King James School for Superheroes - RP Thread

Aki's eyes widen as she saw the diplomat was still here, "Oh, sorry, I did not think you would still be around. Did you have business with father? I believe the servants should have told you he would not be here, yes?" She replied, returning his disdain for Lee, with her usual ice cold demeanor. Though she also never bothered to ask for his name either. She then looks at Mei, who was struggling to play properly. "And yes, he is." Aki adds, "I am sure his sister has already told you all about him?" She said, a bit curious what he and Mei were talking about. She attempts to take a peek in his mind, and unlike her telekinesis that makes her crimson eyes glow. Aki has trained well enough to leave no proof of her mind reading.
"Your father invited me to stay the night - I'm waiting on some documents I'll be bringing with me to America." The fat man says, his demeanor not changing this time. "Oh, not really. We were more just talking about her and you and the fact that you're going to an elite school together." He says, as Aki reaches out with her mind.
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Without trained defences, the man isn't able to stop Aki from peering into his mind, but as she tries to navigate through his thoughts, she finds them hard to parse through - keeping secrets as part of his job probably means that he's a more secretive kind of person, which bleeds into his mental barriers. Try as she might, Aki can't get past his surface level thoughts, the stuff he's thinking right now and isn't really guarding, though she can look if she chooses.
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Aki groans, feeling her collar tighten around her neck, her ass red raw from spanking, and her rear hole spread wide to accommodate his immense cock. "Hamamoto-san!" She cries out lewdly. "Oh Hamamoto-san, I'm coming again!" Her whole body twitches and shakes as she cums, but the fat man doesn't pause his relentless pounding for a moment, fucking her so much better than her boyfriend could. "Acting all cold, are you? I know what you're really like, dirty little slut."

Aki has to take a moment as she leaves his mind - the mental image was extremely vivid, her body starting to respond to it in the end, almost like it was real. The diplomat simply smiles innocently, hiding his perversion well. "Well, I should be getting to bed - I have to work early tomorrow. Good night, Aki-chan." He bows and leaves Aki alone with her boyfriend and his sister. "Hmph. Fatso seems to like you." Mei chuckles.
 
"Your father invited me to stay the night - I'm waiting on some documents I'll be bringing with me to America." The fat man says, his demeanor not changing this time. "Oh, not really. We were more just talking about her and you and the fact that you're going to an elite school together." He says, as Aki reaches out with her mind.
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Without trained defences, the man isn't able to stop Aki from peering into his mind, but as she tries to navigate through his thoughts, she finds them hard to parse through - keeping secrets as part of his job probably means that he's a more secretive kind of person, which bleeds into his mental barriers. Try as she might, Aki can't get past his surface level thoughts, the stuff he's thinking right now and isn't really guarding, though she can look if she chooses.
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Aki groans, feeling her collar tighten around her neck, her ass red raw from spanking, and her rear hole spread wide to accommodate his immense cock. "Hamamoto-san!" She cries out lewdly. "Oh Hamamoto-san, I'm coming again!" Her whole body twitches and shakes as she cums, but the fat man doesn't pause his relentless pounding for a moment, fucking her so much better than her boyfriend could. "Acting all cold, are you? I know what you're really like, dirty little slut."

Aki has to take a moment as she leaves his mind - the mental image was extremely vivid, her body starting to respond to it in the end, almost like it was real. The diplomat simply smiles innocently, hiding his perversion well. "Well, I should be getting to bed - I have to work early tomorrow. Good night, Aki-chan." He bows and leaves Aki alone with her boyfriend and his sister. "Hmph. Fatso seems to like you." Mei chuckles.

"I see." Aki replied sharply, a bit annoyed that she couldn't even peek into this bastard's mind. However, as she sees the strong mental image in his mind, of her wearing a collar, while he takes her from behind. The heiress shudders, having no experience seeing a thought this powerful, which was also being directed at her. "Tsk... pig." She said under her breath, gritting her teeth, and clenching her fist to regain her composure. "Good night." She replies, not even bothering to look at him. But more than that, she was trying to keep her body from quivering, strangely despite only peeking at his mind. It was almost as if she could feel what he was thinking of doing to her.

Once Hamamoto left, Aki takes a deep breath. "Yes, I suppose he does." She replies to Mei's taunts, "While I am sure he has also taking a liking to you. Since you must remind him of his little daughter." She adds, since she couldn't peek at the pig's mind. She decides to poke around Mei's to see what they were discussing.
 
