Fantasy School of Hades

[Kairyn]

Kiyomi's almost-human body morphed into a demon wolf.

Whenever she fall into sleep, Kiyomi would turn into her true form, a demon wolf.

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Spoiler

The red feathers on her neck would sometimes glow a red hue. This signifies that it was producing heat.

The red feathers would sometimes catch on fire and rise to a very high temperature that would burn your finger if you just tapped on it.

Kiyomi will only die if she was in her demon wolf form. If all the long red feathers were to be plucked off or simply burn itself, she loses a part of her life span. Do not worry, there are other red feathers to be grown and once they are fully grown it will add onto her lifespan. Some feather would hold about 1 year of her life span. For example, if there were thirteen long red feathers, she would live 13 more years. Another way for the red feathers to be off is if it burns itself out. A fire would start from the tip and travel its way down, engulfing the whole feather. After a few seconds, the fire would slowly goes out, only to be left of a black feather. Then some time later, the feather would fall off.

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Hecate only now was in the classroom. Nobody'd really noticed her enter at all, and she sat at the seat furthest from everything. Hecate was like her brother Asmod. She didn't really care that she was late, or that she wasn't wearing a school uniform. Her clothes were just fine in her mind. In her pocket was a tardy slip in case they asked her for one, but she didn't take the time to give it herself. Rather, she just stared at the ceiling, tired. Hecate yawned quietly, but probably gave away her presence to the teacher.

 

[DrBones]

Finghorn smiled. "That's better. Everything is much easier when you follow the rules!" She returned to the front of the class, and continued her lecture.


"Now, then... 'Biology' is the study of life and living organisms. If you take a look at the syllabus, you will get a relatively brief idea on what we'll be learning. Since obtaining human textbooks is... rather difficult down here, we will largely be operating on biology as is relevant to demons."


The lesson plans on the syllabus were listed as such:

1. Taxonomy & Classification
   
2. Demonic orders, phyla, families
   
3. Cells, Organelles, & Cellular Respiration
   
4. Magic & ATP
   
5. Evolution
   

Finghorn continued on with her lecture. "There will be a test every week, and two projects for this class. You will be expected to know everything about these topics; I don't want to hear about you merely skimming a chapter because it sounded boring. If you need assistance, please ask me for help. I may not enjoy the company of troublesome students, but I absolutely adore the helpful ones. I believe that will be all for today. Class dismissed!"

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

Asmid yawned, watching whilst students packed up their things to leave. Immediately following the dismissal of the class, Asmod shifted his gaze towards his sibling, a small chuckle escaping his lips. Simply watching her follow in his footsteps made him happy. He simply placed his hand on her head, carefully and gently ruffling the top of her head. "That's my Cat. Just like me."

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

"They never noticed me walk in... I never had to give my tardy slip. Actually, you didn't even notice me walk right by you when you turned out to leave and get yours. I came in just a few seconds after you turned around to leave." Hecate let Asmod keep petting her, as she actually quite liked it. Maybe after all the years of being called cat, she'd become somewhat of a cat for Asmod. "I feel like I've actually become a cat from you calling me Cat... Should I start purring now, since that's what cats do when they're happy to be pet...?"

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

(Gtg guys. Church in the morning.)


Asmod chuckled, shifting his gaze to look at his sibling. "Well. You aren't a cat, I simply call you that. But I wont deny you your right to act as such if you want." Asmod then shrugged, releasing his grip on his sisters head before standing up. After doing so, he yawned, stuffing his hands into his front pockets, grazing his irises over his attire. "So formal."

 

[Mmmischief Banished]

[QUOTE="The Dark Princess]
Asmod grunted within his dreaming state, only to be interrupted by movement in his lap. With a muffled cursed word, Asmod allowed his eyelids to rise, releasing his bloodied crimson hues. Immediately, he exchanged gazes with Mel, who seemed to be blushing. With a raise in positioning regarding the eyebrow of which sat above his right eye socket, he couldn't help but allow a small sheepish grin to portray upon his face and mimick his lips. With a following grunt, he slowly sat up, running his free hand through his clear white strands of hair. "Comfortable Mel?"
Alana looked at her master blankly for a few moments. Clearly he seemed to have no respsect for her whatsoever, but apparently, he did have a sense of care somewhere in there. Watching motionlessly whilst he changed her appearance, her gaze immediately fell down upon the spiked collar of which was forced on her neck, followed by two chains being attached. Gritting her teeth together, she simply shifted her gaze back upwards towards her master's face. Sadly, this was to be who she was stuck with for the duration of the year, and already, she was going to have problems with him.


