Introduction
Monstrum's Asylum for Young and Developing Monsters
Welcome, young monsters, to the paradise known as Monstrum's Asylum, an academy for young monsters from all around the world to come and learn as they discover how to hide and use their inherent abilities.
We offer a wide range of classes for all walks of life, from phasing through objects and manipulating ectoplasm to control of lycanthropic form. Our teachers specialize in stress relief and peer to peer relations, making sure that students are taken care of mentally and emotionally.
Our students will enjoy a luxurious life, living on campus and interracting with the town of Sanguine, Transylvania located in the valley below the mountain which Monstrum's is located upon.
Each student recieves an allowance at the end of each week, which will pay for food and other necessities for the students to use as they see fit.
Furthermore, students are encouraged to participate in the following activities
Campus Information
Our campus has been designed to accommodate many different monstrous ways of life.
We have designed the co-ed dorms to be large, comfortable, and easily customizable for the denizens within.
some of our campus highlights are
Class List
Day classes
Night Classes
To Apply
Welcome, young monsters, to the paradise known as Monstrum's Asylum, an academy for young monsters from all around the world to come and learn as they discover how to hide and use their inherent abilities.
We offer a wide range of classes for all walks of life, from phasing through objects and manipulating ectoplasm to control of lycanthropic form. Our teachers specialize in stress relief and peer to peer relations, making sure that students are taken care of mentally and emotionally.
Our students will enjoy a luxurious life, living on campus and interracting with the town of Sanguine, Transylvania located in the valley below the mountain which Monstrum's is located upon.
Each student recieves an allowance at the end of each week, which will pay for food and other necessities for the students to use as they see fit.
Furthermore, students are encouraged to participate in the following activities
- Career Building by seeking employment in Sanguine
- Physical Activity by joining one of the many athletics teams
- Seeking enlightenment by taking part in services at our many on-campus temples and churches.
- Pursuing any of our many extracurricular study options.
Campus Information
Our campus has been designed to accommodate many different monstrous ways of life.
We have designed the co-ed dorms to be large, comfortable, and easily customizable for the denizens within.
some of our campus highlights are
- Large, open fields for sports and other physical activities
- Twenty-four seven services for nocturnal students
- Indoor services for photosensitive students.
- Campus-wide Wifi
Class List
Day classes
- First Period: Sparring (taught by Kaen Phokus) , Open, Open [6:00 AM~9:00 AM]
- Second Period: Divination (taught by Irus Psomas), Open, Open [9:10 AM~12:00 PM]
- Third Period: Botany (taught by Beau Geste Bellatroix), Open, Open [12:10 PM~3:00 PM]
- Fourth Period: Biology, Chemistry, Physics (Taught by Imdius) [3:10 PM~6:00 PM
- Fifth Period: Open, Open, Open [6:10 PM~9:00 PM]
Night Classes
- First Period: Mystical Creatures and How to Handle Them (Taught by Gohan Naudeus), Open, Open [10:00 PM~1:00 AM]
- Second Period: Hunting Evasion 101 (Taught by Monstrum) (mandatory), Magic Dueling Practice (taught by Kaen Phokus), Open [1:10 AM~4:00 AM]
- Third Period: Open, Open, Open [4:10 AM~7:00 AM]
To Apply
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Can use magic | [y/n] (add details)
racial abilities
appearance (description or picture. or both)
Student or teacher? (if you're a teacher, put what class you'd wish to teach, and at what time slot.)
Backstory (2-3 paragraphs)
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He pulled a rumpled piece of paper from his jacket pocket as he rounded the doorway into the hall. Second period Divination. He was going to suck at this class, having no magical powers at all involving divining anything. Except perhaps spirits. He had a keen sense for them since he used to be a spirit himself until recently. Or low level demon depending on your definition. He had no clue what divination required anyways. Thomas walked on, not even slightly in a rush to get there. His thoughts faded from topic to topic as he wandered, peering out of windows as he passed. He thought of the poor cat soul that had been lost that day to the three headed mutt. He thought of his first day there, his thoughts paused momentarily on the dorms. He hadn't actually been in his yet, he'd opted to have his things sent up before him so he could make it to the auditorium on time. He had no clue who would be his roommate. "Dorms are co-ed too." He muttered to himself.
The thought of sharing a room with a girl brought a slight blush to his cheeks as he imagined various opportunities to accidentally glimpse the wonder of the female body. "Girls dig cats too." He nodded frowning determinedly with his perverted mind. "Such divine chance!"
Thomas did indeed have the mind of a typical highschool boy. Such healthy youth mixed with the mischievous scheming nature of a yokai spirit. In all truth he'd never seriously pursued a relationship with anyone before. He simply never had the motivation or interest for it. Even now it was doubtful he'd put the effort into building a proper romantic relationship with anyone. He'd never been with anyone so there was that, and nor had he ever felt love aside from the deep familial connection he'd felt with that human boy years ago. In that case the boy was his human. It was very different.
Thomas continued to walk, his mind a buzz when he suddenly came to a stop at an intersection of halls. He glanced around thoughtfully for a moment, sniffed the air and groaned. "Dammit.....I got lost."
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Imdius laughed out loud at Beau's words, understanding the pains of waiting as he crossed his arms and leaned back into nothing.
"And besides, some of us are trying to keep the student body from tearing itself apart." Those mocking words was what pushed out some more giggled from Imdius, making it obvious that he couldn't care less about keeping the student body intact. In fact, the thought of seeing the student body fall apart brought another creepy smile onto his face.
"Where's the fun in keeping the peace? It's okay to let a little shit happen every now and then..." Imdius replied, his arms thrown outwards as a shrug as he tilted his head to the side. But that was when the cause of this current mishap tried to act responsible.
"The meeting will have to wait until later. The Harpy has to get her wound healed."
"Let the leader meet him first; we'll drop by later."
"Did I fucking stutter?" Imdius called out, seemingly offended as he closed in to Xue. His body bent forward to reach the same eye level as the student. "Now listen here, you little shit. It's your fault for those wounds, I could punish your ass to the mountains and back and it still won't be enough. But I can't. Not on the first day, gotta let students settle down a bit."
He stood straight once again, leaning back as he flexed his arm behind his head with the other arm held downwards across his body. "When I say you three need to meet the headmaster. You fuckers will meet the head-fucking-master. Understand?"
Imdius turned to Beau once more, his arms lowered down with his hands in his pockets. "Woman, use your little magician act and make Miss Brienne's wounds disappear. Temporarily."
"And besides, some of us are trying to keep the student body from tearing itself apart." Those mocking words was what pushed out some more giggled from Imdius, making it obvious that he couldn't care less about keeping the student body intact. In fact, the thought of seeing the student body fall apart brought another creepy smile onto his face.
"Where's the fun in keeping the peace? It's okay to let a little shit happen every now and then..." Imdius replied, his arms thrown outwards as a shrug as he tilted his head to the side. But that was when the cause of this current mishap tried to act responsible.
"The meeting will have to wait until later. The Harpy has to get her wound healed."
"Let the leader meet him first; we'll drop by later."
"Did I fucking stutter?" Imdius called out, seemingly offended as he closed in to Xue. His body bent forward to reach the same eye level as the student. "Now listen here, you little shit. It's your fault for those wounds, I could punish your ass to the mountains and back and it still won't be enough. But I can't. Not on the first day, gotta let students settle down a bit."
He stood straight once again, leaning back as he flexed his arm behind his head with the other arm held downwards across his body. "When I say you three need to meet the headmaster. You fuckers will meet the head-fucking-master. Understand?"
Imdius turned to Beau once more, his arms lowered down with his hands in his pockets. "Woman, use your little magician act and make Miss Brienne's wounds disappear. Temporarily."
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Shame grunted in pain, her breathing ragged. She climbed to her feet and staggered, walking out of the classroom. She won? She smiled to herself. But she needed more control. She still felt the pain the Randel caused her. She felt the sand shift across her arms, her skin tingling. She looked up as Thomas was the first out of the room.
Divination was next. Shame licked her lips in nervousness, clenching her arms as she walked to her second period class. She happened to see Randel walking behind her. She growled, her eyes narrowed as she continued walking, not looking back at him. She felt suddenly weak, her fingers ice cold and her cheeks rosy red from sudden heat lose. She shuddered, fiddling with her fingers while on her way to class. She happened to turn her head and spotted Thomas, looking like he was lost. She whistled to catch his attention. "You lost there?" She asked, making her way to him.
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Not for the first time, Brienne wondered who let these people teach students. Something about Bellatroix still seemed fishy to her, for lack of a better word. The concern was touching, if something odd. Feeling slowly returned to her legs as she flapped her wings. Chilled blood circulated out of them with every heartbeat, sped up by the incessant flapping keeping her aloft. After another few moments, she dropped to the ground to avoid damaging her shoulder any more than it already was. Though stiff, her birdlike legs held firm. Placing one wing over the wound that still leaked blood over her feathers, Brienne gritted her teeth. Now that the initial shock wore off and aggravated by her wingbeats, the puncture wound throbbed. She didn't look forward to washing all the blood out of her feathers. At least dark red on black plumage didn't show up as brightly as it would on white feathers or even the pale grey that her mother had.
