Super Dorms
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Light =&gt; Light: Human Small Groups =&gt; Topic started by: Levi on 15-03-2019, 16:28:50</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Super Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>15-03-2019, 16:28:50</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ef/0f/ea/ef0feaeccd9b93b416bb58860948b32e.jpg)</div><br>About half way between the campus and the shopping center stands a tall glass building of unique design. This is the super high dorms, all students are expected to live here and the school spend a lot of money each year Taylor the separate rooms for the supers. After all it's a proofed fact that studying is more efficient in a homey space. The sky scraper boasts and infinate level of floors, all the floors within the building are mixed sex. To break up the monotony of simply being dorms rooms every other level is decked out as an entertainment space. Students can find a small selection of non educational reading, a massive couch and TV, a large fridge (drinks not provided) and snack cupboard, a pool table and board games area. Students are encouraged to mingle here.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Aislyn Nox - Room, The Greenhouse</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aislyn has set her room up like a veritable green room. She's got all sorts of potted plants, and even has some potted young trees (that will get planted somewhere once they get too big for their pots!~) - Otherwise she's got a comfy bed, and her closet is stuffed with cosplay outfits (hey she is a Nerd at heart!) - and her spare weapons stored in a lock crate (sealed with her own blood magic) under her bed. Girl's paranoid. xD</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Daigo Takai - Room, Gamesize</div><div class="spoiler_body">Daigo's room looks more a mix between a gamers room and athlete</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Alfred Birche- Room The apothecary</div><div class="spoiler_body">Much like Aislyn, Leshy's room will have a lot of greenery. Potted herbs and plants, some hanging vines with some support to for them to hang off of. And yes, some of his herbs may be rather... unethical for a traditional hero to use (deadly nightshade, I'm looking at you).&nbsp; He'll also have several weapons; dual daggers, spear, wooden staff, and a much heavier metal one (titanium wrapped around tungsten, creating a very dense and durable 'Beatstick' that hits like a truck). <br><br>He'd also have a small 'alchemy station'. For drying herbs, grinding things up (DIY poison dust smoke grenades, anyone?), and such.</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">X015- Room, The pool</div><div class="spoiler_body">Ghosts room is probably just a bathroom and a pool of water </div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Harriet Fox- Room, Smaller on the inside</div><div class="spoiler_body">Harriet doesn't have anything particularly special, except she's brought more clothes than she needs so her closet's stuffed, with her super-suit hanging on the outside. She leaves her room untidy and a bit cluttered.</div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Blake Mitchell, Room - The watchtower</div><div class="spoiler_body">several computer monitors, big screen tv, workout room, kitchenette.</div></div><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>28-04-2019, 20:05:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/22/17/5b/22175b7b88069cac5b4ab51da103df7b--dream-hair-love-her.jpg)<br></div><strong>Name</strong> Genevieve Forstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.0)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Ultra<br><strong>Location</strong> The Watchtower<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Blake<br><hr><br>Eve woke with a start, she sat up and instantly regretted it! Her head was throbbing, the woman put a hand to her forehead with a groan. She remembered snippets of the previous night. Arriving at the party. Bumping into a guy. Then drinking, lots and lots drinking. However she didn't remember getting home and yet she was definitely in bed. Eve ran her hand over her familiar bed spread and her hand froze. The material beneath her fingers was not her favourite duvet!! Her head shipped to the side as she heard a russel beneath the sheets and a sigh. Was...was someone in bed with her?! "Who's there?!" she demanded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>29-04-2019, 21:48:00</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://wjla.com/resources/media/59204c47-9023-47ae-ac8f-b1a019af1ed4-large16x9_1280x720_60418P00HXPFF.jpg)<br></div><strong>Name</strong> Blake Mitchell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301924.msg14752548#msg14752548)<br><strong>Alias</strong> Titan<br><strong>Location</strong> The Watchtower<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Blake<br><hr><br>Blake felt her bump around, he could feel her shifting and moved up with her start up.&nbsp; He noticed her jerk up right she was on top of the covers with a blanket while he was underneath.&nbsp; She would have been quite the...pleasure slave for the night, but the young woman couldn't hold her liquir and her libido together so instead she passed out as they made it back to his place.&nbsp; He pulled his blanket up over head fighting the fact that his night didn't turn out at all like he had planned not that he was trying to spurn Harriett at all, but he had no idea what was to come of that as well.&nbsp; Seems like this was all not quite as cut and dry as he had planned.<br><br>"Your lover from last night?&nbsp; At least that was the plan, but apparently you like drink over moaning and screaming."&nbsp; He said as he moved the covers back.&nbsp; "Bet you have a hangover don't you?"&nbsp; He said as he laid their half naked next to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Super Dorms</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GabeTheKid</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 23:12:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xjhTJfR.