Academy Of The Arcane Artes [Roleplay]

Creative Section Roleplay
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[b]Rules

*Please refrain from any form of ‘‘godmod’’. (No Gary - Oaks or Mary - Sues!)
*Do not use any vulgar language and do not speak rudely to another.
*The word “Hell” can be used in this RP when talking about the location, otherwise we have a problem.
*If you curse, I’ll let you slide unless it becomes an issue.
*Respect all fellow Roleplays and all of their users. In other words; simply do not troll.
*Criticism is allowed; refrain from being harsh.
*Please keep it PG-13 at the most.
*Relationships are allowed, they are not recommended.

  • Violence/Gore is allowed; keep it at an extent though people, please!
    *Abide by all the rules that are generally posted on the PMU Site.
    *Enjoy yourself![/b]

Cast List -

Pokefriends - Kemerd Simon Archgunner - Male - Hybrid Dragon - Dragon Rider - Dual Swords - Dragon
Enra - Cozuka Hishroni - Half Human / Half Elf - Male - Assassin - Short Dual Swords
Cynder - Seth D. Valkyrie (“Raizo”) - Half Human / Witch - Male - Dark Cleric - A scythe - Blu
Birdramon157 - Chris Howard - Male - Human - Dragoon - Spears/Lances - None
JDTT - Isaac Howard - Male - Human - Paladin - Sword and Shield - None
Kibo No Tamashi - Kibo No Tamashi - Male - Demon / Angel - Mage - Magic / Sword - Black wolf
Cynder - Zane J. Harrison - Male - Human - Assassin - Bow and Arrows - None
Agunimon - Riku F. Grants - Female - Human - Gunner - Twin Pistols - Yuu
ScalesTheLugia - Azuma Mamajakamon - Male - Human - Summoner - Staff - None
Temokun - Emilia Wiseborn - Female - Angel - Gunner - Twin Pistols - Stephania
Supervioshi2 - Mathias Drake - Male - Human - Warrior - Keyblade - Flint
Ribbon - Trinity Neko Platinum - Female - Neko (Cat/Human) - Archer - Bow/Arrows - Chester
Freelance - Maurice Sinclaire - Male - Mixed Species - ShadeShifter - Sicloak - A black slime
EchoWish - Ivy Bloodshed - Female - Grovyle - Assassin - Daggers / Moves - Nightwing
Onetruesoul - Metalphyicus Koro Ranseer - Male - Dragon Creature - Mage/Assassin - Claws/Light Aurita
Goldy - Karina - Female - Samurai - Neko Girl - Katana - A baby phoenix
Goldy - Niege - Female - Hunter - Unknown / Neko Girl - Bow / Arrows - A baby phoenix
ReturnofRalin - Ralin N - Male - Bard - Human - Lute - None
Cynder - April “Ace” Ballavier - Human - Mage - Spellbook / Magic / Dual Guns - None
ScalesTheLugia - Otome Yangagina - Human - Mage - Surgery Knives/ Small Staff -None
Cynder - Cecilia - Female - Elf - Archer - Bow / Arrow - None
Luli - Merri Xue - Female - Anthro Griffin - Alchemist - Green Pot / Bombs - None
Ino - Scarlett DeFaust - Female - Angel - Gunner - Dual Guns / Macro Uzi - A ferret
Cynder - Lupus Wolfe - Male - Lycan - Fighter - Gauntlets - None
Sapphy128 - Maia “Pandora” Asagiri - Female - Demon - Gunner / Dragon Rider - Dragons / Guns - Onyx
Zepherus - Claude Goldblood - Male - Human - Summoner - Scythe - Black Cat

If you have a teacher character and want to make them part of storyline, let me know!

Roommates (Make your requests!) -

Females -
Group One - Remii Kuran and Engeli Reselia
Group Two - Trinity Neko Platinum and Riku F. Grants

Males -

Group One - Seth D. Valkyrie and Azuma Mamajakamon
Group Two - Chris Howard and Isaac Howard
Group Three -

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Kemerd flickered his unexcited eyelids open, examining his ceiling with great interest. He sat there for a moment, looked around, and admiring the things on his wall. Kemerd’s eye’s settled on an old photo that sat on his dresser. Master… He thought, as a flood of old memories came back. Kemerd shook his head. Now’s not the time for that, now is time for school. Make choices, and never look back. Keep moving forward.

Kemerd hungrily got off his bed, practically crawling to his dresser, and hearing a creak from his door, he looked at it with great tension. All he saw was a light blue. Draco. He thought, as the presence leapt towards him, hitting the young man square in his face. Kemerd grabbed the thing off his face, and set him down, a huge grin on his face. Hiya Kemerd. It said, giving off the faint sense of happiness. If dragons could smile, he would be grinning. What’s up. Kemerd said back, replying to the telepathy. Nothing. Came his reply. Kemerd frowned. I have to change, so get out, alright? Kemerd said. Fine… Draco replied, kinda sad. He exited the room with a sense of displeasure. Kemerd slipped on his jeans, and then put on a shirt, and paired it with his jacket, which he slipped a gun into, from the top of his dresser. He looked at his dual swords, admiring the magic steel. It always stayed sharp, and it never faded or broke. Never even got chipped. Kemerd smiled and scooped them up, placing them in their sheaths he had sown into his jeans. Kemerd then went to the fridge, and then threw Draco a piece of meat, which was caught in mid-air. Draco was cool like that. Then Kemerd preceded to eat cereal, and run out the door, towards his school.

