OHS: Omniverse High School(In Chracter) - Day 1

[Dawnika Snow]

Intro, Omni's Freshman Orientation speech

Welcome to OHS Freshman! My name is Omni, Principle of the Omniverse High School, and this is not the world you once knew. At this fine institution, we strive to guide you young teenagers down the quest of knowledge,so that you may become better citizens in our Omniverse world. During all school hours, all weapons, powers and any other lethal items are confiscated. Fighting here is extremely discouraged. Now go, I'll be watching, and waiting.

Rules:
-No weapons or abilities.
-All participants are starting as new Freshman, on the bus ride to school. Everyone will ride the same bus together.
-Time will flow in my perspective. I will do a kind of narrative thing where I control the time based on players' posts. Say everyone posts. I read over and amount up how much time may have passed between the combined posts, and move on accordingly, if that doesn't make sense, PM me or something and I'll try to explain it better.
-4 periods a day. Will also include a bus ride to the school, and an after school time for club and sports. After those event's end, the next day will start on the bus ride to school.
-In-Character posts are not rated by the ESRB.(Posts my vary in content)
-You are limited to your Primes and Secondaries including NPC's. You can use one or all, but you're responsible for typing their responses and posts.
-If I presume you've become stagnant without your communication to me, time will move on without you, but you will still be carried on with the rest of the players, just unspoken for.
-I, Akame/Amber, will start us off, so please don't post until I get things rolling.
-Lastly, fighting is possible. It happens in school, expect consequence, however, including detention and suspension. (Players can't be expelled)

(If you have a suggestion or comment, please post it in this thread!

[Amber Veritz]

The bus from OHS zoomed across the Nexus at high speed, dodging the oncoming Primes, or forcing them to dodge the bus. Oddly, the interior of the bus was very affected by the harsh driving of Mr. Crow, who for some odd reason believed with every fiber of his being that he is pirate sailing the high seas. His voice was always heard over the students, yelling "BATTEN DOWN THE HATCHES" or "HOIST THE SAILS" and similar sayings of the such.

The students sat in their seats chatting among themselves about their anticipation for their first day in high school, whether it be good or bad. Seeing as how they had to sail the whole Nexus to Coruscant to make it school, it will be awhile until they arrive on school grounds.

[Guu]

Guu

Guu sighed as she looked over the brochure, desperate to distract herself from the situation. She wore a button down yellow coat, a pink skirt and a pair of red shoes with white thigh-length socks. She was pissed, she had been pissed all summer, ever since her mom told her the “Good News.”

She was more than happy in Elementary school, being with Hare everyday, close enough to troll at a moment’s notice, but no, the frikkin’ adults just had to make her jump a few grades towards High School. If she knew that memorizing the entire curriculum before the school semester began would land her in this situation, she would have tried harder to get worse grades. She wanted to fail everything just to rebel against this crappy decision.

Of course, she memorized the curriculum for this semester anyways. Not much to do while Hare was off with his “girlfriend,” and she’d already played through all the JRPGs.

She kept out of sight. While she knew the entire purpose of taking the bus was to meet knew friends, she didn’t really want any part of it. Best not to get noticed, people will be curious of the 10-year-old amongst their ranks.

Princess Bonbon Sunshine

Bonbon was a teenager that stood 5’4, wore fancy clothing that revealed to everyone her rich upbringing. You would never guess to see such a person riding a school bus.

She groaned as she sat amongst the low lives. She didn’t understand her father’s insistence that she must learn “Humility” by riding with the common filth. The preps were the only good clique in any school; she didn’t see much difference here.

She looked around, desperate to find one of her own kind. That was until she saw Weis sitting alone towards the back. She could see the air amongst her that signified a true noble.

Taking the opportunity, she made her move, seating herself beside the ice queen.

“I see you got stuck on the school bus as well.” She began, keeping a tone of high authority. “I can’t believe the nerve of some people, expecting our kind to ride in this garbage heap. Through tough times, our kind need to stick together.”

[Smith]

Mr. Smith whistled pleasantly to himself as his mop moved across the tiled hallway. It was still early, and the children had yet to arrive. The school was in perfect order, everything in its place and cleaned to a shine. Nothing made the janitor happier than a clean floor.

