The Collins Institute for Gifted Youngsters RP

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Max: Max froze. She'd been caught! Sure she'd been out of her mind, but she should have been more careful than to not take care to make sure no one followed her! Where had he come from anyway? Hadn't he just been with Alex? She said nothing, but went extremely pale.

Toby: Toby still restrained Max, he didn't know how mad she was, and he knew that at this moment she might do anything. He looked down at the water realizing how high they were. He stood, still holding Max while his stomach and mind turned. He wished someone were here with him to help him know what to do.
 
Toby: Toby still restrained Max, he didn't know how mad she was, and he knew that at this moment she might do anything. He looked down at the water realizing how high they were. He stood, still holding Max while his stomach and mind turned. He wished someone were here with him to help him know what to do.

Max: Max was at a loss for words. What could she say? Surely he would want an explanation. She opened her mouth to say something, but instead she burst into tears and muttered, "River's going to kill me." She was pretty sure River was going to kill her. She knew River would have understood if it was a punishment, but she would be angry if she knew that Max had been hurting herself on purpose for no reason other than her own guilt.
 
Max: Max was at a loss for words. What could she say? Surely he would want an explanation. She opened her mouth to say something, but instead she burst into tears and muttered, "River's going to kill me." She was pretty sure River was going to kill her. She knew River would have understood if it was a punishment, but she would be angry if she knew that Max had been hurting herself on purpose for no reason other than her own guilt.

Toby: Still holding Max Toby lowered both of them to the ground so they were sitting. Hearing Max he wondered what any of this had to do with River. "what's going on Max?" he said firmly.
 
OOC: River's parents were super heroes, they died in battle. One day they left River with her grandma, and they just never came back.

OOC: Max's mom died from cancer, if you don't want it to be too similar to her death as well.

OOC: Thank you

Alex: Alex smiled slightly," Yeah, it was. Toby's parents are real nice people." She bit her lip not knowing how to ask her friend what had went wrong earlier but didn't want to talk about how Margo's family hasn't come. "Are you okay now? I mean, you really worried me earlier," She asked cautiously.

Margo: Margo took a deep breath, then started. "My dad was a great man." Margo realized this probably made no sense in context, but this is where Margo wanted to start. "He loved all of us kids so much. He would play with us and joke and was just so fun, but also understanding and kind. Anyways, my dad also had powers. He used them to help others, but wasn't a grand hero. He didn't even have a costume or secret identity, or anything. He would just kind of help when he saw a problem." Margo paused, deciding how to tell the rest. It felt good to get all this off her chest.


OOC: Give me a little while to actually decide what happened.
 

Toby: Still holding Max Toby lowered both of them to the ground so they were sitting. Hearing Max he wondered what any of this had to do with River. "what's going on Max?" he said firmly.

Max: Max sniffled as she got a hold of herself. "It's a long story," she warned. "But it'll probably show you why I've been so weird. Anyway, I came out here because my dad, well, he's a lieutenant in the army, you know, and he's going back. He's going overseas tomorrow, that's why he had to leave early. And I just felt so guilty. I mean, we've both been terrible to each other, but he's been paying for good boarding schools, and I can't lose him. I already lost my mom, she was also a war vet, to cancer when I was four, and I have no other living relatives. And I've been such a bad kid, and I deserve what I get, even if River doesn't think it's right." She choked a little on tears, this was so hard. She tried to continue, but it was hard.
 
Max: Max sniffled as she got a hold of herself. "It's a long story," she warned. "But it'll probably show you why I've been so weird. Anyway, I came out here because my dad, well, he's a lieutenant in the army, you know, and he's going back. He's going overseas tomorrow, that's why he had to leave early. And I just felt so guilty. I mean, we've both been terrible to each other, but he's been paying for good boarding schools, and I can't lose him. I already lost my mom, she was also a war vet, to cancer when I was four, and I have no other living relatives. And I've been such a bad kid, and I deserve what I get, even if River doesn't think it's right." She choked a little on tears, this was so hard. She tried to continue, but it was hard.

