Sic Semper Tyrannis!(open to all)

[Patrick O'Connor]

OOC: Statless

Occurs within and directly after "Progress"

Daniel had been in the courtyard the entire time. He had been there just to listen to himself think. He had been trying to figure out what the hell had been happening in the days since his arrival. Daniel had at first appeared to have gotten away from his past but then other 552ers started showing up again. And with that the memories started to return in full force, Daniel started doing stupid things out of character. Random break dance fights that ended badly, and of course starting a riot. The riot had been really out of character for him, even discounting his old self. He should probably not do that again huh?

All of that and of course, she was appearing to him again.

Needless to say and Daniel was sitting in the courtyard thinking that was suppose to happen didn't. Time alone in the courtyard didn't last long and especially not this day. People seemed to come out of the wood work here just for seemingly no reason. It actually was pretty annoying, and slightly suspicious. As Daniel was waiting and thinking, 'What the hell?' His question would be answered by Jayr, the senior pillar walking out into the courtyard and giving her little speech.

As Daniel listened 'what the hell?' quickly turned to 'what the fuck?'. Was she honestly that dumb? Sure from what Daniel saw of the crowd and from what he had heard about SLF there was no shortage of supporters, unless of course that was an exaggeration to bolster moral. Still a large number of students couldn't abolish the system. Furthermore that raised the question of should the system be abolished? Sure it had its flaws but it was something And even if they did abolish it, as so it would seem, anarchy would be created. That would certainly be contrary to her whole "peace and love" thing wouldn't it? The whole thing was moronic.

But what really took the dumb-as-fuck award, to Daniel's opinion, was her "the system is gone now but instead of discussing things now let's wait a few days" approach. That was anarchy and an open invitation to violence. Who the hell was suppose to keep the violent students from tearing the school apart in the power vacuum created in the next few days? Sure Jayr was the ceremonial figure head leader, but the damage would be done if let lie.

Daniel stood up thinking for a moment as the crowd began to follow her out. Before he could move into action she appeared at his side. Daniel would normally look down in shame and begin to grovel in someway, shape or form to the red haired vision but this time was different. Stone faced and decided he watched the crowd filter out with his companion. She spoke to him, a slight tinge of urgency in her voice, "Patrick, you know I am normally opposed to this but you have to do something."

"Ye don't have to tell me," Daniel replied in a thick Irish accent knowing no one else would hear him over the noise.

Daniel followed the crowd. Jayr may have left the crowd and gone to class but that didn't mean everyone else was as studious because let's be honest, this was big new and everyone was excited one way or the other, especially as word of mouth spread, much more rapidly then anyone but veteran's of school wars would have guessed. Everyone was getting tense as everyone the crowd that hadn't fallen off to classes or gossip entered the cafeteria, Daniel included. Knowing what would soon happen Daniel leaned up against a wall.

It didn't take too long either. Someone had to start talking loudly about how Jayr was the greatest thing to happen to the school, to the pillar system. Completely asinine, "With the tyranny of the pillar system coming to an end we the students can finally have peace."

There was a few cheers to that but the rhetoric was worn and trite to Daniel who had tried the same thing in years past. Daniel's only response to this opportune moment was to walk forward in a slow clap. Eyes turned to him as he stepped forward and addressed the fool and his SLF loons dropping his irish accent, "Sheep, the lot of you fools. Who the fuck do you think will protect you from the monsters of this school? Who the fuck do you think will protect you from the anarchy? The system his here to keep you, under control yes but safe. Violence is still allowed here if unacceptable, right? With everything in place gone to break up the fights or keep the monsters at bay how will you keep order? Putting flowers in the offender's hands and hoping for the best?"

By this time Daniel was in the face of the boy who had spoken up, "Ifthat's the case you truly are as dumb as shit."

The insult biting into the kid as he had to attempt to keep his cool to prove his "violence-never-solves-anything" point, or whatever the hell it was.

But Daniel was not done, "If you want the monster's in the dark to listen to you, you've gotta prove you have the authority first."

And with that Daniel would spit in the kid's face pushing him over the edge. The kid would rush forward only to find a fist in his gut, forcing the boy who had never really had to fight for what he believed in to the floor. With the boy laying at his feet Daniel would speak up to the whole cafeteria, "If you're like me and don't agree with this pansy shit let's force them to prove they have the authority to disband, OUR, system!"

