Fantasy Heart Attack Academy

[Trombone Geek]

Lance hadn't exactly grown used to grand buildings and expensive decor, but he did a well enough job of hiding it. More obviously, however, was the fact that he wasn't used to such large and maze-like buildings.


He was lost. Again. With a sigh, he tried to gather his surroundings and decided to follow the sound of voices, only to run right into a rather angry looking student who had obviously trained in combat. He seemed to fit the loose description the rumors applied to "the Wraith," but Lance didn't care.


Swallowing his pride, Lance stopped to look at the other boy. "Do you know where anything is? I can't find my way around this stupid place."

 

[The Unamed Character]

@The Unamed Character[/URL] @Dibbydoo

"Ok... I can go see if I can find my roomate, thanks again...." she said as she trailed off. "What is your name?" she asked


She looked at him and the list. She wanted to know everyone's name here so she had a tactical advantage.


She was like that, after years of having been trained for the Military life, she was accustomed to doing these kind of things.


Even if it was weird to others, it was how she lived her life, even as a guy..


(OOC: srry if it isnt 6 lines, I am on mobile and IDEK how long this is)

 

[Midnight Peace]

He looks over at Mitch, raising an eyebrow.


"Uh, Allen. Allen Stream."


He lowers the paper, tapping his foot as his gaze fell back to the thus far unnamed peer. He felt like he may have seen him around the halls of Lark last year, but he wasn't all too sure. Faces had a funny nature. They all became similar the longer you stared at them. And yet the same time, they become more different then you could ever imagine. There were only so features one could hold, and despite the immense overlap that could be found among the faces of the human race, there was always something that set the mugs of the faces he'd taken note of apart from one another.

 

[Dibbydoo]

( Sorry, I fell asleep. xD


Xander watched the two talk , before being asked the question, he paused for a second, shaking his head. " Sorry, Dozed off. Xander. My name is Xander." He smiled a little, a charming lifting smirk that covered his lips. He wandered, looking at the papers. " Why didn't I get one? Did my sister take them.." He thought out loud sighing and dismissing it." Thanks.." He looked to Allan, giving a small nervous smile. He coughed, shivering, " Is it just me or do the boys here smell like absolute crap and a half?" He asked, looking to the two.

 

[Elffri3nd]

Tyler was lost, lost in his studies. He was making sure everything he was doing at the moment would make his father, that it would make his people proud. This was his third year at school and he grown accustom to the layout of the school and the classes. Now he was sitting on the floor of his door with books open all round him, studying their contents. He had no idea how much longer he would be able to attend this school because his people where a small nation with a weak economy which he was suppose to fix when he returned to him, he was suppose to solve all of his people's problems. He loved his people and he wanted to do everything in his power to help them, all without losing their culture. However their was a slight problem for him, tonight was a celebration of his people that he would preform by him self but he would need to go down the forest path or leave the school to go some where safe. "Perhaps my room mate would join me." He then looked at his watched and realized the time which caused him to panic. "I need to get ready for class." He got up and instantly tripped over one of his open books, he picked all of his books throwing them into his book bag. He then grabbed his overcoat that he always wore and rushed out of his room.

 

[Midnight Peace]

Allen grunts. "Oh, I agree. The future of the world wont be very bright if it's being ruled by people who don't know how to keep up normal hygiene… Oh, and Xander, you're with Orious Van Xavian in Room Twenty-eight."


@Dibbydoo @The Unamed Character

 

[Dibbydoo]

Buckled rightly, itching the back of his head. " Room twenty eight? Jee, again." He chuckled. " Thanks for helping me." He nodded, smiling shyly. " And, Nice to meet you." He said, looking to the other person. Which he thought was a boy, but had a slight tinge of something in his gut telling him him that maybe 'he' wansnt. " Same to you." He smiled, looking around with a shrug, proactively efininf to fall asleep.

 

[Midnight Peace]

Allen gives a small nod. "Glad to be able to help… I'll see both of you around, I suppose?" He rubs the back of his neck, fairly eager to get to his room and meet his new roommate. He began to stuff the packet of paper back into his pocket.


@The Unamed Character @Dibbydoo

 

[Dibbydoo]

Uh, yeah, see ya. Bye." He shot a slick smile before leaving the hall to go to where the dormitories were, the Eastern wing ( Or something.). He managed to find his way to him rooms ndaopened the door setting his backpack down and running to the bed, jumping on it and being hugged by it with its delicious arms. " Mmh.." And almost instantly, he drifted to sleep, the bed cradling him lightly.


