GT'S RP (UNFINISHED)

<GTgm>: It's a beautiful day in the neighbourhood as the students of Buck's School for Gifted Fellas are enjoying their saturday break from classes. The sun's warm rays shine down through the windows and bathe the halls in their golden light. But, this being Buck's School for Gifted Fellas, trouble is always around the corner; it's just a matter of when and where. And for these four students, trouble will find them rather than the other way around.
JohnQuint is sleeping under his bed
Elijah is already in there for plot reasons, reading an archie comic
<Elijah>: "Oh that jughead"
Boomer is sleeping out under a tree
Trick is walking through the halls, playing with a deck of playing cards in his hand, shuffling them back and forth absentmindedly
Boomer lets out a loud yawn, rubbing his eyes that change color as he gets up and stretches
JohnQuint is woken up by the alarm, and gets ready, sneaking to snag an early seat in the cafeteria
Trick bumps into John in the halls because the plot demands.
<Trick>: Watch w- oh. John, right?
Boomer begins to take a walk around campus, his curiosity and will to train bring him to the VR haphazard room
<JohnQuint>: H-hey there...
Trick stands about 5'8, fat and with a large afro. He has a beard that's beginning to come in. He wears a beat up sweatshirt and jeans.
<Trick>: Uh... you're the one I sent Diablo at a while back...
<JohnQuint>: Y-you what?
<JohnQuint>: Y-you mean t-t-the guy that w-wedgied me up a flagpole in f-f-f-f-front of the whole school?
Trick groans and rubs his forhead
<Trick>: Yyyyup. My fault.
Boomer sticks his head into the haphazard room
<JohnQuint>: W-why?
<Trick>: Ugh. I was just a total prick back then, and I figured you could handle it better, but, ugh. Uuuuugh.
<Trick>: I just figured since I have no idea if we would ever interact again after this, I should apologize and get that outta my conscious.
<JohnQuint>: R-right...
JohnQuint turns back, and goes back to eating
<Trick>: ...Do you know if we're allowed to use the Haphazard room?
Boomer sees nobody in there, walks on inside
<JohnQuint>: N-n-never been in t-there
<JohnQuint>: I'm n-not an S-m-men
<Trick>: Heh. Neither am I, man. Wanna come with me?
<JohnQuint>: I t-think I a-am good...
<Trick>: Ugh, but it's gonna be awkward if I go back there all by myself...
<Trick>: Listen, I'll pay for your lunch if you just check it out with me.
<Trick>: Consider it part of the apology.
JohnQuint sighs
<Trick>: And I'll put whipped cream in Diablo's sock drawer.
<JohnQuint>: F-f-fine
<Trick>: You know where it is?
Boomer stands inside the VR room
<JohnQuint>: Y-y-yeah, do-down the hallwya, to the l-left
<Trick>: Alright, let's go.
Eli is in vr room reading archie indian style
Eli gives the sup nod
JohnQuint draws his hoodie closed, and follows after him
Trick heads off to the haphazard room with John
<GTgm>: The VR room looks dead; with all of it's lights off and none of it's machinery running, the room's silence is almost eerie.
<Boomer>: "....Hey?" he says over, not knowing Eli. Trick and John coming in don't help, he doesn't know these people either.
Boomer adjusts his green hair
<Eli>: "Sup"
<Trick>: "Didn't realize this place was so popular."
JohnQuint slinks off to the corner, and sits down
Trick looks around and scratches his scalp under his enormous fro
Boomer is set on training, at least. He goes to find the control panel
Elijah continues waiting for something I guess
<GTgm>: Once everyone's settled inside the room, the doors slip shut. A quiet whir of machinery can be heard as the room comes to life.
<Boomer>: "....what?"
<JohnQuint>: OhGodWhatisHappening!
Trick looks around
Elijah relaxes
<Trick>: "Is this not usual?"
<GTgm>: The lights turn on, the door locks, and the machines begin whirring louder.
Elijah thinks they just turned on the machine, since the red haired kid went to do something
<JohnQuint>: PleaseLetMeoutIDonTWannaBeHere!
JohnQuint rushes to the door, holding his head, making sure it doesn;t fall off
<GTgm>: Suddenly, light engulfs the group, and all they see is white.
<Trick>: ...This kid is gonna hate me for life, isn't he.
<GTgm>: And quickly afterwards, a sound that almost sounds like dial-up connecting rings in their ears, before the lights fade away.
<GTgm>: The four stand together amidst a grassy field. You can see a few trees off in the distance, some mountains in another direction, and a good distance away in another. The clear blue sky hangs overhead, and a soft breeze blows.
<Trick>: "Oh, this is nice. Is it always like this in here?"
Elijah was sitting but now standing
<JohnQuint>: NazgulIsn'tHereThisIsn'tRight!
<GTgm>: [itbegins.jpg]
<Elijah>: "...What is this an rpg?"
Boomer looks around, wide eyed
<GTgm>: You four are completely alone. You see no signs of life around you.
<Trick>: "So... now what?"
<JohnQuint>: FindAWayOutINeedAWayOut!
<Elijah>: "What did you do"
<Boomer>: "...no seriously what is this"
<Trick>: "There's... a way out, right?"
<JohnQuint>: OhGodPleaseletthereBeAWayOut!
<Elijah>: "What did you do"
<Trick>: "Of course there's some way out, though. A system would be made to handle unexpected glitches in some way, to ensue safety..."
Elijah was up against a wall
<Trick>: "Assuming there's been a malfunction, they'd have put in some way to terminate the program internally, to prevent kids from just getting lost..."
Elijah tries to feel against where he was
Trick begins pacing back and forth, rubbing his stubble, muttering about the logistics of creating such a place as the Haphazard room
<GTgm>: When Eli tries to feel against where he was, he feels nothing. As in air.
<Elijah>: Hrm
<Elijah>: "We have two days before it opens up, we'll be fine. Unless there's a janitor, then we will leave even sooner"
<Trick>: "The best option is probably to get moving. There doesn't seem to be anything of use here, and I doubt we can access the old room from here."
<JohnQuint>: TwoDays!?
Elijah starts walking
<Elijah>: "Maybe theres something around here, anyone have powers?"
<JohnQuint>: What?!
<Boomer>: "Not useful ones...." he says to himself
<JohnQuint>: I'm j-just...
JohnQuint lies down, and curls up
Trick takes out a switchblade knife and begins carving a large circle into a tree
<Elijah>: "Anyone with enhanced senses or sight?"
<Trick>: "Here, kind of."
<Elijah>: i thought there were no trees
<Elijah>: ]
<Elijah>: <GTgm>: You four are completely alone. You see no signs of life around you.[
<Trick>: <GTgm>: The four stand together amidst a grassy field. You can see a few trees off in the distance]
<Trick>: [and we're walking now, right?]
<GTgm>: [THere are a few trees around, and in the distance you guys see a small town and even further, some mountains.]
<Elijah>: right then]
Trick carves his little circle, and pats it with his hand
<GTgm>: [By signs of life I meant 'no animals or people or shit]
<Elijah>: right]
<Trick>: "Enhanced senses ain't all it's cracked up to be when you don't have a mind built to process them, though."
Elijah goes by john and pats at him