Realistic or Modern (ACCEPTING!) St. Reginald's Academy for the Extremely Unwell

[KingofAesir]

Terry floated into the room,"Hey, sis, there's a girl pacing around talking about a tree falling on her house outside. You have to come see this." He chuckled, floating back out. Brooke sighed looking to her roommate,"I'll be right back." She exited the room and found the girl pacing back and forth seeming to be worried about anything and everything. Terry floated above her laughing hysterically, she shot him a glare, even though she knew the other girl couldn't see him. "Hey, are you okay?"

 

[RemainingQuestions]

Elias softly laughed at the outgoing boy before him, pyromania did explain the various fire puns he just dropped. "Well Drake, we really shouldn't obsess about society's labels like that. If we compulsively put everyone in boxes no one would be able to grow." Elias took a breath before huffing it out. "I can't think of any more puns, but in case you hadn't guessed it yet, I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder." And oh, that was the first time that Elias ever told anyone that, let alone a near stranger. The feeling hit him like a wrecking ball, but it simultaneously was a huge weight of his shoulders. "But, Drake, just because I've got OCD doesn't mean I'll tidy after your ass." Elias thought back to how his room used to look before he left, it was an utter mess, clothes strewn everywhere and books in crooked stacks on the floor.


Elias stood up, and walked to the door, with his hand on the frame he thought back to the map. "Well, we already went trough the lobby to get here, I don't want to see the inside of a class room if I don't have to, and I'm not really hungry, so... Lets go to the library?" He stepped into the hallway of flood-murder, and thank you Drake, he wouldn't be able to see them in any different way now, and turned back around, "unless you want to go exercise?" And yes, Elias was lazy enough to say 'exercise' like any five-year old would say 'Brussels sprouts'.


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[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri looks at Brooke, her eyes wide.


"Yeah, absolutely, perfectly ok! I mean, if you could call fearing that your parents and loved ones are dead ok! I'm fine, fine fine fine, just perfect, yes, perfect!" She smiles exaggeratedly and continues to pace back and forth. "Oh god oh god oh god, if only I could be there with them, oh god!!"

 

[miserychick]

Scarlett Vivian Florence

Scarlett sighed, standing from the grass and dusting off her cloths and walking back into the building. Seeing all the people up and about, shocked her a little. "Looks like my alone time is over." She mutters to herself. Scarlet goes sit in The Lobby. She looked around the room with wide eyes and the took her book out of her bag and began to read it.
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[KingofAesir]

Brooke's eyes widened, this girl wa nuts. That was saying something, she thought she was dead. Brooke approached the girl slowly,"Here give me your hand." She smiled offering her hand to the pacing girl,"I can see ghosts if your parents were dead I could see them." She explained still holding her hand out.

 

[Hoax]

Filling out her sketches now, Stephanie was not prepared for a sudden -though quiet- sob breaking the silence of the room. Jerking her head up, blue eyes snapped to the tiny source; A girl, much younger than Stephanie herself. A little too young to be at the school, honestly. Poor kid. Though she had that look in her eyes, that "I've seen some shit" look. The Insomniac knew it well at this point.


"W-what's wrong?" She managed to get out, staring at the other girl in confusion. "Is it the dark? You can turn more lights on, I just needed it dark for something specific..."


@jfkabday

 

[galaxycorgi]

Drake Isaac Wright


Drake laughed, "Okay, guess I'll be stuck putting my own stuff away." He followed Elias out into the hallway of murder-by-flood. "And library sounds good. We can exercise when we're dead." When he said 'exercise when we're dead,' he said it as any teenager would say, 'Yes, please take my electronics away. They're my least favorite thing.'


"Shall we go?" He said fancily, and slid his hands into his jacket's pockets. "Besides, I'm sure this library isn't going to be on fire. Not like the one at my school," Drake laughed awkwardly. "Funny story, I'll tell you about it some time."





@RemainingQuestions

 

[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri stared at Brooke for a second.


