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The chair Hitler was holding erupted into splinters, sundered by Kess' bolt. That wasn't the only victim. Kess' bolt was so large that it branched out and scored burn marks all over the wall behind Hitler as well. Gasping for breath, Kess wavered on her feet, knowing instantly that she shouldn't have done that. Her vision blurred momentarily before snapping dizzyingly back into focus, the face of Hitler still before her, his spectral body unharmed by contact with her powers. 

 

"You evil motherf***er," she gasped, breath seething out through gritted teeth. "Go back to hell where you came from. Even I have STANDARDS, you transparent f***." She barked at Rain too. "You dumb son of a b****, Mirren! Stop acting like talking to Hitler is completely normal!"

 

She reached out, steadying herself against the wall. She was visibly upset, but also visible was the bead of sweat on her brow. She had overexerted herself, and she knew it. She glared at Hitler and his transparent body, snarling furiously. "I don't give a damn what I have to do... If there's a way to hurt a ghost I'll goddamn FIND IT," she swore vehemently, stalking back to her table, trying not to trip in her lightheadedness. She made it back, collapsing in the chair furiously, glaring witheringly up at the front of the class as she tried to regain her breath. After a few tense moments, her chest stopped aching, her arm ceasing the trembling the bolt had left behind. She let out a frustrated sigh, tilting her head back and staring up at the ceiling.

 

"The hell's your deal with Stormcrash then?" she asked out of nowhere, the question directed at the hooded boy. Her eyes drifted down from the ceiling, one of them visible to the boy as she stared intently at him, gaze ever so narrow. "He f*** you over too? Go on... Care to share?" She sounded curious, but there was an underlying edge to her voice that was unmistakable. 


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Devin had listened to Inu's ideas, preparing to speak before Randall's surprisingly articulate reply, even if she didn't quite agree. And at the end of his small speech...
 
"If you really want people to follow you, ya have to convince them what you want is what they want. Feed them your ideas and make them think it's their own. Once you do that it'll be near impossible for someone to fight against it."
 
"My, my, that's quite impre-"
 
 "OF COURSE THAT SH​IT'S FOR THE FU​CKING BI​RDS!"
 
As Randall continued speaking, the small bit of respect Devin had developed for him vanished. She so badly wished to shut him up, casting a sideways glance at Inu. Once Randall had finished, Devin cleared her throat and spoke up, twirling a bit of her golden hair. 
 
"Even if we do subscribe to the idea that force is the best method... That has nothing to do with our current assignment. Sooo, why don't we just stick with that first part, hm?"
 
Tapping her pen to her lips, the shapeshifter looked between the two boys. Both of them had points, however...
 
"Inu's points work well for someone who you think is going to bend easily, or, as Randall said, isn't exactly passionate... But Randall's ideas also fall short on similar people. You're never going to convince someone who truly believes in their cause. It would also fail in regards to someone you only have to deal with for a short amount of time... But, I suppose it suffices for this assignment. Afterthought didn't specify how long the follower had to stick around, only that they had to follow you... and you two probably covered the majority of it."

Devin began to write the answers down, not waiting for the boys to respond. If she gave them any breathing room, they'd slip up again, like Randall's later comments. Before she could get a protest from either of them, she hopped up, gave them a quick smile, and scurried to the front.

 

"Ms. Afterthought?" The shapeshifter asked softly, cocking her head slightly, "Would you mind if I handed in my answers a few minutes early? I think I've gotten the best I can out of those two boys."


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"Yes.  Destroying your allies isn't the best way to recruit more.  The Vol'thoo'maranian way is that of honor.  We uphold our debts with our life, need be.  The thought of killing one's own partner, promising them the world...it sickens me." 
 
Honor? That wasn't a word she expected to hear in this place. It was...intruiging. This alien creature was getting more interesting by the moment. A plan began to form in Mary's head. She knew she wasn't a physically impressive person, and she wasn't all too interested in fighting. If she were to get violent she would rather it be in a more...private affair. So perhaps, if she made this guy her friend, she would be set for the future.
 
Of course, she was thrilled at the idea of making a friend on its own, but there was something...exciting about the idea of having a friend she could use as well.
 
Before she responded someone else approached.
"If you wouldn't mind my joining your group, I think a good way to appeal to somebody willing to follow a villain's cause is to be specific about who you recruit. Generally, a villain needs people at their side willing to stop a hero, so making them question the hero's credibility might be a good starting point. I seem to recall there being multiple heroes who have no qualms about damaging property or even killing people if they deem it necessary. Calling into question if they're really heroes worth admiring - especially if they're people who those heroes have accidentally wronged - can rally people against a hero, right?"
 
