Fantasy Hawthorne Academy

[Prizzy Kriyze]

All of Geno's base instincts had kicked in. He was lost in thought with a very childish state of mind, thinking about the carnival. "Oh yes please! I'll show you everything a carnival have." There had never been a more beautiful sound to his mind. Her hands holding his.. He didn't have a large enough vocabulary to describe the feeling. He was happier than he had ever been, for some reason, and actually excited for something! That hadn't happened in... Too long to remember! He smiled at her, and was about to respond when reality seemed to kick them both in the head.


"I-i-i'm sorry! How r-rude of m-me." She said, letting go of his hands and covering her face. His pessimism and cynisism all flowed back into his head, and he felt like a druggie suffering from withdrawal. That happiness, that feeling. Nothing had ever been close to it, and he didn't want to let it go. He raised his hand and followed hers. Halfway through the motion he stopped. The many walls, locks, and gates, produced by his own mind and personality, stopped him from grabbing her hand again. Thoughts rushed through his skull, faster than he'd thought before. He didn't stop to process any of them, and within half a second he realized that this was what he wanted. Call it greed, he didn't want to let go. He forced his hand to move, to grab hers, and held her hand gently in his. It was hard though. Never had he imagined that the most difficult thing he'd do in the first 17 years of his life would be to move his hand a couple inches.


"I'd want nothing but it. Please show me the carnival." He said, still holding her hand in his. He bent his head to the side, to get a better view of her face. At the sight of her eyes, something in his torso dropped. It felt like his heart fell through the floor for a second. He could easily have mistaken it for nervousity, but the best way he had of describing it was... He got lost in her eyes for a moment. A quiet "You're beautiful.." Slipped out of his mouth with an astounded tone. He pushed against all of his principles, all of his raised walls, and hugged her.


(Gaah, cheesy. Nontheless, I did my best to describe love.)


@DeijiiChan

 

[Aryel]

SORAPHINE GRIMALDO


Sora looked up to find a man staring back at her, his hand held out. "Princess..? M-me?" She said, a blush evident on her face. She took his hand and propped herself up. "I.. uhm.. Thank you." She murmured, getting to her feet and dusting herself off. She took a moment to look at the male in front of her. He had white hair that contrasted with his beautiful red eyes. The party has stopped, so that means that he bid on her. Wait. He bid on her? He did? 'UWHHHAAAAAAT' she thought to herself, slapping herself silly mentally. "Y-you.. bid on me?" She asked him, her blush only deepening. "I'I'm Soraphine.. Soraphine Grimaldo.." She whispered to him, nervous and surprised all mixed in to one emotion that only ended up with Sora getting butterflies in her stomach. "What's your name..?" She asked, smiling back at him.


SOLAIRA GRIMALDO


Sol eyed Maria up and down and smiled at her. "You look perfect, dear." He told her, placing his hands in his pockets. "Now, shall we go and have that date of ours?" He asked her, propping his hand out to her. "We can go wherever you want." He said to her, smiling. "Even if I did win you, the lady gets a choice in where the couple goes." He added.


LUNATIO GRIMALDO


"No, love. The girls are being auctioned of for charity purposes, so I heard. They get bid on by anyone and they get to spend time with whoever won them over." He said, resting his chin on her head. "Sora's in the auction. Although I wonder if someone bid on her. My twin bid on a fair maiden named Maria and won." He added, looking over her, staring at the scenery behind her. 'It is beautiful.. not as beautiful as her though.' He thought to himself, butterflies in his stomach. He looked down to Emma and smiled at her. "If you were in that auction, I'd pay a million dollars just to ensure I win you." He said, controlling his urge to kiss her, seeing her blush madly didn't help much either. It made him want to kiss her and hold her tighter all the more.

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@Britt\-21 @DeijiiChan


(Just tagged to make sure you guys saw :3)

 

[Haruhi Suzumiya]

Maria Scarlette


(Oh, what a wonderful feeling, writing that name again.)


"You look perfect, dear."


"R-Really?" Maria's cheeks turned bright red - Something about being complimented just felt great, she had to say, despite it being incredibly obvious. She just didn't get many compliments, and how incredible it felt to get them when she did...


"Now, shall we go and have that date of ours?" We shall, she thought of saying, though it seemed she would be interrupting. "We can go wherever you want." This she hadn't thought of - Where would they go? She had been to almost every corner of the Earth at this point, it seemed, so she knew a lot of places, though she only really remembered the capital cities of places she liked, like Paris, Tokyo and of course, her hometown, London, though Hawthorne wouldn't be in any of these places, would it? What town was Hawthorne even in?


It wouldn't hurt to find out. "Actually," Maria said awkwardly, "I'm not exactly sure where Hawthorne is, let alone the town it's in - So I'm not familiar with any of the places here - So, given that, I haven't a single idea for where we could go," Maria explained. "Besides, I'm happy with almost anything we could go with. I'm very easy to please, I think."


"Even if I did win you, the lady gets a choice in where the couple goes." Couple. She liked the ring to that, and she would have tried it out a few times if she hadn't been around people. She didn't want to try out a word if she was going to be around other people.


