Jackson woke up, prickling on his side. Jack! Echoed in his mind as he tried to get up. The prickling stopped, and a woman came in and started bandanging his arms and legs. Another woman came in, and Jack could tell she was more confident than the woman bandanging his arms. "Welcome, Jackson Hartley, to S.T.E.A.P. Academy." the woman said, setting down a red blazer with a gold dragon pendant, a white button-up shirt, a golden watch, khaki trousers, and brown dress shoes. "Another Academy? You should just tell my mom to let them expell me right now." he said, grinning a devilish grin. "Well, that's going to be hard, since President Hartley has been asassinated for 978 years. And if we didn't save you, you would've been too." she said, as Jack's mouth dropped open. "Also, you can shoot anything from your hands now. Now get dressed Mr. Jackson." She said, going out of the room. He changed, still in shock, and headed out the door.

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Connor woke up, screaming. He could still see his father getting hit in the head with a rock, and some woman gagging him. He watched a girl come in the room, and bandaging his head and arms. Welcome to S.T.E.A.P. Academy! a woman's voice went through her head. "Who are you!" he screamed out loud, startling the woman next to him. Well, there's me, Victoria, there's Henry, Kenny, Janelle, and Tonya. the same voice said, as two guys and two other girls agreed with her. And you can control and read minds, Connor. I'm Tonya, just so you know. "Prince Connor Maximus Benjamin Cornelius Maximo! Welcome to S.T.E.A.P.!" a woman said, coming in teh room. She set down a red blazer with a gold dragon pendant, a white button-up shirt, a golden watch, khaki trousers, and brown dress shoes. "What time is it? Because my Father is awaiting me." he said, standing up. "about noon, July twelth, 3012." she said, as
Connor opened his mouth in shock. "Now get dressed, Princey." He did what he was told, because that was he was taught to do.

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Evangeline woke up, the blood-curdling scream finsihed coming from her body. "Oh goody, Princess Evangeline Daniela Valencia Delarosa Ramerez is awake." a woman said, as a man started bandanging her arms and legs. The woman set down a white button-up shirt, red cardigan with the gold dragon pendant, a black bowtie, gold gloves, a khaki miniskirt, and converse. "Oh, and there's more clothes in your dorm." she said, leaving the room with the man. Evangeline changed into the uniform, and walked around the room. There was some ice, sand, and dirt on a platter. She held the ice, and it turned into a bow and arow, but suddenly broke as she dropped it and screamed. She ran to her stuffed bird, which was on the white bed. She held it tightly, hugging her knees to her chest. As she held her bird, she went outside the small white room, closing the door silently.

Annabeth woke up, a scream escaping from her, though it was somehwat silent and more like a shreak. She opened her eyes and looked aorund the white room. Beggining to lash out at everything, she could remember little of what had happened before. She could remember a cloth going over her mouth,stiffling her scream, and making her pass out. And now waking up in this strange room.
" Hello Miss Creedy, I see you are awake, get dressed in these"
Annebeth looked at the woman who had started talking to her with a startled expression. She nodded quitly without a protest and dressed in the uniform.
"there are more clothes in your dorm, ill just leave you to explore the academy now. Oh and welcome to S.T.E.A.P academy"
Said the lady as she left the room. Annabeth grabbed her torn up bear and hugged it to her, before exiting, and wlaked out the door.

Jackson went down the narrow hallway, and accidently bumping into a woman, the same woman from the room. "Oh goody, you're changed. Come on, to the Dining Hall!" He followed the enthusiastic woman, since she was praticially dragging the poor man behind her. She finally stopped, and pushed him in the Dining Hall.

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Connor didn't know what to do, so went outside the white room, when an announcement came on. Excuse the interupption, will all S.T.E.A.P. Academy students please report to the Dining Hall for the first meal, thank you. He took a straight line way, accidently bumped into a small child. "Excuse me , I'm sorry. I am Prince Connor of Italy." he said, while the girl brushed off her skirt.

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"Oh, thank you for your curtesy. I am Princess Evangeline of England." she said, curtsying to the other royal one. "May I escort you?" the Prince asked, holding out his arm. She nodded, and they walked to the Dining hall.

"I want to thank you all for coming. We will wait for three more people to come, and I will get started." the woman said, curtsying to the other royals.

Annabeth stopped walking for a moment, before hearing an announcment. She had no idea where the Dining hall was, but she would figure it out. she began walking, hugging the tattered bear to ehr chest, she knew she was to old to be carrying aorund a stuffed bear, but she couldnt bare to aprt with her. She kept wlaking untill she saw a room that looked like the dining room, there were people in there. She walked in cautiously and quitly leaned agsint the wall, afraid to sit anywhere. She hugged the stuffed bear so tight to her the stufifng began to leak out again.
"why are we here?"
She whispered in distress, not intending anybody to hear her.

