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25 Characters Here
Eleniel Pace [4] Its always the quiet ones that turn out to be far more dangerous then you know.
Monica De'Allesso (Demonica) [1] Does not understand social grace and says what's on her mind.
Errol Kurolap [1] "Close your eyes."
Black McCloud [1] Grew up on a native Elf island. being a certain type of Elf he wasn't previllaged with Schooling skills. He is Extremly athletic he is very flexable along with his speacil talent teleporting with out a trace to another location.
Caz Rebem [0] A boy who has never really found anywhere he can fit in. Untill now.
Kai Xanders [0]
Black [0] Catch me if you can...
Serinity Sinner [0] becareful what you wish for because it might just come true.
Varel Lartus [0] "Nice to meet you"
Nicolai Frost [0] A 22 year old recently released from a asylum for the mentally insane, all because when he was young he claimed to have the ability to move things with his mind. Nicolai is an untrained telekinetic with a bad attitude.
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Kiya was mortified to see what happened to Mark. What an embarrassment for him. But he was her best friend, no matter what a (explicit) he was, they grew up in diapers together. Kiya had to always clean up his messes with people.
Kiya looked over as a small group disbanded, including potato boy who had been chuckling. Kiya ran after him. She felt horrible for him, first day and in the popular group he had now earned the name potato head. Mark had years of popularity under his belt, mostly due to being a jock and his association with one of the prettiest girls in school, so such an incident was considered the jokester Mark.
“Oh my gosh… I am SO sorry for Mark… He can be that way, I’m really sorry..” said Kiya with sincerity. Then she added, “I’m Kiya by the way” due to the fact that the boy’s eyes were the coolest color, they would compliment fire nicely…
Kiya looked over as a small group disbanded, including potato boy who had been chuckling. Kiya ran after him. She felt horrible for him, first day and in the popular group he had now earned the name potato head. Mark had years of popularity under his belt, mostly due to being a jock and his association with one of the prettiest girls in school, so such an incident was considered the jokester Mark.
“Oh my gosh… I am SO sorry for Mark… He can be that way, I’m really sorry..” said Kiya with sincerity. Then she added, “I’m Kiya by the way” due to the fact that the boy’s eyes were the coolest color, they would compliment fire nicely…
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Eva blushed--very slightly, so slightly it was hardly even visible. "It's not all that great....at least, it didn't look all that great to me..." she shrugged a bit, somewhat proud of the drawing while also a bit embarrased by Violet's bit of praise. "I guess I just had what I wanted to draw in mind, and I drew it...that's all." she tried to change the subject quickly. "Anyway...what subjects are you best at, or are your favourites? I mean like science, languages, mathematics, so on...? It's probably pretty self-evident, but mine would definitely be science...any subject in science." Just talking about it brought a small smile to her lips.
((this may sound a bit rude but I would appreciate if there were less one-liners...one-liners mean the next poster has less to work with, and they can really doom an RP quickly. I just don't want this RP to die V_V))
((this may sound a bit rude but I would appreciate if there were less one-liners...one-liners mean the next poster has less to work with, and they can really doom an RP quickly. I just don't want this RP to die V_V))
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Lacey walked to class seilently. She shifted from the form of a sleek black lepard to a redheaded human. Her eyes stayed the same shade of stunning blue. She but her hair up in a loose poneytail and she walked a little faster. She heard peaple walking by and talking, but she kept her eyes on the ground in front of her. For a seconed she slowed down as she sneezed but walked seilently and quickly again, her eyes still on the ground.
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"Oh..ahh it's..."
Alice's voice died out not even completing her sentence.
As she walked down the aisle to her dismay most of the seats in the fron and middle were taken leaving the back, she took as seat diagonal of the guy that bumped into her hoping to talk for a while.
Just as she turned in Errol's direction, a tall almost 6foot male teacher with short black hair and glasses came in.
"Welcome! To Combat Training! I am your teacher Ren, combat training is very important training the mind and body...."
Alice zoned in and out of the teachers' lecture waiting for the real thing.
[Teachers can be manipulated as however you want.]
Alice's voice died out not even completing her sentence.
As she walked down the aisle to her dismay most of the seats in the fron and middle were taken leaving the back, she took as seat diagonal of the guy that bumped into her hoping to talk for a while.
Just as she turned in Errol's direction, a tall almost 6foot male teacher with short black hair and glasses came in.
"Welcome! To Combat Training! I am your teacher Ren, combat training is very important training the mind and body...."
Alice zoned in and out of the teachers' lecture waiting for the real thing.
[Teachers can be manipulated as however you want.]