"Questioning the morals of the ones above you?  Making mortal men fear what could potentially happen to them, should a hero ever deem their dwellings as a meager battlegrounds.  That may work...but seeing as how that not every single hero falls under those categories, would it be simple to take them all down like that?" 

 

There were so many people talking to her...Mary felt a bit nervous. It was like having a group of friends, like those shows she sometimes watched alone in her room, laying in bed and wondering what that kind of life would be like...

Now that she was in the midst of people she wasn't sure what she should do. Should she try and impress them? Or perhaps it was more correct to be agreeable. She wanted them to like her after all, but which would be more likeable to these two.

The alien spoke of honor, he was possibly more primitive in his thinking, being equal would be more to his taste. Unless he was also primitive in his ideas of females, though he hadn't shown that yet...

Camille was an unknown, though, so perhaps she should gauge her reactions first.

 

Mary realized she had been silent for a while now. "I guess...the problem with the question is we don't know the situation. If we need to get a lot of people to follow that's different than trying to get a specific group. And if there's preparation time or if its on the spot. I suppose...the real answer is all of the above? I mean, why not give people as many reasons to follow as you can? The question wants us to narrow it down to one thing but it doesn't make sense not to do everything you can."

 

She looked at each of them and gave a shy smile. "At least, that's what I think."


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Rain’s eyes lit up upon Hitler’s acceptance of the offer. Everything was just dandy. He walked towards the door to hold it open for the former-dictator, but it seemed as if the instructor had a few last words for Kess. Nodding appreciatively, he motioned towards Hitler.

 

“Right this way, Mein Führer~♪”

 

Humming, Rain traced the walls with a fingertip as he led Hitler back to Afterthought’s classroom. Knocking on the door twice in quick, sturdy succession, Rain waited two seconds before pushing the door open gently. Poking his head in, he waved at Afterthought.

 

“I have arrived with yours truly, instructor. Should I leave once more to request the services of Instructor Bloodstone, or does the Führer suffice?”

 

Standing calmly, he waited for the instructor’s words.

 

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Like clockwork, Victor kept up with the other robots that were cleaning up Dr. Cagey's classroom. He knew they'd probably be done way faster without him, but nevertheless, he took this as a learning experience. Namely...to see Cagey's robots in action, well, action even if it was just them running around the classroom for Cagey.

 

He took a small break, sitting down at a nearby table as he pulled out his cellphone and opened it's notepad feature. In a new notepad, Victor began to type up what Tempest Man had explained to him. Of course, he named this new note "Dr. Cagey's Hierarchy/Pecking Order" and wrote everything down that he could, ending the document with of course, himself. However, he also added what the robot "Enka" mentioned: the Zeroth Unit and the Eldest. These were put in a category all its own, only headed "???".

 

The Zeroth Unit and the Eldest...both sound like they might be incredibly powerful. I might have to pry for some information regarding those two a bit later. he thought, before closing that document and opening his current assignment list he got from Hitler. A great feat...and failure. Well the feat is pretty damn easy.

 

Victor put his phone down before looking at Dr. Cagey and the robots there. "Excuse me. But since the room is currently clean, would it be alright if I work on a bit of homework I happen to have from History?" he asked. "It isn't going to take too long."



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"Questioning the morals of the ones above you? Making mortal men fear what could potentially happen to them, should a hero ever deem their dwellings as a meager battlegrounds. That may work...but seeing as how that not every single hero falls under those categories, would it be simple to take them all down like that?" 

 

"I guess...the problem with the question is we don't know the situation. If we need to get a lot of people to follow that's different than trying to get a specific group. And if there's preparation time or if its on the spot. I suppose...the real answer is all of the above? I mean, why not give people as many reasons to follow as you can? The question wants us to narrow it down to one thing but it doesn't make sense not to do everything you can. At least, that's what I think."

 

Well, when the human girl put it that way... she wasn't wrong, was she? Camille thought about the responses from her sudden partners (even if she was the one who selected them). Both of them had a good point. Not all heroes were the types that could be called into question like that. But at the same time, it was a question that didn't really specify much for the situation, the hero they were to be opposing, or even what kinds of people they were recruiting. The vampire nodded in agreement. Nodding her head toward the bird, Camille started "He's got a point that works with yours. Not every hero is the type that you can make people think that way about. And different people have different motivators. Some people would leap at the chance for immortality, and others would shy away. So, anything goes. But we need a written answer before class is over."