Emmy was moving very slowly and carefully. She had reached the rooftop and had her police issued camera with her. She was snapping away at the warehouse in front of her. She could clearly see the weapons stockpiled in there. It was enough to supply a whole army. She was taking a picture of the boss and two other men when she heard a footstep behind her. She spun around reaching for her gun but felt the cloth go over her mouth and then nothing.

She woke up in a white room, there was a needle in her arm but she didn't move, barely even opened her eyes. Her head was extremely fuzzy and no matter how hard she tried she could only pull up a few memories. She may not remember being a detective but her instincts hadn't been forgotten. She quickly ran through her mind possibilities, She had been taken somewhere, and maybe something had happened to her but she just couldn't remember. She finally leaned up and pulled the needle from her arm allowing a bit of blood to boil up from where it once was. A women entered the room "Emmy Dall, Welcome to...." Emmy never let her finish, she remembered she had guns and she wanted them "where are my guns?" she asked rather forcefully to the woman. She had already deduced that this wasn't some sort of prison or confinement facility from the women. Emmy looked over at the wall to see STEAP Academy placed on the wall. "Your guns are on the table with your clothes. "Welcome to STEAP Academy, Dinner will be ready shortly, please proceed to the dining room."

Emmy practically put her guns into pieces to make sure nothing had been done to them before putting them back together and placing them in their holsters. "STEAP Academy, well that's helpful, not." She examined the entire room and found nothing interesting. Seemed to be some sort of medical facility, though she could not recognize many of the instruments in the room. Before leaving though she examined her clothes and found nothing out of the ordinary, except in one pocket. She reached her hand in and found something heavy and round. Pulling it out she discovered a large pocket watch. It looked very old but was in perfect condition down to the clasps on the cover. It shone brilliantly, made of pure gold, chain and all. The front was an intricate hand carved flower bed. A very difficult design of flowers carried on the sides and to the back. She pressed it open and found the inside to still be gold, the face was ivory with the hands and numbers of inlaid Black Spinel. The watch was stunning, it was deathly beautiful and had to cost more then a million. How had she gotten such a thing? She found a clock and nearly dropped when she saw the date. It had to be a mistake. Emmy was sure yesterday was 1993. She stared at it and began to flood her mind with thoughts. She ordered them all and then snapped. She must have been taken forward in time to 3012. It would make sense with the room she was in. She had to find out more though.

The women had walked back into the room "Emmy are you alright?" She slowly turned to the women standing at the door. "This clock is correct isn't it?" The women looked confused "Of course it is."
"Why was I taken from 1993?"
"Because you would have been shot to death on November 23rd, 1993"
"Where am I?"
"You are at STEAP Academy to learn and adjust to the modern times and survive."
"What is STEAP?"
"STEAP stands for Stealing Time Endangered Adolescents from the past. It is a school for those who would die too young and a chance to live again."

Emmy was only somewhat satisfied with this answer. While it answered most of her immediate questions and allowed her to fill in many of the holes, there were still to many unanswered questions. She still did not know who she was really, why she was picked to come here. She took out the pocket watch and adjusted the time to the correct time. She winded it and placed it back in her pocket. She noticed a date on it though, 1834, Heinrich Specialty Clocks engraved on the steel gears. She was sure this watch had something to do with her past and that she treasured it. She placed it back in her pocket and clipped the gold chain to her clothes. She brushed past the women and quickly made her way to the dinning room. There were several other kids in the room but only 3 appeared to be from a time smiler to her own. She sat down next an older boy who appeared to be rubbing his hands.

"Hello everyone. A few Intructors will come out and give you your information. How you would've died, your power, and your schedule. Oh, you all will be in the same classes, so..." she sent a nod, which sent the Intructors out.

Need Infomation for: Jackson Hartley
Supposed Death: assinated with mother
Power: can shoot anything from your hands
Species: vampire

He couldn't believe it. The one person who cared if he loved, if he lived, if he suceeded, was dead. He knew emotions were vunerablilty at bay, but the tears just fell and fell and fell. He went to a corner, and fell, as the tears started to stain his shirt. He yelled his mother's name, and screamed to have her back. He didn't care if they were going to be assassinated, at least he'd be with her. He felt a comforting hand on his shoulder, but he slapped it away, putting his head in his hands. He still heard her last word. Jack!

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Need Infomation for: Prince Connor Maximus Benjamin Cornelius Maximo
Supposed Death: hostage then public execution
Power: read and control minds
Species: vampire
Extra: you have five different souls in your head

He couldn't believe it. He ran into a bathroom, and found a light scar that circled half his neck. He couldn't, just couldn't believe it. He watched a man balling, and Benjamin, as he liked to be called, could tell they were uncontrollable tears. He looked at Angel, and she was walking over to the poor man, and he could see neon tears coming out of her eyes, as her rainbow wings fluttered poorly.