"Maybe we should just walk around town for a little while," Maria offered. "We could get familiar with the town and maybe each other a bit." Hopefully she didn't seem too attached - Maria's knowledge of dating was a little rusty and perhaps a bit outdated, seeing as she hadn't been in a serious relationship for almost seventy-five years.


But was this serious? She wasn't quite sure. Solaira seemed quite serious... I could do a hell of a lot worse. I certainly can't do any better - I'm not sure there is better, at least from what I've seen so far.


(OH MY GOD I DID A KIND OF LONG POST BUT IT HAS A LOT OF BREAKS SO IT JUST LOOKS SPACED OUT)

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[Queen Rai]

~Kahra~

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Kahra had been meandering around the campus ever since she woke up. She'd planned on going to that tea-party that she kept hearing everyone talk about, but it occurred to her that she didn't really care for tea, so she just started to walk around. It was anything but boring, as every step she took there was a new building the stare up at or a bug to avoid stepping on. It was pretty lonely, as she hadn't make any friends besides Aleks...and she had heard a rumor or two that he was going to transfer out.


Kahra plunked down on a bench (of course, checking it for bugs before she did) and sighed, cupping her chin in both of her hands.


"Hey are you lost or something?"


Kahra blinked up at the girl eating her favorite Japanese sweet. She had to resist reaching out and plucking on of the chocolatey sticks from it's box as she said, "Oh, no I'm not lost..."


There was a pause.


"H-hey, is that Pocky you've got there?"

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole nodded and smiled. "Yep! Want some?" Holding out the box to her. She smiled looking up at the bird that landed on her head. "Hey jasmine." The bird dropped a envelope into her hand. Then flew off. Nichole placed it in her bag to read for later. She looked at the girl and said"whats your name?"

 

[AshenLily]

It was approximately mid-day when Cylvaara arrived at the campus, was given her room information, and a key. A roommate? Of course there would be a roommate. Cylvaara knew this had seemed too good to be true. She'd known there was going to be a catch, and there it was. Sighing, she made her way to her room. It appeared as though her roommate had already moved in, judging by the possessions scattered about the room. As Cylva had shown up a day late, it made sense that the other's things were already there. Throwing her own small bag of possessions on the ground, she collapsed onto the bed that appeared to be hers, her silver hair splayed out, around her head. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to be normal. Obviously, that wasn't the case, but she could pass for normal in the "real world". At least until recently. The crystals protruding from her skin had become ever more prominent, forcing her to wear heavier, and heavier clothes.


Her mother had refused, when the invitation had come. She'd been adamant that her child would not be sent to a boarding school to live with "those freaks". What she didn't realize, was that Cylva, herself, was one of "those freaks". She had insisted on going. After everything her mother had done for her, she finally deserved to have her own life... looking back on the last few days, she nearly wished she hadn't. Rolling over onto her stomach, she laid her head on her pillow. At least the bed was comfortable...


After what felt like a few hours, Cylva awoke with a start, not immediately recognizing the room she was in. Finally, the events from the prior day, and that morning hit her, and she remembered where she was. Sitting up, she grabbed her bag off of the ground, and sifted through its contents, until she found a small, blue brush. She pulled the brush through her hair a few times, straightening her unkepmt hair, before standing. "I guess I'd better get familiar with the grounds..." this was going to be a long school year. She turned, and left the room, closing and locking the door behind her. She looked left. She looked right. "Well, when you have no idea where you're going, I guess any direction's as good as the next." With that, she set off down the hall to the left, to get accustomed to her new home.


(Sorry for the long intro post. Hope it's alright? Let me know if I made any silly mistakes.)

 

[Nalzrad]

As Tekis arrived at the campus, he received his information and key and walked up to the south dormitory mid-day; he sighed, realising that he will have a roommate. "I just hope this roommate won't be one of them cocky know it all hot shots, I hope". He opens the door, and scanned the room, no one in. "Judging by the state of this room, I can tell that this roommate won't be as troublesome and annoying as I previously thought." Tekis thought to him self, relived. He started to unpack, neatly folding up his clothes and placing them in the designated area for his belongings.


Tekis sits down on his bed, and starts to wonder; "I applied to this school to strengthen my capabilities and abilities, I will try my hardest, for the old man" He gets several vague flash backs of him talking to the kind old man on his deathbed, however he quickly shakes them off as this was not the time to wallow in sadness. Tekis becomes stressed, reliving the past; he grabs his packet of cigarettes and quickly lights one, to relive the stress. Tekis continued to wonder; "Old man always said to quit smoking, however it's the only thing that suppresses my stress." He smiled, he smiled for the first time in 3 years. Tekis found the feeling weird, the feeling to smile; he did not like it, quickly going back to his normal self.


"Oh well, no use me sitting around all day smoking, I guess I better get accustomed to the school grounds, as I don't want to look like a complete idiot when searching for my classes" Tekis sighed. He got up, brushed his trousers with his hand to remove any dust, and walk out the door. He looked left, then right. Slowly walking out; he scanned his surroundings. "An interesting layout of the school, this definitely isn't a normal school for normal people" Tekis chuckled within. "I see..." He quickly looked over the other halls, and went back to his room. He lied down in his bead; with his hands behind his head, and continued to smoke, while staring into the blank ceiling above him.


