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School Rumble

Founders Academy

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a part of School Rumble, by miss randomness.

an academy for gifted students.

miss randomness holds sovereignty over Founders Academy, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Copyright: The creator of this roleplay has attributed some or all of its content to the following sources:

http://marvel.wikia.com/xavier%27s_school_for_gifted_youngsters

Setting

The campus is located in the middle of a privately owned forest in Minnesota. It is set in much the same way as a college campus.

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Founders Academy

an academy for gifted students.

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Founders Academy is a part of School Rumble.

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Annabella Jefferson [1] If you know what's good for you, you'll stay far far away.
Mercury [0] "Ooo, is there a simulation room here, like in X-Men? I want to simulate Tamaki!"

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IAN "MAGISTER" DONOVAN

Ian idly shuffled his homemade deck of cards as he half-heartedly listened to Headmistress Badger go over the usual start of the year orientation speech. The cards were lovely with handmade stylized pictures of elements or powers on them and their name engraved onto the side. They were certainly more interesting than having to listen to the same old speech all over again. As Ian had been at the school for four years already he had definetly heard the speech before and he wasn't in a hurry to hear it again. After he got bored playing with his cards he did scan the auditorium looking to spot some of his old partners from previous years but didn’t see anyone that rang a bell right off the bat. Then again it was a school wide assembly and he had never been the best at picking out faces in crowds anyway.

Finally after a long eternity the speech was over and Ian made his way through the crowds to the Rank 3 table and waited in line for his turn to get his orientation packet. He again kept his eye out for someone he recognized and managed to catch the eye of his first freshman partner, also a Rank 3 this year, he gave the other boy a wave and and a cheery thumbs up, to which he got a unimpressed stare in return. Well looks like there were no fond memories there, but Ian wasn’t too worried. Instead he made his way to the front of the line and gave his name and was given his packet. He walked off into the campus grounds tearing open the envelope as he went. He glanced briefly through his dorm assignment and training schedule and made a note to visit the school’s outfitters for some new uniforms, he had hit a growth spurt during the summer and his current uniforms were feeling a little pinched. He also fished out his new armband and put it on his left bicep as usual.

He then took a good look at his new advisor, he seemed to have gotten stuck with the Tech teacher this year. She was okay if a little sarcastic but he figured they’d do alright and it better than last year with the bitchy home ec instructor. His partner assignment gave him pause and he actually stopped dead in his tracks when he saw that he had gotten not just one new partner but two. He knew that it happened from time to time when there were a lot of students attending but he had never once thought that he would get drafted into a three-man squad. He eagerly looked at the information given for his new partners. It was pretty basic as usual, just name, age, gender, and power. This is where he got his second shock and this one slightly less welcome both his teammates were rookies and not only that but rookie girls. Ian sighed a little disappointed but he did try to cheer himself up with the thought that to have made it to Rank 3 so quickly the girls had to be either good at teammwork or using their powers. Maybe if he was as lucky as the old Headmistress they would be both but he wasn't going to hold his breathe on that one. The fact that they were girls though was going to take some getting used to, not that he thought it made them less able to fight it's just he knew how teen girls acted and it wasn't always the most fun to deal with on a day to day basis. He had two sisters that regularly made his life hell at home to prove that, not to mention the one and only time he had gotten a female partner in the pass she had been one of those stuck up bitches who thought she was superior to everyone and treated him like he was some kind of half-wit. But there was no use getting bummed out the assignments were set in stone so he might as well make the best of it.

So he straightened his dufflbag and grabbed his suitcase and made his way to the Rank 3 Dorm Building. When he arrived he made his way to the first floor room 108 where he looked around his home away from home for the year. The facilities were slightly nicer than the Rank 2 dorms and worlds better than the Rank 1 dump. The common room with it’s two comfy chairs and small TV looked in good repair and the kitchenette with it’s microwave, small fridge, hot plate, and handful of cabinets was decent. He peaked into the three rooms and saw he was the first one to arrive so he picked the best view and set his stuff down. He would be getting his bedding and stuff mailed out later in the week but for now he was stuck with the standard gray blanket and white sheets. He also had a small dresser, a desk and chair, and sturdy bed. He started off with tossing his clothes in his drawer as he waited for the sound of his new roommates to arrive.

