Pious

"Hey wait." Pious said, followed by a pretentious smile. "Well, I'm sure Dirigente keeps the air clean in here... say, you wouldn't happen to know any other methods of dissolving a force-field would ya? I mean, I'm just asking out of curiousity, it's not like I'm stuck or anything." He cleared his throat nervously, a gesture that often gave away his lies.

"Stuck? What are you talking about, I'm perfectly fine." Pious lied. "Do you know how much bacteria could be in this room? The very air you breath in could be poison you know." He wondered if the elf was buying this. "In this bubble, I'm clean and healthy... honest."

Alpha Davorus, squadron leader of the UNIT ALPHA 09, missing-in-action. New member of UNIT ALPHA 01. Vigilante Certificate: Assaut Rifle Blaster & Devices. City Security Level: Crimson (16). Coincidentally, I have a parcel for Synapse at that exact same time. I'll be aiding you immediately afterwards. Hopefully, the Mrs. wont drag me off-duty, but if so, I'll inform you asap. Over and Out.

((Wow, a defiant RPSG. Neeeat. This TF shud be fun too, been trying to open a can on Babbage and the King for a while now. 4 is the minimum as I understand it, how big a team you have so far?))

One potatoe, two potatoe, three. Four potatoe, five potatoe, six. God, I have alot of potatoes. Pious was playing with his lunch, poking the potatoes with a fork. Seven potatoe, eight potatoe, nine.

"That's a lot of potatoe" came a voice.

Pious turned around in his seat, and spotted his younger brothers beaming down at him, lunch trays in hand.

"Sinn! Jason! Woah!" said Pious. "My god, you two have gone taller. You dont look much like thirteen year olds. Take a seat."

"Well actually Pious, I have to go meet some friends across the room. I'll talk to ya later okay?" asked Sinn.

"Sure thing bro. You off to Jase'?"

"Nah, I'll sit" he placed his tray onto the table, sat directly next to Pious and gulped down some fried potatoe chips.

"You two never come home. You must like it here."

"It's okay" he muffled, scooping up a cheeseburger with his left hand. "Some of the natural kids here still giggle at my colour, some of them are scared, I surpose it's inevitable."

"Would have thought in a school of mutants and witches, people would grow accustomed to that kinda thing."

"Dont forget, we are still kids. Some people are just down right childish."

Pious chuckled. "Yeah, like you and Sinn right? You two used to throw fireballs and icicles across the living room."

"Funny thing is, we still do. Only I can make freeze rays now. Did you know that?"

"I heard. You two are quite popular among the teachers. Mrs. Alexis gave me a right soul-search after mentioning my last name."

"Hey, that reminds me. She wanted to see me this lunch. Heard you got yourself in trouble, very unlike you Pious."

Pious was so embarrassed his cheeks turned a bright red.

"I'm very disappointed. What did Dirigente say?"

"Actually, he made me write an essay. I think he's a telepath, he showed me force-fields you know."

"You can do force fields? You're lieing. Seriously?"

"Check it out." Stretching out his hands, Pious focused hard, eventually generating a spherical field around himself. "Inpenetrable baby."

Jason chuckled. "Boy in the bubble. Glad you're enjoying your first day." Gathering empty boxes and drink cans onto his tray, he rose to his feet. "Excuse my leave Pious. I need to see Mrs. Alexis, stop by my dorm after school. Room 121, I share with the red-skinned baboon unfortunately."

"Hey thats no way to talk about your twin."

"Yeah well he calls me a blue-skinned samon. See you later bro." With that, he was gone.

Wow, Jason and Sinn. Only a year in the school and they've become so articulate, so advanced in abilities. I feel left behind. Still in his bubble, Pious reached for his tray-full of defaced potatoes, but couldn't quite extend outside the force. Oh dear. He poked the sphere, nothing. Oh my god, why wont it dissolve? The pokes became jabs, soon, Pious was hitting at his own force-field. Oh my god, I'm stuck! He stumbled forwards, falling flat against the face of the sphere, causing it to roll, ever so slightly across the back of the cafetaria. This has gone from embarassing to stupid in like two seconds.

"Help... I'm stuck." he whimpered.

((n00b. lol))

Man, I look up to guys like Kindred. I wish I knew him like a brother, dude could coach me :O.

Kingwill buddy, it's nowhere near Kindred's standard, but here it is, in close-up, full-length and one that might fit better centered across the desktop.

Here's the signature at a better link.

Hope you like 'em.

I double-checked the link and it still doesn't work, so I've changed it. Sorry about that, heres the working link for Episode 1: The Indwelt, Scenes 1 - 3

Thank God! I have been asking questions 40 - 49 for months without answer! Thank you Solaris, thank you.

'Cobra (Chi Shan) sends her public apologies for the mischief of recent.

('twas just a joke.. just making sure no one took me seriously )

((Yeah, I'm lost.. I think we're waiting for Acenra's lesson.))

