Start Ups Let's Be Heroes Season 1: The Rise

[Flaze]

@AutumnRain; @GastlyGibus; @Lyrebird; @Scholar; @Blake Belladonna; @GliscorMan; @Heliolisk; @BadAssKoala; @Terram Validus; @smaug85; @Heroic Sociopath; @Naoto;

It was another day in Skyridge University located in Skyridge City. Classes had just let out and students began to come out of classes so that they could start their afternoon.

Tyler was running through the campus, tugging on his backpack as he looked down at the sheets of paper that he was carrying. “I gotta get this done,” he panted as he ran, dodging the people that were walking against him as he went into the university’s science building.

He had been late to submit his Chemistry homework that day, Tyler himself didn’t like to turn things in late, mostly because it would just mean to have to push himself even more to accomplish the talk. As thus he had rushed during the little free time had had between classes in order to finish his work.

“Late again Mr. Lane,” Tyler frowned as he heard his Chemistry teacher Mr. Tentron scoff and grab his assignment. The man was pretty old, seemingly in his early or even mid 50s, he had gone completely bald and already had lots of wrinkles that showed. “Anyways, I’ll see if I give you points or not.”

“Thanks Mr. Trenton,” Tyler sighed, trying to hid his frown. He sighed though, happy that at least he was able to turn in his assignment. “Maybe I should start doing Track again,” he said as he looked at Mr. Trenton’s back.

As he did this he noticed that there was a faint red aura surrounding his back. “What?” he raised an eyebrow, but before he could look into it the teacher had left. “This again,” he looked down at his right hand in curiosity.

It had been two weeks since he began to see the “Aura” around people, it wasn’t everyone, only a specific rare number of people. He didn’t know what it meant and he didn’t know why he was suddenly able to see it. “I should probably go talk to Kyle about it,” he pointed out while scratching the back of his blond hair.

***​

Natalie groaned, rolling around on the bed she was sleeping in as she lazily awoke. “What time is it?” she opened her eyes slightly, looking at the alarm clock that was on the night desk right next to her.

She groaned before sighing once more when she realized that she had lost a whole day in school. “Guess I shouldn’t have gone to bed so late last night,” she pointed out before looking around. “Oh right.” She said as she looked to her left.

She looked at the male teenager that laid on the other side of the bed next to her, she couldn’t quite make out his face since he was facing away from her, she didn’t care either as she looked at their blanketed bodies. “…it was a pretty fun night, for the most part, now if only I could remember more than a part of it,” she pointed out before shrugging and getting up, pulling the blanket along with her to cover her body.

After she had gathered her clothes on the floor she yawned and looked at her sleeping lover. “It was a pleasure meeting you, but now I must go,” she pointed out, holding out her hand and turning the knob of his door with her telekinesis as the blanket began to slowly float and fall on him once more.

With that she walked out of the dorm room and closed the door with her mind, not looking back even once. “I think there was pizza for lunch today,” she smiled. “I could go for some pizza right now.”

OOC: For now you should just post your characters going about their daily lives and such, just an introductory post of sorts.

 

[Naoto]

Drew slightly adjusted the brim of his fedora as walked down the grounds of the university.

"Man..." He groaned. "Algebra was rather boring today."

"Um..." A quiet voice girl's voice called from behind him. "Hey Drew, what are you doing later?" She smiled shyly.

"Nothing much" Drew said with crooked grin.

"I was wondering..." She said. "If you wanted to do something later..."

"Sorry." Drew sighed. "I already have plans."

"Oh okay..." The girl said, looking like she was on the brink of tears. "I guess I'll talk to you later." She then ran off, in the opposite direction.

Man... Drew thought with a slight hint of exasperation. I wish that was the first girl with a crush I had to turn down. I know they all mean wel, but... I doubt that they'd want anything thing to do with me once they see what's under my fedora.

Drew then realized the soreness around his tailbone. Damn it! Tail's aching again! Guess that's what I get for keeping it tucked in my pant leg for so long... I guess I'll stop by my dorm room later so I can stretch it out.

