[IC] Supernatural Academy [OOC- Always Accepting Characters]

[Super Nova]

Isabelle blinked, finding this Vampire rather peculiar because of his little secret. She shakes her head, letting out a soft sigh and said, “Maybe you should find the time to learn how to read. It can’t hurt to try.” She shrugged softly, continuing: “But ... it’ll be a secret between us.”

As Malcolm asked his first question, she would slowly walk toward him and thought of an idea. As she grew closer, Isabelle suddenly shifted back into her wolf form. A snarl escaped the wolf’s throat as she swiped her paw at Malcolm, not to attack the vampire but, to give him a little scare. Once she finished with her show, the wolf began pacing around in a circle. She shakes her fur; a soft growl is coming from the wolf, and she would plop down on the ground. Her amber eyes staring at Malcolm, and she waits for him to respond to her transformation.

[Argetlam350]

To Sealameet's dismay, he got a new room, one on the second floor that he would have to fix up to block out the light of the outside world. At least on the bright sides of things so far it appeared he did not have to worry about anyone else being with him. Upon reaching the room. He locked the door behind him and placed the image he had found next to him earlier on a small nightstand next to his bed. His final moments of being himself coming to an end. He let out a disappointed sigh before beginning to ultimately shift to a human form that would allow him to blend in with the many others of the school that passed by him by day. No difference would come from his shifting of shape, they still would fill some presence and stay clear and the one part he could never change about himself when he became human was the crimson red color of his eyes that normally were hidden away in his true form.

Even in his human form he looked somewhat out of place, one of those people on the fringes of most groups who stuck to themselves. His black hair was hidden under a beanie mostly while he wore a combination of a shirt, which was then covered by a hoodie, and on top of that a denim vest covered with varying pins that contained band names. His legs were covered by jeans that were somewhat tattered in appearance with a pair of snickers. His now human skin was mostly untouched besides a scar that was on the center of his chest that was hidden at all times, along with a few tattoos. The tattoos consisted of the Latin phrase Vereor Nox on his left shoulder while on going down his right arm were two dragons representing ying and yang intertwined. Upon inspecting his human form to be sure he was fully changed, he left the room swiftly, once more passing by other students as much as he would in his true form but now feeling as if he was chained and imprisoned.

[Rusalka]

Liz soon made it to her dorm and hastily she slammed the door behind her, locking the deadbolt with a satisfying click and sliding with her back against the thick wood to the carpeted floor below, all while a deep and relief-filled sigh escaped from her lungs and permeated the dead silence around her. A bit of a lowering of the heart and a curling of the lips into a scowl of displeasure as she noticed there were not one, but two beds occupying her room, which meant for the third gods-forsaken time in a row, she would be forced to endure the nail shredding, unwelcomed agony of having a damn roommate. The gods of Nephiros have pity upon Elizabeth if she was paired with one of those snooty Draculina whores or worse....a she-wolf during flea season. Now Liz's sigh was that of irritation, of perturbment and distaste towards the fact of having to share her assigned living space with the likes of...well...ANYONE! For the moment being though, before her roommate would be revealed to her, at least Liz could revel in her final few moments being alone.

Carelessly she tossed her bag onto the bed she chose for herself, the closest one to the window. That way, she could stare out into the obsidian shades of night and gaze upon the moon and the thousands of tiny, glistening stars in the sky, as she always did when she had trouble sleeping.....which was frequent.... Half...actually all the time, it weirded out her last two roommates that Liz was pretty much an insomniac, but could you blame anyone for not sleeping....when she denied the sweetest and most peaceful of dreams.....and instead have her head poisoned, toxified by so many haunting nightmares, so many disturbing and tormenting memories of a past better forgotten? But of course.....why would they even care about Liz? Even supernatural beings, different in so many ways from human beings, but they were still capable of the same cruelty, the same bitter prejudice. Next, after she had chosen where she was going to sleep for the entire year, Liz removed her hoodie and cast it aside. Underneath it, she was wearing a black and slightly worn Metallica tank, and there was also......the very things she hid under so many long sleeves, the physical manifestations of her anger, her sadness and her hatred glaring back at her upon her arms, reddened, some bulging horrendously from her skin because she had gone over them so many times. In fact....they were all ugly....covering almost every bit of her arms. Liz.....she was so ashamed to even look at them, but try as she may.....it was a disease, a horrible pestilence ravaging her young body....a disease for which Liz felt....there was no cure at all. And to think....she was going to add to them one more. Liz somberly strolled over to her bag, pulling from it a rather small but sharp dagger, which she then placed the glimmering blade against the palm of her hand. This wasn't one of her usual cuts, the ones where she would bleed herself...just to find some way of emptying the misery filling within her. No, this cut, now being made by the drawing of the sharp blade against her frail skin, the warm, almost pleasant trickle of blood into her hand, it was a cut for a ritual.