Hehe. Cheers Swissy. I say, not yet up to your standards.. practice I surpose.

Neeeat, glad you liking them Kingwill. Off I go to do more drawing. Ciao.

EDIT: By the way, thanks for the help on photobucket. I got it done now.

Here is a start so you can see where it's heading.

In the meantime, heres a signature.

Hope you like them.

EDIT: How did you get your screenshots *linked* at thier actual size's 'cos photobucket shrunk mine.

Already said this, but again: wow! I'll have to get my pencils out. Media talents for the win!

yeah.. bandwidth has been exceeded for today. i can only assume the movie files are too large for ftp.

not to worry. it'll all be accessible tomorrow.

Let the games begin: Scenes 1, 2 & 3

What do you guys think of it?

EDIT: Red speech bubbles soooo doesn't work ... will have to re-shoot scenes 1 & 3.

I'll do an illustration of your hero too Kingwill, if you like.. send a screenshot to dotunspid@msn.com and I'll start drawing.

Without further ado, we present, The Trilogy (Trailer) by Pious. With thanks to the DCSG roleplayers!

Would like to know what you think guys and gals.

EDIT: Bahh! ... only just noticed the cursor!

Yaiickkk! Naiickkk! Fewey Naiickkk! [Swallows the jawbreaker] How do you do that? Where do you get the softw- [chokes on jawbreaker!!]

"A long time ago, a man named Li Mu Kimone took the hands of Gi Li Shan in marriage. The two families were happy as friends; comrades in martial arts and fencing. At the pinnacle of their training, a sword was forged for the two married couples, and with it, a secret technique called "Strike of the Golden Dragon". However, the marriage did not last. Li Mu Kimone was a savage man of war, and a woman-beater. He feared the swordsmanship of his wife, and when her skill surpassed his, he plotted to kill her. With the Golden Dragon, he approached at night, and stabbed her in her sleep.

"Li Mu and his sons were hunted for years, but where never found; Gi Li Shan survived the attack, but from her wounds came hatred and bitterness for the Mu Kimone. The sword itself became cursed, it’s blade was divorced and the techniques separated. One sword held "Spite of the Soaring Dragon" and the other, "Vengeance of the Golden Dragonfly".

"News of the Soaring Dragon reached Li Mu and his sons, who had grown up to lead a gang of warriors called the Devils of Kimone, among them, was a corrupted Ninja called Naititsu, who snuck into the house of Shan and stole the sword.

"There has been bloodshed between both families ever since. Gi Li remarried and Lee Shan, my master is her grandson. As the Devils of Kimone grew in number, the Shan’s school of martial arts and fencing became a clan. I am an American, ex-military; I schooled under Master Shan and have fought with him for years.

"The Devils of Kimone are here in Paragon City, they have chased my master, and two others here, looking to steal the Golden Dragonfly and wipe out the few remaining members of the Clan.

"I ask you for your help, as student heroes, I offer to teach you "the art of concealment", I offer to teach you "super jump" and if you wish, I will show you some fighting techniques, hand-to-hand combat, how to weave and dodge. Fitness is already in your curriculum; through strict and disciplined exercise, I will improve your stamina and overall health. At the end of this semester, you will be faster, swifter. I can teach "the art of flight" and or "super speed" to those who want. Most impressively, I can impart onto you, "the art of teleportation".

"Before we begin, I would be delighted to know what skills you wish to learn." Lt. James Dyne waited, stroking his confucious moustache, patiently.

I am Lee Shan, master of the Shan Clan and bearer of the Dragon Katana. I propose to teach Physical Education.

OOC: Where shall we meet?

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OOC: Guys, Volcanos has been sending me some very offensive Private Messages. I dont know what I have done to deserve them and on several occasions, I have asked him to tell me, but the best he has given me is "you are not wanted on my thread".. Instead of explaing why, he insists on abusive languages and keeps on talking about complaints, complaints and complaints, regarding my RP methods and threas posts.

Question: What complaints? What have I done that is so terrible that I have to be kicked off this thread?

I ask this question publically because I request an answer from all those who see a problem with *any* my recent posts.

EDIT: By PM only please. Keep the thread clean
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BIC: Pious headed down to the NRVS training room, he had been going back and forth from one class to the other all day.

"Evening young man" said Dirigente.

"Good evening headmaster"

"You look so tired, perhaps we should postpone our training session for today?"

"No. I'm fine, really. Shall we enter?"

Dirigente led the way, sliding his entry card through the door. Immediately the two stepped inside, the chrome steel cladding withered away, replaced by a virtual simulation of Kings Row.

"Hey, my house is just down the road from here! Then again, you knew that didn't you?"

"Pious, we're going to take your training to another level. You have impressed me with drills and have shown excellent reflexes. You have a high survival instinct and that's something many heroes of today lack."

"Are you saying.. do you mean.. I get to actually-"

"No." he said, flatly. "You're not ready to spa."