As the murmurs became angry shouts and angry shouts became fists Daniel grinned,

Sometimes the best way to counter a foolish argument was to satirize it...

Theme

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew had been eating lunch peacefully when he heard the news, it was spreading like wildfire. Several different versions even. But they all had one thing in common, apparently the Student Liberation Front made a coup for control, thinking that they could overthrow the system. Normally Mathew didn't care about the school and who was Pillar. But he did care about there being Pillars. College or not he was still on campus a lot and the Pillars kept order.

He knew what was going to happen, just like every other time someone claimed the Pillar system was over there would be a riot, it was just a matter of where and when. He was in the lunch room when it happened. Some kid was yelling about how the Pillar system was no more and the students were now free. He was quickly silenced by another student claiming that the system protected people from the monsters of the school.

Mathew, he was one of the monsters. And he was right, while he never personally feared the Pillar system it was something he always had to factor in to his plans. The Student Liberation Front was nothing to him. In his mind the Front and their con artist leader had no real authority to declare a nationwide system dead.

Well he was going to show these people why they needed the Pillar system, it would be less than an hour since it was declared abolished and a massive brawl was already starting to break out.

Mathew stood up from his chair, his hand's gripped the table that he had been sitting at alone, for most people were to pussy to try and sit with him. With a grunt Mathew lifted up the table before throwing it at the crowd, it didn't matter who he hit, he was making a point. There was a power vacuum now and no one was going to be able to stop him. He was being opportunistic true, but he enjoyed the violence and now it was time to have a bit of fun.

Once the table was launched Mathew would go for the closest kid to him with his back turned, he didn't know if he was pro Pillar or not, and he didn't care. He grabbed the kid by the back of his hair and yanked back hard, his knee rising up to slam in to the kid's back. The kid cried out in pain and dropped to the ground, being held up only by Mathew's grip.

"Welcome to the new order bitch!"

He said with a wicked grin as he pulled up on the kid's hair to raise him up before using his other fist to punch him in the side of the head. The body just went limp and Mathew let it drop to the ground before bending down to pick it up, and launch it at the crowd like he had done the table. Food and fists were flying now, and thanks to Mathew a table and a body. Things were going to heat up and Mathew would enjoy the work out.

[Kenin Katashi]

Kenin wasn't up to date on recent times. He wasn't aware of what was going on or why it was going on. But when he heard the loud sounds of yelling and arguing followed by what sounded like tables and people being thrown into walls, he quickly ditched his reading class and made his way toward the source of the noise. And he wasn't the only one for once, it seemed a lot of classes had began filling the halls with students curious about what was going on.

And then students came, from the Cafeteria the fighting spread and soon students were either running to the classrooms and jumping out of the windows for safety, or like Kenin, they ran toward the source of the fight, punching and kicking their way to see what was going on. Although Kenin didn't care, he just figured the better fighters would be in the Cafeteria still standing while others lay on the floor unconscious.

"What the...." He said as he walked forward, looking to see one familiar face, Mathew Amtrum's. He wanted to know what was going on. "MATTHEW WHAT IS---"

He was stopped from completing the statement when somebody bashed him over the back of the head with a chair, effectively knocking Kenin out.

(OOC: Oh yeah.... you know what's coming....)

[Roth O'Roak]

Finally, at long last Roth was back to his old self. And by old self it was the self he had gotten to know in his final weeks at the Chula Vista Collective. The drug given to him by the Yakuza after his epic match against J.T. had been re administered by his boss, Esau. Now it wasn't out of hatred or punishment but to give Roth the strength and the stamina to heal from his previous wounds.

His eyes were about 85% better, still blurry and spotty every now and then. His ribs were still a bit stiff and sore, but no longer broken. Most importantly his knees were back in use after being crushed by Vetis. Whatever the drug was it didn't heal him, but if gave Roth the strength to power through the healing process he forced on himself in Death Valley. That was one place he'd never go back to.

Nowadays Roth was back after a few days of absence. He no longer had hair either. He had cut it all off and was now sporting very short dark hair. His body was harder from the training as well. Weather it was the training or the drug itself Roth was a lot more buff.

