Your Teacher A-splode

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<div align=center>PREEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
A silver whistle dropped from a maroon string across the bear-like man’s chest. The assembly of students shuffled out like eager soldiers as their instructors crossed his arms, and shouted in a heavy bass voice [color=6C3C3A]”Great job today everyone. Git yourselves to the locker room now, an’ class is dismissed. Have a nice day.”[/color]

The otherwise stoic cowboy cracked a small smile to the students leaving, as both a reassuring gesture and the result of self satisfaction from a successful class. Sure, there were a few flukes with some of the newer students, but nothing that wasn’t solved through gentle coaching peppered with tough love. With his forefinger the teacher pushed up the brim of his cowboy-esque hat as he listened for the shuffling in the distance to cease to nothing. With a sigh, he leaned against a training block, his knees buckling under him as he slid down to an exhausted sit.

Nothing like teaching self conscious kids with superpowers how to play team sports to knock the wibd out of you.

The final bell of the day rang shrilly in the teacher’s ears. Not only did it symbokize yet another day of his occupation completed, but his conversion from being Mr. Bradshaw to plain old Leeroy. For just a brief few hours, Leeroy wouldn’t have to worry about being the commander to his students or as an authority figure in general. He could just be a simple friend, or another face to pass in the hallway. Sure, he loved teaching, but having the rest of the night to himself was just as dandy.
Being as he was in no rush to get back to his room, he didn’t feel the need to leave. But there was no use in him being idle for so long. And now that he had the room to himelf, he had the chance to do as he pleased. So naturally this was the perfect opportunity for him to practice his own abilities. He was pretty rusty, so now was the opportunity to allow himself to get in gear.

The tall cowboy leaped to his feet and proceeded to near the center of the room. He rolled his shoulders once there and closed his eyes, fists clenched to his side. And suddenly, it started to happen.

98.6. 99.4. 100.7. 110.4. 129.3. 164.8.

Swiftly his body’s temperature began to rise.

190.5. 224.2. 293.6. 398.7. 550.4. 700.2.

Towards an ungodly temperature his blood began to boil. His fists clenched harder and his teeth began to grit. His heart went from a tranquil pulse to a berserk vibrate.

1000.7. 4000.8.
Breaths became shorter, eyes from began to glow.

10,000.

The human bomb’s fuse set off.

KAAAA-BOOOOOM!

The sound nearly shattered the windows as it echoed throughout the hallways as a siren that a man indeed just decimated himself to pieces.

With a split second gasp and a flip open of his eyes, the teacher was gone. </div>
 
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"You can meet me in the power classrooms after Leeroy's class.." Those where the words that now echoed through the mind of Alice Mordrake. It had been so long since she had seen her most beloved pet, and upon the request of his "mistress" he was finally going to show up at this school. Alice could not contain her excitement. Running at the speed of light Alice dashed through the halls towards the power classrooms. Her pace got faster and faster; her long blond hair and small skirt fluttering in the breeze created by her velocity. As she ran she squealed excitedly and exclaimed to the school: "he's coming! he's coming! My little pet dracolich is coming! Jeffery!! Weeeeeeeee!"

Of course, while some students where accustom to Alice's...bubbly...personality, today she got more then her usual number of odd looks. the reaction of the crowds that stepped out of her way ranged from "there she goes again" to "dracolich!?" as she zoomed past them. As she entered the powers wing though, she was not greeted by her pet. No...instead...something else entirely was waiting there for the young girl...

Kaaaa-Boooom!!

Shattered glass and dust shot through the classroom windows, forcing the excited girl to a abrupt halt. Alice lifted her arm to shield her face from the debris as the force of the explosion blew her hair and the long bunny ears of her hat about. After the debris cleared Alice paused for a second and then exclaimed. "Can't you ever be SUBTLE Jeffery!?" However, despite the strange turn of events, Alice was happy. The school was finally starting to turn around. She had the psychotic Konishi to make things interesting. She recently shipped one of her top off-world scientists here to the island to continue her darker plans....and now her favorite pet and one true friend, Jeffery, was here..and what a way he had chosen to enter!