"Alana de Human?" She didn't quite like the name itself, but the multiple ways for it to be announced amused her. Which all in all, wasn't something anything could do. Upon his offer for her to attend classes with him, she found herself changing in modd. How would he know about her likes? Well of course, he didn't. That would be ridiculous. Shaking her head, she spoke between clentched teeth, choking on her own words that escaped her mouth following her thoughts. "Yes..master."

[/QUOTE]
( continuing from yesterday- Going to class )


-( * )- Duche walked down the halls of the school going to his next class. " Art " . .Yes even in Hell they have art classes. While Duche wasn't good in any form of Art besides thinking of creative ways to torture souls. He liked this class because he enjoyed the art of the other students. They say art tells about someone better than any words could express. Duche walked up to a door covered in a masterpiece designed to look similar to the human knowledge of Hades and how it looks to them, without actually being here. You know for Human's to have never have been here they sure set such high standards for how a place should be. Of Course Lucifer never disappoints not in a million years.


Duche opened the door and glanced around at the few students who also took this class also. .They seemed to stare at him as he walked into the class as the bell rung for it to start. He wasn't too bothered by as he sat down on a stool with a blank canvas infront of him . He looked to Alana and pulled a stool to his right. Most Demons would treat there Humans as slaves yet he continued to show her some sort of respect even with the displeased look upon her face. He did nothing to her besides barely notice she existed while she raged. He wanted her to cool down actually before they actually have a conversation about her life.


The male noticed the Teacher but not as much as he noticed Alana. .He glanced at her a few times as if he wanted to ask something and he did but it just never seemed like the right time.


. . . . .


After awhile she looked alittle calmer so Duche turned to her and spoke in a low whisper as to not be noticed by anyone else in the class-( * )-


" I honestly don't know why you're so uptight about this Slavery thing. .You did sign up for it right?. .Besides . .notice how nice I'm treating you compared to that Mean ol' Director. .or how some of these. . Other Demons would have treated you. . .or killed you. .Also. .call me ' Lord Duche' . .Master makes me sound like I'm going to have sex with you soon and I'm not an Incubus. "

 

[Artorias]

Vanity ignored every pity full word that escaped the teachers mouth, she found no enjoyment in class especially due to the fact she only came here to avoid demon rape. She tapped her fingers on her desk in rhythm well drawing dresses she would have to make in her notebook.


Once algebra ended she headed to her next class she ignored anyone who tried to talk to her on her way they. Once she got there she almost put a gag in the teachers mouth he wouldn't stop yelling instructions. She threw the thought aside and took her seat.


Mel took careful note of everything his teachers said, he didn't have anything better to do anyway. Still every once in i while he would look over to wherever Asmod was and smile in a almost flirtatious manner.


He wanted to kiss Lust again, mabey get into bed with him again. He took of his cap revealing his horns. He began to twirl it on his finger letting time go bye, he hummed a tune the controlled his pen and had it keeping notes still well he played with his hat and thought about Asmod.





Amina hung out with her master, she was pleased her master wasn't crule and was a female she could have got a lot worse. She didn't have to pay attention to what the teacher said but she did anyway taking slight intrest in learning from a demons point of view.


She looked at her master, she new most demons were immortal to age so she wondered how long they were forced to go to school. "Hey master sorry to be a bother but I'm just wondering how long are demons stuck in school." She hoped it was longer then twenty years that way she couldn't get transferred to a mean master.


 

The Hell House

Dorms work like this we all live together in one house with multiple bedrooms ( 2 to a room ) here are the pictures of all the other non bedroom rooms in the house. This will also be posted in overview.

Living room 1:

Living room 2:

Kitchen:

Dining room:

Library:

Gym:

Pool:

Spa room 1 hot tub:

Spa room 2 steam room:

Welcome to youre new home :-)

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[Scythe Meister]

Alistair sat down on the chair in the Hell House with Pretty and Blitz on his lap. Ever since he'd arrived at the Academy, he hadn't met very much people. Pretty meowed softly, trying to get the Demon's attention. "What's wrong, love?" He asked her and she meowed again. "Milk? Of course." He got up and headed towards the kitchen, pulling out two bowls and a carton of milk. Alistair wondered to himself how Hell got its milk. After pouring it into the bowls, he brought them back to the living room and placed it on the floor for Pretty and Blitz. "There ya go." He said and smiled.

