EPIC M&M: Issue 2 (IC)

Calinon

First Post
September 15, 2120
Mega-City of New York
EPIC Institute
2:30 PM

EPIC Roll Call: Sanchez, Jun Po, Kodiak, Trailblazer, Empath, Sandstorm

The Past Few Weeks
A little over two weeks has gone by since your rude welcoming to New York. You were given a few days of rest, during which both Cosmo and Jackal seem to have recovered. Neither will discuss what happened in the cab of the train, and both have returned to their former shining personalities.

After a few days to rest, recover and acclamate yourselves to the EPIC facility, classes have started. Your teachers include both EPIC heroes and other instructors for various classes:
Reading, Writing, Languages: Ms. Desrochers (Empath)
Physics, Chemistry, Shop: Mrs. Sanchez (Sanchez)
Mathematics, Biology: Mr. Cale
History, Social Studies: Mr. Donovan
Ethics, Investigation, Law: Thunder, Titan
Physical Education: Miss Rondiq, Kodiak
Classes are made challenging for those of any intellect level. In addition to these classes, you are all required to undergo rigorous training in combat and defense, as well as training designed to help you build your powers. These are run mainly by Jun Po and Sandstorm, both of whom push you to the brink of your abilities daily. You have become so busy that by the end of most days you don’t have the energy to consider leaving the compound.

Over the last few weeks you’ve grown accustomed to your non-EPIC teachers. Grandmother is the school headmaster. Miss Rondiq, a strange mutant with telekenetic powers has a third eye in the middle of her forehead. That third eye is always watching and seems to move independently of her other two. Mr. Donovan is covered head-to-toe in green scales. He slurs his “S” sounds, making him sound somewhat snakelike in nature, but once you got past that, you found his classes both entertaining and engrossing. Perhaps most liked of the three teachers, however, is small Mr. Cale. Standing just under three feet in height, Mr. Cale is definitely a small person. He is an exciteable man, often going into off the cuff tirades of various popular television shows that apply to the subjects he teaches, lamenting their inaccuracies and challenging you to prove him wrong. All three teachers, along with Grandmother, stay in the appropriate dorms, and act as both consellors and chaperones, along with their teaching duties.

About a week into courses, those who were in Europe and Africa returned. However, Merlin is still absent. The return of Trailblazer, Jun Po and Kodiak’s return marked the start of school sport teams, and tomorrow is when teams will be announced for soccer, baseball, basketball, martial arts (including wrestling), swimming, track and field and fencing teams.

You’ve learned quite a bit about the members of EPIC.

Thunder takes his duty very seriously, far too seriously in many of your minds. He radiates a nearly tangible aura of leadership however. He has been working very diligently to sway the media view of Vincent. Obviously he’s done something right, as the horde of reporters outside EPIC HQ has vanished recently.

Titan lives up to his party-animal image, and is nearly never on campus during evening hours. Despite late nights, he always seems wide awake and ready to teach or help.

Sanchez is by far the most easy-going of the members, and though she is still waiting for an apology from Raisa, she certainly doesn’t treat her any different from the other students.
Empath, you discovered, really and truly hates her hero name. It took about three minutes for everyone to start referring to her as Ms. Desrochers. While all the boys ogle Empath, everyone also quickly realized that she and Sandstorm have some sort of “secret” relationship going on.

Jun Po, Kodiak and Trailblazer are nearly never apart, the latter two constantly engaging in prank playing on each other, and occasionally on the students. The “hot-dog vendor” prank is already in use by many students.

Nova is pretty much impossible to get near to, something quickly discovered by Vincent. An introduction by Vince ended in a trip to the hospital when he mistakenly believed his immunity to heat would protect him from her fiery aura. Since then, Nova has remained distant from the students, and you see her constantly practicing with Thunder on the EPIC grounds, trying to control her wild powers.

Most non-school conversation, however, has revolved around the attacks. Many theories have been bantered about, fueled by Tara and Vince’s tale of the EPIC meeting. A few days ago, Thunder, Titan and Nova left to follow up on a lead on the whereabouts of Ace McCoy, leader of MERC.

Today
The late afternoon sun shines through the windows of the Mr. Donovan’s Social Studies class. Studying the history of the former World Government is far from the most interesting topic this close to the final bell. Down in front of the school, a bus pulls up, and you suddenly remember that everyone who wants to go is going to the NYC Metropolitan Mall! Finally, a chance to get some real stuff!

“Alright, I can sssssee I’ve already losssst you to a ssssshopping sssspree,” Mr. Donovan hisses out. “We’ll continue tomorrow. Everyone out!” He finishes by opening the classroom door and shooing you all out. As you are filing away to your rooms to drop your books and grab your wallets and purses, he shouts out, “Don’t forget to ssssign up for ssssportssss teamsss! Lassst chansssse!”
 