"I might be a thief, but I have some honor - I never leave a woman unsatisfied." Mouse grins, moving in and moaning softly as Sophia touches her, the heiress feeling the heft of one of the thief's breasts. "Are we going to do this standing, or are we going to ruin another mattress?" Mouse's arms slip around the blonde, cupping her ass as she smirks.
“I'd rather not ruin mom's bed, so we'll use the floor. Take off whichever parts of your outfit you don't need and lie down on your back!” Sophia commanded as her hand moved the Mouse's crotch to her ass, cupping it in turn. “Mmm, nice butt!” She complimented her guest.
 
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Using her telekinesis, the shower cables screech and scream as they're bent out of shape, wrapping around the tendril. But Tia's prediction that the beast is a tentacle monster proves unfounded. Even as she restrains the antenna, the floor tiles shatter, as a huge, moss covered hand smashes through the ground.

Frowning at the development, Tia shook her head. Well, as close as to perfection she was, she still made mistakes here and then - but this still was merely a human.

But whoever she was dealing with, human or monster, was an idiot. To attack someone in showers was a cliche. But to attack blind - well, it was the attacker's won fault~

She stepped back, making sure she was not in water, as she opened all of the showers, quickly covering floor with water - because her idiot of attacker used pipes and clogged the drainage~ well, at least some of it.

Then she reached out for lightning and ripped it out of the calling, leaving electrical cables hanging. She might not be strongest with her power - but if you did not have strength, you get creative~

with vicious smile she used her power to connect electrical cable and water... with hand covered in water~

One fried dumbass, coming up~
 
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In response, Daniel sees a flash of light from one of the windows, followed by a loud bang, and he dodges instinctively. Sadly, he dodges the wrong way, and a bullet slams into his side. His body burns with pain, as he looks down, examining a gaping and bloody bullet wound.

He grits His teeth, looking at The wound.

"You should have aimed for The Head. This will heal in a Couple Minutes...but Not what I do with You"

Even under His Sunglasses His Eyes can now be Seen glowing Bright Red as He moves with supernatural Speed, making it Look Like He Teleports as He makes it over to The House, using His strenght to Run straight trough The Wall to Catch her by suprise.
 
"Oh, my poor boy is tired?" Lamia chuckles, her voice a mix of motherly concern and ruthless sensuous teasing, pressing her body up against him. "Well, I guess I'll have to leave you be, then..." He feels her breath hot on his cheek, as her chest presses against his arm. "Just so you know, if you're not too tired, there's a heist going on in the suite above this one. A woman pretending to be a maid is stealing some kind of documents. I bet you'd get brownie points with Sorceress if you stopped her. Or maybe you could let her go in exchange for her helping you with your...fatigue." She giggles. "Your decision. Until next time, my love." Lamia moves towards the window, vanishing as she leaps outside, and he's alone once more.
He tenses again as he gets closer, and his usual aggressiveness is faded completely by her not so subtly pointing out she knows exactly what his body is telling him to do. As she makes a flashy exit, his first move is to make a beeline for the bathroom, only to hesitate at the last second, remembering how easily she could be invisible without him even knowing.

She's...not still here, is she? ....god dammit.

The thought there was no guarantee if she actually left and was going to wait to see if he was seriously planning to do what she was thinking killed about any part of his body telling him to do it that way. He could still feel the flow of arousal, but felt his only realistic option was to hold it for now. Just with the possibility she might not have actually went away in mind, he gives a sigh, and decides he may as well probably do something about that whole heist thing, though even as he went, he still wasn't sure exactly what.
 
"You alright, baby?" Vincent raises an eyebrow, leaning in towards her. "You look tense."
"I'm f-ah-ine..." Magenta whined as the spirit within her vaginal canal stimulated every nerve ending in her overly sensitive hole, bringing her to the edge of orgasm but denying her a greatly desired climax. "I just need some air."

Mags bolted up from the couch and dashed for the door by the kitchen. She had thought it would lead to a restroom, but instead it opened out onto a patio with a retractable cover. Several round high tables dotted the outcrop with many booths lining the building wall. There were a handful of people at a table and a few more at one of the booths enjoying the sunshine and snack. The redhead felt eyes turn towards her when she burst through the door, but thankfully no one approached. Around the edge of the patio was a glass railing and Magenta hurried to it. She gripped the railing firmly with her hands and bent at the waist, bringing her head between her outstretched arms.