"Plain and simple, I like that"

 

[Emperor Shadow IV]

[QUOTE="Rai-Chan]

~Lyra~


Lyra felt an involuntary smile spread across her face as Johnathon approached her with a kind 'welcome back'. She almost wanted to wrap her arms around him in a friendly hug, and was about to when she realized that she hadn't really known Johnathon for long. Her public displays of affection would probably go unappreciated. Lyra twirled a lock of her hair around her index finger, as she would do when she got nervous, and said, "Thank you."


"Where shall we go? I haven't seen town yet."


Lyra raised her eyebrows, and then smiled slightly. So he hadn't planned anything...what a relief.


Oh no.


Now it was up to HER to choose. He hadn't been into town as many times as her...he hadn't been at all, actually. What was something they could do that would cost much, or anything at all? All of the restaurants were pretty cheap if they decided to go grab a bite to eat, and of course Lyra would pay for her own meal. But what could they do other than eat?


"Well, the mall in town has a bunch of cool things. There's a bowling alley, a karaoke place...and we could go shopping if you--"


What was she saying? Would he REALLY want to go shopping?


"Well, we can do whatever you want to do." she smiled. "You won the bid, after all!"


She laughed nervously, mentally whacking herself upside the head with a baseball bat. She repeatedly told herself to stop being so nervous...to stop being such a ditz. It didn't work.





~Nurse Elsa Longstorm~


Elsa's head popped up as Ryuu walked in, and she couldn't help but smile as he dramatically approached her, giving her an equally as dramatic kiss on the cheek. She listen to his, what she called, Ryuuambling for a moment before rising and gently tapping his cheek with her hand, saying, "You are adorable, my Ryuu. Thanks for coming, I was getting lonely."


She smiled once again, and walked over the coffee machine. She'd only just figured out how to use it, so she made it a point to make coffee whenever she could.


It didn't take long for the pot to be ready, and Elsa quickly poured Ryuu a cup. The coffee was lousy, definitely. Probably because she didn't add enough water...it was way too thick, and WAY too strong. Not to mention she didn't have any cream or sugar. She handed the cup to Ryuu and smiled, saying, "I think I'm getting better at making coffee! Tell me what ya think!"


(Sanae and Akio moment? xD )

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"A bowling alley and a karaoke place," Johnathon repeated, a hand rubbing his chin in thought, as he secretly panicked, I can't sing, and bowling is the last thing I'd want to do! But if Lyra likes those . . . He was relieved when she began to mention shopping, but as the girl cut herself off mid-sentence, a puzzled frown appeared over Johnathon's face, and in a moment's notice he would have interjected if Lyra hadn't continued on. Instead he kept his mouth shut and respectfully waited until the girl had finished, absently checking her out from head to toe and back again. Damn, what am I doing, he thought again, silently cursing. At that moment, wrapped up in his own irritable thoughts, John missed that Lyra had finished speaking. What followed was an awkward silence as he coped to grasp the situation once again, and when he did, the levels of nervousness in the air were only embellished by his stuttering recovery. "K-K-Karaoke a-and bowling aren't real-- I mean, no, don't bring the whole 'bid' thing into this. I-I mean, well, you see it's . . . " Frustration written all over his flushed features, the man gave his eyes a quick run of the grass before finishing (with a little more confidence), "Please, I'd like to do something we'd both enjoy. The bid doesn't matter - the only factor I see is enjoying ourselves." Simultaneously, he was thinking, Gods, can I, of all people, truly say something so undeniably cheesy? He had to admit, the words came out of nowhere.


It was in this instance that he felt obligated to save what he had just said to Lyra, but trying to save every word that slipped from his unreliable mouth would only tie his tongue in knots, and this Johnathon knew. He snorted, and simply stated, "I am sorry . . . on some days I feel I can speak Polish infinitely better than English. The words aren't . . . per se, coming to me as I'd like." He tried smiling, though only half succeeding, and thought back to what Lyra had said previously. Shopping, ironically, sounded fun. Perhaps if they were at the mall it would grant them opportunities to do other things aside from shopping, and then each of their minds would be relieved of the burden of choice. To Johhnathon it sounded like just the plan. "Hey," he began, "shopping doesn't sound like such a bad idea. If we were to go the mall there would be plenty to see and do. Er, wait," he said abruptly, realizing too late he may have stumbled into folly, "only if you haven't done that already. It would be a bore, I'd think, to revisit and see the same things repeatedly."





While talking, he fumbled around his pockets with each of his hands, groping for any spare cash. There wasn't anything aside from his cigarettes, so he knew they would have to make a stop at an ATM in town. If not, the chances of doing anything in town were slim, for as anyone could guess, with attractions came credit cards and cash. After spending the $2000 though, Johnathon secretly hoped he wouldn't be spending too much with Lyra. Typically he'd never get carried away, but lately he had found himself so unpredictable that firewalls needed to be put up even against himself (for the sake of his bank account that is). The only problem was implementing them.