Toby: when Max said it was a long story Toby responded with "I've got time." As she told her story Toby slowly let go of Max's arms and moved so that he was now sitting across from her listening. Realizing she wanted to cry he said "take your time, there's no rush" he wasn't sure what else to say to comfort her. Then after a pause said "does River know about this?"
 
OOC: Thank you


Margo: Margo took a deep breath, then started. "My dad was a great man." Margo realized this probably made no sense in context, but this is where Margo wanted to start. "He loved all of us kids so much. He would play with us and joke and was just so fun, but also understanding and kind. Anyways, my dad also had powers. He used them to help others, but wasn't a grand hero. He didn't even have a costume or secret identity, or anything. He would just kind of help when he saw a problem." Margo paused, deciding how to tell the rest. It felt good to get all this off her chest.

OOC: Give me a little while to actually decide what happened.

Alex: Alex listened to Margo intently with slight confusion. Her dad sounded like a nice man but she wanted to know more. When Margo paused Alex smiled slightly encouraging her to continue.

Ooc: Alright.
 
OOC: Thank you



Margo: Margo took a deep breath, then started. "My dad was a great man." Margo realized this probably made no sense in context, but this is where Margo wanted to start. "He loved all of us kids so much. He would play with us and joke and was just so fun, but also understanding and kind. Anyways, my dad also had powers. He used them to help others, but wasn't a grand hero. He didn't even have a costume or secret identity, or anything. He would just kind of help when he saw a problem." Margo paused, deciding how to tell the rest. It felt good to get all this off her chest.


OOC: Give me a little while to actually decide what happened.

Margo: At Alex's encouragement, Margo continued. "Well, you should know my family is very poor. My parents had low paying jobs and with four kids to feed, it was tough. Sometimes we would eat barely anything for days at a time. Anyway, my brother got an apendicitis. Medical fees are so high, so my dad borrowed money from some not so good people. A loan shark or the mafia or something. I'm not exactly sure. Later, he couldn't pay it off." Margo got teary. "They were going to kill him. Just like that. He was smart though. He told them he had powers, and could help them out. They made my dad do some bad things. And my dad did them, all because he loved us. Then, one day, a job went wrong. The person he was supposed to get money from shot him." Margo took a long pause, collecting herself. "My dad was a good man." Margo wanted to make this very clear. "Then, my mom started to do drugs and drunk to escape the pain." This part was almost more painful for Margo. Her dad had fought for them and her mom had given up. "So that's why I got so mad at Max. I know a single moment, like borrowing money or in my mom's case, taking a drink, can change everyone's life forever. Life is not something to take for granted." Margo looked at Alex, wondering what she would think.
 
Toby: when Max said it was a long story Toby responded with "I've got time." As she told her story Toby slowly let go of Max's arms and moved so that he was now sitting across from her listening. Realizing she wanted to cry he said "take your time, there's no rush" he wasn't sure what else to say to comfort her. Then after a pause said "does River know about this?"

Max: Max wipe her eyes clear when she was ready and nodded. "She caught me a couple weeks ago. But that's later on." She took a deep breath and started again, this time her voice had a ring of determination in it. "My mother's death changed my father somehow. He went from a really nice guy to this perfection obsessed one. He began to run our new house like the military. He wanted everything in his life to be perfect, including me, and he was so disappointed when it wasn't or I wasn't. He was this perfection obsessed guy and I was this messed up little kid. We haven't changed much, I'm fourteen going on fifteen now and I'm still messed up and he's still obsessed. On my eighth birthday, we'd gotten into a fight. We'd been in fights before, but this one was bad. Shortly after that, he found my first boarding school and shipped me off. At my first one I was bullied and Father would nag at me when my grades were not 100s and I basically cried myself to sleep every night. But then I got myself expelled, and I realized that making trouble could be my coping method. So my career in mischief began. He would punish me though, worse than he does for imperfection. But it's okay, I do the deed, I pay the price. I deserve it, but I deserve my rebellion too. And that's basically how my life has been, hopping from boarding school to boarding school. Recently I've been in some troubled kid schools in Britain, those were not fun. Dad....the way he punishes me, either he humiliates me, or he makes me do something really hard, or.....he makes me hurt myself. That's when River caught me, I had to cut my shoulder the first school night after Professor Collins had called him during science class."
 