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"Math mostly..." Violet checks her watch. "Its first period. We should go now." Violet went straight to her first period class. English. Violet started to copy down every word the teacher was saying until she found out she took over 10 pages. Violet started humming Alice by Avril Lavigne. Something told her to do it. The teacher told her to stop humming because it was distracting. She mumbled a sorry and went back to her work.
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Errol let his seat fall back into place, and was about to say something to Alice before the teacher loomed above them and started the class. There wasn't any helping the fact that he couldn't escape now, because he'd been debating on just skipping and going back to his painting--or to go smoke. Now that Ren was here, he didn't have a chance. The teacher of Combat Training hated whenever someone spoke in class, or was late. He sighed, frowning and looked at Alice with his bright blue eyes. He only noticed that his blue sunglasses were still on and he moved them back onto his head. At least the class was fun.
"What dorm are ya' in?" Errol whispered over to Alice, glancing over to the teacher to make sure he didn't have a book thrown at him for not paying attention. He heard some other girl humming a familiar tune, and he arched his eyebrows. Alice, huh?
"What dorm are ya' in?" Errol whispered over to Alice, glancing over to the teacher to make sure he didn't have a book thrown at him for not paying attention. He heard some other girl humming a familiar tune, and he arched his eyebrows. Alice, huh?
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Eva stood up, surprised she had forgotten the time. "Ah yeah, I have combat training...with Ren..." she smirked slightly as she made her way to the Combat Training building. Red was practically like a friend to her; he would even turn a blind eye whenever she did something that any other teacher would report her for. So when she entered the room, a few minutes late, Ren only shook his head and sighed. "Five minutes late, as usual Eva." Eva grinned brightly. "So nice to see you again too, Ren." She sat absent-mindedly next to one of the newer students, not noticing that she was one of the freshmen.
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Alison looked at the teacher she had math first period, the worst thing was that this teacher kept on talking about boring math. Alison wasn't one of those intelligent people, there were many in this school but she was considered a girl with OK scores. Putting her head on the table the teacher came and tapped her on the shoulder. "Annoying teacher" she thought,"Miss Noel I know what you are thinking..." "Yeah" I sighed,"Please answer the question on the board." Going up to the board Alison glared at the teacher,She took the chalk writing the answers. It was good that she had self studied...
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Violet had another vision. She is going to meet a girl named Alice soon. Violet raised her hand. "Yes Miss Maundrell?" The teacher said. "May I be excused?" Violet responds. "Okay and make it quick. We have a pop quiz." She nodded and ran out the room. Violet ran to her room and she got her iPhone. She ran back to class while hiding her phone. She sat down and went through the quiz smoothly.
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Katie realized the time and gasped, "Oh no! I'm late!!" Her voice was frantic as she grabbed her book bag, running out of her room and shutting the door quickly behind her. Combat Training was her first class so she slid into the classroom in a flurry, "Well you're late. Please take a seat so we can continue our class." The teacher spoke, who she guessed was Ren. Katie quickly ran to a seat and began to listen to the teacher give a long lecture about the class and everything.
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Errol waited for a response from Alice, maybe he'd get one after class. He watched as the rest of the students began to pile in--mostly late, and some of them were accepted by Ren, others were shot the Ren-death-glare. Whoever Eva was, Ren seemed to know her personally. He made a face and leaned back in his chair once more, watching as Violet left and came back to the class and Katie nearly topple over desks to get to her seat. He brushed a hand through his strange-colored hair and drifted off into his own thoughts, staring out the window. Ren didn't seem to noticed.
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Not trusting her voice to be heard Alice took out a pen and paper.
Writing on a piece of paper she wrote down her dorm, Olympic. Alice equally folded it into halves, then fourths, then eighths.
In a swift movement when Ren was distracted, she tossed it onto his desk.
"Ok class, we'll wait two more minutes for the others to show up and then we'll start some real work"
Alice raised her hand, "What are we doing?"
Ren smirked, "First stretches then we're going outside to attack some wooden dummies. Pretending those dummies are real, you need to defeat them in less than 5 minutes. Unable to do so and you spend your whole next week lunch with me. Oh, and you could choose if you want to go with fists only or carry a weapon. If your going to use a weapon your time will be split in half because of your advantage compared to those using fists."
He chuckled with his next sentence, "The wooden dummies....can counter back."
Writing on a piece of paper she wrote down her dorm, Olympic. Alice equally folded it into halves, then fourths, then eighths.
In a swift movement when Ren was distracted, she tossed it onto his desk.
"Ok class, we'll wait two more minutes for the others to show up and then we'll start some real work"
Alice raised her hand, "What are we doing?"
Ren smirked, "First stretches then we're going outside to attack some wooden dummies. Pretending those dummies are real, you need to defeat them in less than 5 minutes. Unable to do so and you spend your whole next week lunch with me. Oh, and you could choose if you want to go with fists only or carry a weapon. If your going to use a weapon your time will be split in half because of your advantage compared to those using fists."
