MATTHEW JACKSON
Matthew grimaced as he waited for this to start. Overall, he was unsure what to make of this place. What the h-ll were they doing, out in this big yard? He had arrived at the school only a few days ago, and while he was quite impressed, this part was confusing.
Of course, it was at that moment he tuned into what that Igor person was saying, and his eyes widened as the glass container was revealed. Holy Sh-t. swearing away to himself at high speed, Matthew reflexively covered himself in shadows, so to anyone around him he would seem to blend in to the apparent dark spot where he had originally stood.
then, the monsters were released. Yelling in excitement, Matthew charged straight in, quickly realising that he had no way of killing them. F^ck. Staying relatively hidden in shadows, Matthew did his best to blind a couple, even just temporarily. As long as he didn’t blind the other students…
Shaking his head, Matthew rid himself of memories, concentrating on surviving. There were kids here. What on earth was the faculty thinking?
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EVA WILLIAMS
Eva had been paying attention to Igor, but as the monsters were released, she completely panicked. In an instant, everything slowed down. Just for her, thank god. I really need to learn control, Eva thought to herself, simply happy that it had worked, even if it was unintentional. Breathing hard, Eva walked carefully, doing her best not to trip. The monsters, originally moving faster than you could see at times, had slowed to a crawl. As had everyone else, of course.
“Now what do I do,” Eva muttered. She had no weapon… although someone else might. Coughing from the exertion that holding onto time gave her, Eva walked up to the closest person she could see, grabbing their shoulder. Almost collapsing at this point, Eva brought the person into the time bubble, hoping that they had a weapon on them.
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CROW FALLIS
“OH SWEET MARY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT THE F^CK”
Crw hurriedly wheeled backwards, cursing loudly as the monsters where released. Seriously? Not all of us can fight, @ssh0les. Backing up against the enclosure, Crow considered their options. Avoid the fight and possibly die, or attempt to summon some stuff and maybe live. Those people had said that they’d help if things went wrong, but that seemed very unlikely, considering they were way up, safe in their little boxes.
Sighing, Crow allowed the little kitten ghost on their lap, connected to them by a silvery string flowing from their fingers, to dissipate back to the afterlife, before taking a few deep breaths. They had never tried to summon more than one thing before. Was it even possible? there was only one way to find out.
Digging inside themselves, Crow closed their eyes, before opening them again to see Death’s Gate. They could walk in this place, seeing as it was in their mind. It was nice, in that way. Striding over to the door, Crow rapped on it thrice, sharply.
I need an army, They called. Come on! I don’t want to die
Opening their eyes for real this time, Crow drew on a bank of power inside of them, watching in delight as ghostly forms gathered them selves into… about 30 5yr olds.
“Oh come on!” It’s the best I’ve got.
Grimacing, Crow instructed them to attack the monsters. At least they can’t get any more hurt, they guessed.
You had to admit though, those five year olds had some passion. They swarmed on each monster individually, working on knocking them out one at a time. Crow was almost proud to see it.
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WREN ALMSLY
As the monsters were released, Wren froze in their tracks.
“Oh gods no.”
They didn’t know how to fight. H-ll, all they could d-mn do was take other people’s injuries away from them. Backing into a corner, Wren considered their options. The best thing to do would either be to find someone to stop them from getting killed, and until they managed to do that, stay out of the way.
Dodging students and creatures alike, Wren was thrown to the ground multiple times before they managed to reach another wall. Some of these guys are terrifying, Wren thought to themselves, breathing hard. Maybe best to find a less destructive person. A flash of light caught their attention, and Wren ran over to it. Here we go, normal person with the powers of a light bulb, and a weapon. Not going to kill me. Perfect.
“Uh, hi,” Wren said, dodging as another Enemy pounced. “You don’t happen to have another one of those weapons, do you?”
Please have another weapon. I want to be good for a little more than healing people.
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