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Coza shuffled beneath his covers, squirming at the repetitive sound of his aggravating alarm, it sat there constantly droning his ears with hurtful annoying rings and tones.

“Enough!” His anger had gotten the better of him as he swiped the covers of his back and the alarm clock off the side table all in one quick move, the alarm clock smashing against the wall and dropping down onto the soft cream carpeted flooring. He crawled over, his back hunched, letting out a small sigh and rubbing his eyes.

“School…huh?” he said softly under his breath. “S’pose it can’t be that bad…” he said reluctantly, walking slowly to his bathroom, turning the tap on and gathering a full scoop of water in his unison cuffed hands and slapping it on his face, refreshing what was once a tired look into something far more lively and confident.

“Lookin’ better already. Ha.” He laughed slightly, picking up a small towel and rubbing his face dry with it. Walking back into his room, and opening up the wardrobe. “Well at least there’s no dress code…” he said with a slight pleasing manner, placing a small white t-shirt on and pulling up some dark blue jeans, then placed a jet black jacket over his shoulders, slotting his arms in, it was a somewhat tight fit, but without a doubt it complimented his somewhat muscular yet slim figure. Followed by picking up a red scarf, wrapping around his neck and pulling it down, revealing a tiny pit of the top of his neck, and left the rest to dangle to about waist length behind him.

He set off out his room and down the stairs, running into the kitchen and retrieving his short dual swords from the wall and wrapping them around his back, the black shining leather Straps forming an X across his chest, the hilts of the blades each sticking out each side of the back of his head.

“Good to go.” He smirked happily, walking through, picking up an apple on his way out, taking a small bit, walking out of the front door, shutting it, locking it. His eyes brimming with confidence, stepping to the outside world, walking towards the school.

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“Master Seth…Master Seth. C’mon wake up.” Seth heard that distant and echoing voice many times before. He felt distant from her, Blu, Marcus’ cat. He had been in a doze when the young cat had pressed her nose into his hand finally waking him up.

(“Look who finally got around to getting up.”) Zane replied as he remained in a meditative pose in the back of Seth’s mind where he would usually lay unless Zane had decided to take control of their shared body. (“Hey, kiddo, Seth, supergenius, whatever, get up. It’s dawn and time for school.”)

“Master Seth, this letter arrived for you.” Seth sat upward, rubbing his eyes before accepting the letter from the large, blue cat. “Thanks Blu.” He tiredly replied and tried to hush the cat back, but she just sat in front of him with those large indigo eyes that matched her pelt. Seth threw the letter down on the bedside table and threw on his black coat and pulled the grimoire from off his desk with many notes stuffed into the volume, notes that only he could understand because of his “special” ability. Or in other words, Death controlling him.

When he turned back around, he noticed that Blu was still there. “What?” He finally asked. He knew where this was going. “Why didn’t you tell Master Marcus or the others that you were leaving?”

“I didn’t want them to follow me. I’ve already been enough of a burden on their part.” He shrugged. “I don’t want them to be bothered by the fact that I’m Raizo and that will never change.” He wrapped his sickle in a leather strap and attached it to his leg under his cloak. “I’m the bane of Winter and Incendes’ existance. I’m hoping by attending this school, Zane and I can undercover something so that they can’t worry anymore. By myself. Now if you’d excuse.” He grabbed his cloak and bag and shuffled past Blu. Chex who too just awakened floated close to his Master, not saying anything.

“Okay. I’m coming with you though, Master Seth.”

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Engeli laid there on her small Canopy bed, from when she was a child. Back before Angelica, back before Daddy didn’t see a single fault. Back when she was so oblivious to everything around her. A small cold breath lingered out of her mouth, showing the cold frigid air. “It’s always so darned cold here… Do we even have a heater? Maybe just not in my room…,” she mumbled to herself, as she use to do. The bed was too short. Too girly. Pink long curtains hanged down with faded fallen sparkles on them. It wasn’t really pink anymore, almost a white. It was made of some type of polyester, not too soft. The bed was a twin size, far too small for a 5’9 girl. She could’ve been 6’0 if she had proper sunlight and proper nutrition from her loving parents because they defiantly loved her to no end, just like Angelica, right? The bedsheets displayed some type of princesses, maybe Barbies? She didn’t know, she didn’t really care. Engeli’s old dolls still laid on the floor, their hair knotted and dirty. Bookshelves cornered the large room, filled with encyclopedia’s. The pearl carpet turned a gray after years and years of barely any cleaning, and just ware and tare. The walls were a silver color once, now turned white. Everything seemed faded to her… So very faded.

