King James School for Superheroes - RP Thread

"That is... impressive." Aki said in disbelief, Hearing that, I must acquire their technology at all costs! She thinks to herself, just getting an aircraft like this that can turn invisible to the naked eye, and travel great distances in short amounts of time. Just having logistics light that will make her future endeavors a breeze. Then as she watched Mei try to make conversation, "Hmm?" Aki raised an eyebrow, Is that her "type" then? She thinks to herself, holding back a smirk as her rival is immediately shot down. "Practice, I suppose that is what we'll be doing in the academy." The heiress hums, nodding. "Very well, some light exercise should work. What did you have in mind then?" She looks into Mei's eyes, smiling as she saw her rival's pig tail hairstyle. Maybe that's why she was shot down?
"Just a little kinesis training. We'll see how long we can levitate various objects." Mei starts floating one of her suitcases through the air. "Hmm, this is a little boring." She leans in after a few minutes. "Why don't we try a different type of training?" She leans in. "My brother liked it when you seduced him before, when we left. You should practice, so you get even better at it." She whispers. "Why not him?" She looks at the man piloting the jet. "Though maybe not - if I couldn't seduce him, there's no way someone like you could."
 
"I-Invisible guy?" Sophia sees her father raise an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
“Well, earlier today...” Sophia gave her father a quick recount of her encounter with the invisible man. “...that's what happened. So I can't help but be a little on edge. If there's more to this foreign business than you are telling me I'd like to know, please. Just in case...”
 
Tia frowned.

"Weren't the classes supposed to start in five days? I was scheduled to arrive in four days..." She crossed her arms under her bust. This was all wrong. The conclusion was - "All this, at my school, was planned, wasn't it?" She allowed her power to form an invisible dildo right between headmistress's legs, next to the floor - ready to ram it into her ass at moments notice. Tia wondered if she ever switched to fuck her body. "But why?" She brought hand to her chin as she slowly formed invisible collar, chains and gag, floating next to headmistress, ready to use them. "Was it a test... a threat... or an incentive, to join the school?" She looked at the headmistress.
(Sorry, my bad - I got the timeline wrong)
"We've moved them up." She responds calmly, remaining calm even as Tia begins her display. "Healthy skepticism is a useful tool for a hero, but paranoia isn't. And I don't think you want to be threatening someone rather more powerful than you are with sexual assault." The headmistress frowns. "No test, and no incentive. I didn't send that monster. Whatever it was, it seemed to have lethal intentions, and I'd never put a prospective student in danger."
 
"Just a little kinesis training. We'll see how long we can levitate various objects." Mei starts floating one of her suitcases through the air. "Hmm, this is a little boring." She leans in after a few minutes. "Why don't we try a different type of training?" She leans in. "My brother liked it when you seduced him before, when we left. You should practice, so you get even better at it." She whispers. "Why not him?" She looks at the man piloting the jet. "Though maybe not - if I couldn't seduce him, there's no way someone like you could."

"Levitation training, hmm." Aki tilts her head, using her own powers, which makes her crimson eyes glow as her carry on bag levitates in the air. Though she had perfect control, she sadly couldn't lift up anything too heavy for her own arms to carry. However, as Mei moves in to give her hypnotic suggestions, "Ghhhn, khhh." The heiress groans, "Why would I... seduce him." She replied, dropping her bag as her mind tries to resist. "I am certain you... nngh, failed due to that... hairstyle of yours." She adds, reminding her rival of the fact that she's won a bet.
 
"I mean, I suppose I get it. Sometimes people just try to annoy you and they don't know when to stop. I'd probably do the same if I was good at it." Miriam stutters, clearly worried she caused offense. "Oh, I didn't think... I didn't mean to imply..."
"Hey, it's fine. It is, what it is. I know I'm not really made for being the whole hero type anyway." He gave a kind of passive shrug, partly to show he wasn't bothered, and to keep up his front of being a cool kind of guy.