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She thinks I'm adorable! Ryuu thought, his heart skipping a beat in time with the corners of his mouth widening to his best Cheshire cat grin. "Oh, Elsa," he cooed, beginning to wrap his arms around her when she made way towards the coffee pot. His expression became curious, and he found himself leaning over Elsa's shoulder to get a good look at the pot and the contents she was pouring into it. "Odd," he said, "I never noticed this here before. Is this a nursery or a bed and breakfast?" Chuckling at his own joke, he tickled Elsa at the sides to see how much of the coffee he could make her spill. How kind of her to make me something, he thought.


"I think I'm getting better at making coffee! Tell me what ya think!"





Ryuu smiled as the cup was given to him, and he brought it to his nose like a fine wine, almost expecting the scent of cheap coffee to be perfumed because Elsa made it. He was, sub-consciously, disappointed that it smelled like ordinary coffee, but he didn't let it bother him as he tilted the cup to his lips for a sip. Out of common habit, he was about to respond with a contented 'Mmm', but as the hot liquid entered his throat and washed his taste buds . . . he found he had no taste buds left! He spit, sputtered, and coughed, nearly spilling the cup of coffee onto his clean, white work coat. "Ye gads!" he exclaimed, fanning his mouth. Eyes narrowed, he peered over the rim of his coffee cup and growled, "What new devilry is this? Nazi coffee?!"

 

[Queen Rai]

~Lyra~

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Lyra found herself tugging at one of her pigtails, feeling herself being slowly suffocated by the tension in the air. She couldn't bring herself to look up from the ground as he spoke, and only looked up to meet his eyes when he said, "I am sorry . . . on some days I feel I can speak Polish infinitely better than English. The words aren't . . . per se, coming to me as I'd like."


She offered a small smile and gave a slight nod of the head before saying, "I know how that feels...well, except I only speak English...and gibberish...and I'll shut up now..."


She trailed off her eyes drifting to the ground once again. What the heck was the matter with her? For the first time in the seventeen years she had been alive, she couldn't think of a single thing to say. She could feel the same familiar pit start to form in her stomach...why? She hadn't felt like this with any other person she'd met before. She still stuck by her theory that she was just allergic to Johnathon or something bizarre like that.


"Hey, shopping doesn't sound like such a bad idea. If we were to go the mall there would be plenty to see and do. Er, wait...only if you haven't done that already. It would be a bore, I'd think, to revisit and see the same things repeatedly."


Lyra looked up again, and found herself grinning. She loved going to the mall, as there were tons of things to do, as Johnathon said. There were those cool trampolines that you could go super high on thanks to those cool bungee cords...but Lyra was terrified of heights, so that was probably out. There was the arcade, which could be fun for a little bit. If Johnathon was interested in video games...


"That's perfect!" Lyra beamed, absently taking his hand and starting towards the front gates. "We'd better hurry to catch the next bus over, alright?"

~Nurse Elsa Longstorm~

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Elsa clapped her hands together under her chin as she watched Ryuu drink, a big smile on her face. She closed her eyes as she listened to him drink...and suddenly, his gulping turned into sputtering. Elsa's eyes snapped open and she clasped her hands over her mouth as she watched the man choke. Was he having a heart attack? Was he dying?


"Ryuu! What's wrong?" she cried, stumbling forward and patting him on the back. "Are you okay? Do you need-"


"What new devilry is this? Nazi coffee?!"


There was a pause. A very long pause. Elsa looked down, dropping her hands to her sides as her bangs fell over her eyes, casting an ominous shadow over her face. She found herself gripping her white coat, and squeaked quietly, "My coffee...m-my...coffee..."


She sniffed, and wiped a stray tear from her cheek on her sleeve. She looked up at Ryuu for a moment, and then tore away from him, crying, "My coffee is THAT evil?! Is that what you're saying!?" she sobbed, bursting out of her office and shoving passed some unsuspecting students.

 

[Larry]

~Luke~

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Today is the day, a rather vehemently-happy Irishman thought to himself as he looked upon the school as well as the journey he was about to embark upon. Bags on backs and a letter in hand, he stepped through the gets with spontaneous confidence although it was for show then actual cause or effect. He needed a place that could help him control his gift, at least that's what he would prefer to call it then a curse. Also, if they were ever willing enough, they might help him out with that. With sleeves pulled up in a regular fashion, shoes laced as well as he could, he stood and took in his surroundings.


This place is indeed massive! he exclaimed mentally, surprised passionately with a hint fear at the simple scale of the encampment. Being from such a small village, spectacles such as this were nowhere to be found. Albeit the odd time they would go up to visit relatives in Dublin would he see buildings of such size. Taking out the mask in his hand, he could hear the voice of it's owner ringing in his hears; he was the owner, but he wasn't. If you knew Luke, you'd understand.


"Come on buddy," the deep, familiar voice resounded in his eardrums, the masks mouth not moving but he could swear it was, "This is a new adventure! A NEW BEGINNING FOR THE TWO OF US! What do we have to fear from these people?! The don't call us the Shade Slider for nothing now do they?!"