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gabriel<br><strong>Alias:</strong> Runner<br><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Unknown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dormitory<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>&nbsp;From the empty and cold darkness, shapes started to form slowly. A world devoid of color, twisting, swirling and pulsating in a blurry mess to the rhythm of the subtle throbbing in his ear. Crushing guilt forming from deep within made him grasp at his chest in an attempt to reach in and support his own heart. Parts of reality formed into a weak resemblance of a corridor, but it melted away after a few meters. The panic quietly nesting between his ears, slowly inviting him to lay down and be devoured left his body tense and unresponsive. Forcing each step after the other, the walls started to clear up, showing a wallpaper covered with tinny, evenly spaced roses. Slowly and carefully taking each next step, a scribble inched out from beyond what was visible, that stretched into a poorly drawn line running along the wall. The ceiling was reluctant to show itself still, reaching well into the void. The wooden paneling of the floor struck him with an odd sense of familiarity but just as it happened, this dark world dissipated instantaneously to the sudden sound of a woman's painfull, pleading scream in his ear.<br><br>&nbsp;The blinding light faded and left Runner with the lingering sharp pain emanating from the battered muscles he forced to elevate his body from a lying position. After it half-heartedly subsided and gave Runner the ability of movement back, he found himself in an allmost empty but clean and bright room.&nbsp; He reached to wipe off the bead of sweat that ran all the way down the side of his face and now pooled on his chin and with a continuous motion, slicked back his drenched hair as he released a sigh that finally helped to relax his muscles. Grabbing the blanket revealed his right arm in bandages and further inspection showed a boatload of patches throughout his upper body. Though this and the familiar baseball bat leaned against the wall beside the bed made the truth to his hazy memories irrefutable, the exclamation point of the pain piercing his left ankle as it touched ground left no doubt in his mind.<br>-Did I pass the exam? - he questioned the very last one still, as every single hurdle thrown at him in that god forsaken maze felt like an hour to navigate.<br><br>&nbsp;Looking around, he noticed his right eye falling behind in clearing up. The first touch attempting to rub the laziness out of it produced a dull ache slowly giving way to the burning sensation thus far overshadowed by the discomfort of movement. Patting around he noted that most of the right side of his face has been covered with what felt like one of those curious patches that littered his body. Testing the ligaments in his arm out of uncertainty, he started to pay more attention to the room itself. A plain white room with wooden flooring washed bright by an abundance of sunlight that flooded through a wall of glass. One of the few furnitures in the room was a coffee table which had an envelope laid on it.<br><br>&nbsp;Written in a cheerfull tone, the letter read about his acceptance to Super High with a specialization oriented towards Minions. On the form he filled out just before the trial, the Minion role was the last on his list, though considering how he did on the course it wasn't any real surprise.<br>-It's better than nothing - he thought as even attending classes at Super High has been kept in high regard by society, and a graduation would have him become a respected member of society as opposed to being the low life he was just a day ago. All in all he could easily get a comfy job waving a paper like that and he'd have to worry no more about the people that are after him, or the next stack of money. Though it turned out to be way more dangerous than he thought, starting blank still seems worth it. <br>-Yesterday must have been a fluke. Now that they know my limits, the challenges will probably be proportional. - he hoped.<br>&nbsp;After running his eye through the first paper, he moved on to the next one. This one had less care put into it and bared just one signature and a stamp. It stated that none of the injuries were that serious apart from the fracture in his ankle but with the treatment he supposedly received it should be back to normal in a few days. The letter also stated that with the opportunity of attendance still open for him to take on his own discretion, he was excused from the first day classes that started from 10am. The questions rung out in his mind instantly:<br>-What time is it?.. What day is it?<br><br>He looked around but apart from the bed, the table, a chair, a cupboard and his bat, the room was empty. With not much else to do, he limped to the cupboard and in it, he found many sets of clothes that looked to be a direct copy of what he wore when he applied. The materials felt nicer but that might have just been because they were brand new. He looked at his current attire and found it to be Super High branded pyjama pants. He changed into a fresh set of clothes and turned his attention to the 2 doors leading from the room.<br>&nbsp;Door numero uno revealed a bathroom that, like the main room, seemed much too big for what it held. It was bare bones but clean and neat. He noticed that all the dust that should have accumulated on his body has been missing. Not wanting to wet the bandages, or suffer unnecessary movement, he decided to pass on showering and just brushed his teeth with some of the supplied hygiene products.<br><br>&nbsp;After leaving the bathroom somewhat fresher he finally noticed just how big that glass wall was and though&nbsp; he somewhat understood that he was pretty high, approaching the window step by step and still only seeing distant buildings the dazzling height slowly dawned on him. On his way, he grabbed the chair and dragged it to face the view, then sat down. From this height the people on the ground were indistinguishable and the streets looked more like the arteries of this city, pulsing to the rhythm of traffic lights. He sat there fascinated for what could have been an hour and his unending attention only weakened eventually because of his curiosity about his circumstances. Wishing that he has not yet been expelled and that this was his room and his view to admire later, he put the chair back in it's place, grabbed the baseball bat not to strain his ankle if not necessary and left through the other door.<br><br>Repeating the number on the outside of the door, he picked a random direction and carefully started exploring the corridors in pursuit of answers.
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