 

Now turning her gaze directly at the human girl, Camille asked "Do you want the honors?"

 

Meanwhile, at the front of the classroom, Afterthought watched over the class from her seat at her desk, glancing between the students and the stack of papers that contained their files. Two students was already turning in the answers to the assignment. The first one was... Arleigh. That was her name.

 

Do you all see this man? This is the man who once lead your country. He maintained order, was feared, was liked by some and hated by many. Do you see him? Do you see him dead, bleeding like any other rat on the street? These people who lead your country are no different from you or me. They want you to think they're stronger, but they'll bleed and die just like the rest of us. And for whatever fleeting strength their weapons may give them, they can't hope to stand up to all of you when you rise. If you're done letting these people walk all over you, then take up arms, take to the streets, and show them how weak they really are.

 

"I'm done. May I go, now?"

 

"Yes. Good job bringing an answer so soon."

 

"Ms. Afterthought? Would you mind if I handed in my answers a few minutes early? I think I've gotten the best I can out of those two boys."

 

"I don't mind at all," the teacher answered, taking and looking over the answers Devin and Arleigh had submitted. Very good! And with perfect timing, too! Not long after Afterthought set the papers face-down on her desk, Rain had returned. And brought Hitler with him.

 

“I have arrived with yours truly, instructor. Should I leave once more to request the services of Instructor Bloodstone, or does the Führer suffice?”

 

"Hm?" Afterthought looked over in Rain's direction, seeing behing the child, none other than the ghost of Nazi Germany's leader. "Oh my goodness, Mr. Hitler!" she exclaimed, jumping up from the chair and knocking it down. She seemed as though she wasn't expecting him so soon. "I'm so sorry, I sent young Mr. Mirren here to ask about if you'd like to come to my class to give the students some pointers on speeches and the like, but I didn't mean today! It was my mistake. Sorry."


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"Even if we do subscribe to the idea that force is the best method... That has nothing to do with our current assignment. Sooo, why don't we just stick with that first part, hm?" Randall growled at the girl, but before he could say anything she started writing stuff down. This girl was something all right, something that pissed him off. He listened as she told him and Inu what she was going to write down on the paper, shaking his head when Devin dared to put his suggestion at the same level as a bribery. She clearly didn't understand the power of fear, maybe one day he'll teach her. Regardless, she went off to turn in the paper before anyone could say anything. Rolling his eyes, he turned to Inu.
 
"What a bi​tch." He scoffed, before standing up. "Well, I guess it doesn't matter. Assignment was fu​cking dumb anyways." Randall let out a yawn, before stretching his limbs off. This class was boring.
 


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"He's got a point that works with yours. Not every hero is the type that you can make people think that way about. And different people have different motivators. Some people would leap at the chance for immortality, and others would shy away. So, anything goes. But we need a written answer before class is over."

 

Mary was relieved to hear the response, she hadn't made the wrong choice with her after all. Perhaps they could be friends after all. With Alex and Patton that would make three, and four if the alien also wished to be friends. The thought made her giddy, though with that giddiness came some...other thoughts. Of what she could do with all these friends...or what they could do with her...

"Do you want the honors?"

 

Mary snapped out of it and looked up at the girl. "Oh, yes, of course, right away." Mary said. She had to get something written down to turn out. Taking pen to paper she jotted down an answer that would combine what the three had discussed, though she didn't write about the "honor" thing that Vix had mentioned.

 

Taking a last look over the paper she nodded. "That will do it." She gazed up shyly at her two partners. "I hope we can get along through our school year." She said. Picking up the paper she headed towards the desk. Though she paused next to the girl, there was something primal about her that intrigued Mary. She couldn't help but whisper. "I'm sure we can be especially close eventually." before heading over to the teacher, her heart thudding at a rapid rate.

 

It was then she noticed someone rather...familiar. Only because of history books and shows, though. She wasn't sure how to feel about this. Though as she looked him over and realized his...physical state, she became a little dejected. What a useless teacher...

 

"Excuse me, ma'am. Sorry to interrupt but I have my finished assignment. I worked on it with those two over there, and I hope it's up to par...Oh, but if it's not, please just punish me...Please." She squirmed a bit at the thought, struggling to avoid showing too much eagerness.


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Ah, I messed up.