None of the other students caught in the wave of shrapnel even seemed hurt. Frowning internally, the harpy wondered what kind of insane healing factors and combat-experienced people she'd be going head-to-head with in the halls. Certainly not any she could reasonably defend herself against. Great.
In the background, she heard Imdius and Bellatroix arguing over the student body. Moving it to the back of her mind, Brienne focused on Xue instead. He approached her, his words making his intent clear. Though going to the nurse and getting wrapped up felt like a great idea (by now the pain in her shoulder started setting off a headache), she wasn't certain if she wanted Xue to help her over there. his cold-snap caused the shrapnel. Although, if Brienne hadn't smacked him in the face with her wing, the frigid wind wouldn't have happened. Plus, it was never a good idea to turn down help whenever it was offered. Only a fool let pride supersede pragmatism. His desire to fix his own mistakes instead of crucifying the harpy for causing the incident painted Xue in a rather positive light. A good person to have as a friend.
The smoke-scent of Imdius penetrated Brienne's thoughts and his harsh voice followed. All the excessive profanity wore on her nerves. A force of will kept her from saying anything rash, though shut up came to mind. Snapping up her right, undamaged wing, she finally spoke up again. "Please, let's just stop for a second. I'll be fine," probably, "And whatever the headmaster has to say shouldn't take too long. Just get me a strip of cloth or something and I can keep from bleeding all over the floor. Sorcery isn't really necessary here."
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Kaen Phokus (Edited)
Now that Kaen was finished with his first class he had a mission to complete. He quickly left the classroom and followed the most mischievous energy in the school. By doing so he soon found Imdius and a group of students outside the headmasters office.
He went right up to the demon teacher and peeked over his shoulder, trying to see what was his source of amusement today. It seemed a group of kids was his current focus, and he even recognized one of them... Gem was his name if Kaen remembered right. That was when Kaen suddenly started laughing off to the side and gives Imdius a little room. "Aww man, you get to chaperon the Student Council? Never pegged you as a part of the system, Imdius. Do you actually care for our beloved students? No, I bet this was Monstrum's idea." His sarcastic banter was all part of the relationship between the two teachers; they had known each other for decades and for Kaen it was a form of rivalry between them.
He didn't know or care if Imdius shared this outlook, Kaen would use it as an excuse to do some stupid things once in awhile and it was always fun for the demon as long as something got chaotic. It was about then that Kaen got his first look at a few of the students and leaned around the demon to look at them. He spotted one in particular that caught his eye. "So the royal brat of the pit comes to Monstrum, unless i'm hallucinating and that isn't the prince of demons over there. You really got your work laid out for you, don't you Imdius?"
Now that Kaen was finished with his first class he had a mission to complete. He quickly left the classroom and followed the most mischievous energy in the school. By doing so he soon found Imdius and a group of students outside the headmasters office.
He went right up to the demon teacher and peeked over his shoulder, trying to see what was his source of amusement today. It seemed a group of kids was his current focus, and he even recognized one of them... Gem was his name if Kaen remembered right. That was when Kaen suddenly started laughing off to the side and gives Imdius a little room. "Aww man, you get to chaperon the Student Council? Never pegged you as a part of the system, Imdius. Do you actually care for our beloved students? No, I bet this was Monstrum's idea." His sarcastic banter was all part of the relationship between the two teachers; they had known each other for decades and for Kaen it was a form of rivalry between them.
He didn't know or care if Imdius shared this outlook, Kaen would use it as an excuse to do some stupid things once in awhile and it was always fun for the demon as long as something got chaotic. It was about then that Kaen got his first look at a few of the students and leaned around the demon to look at them. He spotted one in particular that caught his eye. "So the royal brat of the pit comes to Monstrum, unless i'm hallucinating and that isn't the prince of demons over there. You really got your work laid out for you, don't you Imdius?"
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Miki had just finished unpacking as quickly as she could in her dorm. It didn't take long considering she didn't have many things. It didn't take her as long as she thought to find her dorm. Considering the premises was completely foreign to her; it was exciting but intimidating at the same time.
Now she just had to find, class? Or perhaps the office? She had read about these things in manga and western comics. New students usually inquired at the head office. She was afraid of going to the wrong class and embarrassing herself, although since she found her dorm with ease she was feeling a bit cocky and started to even think she was capable of finding her class in the monster of a school.
"Head office it is." Miki muttered to herself with a quite stern and determined smile. She was keen on finding some way to keep her in her village, the idea of never seeing her father again certainly loomed over her.
Miki slung her small white, satchel over her shoulder and held her wooden staff which was taller than herself in her left hand. Making her way down the long hallways, peeking into some classrooms as stealthy as she could out of curiosity along the way. Suddenly a group of students flooded out of a classroom which caught her by surprise, jumping slightly. She let out a sigh, hand on her heart before letting out a short, soft laugh at herself from being startled so easily. Wearing shoes felt so uncomfortable, being bare footed made it easier to find her way around places. Nonetheless, following some signs made it easier for her to get to her destination; and so there should be signs.
Finally making it to the office, she peeked into what seemed to be a waiting room. It was certainly full of people and that made Miki's heart sink, feeling heavy and nervous, her stomach got butterflies. But what shocked her more was the state of the room. Was this the norm for a school for mixed species? Was this some sort of theme they were having with the office? Her purple eyes wide, mouth tightly shut as she looked around the room, slowly making herself visible and entering the room, almost tip-toeing instinctively around the glass visible on the floor. She had to remember she was wearing shoes for a change. "Um." Miki managed to open her mouth to speak, only briefly for a moment. "I uh.. I'm looking for my class. I mean, I'm lost and- is this the head office?" She stopped herself from continuing any further, thinking that perhaps she took a wrong turn and was not actually in the head office. The idea of being in the wrong place made her feel uncomfortable.
Finding it hard to make any eye contact with the people in the room, her eyes darted from person to person, then at the ground, left then right. She felt so awkward, this was completely out of her comfortable zone and everyone looked so different to the Nymphs back home, seeing as how they obviously weren't Nymphs this was the first time she had ever seen others of a different species to herself. The girl with wings intrigued her the most though seeing as how she looked the most inhuman. Her face went pale when she saw the wound however on the winged girl. "O-Oh dear." She stuttered, gulping, thinking that the worse had just happened here, that they had all been battling each other for some unknown reason. However the need to nurture and help overpowered her fear. Her shoulder looked pretty bad but it was something Miki could heal with her hair. "I can fix that if you'd like." The Nymph spoke out loud now, quite confidently as she gestured towards the inured girl, her grip tightening around the tall, wooden staff now out of determination and nervousness, holding on as if it were her life line.
Now she just had to find, class? Or perhaps the office? She had read about these things in manga and western comics. New students usually inquired at the head office. She was afraid of going to the wrong class and embarrassing herself, although since she found her dorm with ease she was feeling a bit cocky and started to even think she was capable of finding her class in the monster of a school.
"Head office it is." Miki muttered to herself with a quite stern and determined smile. She was keen on finding some way to keep her in her village, the idea of never seeing her father again certainly loomed over her.
Miki slung her small white, satchel over her shoulder and held her wooden staff which was taller than herself in her left hand. Making her way down the long hallways, peeking into some classrooms as stealthy as she could out of curiosity along the way. Suddenly a group of students flooded out of a classroom which caught her by surprise, jumping slightly. She let out a sigh, hand on her heart before letting out a short, soft laugh at herself from being startled so easily. Wearing shoes felt so uncomfortable, being bare footed made it easier to find her way around places. Nonetheless, following some signs made it easier for her to get to her destination; and so there should be signs.
Finally making it to the office, she peeked into what seemed to be a waiting room. It was certainly full of people and that made Miki's heart sink, feeling heavy and nervous, her stomach got butterflies. But what shocked her more was the state of the room. Was this the norm for a school for mixed species? Was this some sort of theme they were having with the office? Her purple eyes wide, mouth tightly shut as she looked around the room, slowly making herself visible and entering the room, almost tip-toeing instinctively around the glass visible on the floor. She had to remember she was wearing shoes for a change. "Um." Miki managed to open her mouth to speak, only briefly for a moment. "I uh.. I'm looking for my class. I mean, I'm lost and- is this the head office?" She stopped herself from continuing any further, thinking that perhaps she took a wrong turn and was not actually in the head office. The idea of being in the wrong place made her feel uncomfortable.