The courtyard was nice and peaceful for a few moments during his free period. Being a senior was awesome. It didn't take long for trouble to come though. Jayr, his leader, was having an announcement of the Student Liberation Front. The tournament he and Marcus ran had already been a success. The word was out and there was now quite a following. He left before she finished. Roth thought about joining her, but he was only a small part of the SLF. He had no business in it's less violent affairs.

From there he would wander the halls of 259 until lunch. Once there he saw the cafeteria was packed. He had thought this would happen. Riots. Of course there would be a mass riot with the expulsion of the pillar system. Roth had remembered being an anti-pillar anarchist himself in his more juvenile days.

He recognized a few faces right off the bat. A few students he had met before, classes, hallways, fights. Then he saw Mathew, hard to believe the man who survived those bullets was enrolled in high school still. Looks can be deceiving. Then he saw a big mofo in the center of it all. Roth didn't realise e had already fought him twice before. Gargantuan son of a bitch.

He looked around for a bit and saw something he knew as classic. A nice high quality black steel chair. Being the wrestler and street brawler that he was he immediately sought it out. Now, how to grab some attention. Why not take out one of the more noticeable, large, white-haired people in the joint? With one large heavy swing Roth bashed his chair against the man who had once been Kenin's skull. The brute fell onto the ground and Roth proceed by placing his foot on the back of his head in a Captain Morgan pose.

"259! Listen the fuck up! The pillar system is gone, but the Student Liberation Front is in effect! As a founding member I suggest you get the hell out of here and back to class. If you got a problem with that then say it to my face!"

Good thing about being from Boston, you were loud as fuck. Seriously, really goddamn loud. He never understood why people complained about people from Atlanta, he could out talk those mofos any day.

The pillar system had crumbled, but the Student Liberation Front was here to replace it. They would be the government, the disciplinary arm, and the militia. Roth had been protecting those he loved for a long time. Saving a kid in Philly. Starting up Question Why (?Y!) back in Chula. And now the SLF. It was the duty of the strong to protect the weak.

(ooc: War Cry activated. Although statless Roth will be enraged and a bit stronger than normal.)

[Jeremiah Sykes]

He stood, back in the parking lot, shirtless. A grin.

He had removed his coat, setting it off to the side before giving a crack of his neck, his glasses tinting the world. He removed them, talking aloud to himself.



He started forward, tossing the shades off to the side as he reached the outskirts of the skirmishes. First one, his back to him. He kicked out the back of goon #1's knees, and as he fell to them, Jeremy gripped the boys hair. A violent knee would collide with the back of the students neck, right at the base where the spinal column was weakest. A sickening crunch would be heard. The boy would live, just paralyzed for life. No biggie. At the sound of the body hitting the floor, two more boys turned around. One tried calling out. Jeremiah gripped the front of his shirt and pulled him forward with a velocity that startled the upstart. A headbutt, right to that fat mouth. The other boy succeeded in the venture.

"WE GOT ANOTHER ONE OVER HERE-"

A bowling-ball sized fist to the throat would silence him, if only a little too late. The boy doubled over, holding his throat. Sykes would grab the back of his head and knee him in the face, caving in his nose and busting out the row of permanents the kid would now have to get fakes for. Now a toothless kid. The others started to see the knew threat, and turn toward it, Jeremy noticing Amtrum a couple feet to his side for the first time. He didn't say anything, a grin creeping its way over his face again.

Why had he not transferred here sooner?

[Emil~♟]

There was something a little ironic about this situation, though expected after that ridiculous announcement that dumb cunt had made on the loud speakers. In the spot where she wished peace, this asinine excuse for a leader had left a huge opening for people with true leading qualities to work their way up the ladder. Emil was one of those individuals, by nature, certainly not by choice. After Mathew's little proposal things just seemed to fall into place, using this little 'riot' to his advantage. He had just walked into the cafeteria a few moments after the initial shock of the announcement, the riot clearly going off in full force. Tables flipped, chairs getting thrown, faces getting broken in... This was his kind of place! Emil would rush into the fray, trying to find a spot for him to hold down when he caught Mathew's presence. A smirk would curl his lips, it was time for this little plan to come into a effect. Before he could even throw a fist, some douchebag stood up and made up a little speech of his own, a supporter of this Anti-Pillar nonsense.

"259! Listen the fuck up! The pillar system is gone, but the Student Liberation Front is in effect! As a founding member I suggest you get the hell out of here and back to class. If you got a problem with that then say it to my face!"