Her feelings had faded too. Daddy rarely came home now, Mother just glared with hatred at her ever since the fight three long years ago. Mother could never let anything go… She would forever have a grudge on Engeli. Engeli almost turned into a robot now, a routine; no emotions. Everything seemed dull. She could go outside, but she’d be trashed forever, and who’d want that? Impossible to make friends… No formal education… A freak… Who’d want to know anyone like that? Surely no normal people. So Engeli laid there in defeat after her long workout. Pilates, leg kicks, twirls. She’d be a perfect ballet dancer. But, who’d want a girl with horns and hooves. No one. She was so insecure, so scared of judgement.

But, when her favorite… One and only friend entered her room everyday her eyes lite up. Her dear sister, her dear Angel, her dear Angie. Angelica would please Engeli with her joy, happiness, and full liking of Engeli. But, no one could love someone so purely as that. Engeli had a secret hatred against her dear sister. She was so beautiful… So perfect… Her looks were beautiful, her face fit her perfectly, just as Mother wanted. Engeli wasn’t even that ugly, either. Her horns just put everyone off. Her hooves, too. She had to wear kids shoes to find a good pair. She didn’t mind, much. It’s just that it was so hard to hide them, since she had some fur growing up the hooves.

When Angelica came in, Engeli would dance for her, draw her pictures, play games. Angie could make Engeli feel normal, in a strange way. She never cared about Engeli’s ‘faults’, unlike her vain mother. Angie had sleek auburn hair with beautiful highlights at midway when she stood in the sun. Her beautiful hazel eyes, whom she got from father, turned colors for her emotions. Dark for scared, lighter for happiness, uplifting. Engeli’s eyes were always an Ebony color, but shook when sad.

Angie ran in with the mail, her eyes green and bright. Katherine (Mother) went to the mall, and left them home alone. Not very responsible, but she didn’t care. Angie trotted in, opening the door quietly. Engeli was drawing something fastly, her strokes were broad and fast. Angie was 12, but still called her dear sister, “Sissy”.

“Sissy! Sissy! You have mail!” she said with her gallant high-pitch voice. “E-Eh?! Don’t play tricks on me, Angie,” Engeli swerved her chair around and looked at the preteens hands. A small envelope was in it, addressed Engeli Reselia on it with large letters, like calligraphy.

Her nimble fingers reached out for the envelope and clenched it, making creases in it. She ran her fingers over the envelope openings and started to get her pink painted fingernail under them. She gulped and you could see it moving down her slender neck. Her ebony eyes shook, while Angie was shaking with excitement. Slowly Engeli opened it, and grabbed the frail paper out. Her eyes swiftly skimmed over it, seeming as they were rolling in her head. A crystal tear fell down her cheek and Angie looked at her strangely. She had never seen her strong as a rock sister cry. Never. It was unheard of.

“Angelica,” she said slowly, it barely escaping her shaken mouth.

“Sissy, why a–” she was abruptly cut off by Engeli.

“My dear, sister! I’m going to a school… Somewhere far away! I will be escorted!” and then Angie’s eyes turned dark; dark as Engeli’s. Angie stood there, sullen as could be.

“O-Oh… You won’t be here no more…?” Angelica always had bad grammar.

“Sadly not… Please give my wishes to Daddy… Tell-- In fact, I’ll write a letter… Please give it to him, if you see him? I don’t care if he doesn’t care about me anymore,” she said starting joyful, but slowly trailed off.

So, she got stationary out and explained everything. Her emotions, her feelings, why she was leaving.

"Dear Daddy,

It is I, Engeli. I’m sure you remember me… You rarely see me, sure its somewhat my fault since I’m allowed to leave my room now, but you can’t break a routine, can you? Why am I writing you a letter when we live in the same household? For one, so MOTHER won’t hear. I don’t know why you stay with the CHEATING rat. Yes, she cheats on you, but this is for another time. I was scared you’d leave me if I told, but now since I’m leaving, it shall not matter will it? I will be getting a formal education, I suppose some DID know about me, father and mother. I am not a secret anymore. But, I shall be leaving for long time. Please miss me. It is my one request… Please remember me.

I loved you more than anything, but you broke my trust…

-Your hideous daughter, Engeli"

She folded it and put it in an envelope. “Give it to Daddy. Don’t show Kather–Mother, please…,” Engeli cried.

Angie shook her head in agree and left, not wanting to see her sissy, pack and leave.

So, she packed her few belongings into an old suitcase she found, for some reason.

She stepped out of her room. Outside of the cold house… and met sunshine.

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Sunshine… Children playing, birds chirping. Trees. Fresh air. It was beautiful… Pure beauty. It’s like everything was given color again. She was renewed. She was beautiful.