Looking down at her pussy, face masked by her hair she hissed quietly. "Stop it!"

Give. Me. Cock. Her passenger insisted emphasizing every word.

"Not now-"

Yes NOW!

"Ugh!-" Magenta half moaned half whimpered as her pussy flared again. The young woman's knees went weak and buckled and she relied on her grip on the railing to keep herself from collapsing to the ground. Maggie focused on her breathing and struggled to straighten herself; her face was flushed with arousal and effort and small beads of sweat were beginning to form on her brow. She could feel eyes from the patio dwellers move towards her again and looking down she saw she'd drawn attention from people in a jacuzzi adjacent to the swimming pool. Embarrassed she did her best to ignore all of them.

"No." Mags stated emphatically.

Then she head footsteps approach from behind her. "You okay girl?"

Magenta didn't turn to face whomever was approaching her as the spirit intensified its assault, this time striking the nerve endings in her clit. Instead she just nodded hastily. "Mmm-hmm."
 
"I see." Aki replied sharply, a bit annoyed that she couldn't even peek into this bastard's mind. However, as she sees the strong mental image in his mind, of her wearing a collar, while he takes her from behind. The heiress shudders, having no experience seeing a thought this powerful, which was also being directed at her. "Tsk... pig." She said under her breath, gritting her teeth, and clenching her fist to regain her composure. "Good night." She replies, not even bothering to look at him. But more than that, she was trying to keep her body from quivering, strangely despite only peeking at his mind. It was almost as if she could feel what he was thinking of doing to her.

Once Hamamoto left, Aki takes a deep breath. "Yes, I suppose he does." She replies to Mei's taunts, "While I am sure he has also taking a liking to you. Since you must remind him of his little daughter." She adds, since she couldn't peek at the pig's mind. She decides to poke around Mei's to see what they were discussing.
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Reaching out, Aki's surprised to find Mei's mind a lot easier to get into than Hamamoto's. The short term memories she finds are actually rather amusing - the diplomat actually was reminded of his own child by Mei. It seems that while the sight of Aki inspires ravenous lust in the fat man, the sight of the flat chested, young looking Aki inspires nothing of the sort. Aki's not sure if she should be proud of having a pervert be more attracted to her than another girl, but it's hard to say she isn't a little.

Mei suppresses a grumble at the bustier girl's words, but doesn't really have a come back. "Well... Weren't we supposed to be discussing our training at the school? Or is your memory that bad?"
 
“I'd rather not ruin mom's bed, so we'll use the floor. Take off whichever parts of your outfit you don't need and lie down on your back!” Sophia commanded as her hand moved the Mouse's crotch to her ass, cupping it in turn. “Mmm, nice butt!” She complimented her guest.
"Bossy little brat, aren't you?" Mouse chuckles, as she pulls away her clothing, looking at Sophia.
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"You're isn't too bad, either." She chuckles.
 
Frowning at the development, Tia shook her head. Well, as close as to perfection she was, she still made mistakes here and then - but this still was merely a human.

But whoever she was dealing with, human or monster, was an idiot. To attack someone in showers was a cliche. But to attack blind - well, it was the attacker's won fault~

She stepped back, making sure she was not in water, as she opened all of the showers, quickly covering floor with water - because her idiot of attacker used pipes and clogged the drainage~ well, at least some of it.

Then she reached out for lightning and ripped it out of the calling, leaving electrical cables hanging. She might not be strongest with her power - but if you did not have strength, you get creative~

with vicious smile she used her power to connect electrical cable and water... with hand covered in water~

One fried dumbass, coming up~
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The room starts to smell of smoke, as electricity crackles and the moss covered hand catches alight. Even as the hand blazes, though another smashes through the tiles, gripping the ground as the large...whatever it is prepares to leap up into the room.
 
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Reaching out, Aki's surprised to find Mei's mind a lot easier to get into than Hamamoto's. The short term memories she finds are actually rather amusing - the diplomat actually was reminded of his own child by Mei. It seems that while the sight of Aki inspires ravenous lust in the fat man, the sight of the flat chested, young looking Aki inspires nothing of the sort. Aki's not sure if she should be proud of having a pervert be more attracted to her than another girl, but it's hard to say she isn't a little.

Mei suppresses a grumble at the bustier girl's words, but doesn't really have a come back. "Well... Weren't we supposed to be discussing our training at the school? Or is your memory that bad?"