"A-are you sure...?" She took her hand, trying to breathe in and out.


"Stay calm...maybe this girl isn't as crazy as she looks." She thought to herself and took another deep breath.

 

[KingofAesir]

Brooke nodded, closing her eyes,she saw some old people which she guessed were the girls grandparents. But no parents. She opened her eyes again and smiled a her,"Your parents aren't dead, honey, I promise." She patted her hand.

 

[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri's eyes narrowed.


"A-are you sure? If this is some kind of joke..." She pulled her hand away. "Just... Leave me alone, I can figure this out for myself." She walked away from Brooke, wringing her hands nervously. "Brooke's wrong. My parents must be hurt. Why would they not pick up the phone?" She walked down the hall quickly. "Maybe my journal has some notes on this kind of thing." She reached for her journal but it was gone.


"Oh my god." She began panicking again. "If someone sees that! Where did I leave it?!"

 

[KingofAesir]

Terry looked at her funny,"What? I tried, I can't help it if she doesn't believe me!" She complained. He just pointed at her. Brooke sighed,"Hey, I promise I'm not lying. How can I prove it to you?" She asked, scratching the back of her head.

 

[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri began to panic again. "Oh god, oh god where did I leave it!" She retraced her steps. "I had it before I went to call mom and dad... The library!" She ran towards the library to look for her journal (ooc: what's in the journal is in my character description)

 

[jfkabday]

"I'm fine!" she snapped, embarrassed at her moment of weakness. "And I'm not scared of the dark! What do you take me for, a baby!?" Calithera lashed out at the older girl, as she always did when upset. "It's just- nothing."


What should she do? The girl in front of her hadn't done anything. Well, she had accused Calithera of being a baby, but that didn't necessarily warrant the outburst. But Calithera didn't know how to apologize or handle feelings such as guilt or regret. So, she elected to ignore what just happened.


"Which bed is mine?" she demanded, voice as bitter and filled with disgust as usual. A few tears fell from her eyes, but she didn't notice.


When the girl- Stephanie, she reminded herself- didn't answer immediately, Cali fired off more questions. "What levels of maths and sciences are offered here? What do the classes count for? Exactly how mandatory are the mandatory events on the schedule? What did you need darkness for? And WHAT IN THE WORLD IS POWER CONTROL!?" She was screaming now, more frustrated than anything. Frustrated at her inability to communicate normally, frustrated by the other girl's seeming lack of understanding, frustrated by the lack of control over her own life, but most of all, frustrated by the lack of answers.





She hated not having answers. It made the genius girl feel powerless, hopeless, and out of control. And she was already running on an emotional high. (Almost always has, but especially right now.) Looking at the ground, she muttered an apology, before looking at the ground, flinching as she anticipated the punishment that she knew was to come.

 

[RemainingQuestions]

Elias took a deep breath, "please tell me you didn't set the school library on fire for shits and giggles." As soon as the words left his mouth he realized just how likely it was that was what happened. "You totally did, didn't you?" Elias smiled, this year was going to be different than he expected, that's for sure, but how he didn't know yet. Maybe he wouldn't kill someone this year.


"Come on, tell me about how you set your school's library on fire while we walk to our school's library..." Elias stepped out into the hallway, and pulled the door closed behind then, making sure to check it was locked. Locking things over and over wasn't one of his compulsions, but he would obsess over whether the door was properly closed or not if he didn't do it himself. "Please don't set this library on fire too."


@galaxycorgi

 

[CelestialBunny]

Katherine stayed in the room, continuing to unpack her things. She waited for Brooke to come back but then she stood up and she continually fix her belongings. Then she continued waiting until she was bored enough to check her schedule and then looked at the time, what class do I have now? She thought. Her dyslexia confused her and the schedule was impossible to read, Kat decided to go see if anyone was around.

