School For Gods (Kamigami no tame no gakkō)

"Oh...alright, see you later, Ming Yue."
Those were the only words I managed to get out before Ming Yue left the room. I scratch my head a little in confusion...something about the way she was acting just now seemed kinda...odd. I wonder...maybe she's still nervous on her first day of school. Or maybe she's just really tired from a long trip to get here. I shrug my shoulders when suddenly, I hear the headmistress' voice call out! Another announcement! I turn around and give my full attention to her as she goes through the rules, paying careful attention and nodding my head at everything she says. When she finishes and asks if we have any questions, I take a deep breath, fall down on one knee and lower my head.
"No questions at all, Headmistress Lenora! However...I would like to take this moment to express my deepest gratitude to you for your role as our mentor and headmistress! I, Roy Raghnall of the Raghnall clan, am both humbled and overjoyed to devote myself to your wise teachings and guidance, as if my very life and honor depended upon every last word!! THIS, I DO SOLEMNLY SWEAR!!!"
I can feel a few tears stream down from my eyes...but it doesn't matter to me. I must prove myself as a man of honor, integrity, loyalty and justice! I will let my soul BURN ABLAZE AND LIGHT THE PATH TO MY DESTINY!

 

Luther felt something crawling on his shoe, and shortly after it made a squeak when he looked down he saw it was a turtle. He leaned over and picked the turtle up. He placed it on his shoulder. And made sure it would be stable.

"Hey little buddy. Hope you don't mind riding along with me, I Dont know where you're supposed to be. So I guess I'll just keep you around for a while." He smiled meeting his first friend in the school. Which was ironically a turtle.

Luther got up from his seat carefully and made sure the turtle would be safe with each step. Once he walked passed Roy he couldn't help but keep his comments to himself. The way he acted was far too noble and felt like he was trying to hard.

"Can you shut up about your family name. And above all stop being a kiss ass. No one cares. And it's quite honestly annoying the hell out of me." Saying no other words he walked out of the auditorium and into the hallway. He talked to the turtle. He still had a lot of immaturity in himself.

"Sorry about losing my cool there. I just get annoyed when people try so hard to be chivalrous of noble. It comes off as being better than another to some people. Anyway, I don't really have anything settled here yet. So I guess we can wander aimlessly till we run into someone or until I get called... I wonder what those 2 students were arguing about in the auditorium. I think their names were Sarah and Riley. Eh. I'm just rambling now."

Luther continued walking not saying a word he had pep in his step and was ready to take on whatever was brought in front of him.

 

I turn around when I hear someone talking to me and find another student giving me a pretty nasty glare. What's his problem? And he's walking away before I even have a chance to say anything back!
"I am being no such thing! I mean every single word I said, though I suppose someone like you who seems to care nothing about how much of an honor it is to be here would never be able to appreciate that!"
I clench my fist, knowing that I can do nothing but watch him walk away. I never could stand arrogant people like him who look down on others with a smug, self-important glare in their eyes! Wait...what am I doing?! I haven't been properly dismissed by Headmistress Lenora yet! I immediately get back down on one knee and lower my head again.
"I apologize! I acted out of turn, and I deeply regret those actions!"
Could this day be off to a worse start?! No matter what I do, it seems like I keep humiliating myself!

 

Joseph walks to the table with all the papers, he realises he has no pen or pencil. He looks around for any person with a pen in their pocket that he could snatch. A boy who is walking by has two pens, immediately he grabs for one of the pens and starts writing on the paper quickly.

"I really don't care what room. No allergies. Limiters not needed and I won't explode."

Once done he quickly put the lid back on and puts it back into the boys pocket before he walked past. Joseph went to the back of the hall and leaned against the wall.
"Heh, the kid never noticed."

 

Haldor saw Lorena 5 appear next to them and heard her question.
"Yeah I wish it would work like that. I can only teleport to someones prayer. Or at least to the area where they've said the prayer."
And hearing the worlds prayers every second of the day will get to you.

He went up to the sign up sheet and filled it out.

Room Arrangements: really doesn't matter
Allergies: don't have any
Limiters: unless you can stop all of these prayers form constantly popping into my head, I really don't think they are necessary.
Features you would like to have access to in your room: besides the basics, like electricity and internet, I would need a really good sound system so I can drown out the prayers in my head enough to think. Also a heavy weight punching bag would be a good idea.
Will I explode if punched?: Not that I know of, but I probably could take the punch.

Okay that should do it. As he finished he heard the headmistress and her announcements.
so this is a closed campus. well looks like you won't be needing to answer any prayers outside of school. hopefully I can learn how to handle this prayer tracking skills.
Haldor went over and grabbed some macadamia cookies. Might as well wait around, see what else happens.