Finding it hard to make any eye contact with the people in the room, her eyes darted from person to person, then at the ground, left then right. She felt so awkward, this was completely out of her comfortable zone and everyone looked so different to the Nymphs back home, seeing as how they obviously weren't Nymphs this was the first time she had ever seen others of a different species to herself. The girl with wings intrigued her the most though seeing as how she looked the most inhuman. Her face went pale when she saw the wound however on the winged girl. "O-Oh dear." She stuttered, gulping, thinking that the worse had just happened here, that they had all been battling each other for some unknown reason. However the need to nurture and help overpowered her fear. Her shoulder looked pretty bad but it was something Miki could heal with her hair. "I can fix that if you'd like." The Nymph spoke out loud now, quite confidently as she gestured towards the inured girl, her grip tightening around the tall, wooden staff now out of determination and nervousness, holding on as if it were her life line.
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Rook watched as everyone started to leave and then also fuss over the harpy girl when she had gotten cut from the glass. It made his mouth water profusely but he forced control over himself and the "sleeping dragon" inside. There were many reasons why it sucked to have a silver dragon dad and a red dragon mother. One being that they were mortal enemies that would fight over territories for thousands of years, mountains had been destroyed over feuds between the two. Fierce battles raged on with rivers of blood spilling from both sides and everyone witnessing hellish destruction, just for a cave that didnt face the sun. Another reason was their behaviors are polar opposites down to one breathing cold fire and the other breathing hell flames. Silver dragons are peaceful and wise, many are known to sit and think years on a single thought on were to place a stone since they can live for so long. A red dragon is strong headed and quicker to do then think than a human, and willing to destroy everything in its path just for the fun of it or because something annoyed them. Red hate humans and want to end them all while silver love them and find them so amazing that most prefer to stay in human form than in their original.
Being half, he was always literally at war with himself with everything he did or wanted to do. Every thought was fought over and every action was a battle he had won, but he could not always handle it and really that is why he finally accepted the invitation to be at this place. Back from zoning out he realized he had yet to be noticed while everyone was distracted, so after softly squeezing the shoulder of Gems that his hand was still on he turned to leave. He looked over at Xue and with a smile winked at him before leaving out and into the hall. He might as well just head back to his room to move his things around before his roommate came and became angry or something. Whoever it is.
Being half, he was always literally at war with himself with everything he did or wanted to do. Every thought was fought over and every action was a battle he had won, but he could not always handle it and really that is why he finally accepted the invitation to be at this place. Back from zoning out he realized he had yet to be noticed while everyone was distracted, so after softly squeezing the shoulder of Gems that his hand was still on he turned to leave. He looked over at Xue and with a smile winked at him before leaving out and into the hall. He might as well just head back to his room to move his things around before his roommate came and became angry or something. Whoever it is.
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"Ah?" Imdius spoke as a familiar teacher's head appeared over his shoulder, looking around the room before moaning about Imdius' job. "Nah, I'm just doing what I'm told. I couldn't give two shits about these fucked up creatures." He replied, not even looking at the teacher as he stared down the student council.
Suddenly, another interruption came into the room, causing Imdius to give out a massive groan as his body slumped forward. Sulking. "Yes, this is the head office..." He groaned in reply, dragging out his words as he struggled to stand straight, "I just want to get this shit over and done with, damn. He continued grumbling to himself as the pink haired girl offered to heal the wounded harpy, quickly grabbing Imdius' attention as she did so. Another person to shout at, how fun! His mood had already lifted at great speeds as his swag filled pose was regained, a massive smile on his face as he stares towards the newcomer;
"Did I say you could heal her? You little shit! No one fucking asked you! Swampy's gonna do it." He shouted, swiftly moving his hands around as some kind of reinforcement for his words.
Suddenly, another interruption came into the room, causing Imdius to give out a massive groan as his body slumped forward. Sulking. "Yes, this is the head office..." He groaned in reply, dragging out his words as he struggled to stand straight, "I just want to get this shit over and done with, damn. He continued grumbling to himself as the pink haired girl offered to heal the wounded harpy, quickly grabbing Imdius' attention as she did so. Another person to shout at, how fun! His mood had already lifted at great speeds as his swag filled pose was regained, a massive smile on his face as he stares towards the newcomer;
"Did I say you could heal her? You little shit! No one fucking asked you! Swampy's gonna do it." He shouted, swiftly moving his hands around as some kind of reinforcement for his words.
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She couldn't help but feel a bit dejected when the fox child found her attempts at comfort to be... creepy, in lack of a better term. Her face reddens with embarrassment, it is one of the few things that will do that. She blames herself, of course. She had forgotten that foxes by nature are more like wild cats, independent with personal boundaries rather than codependent pack animals like dogs. She then realizes what she's thinking of the student in terms of a wild animal and shakes her head. "Oh no, I came on too strong again..." she silently thinks to herself, her smile softens into one that seems more natural as she calms some and, for the moment, respects Xue's space.
"Sorry, just... don't worry about it." She averts her gaze and shifts it to the rest of them.
Bella moves attention to the demon teacher and finds herself at a loss for words as she watches Imdius tweak out like an over-caffeinated boy while also going through puberty. It was... fascinating and bizarre all at once. And the fox boy thought her behavior was weird? Through much of it she just smiles, but internally questions how he ever ended up here instead of in a straitjacket. As Imdius's big live performance goes on she once again sensed a hunger rise and fall. Her right eye twitches but she maintains a calm composure as she thinks to herself, "Just how many will be on cannibalism watch by the end of the day? Should I put bells on them..?"
Then she noticed another teacher had joined in, it was Kaen Phokus. "Why hello there, sir Phokus, did your class go well today?" She tries to be as courteous as possible, a trait gained from years of studying humans. It was likely an effort to distract some from the awkwardness of the current situation. She wondered too if he cared for the students.
As she ponders what to do about the more carnivorous students she's shaken back to the problem at hand, the harpy child's wounds. And then she hears Imdius suggest that she heals the girl. As much as she'd love to... it wasn't exactly a great idea to ask an eldritch to play as healer. Then again, she knows of a number of concoctions that could stop bleeding and help. As she considered the additional damages of having the plants in her classroom crawl down the hallway there came something... something very... very pink come into view. Soon she realizes that another child has joined in on the situation, a healer no less. Well, that simplifies matters. Although... maybe a tad too conveniently?
"Child, that would be wonde-" As soon as the new child had offered to heal Brienne, the twitchy manchild goes into another outburst and once again presses for the absolute opposite of a healer to do it. She couldn't help but view him as some disgruntled court jester at this point. "Pour l'amour de l'amour... go ahead, child, it is her big day to meet the headmaster and it would be most appreciated."
"Sorry, just... don't worry about it." She averts her gaze and shifts it to the rest of them.
Bella moves attention to the demon teacher and finds herself at a loss for words as she watches Imdius tweak out like an over-caffeinated boy while also going through puberty. It was... fascinating and bizarre all at once. And the fox boy thought her behavior was weird? Through much of it she just smiles, but internally questions how he ever ended up here instead of in a straitjacket. As Imdius's big live performance goes on she once again sensed a hunger rise and fall. Her right eye twitches but she maintains a calm composure as she thinks to herself, "Just how many will be on cannibalism watch by the end of the day? Should I put bells on them..?"
Then she noticed another teacher had joined in, it was Kaen Phokus. "Why hello there, sir Phokus, did your class go well today?" She tries to be as courteous as possible, a trait gained from years of studying humans. It was likely an effort to distract some from the awkwardness of the current situation. She wondered too if he cared for the students.
As she ponders what to do about the more carnivorous students she's shaken back to the problem at hand, the harpy child's wounds. And then she hears Imdius suggest that she heals the girl. As much as she'd love to... it wasn't exactly a great idea to ask an eldritch to play as healer. Then again, she knows of a number of concoctions that could stop bleeding and help. As she considered the additional damages of having the plants in her classroom crawl down the hallway there came something... something very... very pink come into view. Soon she realizes that another child has joined in on the situation, a healer no less. Well, that simplifies matters. Although... maybe a tad too conveniently?
"Child, that would be wonde-" As soon as the new child had offered to heal Brienne, the twitchy manchild goes into another outburst and once again presses for the absolute opposite of a healer to do it. She couldn't help but view him as some disgruntled court jester at this point. "Pour l'amour de l'amour... go ahead, child, it is her big day to meet the headmaster and it would be most appreciated."
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Kaen Phokus
Kaen was about to say something else to Imdius but he was currently yelling at a rather pink... "thing" across the room. His attention was displaced for a moment by this so he manifested himself a cup of coffee and took a sip when he smelled something curious. It was a mixture of wisdom scales and teeth, a dragon. It had been awhile since he had seen a dragon, since they were so rare in modern times. He followed this smell to a young student standing next to Gem and blinked at him as if in surprise. He didn't quite know just how to address the dragon since he couldn't tell what kind he was, but from the color of the child's eyes it would be either a white or silver dragon, more than likely white but if he was lucky it would be silver.
