Realistic or Modern Winslow Academy for the Gifted

[EricSings]

Dorm Room | @Chibii

"Electrokinesis? How... electrifying," Myra spoke, a light chuckle escaping her lips, "I don't mean to laugh, at all. That's wonderful." The young woman was opening her luggage, taking this time to hang her clothing and refold certain pants and shorts, placing them in the dresser near her bed. She was moving rather quickly, hoping to unpack her bags in record time. As one suitcase was now empty, she grabbed it before sliding it under her new bed. Pushing strands of brown hair behind her ear, Myra walked closer to Albany. "I can create certain weapons through psychic energy." She stood proud, looking into Albany's eyes as she continued to talk about herself. Her powers. It still felt strangely different. "I can also do this..."


Myra shifted her weight before turning completely, focusing her energy on her last bag of luggage. She grinned softly, raising her right arm and flicking her wrist gently, the zipper coming undone. "Kind of neat, no," she looked down at Albany who was still sitting at her new desk, "I could kind of unpack all of my clothes and belongings this way, to be honest."


After displaying some of her favorite jewelry and organizing her small make-up collection on her desk, Myra was eager to explore Winslow. She looked at the screen of Alban'y laptop, almost certain she wouldn't really mind. "What game is that," she asked, tilting her head slightly, "but more importantly, would you like to walk around Winslow with me?" Realizing how straightforward she was being, Myra stepped backwards, looking out the window. "Excuse me. I am not used to sharing a room like this. You are free to do your thing."

 

[call me rae]

Kate Standford • Raymond Chandler

Kate gave a happy clap at Lilith’s demonstration, as if it were a performance in drawing room, and even Raymond gave an impressed whistle. Lilith certainly seemed to have her powers well in hand, and both of the twins were blown away.


“Such a lovely use of your power, truly just like a magician’s trick. Oh you would have been quite a dinner in my time. Well perhaps not to the more , er, strict houses but I never much liked them anyway. So many rules to remember and the people acted as if it were a cardinal sin to enjoy oneself. You hardly ever saw that sort of nonsense with the Winslows though.”


Kate said reminiscing on the various members of the Winslow family she had met over the last hundred years, or several months, depending on how you you calculated the time.


Raymond on the other hand had leaned forward in delight at the mention of alternate dimensions. That was his particular area of interest and he relished the chance to geek out with someone other than Kate or the ladies back home.


“An alternate dimension? Is it a parallel world do you think or another realm of reality all together? Could you travel to the shadow place? Does anything live there? Have you ever tried to communicate with the other side? “


He said his voice rising in excitement as he asked his questions in a rapid sequence barely pausing to breathe.


Kate gave him an indulgent sigh and lightly tapped his elbow,


“Do breathe Raymond, I’m sure Lilith will be happy to answer your questions as soon as you give her a moment.”


She said in a fond exasperation.

company || lilith •• location || maze •• tag || @Eunoia

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[call me rae]

Chonsie Bennedict ♣ Pixie

Chonsie watched with her eyebrows raised as the Miss ‘Tude proceeded to burn letters into the wall and remove the lower bunk/futon thing from her half of the room. Chonsie wasn’t exactly sure what the thing beneath the other girls bed had been meant for, if it was supposed to serve as additional seating with the beanbags or if it was in case there was ever a third roommate needed to fill the space. Whatever it had been originally intended for the other girl easily burnt it off the metal and then tossed it out their open window with enough force to land in a nearby bush.


It was all done with a kind of nonchalance that left the green skinned pixie flabbergasted. At least for a few beats before she burst into howls of delight, laughing so hard that tears streamed down her cheeks and her chest heaved. She was attempting to gather her breathe long enough to answer Miss ‘Tudes question when there wa a flapping of wings and a clear voice saying..


“No throwing things out the window please.”


The winged mutant Angel said as they fluttered past aiming for the bush. Not wanting to listen to inevitable lecture Chonsie fluttered over to the window and attempted to call out,


“S-sorry about t-hat, it’s m-my luggage. The dust wore off, I’ll go get it in a minute.”


She said stuttering slightly with her remaining giggles.


The other mutant tilted her head and hovered awkwardly in the air.


“Alright just remember to mind the windows, we have a lot of people moving around the campus and I don’t want any accidents.”


Chonsie gave a weak thumbs ups up and the other girl fluttered away, although she did give a parting word of advice,


“Next time just put a sticky note rather than burning the walls okay.”


Well so much for pretending they knew nothing about the missing bunk.


Chonsie pulled a face,


“Well someone sure is nosey, but hey whatever we’ll just say it was an accident your powers went haywire or whatever. I do it all the time with my pixie dust, make things float all over the place like a scene from a haunted house.”