Alice bolted into the classroom shouting "Jeeeffeeerrryyy!!" at the top of her lungs, running blindly towards the figure standing in the center of the room. As she drew closer, her mind was too distracted by her own joyous thoughts to even notice who the person really was and she ran headlong into a full on glomp, her petite arms grabbing onto Leeroy without her even realizing what she had done. "Jeffery...I don't remember you being so....." and with those words Alice opened her eyes and saw that the person she glomped was not the dracolich at all...but professor Leeroy! As soon as she caught on, the look on Alice's face turned from joy to utter beat red embarrassment. She detached herself from him as fast as she could and began profusely apologizing at the speed of light...

"Gomennasai ,gomennasai ,gomennasai ,gomennasai ,gomennasai ,gomennasai !!! I didn't mean to sensei...I thought you where my dracolich! I'm sorry, I'm sorry....you can forgive me, right!?" Alice cried out in embarrassment to Leeroy.
 
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<div align=center>The air following the explosion suspended itself with pure silence. Sizzled fragments of the gym was strewn about, as well as the parts of the now indistinguishable gym teacher. Windows were shattered in places and smoke went through the missing glass. The eerie calm of this room was only lit up with the life of a single, non decimated organ- Leeroy's heart, which still was beating in an insane tempo.

Soon however the pulsating pump began to slow down. The beats per minute went to a more human rate, until finally it matched the natural rhythm that the teacher had. As this stage in reconstruction hit instantly his explosion seemingly began to rewind. Blink a few times and you'd miss it- within seconds, the teacher, his heart, and his clothes were all in tact. After rolling his shoulders to rid himself of the odd feeling in his chest he merely bent over and scooped up his hat. It was unscathed.

Before the man had a chance to assess the damage that he needed to report to the administrators (he wasn't pressed too much, the power classes had gone through twelve windows in just the last week), it seemed he was about to get a guest. Before he could react to the sounds of the distance, a girl blindly came rushing up to his to wrap her arms around his well sculpted chest. And before he could even speak a word to this girl, she had gone off apologizing in a foreign language for what it looked like she felt was a crime. Poor kid.

The hug itself didn't offend Leeroy at all. His destruction-based form only allowed itself feelings of what would be anguish or torture as a neutral form of touch. Anything loving or slightly positive harbored nothing for him emotionally, and ended up making him feel hollow as a result. He was deprived of the warmth or potential friendliness of the hug, it being substituted with nothing but the pure nerve-oriented sensation of useless interlocking limbs. Still, he didn't hold this against the girl. He cracked a smile and held up his hands as an aid for her to calm a bit.

[color=6C3C3A]”S'awright, lil lady. Ain't no harm done. Honest.”[/color] He eased out the apology sincerely in his panhandle drawl. She seemed to be distressed in finding her Draco-something or another, and Leeroy wasn't about to not help someone who looked upset. [color=6C3C3A]"Ya need help or sup'n? If ya lookin' for ya friend, he ain't around here last I checked.”[/color] He offered with a quick search around the room, a look of dismay coming to him when he saw they were alone. [color=6C3C3A]”Wassee look like?”[/color] Maybe Jeffery was around the office? Who knows.

A crack from beneath his shoe of broken glass gave him the memory of the explosion just a few minutes prior. Maybe that gave her a scare, or her friend was just as frightening in arson as he was? [color=6C3C3A]”Sowwry I spooked ya, if I did. Prolly dun near set the school ablaze if'n I weren't careful.”[/color] He apologized for good measure. And that statement wasn't exactly false, either. </div>
 
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Outside the room before the explosion, there was a squirrel. It was a happy squirrel, minding it's own business as it went about a mad rush to gather as many nuts as it could. Content in it's squirrelly life of squirrelly things, it had no idea what was about to happen....

KAAA-BOOOOOM!!