It clicked, almost like fucking clockwork, Emil would make an example out of this one. All the while, establishing a name that would soon hold ground and overtake the shenanigans going on as of late.

((OoC: Thats right, I used to fucking word shenanigans, what it dizzle.))

Embracing the situation, Emil could tell just from sheer posture that this speaker was looking to have his head bashed in. He, only out of the kindness of his heart, oblige to such a request. There were heavy steel chairs littered around the cafeteria, without a moment of hesitation, Emil would lift it with easy and launch it toward the speaker. With how he stood and after he had bashed the other student, Roth would be left vulnerable simply out of positioning. Emil used this to his advantage and swung it out towards Roth. They were relatively close in distance, so if he did manage to move... The steel chair would still clip him somewhere around his lower half.

"Say it to your face? How bout' I fucking breaking instead, pussy?""

Emil would roar his response after the hit connection of Roth, if he wasn't immobilized by the chair, he'd be stunned and still hurt by the projectile. It was time to hit up the second in his combination chain. Though, with a short distance, Emil couldn't help charging what would be the wounded Roth. The looking eye would just see this as Emil was going to trample him, but as he got closer to his target the idea totally shifted. He would make a quick venture into the air, both legs out-stretched, torse and arms held back in a dropkick formation. It happened to close that even picked up on, it would be legitimately too late to pick up on. If the attack worked out as planned, Emil would catch Roth on the right side of his ribs. Pushing off his prey, Emil would fall back and roll into a crouched position. Standing proud and tall, Emil towered over almost everyone. His aura just emitted charisma, it was just a matter of controlling it and using it.

"YOU SEE, A FOUNDING MEMBER DROPPED SO EASILY TO HIS KNEES! MY FRIENDS, THIS IS NOT WHO WE NEED IN CONTROL OF OUR SCHOOL! THESE PILLARS HAVE ABUSED THEIR POWER AND PUT IN PLACE SOMETHING ONLY FOR THEIR OWN PERSONAL GAIN!"

There was a certain silence among the rioters, his words ringing true for all those fighting against this idea. Emil couldn't help but find himself in the position where he'd have to play leader and control this riot's results. His roar would rise up over them again, though the fighting still continued, there was a certain respect for the boy crying reform.

"MY FRIENDS, COLLEAGUES... THIS CAN GO ON NO FURTHER, I PROPOSE REFORM! WE'RE ALIVE, THESE OLD ONES WILL SOON BE DONE AWAY WITH! I AM EMIL DECEBAL ANKARI AND I WILL TAKE THIS REFORM TO HEIGHTS WHICH THIS SCHOOL'S OWN PILLARS WERE TO WEAK TO REACH! SAY HELLO TO YOUR NEW SCHOOL CAPTAIN!"

After the words, 'School Captain' fell from his lips, the roar of the reform came up to embrace him. The fighting continued as Emil stood strong and powerful amongst those he would use to work this reform, they were colleagues. They were hands now. With that, Emil would work his way towards Mathew, a devilish grin plastered on his face.

"Soooo~ Talk about getting the ball rollin', ne?"

[Roth O'Roak]

(ooc: Interrupting post order since me and Emil are in conscious contact and not an NPC)

The fuck? Roth cringed a small bit as he felt a steel chair collide into his mid back. That hurt like a bitch. Roth was definitely used to chair shots, but not at such a cheap angle. Now the beast was pissed off as he turned to the man who threw the chair while clutching ont his bkac with his right hand. Roth took those kind of hits for a living. He was a wrestler and a former SDCFL Champion at that. He was paid to take chair shots, barbed wire, go through burning tables, and fight to unconsciousness in electrified cages.

"Fucker."

Roth was enraged by the echo of his own voice. The adrenaline was pumping out in buckets and he was ready to end this entire riot in the name of the Student Liberation Front. Sure the Pillar system was done for, but that didn't mean there wasn't a group of enforcers ready to take action. The SLF was a rose by another name that sounded as sweet, and still hurt like a bitch.

That tall mother fucker now had Roth's undivided attention. He came at Roth in a nicely formed dropkick, another thing Roth was used to. Roth bent low and felt his opponents feet ram into his right braced shoulder. Not the best thing for his sore back, but he defended it well. In his defensive stance Roth sustained minimal damage and kept his balance moving back 2 steps. Now this big bitch would get it.

