The Soul Thread Academy

{oh come on people. seriously. it's been three bloody days now}

((agreed -_-;))

Surgery went as it was supposed to.. but Alex was in comatose. Damon picked up a phone and hesitantly dialed Jamie's number. "I hope her phone is operational." He said to himself. As the first dial tone came, a surgeon approached him. "S-sir." He addressed the young man. The words tasted bitter in his mouth. He was mocked by this kid and now he had to respect him? A complaint was going to be filed. "We've moved Greham to the coma ward. We- I advise you make regular rounds to check on his stability." Damon closed his eyes. "Let's hope that shot worked." He thought. "Ying, Yang. Can you hear me?" "Loud and clear masster." Replied the two. "Don't address me as master anymore. I've changed. The integration was one hundred percent completed." "What sshall we call you?" They asked. "Call me... Friend or by my name. I need you here to monitor Alex. He's in a coma at the hospital nearest the Academy." Another ring came to the phone. The kenesis was working between him and his threads. "Yess Damon." "Thank you."

Damon turned to the surgeon. "My snake threads will be coming to monitor in my place." He said. The man paled. "W-what?" "What's your name?" Damon asked, ignoring his question. "It's Ramierez.. Dr. Ramierez." The man replied. "Good, Dr. They'll stay with you. That isnt a problem.. is it?" "N-no sir." Sir? That and snakes would make three complaints to the higher ups. Paper work that would be shreaded. Ramierez was a notorious complainer. Damon dismissed Dr. Ramierez to pay attention to the phone.

( Hey, I'm new here. So I'm just going start out in the school ^^' Hopelessly lost )

Titus sat down on the floor leaning against her locker with a peice of paper in her hands. On her lap was black, brown, and white small dog named Litus, sleeping soundly. The girl groaned with agony, blowing her long black hair out her face. " Litus, were lost and my feet hurt. I can't believe my boot broke. Look at it!" Titus held up her right leg. The whole sole of the boot was torn off, reveling her elmo socks. Litus lifted his head, looking at the shoe then went back to sleep, waggy his small tail in true bliss.

Titus rolled her eyes. " Nice to know you care Litus."

((Hello =) Glad to see you joined, however, this roleplay is unfortunately .... ending. I apologize, but there shouldn't be any posts after this final one. Unless, you know, want to add one last post on the rest of your character's life. I'm asserting Game Master time travel power here. Thanks for everything, everyone.))

Things had gone... well, since Alex's recovery. They'd returned shortly to school, planning to leave, but didn't have to. Vandara wasn't seen, again, after that. News reports buzzed rumors of lab accidents to suicide to everything else possible. It was as if he'd disappeared off the face of the earth. That was three years ago.
Jamie'd left school with some friends. (the school's funding had been cut, and eventually they couldn't afford to run the academy. Kingston reopened the same school in another state). Now she was twenty, in her own house, attending college in Berkeley. She'd gotten into some UCBerkeley, and frankly, it was far too easy. Jamie had not found anyone else after Greyson. She had no idea what'd happened to him, but she did not seek any form if companionship like that.
Even though her wealth could've supplied her with a dorm to herself, she wanted to share one. And she did - with a wonderful girl named Katelyn, who also excelled at school. They seemed to get along fantastically.
A lot had changed for Soul Threads in the next years. After both West and Vandara had been found out, the regular human society accepted them more openly. There were even business dedicated to Soul Threads and their loyal partners. Avalon remained with Jamie, vigilant as ever. Aft the hospital business, Avalon had reunited with her Thread. The fox seemed fairly indifferent about leaving the others, though Jamie seemed to miss them greatly. She risked her life for theirs and they did for hers. Friends. One of her first, she realized.
Another thing was the feathers in her dorm. At first, Katelyn asked if the window had been open, because there were two feathers on the ground. Both were black. At first Jamie dismissed it - there were lots of birds in the area. Avalon sniffed them out - hawk feathers. Jamie forbid the use of his name out loud.
Two weeks later, some people came into their dorm to reach up and "remove something" from atop their building. It was too high for a ladder. What they brought down was a dark bird. It had been Tasarin.
He'd still been watching over Jamie - it was what he'd been programmed to do.
((As it turns out, I though I'd mentioned this, but I didn't, Tasarin was the most advanced robot in the history of technology. He was completely lifelike, and even had a heartbeat and limbs and feathers that grew over a programmed lifetime.))

