Looking to protect yourself, or deal some damage?

Most people had already changed and headed out, so he quickly did the same. Coach Conroy directed the class to the track where he instructed everyone to run laps. John knew that, if he didn’t just get on with it, Coach Conroy would just chew him out. Not that he’d need a reason for that. John wasn’t exactly the most athletic person and the fact that the jocks disliked him meant that Conroy had a bad opinion about him too and usually made his life harder.

By the end of class, John was wheezing and struggling for breath. He'd been lapped multiple times by several jocks who all mocked or hit him as they passed, one even hit him hard enough to cause him to fall flat on his face.

+1 Endurance

John smiled at the stat increase but wasn’t sure if it was worth his entire body burning. He showered and changed back into his uniform before he made his way to his next class.

John walked into history. Mrs. Wentworth was one of John’s more strict teachers, so he quickly made his way to his seat. History and civics had the same assigned seating and John sat right next to Vanessa in the horseshoe arrangement. Today that was more of a blessing, however, because that meant that he was close enough to use Theft on her.

Opening the Theft window, John was slightly surprised that she’d gone commando and put her soiled panties in a plastic bag. John guessed that she didn’t want to risk washing them in the school sinks and planned on washing them or getting rid of them outside of school.

Not wanting to waste his MP after already using the spell, he clicked and dragged the underwear and equipped them back onto her, suppressing laughter the entire time. She jumped up and let out a surprised yelp. “M-Mrs. Wentworth, can I please use the bathroom? It’s an emergency,” she almost begged.

“Sit back down, Ms. Hawthorne, the lesson has only just begun, and if you needed the restroom, you should have used it before coming into my classroom,” Wentworth stated, shooting Vanessa an icy glare.

Vanessa let out a whimper and sat back down cringing. John was sure that by now his cum was cold. Not that it would have been comfortable before, but he knew it would be even more uncomfortable now, though he did note that Vanessa’s face had taken a pinkish hue and he couldn’t be sure if it was due to the arousing effect from Trigger Emotions. John sat back, satisfied with what he’d done, and actually paid attention during class. Not that he’d needed to, he’d already read ahead and knew all of this.

After class, John headed for lunch. He found an empty table and sat alone as usual. He noticed Vanessa and her two friends enter the cafeteria. Vanessa had an expression he couldn’t quite pin down, but he thought it was close enough to confused. She didn’t seem to be as loud as she normally would have been. John wasn’t sure if he had any classes with any of her friends, but right now she was only with two of them, so he decided that he’d use Observe on them and at the same time see the updated version of Vanessa’s sheet.

Her first friend Erin wasn’t all that interesting, she was the kind of girl that didn’t really give a shit about anything. It seemed Erin didn’t like him because Vanessa was her friend and that was enough. The thing that caught him off guard was Alison’s sheet.

Name: Alison Clark

Title: Artist | Class: Student
Level: 4 | Age: 18

Info:

Alison is the daughter of a famous fashion designer, and though she does share her mother's artistic talents, she has no interest in following her footsteps into the world of fashion.

She became best friends with Vanessa due to their moms being so close. Alison knows how Vanessa is to people but she also knows that there is another, softer, side of her.

Mood: Guilty, Uncomfortable

Opinion:

Alison is smitten with you. Why? Only Gaia knows. Maybe it's because of your artistic talents? Maybe she is just really into nerdy guys, or maybe it's some other strange reason. Who knows? (Me, I know. I'm just not telling.)

Relationship Score: +73

Name: Vanessa Hawthorne

Title: Queen Bitch | Class: Student
Level: 8 | Age: 18
Info:

Vanessa is the head cheerleader and daughter of the wealthiest family in Springfield. She has never had to actually work for anything and was spoiled as a child. Vanessa is known far and wide to be a bitch and everyone knows to stay off her shit list. Alison is Vanessa's best friend; There are very few who get to see Vanessa's other side, limited to only her closest friends.

Mood: Confused, Horny, Disgusted

Opinion:

You are at the top of her shit list. The only reason you haven't been run out of town or worse is because Alison regularly begs her to leave you alone. As far as she is concerned, you are never going to get near Alison.

She thinks you are okay looking, for a nerd, but knows that Alison could do way better, not that she would let any guy close enough for them to try.

Relationship Score: -117

’73RP? What the fuck? That's higher than June AND that's a seriously shitty reason for Vanessa disliking me... Though, I guess it's better than any reason I could have thought of. I don't get why Alison would be interested in me though, we don’t have a thing in common, I think, other than maybe that she’s artistic?

John was still confused at what he’d seen, but the bell rang, disrupting his train of thought, and he quickly got up following in everyone’s footsteps as they made their way to class. He’d not even taken a step before he felt an impact in his chest which knocked the wind out of him and caused him to lose his footing.

-45hp

As he fell he hit his head on the bench.

-10hp

Then his head bounced on the ground.

-20hp

“Oh, sorry, New-man, it seems you walked into my fist. We should get you a set of bells so that accidents like that don't happen again.” Frank laughed and walked over to Vanessa who laughed with him. Alison wasn’t laughing and she couldn't even bring herself to look at him. She looked full of guilt. John slowly stood up and stumbled before getting his footing.