He chuckled with his next sentence, "The wooden dummies....can counter back."
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Eva gave a bored sigh; this was the part she really hated. The wooden dummies. She could easily dodge their attacks, but she was no fighter at all. Her true power was in her mind and thoughts, not in her body and fists. Nevertheless, she reluctantly followed Ren outside to the dummies, and walked up to one. She reached out and poked it, and it swung its fist brutally at her face in response; however, she easily dodged under the attack. "Man, these things are way too predictable," she said as she poked again and dodged the ruthless uppercut it threw at her. "Well, maybe you could spend less time predicting it and more time attacking it?" Ren replied in an irritated tone as he passed by. However, a smile was at the corner of his mouth.
"Whatever you say, teacher," Eva said in response. She turned to the dummie, and with a sigh lunged forward and punched it as hard as she could; it fell backwards, unable to attack back, and Eva grabbed her knuckles with her other hand. Dammit, that hurt! Eva made a mental note to bring some wraps for her fists next time.
"Whatever you say, teacher," Eva said in response. She turned to the dummie, and with a sigh lunged forward and punched it as hard as she could; it fell backwards, unable to attack back, and Eva grabbed her knuckles with her other hand. Dammit, that hurt! Eva made a mental note to bring some wraps for her fists next time.
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Alison walked back to her seat sitting down she put her head down. It was annoying that she had no friends, they were all scared of her. Why does she have this power ? All her family had this power so she trained with them. Everyday was a boring day for her all she did was eat,go to class,self train,self study,and sleep. I will just wait for that interesting day to come Alison thought....
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Miuki's eyes opened and blinked several times before getting up out of bed. she took her morning shower and threw her uniform on, then grabbed her water bottle. Miuki reached for her school bag and placed the sheets of homework inside. Then looked at the time. "better get going." She left her dorm in no rush to go to her homeroom. after taking long tests the bell rang and she went to by her lunch. Miuki sat by herself not expecting anyone to join her.
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Errol nodded, with a small smile. Olympic, eh? The weren't in the same dormitory after all, he wondered how many new Shadows' would be coming in. Either way, he respected the Olympic dorm for being so strong. Sometimes, he wished he'd been born with a different ability, his was destructive, and unpredictable. It couldn't be used against wooden dummies, either. However, he knew how to scrap with his fists, he'd been in enough fights for the "mental breakdowns" the kids blamed on him. Walking after the group of classmates and Ren, he stopped in front of one of the swaggering dummies. It swayed at him, throwing vicious strikes, which he dodged only by luck. Errol grit his teeth and slammed his foot into the dummies face and watched as he sprung backwards, unable to attack. He stood in front of it with a smirk before he felt a sharp pang radiate from his stomach, the wooden dummy sprung back up and slammed its fist into his chest. Groaning, his temper rose and he threw a weak jab, followed by a strong right hook. Served him right for not paying attention. He'd beaten the dummy, but he held a hand to his stomach--number one rule, Ren always told them, never let your guard down. Combat Training was bothersome, he'd rather be painting.
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The bell rang putting her head up she took her textbooks and all. Walking down the stairs she tripped "Ouch",sighing she got up. Finally,there was the cafeteria,it was quite empty right now she got her lunch and went to a empty table. Putting salad dressing on the salad she took out her fork and started eating. The salad was okay as you could expect it was school lunch. What was her next class anyways....
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I got up and dumped the scraped of my pasta away and walked to my next class...were was it again! gosh why do i always forget. i strolled up and down the hall way.
Monica had learned to keep her true appearance cloaked as an ordinary human. It took a lot of her energy to maintain the illusion, so Whenever she used her powers the illusion would slip off; a nose, finger or some other small portion would change red. The more energy she used the more of her illusion would slip off. She also had extensive control over the temperature she radiated.
Without looking at anyone she found a seat at the very back of the class. Ignoring the paper wad that flew past her she sat down and opened a little light reading, a 450 page book titled, "Is String Theory Merely an extension of M Theory?". Her real interest, shock surprise, was thermodynamics.
Without looking at anyone she found a seat at the very back of the class. Ignoring the paper wad that flew past her she sat down and opened a little light reading, a 450 page book titled, "Is String Theory Merely an extension of M Theory?". Her real interest, shock surprise, was thermodynamics.
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Watching Errol fight made Alice wonder if he was in the Olympic Dorm.
'When he fights it's like he already has the experience, got to respect that he went fist to fist.'
She glanced down at her hand, it opened and closed. 'Ah! The dummy punched him, I have a medic kit here somewhere...'
Alice rummaged in her huge bag looking for her mini-med kit, finding it she tossed it to Errol, "Sorry if it's bulky, I hate being unprepared."