Of course... once those hellions arrived, everything would be thrown into chaos. His perfect school would be thrown into disarray. A scowl crossed the Janitor's lips at that thought, and his mopping grew more forceful. Why could they not simply leave everything as it was? It was... inconceivable that they could not see what they were ruining with their frenzied activities. Running here and there... laughing and playing... spitting and fighting. Children were animals, and poorly trained ones at that.

Every day, Smith would clean this school, rectifying the damage done by the school body. And every day his soul burned a little dimmer with his efforts. Wouldn't it simply be easier if they all would die?

[Ganondorf]

An air of grumpy impatience surrounded the Vice-Principal as he waited for the buses to arrive. His foot tapped impatiently on the concrete walkway just outside the school and a grimace twisted the giant's feature.

"They're late. This doesn't bode well for the school year. What sort of tomfoolery can we expect if the students can't even get to school on time?"

"Relax, Ganny," the Gerudo's companion said from beside him. Almost half the Vice-Principal's height, Omni was an incredibly pale man, who seemed to have a smile surgically grafted onto his face. The man was insufferable. Ever the optimist, he seemed to think that all children were worthy of the education they provided here.

"It's not the student's fault if their buses run late, ya know," Omni continued, his tone a bit chiding. Ganondorf bristled at his words and rather than calm down, his mood grew even more sour. Omni was a fool. It was only through sheer luck that he had managed to attain the principal position, rather than Ganondorf himself. Of course... The Gerudo chuckled wryly. The year had just begun, and there was always the chance that Omni would be dethroned.

[Weiss Schnee]

Weiss looked at the girl with some curiosity, before rolling her eyes as a wad of paper just about hit her in her seat.

"Schnees are above being bothered, even by this... Whatever this is." She replied, shaking her head. "What I wouldn't give to be back in private school... You know the feeling, right?" Weiss asked, before extending one hand gently.

"Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee gem mining corporation." She said with a smirk. "my father's sent me here to see what the '"real world" is like. And you are?"

From what she could tell, this girl might be the only one here who might be a peer to her... though her subtlety needed work.
Despite just transferring here, she was unsurprised to see this place didn't work much differently than the private schools she was more familiar with. This girl was probably the queen bee here - and if Weiss didn't have a problem with her, she supposed she'd let her keep that position. She'd learned a lot about the social ladder, and sometimes, it was easier to wield the real power from the second rung down - especially if it let you avoid the flak from any necessary decisions.

"...Seriously?" Weiss added suddenly as she was forced to very quickly dodge a rather sloppy looking wad of gum. "This is absolutely intolerable! What is wrong with this school?!"

[Gwendolyn]

Koal's knuckles were white as he clutched the seat in front of him with a death-grip, holding on for dear life. This driver was absolutely nuts! And for the life of him, Koal couldn't figure out why he kept throwing out stereotypical pirate comments at the top of his lungs. There were other kids on the bus, there always were, but Koal liked to see who they were, so he would know who to avoid that day. His violet eyes scanned over the bus seat, kids filling most of them, but of course, there was that one seat that was empt-

His thoughts were interrupted by a jolt in the bus, throwing him into the middle aisle of the seat. The young man let out a prolonged groan as he climbed back into his seat, resuming his death grip and muttering obscenities under his breath. His violet eyes glared daggers at the invalid driver, cursing his very existence.

Today is going to be a baaaaddd day....

[The Rogue]

Connor is still short. God damnit why did his mom have to be 5 foot tall. He winces when he checks his height, 5'3. He grumbles, well at least he height is good for martial arts, lower center of gravity, you tend to be faster, you can inside your opponent's defenses. Then begrudgingly he gets dressed in comfortable loose balck colored clothing, nothing special. He backs his backpack with all the necessary school supplies, making sure to put it his sketch book and drawing pencils. Then he moves on to his gym bag, where he packs his mouth piece, singlet, gi, head gear, wrestling shoes, gym shorts, and a dry-fit t-shirt.