He ignored Frank and decided that tomorrow his **** against Frank and Vanessa would begin in earnest. After heading to class, John sat in geology and thought of what he would do tomorrow. He looked at his character sheet to see what he could use against them, but he was drawn to his low health.

’I should probably have some way to heal myself. I’m sure I could learn alchemy or something to make healing potions, but the easiest thing would be to get some kind of healing spell,’ he reasoned internally.

John focused solely on meditating to try and gain some kind of healing magic. The lesson had almost finished and he was close to giving up when a window finally popped up.

New spell: Healing Touch, 10mp/s - Heal (spell level x 2 + 5) per second of contact. This spell will also counteract the Burn, Bleeding and Poison debuffs. Healing touch can be boosted by contact between sensitive areas.

John looked at the skill. ’This is perfect! Even if I can’t do anything else, at least I’ll be able to heal people, though I don’t want to become a cleric or something, that’s always so boring… What’s this ‘sensitive areas’ thing though?’ John thought.

New Quest: Sexual Healing 1
Heal someone by kissing them.
Duration: >2 Mississippis
50xp
$120
Minor healing potion
Yes/No?

’Ohh, I get it… How often am I going to use that part of the spell? I’m not going to go around making out with a bunch of injured people.’’ He hit Yes while squeezing the bridge of his nose, then finished up healing himself to max health before needing to get to his next class.

John spent the lesson doing the class assignment rather than slacking off while using Meditate to regain the Mana he’d used. If he wasn’t going to actually do any of his schoolwork, he might as well drop out. While his mind was mostly focused on the assignment Mrs. Flung had set, he did occasionally think about what kind of skill he might get, if any, from his self-defence class later on which made him a little excited from time to time.

The bell rang, and John headed out of class following his phone for directions to the dojo. It took about 40 minutes to get there on foot; he had to take a second to catch his breath, looking up at the sign ‘The Moon Dojo’. ’Huh, that sounds familiar for some reason,’ he thought as he walked through the doors.

The dojo was very clean. It had a small front desk where John paid for the lesson. The back wall was lined with mirrors and the floor was covered with crash mats. It had a traditional Japanese style to it with a slightly modern twist.

The class was mostly empty and John had to wonder how they even made money from this place especially with how nicely decorated everything was. The class had 5 kids between 10 and 15 and there was also a couple, as far as John could tell, who were probably in their mid 30’s.

The class was surprisingly fun for John. He learned what a kata was and kind of memorised the motions of it, as well as some other basic training exercises and how not to injure yourself while engaged in a fight. The class seemed to go by quickly, but once he turned his attention to the outside window, he realized it had been longer than expected as it had already started going dark.

New Skill: Hand to Hand (Passive) - While in combat your body's muscle memory will take over, you will instinctively block when you can and your stance will be more grounded.

Quest complete: Best Defence
Reward:
+2 Strength
100xp
$350

He swiped away the window and could feel a slight difference in his muscles, not enough to be visible but enough he could feel it on his arms. He brought up his phone and saw that he’d gotten a couple of messages from Ellie.

< E: Hey, Just parted ways with Val, it’s been so good to see her again. Talking on the phone and through emails isn’t the same as being there in person. >

< E: Also I managed to call my Aunt and she sounded so excited to hear I was in town to see them. She wants to meet with me sometime but said that she will need to find a day she has off. >

< E: Hope your day was as good as mine was :P >

< J: Hey, sorry for not replying earlier, I wasn’t able to look at my phone until now. I’m glad everything worked out and I told you that you didn’t have anything to worry about. Do you think you’ll be seeing your friend again? >

< E: Definitely! Maybe I’ll let you tag along next time. She would definitely be interested in meeting you. She wouldn’t stop asking questions about you xD >

< J: I hope you didn’t say anything bad about me xD >

< E: Of course I did :P I told her about how you tricked me into going on dates with you and how you lured me in to have sex >

< J: Haha... Wait, did you really tell her we had sex? >

< E: It’s not a big deal, she is kind of my therapist, so don’t worry about it. Plus she’s pretty open about that kind of thing. I’ll tell you more about it next time we meet up. Right now I need to go get some yummy in my tummy :P >

< J: Dork! Enjoy your food, I’ll text you sometime later on >

< E: :) >

John opened his phone's GPS and followed it towards his house. Unlike earlier he wasn’t in any rush and enjoyed the fresh air. He felt a little uncomfortable that Ellie had told her friend about them sleeping together, but then he came to a halt.

He was suddenly extremely aware of the silence. No engine noise, no one else walking down the street, not even the sound of the wind or birds. He wasn’t sure but he could also swear that it seemed like everything had gotten slightly darker.

[You have entered someone else's barrier and cannot leave without their permission.]

What the hell is a barrier?

Before he could think or react, the silence was broken by a loud crash as something smashed through the wall of one of the nearby stores and into the street 20 ft ahead of him. Then he heard something that made him shake in terror; a thunderous roar turned into a banshee scream that pierced his ears.