"I can fight, sure, but it's all I really know how to do. Don't get me wrong. I kind of have fun doing it and everything, but it's...I dunno. Like people looking at me like I'm seriously supposed to be this second coming of Atlas...but all I really know how to do is just beat the shit out of people. I kind of like that you're a total fucking nerd."

He paused, catching himself. Smooth.

"I'm sorry. That came out wrong. I just mean it like you can use your head in a way that I can't, in a million fucking years."
 
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"Holy shit, Mags..." Mark whispers, muscular chest heaving as he breathes excitedly. Some light from the projector bounces off the eyes of someone further down, and Magenta realises she had an audience for some or all of her display.
Upon realizing that she'd been caught, Magenta blushed and sunk into her seat while Mark stuffed his dick back into his pants. Once he was no longer exposed he dared to squeeze her hand in his again and she let him; he then chanced reaching an arm around her and holding her close to him and she let him again. The eyes that had caught her turned back to the movie, but often glanced back at the pair.

Fuck him.

Magenta startled but said nothing as she tried to enjoy the movie. Her passenger assaulted her sensitive pussy, playing each nerve ending and driving her near crazy. Mark's hand dared to cover and squeeze her breast over her dress and she let him, but her eyes locked with the person who once again turned to look at them.

Fuck him.

The two stared at each other for a long moment and Magenta bit her lip. She shuffled and kissed Mark's cheek before excusing herself, the young woman rose from her seat and moved to leave the viewing room. Her eyes caught with the person again as she past their row before she left the darkened room. The redhead rushed to the nearest exit which happened to lead to an ally behind the theater that had the refuse bins at the far end. Desperate to bring herself to orgasm, Magenta hiked the hem of her dress up around her waist and furiously plunged her fingers into her depths trying to climax.

Not without cock. The spirit warned.

Magenta ignored it and continued to masturbate. So frenzied was she that she failed to hear the door opening behind her.
 
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"Yes, ma'am. Package acquired - we're en route to your location." Max hears a woman talking as he's roused from his slumber. He can't see her, but recognises her voice - she'd said she was a TV producer, looking for contestants to be on a reality show - his desire for fame catching up with him again as he'd agreed to go off with her 'to see the studio'.

Max doesn't remember what happened after that, but given that he's bound and gagged and strapped hand and foot to some sort of chair, he can guess. From the hum of an engine, and the way the floor moves beneath him, he guesses he's in the back of a van or a truck - he can't be sure, given the black bag on top of his head. "He's awake." The woman says, and the bag is pulled away, his eyes painfully adjusting for a moment, before he gets another look at his captor.
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"Rise and shine, kid. Don't do anything stupid, and you won't get hurt." She says, seeming much less friendly than before. Behind her, Max sees two muscular thugs, electric batons in hand. "Ooh, he's awake? Put me on, put me on." Another female voice - this one more familiar to Max - says through the woman's radio. The kidnapper rolls her eyes, then shoves the radio next to Max's face. "Hey there, Maxxie. How're we feeling? They didn't give you too much of a hard time, did they?" Ashley Leth says in her regular, cheery tone of voice. Any response Max has comes out as a moan, due to the gag, and the kidnapper sighs, before pulling it out.

Max blinks once and then twice.

Using his powers of observation, he figures out he's gotten himself into another jam. "Oh no....."

He starts thinking things through. While he can see three people in the truck, there could be more, so it may not be worth it to go all in on a fight just yet. For now, he'll just use his words. Smirking at the radio as though the person on the other side could hear him, he starts speaking. "So you snuck up on me, knocked me out, and have me tied to a chair. Was that all? There has to be more to this amazing plan, right?"
 
(Sorry, my bad - I got the timeline wrong)
"We've moved them up." She responds calmly, remaining calm even as Tia begins her display. "Healthy skepticism is a useful tool for a hero, but paranoia isn't. And I don't think you want to be threatening someone rather more powerful than you are with sexual assault." The headmistress frowns. "No test, and no incentive. I didn't send that monster. Whatever it was, it seemed to have lethal intentions, and I'd never put a prospective student in danger."