 

[miserychick]

Scarlett laid in her bed, smoking a joint in her dimly lit room. This was her second year at the academy so over time she had decorated her room quite a bit. There were random posters around and her framed artwork hung up. She had a silver lamp in the corner which was usually lit instead of the main lights. She moved her fingers slightly, making her door shut lightly then close lightly over and over and watched it. Her powers still came to a surprise to her, she loved it but it just hard to get used to. Plus it was helping air out the room. She closed to door and left it closed this time but a crack remained. Scarlett used her powers to open her dresser and removed her drawing supplies. She'd started working on portrait of the Academy and was nearly finished. The school was black and white but the sky was colorful swirls and all the Academy's windows were red. She'd always loved making art but never did it very frequently since she started staying there.

 

[Hoax]

"I didn't-" Stephanie started, narrowing her eyes. The girl was certainly more... Aggressive, than she was expecting. Especially since as far as the brunette knew, she hadn't done anything that could warrant any yelling.


"Uh... Your bed is-" She started to answer, but was of course interrupted before she could finish, finally electing to stay silent until her -or at least what she assumed to be- new roommate stopped talking. Which hopefully would be soon, because Stephanie was not prepared to handle prolonged emotional conversation at the current rate.


Once the girl seemed finished, Stephanie took a moment to simply look at her. She suddenly seemed much more passive, though a little... Scared maybe?


"... Your bed is the one to your right," The artist started slowly, hoping that if she answered the questions the girl wouldn't yell anymore. "Normal levels of academics though there are honors classes and advanced books, I'm honestly not sure about the count, extremely mandatory, it keeps me calm, and I'm not sure if I'm really the best person to explain that to you..."


@jfkabday

 

[galaxycorgi]

Drake Isaac Wright


He laughed, "No, no I won't set this school's library on fire. Anyways, you know how there are always those stereotypical cliché kids at school, who always fight with everyone? Well, that's exactly what happened. I'm not going to keep their identities a secret or whatever, so their names are Jason and Christian. First of all, I would like to say that the 'jock' stereotype seems to fit them perfectly. Of course, it wasn't always like that, we used to be friends, but now they can go, I don't know, get burned alive or something." A corner of his mouth lifted at the thought.


"Anyways, it all started when I was minding my own business at the library, and then they come up and they're just being their terrible selves and then next thing I know. Well, next thing I know the book in my hand is in ashes, and the shelves around us are on fire. Being the cowards they actually are, they just run out, and so does everyone else -there were two entrances in-, and I'm standing there, surrounded by building flames. Next thing I know, I'm out of the building and the library just collapses on top of itself." He laughed, "Wow, what a happy story. Anyways, it was actually quite funny afterwards. Why? Because I didn't have a match or anything on me. The flames just appeared out of no where." Actually, they appeared from my hand-slash-mind, but I don't know if I should tell him that, Drake thought, and nodded his head. "So, yep. That's basically the main reason why I'm here. I mean, there was this one time when I accidentally set my legs on fire in film club, but that's not as cool. Also, you're probably going to have to deal with my shitty puns for the next year or however long we're roommates."


As they reached the doors to the library, he smiled, "Of course, we can always ignore each other if we find out that rooming together isn't as sunshine and happiness as we thought." He opened one of the doors.





@RemainingQuestions

 

[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri ran through the long hallways, panting.


"I need to get to the library!" She thought, staring down at her map of the school. She always got lost there, for some reason. Maybe she was just forgetful. She stopped for a second and took a drink of water from the fountain.


"If my book isn't there...I'll need some sort of alibi. It has my name on it everywhere, people will be able to track me down, or something! I could change my name, or I could...she sat down for a minute to catch her breath. "Relax, Bri. Get yourself together."

