Supernatural Academy (An Advanced RP) discussion

{Eh...your characters cannot be in two places at the same time...}

Eldric approached the shop in his usual long strides before stopping at the door. He glanced either side of him surreptitiously, checking for bullies like allways. If they give him another snide remark...he will burst with pure exaustion and annoyance...not to forget to mention that unhappiness.

Seeing today was not a busy day for shops, the shoe shop seemed empty. It was the time people tend to have supper at afterall. He gently pushed open the glass door that opened with a little creak. Eldric felt a little scared for some reason. He glanced over at the till to find a little sign saying:
Dinner.
Will be back in 25-30mins

Eldric wondered how stupid this person would be to leave the shop with no guard. He then noticed how there was no cash register. Obviously it was locked in another room. Eldric had to chuckle at that.
He smiled with amusement as he strode down the aisles, scrutinizing the classy leather shoes.

{This must SUCK. I think I was writing too list method-ish...}

((Do you want Tesir or Darkness?))

((Hm...um...Tesir...That name sounds cool!))

The shoes began to glow golden as the racks began to shake. The door to the cash register flew off of its hinges and slammed into the exit door, smashing off the handle and inexplicably fusing to it, keeping anyone from coming in or leaving.
The cash register opened and closed as dollar bills flew out of it only to burn to nothing in golden flames. The shoes, as one, all spontaneously combusted, resulting in a 'splosion that miraculously did not kill anyone but destroyed the store walls and injured all within a twenty-foot vicinity, mostly from debris.

((have to go, be back soon.))

Eldric yelled and screamed like mad as everything started happening. He looked wide eyed at everything turning golden. Eldric decided to stay quiet, hoping he wouldn't be seen. His gaze resturned to the shoe in his hand and a loud gasp escaped his lips as he dropped it with a great thud. He knew how this was too loud and noticibable and glanced nervously around to find the source of the happenings. "You can bully me! Please not like this!" he shouted into the smoky air, suspecting it to be a bully.

WHAT POWERS DO YOU HAVE? Tesir thudded into his head, escalating the point by throwing golden energy against his arm, giving it a long cut. The cut caused pain, which is what cuts generally do... the blood was red... because blood is red when it makes contact with O2, ehm... there were scattered shoe parts all over the place.
What else? Oh yeah, it's your turn.

Oh, and there was rubble everywhere.

{So sorry...I forgot his powers...Yeah he hardly means anything to me. I even forgot what he looked like...Can you tell me his powers? My phone won't let me search discussion posts you see....}

((Telekinesis{able to move objects without hands}
Telepathy {Speak to minds}
And shapeshifting))

{Thank you so very much!}

Eldric gasped at the unfamiliar voice. Did they have a new bully? He yelped when a deathly pain shot through his arm and shivered violently. He had never been bullied so much before.
"Please..." he pleaded, "Don't bully me like this...I don't deserve it..." He was truly terrified, terrified to his gut. Maybe the bully was an illusionist? Maybe none of this is real?
Eldric hesitated before saying quietly, barely coherently "Telekinises...Telapathy...Shapeshifting..." At shapeshifting, a fabulous idea accured to him. He swiftly tirned into a pile of broken display shelves for hiding. This wasn't going to be easy. He whispered "Knife" as a knife, not very good, for fixing shoes appeared in his hands, precaution.

((I'm sorry, could you explain that last bit?))

{Sorry for not clarifying my stupid self. He summoned a shoe fixing/carving knife...}

Golden light flooded into the form he'd made and forced him to return to his true form.
Golden light formed into the form of a humanoid shape, wearing a golden ring connected by a chain to another ring on his left index finger. He extended his right hand and fired an immobilization charm into Eldric. He slipped the other ring onto Eldric's right index finger.
Power began to transfer over from Eldric to Tesir.

{Is this meant to hurt?}

((No.))

{Is it meant to make him feel weaker? Sorry for the questioning....I need to know to write about what he feels...}

((Yeah, he'll feel weaker with a massive sense of loss uunder his collarbone. Any arrogance his powers gave him will be replaced with fear.))

Eldric just stood there, immobolised and wide-eyed as he stared blankly at Tesir. First he wondered what this ring was for? Was this dude gay? "No I'm not marrying-" he started but then felt so stupid. This was not what was happening...This guy was not proposing to him. Eldric started feeling so weak. He felt like nothing...Unprotected...Scared....His powers were the only symbol of him. Slowly he transformed into his full form without any sign of a shapeshift. "What...are...you...doing. .?" he asked weakly. Then, he didn't ask anymore and started to plead. "Please...."

Tesir fired a net of golden energy into his mouth, silencing him.
The process, the gruesome process, continued, as Eldric lost more and more power and Tesir grew stronger by the second. True, he already had all of these powers by himself, but he enjoyed using other people's more and hardly ever fell back on his own reserves, preferring to interact with the world through chaos dances or other's magic.
"Stop talking. I'm going to kill you as soon as this is done."
Actually, the first thing that happened after it was done was the charm holding him still and keeping him quiet was pulled through the ring as well. Tesir no longer felt the power coming and pulled the rings off both of their fingers, sending them back to his network of portals.