The man with Bell for a surname trod on despite the incessant nature of his companion that typically is just a maddened version of himself, greeting people as they came with common phrases such, 'How are ya?' or 'How's things?'

 

[Queen Rai]

~Professor Crysta Chime~


Crysta finally managed to slip out of Kinya's office and away from all of the chaos. The fact that something had gotten into Hawthorne from the Otherworld was scary enough on its own, so naturally, it was too much for Crysta to handle when she discovered all of the hidden messages contained within the murder of the small monster.


The woman adjusted her blindfold as she pushed open the doors to the main hall with her back, stepping out with a long sigh. It wasn't often that the professor was flustered or worried, but she simply couldn't explain this...and it drove her crazy.


A cup of tea is what I need...a cup of tea, and meditation...that should help.


With every step towards her office, the woman grew visibly calmer. The occasional hello from a passing student also put her mind at ease. She almost didn't stop when she sensed a very...strange presence. It wasn't malevolent, but it was unlike anything she'd sensed in any of the students she'd passed.


There was something...off.


Closing her eyes beneath the red silk, she exhaled deeply.


Luke...mask...fear? Adventure...? Why?


She turned towards the figure whose aura stopped her, and said, "You're name is Luke. Am I correct?"


((I suggest you read Crysta's character form, so you have a better understanding of her power xD ))

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[Larry]

The man with the very name she indicted, jumped into the air comically, his heart beating a million miles an hour. As much as a man as he makes himself out to be, the slightest thing could him to scream melodramatically, no matter the situation. As soon as he got a good look of the woman that spoke of him, he was surprised in various ways; the most noticeable being that of the blindfold draped across her eyes. For some strange reason, he felt it suited her as odd as that may actually sound. Nonetheless, he hid the mask behind his back as he straightened up to converse with the woman. A blush had creeped onto his face as he looked down upon the damsel in front, a strawberry colour splattering itself onto his face as he began to utter his sentence.


"It is as you say miss," he laughed, putting a free hand through his hair in embarrassment, taking a sideways look to try and diffuse the already awkward situation, "Sorry if I over-reacted, I'm not as much a man as I think I am! Luke Bell of the Emerald Isle, pleasure to meet you."


"What are you doing buddy?! Hiding me away like that isn't exactly going to give off an impression that you're honest now will it? Come on, let me talk to her for a minute, see if I can rustle a few feathers eh?! She probably saw you with my face just a moment ago anyway, she's hardly going to mark you now will she?! Segregate will she?! It will be funny, you know I can't hurt anyone anyway, not with this body!"





Be quiet for a moment please, the pleading voice of the Irishman rand in his head, hoping the his sinister other would heed his wish and go back to the bench then actively calling the shots.

 

[Queen Rai]

Rai-Chan updated Hawthorne Academy with a new update entry:


CONTEST: 1000th Post!

Hello Roleplayers of Hawthorne Academy!


Rai-Chan here! As you might've noticed, we're getting very close to 1000 posts! Can you believe it? I can't either! It seems like only yesterday I was wasting away in my bedroom trying to come up with an idea for a roleplay! We've lost roleplayers and we have gained roleplayers, but you have ALL made a huge contribution to...

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Read the rest of this update entry... 

~Professor Crysta Chime~


Crysta felt her mouth curve into a small smile as she sensed the boy's embarrassment. She couldn't see his blush with her eyes, but she could feel his cheeks heat up. She reached out, enveloping his hand into both of hers, and said, "I am Professor Crysta Chime, the Meditation and Focus teacher...you can call me Crysta, everyone does. It's very nice to meet you, Luke Bell of Emerald Island!"


Crysta dropped her hands after silently breaking and entering into his mind, getting as much information about the boy as she could without seeming too...strange. Crysta's hidden eyes narrowed slightly as she could hear some sort of...voice in the boys mind. It wasn't the voice of his thoughts, she could tell that much...but she couldn't quite put her finger on exactly what it was. Crysta knew this boy wasn't normal. Then again, coming across students that were normal was the difficult thing, but Crysta couldn't help but want to learn more about him. She coughed, and absently swished her dark braid over her shoulder, saying, "I hope you enjoy your time at Hawthorne, Luke..."


There was another pause before she added, "If you aren't doing anything, perhaps you'd like a cup of tea?"

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[Holo]

Anthony arrived at the school already jet lagged to hell and dizzy from whatever was in the food. "Oh boy this is gonna be a horrible first day the weather is perfect." Anthony mumbled before starting to waddle/sway/ stumble towards the office our at least he hoped it was the office. His watch started to beep which he hated the sound of but obeyed. He slowly and sleepily pulled the pills out of his pocket and used his power to father midair out of the air by gathering it's atoms. He popped the pill into his mouth and then drank the now odd ball of water in his hands. He then let the rest of the water evaporate as he walked past a kid and somebody he thought looked like staff or a parent. He just walked past feeling really tired from his little magic trick but he kept going. "Oh well guess i'm not eating airline food again." He thought before he realized his stomach was getting rather upset and aggravated after the shuttle bus ride. He then ran to the nearest restroom and locked the stall.