"Hmm." Aki hides her disappointment at finding nothing, instead focusing on the amusing image. Though she doesn't find the fat man's lust toward her amusing in the slightest, she was still proud to elicit such a reactions. After all, she knows an emotional target is easier to sway.

But as Mei mentions their training, "Oh?" Aki raised an eyebrow, "Sorry, I didn't pay it any mind, after all. Who knows what sort of training we would be subjected to in that school." She replied, since an academy for those with gifts like theirs was new to the entire world. "Still, I'd love to hear what you have in mind." She smirks, moving toward the pool table, and setting it up. "Perhaps we can even have a quick match while chatting?" She smirks, letting Mei take the first shot.
 
He grits His teeth, looking at The wound.

"You should have aimed for The Head. This will heal in a Couple Minutes...but Not what I do with You"

Even under His Sunglasses His Eyes can now be Seen glowing Bright Red as He moves with supernatural Speed, making it Look Like He Teleports as He makes it over to The House, using His strenght to Run straight trough The Wall to Catch her by suprise.
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"Thanks for the heads up." The words come back clearly as he leaps - a bullet catching the side of his head and deflecting off his skull, the force of it knocking the villain on his ass in front of the house, as he bleeds from his temple.
 
He tenses again as he gets closer, and his usual aggressiveness is faded completely by her not so subtly pointing out she knows exactly what his body is telling him to do. As she makes a flashy exit, his first move is to make a beeline for the bathroom, only to hesitate at the last second, remembering how easily she could be invisible without him even knowing.

She's...not still here, is she? ....god dammit.

The thought there was no guarantee if she actually left and was going to wait to see if he was seriously planning to do what she was thinking killed about any part of his body telling him to do it that way. He could still feel the flow of arousal, but felt his only realistic option was to hold it for now. Just with the possibility she might not have actually went away in mind, he gives a sigh, and decides he may as well probably do something about that whole heist thing, though even as he went, he still wasn't sure exactly what.
Not sure whether his mother really left, the young man makes his way out of the room and upstairs, willing his hard-on to subside. Arriving in a fancy but generic hallway, he spots one of the doors rapidly closing, a cleaning cart out in the hall next to it. From inside the room, she hears a thump on the ground.
 
"I'm f-ah-ine..." Magenta whined as the spirit within her vaginal canal stimulated every nerve ending in her overly sensitive hole, bringing her to the edge of orgasm but denying her a greatly desired climax. "I just need some air."

Mags bolted up from the couch and dashed for the door by the kitchen. She had thought it would lead to a restroom, but instead it opened out onto a patio with a retractable cover. Several round high tables dotted the outcrop with many booths lining the building wall. There were a handful of people at a table and a few more at one of the booths enjoying the sunshine and snack. The redhead felt eyes turn towards her when she burst through the door, but thankfully no one approached. Around the edge of the patio was a glass railing and Magenta hurried to it. She gripped the railing firmly with her hands and bent at the waist, bringing her head between her outstretched arms.

Looking down at her pussy, face masked by her hair she hissed quietly. "Stop it!"

Give. Me. Cock. Her passenger insisted emphasizing every word.

"Not now-"

Yes NOW!

"Ugh!-" Magenta half moaned half whimpered as her pussy flared again. The young woman's knees went weak and buckled and she relied on her grip on the railing to keep herself from collapsing to the ground. Maggie focused on her breathing and struggled to straighten herself; her face was flushed with arousal and effort and small beads of sweat were beginning to form on her brow. She could feel eyes from the patio dwellers move towards her again and looking down she saw she'd drawn attention from people in a jacuzzi adjacent to the swimming pool. Embarrassed she did her best to ignore all of them.

"No." Mags stated emphatically.

Then she head footsteps approach from behind her. "You okay girl?"

Magenta didn't turn to face whomever was approaching her as the spirit intensified its assault, this time striking the nerve endings in her clit. Instead she just nodded hastily. "Mmm-hmm."
"Hey, Mags, I'm gonna call the nurse, okay?" Violet says, approaching the railing. "You look really under the weather."
 
"Hmm." Aki hides her disappointment at finding nothing, instead focusing on the amusing image. Though she doesn't find the fat man's lust toward her amusing in the slightest, she was still proud to elicit such a reactions. After all, she knows an emotional target is easier to sway.