@Midnight Peace

 

[The Unamed Character]

@The Unamed Character[/URL] @Dibbydoo

Uh, yeah, see ya. Bye." He shot a slick smile before leaving the hall to go to where the dormitories were, the Eastern wing ( Or something.). He managed to find his way to him rooms ndaopened the door setting his backpack down and running to the bed, jumping on it and being hugged by it with its delicious arms. " Mmh.." And almost instantly, he drifted to sleep, the bed cradling him lightly.
@Midnight Peace

Michi nodded. "I guess I will see you two around campus." she said as she cheered inside her head, although she seemed calm on the outside.


The Headmaster had put down Mitch, and that was good. That means all she has to do now is remember to answer to that name and act like a guy.


Michi turned around and walked towards her dorm.


She walked inside and awaited her Roommate. She took the time to close the door and relax.

 

[Midnight Peace]

Allen gave a small wave, then started off to dorm seventeen. He took his book out from under his arm, then turned to the page he was on- Page 48.


The fear of death is more to be dreaded than death itself.


Allen found himself looking over this phrase a multitude of times, taking it into the confines of his mind, tossing it around to decipher how this could be.


The fear of death is more dreaded than death itself... Perhaps to mean that fear is greater than death itself? Is Publius saying that fear is something he and the rest of humanity cowers under, even surpassing death itself... Wait, no, it says here that it is to be dreaded... As if it's a piece of advice?


He nearly passes by his dorm, when he flicks his eyes up from his book to check his surroundings. He sees his dorm, number seventeen. He opens the door up, looking around to see that his roommate is no where to be seen.


He closes the door behind him, walking over to one of the beds and sitting on it's cushioned edge.


Oh, I think I understand. Maybe he means that fear is more dangerous than death... Because.... Because if you spend your time doing nothing except staying pinned under the fear of dying, you don't actually do anything enjoyable with your life? Is that it? Perhaps that's the point. It's a warning message, informing the reader not to let their god-given phobia of death to spiral out of control and prevent them from doing anything meaningful. Perhaps it's also a message about fear in general.


Allen satisfies himself with this definition, and decides to move onto dissecting the next quote in the book.

 

[Dibbydoo]

Xander shifts in his bed as he dreams on...


The pale, while bony hand reaches for me. I don't react. It touches my face, a deathly stroke . The skin of this person is extreamly rough, but, for some reason, I know the person. But, I can't see his face.. He isn't being covered by any shadows, it's just,a blank gain as for where his fingerprint like face should be. The man morphed into some sort of shadow figure, before leaving Xander in the dark abyss of his mind.


He felt a very forcing pull grab him and push him down. He couldn't stop it, he was motionless. He could only feel and see. Xander pairs, before feeling his back hit something soft. He regained the ability to move, and looked behind him. Flowers, all different kinds of flowers. The area he was in was surrounded by trees, cutting the flowers off. It was, beautiful but confusing.


He got up, and walked. Or tried to. He wouldn't move as he walked, he could only see his legs moving, before feeling himself slip through the flowers and continue to float in the abyss.

 

[Ldybug123]

Ash walked up the stairs to the school, Fang following behind him. He stopped to marvel at the school's size. "This place is huge." He muttered to himself. He continued his walk up the stairs, and went into the school. He was in awe of how fancy the place was, even though he had lived with a rich family for several years.

 

[Elffri3nd]

Tyler rushed towards the school in a sort of speed walk being careful not to bump into anyone. Some of his favorite classes where combat training (when involve his peoples traditional fighting style), literature and drama. He walked up the steps of the school, the architecture was beautiful but it wasn't something he care much for that sort of thing coming from his background. He saw someone admiring the school and was half tempted to stop and talk to them. He decide it wouldn't help him now, although he was going to be early because of his rush to get to class. He still kept walking down the halls and began to head to his class room, it wouldn't hurt him to be early. He stopped in the middle of the hall just past the door thinking about the other boy, he looked lost in way. Tyler turned around and watched the boy incase he needed help.


@Ldybug123

 

[The Unamed Character]

@Coal[/URL]

 

[Trombone Geek]

@iiimee[/URL] Pleeeeeeeeaaaase

 

[iiimee]

@iiimee[/URL] Pleeeeeeeeaaaase

Ugh, I'll start posting on here again tomorrow k? I get home at 3pm my time.