 

[Queen Rai]

~Professor Xavier Caige~


Xavier, after snuggling up to Kinya and making sure she was alright (and inevitably being shoved to the floor), trudged down the stairs, running his fingers through his hair, dampened with nervous sweat. He felt like he was going to be sick - seeing Kinya in such a state made his heart break.


Xavier pushed into the restroom and immediately rushed to the sink, leaning over it and splashing some cool tap water onto his face. Her ripped a paper towel from its dispenser and wiped away the stray drips, exhaling hard as he did. A monster had gotten into Hawthorne...and not just some harmless creature, either. This...thing...was capable of things that no monster he'd ever fought was capable of. It was...intelligent.


It had gotten into the school...but did it leave?


Xavier didn't know, and decided that getting himself worked up about it wasn't going to solve anything. The professor sighed, and was about to leave when a boy burst through the door and into a stall.


He blinked for a moment, and then called, "...hey, you okay in there?"

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[AshenLily]

Having explored the entire building, Cylva worked her way outside. The campus was beautiful, and she enjoyed the freedom of the outdoors. As she walked, it finally occurred to her, that she was somewhere, where being different was NORMAL. The idea was almost frightening. That in mind, she looked down at her arm. The small patches of crystal here and there, we're actually quite beautiful, when she wasn't busy being ashamed of them. She smiled. She'd never actually TRIED to cause the transformation. It had only happened once, and since then, she'd managed to keep it mostly under control.


Flexing her arm, she tried to find a way to control the crystals, to no avail. What triggered it? She didn't know. All she knew, was that she possessed the ability to grow crystals from her body. Sitting in the grass, cross-legged, she tried again. This time, while flexing her arm, she focused her mind, willing the crystal patches on her skin to emerge. Her skin seemed to shimmer for a moment, and her entire right arm became encased in crystal.


Shrieking, she began to flail about, the odd sensation surrounding her arm didn't hurt, but it felt strange. Though solid, the crystal moved with her fingers, and her arm, as though it were her own flesh. After looking away for a few minutes, she looked back, expecting her arm to have returned to normal. Instead, she found her arm was still encased, finger to shoulder, in the oddly flexible, yet hard, substance. Again, Cylva began to panic, waving her arm around. Finally realizing it wouldn't do any good, she stopped. "Okay, Cylvaara. Calm down. Surely, it's not permanent... right? It can't be... can it?" She slumped over, resting her weight on her knees and hands. How odd... She still felt the grass on her now crystalline knuckles. It felt exactly as it felt against her flesh. Sighing, she leaned back once more, examining her arm more closely. "Well... at least it's pretty, I guess. And at least I don't have to worry about anyone else freaking out about it." As the last thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help but think how odd it was, that she hadn't encountered any other students, or anyone at all, for that matter, since receiving her key. "I wonder where everybody is..."

 

[Queen Rai]

~Kahra~


Kahra smiled at the girl and nodded, saying, "Oh, thank you!"


She plucked on of the chocolate covered cookies and popped it into her mouth, biting off pieces of it as she pushed it further and further into her mouth with her index finger until it was gone.


"My name is Kahra. Kahra Weatherstone. What's your na--"


Suddenly, Kahra heard a loud, ear piercing shriek. Immediately jumping up, Kahra frantically swivelled her head around to see if she could find the source of the shriek.


"What the heck was that?" she exclaimed, brushing passed Nichole as she looked around. Eventually, her eyes fell open a girl sitting in the grass. At first, Kahra thought the girl had just fallen...and then she noticed the girl's arm, completely encased in...crystal?


"Oh my goodness!" she squeaked, tripping slightly as the girl broke into an awkward run towards the semi-crystallized person. Kahra felt a wave of adrenaline rush through her as she ran. She felt like a super hero!


"DON'T MOVE! I'LL SAVE YOU!" she roared, screeching to a stop at she girl and awkwardly kneeling down.


There was a pause.


Kahra cleared her throat and poked the crystal before blinking up at the girl.


"What is this?"

​

 

[AshenLily]

Alarmed as the girl sprinted toward her, Cylvaara finally realized it was likely a direct result of the ear-piercing shriek she'd unleashed. Though she felt like her personal space had been invaded (yep. Definitely invaded), with the poking of her arm, she shrugged the slight irritation off, seeing the girl's genuine worry. "It's... uhh... my power?" The words didn't roll off of her tongue, so much as they did tumble. Roll was far too graceful of a word, for the clumsy manner in which she spoke. "S-sorry about the scream... I still don't really have this whole thing figured out. It was a bit of a shock, and now... well, now I can't figure out how to undo it. If it can even be undone, that is." Curious, herself, she poked her right arm. It was exactly the same texture, as the small patches that adorned her body, and just as hard. The thought that it was the same substance at least calmed her slightly. She silently resolved to work with it in the near future, and try to gain some control over the material. "I-i'm sorry if I scared you. It was just a little unexpected..." her voice trailed off as she once again opened and closed her hand, marveling at the ease with which the material moved.