 

He moved over to the table, like the rest of the new students, and filled in the form.
Room Arrangements: Single, secluded.
Allergies: N/A
Features you would like to have access to in your room: Food Storage and Preparation amenities, Internet access as well as access to the school's reference material, personal bathroom.
He then went back to the section titled 'Limiters' and smirked.
Limiters: Just try.
He put down the pen, and left the auditorium. He'd wasted enough time here already, and he had no desire to mingle.

 

"Hey Sam. I'm gonna go fill out one of those forums. You can join me if you want." I told her as I waved goodbye to the woman who was talking to us. Once I got to the table I began to fill out the forum.

Room Arrangements: I don't really care to be honest.
Allergies: I'm immune to poisons so I doubt that I have any allergies at this point.
Features you would like to have access to in your room: Bathroom and internet would be nice.
Limiters: None of my powers are really so much as to need limiters put on them.
Will I explode if punched?: Nope. Trust me, I've been punched before.

 

I get up off the floor and smile slightly at the girl whom also scared me almost out of my wits. "Sorry I shouted at you." I say to her. "My name is Nadia." I can feel my smile grow slightly. "I'm going to fill out the rooming form and get something to eat, see you around." I wave slightly, as I walk towards the forms on the table.

Room Arrangements: I'd prefer a room to myself
Allergies: none that I'm aware of.
Features you would like to have access to in your room: bathroom, internet (wifi), and laptop. Also a room that won't be destroyed by my vectors, and gravity attacks would also be a plus
Limiters: at this point, I see no reason to limit myself, since I'm here to learn how to control my powers
Will I explode if punched?: I really don't think so...but I'd be more worried about the person punching me, than whether or not I'll explode.

 

Sam waved to the girl. "Sorry! But we need to fill out these forums." She bowed then trailed Grant to the table with the papers.

Room Arrangements: A room with Grant Hartfield?
Allergies: I am allergic to a very rare species of giant naked mole rat
Features: bathroom, internet, drawing utensils
Limiters: none
Will I explode if punched?: No but I will cry.

 

A young woman cloaked in tan robes moved slowly through a dark city. This particular place had been claimed long ago by a desert that had been created by one of the early titanic battles between good and evil. Back in the early years of the Awakening, hundreds of thousands of small scale fights escalated into apocalyptic destruction. As humanity was inched closer and closer to extinction, the Founders came together to create the School for Gods; an academy to teach control and restraint to those who found themselves burdened with super powers. With an emphasis placed on reuniting and rebuilding mankind. It had been the shining light that ultimately saved mankind and the earth as a whole. An added benefit was the destruction of the long held Good v. Evil stance that had been fastidiously adhered to ever since super heroes had been fiction only.
With the school's teachings, the super powered community became one, instead of two hostile factions. With the long fought for cohesion those with the necessary abilities came together to heal the scared Earth as much as possible.

The young woman moved through the sand filled city with an odd, shambling gait. The creature was frozen in the shadows it was hiding in. The sand rose up around its hooves and caught hold of it. The deer-like creature attempted to free itself but could not beat the force holding it in place. In one motion, Kali launched the dagger into the deer's heart. It thrashed a few more times before toppling over as much as the sand would allow. Pulling the small kit from beneath her robes, she set about skinning and sectioning the animal up into meals.
If this had been a forest, and I a regular predator; perhaps this poor thing would still be alive. Kali mused to herself in thought as she mindlessly went about her task. Unfortunately for the sand deer, and the other unfortunate animals that found themselves magically in a desert when their original habitat was changed; life was and survival were hard fought. But they, as well as the human tribes that lived in what had been a heavily forested area, were learning how to live in the desert.

Once the animal had been carved into nicely wrapped and sand free packets, Kali whistled a three tone tune twice and waited. She had gone deep into the city and it would take her sand bear a little while to find her. While she waited, she set about cleaning the bones of the small gobbits of flesh that still clung to them. Bones were just as valuable as meat these days.
A shifting sound in the sands behind her stopped her actions immediately. When it came again, closer than before, Kali spun and drew the bone-handled short sword from its scabbard on her back. Sword point leading the way, she slowly inched her way to the mouth of the dead end alley. A dark shape launched itself at her face with a pair of glowing sulfurous eyes. Rolling out of the way she brought her weapon up again, preparing herself for the unwanted battle. She knew that the smell of raw meat and spilled blood would bring other predators, but she had hoped for more time before that happened.