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Calinon said:
“Alright, I can sssssee I’ve already losssst you to a ssssshopping sssspree,” Mr. Donovan hisses out. “We’ll continue tomorrow. Everyone out!” He finishes by opening the classroom door and shooing you all out. As you are filing away to your rooms to drop your books and grab your wallets and purses, he shouts out, “Don’t forget to ssssign up for ssssportssss teamsss! Lassst chansssse!”


"Oh yeah, that sports stuff. Can't forget that."

John says as he digs through is backpack for a pen. He signs up for baseball, martial arts, and track&field.

"I wonder why they don't have a rifle ream here? I was a mean shot with my Winchester Slug thrower. Got a buck at 300 meters once"
He asks noone in general.

Then he heads on down to the bus. A trip off campus should be a nice change.

buzzard
 
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As Johan walks out of the class with no hurry, he smiles at Mr. Donovan's last comment. Unless they've added chess to the list of sports, I'll probably skip the chance.

Johan makes sure that his corporate-funded credit card is with him before leaving his room. He also graps an empty notepad so he can make notes if the necessity comes up.
 

"Shopping at last." Michelle says happily as she walks out the classroom doors.

She pauses long enough to sign up for the martial arts program, she then quickly goes to her dorm room and dumps her books on the bed and makes sure her credit cards are in her wallet.
 

"Yay -- another chance to go out into a world full of people I don't really want to get near," X12 thinks to himself as he heads back to his room. "Maybe, if they'll let me wear a body suit, I could take up boxing," he chuckles to himself as he passes the sign-ups. He stops, looks them over, and decides to sign up for weight-lifting and martial arts. "I'm not a power-lifter, but maybe I can put some mass on... and the martial arts will keep me limber and agile."
 

The day after arriving at the EPIC school, Randall feels in much better spirits. The memories of the Mag-Lev are quickly pushed to the back of his mind with the excitement of being at the EPIC HQ. He is used to having new surroundings, and quickly adapts to life at the institute. One of the first things he does is find Vincent and apologizes. "I'm sorry for my outburst back at the hospital, no hard feelings?" Randall will create an illusionary tail for Vincent (which he makes so Vincent can't see it) to complete his demonic appearance. Vince's "tail" will be constantly doing funny things like cleaning his ears or picking his nose.

Randall, who always introduces himself as Loki, quickly becomes the class clown in all his subjects. Exploding pens, giant spiders, floating eyeballs in the soup, no one is safe from his pranks. Except for a few: Thunder, who he wisely refrains from pranking, and Cosmo, Jackal and Raisa, whom he is still intimidated by. But his favorite victim is Vince, whose appearance makes it just too easy.

One day, in a particularly boring lesson about politics which he was taking with Vince, Randall got into a bit of trouble. Blowing a loud raspberry in the crook of his arm, Randall made flames shoot from Vince's butt, seemingly igniting the desk of the student sitting behind poor Vincent. The girl sitting at the burning desk shrieked, and dove away from the blaze, fooled by the illusion. Randall burst out laughing, as did a few other students who realized what was up, but the laughter quickly stopped when the school's state-of-the-art fire detection system was also fooled by the illusionary flames. Water poured down from the ceiling soaking everyone and everything in the classroom. Books were ruined, and to say the teacher was displeased would be an understatement.

OOC: I don't know that much about fire detection systems, but I do know that some are light sensitive, and could possibly be fooled by Loki's blaze. This is 2120 after all.

Despite all the joking around, Loki does apply himself to his schoolwork, and spends time every night working on his light control. "If Merlin thinks that I can make solid objects out of light, then I must be able to." Randall keeps practicing.

When not in class, or working on homework, Randall can usually be found playing video games with the other students.

Calinon said:
you suddenly remember that everyone who wants to go is going to the NYC Metropolitan Mall!

"Finally, some freash air!" Randall quickly packs his things and heads for the door, but not before signing up for the martial arts and track teams.
 

Sanjay grins. "Right on, the mall, sounds like fun." He makes sure he has his sunglasses and puts his name down for soccer, track and martial arts before heading for the bus.
 

It was strange, being in a school setting without the other D'Oiropatas with her. With them around she had always been confident and self-assured, but on her own was entirely new. She felt unsure of herself, often remaining quiet in class unless asked by the instructor and studying more than she did back home. She wasn't uninteligent by any means, but sitting in some of those classes with the braniacs gave her serious headaches.

Usually, after classes were dismissed for the day, Raisa would spend at least an hour in the gym. With a disk of music given to her from her friends before she left, she would dance, oblivious to anyone else that may or may not have been around. The pounding rhythm of the tribal drums, the chants in forgotten languages, the pipes that would take her back to Brazil and to her life before being a mutant. When she danced, she was just Raisa.

