Lots of mutants live in the world. Regected by nature, The elders have built this school, for the teenage mutants *13 - 19* to train. They don't have classes, but get sent work each morning according to thier levels. They have a dojo, Exercise room, IT room, Music room, and so on. Each student has a purpose for bieng a mutant.


The school is on the tip of Mt. Fuji, the REAL one, and the landscape is always snowing, with lots of Fir tree's, White Stags, Doe's, Ect. . There is three floors for this school, the bottem floor is the assembely hall, offices, ect., the second floor for dojo's, gym's, classrooms, ect. and the top floor is dorms. The school is build modernly and has all the stuff students want and need.



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NAME:
AGE:
BREED:
GENDER:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
DISTINCT TRAITS: *As in tattoo's, scars, piercings, extra arms...*
PARENTS: *If ones a human and the other a neko, or sumthing of the sort...*
INTRESTS:
POWERS: *Up to 5*
HISTORY:

Yeah, We'll start when five people *Including me* Join, you may have up to 4 characters, including teachers


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NAME: Faith Asylum
AGE: 16
BREED: Nephilim
GENDER: Female
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY: Dark, Twisted, Depends on her mood, but mostly Emo Freak
DISTINCT TRAITS: Lip ring on her left side and nose ring
PARENTS: MOTHER: Angel ||| FATHER: Human
INTRESTS: Music, Drumming, drawing, singing, writing, ect.
POWERS: Flight, Snow, Healing, Invisability, Able to walk through things / objects
HISTORY: REVEALED THROUGH R/P

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NAME: evangeline
AGE: 18
BREED: human
GENDER: female
APPEARANCE:

PERSONALITY: quiet, gentle, can be very sarcastic, possesive at times, intelligent, logical.
DISTINCT TRAITS: always wears very eccentric cloathing
PARENTS: both human
INTRESTS: nature, psychology, people in general, animals
POWERS: gives dead things life or makes them more alive t(he down side to it is that it can use up a lot of energy, it can kill her by using to much energy, brings the things life from their curent shape [a decapitated chicken would be alive but have no head still]), can stop heart beat (like going into a coma), can see a things past and future some what vaguely(only in the beings presence and if in a deep mental stat).
HISTORY: born in italy and raised her younger siblings who mysteriously went missing along the way to their trip to france. (the rest revealed through the RP)

NAME: Sharon La Boyier
AGE: 17
BREED: Human
GENDER: Female
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY: Keeps to herself. Only a few have been able to get her out of her shell, but it isn't easy. She is kind to others and animals, but barely speaks to others. When she does, many can see the sweetheart that resigns in her soul. Though she may not be the most social, she has been prone to listen in on conversations, one her downsides.
DISTINCT TRAITS: She has several scars along her back, due to the sharp, invisible wings she got during the first stages of adolescence. One eye green while the other blue.
PARENTS: Mother is human, she is still unsure about her father.
INTRESTS: Caring for the creatures she runs into. Reading, writing, singing.
POWERS: Flight, Ability to change her appearance (other than her eyes). Her wings are sharp, so they can sometimes pose as a weapon, proven by the scars on her back.
HISTORY: Her father disappeared when Sharon was only 5 years of age. Her mother has never spoke of him since, keeping what Sharon suspects is a secret of what he truly is. Ever since Sharon was little, she had noticed strange happenings in her life. Once or twice had her hair changed from it's natural blond to a furious red or mellow pink, as well as her height and facial structure.
When she was 12 years of age, she had some rough times with her back. One night she woke up with searing pains and cuts due to her new found wings, which were invisible to the eyes, yet sharp as a blade. These caused a few problems for her during the next few years, mysterious cuts on others arms and bedroom walls torn. Her and her mother fled the city and took residence in a small village, keeping Sharon's secret safe.
Today, Sharon has learned to keep her powers under control, and kept a vest on in case of any accidental 'slashings' of her wings.

