Identity Bootcamp (Private Roleplay with Trisell and Sonicsilva1)

Characters
Asonja the Hedgehog - Sonicsilva11

Unnamed Identities - Trisell

Pix - Trisell

Rp
Asonja found himself and other Identity students arriving at a large moss-covered mountainside. They were scattered about the area until the mountains suddenly went flat, forming into a platfrom of steel. The surrounding mountains of the biome remained untouched.

Slots appeared on the floor, glowing to indicate where to go. Each Identity stood on one as the instructor approached from a pathway ahead.

Asonja tried to follow what everyone else was doing. He was too focused on his surroundings rather than on what was important. He wasn't even sure how he got there in the first place.

Thankfully he wasn't last to find the platform for himself.

"All Origins step forward," The instructor called out. A number did.

"All Offsprings step forward," A number did.

"All hybrids step forward."

He gulped for a moment and stepped forward. He assumed he was the only one to do so since he saw nobody do it.

He was not the only one. In fact, as he and the others stepped forward, the lines evened out more.

"We are going to test your construct level first," The instructor began. "Begin with a simple sphere.  Five inches in radius."

"A sphere with a 5 inch diameter..." Asonja repeated to himself and then looked around him. "But...I don't even have the supplies to do it," he mumbles to himself and looked at everyone else.

Around him, the others were creating the construct. The other hybrids, most, seemed to have the same amount of diffuclty as Asonja.

Instead of trying, Asonja sits down with his arms on his knees. "I don't even know why I'm here. I could be at home right now playing on my computer instead of...building things out of nothing. I don't even know how that's logical..."

As the instructor looked over everyone, she began grouping them. Asonja was placed in the first group as she then moved on to more complex constructs for the others. Six others were with Asonja.

Of course, he hated being with groups. He tried to make it look like he didn't care about it, but in fact he just wanted to be alone. "As long as I'm not being chewed up for what I do I should be fine..." he grumbled to himself.

Once the groups were fully divided, the instructor began inspecting each one by individual. Walls grew around Asonja and his classmates.

He looked at the wall that was raising around him and the rest, looking confused a bit angry as well. Mainly because he was jealous of the others outside for doing things so easily. "What the heck is going on here...?"

(So am I supposed to have had Asonja just be plucked out to here without being told?)(Pretty much, yeah.)

(I am now quite confused)(Hmm...I thought we agreed on someone taking Asonja to this camp without him knowing. Right?)

(From looking back I don't see anything that said as such.) (Huh. Sorry I keep confusing you. Essentially, I wanted to him to just appear here with no memory of anything relating to this bootcamp.)

(Why would he be yanked into it though?  Virus doesn't know he has Identity in him until the V RP so it'd have to be by someone else.) (Yeah, you're right. I'll think of something to fix this. How about all Identity-based beings found in the district Asonja was in was teleported into the bootcamp without warning?)

(So somebody bringing in recognized Identity signals?)(I guess so. I mean, I'm trying to make this as logical as possible. I don't want it to be like Asonja found out about the bootcamp as it's listed for "Identities-alike" and just sign up for it because he doesn't know that he is one himself.)

(Alright.  That works.)

"Training for new members," One of the hybrids informed.

"New members?" He didn't look at the one who spoke. "Members for what?"

"Identity training."

"...Huh...?" Asonja looked confused. "The heck does that mean?"

"Training to use our Identity powers correctly," They answered.

"But I don't have any of that, not that I know of," he answered. "I know only one person who has that kind of power, but I don't know even if I have it..."

"Well if you're here then you probably have it."

He was quiet, thinking it through. "N-no, this must've been some kind of mistake or something...I don't have any specialty in me whatsoever. My brother's the only special one that I know of so far..."

"Well when she comes over here, you can try to tell her that.  We should try to do what the others did anyway."

"I could try to tell her..." He grumbled to himself.

The other hybrids tried to replicate what the others were doing. Some were having success, others not. Eventually, the wall opened, and in stepped the lizard-cat woman.

Even though Asonja went through countless instructions in hid head about what to say to her, he said nothing. Instead, he just looked like a complete fool who just sat there the entire time think of scenerios that probably wouldn't happen in the first place.

She went through each one, getting their names. She eventually came to Asonja.

He looked up at her before standing up fully. He was still awfully quiet, and he wasn't listening to what was happening because he was too busy crucifying himself.

"Your name," She prompted.

"Ah...yes..." Asonja states, not looking at her directly. "It's uh, Asonja, ma'am..."

"What is your experience in your Identity heritage?"

