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Sam (vs) Grian

Sam (vs) Grian

Sam:

6'1"

A little tamer then in hs

Scared of his own temper

Vegetarian

Lives with Taurtis and Dom

Grian:

5'6"

Openly cruel

Nervous yet cocky

A registered necromancer/warlock

The necronomacron talks to him

Lives with Igbar, J and Jts

Sam's prologue:

Sam sat in his dorm, Taurtis was in a class right now so he was stuck with his dorm mates. He sighed and looked out the window, he saw someone he never thought he would- Grian. Grian had just stepped out of the deans office and was smiling at the sky like an idiot, it made Sam so angry. He'd done nothing but help Grian out, he'd let Grian live with them without paying rent, he'd payed for Grian's food while he lived there, paid his phone bill for him for years- even helped him hide his scars from Taurtis. Then Grian just left him and Taurtis without even caring, he left laughing- but Sam was willing to forgive all that.

Seeing Grian again would make Taurtis smile, Taurtis was all Sam really had left. He'd do anything to make his buddy happy, he knew he'd hurt Taurtis in the past but he wanted to make sure he never did again, if Taurtis wasn't happy then Sam was failing. So if seeing Grian again would make Taurtis happy, then it would make Sam happy.

These were the only thoughts in his head as he trundled down the stairs and onto the campus, the only thing in his mind as he quietly pulled Grian into an alleyway, a hand over the blondes mouth. He chuckled as he carefully took Grian's jacket and used it to tie the brit up, Grian struggled and wrestled against Sam but in vain. Sam was to strong for him.

Sam attempted to sneak the bound Grian into his dorm, tripping on the stairs. He didn't drop Grian but some random book fell out of Grian's bag, Sam ignored it, who cares about some dumb book? That was until he heard the humming, he turned in shock to see black tendrils made from pure magic shooting at him. The tendrils wrapped around his arms and legs, pulling him up into the air.

He screamed and thrashed about but before his dormmates could arrive, another set of tendrils came and untied Grian. The blonde leaped to his feet and grabbed the book, sticking out his arm and shooting a small ball of magic at the rabbit boy and running out of the dorm, pushing past Sam's dormmates as he went.

The dormmates found Sam laying on the stairs, numb pain coursing through his veins and muttering under his breath about how he'd ruined the gift.

Grian's prologue:

Grian was sat in the deans office, he'd been caught stealing the golden pocket watch one of the history professors carried around. He hadn't been caught by a teacher, no, he'd been ratted out by Silly fucking Jilly- the girl from high school. Grian didn't think he would ever see her again, what a wonderful way to bump into an old friend. Maybe she just didn't recognise him, he did have a new haircut and a magic scar so that's fair- Grian might help jog her memory later. He chuckled at that thought, looking around the office. It was a dark olive green with a rather calming patterned carpet, Grian found himself getting lost in the pattern. He pulled his eyes away from the floor to view the shelves on which many stuffed toys and ornaments were being kept, a few certificates and some rather nice art. He glanced at the desk to see some paperwork, a clock and a nice vase with some flowers in it.

Then he realised that the dean had been watching him in interest for the past minute, he coughed and sat up straight. He made perfect eye contact with her- he knew that this would put them off any emotions other then anxiousness. The dean smiled though, which made Grian blink I'm surprise. "I know all your tricks Grian, I've seen your sort before. So why were you stealing hm? You can trust me."

Grian shrugged, sighing and leaning back in his seat. "A guys gotta eat."

The dean gave him a look of sympathy. "Look kid, I get it. But stealing isn't the right thing to do. You're the Xelqua's kid right?"

Grian's eyes widened, how did she know?? He hadn't put his last name down for anything, he expected to remain nameless. He nodded slowly, shrinking into himself.

The dean laughed. "Oh relax, it's fine. I knew your father in collage, I can get you a credit card- and they won't bother you. How's that sound? All you need to do is promise not to steal, can you do that?"

Grian nodded excitedly. "Oh please! Thank you so much- I'll make sure to save money and get good grades!" He was just so thankful, he'd literally do anything for that. "Do you need anything? Anyone killed? Literally anything?"

The dean laughed and shook her head. "Nothing Grian, you just need to promise me you won't steal." Grian nodded and the dean chuckled and began to sort something on the computer. "I've fixed up a dorm room for you, number 369. You've got three dorm mates, all male and their records don't seem too bad- I think one went to the same school as you, one in Tokyo?" She smiled. "I'll set you up with a job and a credit card, you just get comfy and do your best." She smiles and leads Grian out of her office.

