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Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

Mark's gaze flickered to the way her hips rested on one side, and looked up at her with a returned smile. It is difficult to understand at first, but you can get the hang of it sooner or later, he replied calmly. He loved the way her lips curved into her smile, biting his lip gently as she glanced back to her desk. Once she had noticed the pen she left there, he couldn't help but watch how her ass swayed and bounced with each step, creating a rising heat within his pants, and shifted slightly when they grew a bit tighter. Thankfully, though, his lower half couldn't be seen.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

She leant over the desk to pick him up, inadvertently giving him a nice view of her arse as she did before she stood back up. Anyway, um...see you next lesson I guess. she smiled at him and walked out, chewing the end of the pen absent-mindedly as she headed to her next lesson which was in P.E, or Gym as they called it. Her mind was still getting around all of the different words as she went into the locker rooms to get changed into the shorts and tank top they were supposed to wear. Whoever the principle was he was definitely a pervert, but Elise didn't mind. It was warm enough for her to be happy wearing next to nothing. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and jogged out after the rest of the class to the fields, which just so happened to be very visible from his classroom.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

As Elise leaned over to retrieve her pen, Mark gulped hard as he gazed at the full-rounded, luscious ass she had, her panties peeking out somewhat and exciting him even more. But he was able to control his facial expressions and reactions when she passed by, smiling as she chewed on the pen. A heavy sigh left his lips as he noticed the large bulge in his pants. Fuck . . . life is cruel. The next class proved a bit more uneventful. As his mind was still on Elise and that perfect body of hers, no other student caught his eye. However, he did go with the routine and had everyone introduce themselves. When it was time for them to begin reading, Mark sat down and glanced out the window. What he saw pleasantly surprised him. Elise was jogging out onto the field, covered by the tight shorts and tank-top she wore. He watched with interest as she moved, unable to take his eyes off of her, even as the class finished reading and began to chat amongst themselves.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

She stretched out when everybody else did, unable to stop herself from glancing back at the school, trying to pinpoint where his classroom would be. She quickly shook the thought from her head when everybody else started to move into a line. The assault course that was set up was just down her street - she wasn't a long distance runner and cheerleading wouldn't be her thing, but assault courses? Bring it on. She watched everybody else do it and when it came to her turn, she'd already planned her route through as she vaulted over the first obstacle and started climbing up the rope ladder, suddenly wishing she'd worn a sports bra as she dropped off at the other edge when running through the tyres set on the ground caused a lot of bouncing up in her C-cups. As a side note, I have no idea how american schools work, so just...bear with me
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

It's fine. Mark watched with absolute interest as Elise began the course, his eyes easily keeping tracking her of her full form. She's very good, he thought with a smile. As she dropped down, Mark noticed how her breasts moved and instinctively slid his right hand down to his crotch and ran his thumb along the hard bulge, sending a gentle shiver along his body. However, that was all he attempted as he sighed gently, watching her until class ended. Once lunch had come, Mark got his things and left the room, walking towards the teacher's lounge, and hoped he wouldn't run into Elise. He knew he couldn't take much more of this without essentially exploding.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

She still had her hair in a ponytail as she walked through the school in her uniform, looking around with a confused expression. There were no signs and she didn't have a map so she was completely and utterly lost, trying to find the dinner hall so she could actually get something to eat and hopefully have a chance to make some friends. Most people had been friends before they came to the school so she didn't have any chances in lessons to even think about trying to socialize, but now she'd just managed to get herself lost. Luckily in her eyes she saw a familiar face, the only person who'd really talked to her today as if she actually had a personality rather than just a pair of legs. She walked up to him a little shyly and tapped him on the arm, sort of happy to see his face again, despite how wrong it was for her to like him. Uh, sorry, do you know how I get to the dining hall...? she asked, blushing a little.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

