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Olympus Academy: The School For the Demigods [High-Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Location: Hallway → Arriving at the Banquet
Interacting With: Each other _{@lovely complex@Viciousmarrow}; Preston at the end _{@Holy Soldier}; Mentions of Dante and a short stare from Lissie _{@Altered Tundra}
May's Outfit | Felicity's Outfit

May sure was glad that whole stupid Spartan Race or whatever was done! She’d spent all morning at the Arena, only to find everybody had gone to their dorms… It sure made her feel silly! Then they had tried to stick under some flaming hot-hot-hot barbed wire and crawl in the icky, icky mud! Nope! May wasn’t about that life, not one bit! So she sat down and ate three brownies… No, wait, it was five! She was ecstatic when that Titan guy (Oedipus?) had run up and taken her place, so much so that she had to jump up and sing I’ll Make a Man Out of You to cheer him on. Ra-Ra Fighting Power! Mr. Titan man didn’t really like that though. He was like.. Three-fourths of the way done when he jumped up, all bloody and ewwww, and started yelling at her about singing the best song from Mulan. Can you believe they disqualified him for that?! It was sad because he was shouting and screaming about it afterwards. ‘I think he needs friends.’

Now May was with her super-best friend that she had just met today! They were practically inseparable and the blonde mute was really photogenic. As they strode from Felicity’s dorm, May had her camera out and took pictures of her new friend, the flash going off like a strobe light. Lissie was so super cute with her brand new Mickey Mouse cap on, the one that May had just given her like five seconds ago! And the blonde seemed to love it so much!

”Wow, Missy Lissie, you are so very pretty! Like one of those Czar Princesses that died! I am proud to call myself the Minnie Mouse to your Mickey Mouse!” The eccentric daughter of Demeter excitedly stowed away her camera and then grabbed the other girl’s pale hand. In sort of a forced action, May, wearing a Minnie Mouse cap, was skipping down the hall toward the banquet and dragging her friend with her. ”I am going to eat 30 cookies tonight. I hope I don’t get ultra sick like last time. That was terrible! I didn’t know a toilet could get stopped with so much vomit!”

Isaac, or Ike for short, hovered over the girls as the exuberant Asian was non-stop with her flash photography. You’d think by now Felicity and her familiar were use to it, but no. Ike made sure to stay away from the direction of the light attack, while Lissie kept squinting her eyes after she assumed May had taken a picture. The race was brutal. It was her first year and she was the first one to go for her team: no pressure at all. She was up against a beautiful brunette that went by the name: Mariana. They announced her as the Daughter of Apollo and she was extremely sweet when they stood next to each other. Her competitor even wished her good luck! (urgh, Lisse would need it).

If only the race was a simple run. Oh no, the teachers added something absolutely dreadful. Not only was she timed (which keep in mind she rarely runs!) but they put a belt on her that gave these nasty shocks. It’s been almost two years since she went through pain that bad. The being said, the shocks weren’t the problem. It was the run itself. Her legs felt like they would give out. Lissie just wanted to die! She would have surely passed out if Mariana didn’t get to the finish line. Little tears had welled up in her blue eyes, as she ran to Dante, her roommate, who was on the opposite team, in need of comfort. He kept quiet but gave her a warm, consoling hug. Sure, she just met her roommate today but she felt like she could trust him. If he wasn’t a kind man, he wouldn’t have allowed her to run into his embrace! Plus, he smelt nice.

During the rest of the race, she somehow made friends with a bubbly girl, who ate a lot and sang weird, catchy tunes throughout the competition. One of her tunes made this brute of a man, who ended up doing May’s challenge, angrily jolt up… letting the barbed wire and fire… ouchie. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Yet, his rage kept him standing. He was so bloody...

Lissie would have gone to the banquet with Dante, but he seemed like he was upset at her, or he simply wanted some alone time. Either way, May did ask her new best friend, Lissie assumed that was her, to escort her to the ball - so the tiny blonde accepted. Now here they were walking to the banquet where Lissie hoped to see Dante at. She would feel more confident if he was there, even if he stood afar. Being new was nerve wracking.

