OOC: How many characters are going to play dodgeball?
OOC: Ravin's in, I'll tag Mojin Hood , I'm sure he'll be happy to jump back in.
IC: *Mr. Crunch wheels around.* "Alright people! Talbot gets to pick first cause of that!"
*Johnny upstarts at this.* "Hey no fair! Fine...then I'm choosing two next round..." *Troy Talbot and Johnny Green study the large crowd.*
*Talbot starts looking frantic.* "Hey um...didn't anyone here see my boy Flapjock?..." *Seeing as he's not coming, Talbot chooses a different meathead.*
*Johnny looks defiant.* "I'm takin' Azrael and Ravin." *Talbot looks at him strangely but Johnny doesn't seem to notice.* "Who?"
*They go through almost everybody, and Mr. Crunch is looking bored. And that's never a good sign.* "Anyone else playing? Automatic A to the winning team!" *The tension is getting so thick you can't even cut it with a lightsaber.*
*Johnny hits the ground hard as he transforms back into a boy.* "Aw shucks. You mind your own business next time Azzy." *Johnny turns to Ravin.* "I think I got the hots for you."
*She blinks several times confused, and her face flames with a blush* "I.. I... " *She stammers in a complete fog.* "I'm sorry, what?" *She mutters mainly talking to herself. trying to sort out what's happening"*
OOC: Not big on subtlety is he XD
OOC: He's a blonde, extroverted, greaser. That combination rarely ever is.
*Azrael skids to a stop as he enters the gym, too short of a stop and she body slams him from behind, causing him to stumble forward.* "Mr. Crunch! It's been a while..." *Mr. Crunch turns and looks confused for a second as he peels the green cat of his face.* "Oh, its you. Thought I'd never see you again kid. This one's yours, ain't it? Take better care of him next time." *Mr. Crunch's scratched out eye slowly begins to heal.*
"OW! Sorry." *She said running into Azrael.* *Cringes at the sight of their gym teacher* *Watches Johnny talk to Raven* "Oh wow. Guess he's not big on the whole secret admirer thing."
*Azrael walks over to Johnny's side (see dodgeball comment).*
IC: "No no NO! This is one of your little tricks isn't it! Little creep!" *He roars and blasts heat vision at her.* "Just give it up. You're gonna make me late to gym.*
*Ignites absorbing the heat* "If you want you can go to gym." *She said in a slightly different voice ( OOC: Fire sounds different I guess )* "I'm not holding you."
*Flapjock does not seem phased. He must have seen his fair share of powers growing up. Maybe he has a dark backstory...maybe he was hurt and this is how he eases the pain...* "Haw! Even if you were holding me you'd drop me! You are like not even as stronger as I am to do that! And even then you probably has cooties!" *By saying that she's not holding him, he's able go at her again. Only this time he feels like flying, not charging, for some reason.* "Now let's see if I could hold you!" *He grins evilly as he swoops her up.*
OOC: Ravin's in, I'll tag Mojin Hood , I'm sure he'll be happy to jump back in.
IC: *Mr. Crunch wheels around.* "Alright people! Talbot gets to pick first cause of that!"
*Johnny upstarts at this.* "Hey no fair! Fine...then I'm choosing two next round..." *Troy Talbot and Johnny Green study the large crowd.*
*Talbot starts looking frantic.* "Hey um...didn't anyone here see my boy Flapjock?..." *Seeing as he's not coming, Talbot chooses a different meathead.*
*Johnny looks defiant.* "I'm takin' Azrael and Ravin." *Talbot looks at him strangely but Johnny doesn't seem to notice.* "Who?"
*They go through almost everybody, and Mr. Crunch is looking bored. And that's never a good sign.* "Anyone else playing? Automatic A to the winning team!" *The tension is getting so thick you can't even cut it with a lightsaber.*
*Fallow's Azreal over to their team and whispers* "Do we use our powers or is that cheating?"