A pissed look in his eyes and his muscles tense in his legs he would jump at the man who would now be back on his feet weather he landed that way or was still getting up. Roth had poor manners and would now be interrupting the 6'5 man's little speech with a perfectly executed Van Daminator. With such practice of this move Roth's right foot would smash into Emil's sternum. From his aerial position Roth would land on his left foot and right knee onto the back of the monster he knew, but could no longer recognise, Kenin.

(ooc: My bad on the link XP)

[Deleted]

Apparently what was said was lost on those too dumb to think for themselves. Jaus was patient enough to not join in the crowds, nor join the opposition. He waited to see the ripples play out all too predictably in fact a small sparked grin as he saw how it'd turn out. Jayr planned this quite well, ever heard the term trap? Who started a riot when they ahd control unless you wanted to catch all opposition in a single trap. He'd grin with a slight laugh. Idiots.

Standing up from his crouched position in the corner as he heard Daniel rattle off some fourth rank spiel about sheep and monsters when clearly it made no sense other than making a blatant point to a baby rattling his toys in the corner looking for a taste of attention. He'd been attentive and watched the students for quite some time, as last Daniel had started a former failed riot, and thusly now another one of his accord. All the signs pointed to his lack of masculinity in taking things head on and rather looking to garter attention on the backs of many. Weakness is all it spread, not inspiration nor creation. He was the very monster of this school, a monster very much like vermin.

"If you're like me and don't agree with this pansy shit let's force them to prove they have the authority to disband, OUR, system!"


"You're the one holding the gun,"

Jaus would interupt his little hate speech, the angry mutters cut short. He would have patience in this instance stepping forward calmly to where the boy was, hands triggered in his pockets showing no inclination to associate with his vile filth.

"The only Monster, the only sheep is you. Think about it.... of course that'd be all too difficult, raising one's pitchfork to the air and starting havoc is much more simple."

A charming chuckle as Jaus would retrieve a hand patting his hair down consciously making an effort to bolden his appearance. He was getting a vibe from this situation, there was no head to it, no purpose but to smash and destroy, defame Jayr for what she was doing. The problem was the SLF outweighed the show of force, it was obvious to one who kept their eyes open and lips shut.

* * * * *

A Riot?

Naughty, Naughty Jaus getting into twoble. The perverse little glance from under a pair of aviators as Sen popped out of the Escalade in the Parking lot quick to pat down his tight fitting slacks and polo shirt on his features. His hands moving quickly to play with his glasses and shirt to make sure he looked refined for such an opportunity.

Nothing like chaos to bring the worst out in people as he crossed the shirtless man in the lot rather quickly with a hobbled pace. The pants he'd wear getting caught up at the crack as he gave the boy a clear end of a tight ended rear.

Jeremy quick to accidentally bump Seng. The Asian man rearing his face up before taking a few extra steps to the front building before flipping him off.

"Suck on deese Chinese Nuts dick head."

A squeeling laughter as he ripped his way inside to the action quickly coming upon Emil and Roth in their little squabble. A perverse glance once more as he hicked his heelish boots on and tromped over towards their position.

One way or another he'd get close enough to Emil and proceed to dry hump the boy's leg quickly forming his hand into a jerking off motion.

"Pew Pew, Motha Fuckaaaaaaa!!!!"

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*@Emil: not that it makes a huge difference but the "broadcast" wasn't made on the overspeakers so to have heard it would have been transitioned through word of mouth or first hand experience in the courtyard*

[Brad White]

(OOC: Sorry Kenin you are my weapon)

Brad had been one of the many in the cafeteria with no knowledge of what was going on as the riot started, and he wondered briefly what the hell could cause such chaos in the normally not perfect but decent level of life the school had because of the system. Riots happened he knew that, but from what shouts he caught in the riot gave a small amount of insight. The system was being disbanded, for something else.

Brad made a break for the exit he had to get out of there before he got seriously hurt. Grabbing the chair he had been in Brad stormed his way to the exit, jumping and running through gaps in the crowd and making some with his chair when they were needed. Somehow he made it without being hurt, but things didn't look like the where going well.

The fighting was spreading, and people seemed to become in this direction from different classes to see what the hell was going on. The fighting met those who didn't know what was going on, and Brad saw it someone else like him using a chair as a weapon knock someone else out (Kenin). Brad threw his chair at that guy and run over pulling Kenin onto his shoulders prepared to get out of there, knowing he had help someone at least when he heard it. The voice of someone he knew shouting from back inside the cafeteria.