After her departure of the STA, Jamie had not seen anyone she recognized at school. She was sort of glad. She hated the feeling of nostalgia, and she would probably dissolve to tears.

Avalon passed away at the year 2080. Jamie died soon after. She was 79 years old. She had two children, whom she named Kate and Matt.

((*cries* I shall mourn thee, Soul Threads. *tears up* I will make one final tribute to thee...))

Eve put down her pen with a contented sigh. Pages upon pages of blue inked words were laid out upon the tabletop. Kerwin hopped up on to the desktop, albeit with difficulty. The tiny raccoon had grown a bit pudgy over the years.

"It's finally finished Kerwin!" Eve chuckled and scratched her thread between the ears. Yes, Eve had written a book - a young-adult novel at that. Eve deftly stacked the pages together and fastened it together with a binder clip. Eve smiled. The book was something personal to her. In fact, it was more of a journal. It catalogued all that had happened in her junior year at STA. Eve remembered the day like it was yesterday...

She along with Lukas and the other kids had traveled to the hospital, tensed for a fight. However, little happened immediately. The tension stirred in the air, thick like molasses. But when Alex got out of surgery, everything brightened. Together, the group of kids snuck back to school with the intension of running and never returning. However, something astonishing happened. By the tim the group of teens had returned to STA, it was the next morning. Kerwin had spotted a newspaper lying on the ground. It wasn't an ordinary paper. It was an extra issue, barely published. Eve snatched it up reading the headline. In bold was the news of numerous Better Living Industries that had suffered mysterious accidents. According to the paper, a huge fallout in the BLI computer system caused a shutdown of every lab. Dangerous compounds exploded, killing many scientists. It seemed as if it offed Vandara himself as well, for the man had disappeared off the grid.

So the kids stayed. Eve finished her junior year quite uneventfully. But she would never forget that first week of school at the academy. Sadly, after that year, STA closed. Evidently, parents were withdrawing their children because of safety concerns. Eve herself had always done extremely well in school, and was allowed to be taught at Harvard a year early. Her father worked there as a history professor and pulled some strings. He found teachers that were able to tutor Eve through her senior year. For college, Eve actually went to Williams College in Massachusetts. There, she majored in English and in Music Theory. Eve was never truly strong enough to excel in professional art, however Eve did go on to illustrate her own writing endeavors.

Eve graduated for Williams with flying colors... and immediately went on to write a book. No matter how much time had passed, Eve never forgot her associates at STA and the trails they had gone through. So she wrote about it. Of course, she employed different names and entered the book under the category of fiction.

Eve grinned once more at the manuscript in front of her. She would send it to her editor first thing tomorrow. She'd still like to give it a nice read-through.

5 Months Later:

Eve held the first copy of her book in her small hands. It was a fairly thick book, considering she had added some things, and embellished the story a bit. Eve ran her fingers lightly over the title. Knotted. On the cover was a silhouette of a girl and a fox siting on a flight of stairs. Up in the air was a tiny image of a soaring hawk.

Eve set the book down on her desk next to multiple others. She started addressing the envelopes. It had taken some time, but Eve had finally tracked down each person who had been there during that fateful first week of 2018. Eve wrote the first name in flowing script. Jamie West.

Eve later sent a copy of her book to each of the brave teens who had fought for there lives at STA. Eve herself lived alone for a while in the town of Greenwich, Connecticut. At the age of 27, Eve met her husband, Peter, in a local coffee shop. Eve married Peter at the age of 30, and had their first child the year after. It was a baby girl. Eve named her Amanda.

Amanda was like her mother. She had a Soul Thread as well. Eve watched as her daughter grow up, a lynx forever standing by her side. Amanda went on to become a successful artist in New York City.

Eve herself lived a long life with Kerwin, both living to the age of 87. Eve's husband, Peter, died at the age of 89 from a heart attack. Shortly after, Eve and Kerwin both died in their sleep. Amanda sculpted a statue for both her parents, including Kerwin sitting faithfully on Eve's shoulder. Amanda also was an alumna to the New York Soul Threads Academy. She later funded a scholarship under her mother's name, giving opportunity to those students with mental disabilities and issues.