{I'm sorry, what just happened?}

((All of his power is gone. The spell immobilizing him is gone. Tesir took the ring off both of their fingers.))

Eldric felt the ability to move again but sonething was different. He felt...weak....
"Floorboard" he called seeing a loose one, hoping he could use it to fight Tesir. Nothing happened. He tried again, louder but still, nothing. Maybe he lost one power....or so he wished. He tried shapeshifting into something else but again, no change. He tried communicating to the opposite figure, Tesir's mind...nothing..."What have you done to me?" he asked shakily. He felt so bare...as if he were nude. The shapeshifted good looks and charms were all removed along with his dear powers.

"I happen to like your powers," Tesir answered, transforming into a mirror image of Eldric's shapeshifted form.
"And now that I'm you, I wouldn't hurt me," he said with Eldric's voice before the loose floorboard flew into his hands. He began to bludgeon the real Eldric with it.

Eldric stared at Tesir, wide-eyed as he ran for it but his weak and clumsy legs wouldn't carry him far or fast. Eldric felt the pang of pain as that wooden weapon hit him, making him collapse on the ground, yelping in pain as the beating carried on.

Tesir telepathically breached into Eldric's mind and willed his brain to quit, slowly seeping in to the systems that were keeping Eldric alive and shutting them down one by one.
"As far as anyone else is aware, I am Eldric."

{Is this meant to hurt?}

((I don't think he can feel pain.))

Eldric loathed this whole situation. How could he bear having his identity stolen by someone else? How could this random guy just ruin his life like this? Just then, the thought of asking a question he should have asked ages ago occurred to him.
"Who are you?" Eldric asked shakily as he was terrified...Almost petrified...

"I am the Golden Demon, the Thief of Magic, the Holder of Power, Fiend of the 999th Circle, I am Tesir." With that, the Golden Demon turned off Eldric's lungs and left him to die from a lack of oxygenized blood. Sadly, that would only work on Eldric, because of their telepathic connection of Tesir-stole-the-powers-that-were-his, but now Eldric was replaced.

((Are you guys still using this, or can Jenny and I?))

((Tesir's with my character at the moment in a completely different topic, so I guess you are.))

((Yeah, he's gone.))

Entering the shoe store with Drakonnan, Eileen gazed upon the shop in a state of pure wonder. Her eyes trailed over the numerous shelves of shoes: heels, sneakers, and sandals lined the walls. In her opinion, it was absolutely beautiful. Immediately, her eyes lit up, sparkling as though she were the happiest person on the face of the Earth. This place was perfect for her and she couldn't actually believe that someone had brought her here and offered to go shopping with her. It seemed like a dream.

What seemed like even more of a dream was the fact that it was Drakonnan that had offered this proposition. A week or two ago, she'd absolutely despised him. And while Eileen still occasionally blew up at him and no doubt would in the future, her stern nature was beginning to lessen it had just taken some time. Well, quite a bit of time if she were to be honest. Eileen wasn't one to open up to others easily and she still hadn't been completely truthful with her newly gained 'friend' - if you could call the relationship that. Truly, Eileen didn't know what it would be. Whether they were just friends or frenemies, Eileen wasn't sure.

Walking further into the store, Eileen smiled to herself as she started to wander around, completely entranced by the number of shelves and shoes there were to marvel at. It was all so glorious that she hardly had the time to come up with any witty remarks if she'd need some for this outing. In fact, Eileen wasn't even wondering if she would need some. It didn't seem the situation called for that sort of thing.

Drakonnan followed her, just watching her gawk at the shoes. Shoes.... What did they mean to women? Objects? Trinkets? Beauty? He really didn't understand. Footwear was important, but why did you need so MUCH footwear? It astounded him. Well, Drakonnan knew one thing for sure...

He wasn't looking forward to seeing the price tag.

But, he'd get over it.

As Eileen wandered through the store, her eyes seemed to catch on every single shoe that sat poised on the shelves, just waiting in their elegance to be bought. Her eyes were glimmering with happiness as she picked up one pair of shoes and turned to face Drakonnan, "Have you ever seen these kind of shoes before?" The question was mixed with certain seriousness, as though she were quizzing him. But, of course, she was. After all, shoes were that important to her.

"I believe so. Fergalicious always seemed like a strange brand name to me, however. Aren't they an older high heel developer, though? Why are they here?" Drakonnan asked, inspecting them carefully. He'd seen a lot of shoes before, believe it or not. Sometimes, it helped to know these things. Oh well... Goodbye, sense of masculinity.

((There's an ACTUAL brand of Fergalicious, btw.))

((Wow. I didn't know that. Goodness gracious, why did I make her obsessed with shoes? I know next to nothing about them >.< I wear converse six out of seven days of the week for goodness sake.))