Roth confirming that the pillar system was gone and that a group know as the Student Liberation Front was now in charge. Someone else called Roth out declaring that they were going to be the new school captain. This was bad, now it looked like two different groups were going to fight for control, this riot had to end now, and one of those groups had to take charge or the chaos would continue.

Brad decided on the spot, help Roth if one group had to lead it may as well have one of his friend near the top. Brad charged back inside, Kenin still on his shoulder, he wasn't going to leave him to be trampled on. Once inside he would try and find a safe spot to put the boy down before finding Roth and try and help him. He didn't get the chance a not long after getting back inside he was surrounded by rioters. Protecting himself came above protect the guy in the end and in order to do so, Brad spun Kenin so he could grab him by the ankles and then started spinning on the sport using Kenin to hit anyone like a tornado as he spun through the room becoming out of control.

[Scene]

There was a time...

When Scene would turn the tools of tyranny...

Would use those things against them...

Break the man...

Fill the void...

In the office of the Student Dean, Scene's minions worked. They were hot-wiring the desktop computer, re routing the power to the emergency school speakers. Why? Well, those same speakers, generally used for earthquake warnings, were spread thickly throughout the school. The wire was now being put to ar hole, fed through a drill-bit-made gap in the floor. A man below pulled, connecting it to a wire. Next to him, a female with glasses, watching. She pulled out a case, then a small device that, after being hooked up to the wires at their focal point, shone brightly. She turned, giving the thumbs up to the guy with the walkie-talkie, who spoke one word into it.

"Go."

-------------On the roof, overlooking the Riot-------------

A man lowered the walkie-talkie, looking to Scene, who stood staring down at the battle field, the strange strands of hair cropping from his iron facial coverings. He took the mic stand, which gave a loud squeal through the campus. Behind the masked man, a band stood waiting- drums, a guitar, a bass guitar. Everything. Even a man at a computer to signal transient sounds and noises. Scene took a drink of water from the cup by his feet. He gave a nod to the lead guitarist, and stepped up to the microphone and began to sing when his time arrived, his voice harsh and powerful, projected everywhere, along with the sound of the music.


"I'M OVER IT!...."

As his voice continued through, the doors to the courtyard would open, and out would emerge an army, or at least an army compared to those already there. 16 students , all of them called to the beck and will of Scene. They began to march, heading for the battlefieled, his three commanders up front. Bradley. Ron. Steven. Scene grinned as he continued his song. Love lost....love learned. Vengeance owed. Things were proceeding quite nicely...and he always loved a dramatic entrance.

OOC: These NPC's may be used and fought in any way the other PC's deem fit- i wont be controlling them. There are approx. 3 NPC's out on the battlefield i will control in the future- ron, Bradly, and Steven. Auto-hitting these three, who will have names as i RP them, is not allowed.

[Kenin Katashi]

(OOC: Sorry if this ruins your post completely but I refuse to be modded when Kenin's only unconscious for a second or two. Should have talked to me first. Added note, nobody here would recognize Kenin, including you Roth. Severe physical changes have taken place since most people have last seen him.)

Kenin awoke a second or two later on someone's shoulder, (Brad) and he reacted by grabbing Brad suddenly and aiming to turn and swing the boy's entire body to throw him at Roth. Roth was his target, mostly because he was the one who knocked Kenin out, as far as he was concerned this was his primary opponent, the others were opponents as well, but for now Roth was his primary, even if it may switch.

This action would have prevented Brad from leaving, and from coming back. It was his own fault for even going near the boy who was only out for a few seconds.

[Emil~♟]

Mid-speech, it looked like Roth had grown a set and gone for a counter attack. It was flashy, nothing more and nothing less. With how long it even took Roth to get in the air, Emil had already took a side step and out of the way. The step brought him closer to where this wrestling wannabe had launched himself in the air. Using this to his advantage, Emil had already centered himself and shot a fist out to connect with Roth's temple mid-attack. The flaw within this move was the jump-spin tactic... It doesn't work in real life, you see it in incredibly bad television. The attack was way too flash, the substance lied in the last couple of seconds. Before that Roth is left in nothing but vulnerability. Believe you-me, Emil intended on taking advantage of it no matter what the situation. Roth dependent on how he took the hit would land and the behemoth would already have spun back in his position towards Mathew and what looked like a new guy to finish his speech.