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Annabella Jefferson
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Nothing ever changed, it was always the same. Life was nothing but a broken record stuck on repeat. It could almost be referred to as a prison, which one was stuck in while knowing that people were on the outside, living the life that they no longer would. The difference was that life had always been hell, this term of happiness was something made up to either taunt those around that didn't have it or manipulate those that thought they did. What was happiness? Nothing, it didn't exist. It was all a sham, this school, society, people, everything. Behind everything was a real motive, was the truth. Behind this school they wanted some kind of control of the students, students who offered something to someone or some place something that they would have otherwise not had. Behind most people were ulterior motives, because people were selfish and greedy and only want to please themselves. And society, behind the glorified people of the world were pitiful beings being assisted and lead by those in lesser power.

She always wondered how this school started. In her mind it would have been perfectly doable for a person with abilities to teach themselves how to use them properly given enough self discipline. Putting a bunch of people with various powers together just seemed like trouble waiting to happen. Throw in some rules and what was that? Disaster waiting to happen, generally when people saw rules they would want nothing more than to break them. This school over the years seemed to slowly change, and she had heard various things of how the focus went from academic to more field work and hands on things. She hated this school more and more each year, as she worried for her future. She would have loved to become a photographer, but now she felt like the school was training her to be a soldier. Were they really intending on just having them master their abilities?


Bella stared blankly at the headmistress as she recited the same speech which she did every year. She had almost put herself on auto pilot, her words falling on deaf ears and her movements and gestures seen but not processed. There were only so many times you could listen to this speech without it making you wanting to fall asleep. Bella actually knew this speech by heart, it always boggled her mind why they didn't just have the speech for new students. She was sure that they knew most people we're tuned out and not listening, even the new students. She looked briefly over the heads of the students in front of her and to those around her, clearly no one had any idea what she was saying. When she was finally done with her long winded speech, Bella picked up her things and started to head towards the dorms. This of course would take her longer as she had chosen a seat in the back of the room and she was running into the mass of student traffic.

Bella started to push through all the students, some of them giving her looks or swearing at her, as soon as she looked at them however, most of them quieted down and went on their way. This was common for her, as most people generally kept their distance from her or people around her. Bella generally had an odd expression on her face which was translated into things such as
'I don't play well with others', 'I'm emotionally unstable, 'Come near me and I'll kill you.' However, these weren't always the things she meant to communicate with people. She generally had an emotionless look on her face though a very sinister look in her eyes. Bella was now a rank three student, which no one ever thought truly impressive. If you were not at the top of the ranks you were still as little as if you were at the bottom or at least to most people. It also never worked in her favor that she had many times at this school in which she lashed out at people around her. People had good reason to keep their distance from her, and she generally liked it that way.

However, this god forsaken school always placed people on teams or in groups, all of them with an instructor. Her last group was a mess, they didn't know how to make the best of their powers or use them in such as way that they complimented each other. She hated being in groups in general because that meant at times she had to rely on others. And others, well they were not to be trusted nor were they dependable. One had to take care of themselves and do everything themselves if it were to be done right. At the end of the year the year before she was pulled off her team for breaking school rules, when what had really happened was her teammates harassed her to the point of snapping and they temporarily ended up losing eyesight. Her instructor wasn't behind her at all, but that was no surprise. This year she had a new instructor, she knew of him but had never really encountered him or spoken to him before. The instructors at this place were all very different, some of them she thought shouldn't even be instructors at all as they acted more like students and lacked that general sense of purpose and maturity most teachers should have.

When she made it to the dorm areas she felt a bit more at ease, it was a lot quieter than the room before, she hated being surrounded by large amounts of people and much more she hated overwhelming noise. While her senses were not constantly enhanced, she still was more sensitive to everything than the average person. She passed several rooms which doors were slightly open as if to welcome the new dormmate which would soon enter. This is definitely not something that you would see her doing, she despised the fact that she had to share a space with her team member or members. The rooms were always separated, they were suites to be exact but she would have rather been off far from the other in her own little room where no one could bother her. This school had this silly rule, which didn't allow opposite genders in each others room, meanwhile they had opposite genders sharing suites. Funny.