Going up to the dragon Kaen leaned down to inspect him closer. "So you are silver, remarkable. I have not had the pleasure of meeting one of your kind for at least a century. I am Kaen Phokus, Warlock. I teach combat and magic here, but who might you be?" He held out his hand for the kid to shake, and given that the teacher was the closest thing to human at the school the silver in him should find Kaen to be a trusted acquaintance in a sea of strangers. Kaen's interest in dragons goes far back to his childhood when he had a friend who was a dragon, although a Green dragon at that.
Kaen was about to say something else to Imdius but he was currently yelling at a rather pink... "thing" across the room. His attention was displaced for a moment by this so he manifested himself a cup of coffee and took a sip when he smelled something curious. It was a mixture of wisdom scales and teeth, a dragon. It had been awhile since he had seen a dragon, since they were so rare in modern times. He followed this smell to a young student standing next to Gem and blinked at him as if in surprise. He didn't quite know just how to address the dragon since he couldn't tell what kind he was, but from the color of the child's eyes it would be either a white or silver dragon, more than likely white but if he was lucky it would be silver.
Going up to the dragon Kaen leaned down to inspect him closer. "So you are silver, remarkable. I have not had the pleasure of meeting one of your kind for at least a century. I am Kaen Phokus, Warlock. I teach combat and magic here, but who might you be?" He held out his hand for the kid to shake, and given that the teacher was the closest thing to human at the school the silver in him should find Kaen to be a trusted acquaintance in a sea of strangers. Kaen's interest in dragons goes far back to his childhood when he had a friend who was a dragon, although a Green dragon at that.
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Aiko gave up on struggling with her words and trying to excuse herself from the duty of going after Randal and instead gave a heavy sigh, mumbling a defeated, "Yes, sir" before exiting the office and closing the door softly behind herself. As she left the office, Aiko was greeted with the sight of a slightly wrecked front office, "W-wuh" Aiko's lip trembled in confusion as she looked around at the broken windows and missing light fixture, her eyes immediately fell on the mischevious demon Imdius, "Did you do this?" in place of anger Aiko's voice wavered with confusion, the small doll was incapable of anger, not because of being a doll, she was just a very scared of getting angry.
Another sigh left Aiko's lips and she shook her head, stepping over the sprinkling of shatter glass, knowing it would repair itself soon enough, "A-are you ok?" Aiko peered at the harpy-girl with worry as she noticed the blood emitting from her shoulder. Aiko's eyes drifted over everybody else in the room before again her eyes fell on Imdius, wondering if he would go as far as to actually harm a student, "T-There's a medkit under my desk, I-I'll go get it." Aiko then turned on her heel, starting toward her desk and on the way stepping over another few piles of glass to ensure she didn't make anymore mess.
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Imdius turned in a very erratic fashion to face Aiko, offended at her accusations. Of course it would make sense for the demon to be responsible for this mess, but of course it wasn't him. This time. "Boo, you whore." He pouted, his arms crossed as he pointed his face upwards and away from Aiko. "That little shit messed up, that's what happened. Don't worry, I'll deal with him." Pissed off with being blamed for this asshole's actions, along with the attitude of his owner, Skykoko, Imdius picked up Xue and held him under his arm. Ready to punish him.
Before anything else, Imdius opened the door to the headmaster's office, effectively pushing the other two student council members into the office. "Go talk to him. He ordered, seemingly in a rush. "Right, Aiko... He turned to the doll who was searching for the medkit under her desk.
"Could you email Putin for me? Tell him that I can't form a contract until he collects the seven dragonballs, or some shit like that. Imdius asked, still holding the flailing Xue under his arm, "Oh yeah, about that. I need to redistribute these. He pulled a bag of the seven dragonballs from his pocket, slamming them on the floor as they grew into their true size. "Back soon. With that, he disappeared.
After a few minutes of teleporting around the world, placing the dragonballs in very intricate places as he did so. Finally, he appeared on the moon. Still holding Xue and the last dragonball. "Welcome to the moon." Imdius called out as he placed Xue on the ground, looking for a good place to place the ball. Suddenly, he came to a sudden realization, looking down to see he had stood on Armstrong's footprint. "Shit." He cussed, looking around as he panicked a little at the situation.
Frustrated, Imdius let his anger out on Xue, throwing him out into the vast expanses on space, leaving him drift off, dead.
Without a single comment, he pulled a phone from his pocket, "Oh, I get better signal here for some reason." Taking advantage, he opened Intagram, proceeding to take a selfie with the American flag "#Distributingdragonballs #Moonlife #NotAHoax"
After a small giggle, he searched through his contacts, Imdius dialled to call 'The doll'. "Yo, Aiko, What does one do when they rub out Armstrong's footprint?"
Before anything else, Imdius opened the door to the headmaster's office, effectively pushing the other two student council members into the office. "Go talk to him. He ordered, seemingly in a rush. "Right, Aiko... He turned to the doll who was searching for the medkit under her desk.
"Could you email Putin for me? Tell him that I can't form a contract until he collects the seven dragonballs, or some shit like that. Imdius asked, still holding the flailing Xue under his arm, "Oh yeah, about that. I need to redistribute these. He pulled a bag of the seven dragonballs from his pocket, slamming them on the floor as they grew into their true size. "Back soon. With that, he disappeared.
After a few minutes of teleporting around the world, placing the dragonballs in very intricate places as he did so. Finally, he appeared on the moon. Still holding Xue and the last dragonball. "Welcome to the moon." Imdius called out as he placed Xue on the ground, looking for a good place to place the ball. Suddenly, he came to a sudden realization, looking down to see he had stood on Armstrong's footprint. "Shit." He cussed, looking around as he panicked a little at the situation.
Frustrated, Imdius let his anger out on Xue, throwing him out into the vast expanses on space, leaving him drift off, dead.
Without a single comment, he pulled a phone from his pocket, "Oh, I get better signal here for some reason." Taking advantage, he opened Intagram, proceeding to take a selfie with the American flag "#Distributingdragonballs #Moonlife #NotAHoax"
After a small giggle, he searched through his contacts, Imdius dialled to call 'The doll'. "Yo, Aiko, What does one do when they rub out Armstrong's footprint?"
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Just when Rook was about to leave the room he was stopped by a man whos atmosphere reminded him of old books and for some reason soft winds. But he smelled nice and very humanly, so he felt close to him in an instant. Rook could feel a smile pull on his face as he shook the mans hand and continued to listen. It is true that there werent really any dragons anymore, a lot of children's stories were true when it came to humans putting them close to extinction. Not that there wasnt a reason for quite a few deaths its just that most of the humans believed that all dragons are the same while more of the wilder dragons, such as red, were to blame than the more gentle.
But it was nice to meet a person who could tell what he was right away. It was nice that this Kaen person was happy to see him, almost excited at least to Rook. "I am actually, its nice that you have noticed. I am Rook and I am a new student this year."
But it was nice to meet a person who could tell what he was right away. It was nice that this Kaen person was happy to see him, almost excited at least to Rook. "I am actually, its nice that you have noticed. I am Rook and I am a new student this year."
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Kaen Phokus
Kaen wasn't surprised in the slightest that he was a new student, but that also meant that he could probably get to know this dragon more and maybe trade magic knowledge. He had never made a magical pact with a dragon before and age was never an issue with dragons. But it wasn't only for gain that he was interested in the student, it was mainly academic reasons. He even could get Imdius in on the idea of tutoring students, although that may give Imdius the wrong idea. In any case Kaen clapped his hands together and made the pad and pen vanish between his palms, then grabbed his now floating drink and sipped it.
"Interesting. Say, you wouldn't happen to need any magic training do you? My class for magicka dueling is 2nd period in the Night classes, we have our own gym for it in the east wing. Not sure if you were signed up but I do have competitions between the students. Not mandatory of course, but everyone plays in the tournaments. I guess you could say we are the jocks of Monstrum." He laughed at the coincidence but sobered quickly. "If you ever want to talk I will be either in the gym or the sparring room most of the time day or night. Or you could find my cat and ask it directions. Speaking of the gym I was about to go there anyway if you want to check it out."
He turned with or without the dragon and started off towards the dueling gym which was on the far side of the school. The gym's shape was a strange one, the door opening on the far left end of a long room approximately 60 feet left to right and 30 ft back to front. It also had 40 ft high ceilings angled down towards the far wall which had large stained-glass windows with sunlight streaming in that out-shined whatever landscape would have been seen through them. The entire gym was protected by enchantments against being damaged, but it was obvious that some students were powerful enough to get past these barriers as patches in the walls and floors could be seen.
Kaen wasn't surprised in the slightest that he was a new student, but that also meant that he could probably get to know this dragon more and maybe trade magic knowledge. He had never made a magical pact with a dragon before and age was never an issue with dragons. But it wasn't only for gain that he was interested in the student, it was mainly academic reasons. He even could get Imdius in on the idea of tutoring students, although that may give Imdius the wrong idea. In any case Kaen clapped his hands together and made the pad and pen vanish between his palms, then grabbed his now floating drink and sipped it.