 

[Queen Rai]

~Kahra~

​

Kahra sucked in her cheeks and nodded, examining the crystal that enveloped the girl's arm with great fascination. She placed her hand on the cool, smooth mineral and said, "Huh...upon first glance, I figured this would just be a modified sort of carbon...but it's too soft to be carbon...yet I can tell that it's extremely durable..."


Kahra blinked, and then laughed sheepishly and said, "Heh, my ability is manipulating the tangible elements of the periodic table - well, the ones I'm familiar with, anyway...and I'm not familiar with this..."


"I-i'm sorry if I scared you. It was just a little unexpected..."


Kahra shook her head and raised a hand, saying, "No, it's fine. I wasn't really scared as much as I was...terrified..."


The girl stood up and offered a hand, saying, "I'm Kahra Weatherstone! What's your name?"

 

[twilight sparkle]

Nichole blinked and was about to follow her. Then stopped. "Ok yea I need to go see what that was." She said to herself before jogging over to where kahara was. "What happened? ! What was that scream about? " Nichole asked worried.


Kouju hummed and dusted his hands off."perfect! Hmm maybe a few more blue berries?" He said to himself as he looked at the crepes. "Nah perfect. Now to see what imuto thinks." Taking a pic and sent it to her.

 

[AshenLily]

Yep. There it was again. Personal space. Subconsciously, Cylvaara pulled away from the girl's touch. "Yeah, I'm not sure what it is... my father--" she stopped abruptly, wondering what had possessed her to nearly burden this stranger with unnecessary details of her past. "Nevermind that. Anyway, I've only recently found out what exactly my power is... now I just have to figure out how to use it, and what I can use it for..."


"Again, my apologies if I scared you... Kahra." Again. Awkward. Oops. "My name is Cylvaara. Cylvaara Lannis. My friends call me Cylva." She paused a moment, and then forced a smile. "Well, they would, if I had any." And, once more. Awkward. Forcing a light laugh, she turned, as she saw the other girl approach. "Oh. My apologies. Just... personal issues." The brief summary was more than accurate, and she held her arm up, figuring no further explanation would be required.

 

[Holo]

"Yeah I'm fine." Anthony said coming out. He was extremely pale and sweaty. He looked at the guy and walked to the sink to wash his hands and face off. "You know where the new students report to?" He asked before grabbing his guitar case from the stall and turned to offer a handshake to the man. He dreaded his next meal since he suspected it would be on a flight back due to some mistake in postal.


Two years earlier


"Sir you have to leave the grounds unless you're gonna pay for something." The woman asked in the Alaskan airport it had been snowing for hours and Anthony's feet were exposed. He had been in a plane crash two months before and both patents had died. He had hiked back using his power to care for himself. They had only seen him once before and offered to call child services he refused and ran off.....

 

[cojemo]

(a LONG time ago in the RP)


As Johnathan gave Mars the check, he kept a straight business like face on as he simply took it and nodded. Of course, on the inside he felt a strong anger boiling his insides, which for all he knew could have been literal considering the nature of his powers. He had planned to counter bid for Lyra, but before he even had a chance to do anything Lyra herself closed the bidding. Why should I be angry at that, though? We made plenty of money as is. He still had no idea why he felt the way he did about this whole scenario. He really didn't want to think of the possibility that he was jealous, and even then he wasn't sure WHY he would be jealous. It had started ever since he first found out Lyra had feeling for Johnathan, so love was a definite possibility. No, why would I be in love? that's illogical and idiotic. Either way, thinking about the smoker spending a whole day with the student president made him feel uneasy, though what they would be doing he had no idea. As Johnathan exited, a thought popped into his head. I should probably follow them for the day, see what they do. This thought seemed very unusual to him at first, until he remembered his fathers career. He was a detective, and detectives sometimes tailed suspects in order to gain further information on the case at hand, and the case at hand right now was what exactly those two were going to do. It was purely for research purposes so he could weave together this mystery faster. At least, that is what he told himself.


(Now to more recent times)


As he began to get himself into his stalker mindset, he noticed that no one else had stayed behind to clean up the mess. Of course, it could be done later, but that was besides the point. He wanted to be the most effective member of the student council, and the fact that everyone else had just ignored clean up duty gave him a great chance to do this. Besides, it would get his mind off of the whole Lyra situation, which he was still sure was some type of flu or infection. Stepping down from the stage, he slowly began to put away teapots, tables, cloths, and anything else that was left behind. It wasn't exactly the best thing he could do with his time, and after getting about 1/4 of the way done, he decided he should have stalked instead. Instead, he swiped one of the cloths off of the tables and made his way out to the training area. "Maybe some practice will get my mind all cleared up". Rotating his neck as he dropped the cloth on the ground, he placed his feet shoulder length apart. Mars put his right hand palm forward, aimed at a plot of ground 40 feet away, with his other hand firmly placed on the wrist. Slowly, he forced flames into his right hand and started to build pressure. "That's right, slowly build pressure, and then release when it's perfect. When smoke appears at the palm of your hand, that means it's ready... Smoke. Johnathan smokes." His mind began to trail off slowly and without him noticing, the pressure in his hand started to increase at a rapid speed, Why should I be jealous of Johnathan anyways? Is it love? No, that can't be. Maybe I'm jealous because I WANT to fall in love, and the fact that Lyra did first is what's eating away at me. That is also a possibility, but-. He was cut off as the flames shot out from all across his arms at extreme velocity from the amount of pressure built, mildy burning the tips of his red hair, severely burning his arm and causing it to bleed quite a bit. "Agh! I should have known better!" Wincing in pain, he wrapped the cloth around his arm and made his way to the infirmary.