Tight, Liz clenched her hand with a short grimace to the searing burn, issuing forth more drops of precious crimson life to spill from her wound. She dripped her blood all across her bed, every drop soaking into the pale blue bed linens, until the stain altogether resembled a dark red pentagram. Then, she began the chant, "In the name of Bah'Lahk, Keeper of the Black Pit. I, demon of Tha'agorn call forth the shadows of Nephiros to arise and consume thy dwelling in never ending darkness. May light be abolished, may warmth turn into cold, and may those who threaten me be turned away by Bah'Lahk's nurturing miasma. I call to thee, shadows, Come Forth!" The pentagram lit with an ominous scarlet light at Liz's powerful beckon, and then instantly her bed and all its surrounding area was swallowed whole in a thick, billowing, almost sentient cloud of demonic shadows. "Much better..." Liz whispered quite satisfied of herself as she wiped the left over blood on her pants-leg and traversed the dark fog. The humans, they had this particular saying. No pain, no gain. Well, it must be true, Liz figured, laying peacefully in her bed and staring up into the swirling void of black that drifted over her. Despite the tinge in her hand, the constant throbbing, it was worth creating yet another barrier from the outside world, yet another place.....to escape.

[Vicier]

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[Zakara]

Mia gazed in wonder at the headmaster's office. It was a room full of knowledge and secrets. Aldric only focused on his goal for the trip here. Moving towards Headmaster Kirova, Aldric saw the him using magic to put together some type of gadget. Interesting, he thought. Kirova noticed him and asked, "What can I help you with, Sir?"

"I am Aldric, King of the Undead. I have lived for thousands of years and traveled thousands of miles to get here. I must reside large living quarters to accommodate my stay here," Aldric declared, "Also, this fine woman behind me, Emilia Mitchel, deserves a grand living space as well." Aldric stared deeply into the eyes of the headmaster. Kirova's demeanor was very kind, and you could see the joy, wonder, excitement, and wisdom in his eyes. He was a tall man, around six feet, with short, grey hair. He wore thin framed, round glasses that sat on the end of his nose, and his garments were those of a wealthy-class Englishman. "I have come here to increase my already vast knowledge and to teach the students of this school true power and intelligence. Now, lets discuss the greatest rooms you have in this puny place," Alric demanded, almost threateningly.

[Vicier]

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[Zakara]

- Not a good enough post for my standards. Too rushed. -

[Heaven]

Malcolm stared in wonder and awe at Belle as she transformed into her wolf form, but didn't flinch when she pawed at him. "Such a beautiful creature." He said as he knelt to his knees to be staring at her in the eyes. He could still see the human inside her even though she was in wolf form. "Can you still communicate this way? Telepathically, I mean?" He asked. Like this? He sent the question to her mind as he kept eye contact with her. She really was a beautiful creature, but he was always fascinated with werewolves and their origin. The whole vampires were suppose to hate wolves was just a myth for Malcolm as far as he was concerned, sure they smelled.. delicious, but he didn't want to tear her neck out and drain every ounce of blood.

Of course, that could be because he just fed and had no desire to feed again.

[Maria 127]

Brandon - The red Dragon kid.