"Interesting. Say, you wouldn't happen to need any magic training do you? My class for magicka dueling is 2nd period in the Night classes, we have our own gym for it in the east wing. Not sure if you were signed up but I do have competitions between the students. Not mandatory of course, but everyone plays in the tournaments. I guess you could say we are the jocks of Monstrum." He laughed at the coincidence but sobered quickly. "If you ever want to talk I will be either in the gym or the sparring room most of the time day or night. Or you could find my cat and ask it directions. Speaking of the gym I was about to go there anyway if you want to check it out."
He turned with or without the dragon and started off towards the dueling gym which was on the far side of the school. The gym's shape was a strange one, the door opening on the far left end of a long room approximately 60 feet left to right and 30 ft back to front. It also had 40 ft high ceilings angled down towards the far wall which had large stained-glass windows with sunlight streaming in that out-shined whatever landscape would have been seen through them. The entire gym was protected by enchantments against being damaged, but it was obvious that some students were powerful enough to get past these barriers as patches in the walls and floors could be seen.
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He owns this school. Behave.
Waylen fell into his office chair and spun a full 180 degrees, taking a look out of the large window that adorned the back wall of his office. It showed a wasteland of charred bodies crawling along beside rivers of lava and being antagonized by cruel creatures. The ageless man waved his hand, causing the image to disolve and show the morning dinge of transylvania - the normal vista of the scchool. He then turned and pressed the intercom button again. "The Dance committee will be formed during the next period. please hurry to class or to the lower student meeting building. A position is open for a student to take care of the morning announcements. The first trip to Sanguin will be this weekend. Register for a Human or animal guise thursday night at the latest."
Randal "Flags" Monstrum
Randal stood up from the wall, dusting himself off and letting the blood that had formed a spike over his arm drizzle down to the floor, creating a pool of red liquid. He flicked his hand clean before saying nothing and heading out of the room.I lost? Bullshit. If that's the way this school wants to paly it, then fine. Don't get angry, Flags. Get sadistic.
Next was a free period, as they had no way to run the slotted "divination" class. Evidently, the teacher had ran off after a psychotic fit. Seeing as he had time to kill, Randal decided to go check on his father.
As he neared the front office, he smelled blood and watched as the glass from the windows lept from the ground, slipping together into solid pains as they reformed in their frames. He also saw an adorable woman who was adorned with pink, and grinned to himself [color=BF580A]"Hello there. New to the school, cutie? Well, makes since. Most everyone is..."[/color]
Tenebris
Brienne shuffled her way up to the front gates of Monstrum's, carrying a thick leather bag along with her and nothing else. Her long black jacket and the hem of her black silk dress trailed along the quartz gravel as she eased apart the thick, onyx gates that were flanked by the two massive gargoyles that marked the entrance to the Monstrum Estates, the border of the asylum. Students flowed like insects about the grounds, rushing to and frow as they moved from building to building. Paperwork to be done, things to straighten out.
The Bogeyman sighed quietly and shuffled along, pulling her collar up to block the stray bolt of sunlight that had hit her neck. It felt like a bullet wound, but she shrugged it off and instead pushed aside the large doors to the front building, looking about for something to do. The girl wandered up to the registrar and cleared her throat before giving the woman working there a short, quiet, breathy sentance "H-hi yes... my name is Brienne Tenebris... of the North American Tenebris family... I-I was told that I was in room fifteen seventy five, and... I'm supposed to meet with a Waylan Monstrum about the specifics to my scholarship."
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Beau Geste stared blankly at Kaen as he ignores her very existence... then everyone else as he focuses on the dragon kid. The distraction was enough for her to miss the moon mission with Imdius. She watches as he talks to him for a while, talks about a tournament then heads on his merry way, and all she can do is give a brief wave. "Well, that was weird," thinks the totally one-to-talk creature who feeds upon emotions. Returning focus to the rest of the surroundings she notices a blank spot where a student used to be. She scratches her head and assumes he had to go to the little yokai's room and shrugs it off. "Well then." She sighs.
As she turns to look around she sees Imdius missing, maybe he had to go to the bathroom too, and that the harpy child is being attended to. She shrugs, that was good enough for her. "Excellent, take care of the dear now, and have a nice civil meeting with the headmaster. If I'm needed for anything I'll be in the classroom straightening up." She turns to walk back to her classroom and passes by the headmaster's son. She smirks, sizing him up as she does, figuring what kind of person he could be. She then notices him flirting with the pink haired girl. "Never understood a male's interest in the small, pale and dainty..."
She proceeds to her classroom noticing that the door is closed. The plants had closed and locked the door for her. She snaps her finger and the door clicks from the other side and creaks open and she walks in, closing it behind her and shutting off the lights and closing the blinds. She lets down her humanoid guise with an exasperated sigh, her hands forming into long boney claws, her face stretching into a long and wide toothy maw, eyes lit with a hazey violet glow. A massive hulking form with long stringy hair looms in the shadows completely replacing the form of a mature female figure. It is no mystery that it was a pain for her to keep herself crunched up into a smaller frame for such a long time.
"Well, that is much better," she purrs, stretching out with various pops and cracks of her joints. She picks up the phone humorously with the tips of her nails, now just a tiny thing in comparison, just in case, again, if she's needed for something and has to switch back suddenly.
As she turns to look around she sees Imdius missing, maybe he had to go to the bathroom too, and that the harpy child is being attended to. She shrugs, that was good enough for her. "Excellent, take care of the dear now, and have a nice civil meeting with the headmaster. If I'm needed for anything I'll be in the classroom straightening up." She turns to walk back to her classroom and passes by the headmaster's son. She smirks, sizing him up as she does, figuring what kind of person he could be. She then notices him flirting with the pink haired girl. "Never understood a male's interest in the small, pale and dainty..."
She proceeds to her classroom noticing that the door is closed. The plants had closed and locked the door for her. She snaps her finger and the door clicks from the other side and creaks open and she walks in, closing it behind her and shutting off the lights and closing the blinds. She lets down her humanoid guise with an exasperated sigh, her hands forming into long boney claws, her face stretching into a long and wide toothy maw, eyes lit with a hazey violet glow. A massive hulking form with long stringy hair looms in the shadows completely replacing the form of a mature female figure. It is no mystery that it was a pain for her to keep herself crunched up into a smaller frame for such a long time.
"Well, that is much better," she purrs, stretching out with various pops and cracks of her joints. She picks up the phone humorously with the tips of her nails, now just a tiny thing in comparison, just in case, again, if she's needed for something and has to switch back suddenly.
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Ozzie yawned and stretched, finally finished with preparing his things. He walked out of the room, nose buried in a book. He'd been a bit late, and it didn't help that he'd gotten lost to boot. Finally seeing the headmaster's office, he ran for the door with a sense of relief, reaching it just as it opened to allow a black-haired man to step out. Pleased, Ozzie waited until he and whoever else was behind him came out before entering the room with a smile, shutting the door behind him.
The smile on Ozzie's face dimmed as he glanced around at the people inside the room. Not because of the unnatural looks, though! After all, he was the same as them, with the scars that looked like stitches running all over his body. Instead, what weirded him out was that it seemed a fight had already broken out, with the Harpy as the injured party. It was only the first day of school, right? What on earth?
The pink-haired girl he'd seen earlier was healing it, though. Standing to the side, Ozzie leant against the wall and opened his book uncertainly, unsure if he should say or do anything.
The smile on Ozzie's face dimmed as he glanced around at the people inside the room. Not because of the unnatural looks, though! After all, he was the same as them, with the scars that looked like stitches running all over his body. Instead, what weirded him out was that it seemed a fight had already broken out, with the Harpy as the injured party. It was only the first day of school, right? What on earth?
The pink-haired girl he'd seen earlier was healing it, though. Standing to the side, Ozzie leant against the wall and opened his book uncertainly, unsure if he should say or do anything.
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"An email to Putin?.." Aiko was stopped in her tracks yet again, growing even more confused than before - Imdius had given her a seemingly impossible task, how does a simple secretary like her email the president of Russia and tell him that he needed to 'seek the seven Dragon Balls' if he wished to contact Imdius again. Aiko didn't even know what 'Dragon Balls' were, and for a moment a very lewd image came to her mind - she wouldn't put it past Imdius to possess such a thing.