This wasn't the first time it had happened, so he was pretty used to the long walk with his arm all bloodied up and burned. That was why he brought something to wrap it in this time so he wouldn't get yelled at for tracking blood all over the school. Upon Arriving at the infirmary, he barely dodged out of the way as Elsa bursted through the door. "Well, looks like I'll have to do things myself." Entering the room, he noticed Ryuu was there, along with some other girl lying on a bed. Now, he had seen Ryuu before, seeing how Mars was a frequent 'patient', but he was pretty sure the girl was new. Mars started opening shelves, holding his bloodied and wrapped arm close to his chest as he looked for something better to wrap his arm, as well as some form of disinfectant. He decided to not ask Ryuu any questions, as, if Mars' assumptions were correct, Ryuu was the reason the nurse had barged out of the room, and he probably wasn't too happy about that. Instead, he looked over his shoulder at the girl who was lying on the bed. "Hey, do you know where I can find any disinfectant or wrappings for my arm?" He honestly didn't expect her to know, but he was still a member of student council, and he planned to lead this into a greeting. Plus, his bleeding arm wasn't much of an issue for him at the moment.


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(WOW. I'm sorry for such a long post.)

 

[Larry]

Seeing as his blush had subsided as his hands were taken into hers without precedent, he felt strangely relaxed around her, as if she gave off an almost serene, calming mentality and energy. Although she was a great deal shorter then him, he felt as if she towered above him either way. But there was one question he had jumping about in his mind; how did she know his name? The soothsayer that she was gave his name almost immediately upon meeting without any form of introduction until he actually confirmed it himself. Peculiar, but interesting, was the only consensus that the Irishman could generate within his head after meeting the professor that she was. Leaving his bag down for a brief, he felt it was best that he show her the item that was plaguing him with thoughts of scaring her for the past few moments. It was by all means a simple mask, a curved smile with as equally smile. The strange thing is why a person would carry such a thing around with them, but those who know him would understand the reasoning behind.


"Come on buddy!" the mask endeared him almost telepathically, Luke almost certain that it would just slap itself on his face, "LET ME TALK TO HER! It won't for her to see the other side of us now will it? Like I said before, she's not going to mark us out in a school where every nook and cranny is littered with something odd and foreboding now will she?! It will be funny, for a few minutes please? PLEASE?!"


"I would if you don't mind," he smiled, the veiling-piece hanging by his side, "But before we do, a friend would like to say hello to you. Forgive me if he scares you but it's best for me if I don't try to hold it in."


With that sentence short and sweet, the mask was donned. A chuckle escaped the mouth of the once plain-faced, polite Luke Bell, now obscured by a garment with golden eyes piercing the opened eyelids.


"You could hear me couldn't you?" the masked-man asked, leaning right up to her face, "You could hear me utter inside our head couldn't you?! I'm all for sneaking about mi'lady, but not when it's obvious that I am! You SEE, my little buddy in here thinks that having me around is a problem that has to be taken care of. A PROBLEM? ME?! I don't know what he finds so horrible about me but he keeps carrying me around! Nonetheless, take it easy on the poor fellow, he can get emotional quickly...and that's when I come in."

 

[Magikarp]

Not noticing Shinji stir Blake continued to caress his face despite himself. As out of character as this was for him, Blake felt a connection to Shinji and after all the moments they shared; Shinji carrying him when he fainted, him hugging Shinji, this just seemed like the right thing to do. When Shinji started mumbling Blake froze, Shit I’m busted, goddammit however when Shinji placed his hand on his hand and pressed it so it was closer to his face Blake felt something flutter in his chest and for a moment he felt absolute bliss, but that all faded away when Shinji grasped what was happening and sat up like his life depended on it. Now staring at him Blake felt himself shrink under his scrutiny.


“Shinji I…” Blake began but stopped when Shinji started talking about how he must now think he was a monster. Anger bubbled up in him at that and Blake stood up, arms crossed and fury blazing.


“That’s fine, put words in my mouth, because I obviously think you’re a monster, even after I was stroking your goddamn face, what kind of bullshit is that! Look at me when I’m talking! Just because you have markings on your face doesn’t make you a monster! Talk about being vain as shit!”


T


aking a deep breath Blake sat on the bench next to him and slid off his eye patch, revealing his milky white fake eye and the scar stretching from his cheek up to his eyebrow.


“Shinji look at me, now I don’t know what happened to you or why you have those markings and honestly if you never want to tell me that’s fine, but as far as I’m concerned the person who gave you the markings is the monster, same with the person who took my eye.”


(I'm so sorry for the late reply, I'm super sorry ;-


@DeijiiChan