She said waving her hand at the possibility of getting in trouble.


“BTW that was the shit, girl you are insane but I love it. How do you make those fires come out of your fingers? It’s the coolest thing. Me I do pixie dust and a shield. Um well like my luggage but way more awesome, it’s kind of too cramped in here for you to get a good look. But I’ll show you at dinner.”


Chonsie said puffing up a little at the chance to show off her own awesomeosity.

company || jade •• location || dorm room •• tag ||

@karmaa
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[rambler]

Throwing her bags haphazardly on her respective bed, Lilou followed them as she crashed down among the clean sheets, making them go up in a messy heap. Smiling crookedly at her new roommate's comment on her hair, she chimed in cheerfully while giving the Vulcan salute, as was customary of the girl, "Marilyn? That's pretty... The name's Lilura, but you can call me Lilou."


Looking around the room and ogling at it, rethinking the idea of hanging up some movie posters (of bad retro films, obviously) to give it more color and life, Lilou took some time to reply to Marilyn's next comment, which she did absentmindedly, of course. "Causing public disturbance, not complying to authorities, blowing things up, being generally badass - that's why they put me 'behind bars'. Can't handle all this!" she grinned a little whilst pointing a thumb at herself in pride. "Truth be told..." the girl proceeded with a faint smile after a moment "my power's not that cool. Heh, I can just see the future and past. Quite un-epic if you ask me, but it has it's benefits. Like, for example" and Lilou put her fingers up to her temples, making a strained expression meant to show that she was supposedly utilizing her skill, though it just came off as awkward "I can see... I can see... that the two of us are going to get along just fine."


"And you?" Lilou spoke up again after a moment of silence, as she stared on at Marilyn's makeup kits, not managing to wrap up around her head what any of those products did, "What is your crime against mainstream society?"

LOCATION - Winslow Academy, Girls' Dormitories | INTERACTIONS - Marilyn Elizabeth Thatcher (@Eunoia) | MENTIONS - x

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[rambler]

A cloud of smoke formed around the boy's head as it flowed out past his dry lips. He was quick to take another draw from his cigarette, however, his lungs once again becoming filled with that sweet scent he had been addicted to for years. Monty was leaning against a chill stone wall outside his new school, which relieved him from the heat of this particular day, zoning out as he pushed away the noise coming from his new schoolmates and that man - Winslow, the headmaster. He simply couldn't get himself to care. After all, it was not even his choice to come here in the first place. This whole enrollment and acceptance process had been initiated by his father for what Monty's old man swore to be pure purposes, yet Monty knew better - in his eyes, that man was simply trying to get him off his hands. He was a freak after all - the closest thing to a zombie in real life, as ridiculous as that sounds.


Truthfully, his father had attempted to give his son a sentimental hug in the car once the two had reached the academy, yet Monty had refused. How could he accept anything from that guy? An expression of sorrow and guilt on his face, the father had murmured "I am sorry...". "And you should be" the voice of the other man had come right back at him, filled with determination as he exited the vehicle and shut the door behind him harshly. Monty wanted to get away as soon as possible, even overlooking his dad's last words to him before the two separated: "Stay safe!"


He was safe alright! And not thanks to his parent, anyway - Monty could never be in danger, that was the essence of his gift. Brooding on this matter, the boy had ignored to notice that his cigarette had extinguished. By the time he came to his senses, its ember had completely gone down and thus he swore under his breath, reaching in his pocket to grab yet another one of those cancer sticks disguised as relievers. However, something cold and metallic brushed against his fingers instead. It was a rather sharp object, hence made a small cut on the tender skin of its owner. Pulling it out of his coat, Monty put it up to the light of the fleeting summer's sun and examined this possession, despite knowing it all too well already - every curve and ornate detail was engraved in his mind. It was a silver locket with a wonderfully decorated corpus, thought its contents were more beautiful than the outside. After all, it served the purpose of protecting within itself a photo of Monty's mother during her prime, her youth. Despite this being so close to him, Monty had forgotten what this photograph even looked like. After all, he could not allow for himself to be observed by her eyes, even through a mere picture or video. Clutching the locket and feeling its coldness, he returned it to his pocket and then gazed down at the finger it's edge had injured - no blood, not even a scar. Typical...


By the time this all took place, the uninteresting to Monty speech had come to an end and he found himself all alone in front of the main school building. Looking through the handbook and map of the grounds, the boy decided to head for the dorms immediately, not interesting in whatever the others were up to. Dragging his heavy @Eunoia) | MENTIONS - x[/center]

 

[eclipsa]

location: tree > dorms | with: Marilyn and Benjamin | tag: @EricSings
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After watching the speech, the two siblings walked together to where the dorms were. They walked slowly, as they were taking in all of the scenery. They were surrounded by truly beautiful things, and it made him smile. He'd never been in such a beautiful place. Helen's place was lovely, but it was nothing like this. Ten acres of amazing landscaping.