But as Mei mentions their training, "Oh?" Aki raised an eyebrow, "Sorry, I didn't pay it any mind, after all. Who knows what sort of training we would be subjected to in that school." She replied, since an academy for those with gifts like theirs was new to the entire world. "Still, I'd love to hear what you have in mind." She smirks, moving toward the pool table, and setting it up. "Perhaps we can even have a quick match while chatting?" She smirks, letting Mei take the first shot.
"Good idea..." Mei reaches out her hand, and one of the thick ivory pool balls floats into the air. "H-Hey, Mei?" Lee says in confusion, as his sister smirks. Aki gets the sense that she's probably about to send the ball her way - something that likely won't be pleasant if she can't block it. Still, the flat chested girl gives her rival time to back out.
 
"Good idea..." Mei reaches out her hand, and one of the thick ivory pool balls floats into the air. "H-Hey, Mei?" Lee says in confusion, as his sister smirks. Aki gets the sense that she's probably about to send the ball her way - something that likely won't be pleasant if she can't block it. Still, the flat chested girl gives her rival time to back out.

"Oho?" Aki smirks, so her rival also had telekinesis. "Not to worry, Lee. Just a little... friendly competition." She hums, standing her ground as she's lined up the balls into a neat triangle. "It's your shot." The heiress grins, ready to use her own powers should the ball fly towards her. Though she'd doubt it, after all, if you get violent, that means you've lost. At least that's how she was raised, since there are more ways to really get back at those you hate.
 
Not sure whether his mother really left, the young man makes his way out of the room and upstairs, willing his hard-on to subside. Arriving in a fancy but generic hallway, he spots one of the doors rapidly closing, a cleaning cart out in the hall next to it. From inside the room, she hears a thump on the ground.
What's the legal process for this anyway?

The thought crossed his mind, but did nothing for him simply taking the most straightforward possible approach of just going right towards that room. The person was obviously in a panic. If they really were just cleaning staff why would they be afraid of someone unexpected entering the hallway? They were obviously doing something they shouldn't be. It didn't take a genius to figure that.

With that in mind, he walked to the door, with a dozen thoughts crossing his head like who he should tell, what about collateral damage, or how he should go about trying to take his plan of action. This all died down, as his neurons and synapses fired, the full picture and solution becoming clear as he processed it, coming right up to the door as his mind flowed gathering what information and data inputs it could, before concluding to it's most logical course of action.

Punch it.

With that impulse having won out, he didn't hesitate to attempt to slam his knuckle into the door to force it open.
 
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The room starts to smell of smoke, as electricity crackles and the moss covered hand catches alight. Even as the hand blazes, though another smashes through the tiles, gripping the ground as the large...whatever it is prepares to leap up into the room.

Tia frowned as the idiot was not stopping. Maybe it was a masochist? She took a step back, making sure she was next to exit.

She then prepared her power to move the water and cables - she would aim at eyes and mouth - maybe a direct route would do more damage.

If not, she was going to run! She knew to choose her battles.
 
"Hey, Mags, I'm gonna call the nurse, okay?" Violet says, approaching the railing. "You look really under the weather."
"Mmm..." Magenta moaned and shook her head. "N-no Vi, I-I'm fine. I just need a minute." She shifted her weight and focused on controlling her breathing even as the spirit played with the nerve endings in her canal. "I don't think the nurse will be able to help me much anyway."

"Why not? Do you know what it is? Wanna tell me what's going on?" Violet asked concerned.

Mags struggled through the pleasure and tried to grow accustomed to the torment the entity was inflicting upon her. Thankfully, with her sister there concerned it seemed to die down somewhat. After a couple more deep breaths Maggy forced a smile. "Maybe later, not here."

"Wanna go back to the dorm?"

In fact Magenta did want to go back to their dorm and masturbate until she couldn't cum anymore. She also didn't want to ruin her sister's socializing, but reasoned that she may have already done that. "I think I'll do that." she said to ease Violet's concerns. "But honestly Vi you should stay here and hang out for a while. I'll text you when I get there, okay?"

Magenta knew her sister cared about her, and she doubted her twin would let her walk back to their dorm room alone. If she wanted to accompany her she'd do her best to kick her out and send her back to socialize once she was safely in bed, otherwise she was fairly confident if she avoided people she would be fine.
 
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"Thanks for the heads up." The words come back clearly as he leaps - a bullet catching the side of his head and deflecting off his skull, the force of it knocking the villain on his ass in front of the house, as he bleeds from his temple.

He glares, removing His glasses and opens Fire himself with His Magnum while running zigzag and eventually jumping and crashing trough The Rooftop into The House.
 
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