He gets in the bus with his two bags in tow. Even though he does enjoy his new status among the jocks he sits in the middle, trying to avoid the scrutiny of old friends, and the beckoning of new. After every turn Connor braces himself and looks at the driver, seriously wanting to put the old man six feet under.

[Guu]

Bonbon Sunshine

Bonbon glared towards the students causing the ruckus before turning back towards her seat mate.

"Hold on a second. I'll take care of this."

She got out of her seat and headed towards the back, barely keeping her balance as the bus fumbled around in the chaos. Weiss could see over the ocean of heads, not that she had the chance to as she dodged a paper plane. Eventually the bitch returned to her seat, and stomping past her down the aisle was a brutish student.

"Some of those types will do anything for money. He'll keep those welps off of us for a while." She smiled, beaming with pride like she was some sort of mastermind revealing her plot. "Anywho, my Name is Bonbon Sunshine. My family runs the Monarchy line of hotels. Five star or bust daddy used to say."

[Carn_Val]

Just behind the driver's seat and legs crossed, Carn is deep in thought. Unaffected by the rattling and humming inside the high-speed metal box, he looks around as if trying to remember every face on the bus he'll definitely share a ride with for the months to come. A bit distant at first, Carn doesn't plan on interacting with anyone without an ulterior motive. He just thinks it's inefficient. All those calories he gained from eating expensive food would only be wasted on commoners. He still smiles politely at anyone he has eye contact with, giving him the illusion of a nice but quiet kid.

"This will certainly be an interesting year", he mumbles to himself.

[Harlan Higgs]

Grundy took up an entire row of seats to himself, eeclining lazily as the clanking deathtrap sailed across the Nexus. He was wearing a black and orange football jersey with the numbers "77" on the front, and his name on the back in block letters. The noise and chaos around him didn't bother him much, the giant of a teen tracing out plays in the worn leather of the seat in front of him.

Captain of the football team. He was glad he'd practice over the summer, and once he'd gone to tryouts, the coach was impressed with his arm. Solomon Grundy could throw a fifty yard bullet pass, or scramble for a twenty yard gain. Not to mention he was tough to take out. This year was looking to be a good one.

A couple seats away, Grundy spied one of the freshman girls walking towards him. She stopped by his seat and leaned her head over, with a wad of currency in her hand.
"Hey. Those losers are bothering us up front. Take care of it for me?" She smiled, a wicked glint in her eye.

Grundy shrugged and accepted the money. He was getting bored with the ride, anyway, and stood up once the girl left. Clomping down the aisle towards the back, he cracked his knuckles.
"Next person to bother up front goes for toilet swim when we get to school. Grundy make sure of it."

He stalked back, scanning the row of students, when suddenly the bus lurched and a kid stumbled out into the aisle in front of him. As Koal climbed back into his seat, Grundy spoke again.
"You funny man? We got funny man here. Grundy bet dork like you not have stones to mess, right?"

[Jade Harley]

Near to the back of the bus sat Jade Harley, her head lightly nodding as the vehicle sped across the Nexus ground. She slipped in and out of sleep— that summer had been an exciting one, full of late, hazy nights and fireflies, and it all seemed to come piling back onto her with the first day back at school.

The year before Jade had conceived the brilliantly bright idea to try and bring her poor old dog Becquerel to school with her, cleverly disguised as a student of course. This experiment had met with rousing success; no one suspected that the odd, hairy kid who occasionally barked and only wore trench-coats and low fedoras was actually a dog. In fact, the experiment had worked a little too well, starting with when Bec managed to steal Jade's spot on the football team right out from under her nose while also earning an honorable seat amongst Jade's usual crowd.

But this year there would be no football, and certainly no "Jade's weird cousin from Scandinavia". Biting other players and threatening to castrate them with the machete in her locker if they touched her butt one more time was not stellar sportsmanship, as she had been continually reminded. The argument from her grandpa about junior high being "a real jungle" hadn't helped her case any.

So here she was, two triangular-cut pickle and mustard sandwiches in a paper sack for lunch and a mysterious lack of weaponry in her backpack. This school year was definitely going to be different.

[Corporal Light]

"There a reason you're wearing that get up, Ballad?"

