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I'm not a simple Jinx, I'm much worse.

I'm not a simple Jinx, I'm much worse.

((I can do a post for the teacher for you. I'm not just doing this randomly for anyone wondering, I discussed it with Minnta before hand, lol. Lets see, what would a teacher do...))

The teacher, why don't we call him Bob for now, Bob Jackson, put down the phone as the infirmary confirmed they had spare staff to come get the student and would arrive soon enough. The teacher looked at the suffering girl, then the students around her. In her vicinity there were two students who could have done that to her, and only one of them was enough of a ... well there was no good word for it.. To do this. "Mr Gregorio, please accompany Miss Sylvio out of the classroom and assist the infirmary attendants once they arrive. You're welcome to return once the staff feel you've done enough." He spoke, talking to Willhelm and meaning the girl he had most likely just poisoned. It was an easy enough guess based on the fact he had eyes and ears, and could see the whole class from the front.

"Now!" Bob's voice boomed loudly to get the attention of the class back to him and his death ray. His ability was increasing the sound of his voice to the extreme, and his punishments for disturbing his talk about the amazing world of ray weapons was making student's ears bleed as well as making them deaf for a week.

"As I was saying, alternative weapons and gadgets are key for moments when you find your powers will not get the job done. Maybe for once you're not trying to break things or the 'Hero' has a power that disables yours. Fire can be put out, ice thaws, water evaporates, the shadows bend under light, and brute strength can be overcome with cunning. But all people Die, it is the one absolute law of mortal life. Hence, the death ray." Mr Jackson seemed positively glowing as he spoke about the item he was displaying in his hands.

He continued speaking in this manner about each part making up any beam weapon and then the specifics that qualified it as a 'death' ray. He went well past the point where the whole class was falling asleep, and whenever he saw people yawn Bob would raise his voice to force them to stay listening.
At the end of all the lecturing, the teacher lifted a large cardboard box onto his desk. It rattled loudly as numerous metal objects banged against each other.

Mr Jackson opened up the cardboard box and took out numerous smaller ones. He began explaining how within each box were the pieces of a replica death ray, it could not really shoot anything but it would let him know if any of them had been listening. The task was to build the fake death ray from the given parts in the little boxes.

"So, get into pairs! If you can't find a friend, you'll match up with anyone else not able to find one. If there are any odd ones out, you can sit at the front with me." The teacher announced then and went around the room, placing one box of raygun parts on every desk. Everyone had one, and so every pair made two. "If you're totally clueless, you can find general guidelines for constructing rayguns on page 42 of your textbooks, the Gadgeteer's Guide to Villainhood." The assigned textbook for the class.

With the class allocated with their task and materials, Mr Bob Jackson sat back behind his desk and relaxed.


((Anyone have problems with the teacher, its an NPC and can be easily changed P: just let me know))

Will sighed. If he had a nickel for every time he had to leave class... Replying with a bored tone, he said, as he did twice every week: "Alright, alright, don't bite my head off..." He then turned to his fellow five members and replied: "I'll see you guys at lunch, I guess. No WAY I'm passing up an opportunity to skip..." He informed them, grabbing his guitar, leaving the container on his desk. Once the infirmary staff arrived, he grinned happily, scooping up Sylvio and walking over to them. He shot up the peace sigh as he left, along with a quick: "Later, Losers!" Then, the door closed.

Julian Prince aka Kingside was walking to his already late class on death rays of all things, what is this the 70's who builds death rays anymore. Anyway the reason he was so late, he was busy playing chess agents himself, the only opponent worth his time. He saw Willhelm on the way out no doubt he found an excuse to get out of the class. The Hive Five leader said nothing to the Lich Rocker as he headed into the class. On first glance he saw the reason why he left some girl was knocked out foaming at the mouth. Julian calmly took his seat not even apologetic for being late.

I'm not a simple Jinx, I'm much worse.

Amil looked down towards Zeek as he questioned her if he she knew how to do the lab. Not at all , but she wouldn't answer him bluntly. It would be better if he didn't know, she shoved all the peices back into the box as she put a finger over her lip with a confident smile "I got this.." she muttered, but when she heard Kingside's name, her eyes went to the front of the room with large curiosity and infatuation, her cheeks tinted red though she was filled with that gooey,mushy feeling of joy. She stopped all at what she was doing to basically stare on as she felt music move through her own thoughts, luckily it didn't manifest with her abilities of illusion ,yet. She was stuck in a state of pause, it was hard to get herself out of usually as well.

(Will be back in a few hours.)

(( There might be a misunderstanding somewhere and I might have to clarify Zeek's current outer appearance... It was in my first post. Erm, it's just that Amil, I quote, "...put a finger over his lip..." It's a sweet gesture, but unrealistic, when his temporary body does not have lips... or a head.
The easiest way to put it is that he's a ghost possessing a mannequin, but that mannequin is also missing its head. Why? It's all he could get right now P: And he wants a physical body, such as a mannequin, to be 'real'.
For more character information, get to know him. ))


Zeek was glad she seemed to have a plan, she sure sounded confident. Though he was not sure why she would put all the pieces back into the box if they had to build something from them. Then, she phased out.

Zeek's body turned toward Amil and he waited for what she was going to do. But she was totally out of it. The girl was staring at something, or someone, and not paying attention to reality whatsoever. There was a very obvious reddening to her features as well. What was wrong with her?

The mannequin impatiently knocked its knuckles on the table to try and snap her out of it. He was getting worried about her the more she stayed that way but their task was also not getting accomplished.