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located in The 'RIP', a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Davrell Rehabilitation Institute for Paranormals (christened 'The RIP') is the Terran National Government's largest, most secure detention and rehabilitation center for criminals of paranormal or supernatural persuasion. A massive collection of stony towers spiraling out of a Gothic manor, The RIP is a dark place; its intricately designed post-Romanesque architecture both enticing and intimidating. Despite its delicate, artistic appearance, The RIP is one of the most foundationally-sound institutes on Terra, its structure build from a near-indestructible calcyx-marble allatrope blend and laced with a plethora of mighty arcane wards and devout prayers. Responsible for housing and jailing over a thousand "supers" at any given time, The RIP uses only the latest technology, the strongest magics and the most intelligent doctors to secure, control and educate their "guests". The RIP is overseen by director Joran Davrell, a prestigious NPA agent and former university professor.

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#2013-04-13 16:00:50, as written by lostamongtrees

The black limousine pulled up to The 'RIP'. It was not just any limo, but a hover limo, casting a purple glare on the ground below. As it rolled to a stop, identification was aptly presented. The Vankoryth Detente and The 'RIP' were on good terms, for both had the same goal of unification. According to Casren, that is.

In the back seat, Daemala sighed. She had napped on the way here from the tavern, and it was time for her to do some work. Detente work, joy. Not that she minded too much, delivering an invitation to an infamous convict was quite exciting. Responsibility was just, boring when it wasn't decided completely by her.

She was quite classy in her simple black dress that swished around the knees, hair drawn into dark ponytail with her bangs something fierce. The woman quick clicked up the stairs, again presenting her identification and purpose. An official would lead her to her destination.