She’d have to leave quickly before Katherine would come back, though.

6

Snoring.
That was all that could be heard from Remii’s room. Everyone once in awhile, she had a problem with breathing while she was asleep, which resulted in her loud snoring. She had been completely unsure about if this came from her heritage, or if it was just a natural problem.

The birds began to chirp outside her window. She usually woke up before the birds, but today felt different. She had decided to sleep in rather than just wake up early like she usually did. Her eyes opened slowly, revealing their colour for the first time that day. They were a forest green with just a touch of blue. She sat up in her bed, and yawned silently.

“Remiiiii!~,” she heard a voice call her. A male voice… it was definitely her dad. The voice spoke again, “May I come in?” Remii nodded her head before realizing her father couldn’t see her. She muttered a quiet, “Sure.” Her father didn’t hear her, but he walked in anyway.

She looked up to her father. A very handsome man who had dark brown hair and eyes that matched Remii’s. He was tall and lean, and almost always wore a suit. This morning, he was wearing a green suit with a blue tie. He only wore that suit when he was going somewhere important. “Daddy… Where are you going?” Remii asked, a bit of sadness in her voice. Usually when he left, it would be for months.

He patted her head and smiled warmly as he sat on her bed. “You noticed things quick, huh?,” he said with a look to the ceiling. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said before hesitantly slightly, “You are.”

Remii’s eyes began to blink. “What…?” she muttered under her breathe. Her eyes were locked to her father. He had such a cool aura around him despite the fact that he just told her that she was leaving. She asked hesitantly, “Y-you’re joking, right…?”

He shook his head and held a letter out for her to take. “It’s all here in this letter, young Sheepire,” he said with a smirk. Just as usual, his mood changes quickly. From serious to playful, Remii thought to herself with a small laugh as she took the letter from her father’s hands. She paused for a slight second before taking the paper out of the envelope.

No. It wasn’t a joke that her father had told her. He was right. It was written in the letter exactly as he said it would be. Her smile turned into a frown as she thought of the word school. The only school she had experienced was a school of hatred, making fun of, and her sadness.

She was fearful of the school and closed the letter quickly. “N-no,” she stammered, a tear forming in her left eye. “I-I don’t want to go,” she said looking down. Her father placed his hand under her head and lifted her face up, wiping her tear away with his thumb. He had always been comforting to her when she cried. “I’m not going to force you to go,” he started before kissing her forehead, “But it’ll be a good experience for you, plus the school is full of different kids like you,” he said with a warm smile.

She tilted her head as he said that there were different kids like her. There were others like her…? Others who know the pain of being rejected by society due to being different? As she thought this to herself, her father said soothingly, “Don’t be afraid. Alright?” He stood up and walked out of her room, closing the door behind him. “Think about it, Sheepire,” he called.

Remii sat in her bed for just a few more minutes before getting the suitcase her parents had bought her awhile ago. They were going to go on vacation, but it was cancelled due to Remii’s fear of leaving their house. The suitcase was actually a very cute one. It was a pale green with a white leaf pattern. It had a big, white heart in the middle of the leaves. She stared at it for a few seconds before snapping back to reality.

She began to pack her limited belongings. A toothbrush, a sheep plushie, pajamas, and some sets of clothes. She looked under her bed, and pulled out a shoebox. The shoebox held something important to her family. It was the twin pistols her father called Artemis and Diana. She touched Artemis gently and place it into a gun holder on her dress. She then did the same to Diana.

The guns were her father’s prized weapons, and he gave them to her when she turned 13. He even gave her lessons on how to use them, but she wasn’t a pro with them yet. Her mother had also given her a weapon. Remii stood up and raised her dress up slowly. On her right thigh, there was a dagger. It had been her mother’s weapon of choice, and her mother had taught her how to use it. She preferred her guns though, seeing as she wouldn’t be hurt by a melee fighter if she kept her distance.

Finally, she finished packing and ran down the stairs. Her new life was starting, and she wanted to start it right. She ran into the kitchen and sat at the table. Her mother had just finished cooking. She placed the breakfast on the table. Remii took the first bite into her new life then.

(( OOC// I rushed the ending of this post because I didn’t want it to be too long. qq ))

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It was an average morning. The sun was just starting to peek into Chris’s window, and he took in the mountain breeze before opening his eyes. He sat up in bed and yawned before finally standing up and gazing out his windows. Despite how early it was in the morning, he could see other knights honing their skills in the field below him. There was, however, one figure in the fields that stood out to him. Today was going to be a good day.

 Chris turned back to look into his room. It was a mess. While he did have a closet and a few weapon racks, his armor and weapons were lying about on the floor. [i]"I really ought to take better care of these things,[/i] he thought. He walked over to his desk. It wasn't much better than the rest of his room. The lack of organization was clear, as the books and papers were strewn about. He walked around his equipment to his closet, and changed quickly. 