Her pale face had no makeup on and her blonde locks were wildly graceful. Lissie wasn’t like many girls who put crazy amount of attention into her looks (all she did was comb her knots out). She was able to find a red dress her third ex-mother gave her when she was ‘dressing’ her daughter up like a doll. It was at the very bottom of her trunk in her humble abode, the abandoned warehouse. She still had her white bow shoes too! The trunk was something she had found on the streets a year ago, which although she struggled getting it to the warehouse, when it did arrive it made a home for her personal wardrobe (rather than stuffed in a suitcase she stole from her third ex-dad). Lissie didn’t have many clothes, but she had enough to last awhile, or at least while she was still small.

Lifting her hands, Felicity adjusted her mouse cap. She had seen the icon of a mouse before and knew it was a worldwide image for a film company, but she had never seen a Disney movie in her life. The young girl was confused as to why they were being mices for the banquet, but she assumed it was a party hat - right? When May finished taking pictures, Lissie gave a quiet sigh of relief and allowed Ike to rest on her wrist. He then began to express his master’s thoughts to her newly acquainted friend telepathically, or at least his short and straight to the point way of saying things, “Charming, Miss Bentley. I’m sure history will repeat itself.” He had a flat voice with a hint (well, it wasn’t that subtle) of sarcasm, scrutiny, and austerity. The raven came across as highly intelligent, resourceful, loyal, and kind of like a butler. A butler who found humor in being an ass to everyone but his Master (it took awhile to gain his trust). Lissie scolded her familiar mentally. Be nice. This is my nice, Felicity Compliment her. Say she looks cute! I’d rather not Ike! Very well, Madam.

“You’re lucky you’re pretty as well.” Everything you say comes out so mean! “Oh. And my darling Felicity has never watched a Disney movie in her entire life, but she’s flattered to be the mascot of a multinational mass media and entertainment conglomerate for the night. Truly, she is.” By this point, she was praying to the gods to save her from her familiar’s tyranny. Hopefully May did not take any of his words personal! Lissie stared at the girl extremely apologetic. Isaac, on the other hand, was enjoying this interaction thoroughly.

May blinked in confusion as Lissie’s pet spoke words that went right through one ear and out the other. It was all too eloquent for her simple yet sporadic mind. Instead, she just laughed obnoxiously. Boy, was that silly! She'd never seen a Disney movie?! What a joke! “Your thing is funny! It talks like it's a person, and that's just silly-billies!” Jabbing the cutie-patootie playfully, their joyous adventure took them into the illustrious banquet hall.

It’s official. She’ll make you go down a grade level. Oh hush, stop being so silly-billies~ Don’t start that now.

With a chuckle, May remembered her time here in the year prior. Though her humorous expression was quite bizarre, considering it had been absolutely awful!

“Last year, I sat in that corner over there and cried lots! Nobody had wanted to be my friend and I lost that icky competition!” She shook her head vigorously at the thought and continued her rapid-paced banter. “It was bad because they had this thing that did this thing for the challenge and I peed my pants! Everybody made fun of me for it. But I ate all the cookies ever, so that was good. Yep yep!” May was surprisingly chipper about her not-so-glamorous first impressions, albeit not at all descriptive about what had caused her accident. Throwing an arm around her best friend, she guided them to one of the first tables near the doors in a wild, frenetic dance. The music excited the young woman and pumped her spirits up so much!

From on top of the Bulgarian girl’s thin arm, Ike glanced over at the overly joyed May, along with Lissie. They both couldn’t understand why a girl would be cheering a story like that. Pity filled the blonde. She needed to become close with this girl so she had some sort of happiness in her life besides cookies. The ebony raven turned his head with a sigh. Looking forward, he released a mutter into his companion's head. That isn’t your responsibility. As much as the bird wanted to sympathize with the stranger, he couldn’t. He looked at everyone with a skeptical gaze. It was his responsibility to watch over Lissie. He may not be able to protect her from physical pain, yet, but he could prevent her heart from getting involved with bad apples. He didn’t need her other half to awaken.