 

[BadAssKoala]

Doug got up from the back of his Algebra class. Looking down he frowned at his desk. Even with his stupid gloves he'd managed to singe the desk. As he walked to the front of the class he stared at the ground. "Best not let anyone see my eyes." he thought. He'd just managed to open the door when a guy brushed into him. "Ow" he yelled out. Frowning he ran past the guy. As he made it into the parking lot he noticed the guy was following him. Putting his glasses on he sprayed fire in front of him. He hoped that distracted the guy long enough for him to get to his car.
A flood of relief hit him as he got to his car. He fired up the car and put some heavy gloves on as to not melt the steering wheel. He sighed wondering why he was cursed. "There's probably no one like me." He thought forlornly. "Not like I care. It's not like anyone wanted to be around me before."

 

[GastlyGibus]

Aaron sat in his dorm room, having decided to skip classes for the day. He had no particular reason other than he didn't feel like going today. A few absences here and there wouldn't hurt his grades anyways, not that he cared about his grades.

"Why am I even going to college?" he thought to himself. "Oh, right, because society mandates that I go." His face grew visibly upset. He didn't really want to go to school in the first place, but he was pretty much forced to if he wanted to get a normal job. He sat at his desk, typing away at his keyboard, writing for some message board. As he paced back and forth mentally, he grew more and more upset, until his emotions caused his powers to act up. A large spark of electricity surged from his fingertips, discharging into the keyboard, through the wires and shorting out the computer. The computer promptly went dark.

"Goddamnit!" Aaron shouted angrily. He slammed his fist into the keyboard before calming himself down some, letting out a heavy sigh. "That's like the fourth time this week... my luck is atrocious."

He slowly rose from his seat, grabbing his black hoodie which hung over the door-knob to his room. He threw on his jacket over his white shirt, grabbing his wallet and keys before stepping out of his dorm. He needed some fresh air after being cooped up in his room all day. He headed over to the mess hall to grab something to eat.

 

[Flaze]

"I wonder if Kyle bought donuts today," Tyler asked himself as he made his way towards his dorm room. He saw someone else come out of their room wearing a black hoodie, which caused him to think that it looked kind of awesome. However, as he looked at the person he noticed that he had a large red aura that completely surrounded his body, causing Tyler to step back. "Wow."

***

Natalie had gotten her pizza, using her power in order to take more slices without people knowing. She was eating the pizza on top of the roof of one of the buildings in the university as she used her power to mess around with people, whether it was pushing their books down to the floor without them knowing or simply throwing them off and making them fall. "This is pretty fun," she laughed as she bit into her pizza.

That's when she looked over towards the parking lot being able to make out the image of two people walking together, only for him to see one of them turn around and fire something she wasn't able to see.

A smirk crossed Natalie's face as she got down from the roof and began making her way towards the parking lot before she got to the car that the person had gotten into. "That was quite some show you put there," she pointed out, putting her foot on top of the hood as the person started the car up.

 

[Prez]

Beli Tūphāna, or more commonly known as Belle, was quickly running to her apartment in hopes she would be able to catch the end of her favorite show. Music Theory was boring as always, and she found the drama from television to be a great distraction from harsh work. Even though she was quite irritated by how awful her day was, things appeared to be going well for her at first, but as she got closer to her apartment, the wind began to gust against her. Trees began to shake ever so slightly and the wind blew dirt into Belle's eyes. This was something that has been continuously annoying her each day after classes. Her raven hair blew wildly, brown eyes being completely blocked due to this and the dirt. "Damn it!" She cursed, her sprint slowing down to a complete halt. With this, the gusts of wind came to a sudden end.

"Why must this only happen to me?" Belle muttered to herself, wiping the dirt out of her eyes. "It's quite cold now too...not a good day for a tank top I guess." She added, looked down at the black tank she wore. Below this were a pair of purple ripped skinny jeans and black sneakers, both now caked with grass and dirt. "Whatever." With an annoyed sneer, Belle continued to walk back to the apartment, this time making sure to walk both slow and calm.