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

Alana sighed, settling herself to sit on the stool located beside her master. She scanned the room with questioning irises for a few moments before having her train of thought interrupted by a question, or as she would call, a statement from her master. "Hm? You think I signed up? Wonderful." Alan rolled her irises, shifting her positioning on the stool. She crossed her legs at her ankles, being sure not to let anything under her skirt be seen. "Lord Duche....alright." Alana collected her thoughts for a few moments before continuing to speak. "I see that, and I thank you. I suppose I can be a bit...nicer?"

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Hecate had, while Asmod was yawning, pulled out a spare set of Asmod's usual clothes that he was wearing before being told to change by the teacher. Where and how she got it was a mystery, and where she had it hidden this whole time, the world may never know. All that was known was that she was holding on to it for her brother to put on instead of the formal stuff, and was giving it to him now. "Too formal for me... It makes me want to blush looking at you while you're so formal-looking... Just to let you know, that was a compliment."

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

Asmod couldn't help but be proud of his sibling. She knew him all too well. He took hold of the said change of clothing, examining her choice of carry-on for a few seconds before nodding in approval. "I wonder what I would do without you." Asmod shook his head, placing his free hand on top of his sisters head, steering her towards the exit. "Come along. Algebra is next on our...list."

 

[Scythe Meister]

Alistair left Pretty in his dorm room and brought Blitz with him to his first class. Blitz was a lot more social while Pretty was shy and resorted to scratching anyone that got near her. She was incredibly protective of Alistair, not that Blitz wasn't, and was easy to anger. "Come on, love. First class is..." He glanced down at the sheet in his hands and sighed. "Algebra. Oh, what fun." He said with fake enthusiasm.


((Wow, everyone has slaves... Now I want one))

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

(There's two left, so pick one of the two)

 

[Kiyoko Tomoe]

Hecate gladly followed Asmod. She seemed a little bit like a puppet following their puppet master, but that's because Hecate was so willing to follow Asmod anywhere. "Did I do something good enough for a kiss...?" Hecate looked up at Asmod, with her lips clearly ready to be kissed, though haven't puckered up or anything yet. Hecate had, at some point, wrapped one arm around Asmod in a hugging way, which actually made walking easier for the currently half asleep Hecate, and it was only now clear she was half asleep the entire time because of her tired-looking eyes.


 
(Pick my two chars to be your slaves.)

 

[Scythe Meister]

Alistair was lost. Completely lost. He'd always had an incredibly bad sense of direction and this giant maze/contraption that called itself a school was no helping. Blitz meowed in his arms and he rubbed under his ears. "It'll be alright, love. We'll get there sooner or later." He caught sight of another person walking through the halls. Someone who looked almost teacher-like and let out a happy sigh of relief. "Excuse me!" He called out, teleporting in front of him and a young girl. "Can you direct me to..." He glanced at his schedule one last time. "The algebra classroom?" He asked.


@UltraYuseke


((How exactly do I go about doing this?))

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

Amod chuckled, carefully allowing his sister room to place her arm around him. He considered her question for a few moments before slowly nodding his head. "You have. But later." He was then interrupted by the appearance of what seemed to be a new kid with a cat. "We're headed there. So go away."

 

[Mmmischief Banished]

-( * )- As Alana de Human agreed to everything, Duche scaled the room once more. He felt like. . .someone was staring at them. .and he was right. .Duche didn't stare back he just continued to scan the room as if he never noticed them and continued on with the class. He wasn't too good at painting. .it wasn't his art form as previously stated. Duche picked up a small paint brush and dipped the tip of it ever so lightly into a container holding Human blood as red paint. He then started to stroke onto the canvas. As he did he sent a mental message to Alana through the collar he attached to her. .It allowed him to basically communicate telepathically but that was it's extent. If he wanted to read her mind he would have but it's He liked it better when people tell him things of their own free will. He basically said " I know you can here me. .Do not look to startled. ". .He glanced over at her from the corner of his eyes for a second to notice if she " got the message. " Duche continued to paint as he dipped brush in a container of water and then into a container of yellow blood. .it was the blood of a Witch this time. . As he started to paint again he spoke once more " You see that Troll infront of you to your right. ." If she looked she would have caught the veiw of a grey being with a slim build and with a height of about 5'6 from the looks of it. He was wearing goggles with yellow lens in them and black wild hair. The Troll glanced back showing black eyes similar to that of a black hole and small horns sticking up from his head. the Troll was wearing a black sweater and blue jeans with beat up old grey shoes that use to be white. Once seeing that he has been spotted he then continued to look forward and paint.