"Ren? I was wondering if I could use my own weapons."
Ren answered back, "Sure, as long as you kill the dummy within the time limit"
Running to the dummy Alice sidestepped going behind its back, the dummy hadn't turned but moved back as fast as she moved.
Bending down she took both shurikens strapped to her ankle and threw them aiming at the dummies legs. The dummy kneeled on one knee and reflected the coming shuriken lunging for Alice. 'Crap, I'm out of weapons and time's almost up...' Seeing as her book bag was next to Errol she dove next to him, she stuck her arm in and took a 3 feet double-edged axe out.
The dummy less than a feet away from her, Alice lifted one arm with the axe up in the air then swung her arm down striking the dummy in a loud crack.
A pile of dust flew up, and clouded her vision for a while.
"D-d-did I hit it? I-I just took a blind strike, I...I was more worried about the time."
'When he fights it's like he already has the experience, got to respect that he went fist to fist.'
She glanced down at her hand, it opened and closed. 'Ah! The dummy punched him, I have a medic kit here somewhere...'
Alice rummaged in her huge bag looking for her mini-med kit, finding it she tossed it to Errol, "Sorry if it's bulky, I hate being unprepared."
"Ren? I was wondering if I could use my own weapons."
Ren answered back, "Sure, as long as you kill the dummy within the time limit"
Running to the dummy Alice sidestepped going behind its back, the dummy hadn't turned but moved back as fast as she moved.
Bending down she took both shurikens strapped to her ankle and threw them aiming at the dummies legs. The dummy kneeled on one knee and reflected the coming shuriken lunging for Alice. 'Crap, I'm out of weapons and time's almost up...' Seeing as her book bag was next to Errol she dove next to him, she stuck her arm in and took a 3 feet double-edged axe out.
The dummy less than a feet away from her, Alice lifted one arm with the axe up in the air then swung her arm down striking the dummy in a loud crack.
A pile of dust flew up, and clouded her vision for a while.
"D-d-did I hit it? I-I just took a blind strike, I...I was more worried about the time."
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Errol grimaced from the pain, but sat on the remains of the wooden dummy he beat. He wasn't anyone like the people form the Olympic Dorm, but he was determined enough to hold his own. When Alice threw him a small med kit, he caught it and was surprised at how heavy it was. Whatever was in it, Alice was prepared for anything. He looked surprised that she was eager to help him, or that she was even watching. He scratched the back of his head and looked up at her, "Thanks! It's fine." He rummaged in the kit until he found some slight pain-killers, took them, and an ice pack made from a small sheet with gelatin in it. Errol lifted his shirt up to reveal an already sweltering purple-blue bruise, dropped his shirt with a disgruntled mumble and placed the pack back on his stomach. He'd been quick to defeat his wooden dummy, but he was reckless at the same time. Not a good quality.
He watched as Alice pulled out an impressive arsenal of weapons, and he nearly gaped when she smashed the wooden dummy with the axe. Dust rose around them but if he squinted his eyes he could see what damage Alice had done. The wooden dummy was split in two almost, it was amazing!
"W-Woah," Errol murmured softly, "I think ya' hit it, poppet."
He watched as Alice pulled out an impressive arsenal of weapons, and he nearly gaped when she smashed the wooden dummy with the axe. Dust rose around them but if he squinted his eyes he could see what damage Alice had done. The wooden dummy was split in two almost, it was amazing!
"W-Woah," Errol murmured softly, "I think ya' hit it, poppet."
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Eva looked down at the dummy, completely knocked over, in front of her. She hadn't even hit it that hard, yet it had come detached from the stump to which it had been attached--she was quite sure she wasn't that strong. Could it be that I accidentally took someone's power? she thought to herself, glancing around at the people around her, wondering if any of them were noticing a suspicious and sudden lack of their own power. Uh oh. Not good. If I've stolen a power I don't know anything about...I can only hope whoever I stole this power from only have superstrength or something. She turned at the sound of a dummy being cut down, and saw the dummy next to her almost split in two, and a girl with an axe standing over it. "Hit it?" she blurted out without thinking. "I'll say you hit it! That's totally awesome!"
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*Bell Rings* As everybody went out the room, the teacher was giving out the quiz papers back. As always, Violet had gotten an A+. Right now she had Combat Training. Violet had never heard of this class so she is afraid to get an F right now...
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Misore heard the bell ring..she stood up and walked out of the class. she was the first one out not talking to anyone on her way out..she headed to her next class.
maybe i should try to talk to someone...maybe. Misore sighed and walked into her next class sitting in the very back row.
maybe i should try to talk to someone...maybe. Misore sighed and walked into her next class sitting in the very back row.