”I hope nothing bad happens to you tonight like it did with me, Missie Lissie!” Comfortingly, the peculiar daughter of Demeter put a hand on the back of the blonde’s while her other hand snatched a brownie from one of the plates in front of her. Snacking on the delicious, mouth watering treat, her brown orbs scanned the crowd, noting all the beautiful boys and girls. ”“Oh, I have an idea! Let's play Bang, Date, or Pass! I point at someone and you tell me which to pick!” she exclaimed, hoping to break the ice with a sort of risque game. Go hard or go home, right?! Closing her eyelids, she randomly chose… Dante! She didn't know a lot about him, but he was an attractive man. “Hmmm… I would bang him! ...No, wait! Date! I mean I'd date him and then bang him!" May was talking louder than most people should and it was very obvious she was pointing at the boy. Oblivious, she didn't seem to register her circumstances.

An unsettling feeling crawled into Lissie as her hands balled into a fist. She didn’t understand this feeling growing into her skin, filling her blood. Her eyes darkened, but for now, she was still the same girl. For now. Lissie stood still as Ike flew off her wrist and went onto her right shoulder. “Miss Bentley, why don’t we explore the party? Meet other colleagues to talk about… Disney.” This time a rather forceful Felicity grabbed onto her friend’s arm, becoming the one in control and leading her to someone. They went straight to another handsome boy that could keep May’s mind off of Dante. Her raven looked at the male, who held a glass of Merlot, and tastefully greeted, “Good evening, sir. I would like to formally introduce you to Felicity Underwood, the Daughter of Hecate, and May Bentley, the Daughter of Demeter. You can call me, Isaac, I will be Felicity’s voice for the night due to her inability to speak.” Lissie let her eyes trail down the banquet table and looked at her roommate, who was beside a cute girl. He's a lady charmer...

”Him?” May glared at the beautiful man for a moment then back to the blonde, her head cocked in a questioning manner. “I'd date and bang him too!” she cried, as if he weren't right in front of her. Oopsie daisies! If there were two things May lacked, they'd be sense and tact. Upon realizing what she'd said, the dark haired girl clapped both hands over her mouth, silently hoping Lissie and her bird could get her out of this scenario.

I don’t want to be here right now… sorry Ike. Lissie turned, her blonde locks moving with the swiftness of her spin. She started trailing into the crowd away from her new friend. She didn’t like how she was feeling right now. One moment.

In the air now, Isaac telepathically apologized, “Excuse us. My apologies for Felicity’s impoliteness, she has been… under the weather.” Bringing his attention to May, he verbally ushered, “You two should get acquainted. Perhaps dance? Oh! Look at that. Ballroom music.” Hurriedly, he pivoted around but saw that Felicity had disappeared. Phenomenal. He calmly, but with internal anxiety, entered the crowd himself.

Wee woo, wee woo, wee woo! An alarm was blaring in May’s head as Lissie abandoned her and forced her to deal with her own problems. This was very, very bad! ”Um… I've gotta go pee!” she shouted her excuse aloud before running away from the man, her legs trembling and face reddened in embarrassment. Why did these things always happen to her!?

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@Hippocamp No worries. Why don't you PM smarty and talk about how their interaction went down instead? So after the timeskip it can be more in 'summary' form.

I'm currently writing the timeskip post so I don't want you to stress if you don't need to :)
take as much time you need.

I hope your life brightens up :(

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To the General Public:

There are a few plot holes I will be addressing more as the story goes on - giving explanations and such. I do think in terms of blades, since some powers can have bladed based abilities, will be dealt with accordingly. People who require items for their powers, can't get them confiscated, now can they? Tris is obviously insane. SO. He will not be allowed a weapon. But I do think I can create something that allows a select few. Bare with me. I have a lot of threading to do in terms of the story.

Added:

Legion helped me think of a better way to deal with weapons! Most of this is in his words: Powers are only supposed to be actively used within the control room. Mrs. Lovelace has an armory, inside a locker for each student who owns a weapon and is required to hand it over at the end of class. He/She gets it for training but then must return it. Seniors who've shown exceptional maturity and responsibility can keep theirs in their room or conceal in public (depending if they have a concealed-carry permit and such).