Shaking off the lewd imagery, Aiko gave a quick nod and sat at her desk to begin the email, feeling slightly relieved now that the medkit was no longer needed due to the arrival of a presumed new student with very long, very pink hair. Just as she managed to make sense of what she was typing, Aiko's mobile rang, rattling against her chest from within her breast pocket, "H-hello?!" Aiko quickly answered, still quite flustered over her building workload, she still had yet to find Randal, "You're on the moon?! H-how?! Neil Armstrong's footprints? I-I.." as she spoke Aiko wracked her brain nervously for a solution, wondering how she could get Imdius out of yet another tricky situation, "U-uhm..just..make new ones? N-no one should notice, right?" she felt a bit guilty for suggesting such a thing, but it was the only idea she could think of that didn't require a tremendous amount of effort.
The arrival of a very notable figure within the office put Aiko on edge, and once the phone conversation with Imdius had ended, she'd get up from her desk and hurry over to her appointed target with her head lowered in a bow, "M-mister Randal..Sir, your father asked me to-" but it seemed the Headmaster's son wasn't listening at all. He was instead enthralled with the long-pink-haired student whom was healing the harpy. Aiko looked around the room helplessly, noticing that another student had joined the mass - she just hoped nothing more would go ary. With a moment to build up her courage having passed, Aiko took a sharp breath, preparing herself for the worst, and cleared her throat "Mister Randal, please listen." Aiko raised her hand to place on Randal's shoulder, attempting to get his attention.
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A man who Miki wasn't sure was actually a teacher or not, groaned and slumped forward. He seemed quite annoyed at her presence which made her feel awkward even more. But at least she knew she was in the right place, although in its current state it certainly did not look like the head office. The teacher's next words caught her off guard though as he had a go at her for offering to heal a wounded student. Miki was very confused and too surprised to be really hurt by his words. "Little...shit?" She muttered to herself, uncertain of how to reply to that. She couldn't recall ever being spoken to that way before and by the time she realised she was cross with how he spoke to her, he was gone. Miki's face went red as her cheeks puffed up with air, her lips pursed tightly shut and her eyebrows furrowed. She was angry, on her first day too. She almost looked as though she was holding her breath to stop herself from exploding. Her mind unintentionally blocking out the conversations around her until she finally calmed herself, letting out a long sigh.
A much taller than herself woman reassured her that it was fine however, which caused Miki to smile. She was calm now and would certainly not go off at a teacher on her first day and get in trouble. That would be silly, no matter how tempting it was. Perhaps it was a good thing the rude teacher left before she could retaliate. Although she had yet to discover a student was now missing. Miki looked up at the woman who she would assume was another teacher and gave a firm, confident nod, smiling. Before moving to the Harpy, she looked around at the others in the room; noticing a teacher talking to a student who she now knew was a dragon, amazing how well he hid it. Another female with long black hair was searching for something until she received a phone call. She was pretty cute Miki had to admit and she had to force herself to stop staring. How embarrassing.
Back to what was important, Miki approached the Harpy with a gentle smile, looking into her eyes with her own soft, pale violet eyes. "Hi, I'm Miki Haruko, it's nice to meet you. I just wanted to reassure you I'm going to try and heal your wound." Miki certainly did not want to freak out the girl with what her hair was going to do. Miki gently wrapped a handful of her long, pink hair around the wound. Considering it wasn't somewhere like her arm or leg, the wrapping was a bit more tedious. Miki then inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as she did so, then slowly exhaled. As she exhaled her hair began to grow in length, slowly hardening almost like a cast, a cast made completely of vines. After a few seconds, the vines began to softer and her hair returned to its normal length, slowly creeping away and unwrapping itself from around the Harpy's shoulder. "You may get a mere bruise but apart from that the injury and hopefully the pain too is gone." Although she was confident, depending on how bad the injury was determined how well she would heal her target. Miki felt quite proud about helping the girl, standing quite confidently with a bit of a grin on her face. The Harpy was mighty cute too. She needed to stop herself from staring at cute people, it surely wasn't healthy.
Miki then noticed the teacher who was speaking with dragon boy had left and the office began to slowly repair itself. She watched as bits of glass and wires fixed themselves, moving back into their rightful place in awe. The place was full of surprises and Miki could feel excitement and energy slowly build up inside her, like she could do laps around the school if it built up any further. Being in a new place was both scary and exciting, made her want to throw up glitter. The tall woman then said her goodbyes and left the room. "Meeting with the Headmaster?" The female's words distracted Miki from her day dream. So the students in the office were there to see the Headmaster. She was curious about what for but wasn't sure who to ask. Perhaps the cute girl with the long black hair?
It was then that she almost didn't notice someone was talking to her, so caught up in the events around her. Miki turned to look up at another male student. "Cutie?" She muttered to herself, looking left then right, was he speaking to her? She tilted her head slightly to the side, studying the male, a rather confused look on her face for a moment as she wasn't sure how to react. "New to the school? Oh! Yes, um. I'm assuming you are too?" She had to collect herself for a moment there, almost spacing out with disbelief and a bit of embarrassment for being casually called cute. "Sorry! I didn't introduce myself, I'm Miki Haruko, it's a pleasure to meet you." Miki smiled a most charming smile before noticing the black haired female from earlier about to place her hand on the male's shoulder, trying to get his attention by saying his name. "Am I correct to assume your name is Randal?" She spoke once more with a short, soft chuckle before gesturing to behind him. He was obviously oblivious to the poor girl trying to get his attention. Quite distracted at the moment she hadn't yet noticed the other male observing the room from the wall to the side.
A much taller than herself woman reassured her that it was fine however, which caused Miki to smile. She was calm now and would certainly not go off at a teacher on her first day and get in trouble. That would be silly, no matter how tempting it was. Perhaps it was a good thing the rude teacher left before she could retaliate. Although she had yet to discover a student was now missing. Miki looked up at the woman who she would assume was another teacher and gave a firm, confident nod, smiling. Before moving to the Harpy, she looked around at the others in the room; noticing a teacher talking to a student who she now knew was a dragon, amazing how well he hid it. Another female with long black hair was searching for something until she received a phone call. She was pretty cute Miki had to admit and she had to force herself to stop staring. How embarrassing.
Back to what was important, Miki approached the Harpy with a gentle smile, looking into her eyes with her own soft, pale violet eyes. "Hi, I'm Miki Haruko, it's nice to meet you. I just wanted to reassure you I'm going to try and heal your wound." Miki certainly did not want to freak out the girl with what her hair was going to do. Miki gently wrapped a handful of her long, pink hair around the wound. Considering it wasn't somewhere like her arm or leg, the wrapping was a bit more tedious. Miki then inhaled deeply, closing her eyes as she did so, then slowly exhaled. As she exhaled her hair began to grow in length, slowly hardening almost like a cast, a cast made completely of vines. After a few seconds, the vines began to softer and her hair returned to its normal length, slowly creeping away and unwrapping itself from around the Harpy's shoulder. "You may get a mere bruise but apart from that the injury and hopefully the pain too is gone." Although she was confident, depending on how bad the injury was determined how well she would heal her target. Miki felt quite proud about helping the girl, standing quite confidently with a bit of a grin on her face. The Harpy was mighty cute too. She needed to stop herself from staring at cute people, it surely wasn't healthy.
Miki then noticed the teacher who was speaking with dragon boy had left and the office began to slowly repair itself. She watched as bits of glass and wires fixed themselves, moving back into their rightful place in awe. The place was full of surprises and Miki could feel excitement and energy slowly build up inside her, like she could do laps around the school if it built up any further. Being in a new place was both scary and exciting, made her want to throw up glitter. The tall woman then said her goodbyes and left the room. "Meeting with the Headmaster?" The female's words distracted Miki from her day dream. So the students in the office were there to see the Headmaster. She was curious about what for but wasn't sure who to ask. Perhaps the cute girl with the long black hair?
It was then that she almost didn't notice someone was talking to her, so caught up in the events around her. Miki turned to look up at another male student. "Cutie?" She muttered to herself, looking left then right, was he speaking to her? She tilted her head slightly to the side, studying the male, a rather confused look on her face for a moment as she wasn't sure how to react. "New to the school? Oh! Yes, um. I'm assuming you are too?" She had to collect herself for a moment there, almost spacing out with disbelief and a bit of embarrassment for being casually called cute. "Sorry! I didn't introduce myself, I'm Miki Haruko, it's a pleasure to meet you." Miki smiled a most charming smile before noticing the black haired female from earlier about to place her hand on the male's shoulder, trying to get his attention by saying his name. "Am I correct to assume your name is Randal?" She spoke once more with a short, soft chuckle before gesturing to behind him. He was obviously oblivious to the poor girl trying to get his attention. Quite distracted at the moment she hadn't yet noticed the other male observing the room from the wall to the side.
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Brienne pursed her lips uncertainly. This place seemed determined to test her willpower left and right. Closing her eyes, she steadied herself amid the flurry of Imdius' insults and antics and the entrance of several more people. By the time she opened them again, Bellatroix vanished from the room, a decidedly pink girl stood nearby, a young man near-ish to her, and someone who looked like a botched patchwork procedure did its best to put him back together and nearly failed. Xue was gone and the headmaster's office finally looked empty enough to enter once she could extricate herself from this mess of people. All at once, she just wanted a long, restful nap. Rubbing her forehead with her right wing, she refocused on the present.