Mark had his emotions, sexual drive, and confidence completely under control... that is, until he felt a light tap on his arm and realized that it was, once again, Elise. He turned around, seeing her face and his own countenance changing into one of surprise. Oh! E-Elise..! he exclaimed, his eyes darting to the gentle redness of her cheeks. The cafeteria..? Uh, yeah, it's down- he began to point and give her directions, but then decided it would be better if he actually showed her where to go. Actually, follow me. Mark then led the young woman down the hallway, passing the brief looks of some of the students, especially the females. He managed to keep himself calm, though just being in Elise's almost-radiating presence made him want to smile. Soon enough, he stopped at the open doors of the cafeteria and looked back at her. Here you go. I hope you have a nice lunch, Miss Chambers, he said. Then, without meaning to at all, his right eye quickly closed and opened, giving her a wink as he walked passed her. What the hell?! Did I just wink at her?! he thought, facepalming himself for his stupidity as he tried to get to the lounge as soon as possible.
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She strode down the corridor alongside him, wishing she had hands to put her pockets in as she felt the eyes of most of the students on them. It was awkward in a way, in another way she was quite pleased that he was actually helping her out here. At least taking English wasn't going to be a regret. You too, Mr Hadleigh. she replied with a smile that slowly turned to a smirk as he winked at her. He'd winked at her - did he really just do that? Maybe it was something he did to all of the pupils but judging by the looks she recieved as she walked to the food counter, she was probably...well, probably wrong. She would have smirked more but she managed to hide it, pulling along her tray as she got her meal. The rest of the day, she started to walk with more confidence, just hoping to run into him. Her hips took on a sway and she pulled her hair down so that it was billowing around her shoulders again, something that just so happened to gather more attention to her than before. She walked into her next class, sliding into the chair.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

Mark had eaten his food in peace, his thoughts drowning out any noise as he ate his sandwich. He was still kicking himself for that decisive wink, sighing heavily as time passed by. Near the end of his second-to-last class, Mark he watched as the students filed out and waited for the next class to begin, the one that he knew would take his mind off of Elise the History of Music. He glanced over his attendance sheet, calmly scanning it for names as the bell rang. Did you want her to have this class too? XD
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

ooc sure, why not xDDD bic She glanced over her timetable once more. Oh. She was in the next classroom across, not this one. She quickly got up and nonchalantly strolled into the next room as if nothing had happened, taking a seat at the front this time. History of music...where had she heard that somewhere before? She chewed on the end of the pen thoughtfully and she felt something hit her back. She turned around, frowning at the lad sat behind her. Try that again and I'll have your guts for garters, sunshine. she informed him darkly, her accent thickening as she turned back around to face the front, biting her lip. Way to make friends, Elise, threaten them for doing practically nothing. It was then that she noticed Mark by the door. So...that was where she'dheard History of Music before.
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His expression was calm and collected as he read the names, until he saw the TRANSFER STUDENT stamp and Elise's name, his face fell into shock. His left eye twitched, DAMMIT! he thought urgently just when he thought was going to be able to get some peace of mind. Mark's eyes darted to the seats and immediately recognized Elise's beautiful face and her luscious figure, and gazed at her a bit too long . He quickly looked away and walked to his desk until the bell rang. He was able to speak correctly, repeating the same introduction as the last time, and did the same exercise. For people who have already done this, don't worry, you won't have to do it again, he said with a friendly smile, glancing at Elise as he said this. Why did she have him in such a bother? For one, he didn't have a chance she was his student...
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

She caught his gaze and she smirked back, leaning on one of her elbows as she glanced around the rest of the class while they gave their introductions. I've done mine. she toled them when it came to her turn, doodling on the piece of paper she had in front of her to distract herself form looking at him again. Elise, pack it in. He's your teacher, you have no chance with him - it's illegal anyway. she tried to tell herself, but when she looked back up at him all rational thought flew out of the window. Goddamnit, why couldn't she like one of her classmates instead? Then again, they were all...well, idiots, to put it bluintly. Some of them were smart but couldn't be arsed, others were smart and up their own arse and other were just thick as two short planks, if not good looking. Mark seemed to have it all, smarts, looks and he was nice as well. Fucking hell.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

Mark noticed the smirked and coughed, his face becoming a bit flushed until everyone had finished. He managed to start off without a hitch. All right. This class will consist of learning the different genres of music, starting at the very beginning folk music, he began, speaking clearly, but every once in a while glancing at Elise to see her paying attention to him. But was she paying to his words... or him ? The prospect excited him but made him regret his thoughts. At the end of the school day, Mark sat at the edge of the desk as students left. Miss Chambers, can you stay a moment, please? he asked, his voice calm and professional, though inside he was very nervous.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

She watched and waited as they left and the last student shut the door behind them as Elise packed her bag, glancing at him when she heard the door click. She left her bag on the seat and perched on her desk, her skirt riding up to show more of her thighs as she did. You wanted me, sir? she asked, running a hand through her hair. She hardly noticed her skirt being so short but she did make the conscious effort to look him in the eye with a genuine smile, trying to keep the hint of cheekiness out of it. He wasn't the only nervous one in the room. Despite her calm demeanour, her heart was beating under her shirt and it was taking all the willpower in the world not to jump over the desk and kiss him right there and then, despite the many people surging past the room that would be able to see them.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