 With his armor on, and his spear in hand, he ran towards the window. Jumping with one foot onto the sill, he pressed off the outside edge, and got into position. His spear plunged into the ground not even a foot away from the knight he had seen earlier, and Chris came down right next to it. He stood up, and pulled it out of the ground. It appeared to scare the other knight pretty badly. "D-Don't... Do that..." he said. "Damien," Chris responded, "how are 'ya, buddy?" Damien cut the act. "Great... Hey... Let's spar."

“You’re on.”

 Lunchtime was busy as always, between servants bustling to and from the tables, and the loud conversations between friends. Chris was about to dig into his sandwich, when a servant dropped a letter by him. [i]"What's this?..[/i] he asked himself. [i]"A letter of acceptance into some magical school?.. Interesting."[/i] He stood up. "Excuse me for a moment." 

 Chris was standing in his lord's office. "Sir," Chris started, "I wish to leave for a while." Lord Branon looked up. "I see.... Why, exactly?" Chris handed him the letter. "I've been accepted into a school. I'm not sure exactly when I applied, but..." The lord handed back the letter after looking over it. "Well, Chris... You have my permission. Ready your things. We shall see you off later." Chris nodded. "Thank you, sir."
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OoC: Wasn’t sure how to go about this sooo…

The open window brought in a cool breeze from the morning winds. The first rays of sunlight just barely passing through the curtains that hovered over the window. Isaac had already been awake and fully suited in armor. His training as a Radiant Knight and Paladin has made him very much an early bird. Yawning loudly, Isaac began his morning stretches. Ignoring the fact that his heavy armor limits movement and flexibility somewhat. He already had it on and there was no way Isaac would remove it right now.

It didn’t take him long to finish, but still Isaac wondered if he would wake his parents with all the noise from his armor. Shrugging off the thought, he strapped his shield to his back and sword on his waist. At a desk beside his bed lie two letters. One from the academy, and the other a goodbye to his parents. Stepping over to the desk, he took the invitation in hand and reached for the button, hesitating only as he thought about the departure.

Isaac felt a little bad for leaving again so soon, but he couldn’t turn down the invitation. The academy sounded like an interesting place to go, if even just to visit. Three years wasn’t that long of a time anyway, surely they could handle another three or even more… Isaac thought as he reached for his still packed bag that sat beside him. Besides, at least I didn’t just disappear like Chris did AND I came back to visit!

“I know I shouldn’t be leaving without saying goodbye…” Isaac thought aloud while hoisting the bag over his shoulder. “Eh, they’ll be fine. It’s not like they don’t have the contact info anyway.” Now reassured about leaving, he pressed the button on the letter. Just as he did so, the door opened and his father entered, catching only a glimpse of his son as Isaac disappeared in a flash of light. “Bye mom and dad…” His voice echoed through the air.

9

Bite after bite, her breakfast started to disappear. The time left her at a slow pace as she ate. The sheep her parents had nursed back to health awhile ago sat on the floor next to the young brunette.

After she finished eating the golden pancakes, she just stopped. Remii hadn’t been feeling well after her father told her about the acceptance to the academy. she had brought the letter down stairs with her, and she threw it on the table, afraid of going. That’s when she wondered to herself… how was she even going? They hadn’t including directions or anything in the letter, she had thought calmly to herself.

Just as she thought about transportation, she looked to the letter. Almost out of the letter was a small object Remii hadn’t seen before. “W-what is that…?,” she asked out loud as she stared at it. She picked it up using her left hair, and petted Shear softly as she examined it. She noticed that… it was a button of some sort? It was green and white, and it felt somewhat cold. She stood up and began to walk to the kitchen to ask her mom what the button was.

However, as she walked, she was too focused on the object to realized she was walking right in the direction of her luggage. She fell on top of Shear, her luggage, and… the thing! Before she knew it, a bright light absorbed her and she disappeared from her dining room. Her parents rushed in, but were too late.

She was disappearing before their eyes, and they simply waved to her as if she were just going outside for a few minutes. “Bye sweetie,” they said in unison right before she disappeared. Remii heard them loud and clear, and saw them waving. A tear formed in her left eye, and fell quickly as she teleported.

As she appeared into reality again, she felt a bit dizzy. Shear stood next to her, confusion obviously in his eyes as the sun was reflected by his black wool. “W-where am I…?,” she said out loud. She looked around and saw only one other person, and it looked like a male. Remii decided to ignore him, seeing as she was still somewhat shy around people.

She also saw a sign that had a picture like a griffin. “Um… A griffin stop?,” she said, placing her index finger on her lips as she wondered. She stood up, and leaned against the pole; waiting for the griffin or whatever to arrive.

10

But, Engeli could absorbed the sun just for a little longer… Katherine took forever anyway. For years and years, after the day she was born, she could only stare out her window and if she was lucky, she’d get the guts to stick her head out and breathe fresh air. Engeli can be intimidated until she gets pushed over the edge. She can go into a mad rampage, as she did with mother four years earlier. When she gets mad, it’s not pretty; she is part ram, after all.

