Coldpopz
Smooth Subtlety
THE SCHOOL ON THE HILL
Welcome to Solomon Island, Maine, home to 2,000 people who live off of fishing, small business, and the prestigious academy that sits atop Cherry Hill. Oh, and it's also plagued by ghostly fogs at night, howls coming from the mountain and its coal mines, as well as a slew of people who went missing in the twisted forests. That's not even getting into the teenage witches who attend the academy! Oops- did I just say that aloud?
Hello there, ghouls and fans of everything spooky!
This rp is tailored around "The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina," but with quite a few twists and additions. We'll use irl occult concepts (nothing too frightening I assure you) and mix in creatures and magic from your favorite mythologies, games, shows, and so on! Make no mistake, though. Though there is much horror to be had, this is just as much of a wholesome and vivacious setting.
Do you often feel lost in rps? Worry not! This is a coming-of-age story whose journey is structured in a small group adventure. We currently have 4 solid protagonists and at the most, there's room for another 1 or 2. So the Briar Institute of Forgone Arts is accepting new students, but as you can imagine, the standards are stiff. Especially since this is a story and deeply character oriented rp with literate rpers, please slip an example of your writing if you wish to join. It should match the length of my example as a minimum (It doesn't have to match my exact style though, and it can be about whatever you want as long as it's relevant). Other nonessential roles such as adult witches/warlocks, parents, faculty, or townspeople are also welcome and have no limit!
A cool wind slipped through Jenny's hair as she made her way through the winding road home. Kisses of snow settled on her jacket and walnut hair, only to melt at the candle that was her warmth. The trees through shadows against each other, their leaves acting as intangible fingers, but her teeth chattering was the only sound that pierced the night's stormy veil. "You just had to procrastinate that paper for two weeks," she muttered. "I'm the first girl in school history to stay at the library till-"
Suddenly, a shuffle in the thicket. The girl stopped, peering over the nearby bushes and through the trees with her eyebrows lifted. Nothing. After a moment, she pulled up her hood and went on her way. This time, she dared not breathe a single word, and the forest paused as it watched her.
...-
A snag in a nearby branch. . Run. Jenny took off sprinting, unsure if she was just being paranoid but not really caring. One foot propelled her after the next as the winds scratched her face in the bitter cold. Run, run was all she could think.
She looked back. The tip of her shoe caught a crack in the asphalt and Jenny tumbled to the ground.
Blood marked the street with an imperceptible brushstroke, her palm cut open by its sandpaper-like texture. The brunette clenched her jaw for a moment, then released a pained moan. Dirt and flakes of rock had embedded themselves in the wound, but her ears still pounded with the drum of her heart. Once again, she turned to see what was chasing her, or rather, what wasn't. Nothing. It was fine, everything was okay. Milky wisps spilled from her breath in a relieved sigh, her eyes shutting and her chest slowing.
When she opened them again, something stared at her. A tall shadow with twig-like limbs and a waist as narrow as a praying mantis.
Jenny's eyes widened as she shoved off her backpack and let her legs carry her faster than they ever had. Deep crunches surrounded her from the brush on both sides, punctuated by thuds akin to horses' hooves. Her mouth stretched one final time- and a dark shape whisked her away. The echo of her terrified yell was the only hint that Jenny ever existed. Within seconds, that too was gone.
Suddenly, a shuffle in the thicket. The girl stopped, peering over the nearby bushes and through the trees with her eyebrows lifted. Nothing. After a moment, she pulled up her hood and went on her way. This time, she dared not breathe a single word, and the forest paused as it watched her.
...-
A snag in a nearby branch. . Run. Jenny took off sprinting, unsure if she was just being paranoid but not really caring. One foot propelled her after the next as the winds scratched her face in the bitter cold. Run, run was all she could think.
She looked back. The tip of her shoe caught a crack in the asphalt and Jenny tumbled to the ground.
Blood marked the street with an imperceptible brushstroke, her palm cut open by its sandpaper-like texture. The brunette clenched her jaw for a moment, then released a pained moan. Dirt and flakes of rock had embedded themselves in the wound, but her ears still pounded with the drum of her heart. Once again, she turned to see what was chasing her, or rather, what wasn't. Nothing. It was fine, everything was okay. Milky wisps spilled from her breath in a relieved sigh, her eyes shutting and her chest slowing.
When she opened them again, something stared at her. A tall shadow with twig-like limbs and a waist as narrow as a praying mantis.