His eyes glanced at her thighs as they were more exposed and heard her inquiry. Fuck yes, I do, he thought, gripping the edge of his desk tightly as he looked back at her. Mark was silent for a moment until he gained the courage to speak, I'm going to be honest right now I don't think it's a good idea for you to be in any of my classes, and I think you know why, he explained, biting his lip roughly and pushing his glasses up gently, trying to say what was needed without ACTUALLY saying it.
Thread: That Wasn't Supposed to Happen (Lord Dakol and hypergondala)

...I...what? she was stunned, shaking her head. That's...ridiculous, what? You haven't even known me for a day - you don't even know me... she stuttered out, trying to collect her thoughts so she could produce a more...articulate answer, looking away for a moment. When she turned back to him, she bit her lip before speaking. I haven't done anything today except sat in your class and asked for directions. I don't see any problem at all. Of course, ehw knew she was being...well, not unreasonable, but he did have a fair point. She just didn't want to admit that he had a fair point because she didn't want to give up his classes. And what about my marks? I mean, english, yeah, but you're the only history of music teacher here.
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Mark quietly listened to her argument, but he didn't want to budge, for he knew better. And he didn't want to do anything they would both regret. I know, he lied, looking at her. History of Music is an elective. You can choose another class, he said, and it was obvious he was trying to not look at anywhere but her eyes. It was becoming increasingly difficult.
Thread: The World, As We Don't Know It