Max: Max wipe her eyes clear when she was ready and nodded. "She caught me a couple weeks ago. But that's later on." She took a deep breath and started again, this time her voice had a ring of determination in it. "My mother's death changed my father somehow. He went from a really nice guy to this perfection obsessed one. He began to run our new house like the military. He wanted everything in his life to be perfect, including me, and he was so disappointed when it wasn't or I wasn't. He was this perfection obsessed guy and I was this messed up little kid. We haven't changed much, I'm fourteen going on fifteen now and I'm still messed up and he's still obsessed. On my eighth birthday, we'd gotten into a fight. We'd been in fights before, but this one was bad. Shortly after that, he found my first boarding school and shipped me off. At my first one I was bullied and Father would nag at me when my grades were not 100s and I basically cried myself to sleep every night. But then I got myself expelled, and I realized that making trouble could be my coping method. So my career in mischief began. He would punish me though, worse than he does for imperfection. But it's okay, I do the deed, I pay the price. I deserve it, but I deserve my rebellion too. And that's basically how my life has been, hopping from boarding school to boarding school. Recently I've been in some troubled kid schools in Britain, those were not fun. Dad....the way he punishes me, either he humiliates me, or he makes me do something really hard, or.....he makes me hurt myself. That's when River caught me, I had to cut my shoulder the first school night after Professor Collins had called him during science class."

Toby: Toby felt sick, after hearing this he understood why Max acted the way she acted and why she said the things she said. When she had finished he said "the cut you told me you got during combat class" it made more sense now as to why she got so defensive when he had asked about it. He paused and then looking down said "we have to tell someone about this."
 
Toby: Toby felt sick, after hearing this he understood why Max acted the way she acted and why she said the things she said. When she had finished he said "the cut you told me you got during combat class" it made more sense now as to why she got so defensive when he had asked about it. He paused and then looking down said "we have to tell someone about this."

Max: Max nodded. "Yeah, I lied. Sorry, but my survival came first. I'm a good liar, I taught myself to lie really well, I'm good at acting. I tell more lies than truths these days, that is if I can't keep people away." She paused, and grew horrified at what he said last. "No, you can't!" she almost yelled hysterically. "No one can know, no one can ever know!" The she grew almost angry. "That is the exact reason why I keep this from everyone. Don't you understand what would happen if this got out?! I told you, I have no family apart from my dad! First off, my dad would get in trouble, he might even get discharged and stripped off his rank, or worse, get into legal trouble! The media, they would eat this up! We would be splattered all over the news for months! Meanwhile, gone would be my funds for boarding schools and the roof over my head! I'd be shoved in a foster home or an orphanage somewhere, probably even farther rom my home or my birth town where my mom is than I am now! I'd have to go to public school, which I haven't attended since first grade! I'd have to wait it out until I was 18 and scramble for scholarships, because I would no longer be able to join the military and get my college paid for, my current plan, because of my dad getting caught, and if you think anyone would adopt me, you're so wrong! I have a record that people run away screaming from, it's hard enough to get into school!" Max stopped ranting abruptly and took a deep breath. "The same thing will happen if my dad dies in battle, except for the news and the military part," Max continued in a calmer voice, "and I am still in danger of that. I. Can. Not. Lose. Him. Whatever's been in the past, I can not lose my father. That is why I can't tell anyone, River is not telling my secret, and you will not tell anyone either."
 