With that, the happy squirrel's life came to a abrupt close as a piece of shrapnel from the explosion made it's lethal impact with the small creature. Blood sprayed over the ground as the tiny animal shrieked and laid down to die, forming a grisly pool of crimson beneath the small fuzzy corpse. However, fate had a different idea for the happy squirrel. As it's corpse sit in a ever-growing pool of blood a black ichor that seemingly had a mind of it's own slithered and oozed it's way over the squirrelly corpse. With the vile, squishy sound of sludge forcing it's way through gore the squirrel's eyes popped open and it started to move once again; the happy squirrel was back!

Of course, some things where...off...about the little fellow. Some of it's intestines still where hanging out, and blood was still dripping from it's wounds. Even further, the large piece of shrapnel still pierced it's stomach, chest and heart and black goo dribbled from it's wound and mouth. However, it seemingly didn't care...it was content in it's new undead squirrelly life of undead squirrelly things...until something forced it's way into it's primitive mind. Something compelled...no...commanded it forward, away from the wilderness and towards the source of the explosion that took it's life..

—-

Meanwhile, back in the present moment within the gym Alice's mind was immediately put at ease...

”S'awright, lil lady. Ain't no harm done. Honest.”

Exactly the words Alice wanted to hear. She was a busy, busy girl and the last thing she needed was to be tied up with disciplinary charges. She had a company to run! Technology to build! videogames to play, manga to read and anime to watch. The kindly southern drawl of Leeroy made the whole thing a lot better. He had an easiness about him that just comforted Alice and his southern drawl certainly added to that effect. What peaked Alice's interest, however, was the mention that the explosion came from him That kind of power...Alice mused...could be useful for her own plans. While she was not foolish enough to try anything now, she wanted more information on Leeroy's abilities...after all...she could always send her goons to retrieve some DNA samples at a later date....Dr. Calloway would surely enjoy playing with that, she surmised....

"Thank you!" Alice exclaimed happily after Leeroy assured her it was ok. "Yeah...my pet Jeffery is a dracolich...a kind of undead dragon! You don't have to help look for him, though because he knows how to find me. Anyway, while we wait for him, would you mind telling me a bit more about your power? I've heard all kinds of awesome rumors from other students...like that you're some kind of self-detonating immortal...kinda like Edo Tensei Deidara from Naruto....you blow yourself up and then come back together....right!? Would you mind telling me more about it, and what it's like!?...Ooo..ooo...and how destructive can you get!? I wanna know that too!" Alice said excitedly, her speech quick and eyes wide with curiosity...
 
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<div align=center>Leeroy eased up on his slight anxiety that stemmed from the girl's regret. Despite the stoic outwards appearance he possessed, it was clear that Leeroy attempted to not be as gruff, be it in his emotions or thought. But with his training as a drill-instructor/gentle motivator he had the ability to switch between demeanors. And it seemed to work this time around.

[color=6C3C3A]”Huh, an undead dragon? Mighty innerestin' petcha got thar, he sounds like fun.”[/color] Leeroy commented about her dracolich with a small smile. Cool, if not pretty creepy. But with the array of pupils he taught, truly it wasn't a surprise. She could walk around with a unicorn on a diamond encrusted leash and nobody would say a word here. The school was weird like that.

His attitude shifted slightly when the girl began to question his powers, shifting from pleasant amusement to slightly uneasy curiosity. From what he's seen in the halls, some students were comfortable with flaunting themselves off, while others remained on the down low. Naturally so it seemed that it was an unspoken rule that you don't go ask around about abilities. Leeroy however had possessed his abilities his entire life and thus grew open with them. And, being somewhat of a power instructor, he often told students what was up with him in order to destroy any barriers that would be created by the fear of apprehensive students. It was a confidence booster sort of thing, really. But this girl's questions got rather... Personal. Though he wasn't worried. It's not like the information would be used against him, right?