Rain resisted the urge to fidget, his eyes flickering between the two instructors. After it seemed Afterthought had finished talking, Rain tentatively raised their hand. Afterthought’s reaction was that of genuine surprise, but given he had erred already, he had no desire to draw her ire. Taking a deep breath, the young boy spoke calmly.

“If I may speak… should I escort the Führer back to his classroom? Or should I take your message to Instructor Bloodstone next, with the clarification that the request for her services is not today?”

Waiting for the response, Rain took a few moments to observe the currently ongoing class. A few familiar faces were there, as well as some that were not. It seemed as if Afterthought had set the class upon some type of group-discussion activity, judging from the actions of the other students. His eyes drifted across the room as he wondered what sort of activity Afterthought could have schemed up for her class, before returning to settle on the two instructors.

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"Oh, yes, of course, right away." Camille watched as the girl jotted down an answer, which amounted to a combination of everything the group had pitched in for an answer to the teacher's question. "That will do it. I hope we can get along through our school year. I'm sure we can be especially close eventually."

 

Something about that girl felt... a little off. Just a little bit. It was interesting! Camille wanted to investigate and find out just what it was that felt off. Getting close to her was probably a good way to go about that. Besides, in the event that this girl turned out to be super-powerful, it would be good to have her as a friend and ally, instead of as an enemy. "I'd like that," she whispered back, as the other girl went toward the front desk to turn in the assignment.

 

At the front desk, Afterthought turned her attention to the girl - this one was Mary - as she turned in her assignment. "Excuse me, ma'am. Sorry to interrupt but I have my finished assignment. I worked on it with those two over there, and I hope it's up to par...Oh, but if it's not, please just punish me...Please."

 

The teacher could see the girl squirm just a little bit at the mention of punishing her. It made Afterthought curious about just what was going on up in Mary's head, and what had caused her to end up like that. She could think of a few possibilities, but that wasn't the type of thing a teacher should be investigating about their students. She'd have to leave it at that, as much as it made her curious. "Alright, good work, you three."

 

“If I may speak… should I escort the Führer back to his classroom? Or should I take your message to Instructor Bloodstone next, with the clarification that the request for her services is not today?”

 

"I'll speak to Miss Bloodstone myself later today. You can--"

 

And then the class bell rung. Third period was ending. "Oh. Well then, I guess hurry along to your next class. I'm sorry for the inconvenience again, Mr. Hitler. The rest of you, good job on today's assignment. I hope you all learned something today. Head off to your next class now, and make sure to behave! We may be a villain school, but that doesn't mean we have to all be cutthroats and killers."

4th Period - PE

As the students moved on to their fourth period classes, those heading for PE class would have to gather in the school's gymnasium. There, they would be met with their PE teacher, Bloodstone. A villain who made her name and fame as a serial killer, targeting those without powers of their own to pave the way for a utopia of those blessed by evolution with powers. She looked over each student as they walked into the room, weighing them up in her mind. She'd read all the files. She knew what each student was capable of. By the time she was through with them, as long as she had anything to say about it, they'd be capable of much more.

 

"Welcome to physical education," she started, a sharp tone in her voice. "I am your teacher, Bloodstone. Because today's classes will be short, there will be no proper assignment for today. However! That doesn't mean this will be a free period to slack off! Today, I want each of you to step up, introduce yourselves to the class, and explain what your powers are capable of. Let's start with..."

 

Bloodstone's eyes fell on one of the boys in the class. "You! Short kid with the red hair!"

4th Period - Theatrics

Those heading for Theatrics, meanwhile, would enter the designated classroom to find it empty. Devoid of a teacher. Once the class had all gathered, however, they'd find that the lights suddenly went out, and a voice rang in through speakers installed throughout the room.

 

"Attention, students of Carnivile's theatrics class..."

 

And then suddenly, from behind the whiteboard at the front of the class, a figure jumped through the wall. Closer observation of the whiteboard pieces on the floor would reveal to anyone curious enough to look, that it was just painted cardboard. Standing amidst the pieces, however, was the teacher. Carnivile herself. A villain whose motives remained unknown, but whose name was tough to forget, as few villains exhibited dramatic flair quite like she did.

 

"Lesson Number One! Always know how to make an entrance! And I mean always!"