Calinon said:
“Alright, I can sssssee I’ve already losssst you to a ssssshopping sssspree,” Mr. Donovan hisses out. “We’ll continue tomorrow. Everyone out!” He finishes by opening the classroom door and shooing you all out. As you are filing away to your rooms to drop your books and grab your wallets and purses, he shouts out, “Don’t forget to ssssign up for ssssportssss teamsss! Lassst chansssse!”

Books crooked in her elbow, Raisa exits the classroom and stands next to the sign-up sheets for the sports teams. Though she likes most of them, she doesn't have a lot of talent for sports and only signs her name on the martial arts list. Very similar to dancing, she figures she'd would at least give it a try.

As she's walking back toward her room, she loosens the top few buttons of the white blouse she's wearing. In her room she opens her wallet and chuckles at herself. Right Rai, like its any different than the last time you looked. Won't be buying anything more than a soda, but at least you're getting off school grounds. She drops the wallet and her copy of Lord of the Flies - one of the books they had been assigned to read - into her backpack next to her portable disk player and the disk of her dance mixes before heading out to the bus waiting to take them to the Mall.
 

Mule said:
The day after arriving at the EPIC school, Randall feels in much better spirits. The memories of the Mag-Lev are quickly pushed to the back of his mind with the excitement of being at the EPIC HQ. He is used to having new surroundings, and quickly adapts to life at the institute. One of the first things he does is find Vincent and apologizes. "I'm sorry for my outburst back at the hospital, no hard feelings?" Randall will create an illusionary tail for Vincent (which he makes so Vincent can't see it) to complete his demonic appearance. Vince's "tail" will be constantly doing funny things like cleaning his ears or picking his nose.

Randall, who always introduces himself as Loki, quickly becomes the class clown in all his subjects. Exploding pens, giant spiders, floating eyeballs in the soup, no one is safe from his pranks. Except for a few: Thunder, who he wisely refrains from pranking, and Cosmo, Jackal and Raisa, whom he is still intimidated by. But his favorite victim is Vince, whose appearance makes it just too easy.

Vince pats Loki on the shoulder reassuringly, "No man, no hard feelings. We are cool. Realizing that Loki's jokes are his way of trying to fit in, Vince tries not to be bothered by the pranks and laughs along.

Calinon said:
Today
The late afternoon sun shines through the windows of the Mr. Donovan’s Social Studies class. Studying the history of the former World Government is far from the most interesting topic this close to the final bell. Down in front of the school, a bus pulls up, and you suddenly remember that everyone who wants to go is going to the NYC Metropolitan Mall! Finally, a chance to get some real stuff!

“Alright, I can sssssee I’ve already losssst you to a ssssshopping sssspree,” Mr. Donovan hisses out. “We’ll continue tomorrow. Everyone out!” He finishes by opening the classroom door and shooing you all out. As you are filing away to your rooms to drop your books and grab your wallets and purses, he shouts out, “Don’t forget to ssssign up for ssssportssss teamsss! Lassst chansssse!”

As everyone rushes out of the classroom, Vince waits behind until all the students have left. He wanders up to the sign up sheets and signs them all. "As long as I am stuck here on campus I may as well be busy." He smiles back towards Mr. Donovan and hustles back to his room. Once there, Vince changes out of his school clothes and into his workout gear. Not really wanting to watch the other students being all excited about the trip to the mall, Vince will wait until the bus leaves before heading down to the workout area to grab a soccer ball and then to the soccer stadium to practice alone for a while. He will practice for a while both at superspeed and at normal speed. He refuses to say anything about it to Sanchez but her husband is Vince's hero on the field and Vince tries to copy Romario Sanchez's moves on the field.
 

Vincent
Vince is practicing on the field, keeping the ball in the air as he runs along the field. On about the ninth hop, he prepares to knee the ball and it's simply not there. A huge gust of wind spins him around and he sees something fly by him even faster than he can move.

"Howdy, partner," Trailblazer says, standing suddenly behind Vincent, but within his all around vision. "Bus'll be leavin' soon 'nuff. You aughta be gettin' into somethin' a mite bit less casual, don'tcha think?" He balances the ball on his cowboy booted foot, obviously good at this too. "Angel's been workin' for a week on how ta get you a bit less noticed on the trip, what with that monster bull-pucky, an' the boss... well hoss, you aint seen any reporters around lately, have you?"

He puts his foot on top of the ball as he waits for Vince to do respond and pulls stubby cigar from his shirt pocket, putting it in his mouth. "Now get outa here, kid," he says, striking a match on his jeans and bringing it to his cigar. "Before I light up? This stuff'll kill ya, ya know. Kill me too if Angel finds out, so keep your trap shut," he adds as he lights up anyway.

"Gettin' so a guy can't have a smoke in peace around here."
 
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