When she made it to the rank three building she was disgusted at how different it was than the rank two buildings. They were rewarding those with more experience or stronger abilities with better living situations and it was disgusting. Even this building was lavish for her, considered to what she had to live with or in in the past, everything was extravagant. Everything was otherwise unnecessary, but she was sure no one else felt that way. How she got in this school to begin with was different than most. She didn't show up at the school wanting to be part of it, she wasn't brought to the school by loving parents. What were loving parents anyways? A pure myth. People were delusional. She didn't quite remember how she got here, but she was told that someone brought her when they found her blacked out on the street. She was told she was combative with this person when they came to the school with her they were in mysterious pain. She remembers none of this, or how she ended up on the street at all.

Bella didn't bother looking at her teams information, she had only interest enough to look at the information of her instructor. She would find out about them soon enough. They would probably walk in introducing themselves or doing something juvenile like asking about powers, on the other hand she has mostly herself experienced a greeting of complete silence or awkwardness as soon as she makes eye contact. Whichever would happen was debatable. She found her suite and unlocked it, apparently she was the first to get there. She chose to go straight towards what she would decide was her room, and sat on the bed within it, swinging her bag over her shoulder and placing it upon it. She looked around the room for places she could stash what she considered important belongings, and made note of them. "Just another year of the same thing of the rest of our lives". She said monotonously to herself.

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Denkou "Zappy" Okami
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Denkou Okami floated through the Rank Three Dorm House on his disc, sitting down on it as he ruffled through the information in the packet."Yep, yep, yep...I see....Huh...." Getting through that, he put it into his messanger bag, pulling out the team info and dorm room numbers."Huh, I only have one team mate? Right, better go meet and greet!" He stood up, pushing off mentally, streaking down the hall......
Three minutes later, he arrives at the door room. Entering, he throws his stuff on the bed, then goes to his teammates door, knocking on it."Hello, Team mate? It's me, Denkou Okami. Mind if I come in?"

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'Really? Is any of this neccessary?' Thes thinks harshly, attempting in utmost desperation to block out the well rehearsed, droning deapan of the Headmistress. She amuses herself by biting her fingernails before growing them back instantaniously, repeating the never-ending cycle, however poor entertainment it may be. She longs for the speech to be over, to be allowed to see what incompetent infidelians she'd be stuck with this time, what undermining individuals she would have to prove herself to. They'd better learn soon that she wouldn't deal with the babying, or they'd be getting into a lot of trouble this year. And not with her either. Thes had never really carried out that threatening thought; it was more of a self-reassuranced sort of thing. But who knew? Perhaps she'd go through with it one day. As a few students begin to stand, Amethyst is alerted to the fact that it is now permissable, and perhaps expected, to leave. Letting out a sigh of relief, she stands, pushing her dark sports glasses back into place, masking her eyes thouroughly. She strides to her Rank's table, her long braid bouncing down her back. Trying to blend in, she mutters her name under her breath, takes the packet, and strides away quickly, not caring much to linger. Well, on the bright side, her uniform still fits perfectly. Attaching the pin to her sleeve, she glances at the profiles of her teammates, chewing on the inside of her lip, mainly interested in their powers. You got all sorts here, the variations were incredible. Hoisting her backpack farther up her shoulders, she strolls out of the building and to her dorm building. Amethyst opened the door, alerted to the presence of at least one other teammate by a rattling of drawers. Pulling out a pack of speartmint bubble gum, Thes slips the piece into her mouth. She examines the two silent rooms, finally settling on the less ragged one, although both were in decent shape as far as she could tell. Thes slips inside quietly, not wanting to talk to anyone else just yet. There would be time for that later. Instead she unpacks carelessly, only taking care to position her books and notebooks on the shelves with perfect percision, as they were and are her pride and joy. She tapes up a few of her better drawings on the bland walls before collapsing on the bed, exhaling completely.