The pink girl's words finally rolled through her brain. "Miki Haruko?" That's a name she'd remember. "Uh, thanks, but I-" oh. Brienne looked on curiously as Miki wrapped her hair around her shoulder. It lengthened and twisted into... vines? Definitely vines. The pain leeched from her arm slowly, the edges of her wound itching as the skin and muscles knitted back together. Resisting the urge to rub at it with her wing, she waited for the pink-hair girl to unwrap the hair from her shoulder. Though blood still clotted her black feathers, it felt fine to fly with.
Again, she wondered what kind of crazy place she'd gotten into.
Rolling her left shoulder a few times, the harpy offered, "Thanks Miki. I appreciate that." There wasn't the slightest hint of sarcasm in her voice. An ability like that would have come in handy more than once on some of her foresting trips. Getting injured in the woods far away from civilization was never fun. Without any form of human guise, Brienne couldn't visit a normal hospital either.
With her odd half-hopping, bird-walk, she sidled up next to Gem. "Hey, let's go talk to the headmaster now. The sooner we get this chat over with, the sooner we can get back to class." As the words left her mouth, Brienne knew she might just head to her room for that nap she wanted. Either way, first things first, she needed to get this done with before anything else. Scooting closer to the door, she decided to take initiative again. Fiddling with the round door handle proved easier said than done. The smooth surface slipped and slid between her silken feathers with a soft, whispery hiss. Crouching down, she hooked it under the underside of her arm, squeezed it close to her body, then leaned back to turn the handle. Pulling it open some, she shoved her foot into the gap, then let go of the handle. Stuffing her wing into the gap next, she opened it wider.
The whole process to about twenty seconds, and looked absolutely foolish. Oh, to have hands.
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The sound of rolling wheels broke the ominous silence across the road which connected the town to the school as two black cars were carefully driven in the school's direction. The windows were tinted black to hide the personnel which occupied the vehicles, all of which were dressed in military uniform and equipped with automatic rifles, except for one. Dressed in his usual attire of a formal waistcoat and blue tie, sitting straight in a back seat beside a door.
As the open front gate came into view, the cars stopped, their drivers sat anxiously, gripping the wheel in pure fear as they looked around the area in anticipation, as if expecting something. A radio jumped into life as one driver contacted the other; "Fuck this, we're gonna wait back down in the town." The driver spoke before quickly making a U-turn to escape back down the mountain. "Wait-" the other replied, only to realise that they were too late.
A few moments passed which seemed like hours, everyone seemed too scared to even leave the 'comfort' of the car. Until the sound of an opening door broke the silence; Kyle exited the vehicle without hesitation, standing straight with his hands stuffed in his pockets as his uncovered eye surveyed the structure of the school.
"What a strange place to host a school..." He stated, "Although, it does make sense to hide it here. Given the students this place houses.
"Oi, don't you go off alone, we need to keep an eye on you until you get inside." The single high ranking officer ordered as he also left the vehicle from the passenger seat. His words were strong, as he showed some kind of resistance against the horrorfield. However, his expression stated otherwise, his gun was gripped tightly as his body slightly trembled in fear, his face showed irritation, as if he had never felt this level of fear before.
"Y'know, it's insulting to be grouped up with these guys. Aren't I supposed to be some kind of weapon?" Kyle continued, ignoring the general's words as a gunshot quickly sounded.
One of the low class privates had committed suicide out of pure fear, on their first mission too. This action quickly heightened the anticipation and anxiety of the rest, except for Kyle, who paid no heed to these actions. "So. We're gonna go in or not?" He questioned, already bored of standing outside,
The rest of the personnel glanced at each other, reluctant to go, but they had to. Finally, a second soldier stepped out of the vehicle, trembling greatly as he pointed his gun toward Kyle, signalling for him to start moving, escorting him into the school itself and toward registry.
Of course, the closer the two got, the more fear they felt. The general kept muttering words to himself, ranting about the current mission, hoping things would go slowly before he too falls under the madness of suicide.
After a time which really shouldn't be as long as it was, the three had finally made it to the main entrance. The two soldiers stood in great fear as they pushed Kyle closer, signalling for him to enter as they readied to leave. "Alright, alright. I'm going in, you two can run off like the pussies you are." Kyle sighed as he opened the large, onyx door, entering the building swiftly. Of course, as soon as the door closed, the two guards retreated. Running as fast as they could and jumping into their vehicle as it started up and left the scene as fast as it could.
Now inside, Kyle could see how well the school was built. It seemed a bit too fancy for his liking, after all, he was born and raised within a laboratory environment. The carpet was soft, too soft, against Kyle's feet. His footsteps made hardly any sound as he wondered through the main entrance hall, it was a nice sound. Something he had never heard before, it was still loud when taken in by his overly sensitive ears, but didn't cause any stress to his hearing like the hard ground of the lab. "I could get used to this
The area he needed to get to came into sight, registration. There already seemed to be someone at the desk, talking to the registrar about meeting some 'Monstrum Waylan'. Ah, right, that was the head master. Kyle was already informed about what he needed to do after entry; Meet the head master, talk about his course, start learning. Of course, Mr. Waylan should already be informed about his arrival from the government, which would make life much easier. And so, Kyle's walking came to a stop behind the girl, waiting patiently in line -just as he was taught- before he could also present himself to meet the head master.
As the open front gate came into view, the cars stopped, their drivers sat anxiously, gripping the wheel in pure fear as they looked around the area in anticipation, as if expecting something. A radio jumped into life as one driver contacted the other; "Fuck this, we're gonna wait back down in the town." The driver spoke before quickly making a U-turn to escape back down the mountain. "Wait-" the other replied, only to realise that they were too late.
A few moments passed which seemed like hours, everyone seemed too scared to even leave the 'comfort' of the car. Until the sound of an opening door broke the silence; Kyle exited the vehicle without hesitation, standing straight with his hands stuffed in his pockets as his uncovered eye surveyed the structure of the school.
"What a strange place to host a school..." He stated, "Although, it does make sense to hide it here. Given the students this place houses.
"Oi, don't you go off alone, we need to keep an eye on you until you get inside." The single high ranking officer ordered as he also left the vehicle from the passenger seat. His words were strong, as he showed some kind of resistance against the horrorfield. However, his expression stated otherwise, his gun was gripped tightly as his body slightly trembled in fear, his face showed irritation, as if he had never felt this level of fear before.
"Y'know, it's insulting to be grouped up with these guys. Aren't I supposed to be some kind of weapon?" Kyle continued, ignoring the general's words as a gunshot quickly sounded.
One of the low class privates had committed suicide out of pure fear, on their first mission too. This action quickly heightened the anticipation and anxiety of the rest, except for Kyle, who paid no heed to these actions. "So. We're gonna go in or not?" He questioned, already bored of standing outside,
The rest of the personnel glanced at each other, reluctant to go, but they had to. Finally, a second soldier stepped out of the vehicle, trembling greatly as he pointed his gun toward Kyle, signalling for him to start moving, escorting him into the school itself and toward registry.
Of course, the closer the two got, the more fear they felt. The general kept muttering words to himself, ranting about the current mission, hoping things would go slowly before he too falls under the madness of suicide.
After a time which really shouldn't be as long as it was, the three had finally made it to the main entrance. The two soldiers stood in great fear as they pushed Kyle closer, signalling for him to enter as they readied to leave. "Alright, alright. I'm going in, you two can run off like the pussies you are." Kyle sighed as he opened the large, onyx door, entering the building swiftly. Of course, as soon as the door closed, the two guards retreated. Running as fast as they could and jumping into their vehicle as it started up and left the scene as fast as it could.
Now inside, Kyle could see how well the school was built. It seemed a bit too fancy for his liking, after all, he was born and raised within a laboratory environment. The carpet was soft, too soft, against Kyle's feet. His footsteps made hardly any sound as he wondered through the main entrance hall, it was a nice sound. Something he had never heard before, it was still loud when taken in by his overly sensitive ears, but didn't cause any stress to his hearing like the hard ground of the lab. "I could get used to this
The area he needed to get to came into sight, registration. There already seemed to be someone at the desk, talking to the registrar about meeting some 'Monstrum Waylan'. Ah, right, that was the head master. Kyle was already informed about what he needed to do after entry; Meet the head master, talk about his course, start learning. Of course, Mr. Waylan should already be informed about his arrival from the government, which would make life much easier. And so, Kyle's walking came to a stop behind the girl, waiting patiently in line -just as he was taught- before he could also present himself to meet the head master.