*She blinks several times confused, and her face flames with a blush* "I.. I... " *She stammers in a complete fog.* "I'm sorry, what?" *She mutters mainly talking to herself. trying to sort out what's happening"*
OOC: Not big on subtlety is he XD
OOC: He's a blonde, extroverted, greaser. That combination rarely ever is.
"OW! Sorry." *She said running into Azrael.* *Cringes at the sight of their gym teacher* *Watches Johnny talk to Raven* "Oh wow. Guess he's not big on the whole secret admirer thing."
*Azrael walks over to Johnny's side (see dodgeball comment).*
*Watches people getting chosen and gets nervous* *In mind is repeating; "Please not me. Please let me slide..."*
*Ignites absorbing the heat* "If you want you can go to gym." *She said in a slightly different voice ( OOC: Fire sounds different I guess )* "I'm not holding you."
*Flapjock does not seem phased. He must have seen his fair share of powers growing up. Maybe he has a dark backstory...maybe he was hurt and this is how he eases the pain...* "Haw! Even if you were holding me you'd drop me! You are like not even as stronger as I am to do that! And even then you probably has cooties!" *By saying that she's not holding him, he's able go at her again. Only this time he feels like flying, not charging, for some reason.* "Now let's see if I could hold you!" *He grins evilly as he swoops her up.*
*Maybe he has... just maybe...* "Wait wha-" *Was as far as she got before he nabbed her* *Lets out a yelp and instantly ignites, wriggling* OOC: You mean that when she talked she turned back from fire right?
IC: *Mr. Crunch wheels around.* "Alright people! Talbot gets to pick first cause of that!"
*Johnny upstarts at this.* "Hey no fair! Fine...then I'm choosing two next round..." *Troy Talbot and Johnny Green study the large crowd.*
*Talbot starts looking frantic.* "Hey um...didn't anyone here see my boy Flapjock?..." *Seeing as he's not coming, Talbot chooses a different meathead.*
*Johnny looks defiant.* "I'm takin' Azrael and Ravin." *Talbot looks at him strangely but Johnny doesn't seem to notice.* "Who?"
*They go through almost everybody, and Mr. Crunch is looking bored. And that's never a good sign.* "Anyone else playing? Automatic A to the winning team!" *The tension is getting so thick you can't even cut it with a lightsaber.*
*Fallow's Azreal over to their team and whispers* "Do we use our powers or is that cheating?"
OOC: Dang my comment got lost take two
IC: *Mr. Crunch must have heard her whispering because starts bellowing." "All powers must only be used against the dodgeballs or one's own team! Sensors are placed around the gym to enforce this rule! The balls we use are specially crafted to be highly resistant to you freaks' superpowers! That includes elemental, telekinesis, super strength, you name it! Good luck popping these babies! No breaking significant structures in the gym! Any other questions before we begin?" *Crunch takes turn glaring at individuals in the crowd, daring, just daring them to speak up.*
*Azrael walks over to Johnny's side (see dodgeball comment).*
*Watches people getting chosen and gets nervous* *In mind is repeating; "Please not me. Please let me slide..."*
OOC: She can play if need be
*Crunch turns to her, as if he could read her thoughts.* "Hey, ain't you that blasty chick? Get over here on Johnny's team, I'm expecting good things from you!" *By now everyone is on a team.*
*Flapjock does not seem phased. He must have seen his fair share of powers growing up. Maybe he has a dark backstory...maybe he was hurt and this is how he eases the pain...* "Haw! Even if you were holding me you'd drop me! You are like not even as stronger as I am to do that! And even then you probably has cooties!" *By saying that she's not holding him, he's able go at her again. Only this time he feels like flying, not charging, for some reason.* "Now let's see if I could hold you!" *He grins evilly as he swoops her up.*
*Maybe he has... just maybe...* "Wait wha-" *Was as far as she got before he nabbed her* *Lets out a yelp and instantly ignites, wriggling* OOC: You mean that when she talked she turned back from fire right?