 

Carnivile looked at her students. She didn't recognize anyone here. There were supposed to be files or something, but she'd been too busy setting up props for her numerous entrances she'd have to make throughout the day. Raising a finger up to the ceiling, as the hand behind her back flipped a remote switch to turn the lights back on, she exclaimed, "And your assignment for today, is... names! No, not your regular people names. Villain names! Like me, Carnivile, or N. Ox, or Departed. The name you pick is a big part of how people will remember you. We're not even going to begin talking about why Laughy McTrollface's villain career was abysmally awful and forgettable, but his name was part of it. So! Today, you'll all pick what name the world will fear you by!"


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Mary was practically glowing as she left for her next class. Camille's response was an invitation, wasn't it? Obviously she wanted to do all sorts of friend things with Mary...she could hardly wait. It seemed that her days were going to be packed full of fun. Patton, Alex, Vix, Camille, the list just kept growing! She was looking forward to seeing what friends she might make next period...

 

"Lesson Number One! Always know how to make an entrance! And I mean always!"

 

She certainly hadn't expected that...Looking at the pieces of the "whiteboard" she realized that the teacher had prepared for this beforehand. Should she have come up with something exciting to do? Though, she wouldn't want to make a mess of the classroom on her first day...

 

The teacher wanted them to come up with names. Already? That was a shock to the young girl. Isn't that something important? But, she supposed if she thought of something now she could still change it down the line. If they waited to long they'd be stuck with whatever they chose.

 

"Um." Mary said, hesitating. She had an idea in mind. Though it wasn't anything special, and she worried that it might be...childish. "There was a name that I thought of. I'm not so sure it's very good, though." She gave everyone a shy smile and tilted her head a bit to the side. "You could call me...Bloody Mary."


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Art class wasn't really a... class. 95% of it was Sparky either talking to the demonic-sounding devil child at the other end of the room about some hero they both wanted to screw over or her trying to do her thing and flip off her teacher before realising he was a ghost. Eventually, he just slid under the table and took another nap. Eventually, the bell rang and Alex crawled from under his desk. He looked at the schedule and saw his 4th period class was PE. Alex figured it was going to be one of the more useful classes, as he was average in terms of close combat ability. He walked off to the gymnasium with a slightly more focused attitude.
 
Once he got there, he saw that everyone had beaten him to it, though the teacher had not began speaking yet. He looked around and saw a few familiar faces and some new ones. The second he finished, the teacher began to talk.
Welcome to physical education," the teacher said, sharply. "I am your teacher, Bloodstone. Because today's classes will be short, there will be no proper assignment for today. However! That doesn't mean this will be a free period to slack off! Today, I want each of you to step up, introduce yourselves to the class, and explain what your powers are capable of. Let's start with..." she made eye contact with Alex.
"You! Short kid with the red hair!" 

Alex walked to the front of the crowd. "Hi, the name's Nunya, Nunya Business. Normally I would stop there but, I don't wanna risk being beheaded, so I'll just give you this." Alex snapped his fingers, giving his thumb an white glow. "By now, everyone's head's should be replaced with mine. I'll let you figure out the rest." He snapped his fingers once more, removing the glow and he sat down.


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The Great Feat

The one great feat I look up to from history comes in the form of the birth of Dr. Cagey's work. Despite having any physical power or superhuman ability, he has impacted the way villains work the world over. His inventiveness and creativity when it comes to machinery and the concept of mechanical constructs know no bound, as they've improved the work of his fellow villains.

 

Victor finished typing the first portion of his History homework, but paused at the second portion: a great failure. At the moment, he wanted to write one thing and one thing only: his father dying because his mother never went to save him. But, rather than type it, he resisted...after all, he didn't want anyone else to know about his mother being a hero.

 

I'll think of something else for that later. Victor sighed some, before glancing at the bottom right-hand corner of his screen. It was almost time for his 4th Period: P.E. He quickly stood up, closing his laptop and put it in his bag. Looking at Dr. Cagey and his robots, he gave a quick wave. "I'm sorry to rush off, Dr. Cagey. But I have to get to my P.E. class. I look forward to the Software class." Victor said, before turning on his heel and leaving Dr. Cagey's classroom.

 

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P.E. ...and Bloodstone as the teacher. Victor remembered reading a few articles that had her in the headlines and whoooooo...they were pretty bad...even for a villain such as her.

 

Nevertheless, he stood there with a few other students and he listened as Bloodstone spoke.

 

"I am your teacher, Bloodstone. Because today's classes will be short, there will be no proper assignment for today. However! That doesn't mean this will be a free period to slack off! Today, I want each of you to step up, introduce yourselves to the class, and explain what your powers are capable of. Let's start with...YOU! Short kid with the red hair!"

