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Welcome to Fortwick University » Places

Places in Welcome to Fortwick University

This is a list of locations that can be found in Welcome to Fortwick University.


All Places

Fortwick University Campus

19 posts · 7 characters present · last post 2013-09-03 18:13:06 »

         Wesley had watched the bug pull into the school parking lot, and a man head towards the door. Wesley wondered about the rest of his luggage in the trunk and if he should go get it, if it was safe. For now he'd leave it until they would have to head up to the dorms or wherever they were meant to say, because right now, Wes Salem was as confused as you could be. He had seen a large crab, met a centaur and just barely missed a slob. No matter, he'd catch up soon enough, I mean, this was only the first day, he'd have plenty of time to get situated.

Wesley stood with his fingers intertwined in front of him, he had always known himself as tall but not as tall as the centaur that towered over him. Hm. He watches the dean kneel beside the slob and flinching at the cry from the creature right before it... It died... Hm.. How sad. Wesley frowned faintly then turned back around, waiting for some sort of er, well he wasn't really altogether sure what he was waiting for.

The place where magic happens!...and forbidden science is theorized. This is where both human students and not so human students take classes, roam the halls and cause mischief.

The town of Quarry

16 posts · 1 characters present · last post 2013-08-26 19:05:50 »

         Eric for the most part ignored the cooler aside from giving it a glance. It was considered a fairly normal from what he's seen in people's cars while servicing them. The only strange thing about it was how clean it was making it stand out from the ratty interior of the car. He didn't notice the driver had walked over to pick up the spare key that had fallen on the ground. By the time he did take notice, the driver had already wandered back to the car just before the pump halted. He then absent mindedly took the folded money made to look like $40. In the time that it took for the student to get back into his car and drive out of the station did he realize what the man had done. "Ha-HEY!" He snaps out of his daze and starts to run after the bug. It was too late, as old as the car was he still wouldn't be able to catch up to it. "Asshole!" He kicks the dirt and swears a few good curses before one of the deputies comes out of the diner to see what all the fuss was.

"What's gotten you so riled up? Did they forget to leave you a tip?" He still had concern for Eric but since everyone knew just about everyone in the town it was hard not to toss a quip every now and again.

"That bastard short changed me! How am I supposed to make a livin' like this?!" The station attendant was taking all of his anger out on the straw that broke the camel's back. He shook the 20 dollar bill with it clenched so tightly in his fist that his knuckles turned white.

The deputy walks up to Eric and puts his hands on his shoulders but not without requiring a few attempts to get him to stop moving and dodging around so much. "I know you're having a hard time but you're not the only one having a difficult time. Just hold on for one more day and I bet I could ask my cousin to help you run the station for a while. But he can't run it on his own, you're the only one who knows how to run it sinc-" He cuts himself off. He was about to make Eric cry with the way his eyes were glazing over and his face turning red. "Go back into the station and we'll keep an eye out for the kid. He's bound to come back down the road sooner or later. In the mean time we'll get back on that case for you. I promise." The deputy pauses for a few seconds before finally turning to walk back to the diner.

Before he walks up the steps he notices another person walking through town. Judging by the bag he must have been another student. But there was no way he could have walked all this way on his own two feet alone. It was a good few miles from the city and even further from anything else. The way his shirt looked like it fit too tightly over his muscular frame along with his thick beard made it so that, although he could tell that the man was in his twenties, he looked to be aged by the wild. Nature had a strange way of making young men look older and older men look ancient. He wondered why someone like him was headed for the school. He shakes the thoughts from his head and heads back into the diner.

Eric stands completely still till he hears the bell on the door ring. He took no notice of Don in his grief stricken state. He turns around and starts to walk back to the station; tears begin to roll down his face.

This town is nestled half way up the mountain ridge with the shadow of Forwick looming over it. Its a small but hard working quarry town and the folks here are not too kind to the college students.

Modern Sci-fi Fantasy

1 posts · 0 characters present · last post 2013-08-26 14:45:27 »

         Issac could hear the clinking of crab legs on the ground before he heard Madam Nabuscu's words. Pausing mid-step, he puts his foot down then turns to face the woman, giving her a small smile. He was just about to say hello and compliment her on her outfit when he hears another voice, and turns slightly to watch as Mr. Fortwick approaches as well. He gives a slight bow in greeting to the headmaster of the school, then looks to Absente when the collar is mentioned.

The truth was that Issac had placed a bright orange collar on his pet earlier that morning, but apparently it was gone now. Absente had the bad habit of rubbing his neck against corners to scratch at the itch caused by the collar, and between the corner and his scales he wore through them rather quickly.

Before he can respond to either teacher, a S.L.O.B. comes barreling through, headed straight for one of the new students. Issac didn't have the time to warn the boy, but it seems he wouldn't have to, as the droning being passes right through him. Pausing for a moment to try and figure out what just happened, Issac shakes his head then hurries over to help the student up, never taking his eyes of the S.L.O.B. in case it were to turn around. More than that, he was trying to figure out what that was on his back, clawing at the tubes.

"You alright?" Issac asks, reaching a hand out to help Wesley up. Absente was nearby, softly growling at the S.L.O.B. "Let me guess, cursed?"

While he didn't know all that much about specters, Issac could spot a curse a mile away. Wesley had seemed solid enough just before the S.L.O.B. had been about to hit him, then it was as if he suddenly became as solid as a shaft of sunlight. It was interesting, yes, but now was not really the time. They needed to get back out into the open courtyard and away from the creature in case it decided to come back for a second pass.

Non-canon fodder. Want to RP something that you don't want to be officially apart of the regular roleplay? Have ideas that you want to put up for others to read and possibly RP? This is the place to go.

Old Section of Campus

This is where the non-standard curriculum is taught. All of which takes place in the older part of Fortwick. If you are sewing together a patchwork golem or mixing potions you will likely be in the lower areas where much of the stonework can be seen.

New Section of Campus

These buildings look more like proper classrooms with lecture halls and the more standard lab rooms look completely normal.

Saltwash City

The only city within miles of Fortwick. This is where students live if they don't want to be on campus as it has a grocery store, gas station a movie theater, all the trappings of a "normal" city.

Fortwick forest

The forest behind and around Fortwick itself. Because there are guidelines and rules to follow here, new students are not allowed in or around the forest, especially at night.

Insomniac Arcade

Its an arcade that doesn't appear out of the ordinary on the outside. Only Fortwick students and/or humanoids/non-humans are allowed in. Its the only safe place in the city for supernatural types to commune openly with each other about their conditions.