Matt started setting up the prank using a recording of a cry and
put false boards in a hallway
“If it doesn’t get the dumb kid it will still get someone “Matt
said
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Demi was just beginning to doze, when a sudden noise snapped her
awake. It was crying, just like last time. However, unlike last
time, the teen remained still in her seat. "Not again." She
muttered. "Not again." However, it was obvious that her conscious
was having at least a small effect on her. Nevertheless, she made
no effort to get up.
The crying grew with moans of misery coming in to help the bait the
illusion had a beat up child chained to the wall sound of a whip
and the smell of blood were copied for the prank
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Chimichi starts to pick up the spilled food. "Oh just some
spaghetti. Quick, easy, and painless. I mean, shoulda been
painless, but you can see that didnt happen." He tosses out the
meatballs. "Guess we wont have any meatballs. Got some garlic bread
though." He serves up the plates of spaghetti and garlic bread. He
then pours 2 glasses of red wine. "An Italian drink for an Italian
meal." He pulls out Noel's chair for them and then sits down on his
own.
Biting her lip, Demi tried her hardest to ignore the noise. With
every passing moment, the cries grew louder and more severe.
"Don't do it, don't you dare go out there. " she thought,
but the cries had morphed into all out screams of agony. It was
growing too much for her conscience to take. It..it wouldn't hurt
to just look, would it?
"Dang it." She muttered, standing up from her desk. She ran over to
the door, and after opening it a crack, peeked outside. The hallway
was empty.
"Well...after all the chaos of today we shall play some dodge ball.
It is perfect for training to dodge and to aim. All classes are
allowed to join. Powers and gadgets are allowed. Have fun." The
intercoms explained, "Oh and there are three balls per class room.
Battle royale time."
Hopping off the counter, Noel walked over to the table but instead
of taking a seat, grabbed Chimichi's hand that had been lightly
brunt. Examining the appendage, they clicked the tongue and
uncapped the burn cream they had grabbed from the first aid kit and
smeared the paste over the injuries. "Isn't Italy like, pizza or
something?" They snorted, bandaging up the wound.
Chimichi thanks her for taking care of his hand. "Actually, pizza
was invented back in the Greek settlement of Naples back in the
1700s, south of Italy, but not in Italy." He chuckles a bit and
looks off. "You don't gotta do this you know."
"Mhm, and you didn't have to cook for me either." They hummed
noncommittally, tying off the bandage. "I hate owing people stuff
anyways." Patting the back of the hand, they finally took a seat
and stared down at the meal. Tentatively poking at the spaghetti
with a fork tine, they shrugged before twirling a bit and began to
eat, chewing slowly. It wasn't bad, they supposed, letting the
distinct flavours mix around in their mouth. The garlic bread was
the same, a nice change of pace from Noel's normal meals but
nothing that stood out too much in their mind.
Chimichi looks back at her. "No, I mean, any of this. Being my
friend. Being there for me and helping me out. Any of it." He
sighs. "I've only really been a burden to you. You never asked me
to be around. I just did. And besides, we are supposed to be
villains. Not all buddy buddy." He takes a final bite of his food,
then begins to walk away, setting his plate on the counter. He
walks back to his room. "Thank you for everything, but there is no
need to stick around anymore." Releasing his spell, he finishes,
"Should be safe to leave now. Sorry for keeping you here." His door
closes.
Putting away their dishes, they began to mindlessly wash the dishes
letting the repetitive actions clear their mind for a while. "You
know we have a course named Teams for a reason, right? Villains are
allowed to get buddy buddy but getting attached just leads to more
trouble down the road. Don't get me wrong, I'd gladly feed you to
the sharks if it meant saving my own skin but I wouldn't do it the
first chance I got." They called out, putting the wet dishes on a
drying rack.
Chimichi ignores this, sinking deeper into the confines of his
room. He begins to draw, practicing his circle drawing for when he
needs to use spells. His hand kept shaking, no matter how hard he
tried to get it to stop. Noone understand what he's been through or
who he is. The only reason he is still here at this danged school
is because has nowhere else to go. But the nowhere is starting to
sound better than here.
After a few more moments of looking around, Demi finally stepped
out into the hall. She could still hear the cries for help loud and
clear, and yet there was no one in the hallway to be responsible
for them.
Lucian groaned, looking up at the senator. "Is this required?" He
asked, concerning the announcement of the dodgeball game. He
doubted he could even play o the foot, but to mention he had a
knife slide by his ribs just mere minutes ago.
Nile couldn't help the excited cheer that escaped her as she jumped
from her seat, she was absolutely excited to see how this game went
down. She ran down the halls to the g where she assumed the game
was being held. The eccentric girl slammed open the door, standing
up with her back straight and a determined grin. She was going to
win this, she just knew it!
"Well, if you want to be left alone that's fine." They sighed,
cleaning up the area and putting everything away neatly. "I have to
do a photoshoot anyway so I'll be going now." Hesitating as they
paused outside the door, they shot a glance back at the closed door
and finally shrugged. "See you later, I guess." Closing the door
behind them, they let out a sigh and gently brushed their hair into
a more presentable state. There was an unsatisfied buzz humming
under their skin and Noel didn't think they would feel all that
satisfied unless they let themself loose. Taking out their phone,
they snapped a quick selfie, making sure to sneakily reveal a
discreet location that rabid simps would surely pick up on. It was
laughably easy to lure victims to do their bidding sometimes, they
hummed as they posted their selfie and skipped down the hallway to
hopefully have some fun.
Nera was in her dorm room. She doubted she could actually play
dodgeball, as she hasn't quite got the hang of moving around.
Wrapped in a blanket as she sat in her bed, she looked at the large
clothes, which should probably fit her now, trying to figure out
where to cut holes for her wings and tail, as she didn't want them
to rip her clothes again. Even though quite a few others would
advise against it, she kinda wanted to make friends. It did seem a
bit dangerous for a supervillain to have friends, but it would
certainly be a step up from being shoved around and yelled at
almost constantly. Plus, she might even befriend someone who's
willing to go grocery shopping without the risk of either everyone
running away in terror, someone trying to kill her, or just someone
assuming that she got lost on the way to the nearest fantasy
convention.
Matt remembers that there is a hallway above him and thinks that
the students will think it’s coming from the hallway so Matt walks
up and copies the shapeshifter and looks like a different student
“hey do you hear that noise coming from the basement “Matt says to
the dumb kid
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