An odd mewling laughter came from the alley. The sound was obnoxious, but her mind was trying to get her not to hear it. Amping up her senses overcame most of the perception filter that was obscuring her view of the creature.
"Hello, Cecilia." The cat said once she was able to actively perceive him. The small tabby cat looked up at her from where it sat on the sand.
"Schrodinger." Kali said simply.
"That anyway to greet an old friend?" The cat asked, eyes locked onto her sword.
"Friends don't normally sneak up on one another in the middle of the night messing with peoples perception." She retorted sheathing her weapon. "They also call their friends by their preferred names."
"I still don't understand why you dislike your old name." Schrodinger said, rolling onto his back so that she could pet his belly.
"I don't dislike it, it simply brings too much attention."
"I see. That doesn't mean that you need to hide out in this desert. Most people have forgotten your face by now."
Kali cast her gaze up at the cloudless night sky, the moon cast it's pale light onto everything turning the sand into a snowy tundra. With a sigh she relented and petted the obnoxious cat. He'd been swatting her arm with his tail, like always, annoying her to the point of giving in simply to make him stop. Schrodinger gave a purr of approval.
"So what are you seeking me out for this time?" She asked changing the subject.
"You know what's going on right now?"
"Yes." Kali replied after some thought. "The School is starting a fresh year of students."
"Exactly."
"Why is this of importance to me?" She asked the cat curiously.
"Just that this year has some students that are worth keeping an eye on."
"I see. Though I have no doubt the staff can handle any trouble they'll be given. What have you seen?"
"Too much. Perhaps not enough." The cat said cryptically. "Anyway, I just thought you should know."

Getting up off the ground, Schrodinger leaped up onto what had once been a vending machine, that was now lying on its side and half buried in the sand. He said nothing until Kali gave him one final pat on the head.
"It's been a pleasure as always, Ms. Cecilia Fairgrove." He said before seeming to vanish into thin air.
"Bloody fur ball. Thinks he's some kind of god or something." Kali mumbled, not caring if Schrodinger was actually still around or not. Her faithful bear, Muzzy, came bounding around the alley head. Picking up the packs of meat and the now clean bones, she filled up his saddlebags before hopping up onto his back.
"Alright boy, let's get going. We're heading back to Unionville." The bear took off at a slow trot through the city, following its own tracks. Once they were cleared of the buildings, it took off in bounding strides through the still desert.

 

Mr Gunn took in all the forms, giving each one a cursory glance.
When he'd finished, he stood up and snapped a salute to Lenora, before booming out into the room again. "CLASS WILL COMMENCE IMMEDIATELY! YOU HAVE FIVE MINUTES TO MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE BATTLETRACK OUTSIDE BEFORE LESSON BEGINS! SHOULD YOU NOT BE PRESENT, THEN WE WILL REPEAT THE LESSON AT FOUR IN THE MORNING COVERED IN THE RAW SEWAGE FROM A LOCAL MEXICAN RESTAURANT! DISMISSED FOR FIVE, MAGGOTS!"
He marched offstage, ready to do some - he shuddered in distaste - paperwork. Even though it was only a quick set of signings, he despised paperwork. No-one had ever saved the world via paperwork. Granted, there was that one time he had averted nuclear armageddon by stuffing the instruction manual under a guidance lever, but no-one could seriously insist that counted. And if they did, he would summarily disagree. Probably by punching them.

"Surely you would not say that about a concert? If you miss one song, or even one note... a wealth of beauty lost forever. Could there be a more tragic fate?"
She barely seemed to be focusing on her instrument, and seemed to be playing purely subconsciously - her attention focused on the girl before her.

"Pretend A.I? I approve of your logic, but I am your teacher, Eren. I'm afraid that in order to do that, you'll need to fill out some PAPER forms, not online. If you hurry along to the track in the next five minutes, and ask your other teacher Mr Gunn to give you a form, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Mr Emate beamed. "I look forward to having you in my lab-er, in my classroom, ehehehe..."

 

He just ignored the military man, instead proceeding over to a lightly wooded area of the campus. He removed his coat and placed it on the ground beside him, before resting his palm on one of the trees.
Clean cut, straight through, leave the tree upright by avoiding the sides by 2mm.
He flexed his hand, and the tree shook, splitting horizontally through the trunk, barely leaving the sides untouched. Reaching into his trouser pocket, he pulled out a measuring tape, and held it against the right edge of the tree, the the left.
4mm on the right, 3mm on the left. Not good enough.

 

Eren sighed. "Very well. Though I don't see much point in it." Her body disintegrated into small clouds of black before vanishing completely. She appeared out on the track a few minutes later. her expression was emotionless as she watched other students slowly trudging out to join her.

"You do have a point with that. But something repeated over and over again eventually loses its meaning." Laine continued playing softly, mind on the conversation not the music necessarily. She knew the real reason she chose not to go. It was embarrassing. "I don't like being in large crowds." She said finally.

Sarah looked to Victor as Gunn shouted and screamed. Riley kept tugging on her arm, he'd pushed a piece of paper into her hand, not that she'd paid any mind to it. She was much more interested in the bizarre boy who could clone himself by being torn apart.