Jenny's eyes widened as she shoved off her backpack and let her legs carry her faster than they ever had. Deep crunches surrounded her from the brush on both sides, punctuated by thuds akin to horses' hooves. Her mouth stretched one final time- and a dark shape whisked her away. The echo of her terrified yell was the only hint that Jenny ever existed. Within seconds, that too was gone.
You will learn many items in the Briar Institute of Forgone Arts, including demonology, occultism, chaos magick, curses, and hexes to name a few, but there are three main sources, or "spheres" of energy to draw from. That is not to say that these are the only sources, but they are the most prominent thus far.
Celestial - This sphere refers to the energies of goodness and life that is derived from benevolent gods and spirits, chief among them being Jehovah (at least for the moment). It is best suited for healing, casting out the wicked, preserving life, and destroying evil. Those who devote themselves to this sphere, such as fairies or nymphs, experience tranquility, live longer lives, and retain their beauty long after everything else turns ugly. Since this type of magick relies on calling metaphysical entities for assistance, it will not work for anyone who these entities do not deem worthy.
Hellish - This sphere is one of destruction, mayhem, and evil, led by the Dark Lord Satan and his archdemons. Devotees often lead chaotic and tragic lives, yet are blissfully ignorant due to the manipulation that is inherent with this source. Even if they become aware, their addiction to power usually proves to be a pit they've fallen too deep in and it will override their more sensible judgments. Physically, those who are gifted with Hellish power retain their youth, similar to those in the Celestial sphere, but they will age and rot rapidly when it is taken away. As well, their souls are bound to Hell. However, this type of magick does not necessarily need entities to transmit its energy and there is no predisposed requirement to siphon its power.
Anima - This sphere is the natural one; the universe we live in and is thus the most immediate sphere, everpresent and all around us. It does not favor destruction nor creation, but rather the simple act of being, encompassing concepts such as the astral plane and is the base element for souls. Because of this, it is also the most versatile type of magick but is vulnerable to the flames of the Hellish sphere. While there are many nature-oriented entities that reside here, Gaia is the most accessible and most powerful by sheer proximity. Next would be lesser nature gods, and then entities that Wiccans commonly refer to as "Elementals." It is extremely difficult to invoke the attention of gods and Gaia (unlike archdemons and Satan), so Elementals are the spirits that are most often called upon to make anima work in rituals. Since anima is present in everything though, including living beings, there are an almost unlimited number of ways to draw power from this sphere.
Celestial - This sphere refers to the energies of goodness and life that is derived from benevolent gods and spirits, chief among them being Jehovah (at least for the moment). It is best suited for healing, casting out the wicked, preserving life, and destroying evil. Those who devote themselves to this sphere, such as fairies or nymphs, experience tranquility, live longer lives, and retain their beauty long after everything else turns ugly. Since this type of magick relies on calling metaphysical entities for assistance, it will not work for anyone who these entities do not deem worthy.
Hellish - This sphere is one of destruction, mayhem, and evil, led by the Dark Lord Satan and his archdemons. Devotees often lead chaotic and tragic lives, yet are blissfully ignorant due to the manipulation that is inherent with this source. Even if they become aware, their addiction to power usually proves to be a pit they've fallen too deep in and it will override their more sensible judgments. Physically, those who are gifted with Hellish power retain their youth, similar to those in the Celestial sphere, but they will age and rot rapidly when it is taken away. As well, their souls are bound to Hell. However, this type of magick does not necessarily need entities to transmit its energy and there is no predisposed requirement to siphon its power.
Anima - This sphere is the natural one; the universe we live in and is thus the most immediate sphere, everpresent and all around us. It does not favor destruction nor creation, but rather the simple act of being, encompassing concepts such as the astral plane and is the base element for souls. Because of this, it is also the most versatile type of magick but is vulnerable to the flames of the Hellish sphere. While there are many nature-oriented entities that reside here, Gaia is the most accessible and most powerful by sheer proximity. Next would be lesser nature gods, and then entities that Wiccans commonly refer to as "Elementals." It is extremely difficult to invoke the attention of gods and Gaia (unlike archdemons and Satan), so Elementals are the spirits that are most often called upon to make anima work in rituals. Since anima is present in everything though, including living beings, there are an almost unlimited number of ways to draw power from this sphere.
Note: This is not a regular high school theme rp. The school is a backdrop to the personalized story of the protagonists, a rather mature story that branches out far past the Institute; we are not focused on clinging to the childishness of teenage years or the typical cliques, judgmental people, etc. Those things are inherently present as elements of the setting, but understand that it is not the point.
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