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Eolande heard someone else enter. My roommate! Eola rushed out of the back to see a girl with headphones.

"Hiiii! I'm Eolande Gullveig! My sweet little roomie, are you excited? Are you? Did you uh, enjoy the sweets?" Eolande skipped over and held the girls hands in her own smiling, the smile faded when she noticed the sweets were untouched. Eolande released the girls hands and looked to the sweets sadly.

"My. . . Do you not like sweets?" Eolande asked sadly. Eolande wasn't sure that this girl was going to get along with her at all.

Victoria felt the need to almost cower in fear in the corner of the room. Summoning all of her might, she managed to stay where she was, but she dared not look her roommate directly in the eye. When the girl touched her hands, she felt a bizarre electricity buzz through her. Victoria withdrew her hands in surprise. She managed to hold Eolande's gaze for a small while, and saw how hurt she was about her uneaten sweets. Truthfully, the thought that they were for Victoria hadn't even crossed her mind. She assumed that the girl had made them for herself, or maybe to greet the neighbors or the teachers the next morning. Certainly not for her.
With immense difficulty, Victoria smiled. "I'm sorry. I didn't know they were for me," she said in a voice barely above a whisper. She could feel the blood reddening her face as she tried to speak. The music in her headphones continued to play but did little to keep her calm. Quickly, Victoria grabbed a handful, roughly three or so, and stuffed them into her mouth. She moaned in delight over the sweets, taking her time to savor them while Eolande watched her. Victoria counted her lucky stars that they weren't spicy or bitter; she wouldn't have been able to stand it for too long if they were. A horrific thought crossed her mind; some cultures made sweets with spicy hot flavor in them. That thought paralyzed her jaw. She stared awkwardly at Eolande with a mouthful of sweets.

Species ~ Human

Dialogue ~ #15155E

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"I'm Liam, he's Arthur."

Steven moved his eyes from Liam to Arthur, finding his hair to be an interesting color for someone his age. Maybe he dyes it? It did look interesting with his even more unusual eye color. Contacts? The decor likely belonged to him.

"It's nice to meet you," he said, looking back at Liam for a second before kneeling down to unzip his suit case. Since he fit most of his clothes in his duffel bag, he was able to bring along a few extra things. He stood up and moved his duffel bag over, letting it fall of the bed, before spreading out a red blanket and placing it on the bed. He didn't feel like unpacking everything just yet, but he could at least get his bed ready for the night.

"I am Arthur Rotheram, and I am apparently your roommate, human named Steven. Tell me, do you feel safe in this room?"

That was an odd question. He raised an eyebrow slightly, not quite sure how to respond. Was he not supposed to feel safe?

"These paintings, they are to your liking, yes? No, you both hate them. They are the subject of violent murders. Now, why would I hang such things on the wall in full view of everyone who would come to visit?"

"To make it impossible for me to make friends while I'm here?" Steven thought to himself, but made no attempt to answer. Not that he had time to, since Arthur saw it to answer his own question without giving anyone time to reply. He watched the white-haired boy make his way to the window in a rather dramatic way before he continued to speak. Something about ashes and enemies and keeping an eye on the paintings. By now Steven had pulled out his cell phone to let his mother know that he'd made it to the school safely, but his service seemed to be uncooperative at the moment.

"Do you have enemies, human named Steven?"

He slid his phone into his pocket and looked back up at Arthur, again faced with an odd question. "I don't really draw attention to myself, so I don't normally attract those kind of people." He answer his roommates question honestly. Sure, he's had people try to pick fights with him now and then, but a teacher or someone else would always step in before it could go any further. He didn't have any actual rivals who were bent out to destroy him or anything.

"I'm gunna find out where the cafeteria is before curfew. Didn't really eat much today, so I wanna check out the menu."

He zipped up his suitcase and made his way to the door, but stopped just before slipping on his other shoe. "Do either of you wanna come?"

They were going to be spending a lot of time together from here on out, so they might as well try and get to know each other. Arthur had a pretty vivid imagination and...well he wasn't really sure what to think of his taste in room decor. He was kind of relieved that Liam seemed normal enough, but he also seemed a little off. Steven slipped on his other shoe and opened the door, waiting a second in case one of them decided to tag along.