Life is normal, people go to work, interact with others, make money, and move on with there lives. The only thing is, mutants live among us. Nobody knows when they began popping up, or why they have appeared, the only thing we know is that they can be anyone. Some are born mutants, some were created from experiments, and some have gained their powers through a mystical force, or curse. Some think that they are the next generation of humans, and want normal humans extinct. Others want to coexist with humans. And there are some that just don't care, they just want to make themselves happy. The rules are simple. 1. Post your character following the guidelines, which I will list in a moment. 2. Don't overpower your character. 3. Don't be a douche, have fun and respect your fellow rpers 4. Also, if you have your character posted, just start playing, you don't need to wait for my approval. Guidelines Name Age Gender Sexuality Power Weakness Weapon optional Bio Side Good, Bad, Neutral, other Picture For any questions, send me a pm and I'll reply asap.
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Name Nick Powers Age 18 Gender Male Sexuality Straight Power The Darkness, an ancient weapon of chaos and anarchy. It gives him the ability to do whatever he wants, just as long as it leads to a bloody ending. Weakness There are many weaknesses to this. The main one is the light, he can only wield it at night or in the dark. He is also limited to what he can summon, for when he creates something, it drains his power. So he can summon whatever he wants, but at his own risk. Too much use can weaken him until he passes out, or possibly death. Another weakness can also be seen as a strength at times. The Darkness has a mind of its own, that meaning he can talk to it when he's alone, but it can also take control of him his he lets his guard down. Weapon optional He can create whatever weapon he wants, but he mainly uses dual revolvers that can harness the Darkness. The left gun is meant for powerful shots, while the right gun is meant for rapid fire Bio His whole life, he has been alone. He doesn't know why, but he is now the current wielder of The Darkness, he has no relation to the precious owner. His only lead is that for some reason, his possession of the Darkness has made it stronger, to the point to that it no longer passes on when the owner has sex, so sleeping with women won't kill him. At times he sees this as a gift, getting to do what he wants, within the limits. At other times, he sees it as a curse, as the voices of the Darkness sometimes drive him mad. Due to his lonely life, he has developed a hatred for normal people, wanting to be like one of them. The Darkness has developed a deep respect for his dark hate, leading to him having control most of the time. He hates humans, but he is pretty comfortable when being around other mutants, although he has run into other humans that have shown kindness towards him, leading him to believe that not all humans should be hated. Side Neutral Picture
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Name Evelyn Smith Age 20 Gender Female Sexuality Pansexual Power Control over all living plants, even Evelyn herself is unaware of how dangerous her powers can be, especially when her emotions get the better of her. Weakness Fire. Weapon optional Evelyn uses only her power as self defense, even then she is reluctant to use it. Bio Evelyn had a blessed life as a child. She had two loving and doting parents who tended to her every need. Even when her powers became apparent her parents praised her and called her extraordinary, saying she would do great things when she got older. Unfortunately Evelyn's powers weren't so welcome within her home town. They called her a freak and pleaded with her parents to be rid of her, to save the town. Her parents explained that in time they would come to need her and they would be thankful that they hadn't done anything rash. Then one night while the family was asleep the villagers set the house on fire and locked them inside. Evelyn escaped, but her parents were killed while trying to save her. In her anger, Evelyn's powers grew and she destroyed the town, leaving not a trace of it. Ever since Evelyn has been homeless, keeping herself away from busy cities and towns, scared of what would happen to her. Side Good Picture Do I just post away or await approval?
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Nick sat on the edge of a building, cleaning his guns. He looked at his revolvers, thinking of all the memories he had wielding those guns. All the people he met, the lives he took, the few people he protected. He then heard growling in his head. I grow tired of this. When will we actually do something I'll go when I feel like it. Right now, I feel like relaxing, not slaughtering people for fun. The growling grew louder in annoyance and finally silenced. For an ancient evil, you act like a child. No answer. He continued to clean his guns. After an hour or so, Nick began to feel bored as well. Fine, I guess we'll see if we can find something to do. He got up and began heading downstairs and outside of the building.
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Evelyn walked along the crowded street, her head tilted down to avoid any scrutinizing gazes. She was dressed in a tight, black leather tube dress and matching black pumps, her long golden hair was pulled into a lose plat along her back. She looked like quite stunning, so much so it was catching peoples attention, like she had planned to. Tonight Evelyn had planned to sell her body for money, the lack of food she possessed started to become troubling and she had no means to acquire a proper job. Turning a corner Evelyn moved to meet up with the other night walkers who ran this city, her heart beating fast she hung at the back of the crowd, preying that her first customer would be kind.
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Nick walked down the street, looking around for something to do. Maybe he could grab a bite to eat, or go watch a movie, or just maybe walk through dark alleys and fight thugs. Wait, I sense a powerful mutant in the area. Be alert. I don't see why I should. I don't have anything against mutants. He said under his breath. He looked around, trying to see who it could be. He then noticed a beautiful girl with golden hair and tight black clothes. Poor girl, forced to sell her body. That can't be her. He then turned away from her so that they wouldn't make eye contact. He would rather avoid being talked into helping humans.
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A small group of drunken men wandered into the crowd of seductresses, their voices loud and their attitudes vulgar. Most of the more ambitious girls encircled the men, tempting them with their beauty and charm. Evelyn tried to slink away from the crowd, not interested in giving herself to one of those brutes, but as she tried to walk away a hand reached out and pulled her back. A large man leered down at her small frame, his eyes hungry. Evelyn tried to pull away, but his grip only tightened. Please sir, I have the right to deny potential customers so please let me go before I scream rape Evelyn pleaded, her free hand attempting to loosen his grip. The man only laughed and dragged her closer You have no rights here you little whore! Evelyn screamed and began to struggle, his free hand starting to fondle her form and press her against him.
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Nick continued walking until he heard a struggle. He looked out of the corner of his eye. That girl he saw earlier was struggling to fight off a drunk man. I knew she wasn't the mutant. But you want to help her, don't you? I know you've had a soft spot for pretty women. Help her if you want, as long as I get to have my fun with that brute. Nick went to a dark alley, and summoned The Darkness. A large black tentacle appeared from the shadows and lunged for the drunk. It wrapped itself around the man and pulled him into the shadows. A second tentacle, this one with a serpent head, appeared from the shadows, and attacked the man. In a matter of moments, the man was dead and blood was splattered on the walls.
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As the man was dragged to the ground his grip on Evelyn tightened and he dragged her into the darkness of the alleyway with him. Evelyn screamed with all her might as she watched the man die before her eyes. She scrambled to her feet and pressed herself up against a near by wall, her hands covering her mouth as tears rolled down her cheeks. Evelyn starred down at the man's lifeless body, her knees shaking Oh please, have mercy She whispered into the dark.
Thread: The World, As We Don't Know It

As the serpent devoured the man's heart, it looked at the girl. I just love when they scream in fear like that. I find it cute. The dark being went back into the shadows, with a sinister laugh. Nick approached the girl and stuck out his hand. Are you alright? He looked at her, seeing how terrified she was made him feel a little sorry for her. He never intended to drag her along with the man. All he wanted to do was to get rid of the drunk, but now he has to make sure she won't be traumatized.
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The girl slowly slid down the wall to sit upon the ground, her hands covering her ears as a sinister voice filled her head. Before the man came to close to Evelyn the ground trembled and slowly thick, brown roots emerged from the cracks in the concrete and encircled her in a sort of cocoon, hiding her fragile form from sight.
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Nick to a step back as he saw the cocoon form around the girl. Hmmm, so she was the mutant. That makes it all the more enjoyable to watch her cringe in fear, knowing that these mighty mutants can cower before my power. What confuses me is why she didn't defend herself. Nick felt a little more relaxed knowing he was with another mutant. He moved closer to the cocoon and carefully put his hand on it. Hey, it's ok. I'm not going to hurt you. He was ready to jump away and defend himself, in case she became hostile towards him.