Grian stands in the courtyard and he can't help but feel like life was just handed to him, honestly he felt he deserved it- his lot in life was shit. He sighed and smiled over at the courtyard, it was a nice day today and the sun warmed his face- he loved the sun.

"You're so weird...a necromancer who loves the sun? What's wrong with you G?" The necronomacron in his bag spoke, it was a little grumpy as it hated trains and Grian had to get on one to get there. Grian just laughed and headed to his dorm, he felt warm.

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Well I haven't played it but in high school...

He always won.

He used all the cards we wouldn't.

And he plays to the judge.

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"..."

"My second week here and I'm laying on the floor after being blasted by the fucking physco dork that is Grian and my dormmates found me babbling nonsense on the stairs. It's going about as well as you'd think."

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Igbar vs Silly

Igbar vs Silly

Igbar:

Designer or hand made only

So average

Scared of cats

Couldn't hurt a fly

If cuthulu doesn't scare him, nothing will (except cats)

Silly:

Buys from second hand stores

Trusted by the faculty

Has a German shepard called Rowan

Has a licence to kill

Still easily scared

Igbar's epilogue:

Igbar sat in his dorm, he was studying in the late afternoon. He didn't have any more classes until tomorrow afternoon so he had time to kill, so he was reading and scrolling through social media. He was just passing a picture of a puppy in a bowl when the door to the dorm was flung open, he looked over and his breath caught in his throat.

That blonde...that same kid who summoned culthu inside of him and found the necronomacron. The same kid that hung out with that excessively rude group of boys in high school, the 'unloved child', the guy cuthulu kept trying to get him to talk to. Igbar dropped his phone and stared, mouth agape. Grian glanced at him and stopped in his tracks. "Oh hiya Igbar! Long time no see!"

Igbar simply nodded slowly, Cuthulu screaming at him to get his mind in order. He sat up and smiled awkwardly at Grian as the blonde put his bags down. "...so you're stating with us?"

"Us? Who else is in this dorm?" Grian asked, leaning against a wall, Igbar noticed the magic scar under that blue eye...like the ocean leaking ink.

He coughed awkwardly and nodded. "Yeah, there's some rich guy and a really wierd dude from Denmark."

Grian nodded along. "Sounds fun, have you met them yet Iggy?"

Igbar swallowed. "I-iggy?" Grian laughed and Cuthulu cursed him for being such a useless vessel. 'We need to get in good favour with him! He could be useful!' The squid rolled his eyes and leant back in his seat. "Yeah, I've met them. They're not too bad to be fair, quite cool guys."

Igbar wasn't sure how living with this guy would turn out, there were a lot of rumours spreading around the school about Grian when they were there; that he was gay, that he'd killed someone, that he'd been kicked from his old school. So many rumours and Igbar didn't know which ones were real. This university was going to be fun.

Silly's epilogue:

Silly was walking to her dorm, she'd had a nice day of study. Peaceful other then catching someone stealing her professor's pocket watch, she had reported them to the dean. She thought that the guy had a familiar terrifying glint in his eye, it gave her shivers but she ignored it.

She passed an alley and suddenly got hit with what felt like a bullet made from honey, her head hit the pavement and she was knocked out.

She woke up in that same alleyway, a few hours later. With a little note pinned to the palm of her hand with a safety pin, it read: Hi Silly! Guess you didn't recognise me huh? So I decided to remind you who I am, I also went though your books and I did fix some of the torn paper also your bottle was leaking so I fixed it and rewrote anything ruined for you. You're welcome- Grian.

Silly's face went pale, Grian was the kid who'd stolen the pocket watch. She was so glad he hadn't killed her, she sat up and ran a hand through her hair. She was concerned that if Grian was here, did that mean the others were to?

She hoped not, she hoped that Grian had managed to get out of that situation. She thought he must have, since he was stealing and Sam used to control the money so Grian wouldn't have had any need to steal if Sam was with him. She smiled, she was happy for him, sure he had to steal but at least he wasn't being controlled anymore.

She stood up and trotted towards her dorm, she swung into the room and flung herself at the sofa. "That was something!"

"Oh? What happened hun?" Her dormmate asked, sitting next to her with a smile.

Silly sighed, smiling back, she only gave a one word answer.

"Grian."