Hugo would be the exception that he just forgets to hand it over and just teleports out of the control room before Mrs. Lovelace can grab it from him. Considering he's already a Senior Mrs. Lovelace will have given up on trying to hunt him down because he never seemed to have used it in public and he doesn't go into the city (but that would be Beast's decision) where the katana could be seen.

To Newcomers and people that need to catch up:

For the two newcomers joining the reigns @Altered Tundra @Viciousmarrow, I do encourage you to read when you have the free time. Not everything, but some collabs and posts yes. I will be giving a overview in my timeskip post, but there is some collabs like Reputation, Down the Rabbit Hole, Vincent, Delineation, and The Red Level that addresses important things that pertain to the story. Their a long read, I'll give you that, but they're important, even if your character was not physically there. Reputation is the climax of the party, that changed the pace of the roleplay. Down the Rabbit Hole, at least the first and second scene, brings to light why the schools are even permitted to exist. Vincent is not the most important collab but it still holds value in terms of the story. The fire still very much lives in my villain. And I do believe this collab should not be overlooked. Vincent will not be a name left in the dark. Delineation shows the audience my villain's view of the feud. Honestly, if you want to know a general overview of the war, that is the collab you read. The Red Level, the second half, shows what a stimulation room can do (to a degree). But there's a kicker. If you pay attention to the scene, something went terribly wrong - hinting at something else. I won't specify because I want you guys to entertain the possibilities.

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To Everyone:

A writer did get me thinking so I thought I'd tell everyone this:

I want people to make their story arcs more prevalent. I want you guys all to take control of the direction of the story. Just because I have things planned, doesn't mean things will continue to go in that direction. You all have just as much power of the story as I do. You just need to test yourself as a writer. One of the best things about this roleplay, for me at least, is how real it is. It doesn't stray away from the darkness of human nature. But when there's darkness, there's also light. And I want you all to help me create a beautiful story.

I can promise you, things will not be easy. Things will surely get intense. But together, we can create something great. I love you all and I've never been this invested in a roleplay before. Now it's time to make your story arc shine. Meanwhile, I will lead everyone to answers :)

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@Viciousmarrow@FacePunch@Legion02

Looks like a detail I overlooked last night. I do know there is one character, I believe it's one of Beast's who has a physical weapon hidden. Regardless, both Legion and FacePunch do strike up interesting points.

Charade's powers are completely on the defense side so he wouldn't be able to protect himself if someone were to actually catch him. However, his powers are still strong enough to use someone's attack against them. Full counter, basically.

Since it's 6:30 in the morning, this may or may not make sense...

I would like to believe Charade did not have the sword until he went through the major personality change before the fire, after "the party". I doubt a punk rock skater called Blink Dog would carry a fence like weapon around.

I however do respect Hushed's wishes and although she supports whatever decision I make, no matter the decision, I do agree with Legion that the teachers would address this. I don't think getting rid of the idea is necessary but the teachers during his forced therapy sessions would have replaced it with an alternative of some sort.

Granted, like most kids, things can be hidden. And he still very much can have the sword hiding somewhere. Like how all our students have something hiding in the walls or ceilings.

I do think to avoid people from feeling like they will get stabbed suddenly, I'd like you to think of an alternative, Viciousmarrow. You don't need to delete the concept but I do think you can have an almost real sword. Cosplayers make the damndest things nowadays.

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This brings up another matter. I do hope you guys know this roleplay has a high chance of getting dark where people will get wounded and potentially killed. Don't worry, your character won't die unless you will it to be so (give permission). The entire school is no longer in a prank war. The walking weapons aim to destroy one another. Of course none of that will happen anytime soon, since I think death and despair is a story element better saved for later when things get truly real, but I don't see this roleplay being a safe haven for any of our cast members. It's a board game of Risk, you have the white side, the black side, the potential uprising side, and those who have their own agenda or just want pure chaos.

If any of you are concerned with the direction this roleplay may go, feel free to PM me and I'll let you in on some things in my head.

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@Viciousmarrow This can only go badly for my hero >.>

He's accepted hahaha. :)

CLOSED.

@Dirty Pretty Lies I'm indifferent. So whatever the majority chooses, I'm okay with. Sorry for the hold up with my characters. I do mean to get them in soon, this week has just been murder. :)

Still in this btw.