 

[BadAssKoala]

Doug took his glasses off looking at the girl. "I don't mind beautiful girls wanting to talk to me, but you need to get out of my way!" He exclaimed. He felt the fire in his eyes burning brighter, and he could feel his ashen skin burning to a bright white. He was panicking on the inside he knew he had taken a risk and gotten unwanted attention. He could feel an unusual confidence from this girl not like the others who where so much like sheep. He wanted to test her he floored his car revving the engine. He made a large fireball in his hand "How would you like to die today." He asked calmly.

 

[Flaze]

Natalie snickered at him. "Calm down fire boy," she pointed out before she lowered her foot and moved aside. "If you cause a scene then it'll ruin my fun too," she pointed out while putting her hands on her hips. "Though I do feel bad for you, seems like you can't control that little fire thingy of yours, it's a sad sad reality," she replied playfully before turning around. "You know these things are like emotions, if you don't calm down they won't. Also people with abilities like these are little and not public, so I don't recommend you doing something like this without a thought."

 

[BadAssKoala]

Closing his hand he powered his car off. Looking down his hands were shaking with adrenaline. He could feel himself burning up now. Sighing he got out of the car. "Most people would have scream and ran. Why not you?" He asked. Trying to cool down like she said he nervously paced towards her. "Are you like me? Are you cursed as well?" Despite his questions he was still on edge. He stared at the girl like a cobra looking for any signs of weakness.

 

[Naoto]

"What you 'wow'n about?" Drew asked Tyler, now standing in the dorm room hallway.

"Sorry, I guess that was a weird question to hear from a random guy like me." Drew said. "The name's Drew Alexandrite, nice to meet you."

 

[Flaze]

Natalie grinned, knowing that she had been able to convince the guy to calm down and listen to her. It was nice when she got what she wanted, regardless she stilld stood facing away from her as she kept her hands on her hips. "I guess cursed is a good way to put it, but I'm not really like you...at least I don't think so, if I was then I would surely know you," she pointed out in a soft voice before looking at him. "For now you can just consider me a random comrade in arms," she replied, moving her hip to the side and sticking her right hand out. "If there's something I learned though is that the trick to these...Powers, I like to call them Powers, totally gonna copyright that, is that at the end of the day there's always a use for them."

***

Tyler jumped when he heard Drew's voice, causing him to turn around in surprise to look at the teen. "Where did you come from?" he asked, being able to see the same large aura that he had seen on the other student. At seeing this two he was finally able to figure out that the auras meant a lot more than he believe,d he remembered that his own roommate had one as well. "You guys...your auras are huge."

 

[GliscorMan]

Wolf stood in the laboratory, a look of disapproval on his face. Yet another experiment gone wrong. Another day gone, another sample wasted. Back to the drawing board. Sure he'd scratched out one more theory, but it was still a failure. He still had no reasonable explanation. All he knew was what he could observe. He knew what, he just couldn't figure out why.

Icily, he ripped off his gloves, and tossed the entire experiment into the a trashcan with one of those red biohazard symbols slapped on it. Petri dishes, serial pipets, and all. It'd be a smoldering pile of heat and pressure-treated plastic by morning. He had everything in writing, he'd be able to continue tomorrow.

He looked up at the clock. Most of the other students had been let out by now, so there'd probably be more people walking around outside. Frustrating, but he'd have to live with it. His experiment had ended early. Normally he'd be doing research until late at night, when he'd retire to go work in the metalshop to unwind and make a little extra cash at the same time. He couldn't do that now, of course. There were too many people who could be watching.

Instead, Wolf resolved to take a walk around the campus. Maybe some fresh air would clear his head, give him some more ideas and theories to test. With hope, he'd make another breakthrough. Hope. What an interesting concept.

The science building was crowded, by his standards. But he managed to push his way through the crowd and outside, where he would, hopefully, be able to think in peace.