Margo: At Alex's encouragement, Margo continued. "Well, you should know my family is very poor. My parents had low paying jobs and with four kids to feed, it was tough. Sometimes we would eat barely anything for days at a time. Anyway, my brother got an apendicitis. Medical fees are so high, so my dad borrowed money from some not so good people. A loan shark or the mafia or something. I'm not exactly sure. Later, he couldn't pay it off." Margo got teary. "They were going to kill him. Just like that. He was smart though. He told them he had powers, and could help them out. They made my dad do some bad things. And my dad did them, all because he loved us. Then, one day, a job went wrong. The person he was supposed to get money from shot him." Margo took a long pause, collecting herself. "My dad was a good man." Margo wanted to make this very clear. "Then, my mom started to do drugs and drunk to escape the pain." This part was almost more painful for Margo. Her dad had fought for them and her mom had given up. "So that's why I got so mad at Max. I know a single moment, like borrowing money or in my mom's case, taking a drink, can change everyone's life forever. Life is not something to take for granted." Margo looked at Alex, wondering what she would think.

Alex: Alex frowned sadly listening to Margo. When she finished Alex sighed quietly," You're dad was a great man. If he was willing to do those things for his family he really was great. I'm sorry about him passing away and your mother." Alex paused and tilted her head," But I have a question. If your mom is...busy, who takes care of your brothers an sisters?"
 
Max: Max nodded. "Yeah, I lied. Sorry, but my survival came first. I'm a good liar, I taught myself to lie really well, I'm good at acting. I tell more lies than truths these days, that is if I can't keep people away." She paused, and grew horrified at what he said last. "No, you can't!" she almost yelled hysterically. "No one can know, no one can ever know!" The she grew almost angry. "That is the exact reason why I keep this from everyone. Don't you understand what would happen if this got out?! I told you, I have no family apart from my dad! First off, my dad would get in trouble, he might even get discharged and stripped off his rank, or worse, get into legal trouble! The media, they would eat this up! We would be splattered all over the news for months! Meanwhile, gone would be my funds for boarding schools and the roof over my head! I'd be shoved in a foster home or an orphanage somewhere, probably even farther rom my home or my birth town where my mom is than I am now! I'd have to go to public school, which I haven't attended since first grade! I'd have to wait it out until I was 18 and scramble for scholarships, because I would no longer be able to join the military and get my college paid for, my current plan, because of my dad getting caught, and if you think anyone would adopt me, you're so wrong! I have a record that people run away screaming from, it's hard enough to get into school!" Max stopped ranting abruptly and took a deep breath. "The same thing will happen if my dad dies in battle, except for the news and the military part," Max continued in a calmer voice, "and I am still in danger of that. I. Can. Not. Lose. Him. Whatever's been in the past, I can not lose my father. That is why I can't tell anyone, River is not telling my secret, and you will not tell anyone either."

Toby: Toby forced himself to stay calm "I can't promise that" he said almost waiting for her to yell again. "this is wrong Max. This is not okay, and it can't stay a secret. I understanding you think you know what's best. But I really think what's best is to tell an adult. We don't know how to handle something like this, we need help" he said keeping his voice calm.
 
Alex: Alex frowned sadly listening to Margo. When she finished Alex sighed quietly," You're dad was a great man. If he was willing to do those things for his family he really was great. I'm sorry about him passing away and your mother." Alex paused and tilted her head," But I have a question. If your mom is...busy, who takes care of your brothers an sisters?"

Margo: Margo was relieved that Alex understood that her dad wasn't a bad person because he did bad things. When her little siblings were brought up, Margo bit her lip. They were a tender spot. "Well, I did, before I came here. I left them with my aunt, my dad's sister. She's great, and dosen't mind taking care of them, but I still feel guilty about it. Their little, and have been so much, and now it looks like their big sister doesn't want them either." Margo was now struggling to keep it together.
 
Margo: Margo was relieved that Alex understood that her dad wasn't a bad person because he did bad things. When her little siblings were brought up, Margo bit her lip. They were a tender spot. "Well, I did, before I came here. I left them with my aunt, my dad's sister. She's great, and dosen't mind taking care of them, but I still feel guilty about it. Their little, and have been so much, and now it looks like their big sister doesn't want them either." Margo was now struggling to keep it together.