 

[iiimee]

Paden snapped away from his angry train of thoughts to look over at the boy who was now talking to him. He, like everybody else Paden met, seemed somewhat nervous. The soldier would've asked why, if he didn't know already. Still, he was talking to him like a human, and right now Paden needed that, at least if he didn't want to die of stress. "Are you a first-year? The Entrance Room is over there. They'll tell you where your dorm is- then you can get out of my hair." The boy gruffly responded. He didn't care if he hurt the boy's pride. All first-years were arrogant and- if Paden wanted to put it bluntly- had to be broken down before they could learn anything. He had always been different: If his officer told him to do something, he'd do it immediately. Some of his fellow comrades thought that made him stupid, but he never responded to them. Paden had always been a brick wall, blocking out the sounds of other's voices without issue. If he wanted something from somebody, he'd demand it. Other than that, he had never spoke to the people he trained alongside with in Decro. He was a child then, but he still had the same uncaring expression today that he had back then. From the time he could walk, he was independent.

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[Trombone Geek]

Paden snapped away from his angry train of thoughts to look over at the boy who was now talking to him. He, like everybody else Paden met, seemed somewhat nervous. The soldier would've asked why, if he didn't know already. Still, he was talking to him like a human, and right now Paden needed that, at least if he didn't want to die of stress. "Are you a first-year? The Entrance Room is over there. They'll tell you where your dorm is- then you can get out of my hair." The boy gruffly responded. He didn't care if he hurt the boy's pride. All first-years were arrogant and- if Paden wanted to put it bluntly- had to be broken down before they could learn anything. He had always been different: If his officer told him to do something, he'd do it immediately. Some of his fellow comrades thought that made him stupid, but he never responded to them. Paden had always been a brick wall, blocking out the sounds of other's voices without issue. If he wanted something from somebody, he'd demand it. Other than that, he had never spoke to the people he trained alongside with in Decro. He was a child then, but he still had the same uncaring expression today that he had back then. From the time he could walk, he was independent.

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With a small, nearly nonexistent smile to accompany his quiet thanks, Lance was about to leave; something possessed him to pause. "How long do we have until we have to be there?" While the exact question wasn't spoken, it was still there; Lance was wondering if Paden was in need of someone to vent to. Although he had just met "the Wraith," the boy seemed more human than a lot of the others Lance had seen here. He realized that he had passed the Entrance Room several times and nearly facepalmed, and then scrunched his nose in memory of the foul odor lingering there. He had begun to think he wouldn't have to smell anything like it ever again. Stupid!


His expression smoothed out again as he pulled his thoughts back to the matter at hand. He was hoping, honestly, that this Paden kid didn't prove to be as bad as the rest. He seemed gruff, but he also seemed bothered; and, judging from the whispers he had heard, the Wraith probably wasn't treated the best either. Lance personally didn't care to involve himself on the matter of the Heartlings, being neutral on whether or not they existed. His image of them, if they were to exist, would be smooth-talking and seemingly innocent, knowing all of the best ways to pull someone into their grasp. Paden, meanwhile, seemed stressed and a bit more of a hot-head.

 

[The Unamed Character]

@Coal[/URL]

 

[Dibbydoo]

( Eeehh?

 

[iiimee]

Paden watched Lance closely. He could see concern written in the boy's face, but he didn't say anything on it. Doing so would mean he lost to this boy. He could practically hear what Lance's eyes were saying. "I only want to help." It was nice of the boy to care, but Paden didn't need it, or at least he didn't admit he did. "It's not how long you have to be there- it's how quickly you can get there before they stop telling first-years where they need to be." Paden raised an eyebrow, almost daring the boy to ask an unnecessary question. He didn't know why, but just because he was being bullied people started to make Paden out to be a saint, or at least those few nice students did. "I'm not either, so just leave me alone." Paden silently tried to will the boy to remove that fascinated look from his eyes and go away. If nobody messed with him, then he could just go over to training like he did everyday. If not... well, whoever decided to distract him would be in massive trouble.

Ooc: @Dibbydoo Hia Also, just want to say this is my first story where Paden is neither an angel or straight. xD I remember in the first story I did with him, he was in love with his sister, who loved this evil guy... Ah, good times!​

 

[Dibbydoo]

( Ooc: I wander where my partner is, and what? O.o @iiimee Incest?

 

[iiimee]

Ooc: HE WAS AWESOME IN THAT ROLEPLAY OK

@Dibbydoo ?! PADEN IS AMAZING, THOUGH I RARELY USE HIM ANYMORE.​

 

[Dibbydoo]

( IM SORRY I DIDNT MEANT TO HURT YOU @iiimee IM SORRY FORGIVE MEH