 

[Naoto]

"Aura's?" Drew laughed. "Don't tell me your one of the students who enjoy's the occasional designer drug?"

What's with this guy? Drew thought. Is he some sort of psychic or something?

 

[BadAssKoala]

Nodding slowly he stared at her back. "Maybe the have a use, but all my "power" has done is make my life worse." He shook with rage thinking about the injustice in his life. Taking some deep breaths he put a glove on and extended his hand. "The names Doug." He said. Something about her confidence made him trust her. He hoped nothing was about to happen despite his weird trust in her, alarm bells rung in his mind. "Maybe she isn't who she says she is." He thought panicking a bit at the thought of getting caught by authorities.

 

[King Smaug]

Lee started awake, shooting up from his bed into a sitting position, grabbing his head gingerly and winced. "Fuck, too much alcohol. Gotta lighten up a little."

Lee slowly crept out of his bed, knelt down in front of his nightstand, squinted, and read the numbers off. "Shit, missed another day of classes again," he said before slowly got up and limped towards the bathroom. Why am I limping. Why does my leg hurt? thought Lee. Lcrept into his bathroom, gently lifted the lid of the toilet, and calmly vomited. Alright, that's it, I'm never drinking again. Lee then looked at himself in the mirror. Aw fuck it, I know that's not true. Drinking is the only thing that lets me tolerate other human beings. Lee dipped his hands in the cool water coming from his sink and briskly washed his face, combed his hair, and brushed his teeth. The only thing giving his raging hangover away were the rings around his eyes. Lee threw on a white v-neck, a black suede jacket worn open, some skinny, black jeans, and a pair of aviators with navy blue lenses to hide the rings around his eyes, he then threw open his door and walked out of his dorm.

Lee decided it would be best to grab some aspirin so he walked lightly to the parking lot where he kept his old, beaten up, dark blue, 1994 Ford F150. As he walked to his car he noticed a flustered man and a pretty women, he guessed he was either trying to flirt, or she was trying to use him for some money. Lee scoffed at them and slid into his driver's seat. Lee slid the key into the ignition, causing the engine to start with a roar before quickly dying and turning off. Lee squinted and slid the glasses down his nose, looking at the gauges on his dashboard. "Shit," said Lee as he noticed the temperature gauge, his engine was overheating.

Lee exited his vehicle and threw open his hood. A plume of hot smoke greeted Lee and he waved his hand in front of his face, clearing the smoke from the air. Lee sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his hands against the engine. Lee's eyes shot open as he realized he had just set his hands on a hot engine but before he could yell in pain the heat seemed to dissipate, the engine quickly cooling down to a normal temperature. Lee quickly stepped back and looked at his hands, they looked completely fine. Lee grunted, shrugging the event off as a figment of his imagination and closing the hood of his car. As Lee slid into his car though, a voice was telling him that it wasn't his imagination, he couldn't have imagined that twenty times in the past two weeks.

 

[Heroic Sociopath]

"-and so we're relocating our prostitution for the time being." The Boss said. The entire group was situated in his office, inside of his penthouse apartment. The Boss, a tall, middle-aged man, sat at the head of the table. Next to him was what appeared to be a very tall woman, presumably his wife. The table was ringed with about a dozen similarly dressed men, each one giving the boss their undivided attention. Two enforcers guarded the door, each one with a military-grade SMG in hand.

"Hey, notice anything fishy about the boss' wife?" One of them whispered to the other.

"What do you mean, Moe?" The other one asked. She was standing next to the boss, as usual, wearing a black cocktail dress.

"I dunno, I mean, I'd still hit it, but...Doesn't she seem a bit taller than usual?" Moe asked.

"Come to think of it, she does need to shave her legs." The other enforcer said.

"And since when is she so violent?" Moe asked. The bosses' wife had just pulled a tire iron from out of no where, and whacked the boss in the back of his head, knocking him out cold.