"Too bad mah mates" Cultro said with a little laugh as he fell down on the bed and found a comfortable position with his hands behind his head. Looking the other two guys up and down he had to smile a little. One of them looked a little like an overachiever, that would be mr.Arch-demon superior, and the other one had a sort of wolf-ish look, but Cultro couldn't figure out what kind of supernatural being he was supposed to be. The only thing that was really clear about him was that he wasn't human; completely at least.

"Tadashi you say? I do believe I have heard of you" He decided to sit up on the bed as it was easier to speak sitting. "Well, I'm Cultro D'infernum, heir to the throne of the underworld, and even though I can't say I'm a hundred percent sure about the ranking system in hell I think I am above you" The last part was said in a humerus way, though in fairness, Cultro wanted to knock this guy of his high horse. "But of course, we aren't in hell so whatever rank we might posses doesn't really matter" With that cultro turned to the wolfy guy. "I didn't quite catch your name?"

Turning to Cultro after staring at the Tadashi person who seemed rather jovial in his opinion, at least as far as first impressions go.

"I'm Anthony Mathias, sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier...was kinda....taken off guard by this smell. I suppose I'm what most would call a werewolf, but I honestly prefer the term lycan cause it sounds cooler to me." Anthony gave Cultro a smile that showed his sharp fangs.

"So uh....what's you guys's opinion on the whole thing with humans coming here?"

Yo, I see you have arrived, Person behind screen. Now you may be wondering, Wait, Why are you tagging everyone, And not writing anything related to the story. WELL I'm glad you asked, HOW ABOUT Because nothing is happening, This is generally the point where a roleplay dies, Everyone has already introduced themselves and now everyone is done and no one will now post beyond this point, HOWEVER I trust you are a capable group of people, Out of Ideas, Make your own, A roleplay is something where everyone can but their brains and hearts together to make something truly spectacular. Now again you may be wondering, Wait, person that plays Hikari, The best character in the whole goddamn roleplay, Why haven't YOU written anything, Well aside from being busy or something, This type of roleplay is built on people actually posting, We need people to respond so others can respond back, Now Now, Of course, You might not have been on, HOWEVER, It might sound creepy BUT, I have hovered over your names and looked at my conveniently placed calendar on the lower right hand side of my computer and checked that you have been Online, NOW, SCROLL DOWN AND WRITE TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT, Thank you, Phantom's Blade for president, Thank you.

Arthur stared past Liam, impassive. When Liam spoke to him, the corner of his mouth turned up into the slightest twitch of a smile. Trap? Come now, Liam. have you truly fallen so far? Arthur's inner voice sounded incredulous. His mind opened like a book. In that book, a powerful, nearly unbearable thirst for blood followed. Arthur imagined the slaying of several humans, in great painstaking detail, over and over. He then slowly bent down and picked up a dusty old wine bottle out of his black coffin along with two elaborate crystal glasses. Arthur, still fixated on the slaughter of his victims playing over and over in his mind, popped the cork of the bottle. The telltale scent of blood leaked from the bottle. Arthur poured the red liquid into each glass, swirling it around in his hands. The urge of thirst stained his every thought. Arthur studied Liam's reaction in a curious manner.
"I'm afraid I have other matters to attend to, human. Try not to stay out too late with your new friend," he chuckled softly. Arthur set down one of the glasses, half full of blood, on the nightstand next to Liam's bed.
Have fun, Blir.

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It is obvious that what Phantom said is true, the roleplay has died. But I don't believe it was the lack of ideas, I believe it was the fact that certain people put themselves in the spotlight and just left and havent come back since. That is why if someone who should post (IEatChildren, Alliqua with Tadashi, all new people that joined, etc.) not post within a week, I will be forced to delete that character so the roleplay has a fighting chance to get going again. This may even end up as a private roleplay with certain people (Myself, Rj, bfb, Phantom, Alliqua, Bespecaled. May add a few more) so that this rolepkay does not fully die. Think of it as when your going to high school, college, univercity, etc: you don't want to be late. This is similar to posting, you don't want to fall behind and make others wait.

If you character is deleted, I will copy and paste the coding for that certain character into a text document on my computer if you want to rejoin and actually post.

Thank you for reading and post!

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Preach! Preach! Baby Panda for president!