Duche glanced at Alana from the corner of his eyes once more and stopped painting as he sat the brush down and stood up. .It was the end of the class. The male spoke in a low tone of voice just so Alana could hear him. ." That troll has been staring at us the entire class. .I want to ask him a few questions and He's probably going to follow us back to my dorm room." Duche started walking out of the class room heading to his room.-( * )-


@The Dark Princess

 

[Scythe Meister]

Alistair pouted and he could feel Blitz' hackles rising. Really. Him and Pretty should be guard dogs, not cats. "That's not very nice." He commented and followed behind the girl and guy. Alistair's personality made it hard for him to give things up easily. "I've done nothing to warrant such rude behavior." Blitz hissed in his arms but Alistair quickly soothed him with a soft touch to his head. "Quiet, love." He told him.


@The Dark Princess

 

[Kairyn]

Kiyomi subconsciously turns back to humanoid body.

Kiyomi sat up, not having much memories of what Asmod have done to her.

Kiyomi let out a yawn, her left hand slightly over her mouth. She rubbed her eyes a few times. She then curled her tail onto her lap, stroking it a few times. Kiyomi got off the bed, her stomach urging her on to eat. Kiyomi descended down the stairs. She dragged her feet towards the kitchen.

Kiyomi then opened up the refrigerator, mumbling a few words. She stretched her arm, her hand clasping around a carton of milk. She closed the refrigerator, placing the milk on the table. She retrieved a cup and placed it next to the milk. Kiyomi screwed off the cap and lifted the milk, tilting it so th emilk inside pours into the glass cup. She opened up the refrigerator once again, putting back the carton of milk. Kiyomi sat on the clear chairs, lifting up the cup of milk and drinking it.​

 

[Mashiro Shiina]

Ryan Parker


Ryan yawned, lugging his briefcase into the classroom. First day of teaching in hell. Wasn't that something? Chuckling to himself, Ryan slowly raised the briefcase, and allowed it to land back on the table. "Wonder when the students will get here..." Ryan mumbled to himself whilst time passed by, only to be interrupted by the entrance of a single student, of which seemed to be taking notes of nothing. To Ryan, the kid seemed a bit, slow in the head to be writing down nothing. Or maybe he was drawing? Regardless, Ryan was entirely too focused on the child's appearance. It seemed as though he was incredibly young, looking more like a ten year old than a teen. Shrugging his shoulders, Ryan settled himself into his rolling chair, propping his feet up on top of the desk, just beside his briefcase. "Welcome children. To your first day at school in hell."





Alana





Alana sat in silence, doing just as he said. Her gaze slowly trailed towards the stool sitting a few feet in front of her, a small hint of curiosity hitting her eyes. For a few moments, she giggled mentally, before shaking her head to regain her composure. In doing so, she blew her breath, the one thing she decided to do to signal her understanding. Soon after, she stood up from her seated position, just as the class was being dismissed. "The entire class...wonderful." Alan simply followed behind him to his resting place, herself clasping her hands together and placing them at her front. She no longer had much of a problem with being a slave. Apparently she was lucky to have Lord Duche for a master. With a small roll of her irises, she continued to follow in suit, occasionally glancing behind herself out of the corner of her eye.

 

[Scythe Meister]

Pretty didn't like being separated from Alistair so she was thankful that he's been kind enough to leave the dorm room open just enough for her to slip out and wander around the Hell House. Pretty noticed a humanoid girl in the kitchen and bounded over to her, eyeing the milk. She meowed and sat back, hoping to be noticed.


@Misakichan

 

[Kairyn]

Kiyomi glanced Pretty. Kiyomi lowered her milk onto the table.

She let out a growl towards the cat. She didn't really like or dislike cats. But just seeing them being scared or seeing them suffer puts a smile to her face and amuses her. This goes for all beings. She being quite sadistic.​

 

[Scythe Meister]

Pretty barely flinched though she was a bit upset. The small white kitten stood up and jumped onto the counter, agile as ever. Pretty hissed at the girl and lowered her head in a threatening manner. Though she was still a kitten, Pretty's claws were quite vicious. Alistair liked to keep them filed to sharpened perfection.

 

[Kairyn]

Kiyomi knitted her eyebrows together. She then raised an eyebrow, letting out a chuckle.

This little kitten was very small compared to Kiyomi. Kiyomi picked up Pretty by the scruff her neck, an instinct that most animals do whenever they want to put a young one somewhere else. Though, instead of using her mouth, which would be very disgusting to her, she used her hand. Kiyomi picked up Pretty and placed her on the floor, sighing.​

@ScytheMeister7