NAME: Jomei Michinori
AGE: 14
BREED: Asian
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE: Tall, with short black hair.
PERSONALITY: He's a nerd. He tends to think he's teh smartest person alive, but if you stamp the idea that "Hey, punk, I'm bigger and stronger than you and if you keep pissing me off with your attitude you're crusin' for a brusin,'" he'll get the gist.
DISTINCT TRAITS: Not much.
PARENTS: Not sure. He was raised in a foster home.
INTRESTS: He loves his computer more than his mother. Math is his favorite subject, and his hobbies include computer programming and playing D&D.
POWERS: (Each link should take you right to the post, within a thread, that describes the power.) Shapeshifting, (does this count a 4, or 1? If 4, scratch the rest.) Banishment, (jsut banishment, not the other two.) and Direction and Schedule manipulation.
HISTORY: He was told his parents died in a car crash, and he lived in a foster home until he came here. His mutations are derived from his parentage. He thinks they were aliens.

[[Oh, and you don't put a comma in plurals. It makes it look like it's a posessive, and then things get messy.]]

[[If there are spelling errors in this, forgive me, IE hasn't got a spell checker like Firefox and Seamonkey...]]

[[Ha ha, "chill," I get it.

OK, I won't be able to post for the next, like, two weeks, so I won't start right away. Can I sorta come in later?]]

[[EDIT, because posting again would just be sily: OK, I guess she (or he, or it) will check this thread again sometime and answer.]]

arms crossed and hands nesseled sweetly behing bent elbows, she walked quickly along the baren path. disgusted, the sight of the snow and surpressed life of the plants being sufocated beneath the white blanket. finding herself displeased, she averted her attention to the strong ferns and ever greens that held fast and strong in this cold atmosphere. suddenly, her attention quickly switched as she came around the bend in the path. its masive facade atracting her, she found her self stoping to stare at the masive entrance to the acadamy. with suden ambition, she made her way quickly toward in seeking its warmth which was growing ever more desired by the passing seconds. in a moment of shock, she stopped turning to see a small shock of green forcing through the snow, its bud glistening with beeds of frozen water; even if she decided to revive and bring the poor plant back from its deadly slumber it would have no chance. again the moved toward the acadamies front, moving on sadly from her inability to help the poor life of the frozen plant.
the insuficient warmth from the stockings on her legs left her with a slight feeling of ever more discomfort, along with the constant dissheveling of her dress. hands dropping from their beloved security, they fumble frantically at the fabrics of her dress. alive, the scratching and flapping noises erupted in her ears fallowed along with the faint tapping of her heals. nervous, her sences hightened to their maximum potential, every sound seemed as if they were gigantic explosions; even the soft gingling of the severl ornaments astray on her form seemed to be ear shatteringly pitched. not only was it the sound, the cold bit at her skin and person with an intensity one would experience from being dropped on a bed of jagged knives. quivering, she struggled at a hopeless attempt to calm herself and see that all was well; yet, with every attempt there was no such success in sight.
her fright, although seemingly over board, was all but reasonable. recently, she had been living in the heart of paris attending an acadamy for normal children; in fact, all of the school she had attended over the course of her life had been normal schools. despite her abnormalities, she questioned how fit she would be for a school such as this when she was able to survive in the regular schools, although terribly isolated in all. through much contemplation over the course of her trip, she relayed her previous knowledge of mutants and there powers and compared them to hers; Evangelines findings on the other hand did not sway in her favor. in fact, through all of this, it became aparent that her abilities were not so special and made her a healthy medium between a mutant and a regular human being with no powers. only in her mind was she being plagued by these thoughts of being inept and insuficient to be labled.
yet, the pesemistic thoughts could not infultrate the rest of her. other then her body, buisily copping with the climate, her soul remained fixated with her natural optimism. like the consistent blowing of the wind her soul remained atuned to the idea of finding a sanction and place to fit in. with out a doubt, she knew deep down the acadamy was her last hope to find where she belonged, and there was no way that she would ever let this chance just pass her by.
pausing, only 10 feet or so from the entrance, she stopped and stared in awe. the peircing wind and obnoxious sounds subsided and left her in a trance that left her tence arms limp at her sides. roaring like a water fall, a feeling of hope flushed over her raising a briliant smile from her lips and forcing her eyes shut, daring not to stare to long at the magnificent site. oblivious to everything else, it was her and that building in her mind and nothing else. one deep breath, smooth and silky, the crisp air filling her lungs and relaxing her muscles and mind. now, all she needed to do was to wait.

The walk from the country had been too much for Sharon to handle. She decided to fly. Spreading out invisible wings from her back, she left the ground, following a small group of birds on her way.