In later years, Knotted became a best-seller, and was a popular amongst the entire young soul thread community.

( I am so grateful to work with you great people. Doing this RP has brought out the great writer that has been hiding. I will never regret the idea of making a RP with Lurelle. I remember the night when Lurelle and I brainstormed the idea which turned into this mind blowing role-play. I have meet so many great friends. This being Lurelle's and I's first successful RP and along with it being my first I didn't expect it to become as awesome as it is. No it's not dead, it will always live in my heart, I will always refer to Soul Threads when I walk around school. So many good times come from this RP romance, fights, drama, blood, death, and much more. Working on this helped my anger and stress by being able to be someone else for a couple of minutes.))

A tear roles down Melonie's pink cheek as she carefully turns the pages of the yearbook. Her eyes meet with the familiar faces in the pages, they were almost unrecognizable, smiling faces replaced the normal emotion she saw everyday. Closing the book Melonie's hand still placed on the beaten up cover. Something caught her eye, a corner of a lined piece of paper stuck out. Carefully unfolding the paper Melonie's eye once again teared up "Its a note from Alex." she whispered, Rue purred in response. A love letter. She smiled as she rubbed Rue's soft head gently.

Do you miss them?

Yes, always have, always will

Not a word from anyone since the hospital, budget cuts brought the school down sending Kingston running. Vandara is off the charts out of sight out of mind. Rue curls up on Melonie's lap as she cries softly. Melonie twirled a lollipop in her fingers making her eye gaze at the shinny wrapper. Placing her hail in her usual two high pigtails her golden hair flowed like an ocean of gold. Drawings and stories cover her desk as she works on her most resent master piece.

Melonie got a job as teacher at the age of 26. Nightmares haunted her for more then half her life. Her love life was unstable ever since she lost touch with Alex. Going back to her younger days, Melonie had a rough patch filled with drugs and attempt of suicide. One day she met a man at a library, love at first sight. At the age of 29 she got married to the young man named Matthew who was in the army. Stress was tense when Matthew was gone off leaving Melonie with her two kids. Melonie never regretted going to STA, it taught her to face her fears. Her two kids Patricia and Alexandra were smart, open minded, and confident. Sadly Alexandra never got a soul thread like her sister. Patricia blessed with a red fox as sly and clever as her stood by her side.

Melonie died at the age 83, with Rue and Matthew by her side. Life could never prepare you for what they experienced at Soul threads. Melonie truly blossomed as she graduated college and got her life straight. Here and there she swears she sees someone from STA, Rue never doubted her. Years filled with joy, tears, blood, guns, knifes, death, friends, and love made life worth living showing them that life is short. She was sad to see it go, who ever said high-school isn't the best time of your life, lied. Melonie wondered everyday where her friends have gone, how they have been holding up.

((Thank you for being here to bring this story to life! I will miss this story sooo much. Everyone will remain close to my heart. A special thanks to Erayu for not only pretending to be my lover but also being here for me when I needed to let everything out. Confession time Leopard in the beginning i was jealous of your writing skills. You have all been so supportive and loving I the thought of leaving, please do keep in touch. Patty I love you so much thank you for dragging me onto this sight and believing in me when i doubted myself. Hope to do business with you all sooner or later. You guys truly are my second family. I regret not posting recently. I will miss you all thank you for being sticking till the end. *bows* xoxo Katelyn ;D ))

((It was great to participate in this roleplay, and I had a lot of fun. I'm excited to continue roleplaying with Lurelle in Witch's Garden, but it's always sad to see a great roleplay go. *excuse me* finish :)))

Greyson moved on with his life after his adventures at Soul Threads Academy. He missed his friends greatly, but that chapter of his life was over, though would always be remembered, especially Jamie, his first true love.
He ultimately had to move because of the memories that lingered in San Francisco. Greyson and Coad moved to North Carolina, where he studied at Duke University and went on to become a top surgeon at Moses Cone Hospital, saving multiple lives with his colleagues. For a long time, he and Coad lived alone, drowning in memories, until one day, he found a book entitled Knotted by one of his old friends from Soul Threads. Greyson bought the book and remembered everything that was addressed in the book, when it actually happened. When he finished the book, it seemed that it was closure for all the memories and nightmares that haunted him. That was behind him now.
Eventually, Greyson married a beautiful woman that together they raised three children named Samuel, Brooke, and David. Luckily, none of the kids had a Soul Thread.
Greyson and Coad died together at the same instant, it was said, by an unknown disease at the age of 82.