Someone who was allowed outside everyday couldn’t understand the greatness she felt that day. A smile from ear to ear, if it was physically possible appeared on her face. The sky seemed so much more vivid as she stepped out. Sounds came in clearer until a voice seemed to echo into her ears, screaming—

“ENGE! ENGE!” a familiar high pitched voice screamed through the house.

“Enge! Don’t forget me, because I have your back against mama and papa!” her words were all screwed up, but Engeli got the message.

“Thanks, darling, you’ll explain!?” she screamed back, noticing a loud car noise zooming.

Katherine.

Katherine.

She was here. She’d tear the sky down around her. The selfish little brat would ruin everything. She’d have her windows tore down. Engeli wouldn’t let it happen. She’d run. Run, run, run… Her being part ram would out run than a women in heels. So there pulled up the lady in the limousine. One leg after another like a lady, she stepped out; almost like slow motion. Perhaps it was the anticipation. Maybe she was just being dramatic. All soon waited the fate of Engeli.

Angelica ran out as fast as she can, her bubble skirt flying with each step. “Mother! Mother!” she said cheerfully, with a bit of fear in her voice. Engeli tried to run away, but Katherine saw her. Still clenching the letter, she looked through it, anything to help her. She was too frantic.

“What are you ATTEMPTING to do, little ugly ram?” she said, sneering. Huffing, Engeli tried to calm, but it was futile.

“To run away from your evil dictatorship,” she said sarcastically, the rage building up.

“Don’t talk to your mother that way!” she screamed. Angelica held her arm, preventing from any hitting. “Mother? You a mother? You’ve got to be kidding! You’re evil! You don’t love anyone, not even Daddy! You’re a lousy cheating gold digger! You don’t love Angie! You just want to act like its the younger version of yourself,” Engeli yelled fiercely. Instincts were kicking in.

“You should leave this house forever,”

“I will, I’m hideous, aren’t I?”

“Won’t both of you stop yelling at eachother?”

Then, Engeli eyed her sister and walked away. “I’ll miss you, Enge…,” she mumbled. Katherine cried to get sympathy from her dear daughter.

Engeli opened the letter farther and saw a button… “It is a magic school…,” she pressed it and a light flashed in her eyes and she was at Griffin stop around everyone else. She saw a sheep girl, like her and stared at her. She shrugged it off and just waited for whatever was to come. She was slightly confused, but shrugged it off.

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OOC: (since this is written on the wii, my post will likely be very short compared to usual, and brimming with mistakes… I hope to get my laptop back soon. I wont make a promise, however, as they always seem to backfire, sorry for my recent inactivity.)

Coza continued walking slowly, hands in pockets showing him in a laid back and slouched kind of attitude, trying hide the fear of him taking on such a new found concept.

He stopped for a second and time seemed join him in his brief moment of stillness before a gust of fresh cool air brushed passed him causing his clothes and hair to gently sway in the same direction. Then it dawned on him. “Hold on…Where the heck is this school anyway?” he muttered more than shocked with his idocy.

Maybe there’s instructions on the letter… He thought to himself realising if anything…That’s where they’ll be.

Then it dawned on him once more. “Oh…crap” he said softly to himself, running back towards his house, flinging open the door infront of him, rushing through into the pearl white kitchen.

He picked up the letter, reading it outloud to himself not once but twice, making sure it all sunk into his half asleep mindset. “I better get some more clothes…” he spoke with a slightly more excitable tone to his voice as he darted up the stsirs causing great thunderous echos throughout the lower floor, not much longer the sounds were repeated, this time he walked through withba medium sized backpack just barley full.

Coza picked up the letter, reading it to himself a final, as if wanted to make sure his arrival wasn’t a terrible disaster.

Slamming his front door shut he examined the decrotive button. “must be it…Well see you around 'ol house, I’ll miss you…” he said becoming futher more nervous and yet joyus. He slowly pushed th button, a warm shining white light with a soft blue outer glow shonand enveloped him fully, before he knew it he was standing outside some form of shop, to the right of two young women and a young man.

“Heh…,epic” Where his first and only thoughts.

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“…For the last time, no.” Seth nearly yelled at himself, in reality yelling at Zane. Zane pouted, in the back of Seth’s mind now pretending to be flexing an invisible bow. (“Well, why not? C’mon please? Just clean my bow for me! It’s that easy!”) Zane kept pleading, but Seth wouldn’t hear it. Not only was he too lazy to do it, but he liked seeing Zane suffer since Zane had always caused him problems.

(“Then switch with me. C’mon, do it!”) Zane continued and Seth near had a migraine. Blu was trotting beside Seth, having talking him into letting her go to the school, too. Chex was floating near his Master, invisible to everyone except Blu and Seth. Seth had his cloak tied around his head trying to hide himself from most people. If anything, making enemies was something Seth never avoided.