Brandon enters the school for supernatural creatures very cautiously, he walks in to the reception
area and tells the woman that he is new to the school she asks him for his name then gives him a sheet of
Paper with a map on it and another with his dorm room, she then proceeded to give him the dorm room key.
Brandon thanked the lady and began to navigate the halls and stairways. Brandon didn't have much luggage with him as he didn't have much time to pack.

The small backpack carried all the belongings he had with him. When he finds his dorm room he sees a bunk bed and a stand alone bed, it seemed he might be having two roommates. He immediately heads for the top bunk and rests his backpack on it.

[Zakara]

Who does this man think he is?! Does he not know of whom he speaks to? I am the great King of the Undead, thought Aldric furiously. Two large chairs suddenly appeared in front of the desk, allowing him and Mia to sit down. He does seem to have a lot of power. Perhaps I should make him an elite pawn in my army, thought Aldric, knowing that he should play the headmasters game, for now. He took his seat in one of the chairs, finally resting a bit after his long journey. "Three options, huh?" he said addressing Kirova. "Personally I don't like the first option at all, I don't know how Mia feels about the second one, and there's is nothing wrong with the third option," he stated in a much calmer tone than when he first came into the room. "What do you think, Emilia?"

Mia watched as Aldric demanded the largest living quarters for himself... and her. This was his plan the whole time?? she thought, slightly flabbergasted, but slightly alarmed by Aldric's tone with Kirova. Though the headmaster seemed to be a very serious, but reasonable man, giving the two a few options. Mia walked up to the second chair, which was much larger than herself, and took a seat. Even though I'd love to have my own room, I don't want to have Aldric mad at me, she thought. "Well I.. I don't know if I would be comfortable living with him," she glanced over at Aldric, who made the chair seem like a baby seat underneath him, "and I'd rather have my own space. Would you be able to put me in my own, small room and accommodate him with the third option?" Mia kindly asked headmaster Kirova.

[Argetlam350]

Sealameet now sat outside, under the shade of a tree, unsure what to do with himself now. Once more he had a ball of black flame in his hand, purple embers flickering into the air. His mind wandered back several centuries now, thinking upon how he had gotten to this realm. His past was mostly a blur for the first year of his life. He had images though, a shadowy character that seemed to be chanting or something that summoned him here. He remembered feeling anger and the images of a fight before a blinding light and then being outside a building burning as he watched before running into the dark night. Who had summoned him had plagued him for years but the images made him pretty sure that whoever it was, was dead and even if they survived the fire, a human's life was fleeting and probably died a few years after.The other question was where was he from if he was not from this realm? There were no memories of that as if his mind had been wiped with all prior knowledge before existing here.

[Vicier]

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[Zakara]

Headmaster Kirova ushered Aldric and Emilia out of his office, both of them getting what they wanted. Aldric saw this as a great success and made no argument or further conversation. They both left the office, shutting the large doors behind them. "Well Emilia, you have done a great service to the King of the Undead. Your loyalty shall not go unnoticed," he stated, talking to Mia. "Well, until next time," he said to her, headed towards the dorms. On his way there he noticed a young man holding a black flame in his hand. Something seemed extremely familiar about this person, but Aldric could not put his mind around whom it was. While walking through the halls he got many strange looks from other students because of his appearance: a giant, walking corpse dressed as a mad sorcerer king. If only these fools knew of true power, Aldric thought to himself.

Upon reaching his dorm room he opened the door, first noticing a large bed on one side and a bunk bed on the other. Someone had already made themselves comfortable on the top bunk. He had red hair, a red shirt, and wore a black suit over that. There seemed to be something on the boy's head, perhaps horns, but Aldric could not tell from this angle. He finally made his presence known to the kid, "Hello mortal, I am Aldric, King of the Undead. It seems you have the gift of foresight as you have left me the large bed. For that, you have my thanks. What shall I call you, young one?" He made his way over to the bed to have a rest and noticed all of his stuff was there by the bedside. Perhaps the headmaster is a somewhat powerful wizard, but still no match for me, thought Aldric.