OOC: Not what I intended; I meant because she mentally willed him to stop but then told him he could go...
IC: *He roars and throws her like a fireball, sending her crashing through the gym wall. He flies in trailing behind her clutching his hand (which seems completely fine) to land standing over her.* "Hey Jockstrap," Crunch calls out. "Can't you see we're about to start a game here? And what's the matter with you! You think you could just show up late like this? Like this!?
*Flapjock instantly goes submissive upon hearing his nickname and stumbles over to the benches to process today's events.*
"Woah woah wait..." Talbot calls out. "We still need him for our team. Let him split up with the fireball gal."
*The game is fully set up by now. Balls in the middle.*
*Watches people getting chosen and gets nervous* *In mind is repeating; "Please not me. Please let me slide..."*
OOC: She can play if need be
*Crunch turns to her, as if he could read her thoughts.* "Hey, ain't you that blasty chick? Get over here on Johnny's team, I'm expecting good things from you!" *By now everyone is on a team.*
*Squirms* *Sighs at the nickname. Why doesn't anybody know her name?* "Yes sir," *She murmured as she slipped in next to Raven*
*Maybe he has... just maybe...* "Wait wha-" *Was as far as she got before he nabbed her* *Lets out a yelp and instantly ignites, wriggling* OOC: You mean that when she talked she turned back from fire right?
OOC: Not what I intended; I meant because she mentally willed him to stop but then told him he could go...
IC: *He roars and throws her like a fireball, sending her crashing through the gym wall. He flies in trailing behind her clutching his hand (which seems completely fine) to land standing over her.* "Hey Jockstrap," Crunch calls out. "Can't you see we're about to start a game here? And what's the matter with you! You think you could just show up late like this? Like this!?
*Flapjock instantly goes submissive upon hearing his nickname and stumbles over to the benches to process today's events.*
"Woah woah wait..." Talbot calls out. "We still need him for our team. Let him split up with the fireball gal."
*The game is fully set up by now. Balls in the middle.*
OOC: Oh OK that makes more sense But...does this guy have like immunity or was he getting burned?
IC: *Curls up in the air before hitting the wall and stays that way for a second after she lands* *Uncurls after Flapjock heads to the bench then sits up and turns back from fire and looks around coolly as if she hadn't been thrown through a wall not a minute before* "Hey," *She said simply after walking to her team*
*Fallow's Azreal over to their team and whispers* "Do we use our powers or is that cheating?"
OOC: Dang my comment got lost take two
IC: *Mr. Crunch must have heard her whispering because starts bellowing." "All powers must only be used against the dodgeballs or one's own team! Sensors are placed around the gym to enforce this rule! The balls we use are specially crafted to be highly resistant to you freaks' superpowers! That includes elemental, telekinesis, super strength, you name it! Good luck popping these babies! No breaking significant structures in the gym! Any other questions before we begin?" *Crunch takes turn glaring at individuals in the crowd, daring, just daring them to speak up.*
OOC: Oh what comment?
IC: *Flinches at his bellowing but is glad that at least she can use her power to protect herself. Jumps nearly a foot in the air at Flapjock and Madison crash through the wall. She lets out a little scream as Madison crashes to the ground in a billow of flames* "Oh my gosh! She's on fire!" *Fumbling for her phone with shaking hands, is dumbfounded that no one else seemed to care what was happening and are moving on with the game setup. As Madison turns her fire off Ravin looks pale and shocked as the popular girl calmly greets them. Then the balls are in the middle and the game is starting.*
*Crunch turns to her, as if he could read her thoughts.* "Hey, ain't you that blasty chick? Get over here on Johnny's team, I'm expecting good things from you!" *By now everyone is on a team.*
*Squirms* *Sighs at the nickname. Why doesn't anybody know her name?* "Yes sir," *She murmured as she slipped in next to Raven*
*Coach Crunch seems to go soft for a moment. She receives his telepathic message through a look.* "Sometimes, it is us who must make a name for ourselves..."