"I uh...I don't know," he replies nervously. "I don't remember my parents that much to know if they were Identities or not..."

"Do you have any experience with your heritage?"

"Uhh...my dad was kind of out-of-control with me sometimes and my brother gets the benefit of the doubt," he states, trying to think it through his head. "While my mom was the only one who truly cared for me the most even more so than my brother."

"That was not what I asked."

"...Then what do you mean by experience?"

"Experience using or involving your Identity Biology."

"Oh...then...I don't believe that I am, nor any of my family members, are Identities. They never really told me..."

"So in other words you have no experience whatsoever.  Alright, then we'll start here," She reached out with her hand glowing green, pulling at the Identity-genes and chaos energy within Asonja's body.

Asonja felt some sort of tug inside, and wasn't sure what to make of it. His genes were definitely there, rather strong, but the energy was horribly weak.

He felt his power building up, a charge as the dormat power of nanites and chaos energy began coating his body.

He looked at himself for a moment. entirely confused. "What...what is this?"

"You've met identities before.  You should have an idea."

"Nanites..." Asonja guessed, having heard of it before, a long time ago actually. "I never thought I would have them. I did see everyone else using it; I just didn't think I had them."

"You do.  Yes, it's weak, but it can grow," She pulled back, the light fading and the nanites soon crumbling to the ground. "Reactivate them."

He looked at them, thinking. He stood there for about 20 seconds or so, nothing seeming to happen. He wasn't concentrating hard enough, as his mind was completely boggled about. "It's not working..."

"Well we're not going anywhere till it happens so try it anyway."

He narrowed his eyes a bit at the nanites on the ground. Still nothing. They did jiggle about at one point, but still didn't exactly move an inch.

"Don't focus on those.  Focus on inside your own body.  You have multiple energies.  Find the separation and focus."

He was trying to figure out what that meant. As he thought, his eyes were narrowing a bit more, but not too much. "I can't find it...there's too much in one place."

"Stop talking, and focus."

He felt the need to conitnue talking anyway, but the look she gave him probably wasn't the best idea. He looked down again and tried again. As much as it was before, nothing happened. He grumbled a bit, and focused just a bit more, except he felt something. The nanites suddenly came to life as he got a grip, and they swirled around him lively.

"Stabalize," She instructed. "Pull the energy toward yourself."

It was a very slow process, but the nanites stuck to his body and eventually emerged into them. He jumped a bit in surprise. "I...I had no idea..."

"Well you do now.  Project them outward, replicate them into something."

He attempts to do so, but they fell away from him and landed in a pile about a few inches ahead of him. His focus had slipped as he was trying to think of what to make.

"A sphere," She instructed.

"Right, right right..." Asonja got onto his knees and looked at the nanites, focusing on making them move as well as the sphere. Since he was focusing on too many things at once, like directly trying to make them move, it wouldn't function as well.

"We're not going anywhere till they're finished, so keep trying," She noted.

He sighs, like a complaining groan, and tried some more. The nanites slowly began to morph into a sphere, but it took a long minute to do so.

"Project energy around them to stabalize."

He huffed and narrowed his eyes at the nanites again. He began to do just that as he thought about it, and eventually it formed into a...rather clucky sphere, but it worked.

"That will be your practice for now," She instructed. "I want you to go through a jogging and sit-up routine in the morning and evening."

"Oh jeez..." He brought his head down and groaned, the sphere turning back into the nanites and they flew right back into his body. "Yes ma'am..."

"You can start on the trail to the camp," She noted, opening the walls behind him. "You're mostly organic.  Once you're there, two minutes of sit-ups, then you need to eat."

He nods, hearing her words. But the look he kind of gave was giving away his thoughts, such as, "Why do I even have to? It seems sort of pointless."

She didn't seem to pay mind to the expression but she did say "Make sure you're channeling in your energy while you're exercising.  It'll help you get used to it.  Now get going."

"W-wait, I have to do it now?" Asonja asked. "I thought it was tomorrow morning and then tomorrow evening..."

"It is morning and we're a mile from the camp so unless you want to wait here till tomorrow, get, going."

He yelped a little bit at her tone, which made him adjust his coat a little bit. "Right, right...I'll get to it..."

She moved to the next hybrid, the exit of the walled-off section available for departure.

He took this moment to depart and walk back to the camp. "Sheesh...this is going to be a while..." He mumbled to himself.

The air was clearn and cold. The path went between the mountainsides, a flat path... and then it climbed immediately up a tall one.

"Please don't tell me I have to jog up that steep hill..." He muttered to himself as he kept walking.