Alex: "You shouldn't feel guilty at all, it isn't your job to watch over them in the first place. You're siblings know you love them if you watched over them. They know you love them," Alex said with a small smile.
 
Toby: Toby forced himself to stay calm "I can't promise that" he said almost waiting for her to yell again. "this is wrong Max. This is not okay, and it can't stay a secret. I understanding you think you know what's best. But I really think what's best is to tell an adult. We don't know how to handle something like this, we need help" he said keeping his voice calm.

Max: Max looked like she'd been slapped. She'd been refused by her father millions of times, but she had always been able to count on people she could consider a friend, or a classmate. Cautiously, she said, "You don't get to make that decision. The only reason I told you, the only reason you and River know, is because you both caught me and trapped me in a corner and there wasn't another way out. I let you know, I let you advise me, but you do not get to make decisions for me. You claim that we need help. By saying that, you claim that I don't know what I'm doing, I can't handle this on my own, that I'm going into this like I don't have a plan and I haven't thought through the very few options that I have. And that is very wrong. I know what I'm doing. It's just a few more years until I'm 18. Once I'm 18, I'm free. I have been doing this since I was eight, I can hold on for just a few more years. And really, I could make this so much easier on myself if I didn't make trouble. But then, how would I cope? I'm not going to do this to myself every other night," she said, gesturing to her arm, "I'm not that stupid. And confiding in someone like a therapist would be risking everything, and would also be majorly stupid. The plan is to persevere, because I know I can. Besides, the one good thing that comes out of Dad leaving is he'll be too preoccupied to deal with me, so I'll have a break for however long he's over there. As for handling this on my own, I have handled Dad since I was four. Ten years or so. You don't think I can handle it? Well, maybe you can't handle it, but all you have to do is keep your mouth shut. I told you my plan. And I've worked through other options many a school night when I've lain awake in my bed, unable to sleep. You think I haven't thought about telling? But every time I analyze it, I come up with the same answer, the one that I already told you about in that rant. The only other option, other than keeping the secret, is suicide, and I'm not going to kill myself just because Dad has issues. That's probably one of the most stupid things I could do." She paused to let that sink in. "Look, if you aren't going to not tell for me, at least keep it quiet for River. She's innocent, but the court could charge her if this got out and they knew she was involved, and I truly hate myself for involving an innocent girl who just cares too much for me."
 
Max: Max looked like she'd been slapped. She'd been refused by her father millions of times, but she had always been able to count on people she could consider a friend, or a classmate. Cautiously, she said, "You don't get to make that decision. The only reason I told you, the only reason you and River know, is because you both caught me and trapped me in a corner and there wasn't another way out. I let you know, I let you advise me, but you do not get to make decisions for me. You claim that we need help. By saying that, you claim that I don't know what I'm doing, I can't handle this on my own, that I'm going into this like I don't have a plan and I haven't thought through the very few options that I have. And that is very wrong. I know what I'm doing. It's just a few more years until I'm 18. Once I'm 18, I'm free. I have been doing this since I was eight, I can hold on for just a few more years. And really, I could make this so much easier on myself if I didn't make trouble. But then, how would I cope? I'm not going to do this to myself every other night," she said, gesturing to her arm, "I'm not that stupid. And confiding in someone like a therapist would be risking everything, and would also be majorly stupid. The plan is to persevere, because I know I can. Besides, the one good thing that comes out of Dad leaving is he'll be too preoccupied to deal with me, so I'll have a break for however long he's over there. As for handling this on my own, I have handled Dad since I was four. Ten years or so. You don't think I can handle it? Well, maybe you can't handle it, but all you have to do is keep your mouth shut. I told you my plan. And I've worked through other options many a school night when I've lain awake in my bed, unable to sleep. You think I haven't thought about telling? But every time I analyze it, I come up with the same answer, the one that I already told you about in that rant. The only other option, other than keeping the secret, is suicide, and I'm not going to kill myself just because Dad has issues. That's probably one of the most stupid things I could do." She paused to let that sink in. "Look, if you aren't going to not tell for me, at least keep it quiet for River. She's innocent, but the court could charge her if this got out and they knew she was involved, and I truly hate myself for involving an innocent girl who just cares too much for me."