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Need Infomation for: Princess Evangeline Daniela Valencia Delarosa Ramerez
Supposed Death: raped, tortured, then finally drowned
Power: can make materials into weapons
Species: fairy
Extra: you might have some memories of rape and torture

She thought for a second, a some memories came back. The screaming, his devilish grin, and the not being able to breathe. As she started to cry, she opened the blazer, because the tears became neon, expressing a different bright color each tear. She saw the man crying, and she over, moving to the corner, holding his hand. He looked at her, and brought her in, putting his arms around her, without hurting her pretty wings.

Emmy sat and looked at all of the others beginning to break down. She was worried but not too much so. This room and the way these people carried themselves and presented themselves proved that this was a school and that somehow through time these people had given everyone in this room a second chance to live. She looked over her own information with ease. There was a little hiccup in her that she had died but she only allowed one tear, just one to fall from her eye.

Student: Emmy Dall
Supposed Death: Shot to death while discovering a weapons trade
Power: Advanced deduction skills and mind, (Previously had)
Species: Human
Extra: Your mind is rather evolved compared to normal humans. You might experience your past slowly coming back to you.

Well her's was nothing special as she looked at some of the others, there's was a lot worse. Evengaline's was looking to be the worst. But one thing that this sheet of paper did prove was that she was some sort of detective. Shouldn't be too hard to find the rest of her information. Everyone around here looked like they were once someone important so there must be something about her in a book or in some data storage unit of some sort. She waited patiently for her school schedule. She could remember school. Dry boring place, not much about it though. She was tempted to get up and comfort some of the other's. It looked like they had taken this information hard. She sighed and kept her seat though, kept distant from everything and observed.

Ben looked at Angel sadly, as the boy comforted her. "Excuse me children, please head to your dorms. Math will be first at one p.m. You will have a dorm roommate, and they are co-ed.

Ben will be with Amelia
Jackson will be with Evangeline
And Emmy, Bryson, and Annabeth will be dormmates.
Please head to your dorms."

Ben smiled, looking for Amelia. He shrugged, going to his room. There was five suitcases on each bed, one with his name and one with Amelia's. Four had clothing, and one had bedding, pillows, and picture frames, some will and some without pictures. It had a picture of him, him with each member of his family, his cat Cosmos, and his whole family.

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Jackson sniffed, and held the tearful girl, taking them to their room. He checked inside, and there was five suitcases on each bed, one with his name and one with Angel's. Four had clothing, and one had bedding, pillows, and picture frames, some will and some without pictures. It had a picture of him, him with each member of his family, his dog Reggie, and his whole family. Reggie was also sitting on his bed. He smiled, as he hung up the pictures, and looked at the camera inside. "Hey, get changed, and we can take a picture." he said, smiling. He went out of the room, as he took a picture of himself. When he came back in, she was wearing a white t-shirt, black, pin-striped skinny jeans, and thigh-high white and black fuzzy boots. And a bowler hat.

(OOC: they don't have to wear uniforms, but will have a monthly ball, which uses their formal-wear)

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Evangeline smiled as he came in. She covered her face with a white, circular pillow as he changed into a white t-shirt, skinny jeans, and converse. They took a picture, and Evangeline took some pictures. They each got a picture of both of them, Jack, and Angel. She put on the red bedsheet that looked like the back of ladybug, with a big black pillow, and a white circular pillow, and some other white, black, and red pillows. There was also a little bar, which from it hung a red velvet curtain. She put it up, and smiled, hanging up some pictures.

(This will be my last post temporarily. We need the others to post, not just me and RPG Also we need to find a way to contact Kairi. )

Emmy carefully folded the piece of paper with her information on it and placed it in her pocket. She ate a quick easy dinner. Just a little salad, though she wasn't hungry at all. Her faced remained somewhat emotionless throughout the meal. She didn't say a word, there was no need to. The others ate in relative silence as well. A few words of comfort here and there was all that was shared. The shock of what had happened was sinking it. Finally the lady, who must be some sort of admissions director, walked in to announce their rooms. She had been placed in a room with two others, both of whom were older then her, or looking at their information, younger? An interesting conundrum there, she shook it off and ignored it. Emmy was however happy that both of them were from roughly the same time period as her own. Of course their would be some changes between their times but all in all they were close enough together to not matter much. She would introduce herself later to them. Maybe after they arrived at their room.