"Evildoers beware!" The bosses' wife yelled, jumping on the table. "Expecting a cute girl, were you?! Too bad! For it is I, The Invincible JustFUCKFUCKFUCK"

The mobsters around the table had gotten up and pulled out their own guns, and while Kafk was making his speech, opened fire. Kafk barely had time to teleport away, emerging between the two guards. He grabbed their heads, slamming them together, then backed out of the room. A squad of capos, each wielding a tommy gun, was headed for the room, having heard the shots fired.

"Mrs. Gambini! Is everything all right?" One of them asked, as Kafk pushed past.

"I'm fine! Everything's fine! How are you?" He asked, punching the guard in the face as he ran by. He emerged from the apartment, and was followed shortly after by some of the hitmen who had been told what happened. He didn't look back, instead heading for the stairs. The building had a huge spiral staircase, and Kafk used that to his advantage, teleporting to quickly outrun the gangsters. As soon as he was confident they couldn't see him, he ducked into a hallway, turning a corner and catching his breath. He reached into his bra, taking out the tape recorder. He had done it. Recorded everything they had said. Still, he cursed himself. He had almost died, and it wouldn't be of much use putting the men behind bars. He opened a small portal on his hand, taking out his phone to check the time.

On top of everything else, he was going to be late for his next class.

"DAMMITDAMMITDAMMITDAMMIT" He said. He got changed in the (thankfully deserted) elevator. He had worn a wig to imitate Mrs. Gambini's flowing, platinum blond hair. He'd wash the makeup off in the car. He kept hand wipes in there for just that purpose. For now, he was changing into his normal, overly formal wear. Today he wore a red blazer, with matching red slacks, over a black button-down shirt, in addition to a red tie.

He stepped out of the elevator just in time to see the group of mobsters pass by.

"HEY! Did you see a man in a dress pass by?" One of them yelled at him.

"That creeper? Yeah, he just left." Kafk said, nodding. The mafiosos fled, allowing Kafk to head out to his car.

He nearly ran Doug over when he got back to college.

"Hi there." Kafk said, checking his phone. He sighed. He had already missed most of class. He may as well just skip. He noticed that the guy was glowing.

"I'm not entirely sure which one of you is hotter." He said, looking from Natalie to Doug. He spoke to Natalie herself. "Is there any reason this guy is glowing and part of the lot is on fire?" He asked.

 

[King Smaug]

Lee wasn't going anywhere. He was slumped over his steering wheel, nearly immobile due to his quickly worsening headache. Lee grabbed a water bottle from his glove compartment and downed the whole thing in about half a second. Lee stumbled out of his car and walked across the lot passing the girl and boy on the way but noticed that second girl had joined this time and something about the group felt like they were all strangers. Normally Lee wouldn't interact with these sort of people but maybe it was the hangover affecting his judgement or he was still a bit drunk from the night before but he approached them. "Bit early for a Devil's Three Way isn't it?"

 

[BadAssKoala]

Doug snapped his attention towards the man with make up then the obviously blitzed man. "Bit early to be drunk asshole." He said feeling his temper flare. He began to glow white with heat. He wasn't used to so much interaction with random strangers. Not really caring anymore he told the group at large "Hello all, my name is Doug and I randomly light on fire and can throw fireballs." He looked around "Do we all want to share?"

 

[Heroic Sociopath]

((Ah, Kafk cleaned up the makeup. He looks like a dude again, I assure you.)$

"I'm just a traveling thespian." Kafk said, ignoring the drunk.

 

[King Smaug]

ooc: He's not drunk, he's hungover.

"Well I'm not drunk but, whatever," said Lee casually with a flick of his wrist. Lee then heard Doug talk about throwing fireballs, "Bit hypocritical that the guy on hallucinogens is lecturing the 'drunk' guy," said Lee, framing the "drunk" in air quotes. "You've got a nice imagination, never lose that child like sense of wonderment," said Lee with a snicker, turning his back and starting to walk away, gritting his teeth do to his headache.