(Well, it created a nice misunderstanding :) )

"Well, what a coincidence, just like that attack of the creature." Tia commented sarcastically. "How everything falls into place: oh, we moved the timeline and you would be late, but oh, you were attacked by a monster, but oh, your headmistress just happened to notice it and send a rescue team... how fortunate, indeed."

She said this, but was quite unnerved that the woman was able to notice her invisible preparations.

"What is a sexual assault to, how did you describe it - a creature with lethal intentions?" Tia snorted. "It does not compare."

After a moment she snapped her fingers and her powers disappeared. Conflict was something she could not win... and she had no evidence... Still, she wouldn't believe the woman as far as she could throw her. But she would keep an eye on that MILF and her minions. She took a step back and straightened.

"Thank you for introduction, Headmistress." She said in a neutral, bland voice. The need to know in her, burned. She turned around and left for her room.
 
“Well, earlier today...” Sophia gave her father a quick recount of her encounter with the invisible man. “...that's what happened. So I can't help but be a little on edge. If there's more to this foreign business than you are telling me I'd like to know, please. Just in case...”
"That's...rather disturbing, dear." The old man frowns as he hears Sophia's recollection of the tale.
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"No, I'm quite certain the two matters have nothing to do with each other. And if someone's after you, I'd rather that all your concentration be placed on that, then on my business." He frowns. "Go to your school, focus on your studies, and I will deal with my own business. Though I'm starting to have second thoughts about their ability to protect you. Perhaps I could hire a bodyguard?"
 
"Levitation training, hmm." Aki tilts her head, using her own powers, which makes her crimson eyes glow as her carry on bag levitates in the air. Though she had perfect control, she sadly couldn't lift up anything too heavy for her own arms to carry. However, as Mei moves in to give her hypnotic suggestions, "Ghhhn, khhh." The heiress groans, "Why would I... seduce him." She replied, dropping her bag as her mind tries to resist. "I am certain you... nngh, failed due to that... hairstyle of yours." She adds, reminding her rival of the fact that she's won a bet.
Mei grunts in anger, but doesn't let herself slip and say anything. Smirking smugly, she looks at Aki. "Hmph, you don't think you could do it? Predictable - though I didn't think you were such a coward you wouldn't even try." The girl plays on Aki's ego.
 
"Hey, it's fine. It is, what it is. I know I'm not really made for being the whole hero type anyway." He gave a kind of passive shrug, partly to show he wasn't bothered, and to keep up his front of being a cool kind of guy.

"I can fight, sure, but it's all I really know how to do. Don't get me wrong. I kind of have fun doing it and everything, but it's...I dunno. Like people looking at me like I'm seriously supposed to be this second coming of Atlas...but all I really know how to do is just beat the shit out of people. I kind of like that you're a total fucking nerd."

He paused, catching himself. Smooth.

"I'm sorry. That came out wrong. I just mean it like you can use your head in a way that I can't, in a million fucking years."
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Miriam gives a light, partially confident chuckle. "It's alright. It's, uh, not the first time someone's called me a nerd. And you found the sweetest way to say it. Kind of." Somehow, Miriam seemed to take that well.
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"You don't strike me as someone who's stupid, though." She smiles. "I-If you wanted, I could tutor you sometime - you know, if you feel like you're having trouble."
 
Upon realizing that she'd been caught, Magenta blushed and sunk into her seat while Mark stuffed his dick back into his pants. Once he was no longer exposed he dared to squeeze her hand in his again and she let him; he then chanced reaching an arm around her and holding her close to him and she let him again. The eyes that had caught her turned back to the movie, but often glanced back at the pair.

Fuck him.

