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STORM Chapter 4
    Well. I shot someone at school today, because of the new “COMBAT TRAINING” for the kids with bad powers. That’s not what they said, because adults think I’m dumb and listen to their PC nonsense. So Jen, Elise, and I all were herded into the lounge. The lounge was virtually impossible to lounge in, and the heater was there purely out of spite. Seriously, who needs a heater in freaking July.
    “Hey, Nick,” Elise said, obviously bored.
“One sec, I haven’t finished my internal rant” I complained.
It’s already 100 degrees outside, they feel the need to torture us with a heater. To add
insult to injury, the teacher turned it up when we arrived, and she was freaking completely fine. PLUS we have to run today. Fun, I know.
            So, while we did our laps, the teacher named “Mr. Recter” set up some kind
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STORM chapter 5
STORM chapter 5
After trying (and miserably failing) to get some sleep, I woke up and met Jen and Elise for bagels at the cafeteria. After failing to make a dent in the stale, rock hard bagels, we fed them to the trash can, who was beginning to become a devoted follower of our group, then ventured off to our first classes.
     Algebra slipped by without a trace as did most of the classes until the last class of the day, Catchphrases. Usually one of our more fun classes, the session started the way it usually did, with the teacher arriving late, but still determined to teach the completely uncaring students in the class. After making some horrible puns, the teacher greeted us and gave us our assignments. The paper had us name popular heroes’ catchphrases, such as “Hulk smash” and “It’s clobbering time”  
            Useless timewaster, as any of my catchphrases will
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                        The headmaster told us to leave, as the interrogations can get a bit … messy. The screams got intensely louder as we walked off, slightly scared about the safety of the school.
            “Wait, there’s something off about this,” Elise said, pondering. I thought about the situation for a second, then came to the same conclusion she had reached.
            “How did they know where the school was,” I said, setting us up for a stereotypical back and forth detective rant.
            “Exactly, there was no way they could have found it-”
            “Without an inside
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STORM Chapter 4

    Well. I shot someone at school today, because of the new “COMBAT TRAINING” for the kids with bad powers. That’s not what they said, because adults think I’m dumb and listen to their PC nonsense. So Jen, Elise, and I all were herded into the lounge. The lounge was virtually impossible to lounge in, and the heater was there purely out of spite. Seriously, who needs a heater in freaking July.

    “Hey, Nick,” Elise said, obviously bored.

“One sec, I haven’t finished my internal rant” I complained.

It’s already 100 degrees outside, they feel the need to torture us with a heater. To add

insult to injury, the teacher turned it up when we arrived, and she was freaking completely fine. PLUS we have to run today. Fun, I know.

            So, while we did our laps, the teacher named “Mr. Recter” set up some kind of target practice for us and the other misfits, with an array of powers, ranging from being able to tell someone the amount of blob fish in the world, to someone that can mimic others’ powers, but only if the third letter in their middle name is a “q.” Fortunately for him, there is someone he can copy off at the academy. Me, of all people happens to be blessed with the middle name of “McQuin.” I hate my parents.

            Anyway, we have this imposter Shot put running around thinking he’s cooler than me,

while he can only throw three at a time. Serves him right that his copied powers are weaker, I was throwing three by the age of ten (much to the chagrin of my parents,) and he’s thirteen with the ability to throw three. I would like for him to put a toothpick under his toenail and kick a wall. I think he hates me back, but all he has ever said to me was sarcastically complimenting my ability to handle balls. Jen laughed really hard at that.

            After we finished power honing, we were each given pistols. The handguns were fully loaded with tranq darts, so we could just shoot at each other. And hopefully die. Not the best class I ever took. I ended up taking out the copycat, and two more people. Eli got me in the back, upset over his constant mistreatment about his power. Even during the fight, he was forcefully swapped three times in the carnage. Jen and Eli were the last two combatants, but due to Jen’s lack of a care to give, she was lazy and predictable. Her only tactic was the teleporting, and she was literally making a 10x10 foot box around Eli. He ended up hitting her in the arm, about the 4th time around. Eli got the spoils of war, a free piece of 9-topping pizza.

Needless to say, he gave it to the trash (as a gift between friends.)

            After a few transformations caused by upset students that really wanted that pizza, Jen, Elise and I returned to the “residences” for an actually nourishing meal.

 

 

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STORM chapter 5

After trying (and miserably failing) to get some sleep, I woke up and met Jen and Elise for bagels at the cafeteria. After failing to make a dent in the stale, rock hard bagels, we fed them to the trash can, who was beginning to become a devoted follower of our group, then ventured off to our first classes.