"2006." Eileen stated, "They were first made in around 2006 with the release of Fergie's hit single 'Fergalicious'." She nodded her head to this fact, as though it were quite the important fact. "Though, these aren't nearly the best I've seen. No, Gucci and Louis Vuitton are much more preferred." Judging by the way she was acting, Drakonnan better hope he had a big wallet. Or at least, had enough nerve to tell her when to stop because she wouldn't. This was like a candy store to her and if she wasn't reigned in, she'd go wild. "But I'm guessing this store won't have any of the really nice designers judging by the different brands they have on display." Shaking her head, she pivoted and continued down the isle, acting as though she owned the entire place. "Honestly, you think they'd have better ones out for show than these kind of things." Her slender finger poked a pair of sneakers as she went along, "How drab."

Drakonnan reached in his back pocket a pulled out a wallet. He reached inside it, then handed her a card. "Go nuts," he said, shrugging. Why are all so many shoes SPARKLY? He didn't understand. The passed on such shoe and his eyes locked on it for a bit. "That's a lot of glitter..." he muttered, watching the light dance off of it. He sighed, and turned to Eileen. "Buy whatever you want, but make sure you wear MY present occasionally. I don't want it forgotten," he said, unsure if she even heard him. He'd tried really hard to find her a gift and now he was worried that he was undoing all of that work. He didn't want to admit it, but the idea... scared him. And he didn't like fear.

((Still swamped?))

((Pretty much. And it doesn't help that I have two groups in the progress and I need time to work on characters as well. Plus, I have a social life (surprisingly) and don't want to spend every waking moment replying to RPs. So, yeah, swamped.))

With a credit card in her hand, Eileen felt unstoppable. That was a really bad move on Drakonnan's part. Now she wandered throughout the store, pointing out random shoes that she really loved, not caring how many odd looks she gained from the other customers and employees in the store. Eileen just shot them all a scowl. To them, she just looked like a shoe-obsessed teenage girl, not a seven hundred year old angel that was... well, obsessed with shoes. No, no one would ever guess that. At least, not any of these mundane folks. If they ever guessed her to be an angel and Drakonnan a necromancer, Eileen would have been too in shock to buy any shoes. And that was saying something.

((Yep. I understand.))

Drakonnan followed her around, completely unaware that he was doing so. Of course, he was also completely unaware thaat he'd have to carry all of the boxes, but he'd learn eventually. That, or he'd suffer the consequences of his own ignorance. Couldn't expect her to carry her own shoes, could you?

As she went around looking at the various displays, Eileen would pick up random boxes of shoes she liked and hand them to Drakonnan. The angel didn't even bother to check the sizes on each of them; she already knew everything about the shoes there was to know. Size just wasn't a factor anymore. Hell, if it didn't fit when she got home, Eileen would just find a way to make them. Whatever it took, those shoes would eventually fit.

Halfway through with her shopping spree, Eileen turned to Drakonnan, a smile on her gloss coated lips. "Are you holding up fine or do I need to find a witch to turn you into a pack mule?" She didn't even care to listen for his response as she simply pivoted a moment later to get a good look-see at a pair of black studded flats. Needless to say, Eileen was definitely enjoying herself.

Drakonnan craned his neck to the side to see, using the air to keep the boxes steady invisibly. He sighed, watching more and more pile onto the stack. "Next time, I shall bring a pack mule..." he muttered, hoping his debit card wouldn't be completely drained. He had a lot saved, but still... He wanted SOME food money. The lifestyle of eating well had finally grown on him.

At his reply, Eileen actually found herself smiling. "That would be a good idea." She commented, nodding to herself before she continued on with her spree. When her shopping was finished, she turned to her companion and put her hands on her hips. "Now we must purchase it all." It was apparent by her use of words that Eileen herself wasn't all too familiar with shopping lingo no matter how much she pleasured herself in the activity. Heck, it wasn't like she hung out with anyone else who did. Eileen would rather steer clear of the dumb customers that plagued the malls. No thank you.

"Uh huh. You mean the check-out counter," Drakonnan said, smiling back meekly. The boxes were getting a bit heavier than he'd thought they would be. He set them down and began passing them one by one to the cashier, who must have thought she was about to have the worst time in her life. He doubted that the shop got much business at all anymore, what with Wal-Mart being so close.

Eileen was more than happy to give the small shoe store all her business. She'd come here everyday if her budget -- and her closet -- allowed for it. Sadly though, that was not the case. It was somewhat difficult to store many shoes when one lived in a Hunter's headquarters. And it wasn't like she could bring them up to heaven for storage; most angels didn't approve of such material things. Why Eileen did, that was always a mystery for them. But for her, it made perfect sense. They were shoes. Duh. She didn't need another reason to practically worship them.

Smiling as the woman at the counter checked out their items, Eileen let herself have a moment of childlike glee and rocked back on her heels. For her, this was most definitely exciting. However, getting new things always was, especially if those things were shoes.

"You know, I have extra closet space, if you'd get in trouble with all these," Drakonnan suggested, watching his money slide through the card reader. He sighed, and picked up the purchased shoes. "I seriously doubt you have enough space, without the help, anyway," he added, slightly amused. He didn't have such restrictions as regulations on storage and material possessions. As long as he obeyed, he was fine.