Toby: Toby felt his stomach turning. He nodded, What Max was saying made sense, but he knew that in good conscience he had to tell professor Collins. He knew she thought she was handling it, but from his perspective cutting herself and even thinking about suicide as an option was not handling it. He didn't know what would happen if he told but he had to. He just felt like he did. He didn't want to be made the bad guy, and he didn't want to get Max or River in trouble. But Max's father was abusive, and that shouldn't go unnoticed. Toby didn't know what to say he couldn't lie and say he wouldn't tell since he wasn't sure if he would yet. Then he finally said "I'll think about it" in a low voice and added "I'm really sorry", and he really really was.
 
Alex: "You shouldn't feel guilty at all, it isn't your job to watch over them in the first place. You're siblings know you love them if you watched over them. They know you love them," Alex said with a small smile.

Margo: Margo managed a smile. Although Alex hadn't completely convinced her leaving her siblings was ok, she had made it much better. "Thank you." She said with a raspy voice. Margo lay against the pillow. She began to wonder about Alex's own family and why they hadn't been there tonight. But, Margo wasn't one to pry. Alex would open up when she was ready. "With the fight, then the fireworks, and now telling my life's story for the first time ever, I'm spent." Margo got under her covers and turned out the lamp by her bed. "Goodnight."

OOC: My posting will be very limited for the next two weeks, with a Disney trip and a trip to Kentucky, but I'll try to get on when possible
 
Toby: Toby felt his stomach turning. He nodded, What Max was saying made sense, but he knew that in good conscience he had to tell professor Collins. He knew she thought she was handling it, but from his perspective cutting herself and even thinking about suicide as an option was not handling it. He didn't know what would happen if he told but he had to. He just felt like he did. He didn't want to be made the bad guy, and he didn't want to get Max or River in trouble. But Max's father was abusive, and that shouldn't go unnoticed. Toby didn't know what to say he couldn't lie and say he wouldn't tell since he wasn't sure if he would yet. Then he finally said "I'll think about it" in a low voice and added "I'm really sorry", and he really really was.

Max: Max bit her lip. She didn't like this answer, but she figured it was the best she was going to get tonight, and that was clear on her face. "I know. Look, I beg you to consider carefully the situation. I know it's not perfect, I know this isn't the ideal situation, but I'm doing the best I can. I'm sorry I put you in a hard position like this. That's why I've always tried to be alone, why I push people away. I try to spare them. I've been doing good, it's only here that I've made mistakes. But please consider. You can even discuss this with River if you want. Just know that I am going to act on what I think is best for me. I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to hurt anyone, you are all innocent in my book, but know that I will do everything and anything to keep things the way they are." She held his gaze for a minute. There was no threat in her eyes, but her eyes were determined, resolved. "Thanks for helping calm me and all of that," she continued in a lighter tone, hugging him with her uninjured arm. Glancing at her cut arm, she sighed. "I have to go clean off the evidence. Gosh, this was stupid of me." She glanced at Toby, and said, "What? Dude, if my life is going to be like a detective tv show case, I should at least be able to joke like it is. The jokes and mischief are my antidepressants. Seems like laughter really is the best medicine." Max chuckled to herself, knowing Toby would be scandalized at her making fun, or light, of her situation. "Seriously though, we should head back to the school."
 
Margo: Margo managed a smile. Although Alex hadn't completely convinced her leaving her siblings was ok, she had made it much better. "Thank you." She said with a raspy voice. Margo lay against the pillow. She began to wonder about Alex's own family and why they hadn't been there tonight. But, Margo wasn't one to pry. Alex would open up when she was ready. "With the fight, then the fireworks, and now telling my life's story for the first time ever, I'm spent." Margo got under her covers and turned out the lamp by her bed. "Goodnight."

OOC: My posting will be very limited for the next two weeks, with a Disney trip and a trip to Kentucky, but I'll try to get on when possible

OOC: All right.
 
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