“Fine.” Seth finally said, arriving at a stop for a Griffin with his bag in his hand. He dropped it beside him, noticing the two other girls here. One had the horns of a ram, the other of a sheep. There was a sign for a Griffin to land, so they were left waiting.

It might’ve seemed hard to do. Switching your self with a completely different person, but Seth was good at switching with Zane seeing as to how he and Zane shared a body. It only took an instant and Zane was in control, Seth sitting cross legged in the back of Zane’s mind petting Chex who was on his lap.

“Finally!” Zane overacted, being his dramatic self. He pulled off the hood of Seth’s black cloak. “How do you breath with that thing on?!” Zane leaned against the Griffin sign seeing the two girls standing near the sign. “I told you there were freaks at this school too!”

(“Zane! How could you say that when you share a body with a kid from a completely different time period! Plus, you died! And that would be like calling Blu and me freaks!”)

“Oh come on! They are freaks. In fact…they would make good game.” He pulled out the long bow from off his back and stretched the strong. “Seth, where are my arrows?”

(“Zane…Stop trying to kill people and making me more enemies.”)

“It will be quick.” He pulled out a iron arrow from a quiver inside Seth’s bag.

(“I thought I hid those more cleverer.”) Seth continued to pet Chex, who was a large cat. Blu hissed at Zane, her tail up in the air. “Smile ladies.” He smiled holding the arrow in the string of the bow.

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She had no pockets, so she could tuck the envelope anywhere, so she kept clenching it. It made her hands sweaty from anxiousness and just clenching it too hard. Was she too harsh to Katherine? Would Angelica think of her differently? She was gone from that wretched home, she has to forget. She couldn’t forget Daddy, or Angie… It was impossible. Mother she would never forget. Ever. She would always have rage for her, always be angry. It’s because of HER she was there. Maybe mother actually loved her and didn’t know how to show it. Of course not… Enge you’re being stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Yet, she regretted it. She’d have to stay in the house anyway. Going outside would make it worse. She’d be ridiculed, hated, and punished for being different. Perhaps she secretly should thank Katherine. But the negatives just outweighed the positives. Ratio positives to negatives would be humongous. One to Ten. At least. Daddy could’ve took care of her better. Who was she kidding? Angelica could even take better care than wretched Mother!

Just then, out of the corner of her eye, a bow was being directed at her and the sheep.

“Hey, WATCH OUT!” Enge screamed at the sheep, while trying to duck out of the way.

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Remii was stunned. There was another girl with horns like her? She pet her sheep with her left hand and waved to the girl with her right. As more and more people, began appearing, Remii hadn’t really taken a notice to them. She was almost mesmerized by the other girl.

“Daddy was right,” she said with a small smile to herself. She fidgeted a bit as she kept looking to the ram out of the corner of her eye, not trying to be considered creepy by just full on staring at her.

As she was thinking of how should talk to the other girl, she was snapped back to reality by the girl’s shout. “H-huh?” she stammered as she looked around. She then saw what had made the girl tell her to look out, it was a bow with a loaded arrow. It was directed at them by its owner. A male with silver hair and purple eyes.

“E-eh!?,” she opened her mouth to scream, but no noise was made. She stood like a deer in headlights, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, her instincts kicked in and she walked slowly up to the guy and slapped his face. As soon as she realized what she did, she squealed and said loudly, “Oh! I’m sorry! Sorry sorry sorry!,” she began to bow slightly as she said it, “Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to. I don’t know what came over me,” she continued to apologize before her sheep, Shear, nudged her to stop.

“R-right,” she said in response to her sheep. “Um… Why were you aiming your weapon at us?,” she asked looking back to the girl with silver hair and ram ears, “We’re students too, you know,” she said, looking down to the ground as she spoke, unable to look at the boy’s face without being afraid.

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OOC:nYour characeter is exactly like mine with the whole personality/spirit’s in the body heh.

Withot even a minutes hesitation, not even knowing himself why he did it, his feet skidded through the ground placimself inbetween the girls and the man with the bow. Due to his elven traits he could tell how the sht was going to go, he remember his mother teaching him all about how bows work and how she used to be one of the most skillful archers around, as much as Coza wanted to follow in her footsteps and become a powerful and strongwilled archer, That dream faded due to the increase in care his mother needed.

“Stop!” He confidently shouted. “and since when was there such a need to pull out weapons…let alone at two beautiful young women.” He said, trying to comfort the girls and hopefully get the young man to stop what he was about to do. Coza knew for a fact the way the bow was held and drawn, that it was ready for fatal one hit blow.

Coza raised his arms and sighed. “Look, no one here is looking for trouble, now just put the bow away.” He spoke directly at him with fluent confidence, assuming his type enjoy seeing the fesr and humiliation of others.

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“Owww….” Seth switched back just in time to be slapped in the face. He could hear Zane sadistically laughing in the back of his mind. He’d rather be slapped than have Zane kill them anyway. If he hadn’t switched, Zane would’ve snapped the bow and it would’ve been over.

“Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to. I don’t know what came over me.” The girl with sheep horns frantically apologized bowing. He felt bad for her, Zane scared her. He could tell, she wasn’t looking at him.

“No, it’s okay. I’m sorry.” He bowed instead. Of course he felt bad! Zane just held an arrow to her! Blu tipped her tail and respectfully bowed as well. Chex probably would’ve bowed, but he could only be seen by Seth.

“Um… Why were you aiming your weapon at us?" The girl with sheep horns looked to the girl with ram horns. “"We’re students too, you know.” She timidly looked to the ground. Seth looked around, another male was here besides him. He jumped in the way with a confident, “Stop!”

(“How ya gonna explain this one? You didn’t tell them about me or Death, right?”)

“Of course not.” He replied to Zane and then put the bow down. “I apologize, uhm, Miss. I have a bit of a mental…uh, problem.” He put his hand in his hair, letting out a sigh. Yet another time Zane had cost him an awkward situation.

“I’m very sorry.You too.” He pointed to the male that jumped in front of him, and the girl with the ram horns. He replied carefully putting his cloak back on and putting the arrow back in his bag. He cursed in his head to Zane; he could see Zane looking at him mockingly. Seth would’ve reminded him how he failed terribly, but but he would get his revenge. “I’m Seth.” He offered, trying to sound kind.

(“Ahaha…you fail.”)

OCC: Not really. Seth and Zane are completely different. Read their bios.

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Enge let a huge huff through her nose. She saw the man stand in front of her, and lightly pushed him. She grumbled something to him and then she stood face to face to the guy who tried to kill her.

“Freak? You’re calling me the freak?” she said rudely, maybe too rude. She eyed him down looking at his whole appearance. He was creepy. Robes were always creepy. She clenched her fist with one hand and had the letter in the other. She didn’t really know why she kept holding it. Slowly she raised and full out punched him.

She huffed again, and was calm. “I’m sorry. Ram instincts. Don’t call me a freak again,” she said loudly, setting an example to everyone else. She wasn’t gonna be toyed with like at home. She wouldn’t be abused all over again. There wouldn’t be another Katherine.

She eyed the sheep girl, and in a calm quiet voice, she said “You’re like me aren’t you…?” She had weird mood swings, happy to mad. But, if you push her over the edge too far, you’re a goner.

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“Sorry. I didn’t mean it. There is nothing freakish about you. Aren’t we all freaks in this world?” He nervously laughed trying to turn the coversation to a light hearted one. He felt like he was going to get slammed once more. That would be painful. He could hear Zane’s laughter calming down.

(“Let me do it again!”) Zane pleaded, and Blu growled at Zane. “Master Seth would never let you do it again!”

The large, blue cat looked over to the two girls with their unique horns. She looked at them curiously with her indigo eyes before sitting down in front of them.

“They think they are freaks…they are so normal! Look at 'em!” Seth said pointing to them while speaking quietly to Zane or maybe himself, he wasn’t sure anymore. “They are…so…normal.” Seth sighed and sat down on the pavement away from the crowd.

(“I’m not a freak. You are.”)

“I know I am. It’s cool being a freak. Got a problem with it?” He smiled deviously to himself. He had won this arguement, mainly because he had agreed with Zane. Zane must’ve thought he was being offensive, but he wasn’t.

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OOC: I meant with them residing within your mind, fighting for control ect. Not the actual characters. Sorry, should of made it more clear as to what I was talking about.

He steps back recognising the sudden change in behavior, noticing something somewhat similar, but he brushes it to the side. Sighing softly he lowers his arms stepping back and shaking his head. “Sorry everyone” He said kind of embarressed. "I over reacted a little there…"he looks at the malenand says softly. “Keep your urges at bay please…It’d be better for all of us if we actually got along, and no one suffers any harm, be it physical…or emotional.” He steps back feeling somewhat releaved, realising how mature he sounded he lead himself to believe he wont really fit in, yet he braved a smile and seemed to cheer up instantly.

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“Oh, um,” she took a few steps back when he said he had a mental problem. A mental problem that causes you to shoot at random people? Daddy was entirely right about there being… diverse people here, she thought to herself. She looked down the Shear and petted his head softly. She then held her luggage tightly in her free hand.

“Well, um… no harm done, right?,” she said with a sheepish smile to him and the ram girl. She felt a bit weird, speaking to a guy who just tried to shoot her, but at the same time she felt as if he was a nice person. “I’m… Remii,” she said as she turned to the girl and then back to the boy. “It’s a bit awkward how we met, but hopefully we can be friends?,” she said with another shy smile to the two people.

As the ram girl spoke to her, she nodded slowly. Remii felt as if the girl was like her. Rejected from the world despite wanting to be apart of it. All because she looked different. “I guess I am kind of like you,” she said with a warm smile and a touch of her horns. “Thanks to these. They’re a considered a bit weird, but I love my horns,” she said with a carefree laugh.