Damon Victor Ghetson became a famous scientist and eventually found elixers that helped destroy cancer cells. He wrote two or three books about his days at Soul Threads Academy. His snakes Ying and Yang were his loyal lab partners until they died thirty years later. They lived full lives. Damon died at the ripe age of eighty-four. Jamie never answered the phone that day at the hospital and he never got to tell her that he loved her. He moved back home after leaving STA and carried out his life there. He never married and was hermitted at the age of thirty-six. He never loved any one more. His grave is at Remmington Cemetary on the English coast. He is burried next to his snakes who, through a government problem, were allowed to be burried in a human cemetary. He has one letter in a box on a table in his lab labeled: "For Ms. West, my dearest love" It was never sent.

Alexander Greham died after entering a coma due to severe blood loss. He was twenty when he passed away. No one came to his funeral because no one was near. He was burried in the woods under a large oak tree. Snow died not too long after they pulled the plug. It turns out that Alex and Snow were threads afterall. He died peacefully due to his comatic dream. In his sleep, he lived out a fufilling life with Melonie. He was happy when he left. He made it to heaven and waited at the gates for Melonie but never knew if she arrived. He waited for sixty years before entering his final resting place. On full moons you can hear wolves howling... one seems strangely human.

Damon had gotten periodic calls from his uncle: Klaus Curic Victors. He was a man of evil intent who planned on creating a world wide virus for cure money. His plot was foiled when Yang stole and injested the virus. She died a hero and was given a medal which was delivered to Damon. Klaus was indicted as guilty and ended up in prison for life.

((I had so much fun with this roleplay. I wonder why it ended. I'm glad to be part of such a masterpiece. Lurelle, I suggest that you take the posts and turn this roleplay into a story. I personally wouldn't mind it and I'd deffinantly buy it. If you want me to add you as a friend anyone send me a message.))

((ERAYU! I said the exact same thing to her not even a day ago. Great minds think alike. I say this should be published as a book! *slams hand down on table* It would be a total bestseller... Imagine - the first book to be created using, what, around a dozen people! Of course, Lurelle and Kit_Kat would be credited for their creation of the story itself! Man... Also, Kit_Kat, thanks so much for the shout-out. :) It means a lot to me! I audibly said, "Awwww!" in an embarrassingly high-pitched voice.))

((T'was a most excellent roleplay indeed, my friends. Although you are all just screen names to me, it was a fun time writing with you all. And hey, we finished the original plotline with Vincent, didn't we? I'll see some of you in "Witch's Garden." As for the rest of you, keep being awesome. Now, this girl has some finishing up to do!))

After everything, being gunned down, and nearly dying on a few occasions, it was over.
Vandara had disappeared, and the threat to Soul Threads was gone. Who knew what happened... Maybe there were more people out there like Aevis and Zeke, maybe not. But regardless, Andra and Lukas were finally able to reunite at the hospital, and after the group heard about what had happened to Vandara, after they had been so ready to run and leave everything behind, they were able to relax. Coincidentally, Lukas' eighteenth birthday was only a few days following, so they held a small party in the dorms for him, inviting everyone whom they had accompanied through the mission and the hospital excursions. It was a celebration of freedom, as cheesy as it sounded to Andra and Prince. But indeed, it was true. Lukas got a few gifts from his parents, but what really mattered to him was spending time with his friends.

Andra and Lukas both finished out the year, graduating with above average grades and several friendships that lasted throughout, and they were dating for the entire rest of the year, since they now had time to focus on dating. Sometime over Christmas, the two managed to meet each others' parents, who became very good friends themselves. Everything seemed good, and perhaps the relationship could have gone even further and lasted even longer, and both families decided to move away from San Francisco and into the suburbs of southern Ohio. It was quite a change, and it saddened both of the kids and their Threads to leave their old friends from the Academy, but it was time to leave that behind and make a new life for themselves.