"Hi, the name's Nunya, Nunya Business. Normally I would stop there but, I don't wanna risk being beheaded, so I'll just give you this. By now, everyone's head's should be replaced with mine. I'll let you figure out the rest."

 

Victor glanced at the kid in question and quietly muttered to himself. "Yeah...he's dead." He looked at Bloodstone and cleared his throat, before raising his hand. "Ma'am?" With his presence now known, Victor stepped forward and looked at the group. "My name is Victor McCoy. If you wish, you can refer to me as Vic for short. As for my powers, they aren't on the physical aspect of the power spectrum. I'm a technopath, which means I'm able to communicate physically with machines or mentally via psychic with computer data. I can also control machinery to assemble or disengage by simply looking at it or touching it."



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As the bell rang, Devin gave a quick wave and smile to Inu, then slipped into the hallway. Her next class, gym, seemed like one she would need a change of clothes for... And she knew just the outfit.
 
A short while later,  Devin had changed her outfit. She now wore a loose white t-shirt, a nice pair of tennis shoes, and some fairly tight shorts, typical of what one would see in an animated show from Japan. Oblivious to how out of place that would actually make her look, Devin settled in before anyone else arrived and watched as the others entered, taking note. They seemed to be largely the same students, though there was a new bespectaled kid in the mix. She also took special pleasure in beating the hussie that stole her spot in the last class. The loud mouth, that marble asshole, Rain... however, the people watching was soon cut short.
 
"Welcome to physical education," The teacher cut through the air with her words. "I am your teacher, Bloodstone. Because today's classes will be short, there will be no proper assignment for today. However! That doesn't mean this will be a free period to slack off! Today, I want each of you to step up, introduce yourselves to the class, and explain what your powers are capable of. Let's start with... You! Short kid with the red hair!"

Devin followed the teacher's gaze, only to recoil ever so slightly at the sight of Alex, whose entrance she had somehow missed. She listened to his cocky reply, paying close attention to his... what she could guess were illusions?
 
He was soon followed by that boy with the glasses... Victor. His introduction seemed polite enough, even if his power was completely foreign to Devin. The shapeshifter smiled and bounded up behind her classmate, patting him on the back.
 
"Nice to meet you, Victor! I'm Devin Kismet! And I believe everyone else here knew that already... So the real question is my power, right?"
 
Putting her hand out to the side with her index pointing up, she rocked her wrist a bit, her middle finger following suit to the count of two. She repeated for her ring finger, and after that rolled her hand and snapped it, a kitchen knife 'appearing' in the palm of her hand, clutched tightly as she grinned.
 
"It's maaaaagic! Neat, huh?" She snapped her fingers again, flicking her wrist, and the knife 'disappeared', returned to holding in her stomach. "So, who's up next?"

As she finished her acting, she was hit with a strange sense of missing out on something. Like a lesson on giving an entrance and being entertaining...

You are an insane person and very creative.

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Arleigh

 

Arleigh had promptly left linguistics as quickly as she could, and took her sweet time getting to her P.E. class. Three students had gone ahead of her; a short kid who didn't really say much, not that Arleigh didn't care, the guy from Arleigh's history class, and finally some girl whose power captured Arleigh's attention the most, which was either the creation or making of knives. It wasn't really an explanation, but Arleigh wasn't one to care what any of these people did. Some might call it foolishness in terms of "strategy" or "tactics", but Arleigh did one thing and she did it very well.

 

"Oh, you're like me," Arleigh said with a bored tone, stepping forward. "Hello my name is Arleigh and I am guns," she repeated from her first introduction, saying it quickly and monotonously as if trying to get through the introduction as fast as possible. She held up her hand and it vanished in a cloud of dark smoke. The cloud then came back together and took the shape of a Glock 9mm, the details coming into view as the darkness from the smoke disappeared. She pointed the gun, which took the place of hand, and pointed it at the far wall without looking. The gun fired rapidly and repeatedly, small, glowing-red bolts of energy firing out and impacting against the wall lightly. If there was any tactic Arleigh wanted to take, it was to give the impression that all of her guns were weak, that to take a bullet would do little damage. When she was done firing, the gun vanished into another cloud of black smoke and retook the shape of her hand. Arleigh smiled with a slight tilt of her head, something people could only tell from the way she closed her eyes thanks to her mask, and returned to her spot with the same bored expression.


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