"Sarah, we should go out to the track. We don't want to get everyone in trouble." Riley said tugging on his sister's shoulder. She wasn't budging.

 

OOT: sorry Kii but story be advancing so I'm going to go with it

After hearing Mr Gunn yell about room arrangements I decide to go ahead and get those taken care of.
"If you'll excuse me miss, seems something of importance has come up so we will have to talk later"
I quickly walk back to the snack table and grabbed a form, Let's see:

Rooming arrangements: Paired with a female roommate if possible, if not single room
Allergies: None.
Limiters: Powers do that on their own, Solar is restricted by the day/night cycle and Digital by internet/data access. However if you would like you could make Wifi everywhere and stop the night then that would be great
Features you would like to have access to in your room: Large sized room, queen sized bed, prefect internet connection at optimal speed, A sky light that can me opened and closed, Top floor room placement, large windows with a deck, personal bathroom including bath/shower
Will you explode if any part of you gets punched: Technically no....... well if I'm in re-active armor mode my suit explodes to counter any incoming attacks so yeah just don't punch me when I'm wearing that, or blade-suit, or ..... yeah how about we just don't punch me while in a suit?

Having written down everything I needed to i went ahead and slipped the form back onto the table, as I did Mr. Gunn collected the papers and made the announcement to head out into the battle track. Battletrack? If t's anything likes it's name I'm assuming we are going to have a power-battle/race, if that's the case...... I surround myself with digital cubes until I become cover head to toe in a now different suit. Hmmm let's go standard armor plating, as I decide what i'm going to use my suit changes as well. I had plate armor covering me. Okay now if this is up to gunn it's going to be a course so will need some mobility, Climbing claws and Launch compressors should work. as I add those to my mental list of files need to access large metal claws are constructed on both my feet and fists, as well as cylindrical shaft appears on my fore arms and lower part of each leg. Ah there we go, now the fun part, weapons! Let see I'll load the rocket backpack so I can fire and forget if this is a race, the twin shoulder machine guns, and in case this involves a little hand to hand I'll load in the wrist plasma cutters. As soon as i chose the items they started appearing on me expect for the machine guns in there place was a mounting plate. Best to leave them deconstructed until i need them, last thing i want to do is look like I'm about to shoot up this place.
"Hehehe....I wonder just how much firepower it takes to kill a god?" I say to my self with a grin before strolling around the auditorium waiting for time to tick down until we all need to meet at the Battle-Track

 

He got up and walked out of the auditorium. He then proceeded to follow some people, thinking they would lead him to the Battletrack since he had no idea where it was. At this point he was not sure if he was in the right place or not. It looked like the right place to him, for whatever a Battletrack was supposed to look like. He took off his backpack and sat it on his lap as he sat down. Waiting for Mr. Gunn he place his backpack on the ground and laid back and rested his head on it.

 

I sighed when I heard what Mr. Gunn said. "So what do you think Sam? Should we go or skip it?" I laughed a bit. "You don't even have to say anything, I already know what your gonna say." I told her, rubbing her head. Shortly after I started to make my way to the track.


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Victor turned to look at Sarah and Riley. "You should probably listen to him. Mr. Gunn can be a scary person when angry. Plus I gotta head back to my office anyway." He told them with a fake smile. He knew he didn't need to fake his smile around the girl, but the boy didn't wasn't there when Luther blurted out. He patted Sarah on the shoulder and got up. He walked past Luther, glaring a bit at him.

 

She looked up at Luther who had just started to talk to her. Before she could say anything, Mr. Gunn started yelling at all the students to make their way to the battletrack. Frustrated, she climbed onto Luther's shoe to hitch a ride to the battletrack.
"Hey! You don't happen to have a higher place for me to hang out on? Oh! I know. Can you put me on your shoulder?"
Before he could even answer, one of her alien beasts came around and simply placed her on Luther's shoulder and vanished. Pleased, she let out a small squeak. Before she knew it, they were on their way to where they needed to go. On their way out, they passed Victor who seemed to give Luther a horrible glare. Feeling animosity pouring out of that man, she hissed and lurched forward a bit trying to nip at whatever appendage was in close reach but failed to latch onto anything. Instead, she lurched forward a bit too hard and almost fell off her ride's shoulder.

 

Sam fixed her hair then followed Grant to the track. Once there she sat down and pulled out her sketch book and colored pencils until the teacher arrived. She reached for her purple colored pencil, but she could not find it. "Oh no! I lost my purple colored pencil..." she sniffled a bit. "That was my favorite one..."

 

As Mr. Gunn finished shouting, Joseph got off the wall and decided to follow the crowd to the track. 'I wonder, do these guys know where it is?'

 

I sigh and follow the other students out of the building. 'Can't say that I'm thrilled about this.' I think to myself. 'I can only assume that someone wants to test out our abilities.'