"See you, lil sis." Maddox smiled at the girl. The yang to his yin. She kept him balanced and he did the same for her. They were good for each other. Their powers balanced each other out. Which was good. He took a minute before entering the dorms, it was truly beautiful here.


He walked in to find his dorm. Upon eventually finding it, he also found a young man standing outside the door. "Hey man, enjoying that door?" He joked, moving past him gently to get into the room. "You my roommate?" He asked, throwing his stuff onto a bed and looking the room over. He wondered how Marilyn would work with this kind of room. She liked having space.

 

[eclipsa]

location: garden | with: Raymond and Kate | tag: @readingraebow
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Lilith smiled at their enthusiasm. "Well, that's the fun part of my power. The other parts are a little different. Less parlor trick, more tactically focused." She looked at Raymond. He had never been particularly enthusiastic about her, so she was a little surprised by it. Then again, he was able to see alternate dimensions.


She thought about all of his questions for a minute. "I've been there," she started. Every time she used umbrakinetic transportation, she went through this place. "It's really hard to describe it. It's just black. Total darkness. I don't think anyone lives there, I don't think it's physically possible to live there."


Lilith was a girl of little to no fear. She'd killed without blinking an eye. She'd stared death in the face and spat at it. But the source of her darkness was a little chilling, even to her. Nothing should be that dark. Something about it seemed unnatural, beyond the obvious. "But, it's a great closet, actually. I can store things there." That was one of her other favorite parts of her powers. She failed to mention the feeling she got when she was there. The feeling like she wasn't alone. Whatever was there wasn't human or even close to being human. It was something beyond her comprehension. Perhaps that's what scared her. After all, she definitely wasn't afraid of the dark.

 

[EricSings]

Breaking away from his own little world, Benjamin opened his eyes to see a man with long, dark brown hair walk into the dorm room. A grin painted his face. He stepped inside as well, leaving the door open slightly to let fresh air inside. Placing his bags on the spare bed, he then drew back the teal colored curtains. Light flooded their room, Benjamin turning to introduce himself to the handsome man.


"I'm Benjamin. Yes, it looks like we are!" He nodded his head gently before unpacking. After his clothes were arranged, he plugged his iPod in to charge by his bed. It was silent for a moment, and Benjamin was anxious to see more of Winslow.


"Maybe want to check out Winslow with me?"


@Eunoia

 

[eclipsa]

Marilyn smiled a little. She knew she wouldn't hurt anyone here, and that made her feel at ease with others. "Pleased to meet ya, Lilou." She decided to finish unpacking later, suddenly tired. Probably because she hadn't slept much the night before. Marilyn was rarely excited. She fluffed her hair, "cool. You can tell me what I'm going to wear the night before." She joked with a grin.


She thought about the other question. "Murder." She said, deadpan. Following a dramatic pause she expanded. "Accidental of course." She smiled, her roomie didn't need to know the details or if it was a joke. Not yet.


"Nether manipulation is what my Mom calls it," she explained. "Fancy words to explain my unique ability to cause death and despair. I'm pretty handy at necromancy too, which is fun if you ever wanna ruin a funeral." She smirked. She'd done it before. Never told anyone, really. They wouldn't understand. Sometimes she needed others to suffer, it made her feel better.


@HornedGhost

 

[SyncopatedRhythm]

Tavor grumbled to himself, he hadn't been all too fussed for coming to this place anyway, and here he was anyway. Listening to some guy waffle on about something with the school. That some guy specifically being the headmaster, not that Tavor was overly bothered about that fact. Instead just playing with water between his fingers, giving a heavy sigh of distaste. Only finally looking up when they were dismissed, and being one of the first to leave, walking swiftly in the direction of the dormitories. Seeing where he was supposed to go on the roster before heading in the direction of his own dormitory. Seeing that his room-mate had not yet arrived by that point, and claiming the bed furthest from the window, setting his suitcase out and starting to put things away.


Once he had completed that rather mundane task, he actually began to look around, judging the room for what it was, and wondering when his room-mate intended to arrive. Not that he was overly fussed, but he preferred it if people actually did what was said on the tin. Returning to his normal method of entertaining himself by playing with water, already faffing around, knowing that there would likely be someone in the room next door to him at some point, and choosing to play somewhat of a prank. Running some water within their room, soaking their bed. That would be entertaining when someone went in there.