     Algebra slipped by without a trace as did most of the classes until the last class of the day, Catchphrases. Usually one of our more fun classes, the session started the way it usually did, with the teacher arriving late, but still determined to teach the completely uncaring students in the class. After making some horrible puns, the teacher greeted us and gave us our assignments. The paper had us name popular heroes’ catchphrases, such as “Hulk smash” and “It’s clobbering time”  

            Useless timewaster, as any of my catchphrases will be lame, just from my power. Don’t even get me started on Eli. Anyhow, the teacher was cool, even if a bit annoying. He calls us all by our given nicknames, “Shot Put,” “Zippy,” and “Swap” for me, Jen, and Eli. After dying a little on the inside because of his nicknames, I finished the assignment, and read a bit.

            After reading a bit, the intercom goes off, a routine lockdown drill. After a few minutes, however, we start to suspect there’s something more going on. After a few more minutes go by, we hear a gunshot, followed by a muffled scream of pure terror. We then heard a massive bolt of lightning strike the school. The power then cut out, leading to mass hysteria. All of the students still able to function drew weapons and got into position for a battle of the ages. I got ready, and summoned a couple balls. Eli asked me to say the word, as his female self was better in these situations. Jen strangely picked up an eraser, and looked like she could kill a man. The panicked students re-hid, or took up arms to stop the armed assailant. It was chaos, and somehow Jen managed to get ON TOP of the guy, and disarmed him. She then beat him senseless with the eraser. We then called for the headmaster for interrogation. We were all wondering who’d been killed, when we all got called to the dining hall for a “Meeting” . As it turns out, the attacker was a tall, thin guy, with a handlebar mustache.

    “Looking like that, how isn’t he under constant surveillance,” I quipped.

    “Now is not the time for jokes,” Elise reprimanded me

    “When isn’t it time for jokes,” I said.

    “Shut up you two,” called the headmaster. “Now, let’s figure out who he works for,” he said, stereotypically setting up the cliffhanger ending.


STORM chapter 5
You won't figure out who died yet, because i forgot. whoops
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STORM chapter 6

                        The headmaster told us to leave, as the interrogations can get a bit … messy. The screams got intensely louder as we walked off, slightly scared about the safety of the school.

            “Wait, there’s something off about this,” Elise said, pondering. I thought about the situation for a second, then came to the same conclusion she had reached.

            “How did they know where the school was,” I said, setting us up for a stereotypical back and forth detective rant.

            “Exactly, there was no way they could have found it-”

            “Without an inside man!” We said in unison.

            “Um, what,” Jen asked dazedly.

            “Don’t worry about it,” Elise responded.

            “So, the only thing to do is to find the culprit, and report them to the administrators,” I

said logically, as none of our powers were that useful against a super powered enemy agent.

            “Or, we can find him, and beat him to a pulp,” Jen suggested.

            “How would you do that, Ms. Zippy?” I asked, getting annoyed.

    “Better than either of you,” said Jen with a smirk.

    “Could you guys shut up, please? We need to make a plan,” Elise said, frowning.

We walked in silence until Jen spoke up, ”Okay, so I processed the conversation 12 lines ago and I think I got it. We need to find the inside man without him knowing what we’re up to,”

            “No,” I said, questioning why we let Jen in on this,” We tell the principal that there is most likely an inside man, and that we will do our best to find and report him”

            “Still think I could beat him up,” Jen muttered

 

     

STORM chapter 6
I am an idiot, because why would there be pdf support
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STORM chapter 6
Finally I return from extinction. Sorry about how short it is, i just wanted to post new content for this.
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I'm not dead, just have lost my computer and will get a new one soon, even though I have not posted anything in a very long time.
I have made 4 successful characters and their bios for a story I will probably think up a title for soon. It is a magic world (cliche I know)but not in the traditional sense. The Graceling and Misshapes series plus various video games such as Smash Hit and others have inspired the characters and their various powers and some personality traits. Overall, I have run the idea and all the details through some friends, and they said I should see how it turns out.

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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2016
Part 8 is up of my story
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robereth Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2016
Checked it out. Pretty cool 
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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2016
Ty, sorry for the delay. Your characters sound awesome
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robereth Featured By Owner Dec 20, 2016
Thanks. Imagine the locker room for Eli,this story is set in a high school for people with powers, and someone says the word while he's changing. That would suck
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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016
PS spelling mistakes?! The only ones is the titles, but part 6/7 should be perfect, kept fudging up the titles, but I got all the content in backup offline
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robereth Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016
It was small stuff like bigger vs. bugger in one instance, or the omission of a letter.
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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 19, 2016
Huh, I've tried my best not to mess up, if you don't know, my writing process is: write by hand on notebook, type into offline note app, spell check, then copy and paste, with mostly good results
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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016
Ty for the watch, fyi your #3 so happy I met you man
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Spootyheads Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016
PS more than happy if you want to collaborate, besides the stories, you may want to read the journals, they ain't personal much, and it'd give you a bit more info about me.
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robereth Featured By Owner Dec 18, 2016
Okay, thanks for the offer. I will get back to you on that but for now, I need to sleep
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