Their relationship lasted until the August before their Freshmen years of college, when they realized they weren't for each other. The two remained excellent friends and kept in touch for the rest of their lives, however, and visited each other often over breaks and summers off from college.
Andra went to Ohio State, where she was a Music and Criminal Justice double major (an odd combination indeed). Her freshman year roommate, Mae, and she ended up becoming best friends; Her roommate didn't seem to mind Prince very much, and had a Soul Thread of her own. A regal orange tiger, named Nobility. He and Prince were almost as amused by the ridiculous similarities as the two roommates were themselves.
Lukas, on the other hand, attended a school in Michigan. Lake Superior State University. He was a Psychology and Sociology double major. His freshman year roommate and he didn't exactly get along at first, for the other boy had no Soul Thread, but in time the two were able to respect each other. And Huma was able to keep his growling to a minimum when the two got into an argument.

When it came to finding love for the two, Lukas found his wife when he was a Senior in college, and her name was Elizabeth. She had a Gazelle Soul Thread, and they ended up having three children. Only one of them, one of their two boys named Kerwin (after the feisty raccoon himself), had a Soul Thread; a German Shepherd. They, too, received the book written by Eve in the mail, and although it was written as fiction and there were some additions to make things more interesting to those who hadn't actually participated in the events themselves, he knew it was based exactly on those first couple of weeks at the STA. They never forgot about them. Lukas died at the age of 83, and his wife very soon after.

Andra met the one who would eventually be her husband in her Junior year at Ohio State. His name was Leon, and his Soul Thread was a golden eagle. The two were married the summer after their Senior years, living long and fully. The pair had two children: an athletic and fun-loving boy named David, followed by a girl named Michelle. Both had Threads, a skylark and a butterfly, respectively. It was quite a change from the larger Threads their parents had, but that didn't matter too much.
One day, Andra and Leon received a package in the mail. It was a book, entitled Knotted, written by Andra's old friend, Eve. She shared it with Leon and her children, who had learned about her endeavors at the STA, but were always slightly skeptical to their credibility. Now, there was proof, and the stories lived forever with all of them, despite the guise of fiction.
Andra died suddenly at age 65 in a car accident, and Leon eventually succumbed to old age when he was 80, delighting in the memories he had with Andra. Their Threads died with them, having lasted quite some time. Prince's fur had started to turn grey, and Leon's eagle had difficulty flying long distances, but in the end their lives had been lived fully.

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[Michelle, age 34]
A bright eyed boy looked up at Michelle. and his Thread, a still fluffy chick of an owl, was cupped in his hands. He had just discovered the owl on the short walk he took from the bus stop to home, and picked it up because 'it told him it was lonely.'
Michelle was no fool, and with her butterfly Thread Ritz's discernment she found out that the owl was her oldest son, Lukas', Thread. He was about 7 now.
"What is it, mommy?" He asked, bright blue eyes unsure where to look; his new found, life long companion or his mother.
"It's called a Soul Thread, Lukas. You know Ritz, right?"
"Yeah?"
"She's a Thread, too. And remember the big lion, Prince, that grandma had?"
"Yeah! He was real big!" The child, still quite innocent at heart for a 7 year old, spread his arms out wide to show just how big.
Michelle laughed. "Well, he was also a Soul Thread. What do you want to name your owl, or does he tell you he already has a name?" She asked.
"His name is... I'll call him Rufflet." He grinned as the owl nodded then snuggled in his hands. He held it close to his chest and smiled.
"I like that name. It suits him. For the time being, at least," She said to herself. Then she picked up her son and set him on her lap. "Want to hear a story about Soul Threads?" She asked, reaching for a well worn book on a desk.
"Yeah! I have one now!" Lukas exclaimed.
"Well, this story happened a long time ago, when your Grandma was only 18! That was before I was born! But she attended a big school, where the kids lived there, away from home, and she and Prince got in to a couple really big adventures there..." She opened the book to the first chapter, able to summarize it into a 7 year old's desirable length. It became a bed time story over, and over, and over again, and when Lukas was old enough, he read the whole thing through, without need for a shorter summary. The story was continually passed down about Andra, Lukas, Greyson, Eve, Jamie, Damon, Aevis, Melonie, Scott, Cage and their Threads, at least in that family. It never seemed to grow old, despite the length of time that had passed since the event. Some good stories simply don't need to fit the times.

((PHEW. Long? Very. But I like it. I bid thee farewell, Soul Threads.))