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Rook smiled at the teachers invitation to his sparring matches, feeling more included already at the school that he had sentenced himself to. He didnt really know how he was going to tell the man who was actually paying attention to him and being kind that he didnt fight. It wasnt that he couldnt or didnt like it, although he didnt enjoy even friendly sparring matches, its just that he couldnt fight what so ever. When he did, things got dangerous incredibly quick and he cant control anything at all, a beast would wake inside him and people would get hurt. Maybe he could watch though, support from the sidelines or something along the lines of that and it would be a way he could make friends or something. He was going to tell the teacher as much but he was already leaving to wherever it was he was going. He watched as he left before turning to see the events of the room. It seemed a bit chaotic but this is probably how the school always is. The chaos is probably added to a bit for every year since there a new people and things with a different mindset and behaviors. But at least it seems that his decision to come here was a good one so far.
When everything settled a bit he made his exit, smiling and giving a quiet wave as he left the others to their business with the Headmaster. He went around wandering the halls since there seemed to be a free period now, he wasnt sure because he hadnt checked the schedule for himself at all. Oh well, first days were meant to break rules and to figure things out anyways and he didnt mind not doing as he should every once in a while. A little while later he came across a familiar face and went to him, in the quiet fashion he had honed after centuries of hiding among the nothingness of the mountains. "If I remember correctly werent you going to find your dorm? I can help you if you would like since I was just over there before the interesting little meet up back there."
When everything settled a bit he made his exit, smiling and giving a quiet wave as he left the others to their business with the Headmaster. He went around wandering the halls since there seemed to be a free period now, he wasnt sure because he hadnt checked the schedule for himself at all. Oh well, first days were meant to break rules and to figure things out anyways and he didnt mind not doing as he should every once in a while. A little while later he came across a familiar face and went to him, in the quiet fashion he had honed after centuries of hiding among the nothingness of the mountains. "If I remember correctly werent you going to find your dorm? I can help you if you would like since I was just over there before the interesting little meet up back there."
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"And for your information, I'm not lost either." He said defensively. He glanced back down at the branch off. "Mostly anyways."
He pulled his schedule out from his pocket again and studied the badly crumpled paper. There wasn't a map on it anyhow it wasn't going to help him much. "Alright so.....maybe I made a few wrong turns but you seem to have as well so we're both lost. You're headed to Divination too aren't you?"
"Hey, let's go talk to the headmaster now. The sooner we get this chat over with, the sooner we can get back to class."
The words came from Brienne who was patched up and seemed in alright condition. Gem didn't bother to ask how she was but looked at her directly. "You're right there's things I want to establish with the headmaster and first thing is first. I want to ask to make you my co-leader instead of secretary. I want the ball of....whatever that is, Miki to be secretary." Again it was like a switch had been flipped and he didn't suit his outside image. It was hard to tell if he simply had a double faced nature or some kind of multiple personality disorder. "I feel like you'd have been more use to me than Xue either way. He may have been a leader but this isn't his kitsune clan anymore. We're dealing with multiple species of all kinds of monster. Xue had trouble understanding humans. "You've already been wounded by this bullshit and you seem pretty calm regardless."
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Sen walked down the hallways, still trying to comprehend what really happened in that head office. Things escalated so quickly and suddenly. To think he was comfortable in hell but confused and awkward upstairs. It would all soon be forgotten, although he wouldn't let it down that he was not picked to be leader for a while. "Stupid creepy ghoul boy..." He muttered to himself, a sour expression on his face as he was still obviously peeved. He was more or less walking down the halls aimlessly, unsure if he left to cool off or if he actually wanted to find his class or dorm. Then again he couldn't actually remember which door room was his. Perhaps it was be a waste of time to just see where all the dorms are then leave. Class would be the better option or simply exploring the school.
It was then that Sen saw a student up ahead. A cat boy. How cute. He looked quite the easy target to Sen, easy to, take advantage of or/and manipulate. He grinned to himself as his mind filled with distasteful thoughts until they were cut off by a whistle and another female student approached him. She was an interesting character, didn't seem to be in the best shape although it was clear she was attempting to hide she was in some form of discomfort. Sen contemplated if they were worth approaching and fooling around with until, a familiar voice filled his ears. "Hm?" Sen looked around before his eyes landing on the male who had volunteered for secretary for the student council. Sen was almost startled by his sudden appearance, he was quite the quiet one. "Oh yeah, I'm not looking for my dorm anymore." He replied, almost seeming spaced out for a moment then. Until the male spoke of the meeting with the student council. Sen frowned then scoffed, "Pah! Interesting little meet up alright. More like a waste of time. If they wanted a group of peasants to run the council they should have bloody said so." Sen spoke with much hatred, eyes glaring, he probably looked like he was faintly snarling too. Letting out an irritated sigh, attempting to forget about it, he returned his thoughts to something more interesting. "I didn't quite catch your name. I'm Sen Jumin, supposed soon to be Prince of damn hell." He certainly did feel as important as his title suggested. "And I have plans of making this a year not to be forgotten." Quite devious intentions could be expected of Sen judging by the tone of his voice. "Do you think them two would be interested?" Sen asked the male, gesturing towards the cat boy and weird girl. Sen had already assumed this male was on board, like who wouldn't want to help him with his devious plans that weren't even explained yet?
It was then that Sen saw a student up ahead. A cat boy. How cute. He looked quite the easy target to Sen, easy to, take advantage of or/and manipulate. He grinned to himself as his mind filled with distasteful thoughts until they were cut off by a whistle and another female student approached him. She was an interesting character, didn't seem to be in the best shape although it was clear she was attempting to hide she was in some form of discomfort. Sen contemplated if they were worth approaching and fooling around with until, a familiar voice filled his ears. "Hm?" Sen looked around before his eyes landing on the male who had volunteered for secretary for the student council. Sen was almost startled by his sudden appearance, he was quite the quiet one. "Oh yeah, I'm not looking for my dorm anymore." He replied, almost seeming spaced out for a moment then. Until the male spoke of the meeting with the student council. Sen frowned then scoffed, "Pah! Interesting little meet up alright. More like a waste of time. If they wanted a group of peasants to run the council they should have bloody said so." Sen spoke with much hatred, eyes glaring, he probably looked like he was faintly snarling too. Letting out an irritated sigh, attempting to forget about it, he returned his thoughts to something more interesting. "I didn't quite catch your name. I'm Sen Jumin, supposed soon to be Prince of damn hell." He certainly did feel as important as his title suggested. "And I have plans of making this a year not to be forgotten." Quite devious intentions could be expected of Sen judging by the tone of his voice. "Do you think them two would be interested?" Sen asked the male, gesturing towards the cat boy and weird girl. Sen had already assumed this male was on board, like who wouldn't want to help him with his devious plans that weren't even explained yet?
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He owns this school. Behave.
Waylen rocked back in his chair, then jumped up as the first students entered his office. He grumbled quietly as he stood and cleared his throat. "now, all of you, I assume you're on the student council. Good. in between classes - such as now, for our free period - you may make use of the third floor meeting area. Do what you like with it, customize it as you see fit. However, these customizations come from your own allowances, which will start coming at a rate of twice a week instead of the standard once. This is a job now. Do it well and don't disappoint." He shuffled some papers about on his desk before sneakily conjuring a folder out of thin air, beneath a few other documents, and walked over to the harpy, handing it to her. He tried getting her to hold it, trying to find where to stick the manilla folder, before getting frustrated and balancing it on her head. After it slid off the fourth time, he set it firmly center on her head and reached into his desk, pulling out a four pound bag of bird seed and setting it on top of the folder. when that fell off, her set two bags on and seemed proud that it finally stayed there. "Now, off with you. I've got to chastise a demon."
Randal "Flags" Monstrum
Randy did a half-bow towards the pink woman, taking her hand and smiling a mischievous yet alluring smile.
"This isn't the first time I've been here, no. I'm actually the Headmaster's son. You may call me Flags." He purred, letting his smile thin into a cocky grin. "So, are you enjoying the family's school so far? Everything to your liking? Perhaps I could give you a tour during this free period?" He suddenly whipped his head around as Aiko put a hand on his shoulder, his visage turning feral for a moment before he composed himself. "Oh, father's mistress. Pleasure to see you. Did you need something? I'm a bit busy." His tone had an underlying suggestion that she shouldn't need him for something.
Tenebris
Brienne sighed softly and trudged over to the waiting area. According to the woman at the registrar, there was a free period. She wanted to explore the school but didn't really have any direction... or a ma- Oh hey, student maps. The Bogeyman shuffled her feet after picking up a map and seeing what the entire area had to offer, looking up idley to watch as a few - Wait... are those normal humans? to watch as a few military officials escorted a boy in. Well, more like thre- Oh. One of the men whipped out a pistol and shot himself point blank in the temple, leaving a very scared man with a rifle and what seemed to be a high ranking official. Brienne stood carefully and walked over. She cleared her throat and looked both ways before asking. "Er... a-is anyone gonna eat this...?" before beginning to drag the guy's body away.
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"... What does it mean, to be perfect...?"
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