"Okay. Well, shall we start?"

"Behind you Pious."

In a blink of an eye, Pious was gone. Invisible. He spun around and noticed a gang of gun-wielding men, wearing masks of bone.

"Skulls.. nice" said Pious, sounding cocky and a little overconfident. "You want me to knock em out?" His fists tighten.

"You are not a brawler Pious, I want you to concentrate more on your illusionary skills."

"Erm.. okay." He hesitated for a moment, thinking about what to do. Right.. erm.. I got it! I'll just decieve 'em. Make 'em take each other out. With that, Pious focused onto a 'skull', waving his hands in a mezmorising pattern. The skull jumped to feet, glared directly at Pious and aimed his gun.

* * *

(censored)! Why didn't it work.. he's gonna shoot me?! The thug placed a finger on the trigger, spun around and opened fire at his fellow gangsters.

Pious sighed a breath of relief, before turning to Dirigente. "I did it!"

"Yes, well done. You've managed to turn them against themselves.. but for how long?" said Dirigente, motioning his head towards the gang.

Now what he thought, as he turned back around. The entire mob was furious. They withdrew various weapons, bats, sticks, pistols, some even had leg bones.

"Get him!" said the one in black leather.

"Oh boy" said Pious, lost in his thoughts. What do i do? They know exactly where I am, even though I'm invisible! "Guhff" he spurted, a bat had caught him by the side. "Ahh" he screamed, as half a dozen jabs connected with his stomach. He lost conciousness for a split second, staggering backwards after an uppercut crunched his jaw. "Dirigente, help!"

"Focus, Pious. You are capable of much more than illusions. Focus!"

"Guarr!" he screamed. Three thugs had pinned him to the cold, concrete sidewalks, pounding heavily on his stomach.

"Leave him" came a voice, "he's mine."

For a moment, Pious thought Dirigente had come to his rescue, he forced open his bloated eyes, and could berely make out a shining silver pistol, pointing down at his face. The man in black leather had stepped through the mayhem to finish him off.

Pious could smell burning steel as the gun was forced into his mouth. His heart skipped several beats, as it pounded like a racing horse, he shot a glance towards the headmaster, unable to read his expressionless face. Why wont he help? A tear rolled down the side of his face, as the thug cocked the pistol.

"You're dead kid, you're dead"

* * *

The words rang through head, and it all dawned onto him. No. No, I'm at school. You're just a simulation. "Now. get. off of me!" a giant bolt of sheer force sent the thug flying across the street. he landed with a thud, followed by a loud gunshot. "(censored)!" he screamed, his ears started bleeding and he realised the stray bullet had grazed him.

Shocked that he was bleeding, and surprised by his new found ability of force, Pious rose to his feet, sizing up the mob. In unison, the skulls produced their pistols, aimed at Pious.

"Shoot, I dare ya."

The guns fired at once, but the bullets did not hit Pious, in fact, they were sent ricochetting back the mob, taking them all out.

The boy had generated a personal force field.

"Right, thank you all for attending this extra session. As you can see, I have not been sleeping well lately." Lt. James Dyne was pacing slowly around the gymnasium, addressing a small selection of student heroes. "First, I will give you a brief history of the Shan Clan.."

"Well, I feel like going clubbing, I need the physical excersise" said Rose. "Which reminds me.. James is recruiting heroes for his Clan, did you here? I'm definately signing up!" Rose downed a cup of coffee in one swig. "Dad was a ninja, did you know that?"

Suddenly, a door of bright white light flash before Lily.

"Heya sis, sorry I'm late. I met this really cute guy, we went over to his place, had dinner, we talked a little, I soo totally forgot we were meeting up. Thanks for waiting." said Rose. "Jee, I dont even remember his name."

"Yes. Lets" said Rose, climbing a flight of stairs leading to the central hexagon. "I forfeit your silly race. I could've been killed! I'll see you at home.. transfero, locus."

* * *

By magic, Rose's clothes simply dissolved onto the floor, folding itself neatly before disappearing. She climbed into bed, pulling the sheets over her head. First lesson, English. (censored)! The essay, I forgot! She sighed. Oh whatever, I'll do it superspeedy in the morning. She shut her eyes and muttered "somnus statim", falling asleep instantly.

I'm sure I saw her teleport! It must have been.. thats it.. if she's gonna cheat, then I'm taking the express too. "Transferos.. locus", she muttered again and the entire vehicle vanished from the streets.

* * *

Rose pulled into the university car park quietly, hoping not to have disturbed those asleep. As she reversed into her favourite spot, she caught the victorious look on Lily's face.

Now you tell me I didn't see you teleport and I'll accept defeat.

Satisfied with the position of her car, Rose exited. She wore modest strappy heals, a mini skirt and a simple top. Her long white hair fell across her back like precious silk. She slammed her door shut, strutting past Lily.