Magenta startled but said nothing as she tried to enjoy the movie. Her passenger assaulted her sensitive pussy, playing each nerve ending and driving her near crazy. Mark's hand dared to cover and squeeze her breast over her dress and she let him, but her eyes locked with the person who once again turned to look at them.

Fuck him.

The two stared at each other for a long moment and Magenta bit her lip. She shuffled and kissed Mark's cheek before excusing herself, the young woman rose from her seat and moved to leave the viewing room. Her eyes caught with the person again as she past their row before she left the darkened room. The redhead rushed to the nearest exit which happened to lead to an ally behind the theater that had the refuse bins at the far end. Desperate to bring herself to orgasm, Magenta hiked the hem of her dress up around her waist and furiously plunged her fingers into her depths trying to climax.

Not without cock. The spirit warned.

Magenta ignored it and continued to masturbate. So frenzied was she that she failed to hear the door opening behind her.
Biting her lip to keep from moaning as she furiously touches herself, Magenta isn't aware of the man approaching her from behind until she feels rough hands gripping her hips. "Sheeeit, baby..." She hears a voice grunt against her ear, breath hot against her skin. "Suckin' off your bf in the theatre, makin' eyes with me after, then coming out here to masturbate. You's a bad bitch." He snakes a hand around her waist, lifting her clitoral veil and giving her sensitive nub a squeeze - making her pleasure rise higher, as her fingers haven't left her snatch since he arrived.
 
Max blinks once and then twice.

Using his powers of observation, he figures out he's gotten himself into another jam. "Oh no....."

He starts thinking things through. While he can see three people in the truck, there could be more, so it may not be worth it to go all in on a fight just yet. For now, he'll just use his words. Smirking at the radio as though the person on the other side could hear him, he starts speaking. "So you snuck up on me, knocked me out, and have me tied to a chair. Was that all? There has to be more to this amazing plan, right?"
"It seemed kinda sufficient, actually." Leth's chuckling voice crackles through the radio. "Given that I've got you exactly where I want you. Well, not exactly. Your place is in one of our very comfortable research centers." She says, tone making her sound like she's doing an ad read for her company. "You know, if you'd just been cooperative, we could have done this the easy way."
 
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Miriam gives a light, partially confident chuckle. "It's alright. It's, uh, not the first time someone's called me a nerd. And you found the sweetest way to say it. Kind of." Somehow, Miriam seemed to take that well.
+1 Miriam Reputation

"You don't strike me as someone who's stupid, though." She smiles. "I-If you wanted, I could tutor you sometime - you know, if you feel like you're having trouble."
That sounded like his in, to him.

“I’m definitely going to have to take you up on that.”
 
"I'll do my best." She gives his hand a firm squeeze. "You're another first year, right? Don't suppose you're in the mood for some training? Or to be a guinea pig as I test out a new move?"
Victor nodded, 'First year, yes. Training? I wouldn't mind a bit of training but I'm not really dressed for sparring right now.' He scratched his head, 'Heh, what would that new move entail exactly?'
 
"That's...rather disturbing, dear." The old man frowns as he hears Sophia's recollection of the tale.
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"No, I'm quite certain the two matters have nothing to do with each other. And if someone's after you, I'd rather that all your concentration be placed on that, then on my business." He frowns. "Go to your school, focus on your studies, and I will deal with my own business. Though I'm starting to have second thoughts about their ability to protect you. Perhaps I could hire a bodyguard?"
“Very well, father, if you are sure about that...” Sophia nodded in agreement. While she was far from convinced she could see that her father would not budge, at least at this time. “Thank you for the offer, but that won't be necessary. I am sure I will much better defended at the school than we both expect. If you are going to hire any new bodyguards, hire some for yourself, mother and Julia. I appreciate the offer, though, and if I ever feel that I might need an extra bodyguard I will let you know.” She smiled at her father, trying to reassure him. “Anyway, how are you doing? Not overworking yourself, I hope?” She decided to change the topic.
 
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