When that was done, there was nothing left but to contribute to the chaos of it all. Emil was School Captain and there was nothing these SLF cunts could do about it. But before the embrace of his colleagues what looked like an small asian man, took charge and went to cling to Emil's leg. Just struck by sheer confusion, the rage finally kicked back in. There was a moment just before the small asian's leap, Emil took a step back just enough for him to fall flat in front of him, just on positioning. There would be no hesitation, raising his foot, Emil took a quick and solid stomp on the back of the small man's head. The stomp controlled by so much force would certainly leave a fractured skull, possibly worse. He wasn't looking for this annoyance to get back up, but rather disposed of in whatever means necessary.

"Fuck's sake, the shit you see nowadays."

After scanning the ridiculousness for any signs of movement, the call of reform brought him back to the right. He was at home here.

[Jayr Byrne]

Check

Situated with an eager grin on her face Jayr curled up by the door, her hands latched around her knees excitably waiting until what she'd anticipated would happen. And as expected the flip of a switch on the other side of the door. Snap. They were about, though the cruel reality of it was is that they were heavily underestimating her to no ends. Perversely a reason why she was so at ease right now. Jayr would rise up slowly from her position, cautiously even feeling her hands shaking from the anticipation. The words lost to her as she played it over in her head ready unleash the flurry of nerves beneath her skin. Scared, in truth she was but from what she'd experienced it was best to face things head on, even stubbornly so.

Her hand quickly touching the door briefly before looking down at the seam in the ground, her brow furrowed at the cable running under the door. Curiosity striked her with a certain ferver that would pass quickly if they were anyone but her. The door creaking aside and she'd quickly sneak off past the crowd not to be interrupted as Jaus had taken the floor instinctively and Jayr remaining low until she followed the trail up the stairs.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Huh?

Alice rose her head from the corner of her book slabs looking up at Daniel as he made his pitch. Seriously, she had to agree with Jaus' remark. The kid was playing with fire and had certainly no realization of what he was talking about other than sparking a riot. Idiot probably wouldn't know what to do with the thing once it'd run its course.

A hand would come to her face as she rubbed the corners of her eyes, a group of gals and guys about her sharing the same sentiments though matched with unconscious attention quickly shifting inward towards Alice looking for a sense of authority.

"Alice, whats up?"

Her eyes would crescent from an open palm with slight confusion taking as their confused faces battling between two different opinions and looking for the most reasonable answer. One that would favor them. You see, the group otherwise caught up amonsgt Daniel were primarily SLF supporters seeing as he jeered them from her assembly. Their sense not so much inclined towards rioting pointlessly but rather creating a better, stronger establishment. They weren't above fighting, but they chose to do such with a sense of self interest in mind. Nothing was to be gained from senselessly causing havoc. A system was in place now, not the same granted that was scary, but still there was order.

"We're going to go to the courtyard... I'll call Jayr, we're going to get this settled out. If he wants to play sheep, he can play the black one and get slaughtered first."

Alice didn't sugercoat things, she was bitter, tough and of all things intelligent. With paced strides she took her portion of followers, along with them they each gathered more. Eventually the masses of Daniel's charade would be more inclined to their numbers outside in the courtyard. Discussion prevolant, confusion even. A breeding ground for any number of things.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Welcome to the new order bitch!"

It didn't take a genius to know that spelled trouble. Josh was on the scene as it happened. The rather big fellow similar to his own build in almost everyway lashed out at the nearest students. It wasn't uncommon. Slight panic arising between folks choosing their corners more so than anything else defensively to look out for one's self. It was the true nature of people in times like these, and it wasn't as though such an action would encure a riot just yet. At least not when there was safety in numbers.

Josh quickly jostled forward from behind, a sharp punch to the kidney of the big fellow before he could get the strike off at the boy still clutched in a greasy grip of hair. Josh's body weight low to the ground behind so that a sweaping upper body reply would do nothing, aside from miss him completely. His right leg kicking out between the legs at the lower thigh with enough force to topple the man forward or back, his elbow from the right arm driving up painfully into the back of the man's skull.

"Looking for trouble?"