Transforming slowly from girl to bird, Sharon spread her not so sharp wings and swept into the Academy. Her form didn't blend in, but she didn't care. Surely someone would notice, but she could easily fly away, hopefully blending in.

It was awfully snowy in this region. Sharon shook her wings and perched on a staircase rail. There she sat silently, changing the colors of her feathers from brown to white, trying her best to blend in.

(If it's not too late to join, here's my profile. If it is too late, then just ignore it)

NAME: Dusk
AGE: 19
BREED: Human
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE: 5'10'', gray piercing eyes, short spiky black hair, tan skin, slight goatee, scars all over his body, slightly under weight, yet body is well muscled.
PERSONALITY: Lone wolf, likes to depend on no one and likes being alone. His facial expression makes him always look mad even when he's not. He will get headaches if exposed to light for more then 4 hours at a time.
DISTINCT TRAITS: Skin is ice cold, so he always wears a heavy coat, even when it's scorching outside. Scars cover his entire body after years of fending for himself. Can never sleep, unless knocked out. He tends to get headaches if exposed to light natural light for more then 4 hours at a time.
PARENTS: don't know, don't care
INTRESTS: Likes to write and read. Spends most of his time practicing with his powers.
POWERS: Ability to control darkness at will, flight (comes from his power over darkness as a pair of black intangable wings) Enhanced physical strength and speed, high intelligence, ability to adapt to whatever comes his way (if struck with powers several times, he will eventually become almost invulnerable against them)
HISTORY: When Dusk as born, he was left in an orphanarium and stayed there for some years. He had no name since he didn't want one. His powers came at the young age of 8. After they surfaced from within him, he was immediately thrown out in the streets. He had to fend for himself, using his powers to survive. After some time, he gave himsef the name 'Dusk'. Years later, he was confronted by people who had unnatural powers like him. They took him with them, but he didn't trust them. He didn't trust anyone. Ever since, he's lived in the school, staying lone ang getting stronger.

OOC: true grave, if you havnt noticed, im thread maker, so i decide when we start 0-o

Faith walked towards the school, bag in one armrt pads and stuff in the other. She sighed as she started to glide above ground. She made herself invisable and started to barge into people, causing wars, then grinned as she walked through the doors as other people where trying to open it. She turned visable inside the school, then froze the door and tapped it, it crashing down.

NAME: Ivan
AGE: 14
BREED: Whatever Sabretooth from the X-men series is.
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE: He looks like a human in many ways but has some unusual features, he has claws, a large mane going down his spine, his teeth are very sharp and he has much more hair then the average human.
PERSONALITY: He is usual very shy, more agressive when he feels threatened and has certain animal instincts which make him mentally different than most humans in both positive and negative ways.
DISTINCT TRAITS: Large vertical scar across his eye from his forehead to about an inch from his chin.
PARENTS: Human or whatever Sabretooth is.
INTERESTS: Fighting, exploring and phylosophy.
POWERS: Healing factor, enhanced senses and stamina and very strong claws and teeth that can go through many objects.
HISTORY: He was born with strange animal attributes and never knew his parents because they left him in the wilderness. He was part of one of the Weapon Plus programs which made him much stronger but he managed to escape after killing many scientists. He can't remember many things but seems to trust and care for animals more than humans.

*Accepted, TG: Tru say, my perty, tru say...**

Faith looked down at a boy who was looking at her. She sighed as she walked back, then loked through the halls. "One more tick of the clock and bang" She whispered, then grinned. She had a brother who was going to come, but later on during the year. Anyways, tonight was first day prom, they had one every season and every new year. She skipped to her room and opened her door, her bieng here for a year already, she knew where everything was. She sa on her bed and got out her spray paint and sparayed her tag on the walls. "TRiiKED" But with one of these: [, Underneath the two II's.

Ivan had finally arrived in sight of the school. He decided to go into a forest area near the area. He began hitting the trees and training. He had an angry look on his face as he pummeled a tree. He howled loudly as he went for a very strong strike. He dug his claws deep into one of the trees and continued attacking it. His arms and legs were covered in his own blood, he smiled because of it.

**SHAMEEE, Hi Ultimate, Any new posts of this one on Mahz's site?**

OOC: Sadly no. This is one of my favourite RPs over there so it probably wouldn't be too bad here and maybe better.

**Aww, your nice =3**