Westbrook Academy for Metahumans: Forums

A Coda Alexandra Harte hated the Westbrook Academy. On her first day there, she'd been merely bored. By the second, she'd grown annoyed -- by the silly uniforms, the dull classes, the stifling routine. After the third day, she'd begun to plot her escape. She'd pulled various stunts, hoping to get h...

Teen Hero Remains Mystery, Even After Death Solved by Darcy Danton Sentinel Staff Writer "He was kind of an ass." "He saved my life." Two very different perspectives of the same young man. Derrick Nathan Cork, a teen hero who recently died in the restricted Baumton area of the city, was, like all o...

(Imagine your favorite newspaper montage from film or television...) Teen Supers Expose Secret Society by Darcy Danton Sentinel Staff Writer Students from the elite Westbrook Academy for Metahumans presented authorities with evidence late Friday evening that links recent events, including the death...

Paragon City Hero Licensing Review Board Saturday, February 25, 2012 Subject: Teen Hero Licensing (Revisions, Restrictions, Limitations & Dissolution) The board met, pursuant to call, at 10:03 a.m., in Room 241a, Paragon City Hall, Hon. Ronald Grayson [chairman of the board] presiding. Present: Cha...

(The camcorder does, against all odds, still work. In fact, after emerging onto the surface, you have time to make a hurried check of the contents of its memory.) ----------------------------------------------STATIC----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------...

The gap in the stone wall led, just as Sam had guessed, into the Baumton sewers. The stench was nearly overpowering, but the tunnels there seemed in far better shape than those of the warren. That was borne out by the low, distant rumble as the Westbrook group scrambled for the makeshift exit. Wyatt...

The opening was a tight squeeze, even for Cass. After no small amount of twisting, turning, and wiggling, she worked herself through. Dropping to the floor again was easier. You couldn't call what she entered a room -- it was more a modest depression in one of the cavern walls. It appeared stable, t...

Widening the opening seemed to take forever. In reality, the whole job couldn't have been the work of more than fifteen minutes. It called for a certain amount of delicacy and precision, though. And every tremor brought a fresh jolt of adrenaline, and every small noise carried with it the possibilit...

The tunnel groaned and trembled again. A shower of stone rained down on the passageway behind the Westbrook group, bringing with it a tremendous cloud of choking dust. When the latest tremor finally subsided, the way back to the surface was completely blocked by debris. Mia's rough set of directions...