Josh would back himself up a few feet as quickly he found allies at his sides. The SLF was after all a group of teh people. Organized and poised now to make the crippling blow. Just as this riot was aimed to take out their knees, it'd only serve as a pedistal to climb over.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"I'M OVER IT!...."

The heavy ring of metal flooding her ears loudly would bring a cantancerous smile over her face. Hands pushing free the door from its position she'd enter on the roof with her arms crossed slightly, she wasn't displeased rather amused. It was a riot after all and whom she'd assumed would be one of the people behind it surprised her most in not taking part in the affairs of the few. Better than it? Perhaps but it made her grin. The song going on wonderfully till its end and Jayr would step up to Scene with a small nod of her head asking to share this moment, a nod in return as the microphone was passed over.

"For those of you who want action, come to the Courtyard. You'll find plenty there."

Jayr would smile before dipping her head and otherwise sharing the mic and personal space with Scene unwavering.

"Just gonna stand there
And watch me burn
But that's alright
Because I like
The way it hurts
Just gonna stand there
And hear me cry
But that's alright
Because I love
The way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie"

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"The way you lie
I love the way you lie"

Dylan arose from her desk, the slight drool running out of the corner of her mouth as she realized what class she'd just slept through. The mismanaged panic quickly set aside as a hand swept through her hair curiously scratching along her scalp. Her ears perking up to the music before swaying unconsciously in beat. A smile perked up on her face before standing in her seat and swaying. Jayr was at it again.

"Nowwwww Techno!"

She commanded loudly to the sky quickly disappointed as it didn't reply changing over to Eminem's part of the beat.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The Silly tune burning her ears as Jess tried pumping up the tunes on her headphones walking absent mindedly into what would look to be an orgy. Okay maybe that was over exagerating but without the audio to the conversation the visual looked like a bald guy pulling out miscellenea toys from chairs as sex objects while two asian guys did it in the corner. Absently Jess would cross their paths not intending to intersect but if they did so it'd happen because she wasn't so observant at the moment for the most part.

"Get a Room."

Narrowing her eyes she'd shake her head strongly before making her way back through the halls in silence. What was wrong with kids these days?

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

OOC:
Controlling Majority of Students are SLF Due to Gang NPC's involvement in thread, these are not to be modded under any means unless requested by me first to do so. Other Majority is Movement's Gang NPC's involved. Otherwise Neutral NPC's are to be as they are....neutral.
0/32 Gang NPC's in action from SLF

[Orion]

"Attention 259! Please be advised that riot-starters and riot-partakers shall be sprayed with copious amounts of ice-cold water!"

That said, resident glowing boy extraordinaire took out a lighter and held it up to a smoke alarm. This was a special one that Orion had hot-wired a bit back, after seeing how effective cold was, especially when there was a lot of it in watery form. The smoke alarm, if set off, would set off all the emergency fire sprinklers in the school, including those in the cafeteria. It would also set off sprinklers located in the courtyard, hitting them with water as well.

The alarm began to beep, and suddenly the sprinklers activated. Water shot everywhere, and screams and shudders prevailed everywhere. Orion grinned.

Now let's even the odds.

[Donovan Green]

Donovan leaned against a wall picking out all the dumb asses in the area. He was shocked that some would agree to this guy's babbling noise of an injust system. If people followed him there would be more monsters...

"YEAH I AGREE! WE NEED TO SCARE EM MONSTERS AWAY!"

A student cheered on the boy... Having a look at him... his head was shaved poorly... few teeth missing and a few good bruises on his arms in which his teeshirt with the torn sleeves had uncovered.

"You agree?"

Donnie would talk to him in a calm tone as not to draw anyone's attention, but the boy's.

"Yeah... who is gonna beat up them ass holes that bully everyone else?"

"And when will that stop? If one has to prove themselves via fighting...then another will have to step up and prove themselves in the same manner to the following 'victim'... It all becomes a vicious cycle and proves this douchebag's theory wrong." A crooked smile slipped to his lips as he looked up at Jayr who had taken a spot at the mic. "He was just pissed off 'cause he couldn't think of a better system so he decided to whip his dick out because that is the only thing he knows..simplicity."



Donnie would look at the fellows expression and smile to himself before looking back at Jayr. "And you're helping with my point."

Now he would just wait until there were further instructions from Jayr. He had her back.

That and he didn't want to leave the area he was currently in due to it being most dry.