 

[RemainingQuestions]

Elias smiled in fascination, that was actually pretty funny, and a good assertion that Drake wouldn't set this library aflame too. "So, to summarise, you're a pyromaniac with a tendency to set himself or his surroundings on fire." Elias shook his head, smile still firmly planted on his face, man, he would miss Drake after he killed him. No, no he wouldn't kill Drake. No. he would not kill Drake. Hopefully. "I wish I had a funny story about my OCD, or an interesting one at least..." Elias thought back to his past, and there really wasn't anything related to his OCD that wouldn't be very sad, or just plain weird, like the whole believing he killed his best friend and would kill everyone around him. "And there really isn't a reason to cool with the puns Drake, I think we'll get along like a house on fire... Or library in your case." Elias stepped through the open door, and was awed. He was used to his shitty public school library, and yes, he expected better from this place, but this... this was amazing.


@galaxycorgi

 

[galaxycorgi]

Drake Isaac Wright





He laughed and stepped into the library, before gazing at all the books. This place was cool, but it needed a little more light. "Yeah, I hope so. If we didn't, we'd probably fire insults at each other, which would really burn." He noticed a journal on the table, picked it up, and put it in one of is coat pockets. He'd go to the office and ask about a lost and found later.


Then he saw the sparkle of the glass case, incasing a shelf of books Drake walked over to it. "This is interesting. I mean, look at these books. First editions, and some signed books too." He leaned back, and began to fall, before reaching up and grabbing at one of the flags. It bent down. "No wall there. Nice." He looked at the flag, "Wow, I thought I was strong, but I didn't think that I was that strong."


Tick tick creeeeeeak kshh! The books inside began to move, showing a pathway. "What the hell is this school," Drake said bluntly. "How are we supposed to get in there? Isn't the case locked?" He checked, and sure enough, it was open. "Well, shall we go in and explore?" He asked Elias, "It seems like quite the mystery."





@RemainingQuestions

 

[YetAnotherBlueMoon]

Bri skidded around the corner and pushed the door open to the library. "Oh god, oh god!" She stopped in front of the table and it was gone. Her eyes widened. "Oh no...oh no! If someone...if anyone reads what's inside..." She ran back outside the library and towards the gardens. "If anyone reads what's in that journal, my reputation will be gone! I'll have to go into therapy...and...." She mumbled to herself.

 

[jfkabday]

Calithera said, in a tone that was barely audible, "Ok." She put her bag down. If anyone were to look inside this bag, they might be confused. It had the oddest assortment of things; Her laptop, a binder, more than 30 passports, a teddy bear, and a bag of medication. Of course, she also had a plain white T-shirt and a change of underwear. But, of course, she wouldn't let anyone look. Taking a moment to process what the other girl had said, and realizing that Stephanie wouldn't hit her, at least not yet, she spoke up again. "Wh-what happens if you skip a class, or th-therapy? What do you even in therapy?"

 

[Hoax]

"Do you wanna like, sit down?" Stephanie asked, motioning to one of the beds. "I've been here so a while, so ask away. Just... Please don't yell at me again if you can help it..." She added sheepishly. Mostly for herself, partially for the girl. Stephanie was irritable yes, but not one to randomly lash out unless given a reason. The problem was that people raising their voice usually ended in her raising her voice louder. And the occasional pencil stabbing.


... It was one time, honestly.


"You can skip anything that isn't mandatory, people do it all the time." She finally continued, hoping to relax the girl. "Especially when they first get here. And therapy is mostly just to let people talk about stuff. Or it is for me, anyways... Not much to talk about when all you do is sit in the dark and draw." Stephanie shrugged, leaning back in her chair. Her eyes kinda hurt now that she wasn't distracted by her sketchbook, but that was normal. She'd need more eye-drops soon.


"What's your name by the way?"


@jfkabday

 

[jfkabday]

Calithera started, before moving to the bed that she had been told was hers and sitting on it, fiddling with the end of the pillowcase. Her name? Which name? Should she use her real name, or a fake one? She settled on a compromise. Her real name was uncommon enough that Stephanie probably wouldn't guess it. "Cali. What happens if you skip therapy? And what do you mean, you aren't the best person to explain that?"