Annebeth appeared to be a bit cold from her facial expressions, maybe a bit of a fight in her. She looked somewhat down though, she was clutching a ripped up teddy bear rather hard. Obviously taking the news of her death and separation hard. She have to find someway to cheer the girl up. Bryson on the other hand seemed to be taking his death better. He was one of the kids trying to cheer up the others. He looked kind but he hadn't done much to say or explain more into him.

She walked slowly to her rooms, lagging behind the others. The city outside the academy was very different from the world she had left, but somehow slightly alluring. She was also busy taking in the sights of the academy and other students in the halls. It was a fairly large academy, well put, well staffed. Appeared to be well funded, always a good thing. When they appeared at their designated dorms she quietly slipped inside her own. It was fairly spacious, three rooms, a living room, a small kitchen, a single bathroom. Some might consider it small but it would suit just fine. The school clearly did not skimp on design though. The living room / kitchen area was tactfully designed in a true southern colonial style, complete with a marble counter tops and a very well designed back splash. She saw a gas range and some pots and pans in the cupboards and from nowhere she started having a few recipes trickle into her mind. Obviously she knew how to cook, and from her fractured memory she could cook well. The bathroom was equally well designed, it was small but once again had all the necessities and then some. There was drawer with her name labeled on it which she opened and found a hair brush, toothbrush and toothpaste, a small comb, a razor, (not that she needed it) shampoo and conditioner, plus any other toiletries one would need. She closed the door and walked over to one of the three bedrooms, her bedroom.

Upon opening the door, Emmy's face, for the first time that night, broke her mask. It was a stunningly fully furnished room, all in dark cherry wood in a Gothic style. The paint flowed perfectly with the room and while a few solar lights brought light into the room, they were not the only natural light. The window was a gorgeously styled stained with a fresco of a flower garden. In the center was a beautiful flower design. All together it drew her breath away. Some how the school had known she would like this art and window. She didn't even know it until now. It was stunning.

On her bed were five suitcases. Opening them she found 4 to have yearlong clothing. Most of it though just wouldn't look good on her. She was still wearing the same clothes that she figured she had worn the day she was brought through time and some loved them. She would have to have more made to replace those in the suitcases. The other suitcase had extra bedding and picture frames. All of the frames were empty except for one.

It was a picture of her standing in front of a police station. There were a multitude of officers and workers surrounding her. She was down in the middle but smiling like she was extremely happy. She thought she looked awkward standing there but there as she was, with an officers hat laying sloppily on the side of her head. The picture frame said, Chicago Police Department, Main Department Staff, August 1996. She couldn't remember anything at all. She watched as her vision blurred and a tear dropped onto the pictures glass. She unstrapped her guns off from below her skirt and placed them on the bed. She didn't know what she was doing but on the side of the holster it read in gold letters Chicago Police Department, Detective Emmy Dall. The bottom of each gun was a red rose and a white rose. At the very bottom of the holster, clipped into the side she saw a small piece of paper. Taking it out she unfolded it and found it to be a letter. She held it carefully, her hands shaking as she read it.

"Dear Emmy,
I would like to congratulate you on your latest success. I know you have had it rough in the past and I can not be any more prouder with what you have done. I have talked with the mayor and he agrees with me on this subject. As Chief of Police, I, Edward Harlor, would like to extend to you this official acceptance into the Chicago Police Department Detective Division. I have had these 13mm's specially made for you. Each one is engraved with a red rose or a white rose on the bottom of the handle. I would like it if you would accept them as a gift from myself and the boys down at the department. It will fill me with happiness to see you on duty Monday morning at the station.

Sincerely and with much love,
Edward Harlor, Chief of Police"

Her whole body was shaking as she placed the letter on the bed. She couldn't remember him, she couldn't remember any of it. She felt her mask crack and then shatter, falling to the ground in a million pieces. Emmy broke down, hugging her knees and curled up on the floor. She let out a wail of loss and cried harder then any of the others had before.

{{OOC: Alas my loves, I return?}}

Amilia gasped for breath as she awoke to a white room. Her heart beat fast as she shot up from the table. "Wh-?" She was cut short as a man in a long white lab coat explained everything very simply. "You have been stolen from your time for your own protection. You will now attend this school. You have been given the power to manifest. Also, you may find your self changing into a wolf. Please, head to your dorm." He handed her a map. She assumed that X marked the spot. So she went on her way.

When she arived at her dorm. She knocked on the door then opened it, Seeing a person. She mummbled a 'hello.'

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Bryson blinked back sleep. He let out a gasp of aggony, for he woke with a head ache. "Hello?" he said shakely.
"Good morning Bryson." A woman smiled. Then she summed up what everyone was told and sent him on his way to his dorm. Walking into his room, he was suprised to see a girl in it. He coughed to try to get thier attention.