[color=6C3C3A]"Well, imma 'fraid I dunno who that is, but...”[/color] Wow, she really was interested in him. He waited patiently for her to finish before continuing. [color=6C3C3A]”Ta answer ya question ma'am, yes I can detonate. Basically whattal happen is that my body heats up ta ovah a thousand degrees or so. Ma heart beat progressively fasta as time passes, and serves lika core sup'n for da 'splosion. Till a certain point my bawdy charges up, then finally.. Boosh.”[/color] He shrugged after his explanation, hoping it made sense. [color=6C3C3A]”Then aftawards ma heart slows down once more an' ma bawdy seamlessly comes back togetha. Dependin' on how long I charge an' how hard I concentrate really creates tha 'splosion. I could either charcoal up tha ground, or jist blow uppa 'ntire buildin' completely. But I wouldn't do that evah.”[/color] He assured with a small nod. Was there anything else missing? Oh yeah! [color=6C3C3A]”Oh! An' I can take off ma limbs an' they can grow right on back. Ma body's disposable, really, an' I can't feela thang.”[/color]

Subliminaly nervous, Leeroy looked to the curious girl. [color=6C3C3A]”Any mo' questions?”[/color] </div>
 
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Ever closer it ran, leaving a trail of blood and black ichor in it's wake. The undead squirrel was on a mission from a force it could not resist. It darted through the grass, dodging debris as it passed. Faster and faster still it ran as it scurried up into the windowsill. In a flash it darted through the window and ran across the gym floor, making a b-line for Leeroy! "Sensei....there's a zombie squirrel behind you!" Alice said to the teacher...but her warning was too late...the undead squirrel had already latched itself onto the leg of Leeroy's pants, where it sat, frozen for a second. Within it's rotting mind, whatever force had taken control of it released it's hold, and the creature, causing it to go frantic....only time would tell what the creature would do to Leeroy!

(OOC: I am giving you control of the undead squirrel for your next post to torment Leeroy however you wish. Have fun, go crazy, and make it do silly things! =D)
 
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Before Leeroy knew the answer to his question, he was suddenly warned about... A zombie squirrel? [color=6C3C3A]”Ohuh?”[/color] But before he had the time to question what was going on, his eyes slowly traced down to the invader on the bottom of his gym sweatpants. He staggered backwards a few steps, taking a few calm breaths. Unfortunately, Leeroy's slow and steady movements did nothing to ward of the undead rodent. Instead, a split second's time found the squirrel bolting up Leeroy's leg- and into his pants.

The normally stoic outward appearance of the cowboy completely dissipated when the rodent went to work creating discord. [color=6C3C3A]”Waaa!”[/color] He yelled in his deep bass voice, taking off his hat to try to bat at the restless creature. He didn't want to look like an idiot in front of a pupil, but... That was going to be impossible! Now he was doing a mad jig around the room to get the damn thing off! [color=6C3C3A]”Sunnuva... Mothaf.... Goddamn..!”[/color] Obscenties poured out of his mouth like no one's business, but luckily they were in a hushed tone. When the squirrel made circles around his abdomen and out to his arm, Leeroy grasped the chance to finally rid himself of the stupid undead animal. With a kick of his shoe up a piece of sharpened loose metal, he grabbed it with his free hand. It was almost butcher knife worthy, and that was exactly what he needed. The situation went from amusing to slightly grisly as he gave the squirrel a death stare while raising his free arm. With all the strength he could muster he swept down halfway down his shoulder and chopped his arm clear off, squirrel in tact. Without any sort of blood he practically football punted it halfway across the room, smacking down the dead middle of a basketball hoop and figuratively scoring a point.

Leeroy breathed heavily and scooted backwards after falling on his butt. His missing arm started to grow back, twisting up almost like a blooming flower. From bone, to ligaments, to muscles and finally skin. Excessive? Maybe, but the squirrel was gone. With his newly grown arm he pointed the 'knife' in the squirrel's general direction. [color=6C3C3A]”S-Stay back ya filthy varmin!”[/color]

Funny how an undead rat had a big tough man groveling in fear.
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