"Got a problem with it, Dan?" Ballad replied, turning his head to his right to look at his fellow busmate.

Dan was wearing a black two sizes too big for him with a goat skull plastered on the front. He also had on regular jeans and a baseball cap that he wore backwards. Proper attire for fall weather for the most part.

The green teen's clothing was very different. He had on a green leather coat, black gloves covering his hands, and a trapper hat covering his head. Aside from his blue jeans, he looked like someone out of the arctic.

Dan shook his head, "No, I just ain't so sure about all the attention you could be getting with that," He said, pointing across the aisle.

They were sitting relatively close to the back, mostly because Ballad didn't want anything yo do with the neanderthals that inhabited the front. Or, as the greenie liked to say, "domiciled" in. Perks of being taught some big words by a tutor. Ballad looked towards his left towards where his friend was pointing, seeing a few people giving him odd looks. He merely scoffed, holding his hand towards his busmate to ease his worries.

Sadly, their relaxing bus ride was interrupted by a hulking behemoth threatening them.

Some of the other freashies close by visibly shuddered, leaning back in their seats as the gigantic hulk of plant matter started to walk back towards the front row. The green teenager simply harrumphed, the sound blocked out by the rumbling of the bus.

His friend tapped him on the shoulder, jabbing a finger towards the athlete's back pocket.

"Cash money! Mind if you try to nab it?" He said, a huge smile on his face.

"Fine," the green man replied after a few moments, "but if this turns out like that time during seventh grade, I'm shoving a textbook up your ass, got it?"

"Don't need to remind me, man." He replied, chuckling as Ballad stood up from his seat.

He stuffed his hands in his coat pockets, silently following the giant. It was a good thing the entire bus was more or less a cacophony of shouts, giggles, and overall noise, else his quick movements would've been picked up instantly. As he drew near the athlete, however, the bus lurched. He stumbled, grabbing onto a nearby seat, looking down towards the student who was unlucky enough to fall in Grundy's path.

The next few words that came out of Grundy's mouth was all the encouragement the green man needed to thrust his hand towards the wad of cash, smiling behind his scarf as he gave a thumbs up behind him. He let out a soft chuckle.

He looked back towards the huge hunk of plant matter staring at his hands, seeing the cash.

Time to become eloquent... he thought to himself as he glanced down towards his hands, rapidly pulling the dollars apart and making weird noises with them.

"You see, o being of decomposed autograph matter, I could not help but observe your outlandish and rather unacceptable behavior towards us in the back. I would ask for an apology, but I suppose a virescent piece of currency would do instead."

He shot a quick look that read "I'm going to fucking kill you," combined with white eyes, towards his friend, who nervously tugged the collar of his t-shirt. Now he just had to get out of the situation without getting into too much trouble.

Too much trouble, anyway.

[Gilgamesh]

Gilgamesh sat towards the back of the buss alone, his feet laying across the entire seat ensuring that no mere mongrel would even think about sitting next to him. The aura of arrogance around him was enhanced by the large amounts of wealth that he openly displayed. His leather jacket and pants fit nicely on him, almost as if every article of clothing was tailored to his exact stature. His golden earring dangling as the bus ride over a few bumps.

He noticed the commotion the students were making up in the front of the bus. How could someone of his caliber be even in the same school was these brutes. He was glad that they had at least had enough sense to not cause trouble with the King. Gilgamesh scoffed at them and put his earbuds in, listening to music and closing his eyes. Hopefully this hellish ride with these mutts would end soon.

[Yu Kanda]

The bus stopped and Kanda got on board, looking over the familiar faces he had to endure every single day he sighed loudly. Walking through the isle of the bus he looked annoyed at each of their stupid little faces. His long coat was hovering slightly above the floor. Some eyes were staring at him but he didn't care, idiot's all of em. If it was up to him he wouldn't even go to school. 'Good for your social skills' they said, puh.

nearing the end of the bus he noticed the brat who pretends to be a boy. Gilgamesh looked at Kanda with disgust as the delinquent sat on the other side of the isle. The blonde boy kept staring up until Kanda gave him the finger, "What are you looking at?" Gilgamesh ignored him and looked outside.