[Drake Baku]

Blake

A Black panther with very unique eyes roamed around the forest.
Its eyes were void black and all details you would normally find in a panthers eyes, such as the outlines of the irises and pupil and the iris pattern were neon blue.
On its back it carried some kind of clothed package hold together by robe that is tied around its body.

It had entered the academy;s ground though these woods and seemed to look for something.
Then when it came close to the academy itself the panther jumped into a tree, hiding itself in the leaves.
A little later a man jumped out from the same tree, his clothes were the same color as the cloth the panther had, covered with strange markings, the robe that had tied these clothes to the panther was now around this man holding 2 katars to his sides and a short sword strapped on his lower back in a horizontal position as a staff on his back.

The man looked at the academy "the outside world huh"
From here on he started to walk to the building in front of him.

(I think I forgot to mention his other weapons, but I doubt he will use them, he took them with him cause he is a warrior and is unfamiliar with the outside world, but if needed he can drop them in his room, just let the head or some other teacher say something to him about it)

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Runa

As a horse and cart entered the front gate from the school grounds it came to a stop.
"I am sorry, but this is as far as we can take you, humans are not allowed on the grounds" A man said.
A young girl looked at the man and then to the school.
"I understand, Arigato for bringing me and teaching me all I need to know" The girl said.
"its alright hun, once you finish this school your always free to live with us again, we came to see you as real family" The woman next to the man said.
The girl did not reply outside a nod while a tear fell from her eye, she was going to miss these 2, but she hoped she might find out something about his family from here on.
"Arigato for everything, I hope you both get home safely, I will write" she eventually said after getting off the cart.
The couple smiled a sad smile and waved while they drove away, leaving the girl behind.

She sighed and looked to the school while she whipped the tears away and took began walking to the school's main building.

[Maria 127]

Brandon - The red Dragon kid.

After Brandon puts away his very little clothing and other items he began to wander the school corridors,slowly exploring the school with keen interest after all would want to teach a monster like himself anyway. He followed one corridor and it led him to a courtyard that was lined with thick forest. Brandon as powerful as he is had learned to stick to the shadows so when he saw the black panther run out of the forest and into the courtyard tree he was a little shocked, but when a person jumped out in the same robes as what was on the panthers back he put two and two together. hmm maybe that kids a shifter, should i go ask him? he thought to himself as he followed the kid quietly.

Upon closer inspection of the guy he noticed that he was carrying two katanas on his hip. hmm.. those blades.. their a good choice for those who need to slice and cut easily through things. So why would a guy like him need them? he mused.

[Maria 127]

Brandon - The red Dragon kid.

After Brandon puts away his very little clothing and other items he began to wander the school corridors,slowly exploring the school with keen interest after all would want to teach a monster like himself anyway. He followed one corridor and it led him to a courtyard that was lined with thick forest. Brandon as powerful as he is had learned to stick to the shadows so when he saw the black panther run out of the forest and into the courtyard tree he was a little shocked, but when a person jumped out in the same robes as what was on the panthers back he put two and two together. hmm maybe that kids a shifter, should i go ask him? he thought to himself as he followed the kid quietly.

Upon closer inspection of the guy he noticed that he was carrying two katanas on his hip. hmm.. those blades.. their a good choice for those who need to slice and cut easily through things. So why would a guy like him need them? he mused.

[Vicier]

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[Drake Baku]

Blake

As Blake was looking around he felt something, a pair of eyes on his back, yet the moment he wanted to look someone bumped into him.
By instinct he drew the short sword on his back but the moment he looked at the person who started to apologize with some strange accent and calling him 'mate'?
"yeah I new, names Blake"

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Runa

As she suddenly heard a voice behind her Runa snapped her head around frightened at first.
"ah, um, hai" she said as she nod "They often trade with races who live in area's that cannot be reached with any other type of transportation"
As the unknown girl mentioned bloodsucker and fox, runa did became curious but she however knew she should first report at the desk, besides that way she should be told what dorm room she would be living in anyway.
"I would like that but first I need to report at the front desk about my arrival and what dorm room I will be living in from today on, if you would not mind, could you perhaps guide me to the front desk?"