David arrived at school later than everyone else. Although it wasn't really his fault, a family issue came up that delayed him. Luckily he was excused for the tardy even though he didn't really miss much. All that he missed he was briefed on before he came to school. "Humans allowed in the school now huh? This will be interesting." David thought as he walked towards the reception desk. Pretty much the vast majority of students were done already so it was long before David reached the front of the line. When checking the information it seemed there was a problem and he would have to find out his room number at a later time. For now he decided to walk around and see what new scents he could pick up; other than the smell of humans which littered the school grounds. David for one didn't mind humans, but he knew there were some that would love them...just not in a good way for the humans.

David found himself in the courtyard in full view of the dorms. It was nice and quiet here for now. David took a seat on one of the benches, deciding to wait around for now and he took in the various scents around him. Vampires, faes, angels, demons, and wisps just to name a few; of course the smell of humans was quite prevalent to David as well. Some smells David figured it might be good to be cautious of, more specifically the werewolves and lycans. He wasn't sure how well he would get along with these ones, but David figured time would tell. "This year looks promising," David said with a slight smile across his face.

Blake peered down from the tree it had been 'sitting' in and at the new creature that had popped up. It smiled a Glasgow smile full of sharp teeth and swung down as if it was hanging from it's knees from the branch. The tips of Blake's fingers just barely brushed the top of the boy's head as it amused itself with watching the boy's hair go through it's fingers.

"It's no everyday you see a spirit of hunger...do you think it very wise to be here with humans?" It teased, pale hair ruffling around it's face in a mock breeze. It giggled chillingly; soft like leaves rustling in the wind and beamed down at this new and strange boy. He would be it's friend and they would have many days together!

"I'm called Blake. How about you?" Blake had been here for a day already, but had been floating around in a huff since it had a room alone and no one to play tricks on; it's fairly cruel to put a Wisp alone!

David looked to were the voice was coming from with a grin. "I prefer to avoid human for feeding. If possible I like to feast on animals. I guess you could call me a vegetarian compared to the rest of my species. Besides you never know what they have been eating." David was half joking with is remarks. Although if a human was around when he went hunting he wasn't sure if he could control himself.

"My name is David, pleasure to meet ya Blake. Let me guess, a wisp right?"

Alright everyone, it has been 9 days since I put the announcement up and the people that still havent been on in a WHILE is: Zachy1993, IEatChildren, ForeverLiz and lol8lellow88. Please now post as if they aren't even there!

She chewed up the sweets in her mouth, pleased that they weren't spicy. After she finished, Victoria politely excused herself and headed out of her dorm room. The music from her headphones blared in her ears as she wandered the halls of the dorm. Upon passing by a door that was partially opened, she heard the end of a conversation. Two gentlemen stood in the doorway talking to a third. Victoria's breath hitched in her throat. The third person pushed past the other two and bolted after her. She took off running down the hallway and bolted up the stairs. Although she couldn't hear the footsteps, she knew he was right behind her. Her heart thundered in her chest. This was it. He was going to kill her tonight, she could feel it. When she came upon the rooftop, she came to the realization that she was completely trapped. Arthur calmly walked towards her.
"Stay back!" she called out, inching back to the railing. He simply smiled.
"You seem scared, Vikki. Why are you so frightened?" his voice sounded calm and somewhat soothing, but she could hear the malicious intent behind it.
"I-I'll jump," she threatened, "I'm not going to let you kill me." Arthur narrowed his eyes. He bit the tip of his finger and tossed his own blood into the air. It floated around him in red orbs. With a flick of his wrist, it immediately surrounded her and formed into tiny red blades.
"Now now, let's not do anything hasty," he chuckled, "See, I could kill you at any time. I could even get away with it, too. Our family is quite powerful."
She glared at him, "Fine. Do it, then. Finish me off, if you dare."

Blake smiled and floated gently down to 'sit' next to David. It tilted it's head and kicked it's feet like a kid before observing him quietly.

"That's right, I'm a wisp. I'd shake your hand but well..." It held it's hands up and waved them around, grinning widely. "I can't touch things really."

The wisp grinned and turned to look at the sky, as if it was the most interesting thing in the world, then turned to look at him again.

"Okay, you're my friend now!" It threw it's arm around David's shoulder and laughed at it's new friend, knowing it wasn't exactally what it would expect in a friend.Or possibly want.