Getting annoyed already the blue haired teenager heard a ruckus in front of him, it was Jade with someone he hadn't seen before. He kicked the back of their seats, "keep it down will ya." The unknown boy appeared above the seat with his tongue out, jade pulled him back within a second, "Sorry we will!" she said, followed by a whisper "I told you to behave."

Ah yes, it would be another wonderful day.

[Koren]

Axorn:

A older 5' 6" teenage male sat on the bus on his own, the rest of the seat having been filled up with little electronic bits over time. The young boy's bright-red eyes squinted at the high-tech watch that was held in one hand, while the other took it apart and added pieces with a screwdriver. His blond hair wavered in the wind passing through the vehicle due to some of the other students having opened windows to air out the cramped form of transportation. A single hair fell and landed on his blue and white-striped short-sleeved shirt, before being blown onto his navy jeans. Axorn tinkered with the watch sitting in his hand as the bus rolled across The Nexus, adding and removing parts with the screwdriver before testing it every once in a while. This, is Axorn's human form, which he lost upon entering the Omniverse. But for the sake of this non-canon RP, this is how he will be depicted.

Koren:

Closer to the front of the bus than the nerdy, human-formed draconian that was just depicted is the 5' 7" gray haired and gray eyed Koren, wearing a golden-colored three-piece suit and working through some complex problems in his head, he sat alone, the seat next to him open, and he held no reservation for who sat there. The young man pulled a small book from his pocket and began reading silently, his eyes quickly passing over and understanding each word, finishing each page in less than a minute. As the bus rumbled across the Nexus, he just continued reading, hoping he would be approached by someone whom he could have a nice conversation with.

[Jack Frost]

Jack Frost stepped on the bus and assessed the many people who sat before him and what seats he could sit in. he spotted an open seat behind what seemed a breathing wall that separated the front of the bus from the back. The winter spirit hoisted his bag on his shoulder and began walking towards the back, if you could call it walking as various people halted his progress by falling into the aisle due to the bus driver. Upon reaching the towering wall of human he stepped on a seat that sat a short kid who violently clenched the seat, learning from his fall that Jack had witnessed moments before.

"ALRIGHT EVERYONE!" The bus quieted as all watched the winter spirit, "I'm here. you can go back to talking now." Jack received plenty of looks from the 'children' on the bus. This year was gonna be great. He smiled as he hoisted his mysteriously heavy book bag again and sat opposite from the white knuckled boy.

[Jak Mar]

The blondish green hero hoisted his bag among his back and groaned, the first day of high school, great.

At least there were no talk of his dark side during this year, and his weapons were declared too dangerous, so he firmly decided on bringing his hoverboard to school this year. It was on his back, and the latest thing too. Jak wore his dark blue tunic with his goggles and wore his hankerchief over his mouth and smirked as he sat down looking cool.

[Harlan Higgs]

Turning around at the sound of someone behind him, he watched Ballad wave a very familiar looking wad of cash in front of his face. Grundy looked straight at the green boy as a veritable barrage of words tumbled out of his words, very few of which the jock understood.

The teenage zombie rolled his neck to the side, cracking it, and cleared his throat, flexing his massive biceps.
"two choice, green kid. Give money back and Grundy not have any more problem. Or, keep money. Grundy not care. But keep eye behind you, because you getting beat like horse. Not happening here. You not worth detention."

Satisfied with his choice of words, Grundy sat down and cleared the aisle, waiting for a sheepish return of his funds, or something else entirely. In the second case, he'd get his "workout" in before practice.

[Guu]

Guu

Eventually, she noticed the familiar golden head of hair of Gilgamesh sitting not too far from her. He hadn't noticed her existence and appeared she was out of his line of sight thanks to the number of much larger peers nearby. He played big role in her life over the summer. She was an avid follower of his twitter account. His massive ego was hilarious to her. Quickly, an evil smirk spread across her face. She had trolled him many times over twitter in the past. This was her chance to see what his reactions were like first hand!

She whipped out her phone, ensured she was logged in on her troll account, and typed away.


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@Gilgamesh That hair is totes compensating. There's nothing wrong with it being small, bro.