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Spy Academy: An Espionage Story

@ThetaGirl Glad you're interested!

@Sierra Believe me, I understand your pain. School RPs are pretty overused and often not good, but I think I'm onto something here, I dunno. Glad to see I've at least piqued your interest.

@Hannya Nice! welcome to the club, glad to have ya

SPY ACADEMY: An Espionage Story

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Surveillance, Protection, Infiltration, and Gadgetry Academy

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Premise

S.P.I.G.A. is an academy for budding spies founded in the 1500s by a group of agents working on the behalf of Queen Elizabeth to recruit new agents into their field to help undermine her opponents to the throne. (Fun fact- the school was formerly known as S.P.I.A.- the "gadgetry" part was added at a later date.) Built into a large manor, the Academy soon attracted too much attention and burnt to the ground in a fake fire. A new academy, which still stands today, was constructed on the unmapped location of Calladon Island. The Academy trains field agents for a variety of purposes around the world. The Academy is anonymous to all but those who have attended it and the highest government officials. A formerly open-for-application school, the Academy has since closed its doors to all but those who have been nominated by another. Due to limited attendance at the school, parents generally nominate their children to attend.

A boarding school, S.P.I.G.A. prides itself on its luxurious campus and living spaces, but the school is not a breeze to move through. Featuring both difficult academic courses and rigorous spy training, the Academy also contains a surprise in the form of a potentially lethal yearly final exam. The young students are also considered international assets and can be sent on missions if the need arises. The need is yet to arise, but judging by the rising disrest in various countries across the globe, the young spies may find themselves in the field of war a little earlier than expected.

The date is September 21st, 20XX, the traditional first days of school as students arrive to the island for a year of adventure, danger, and amazement.

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More to Come!

I'm ready to write up a lot more about this slightly (actually very) overused gem, but first I'd like to gauge interest. If you'd like to join but have a question, feel more than free to ask. I do hope you stumble upon this and find interest.

Cordially yours,

Agent 47

Spy Academy: An Espionage Story

w e l c o m e t o



Surveillance, Protection, Infiltration, and Gadgetry Academy

---

Premise

S.P.I.G.A. is an academy for budding spies founded in the 1500s by a group of agents working on the behalf of Queen Elizabeth to recruit new agents into their field to help undermine her opponents to the throne. (Fun fact- the school was formerly known as S.P.I.A.- the "gadgetry" part was added at a later date.) Built into a large manor, the Academy soon attracted too much attention and burnt to the ground in a fake fire. A new academy, which still stands today, was constructed on the unmapped location of Calladon Island. The Academy trains field agents for a variety of purposes around the world. The Academy is anonymous to all but those who have attended it and the highest government officials. A formerly open-for-application school, the Academy has since closed its doors to all but those who have been nominated by another. Due to limited attendance at the school, parents generally nominate their children to attend.

A boarding school, S.P.I.G.A. prides itself on its luxurious campus and living spaces, but the school is not a breeze to move through. Featuring both difficult academic courses and rigorous spy training, the Academy also contains a surprise in the form of a potentially lethal yearly final exam. The young students are also considered international assets and can be sent on missions if the need arises. The need is yet to arise, but judging by the rising disrest in various countries across the globe, the young spies may find themselves in the field of war a little earlier than expected.

The date is September 21st, 20XX, the traditional first days of school as students arrive to the island for a year of adventure, danger, and amazement.

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More to Come!

I'm ready to write up a lot more about this slightly overused gem, but first I'd like to gauge interest. If you'd like to join but have a question, feel more than free to ask. I do hope you stumble upon this and find interest.

Cordially yours,

Agent 47

Hogwarts: Before the War

@Peridot

I'll make the corrections to the backstory tomorrow, but the move-to-London thing was intended as a coincidental, lucky break for Tom thing. I'll make up a muggle reason for moving.

Gods Of A New World (Interest Check)

sure.

Hogwarts: Before the War

@Peridot Hi, I'm interested, but I'm a little confused about foreign characters. The Quill of Acceptance only records the names of magical children born in Britain, and Hogwarts only accepts those whose names are written down by the Quill of Acceptance. How come some accepted characters weren't born in the UK?

@BingTheWing

I dont believe it only records the names of magical children in Britain. I think its left vague iirc

The Patron Saints || A Unique Superhero RP

Teleportation was never a pleasant feeling. It was convenient for traveling across the rather expansive city, but it felt wrong. Olivia landed on the rooftop, feeling sick to her stomach. Luckily, that issue was resolved for her fairly quickly, thanks to Guardian's helping hand. Olivia took a deep breath and entered the building, her skin and clothing fading away into nothingness.

Inside the building was a large apartment complex, whose structure could clearly be seen as money-saving and efficient. Wooden doors lined the narrow corridor. On the cheap carpeting (perhaps from the Patron Saints warehouse?) were several bodies, charred, and one that looked peppered with shotgun shells. Olivia faded back into view, kneeling down next to one of the corpses and inspecting it.

"Somebody was here and dealt with this problem themselves. Probably not one of us." She stood. "Judging by the fact that we aren't being devoured whole by a swarm of gangsters, either this entire place is evacuated or they've holed themselves into one room. We cleaning up this problem?"

@Silvan Haven

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Deep underneath the sidewalks of Red Harbor, Lance stood in a frigid room, a room that was many times colder than the frigid outdoors. The icy white room was lined with air conditioners of varying quality. Lance stood in the center of the room, wearing a comfortable two-piece suit, black, and holding a pair of bloody pliers. Lance was joined by a heavily-tattooed man, tied to a chair, in the cell. Lance placed the pliers down on a nearby table that also contained several models of acid and a half-finished cup of rum. Lance looked back at his captive. "I'll give you a few moments to think about what you said. I'll be back for you, don't you worry."

Lance exited the room and walked up the metal stairs that led to the warehouse. Swinging open the metal door, he was very surprised to find two others individuals joining him in the secret base. Regaining his composure suddenly and quickly, he reached down to his belt and pulled out a small black Glock, levering it at the intruders.

“You have 10 fucking seconds to tell me who you are and what you’re doing here before I use your blood to dye these carpets,” the half-drunk man growled, his gun hand vibrating gently.”

@Krayzikk @Amaranth

The Patron Saints || A Unique Superhero RP

@everyone when you LEGIT forget about this I don't even know wtf is with me anymore

We're actually going to move on now, hopefully y'all are still onboard with this shit

arggghh i hate myself

Hogwarts: Before the War

Thomas Kjell Bergström

Name:
Thomas Kjell Bergström

Age:
15

Birthday:
March 17th

Sex:
Male

Ethnicity:
Caucasian

Nationality:
Swedish

School Year :
5th

Blood Status:
Muggle-Born

Hogwarts House:
Gryffindor

The Hat saw traits of Hufflepuff in the boy, but it was clear to the Sorting Hat that Tom belonged in Gryffindor. He was courageous, daring, curious, and willing to put everything on the line for those he holds dear.

Pet:
Erik (Bengal Cat)

Tom loves the damned thing to death. It's excellent at catching rats and is ferociously loyal.

Boggart:
A giant, disgusting rat ---> a fat rat wearing a comical clown suit (I know, I'm not funny, this is the bes i can do I'm sorry please give me advice or something i dunno)

Tom hates rats. Back in Sweden they were a constant nuisance for the family and many of them bit Tom. Obviously, a giant one would be rather frightful for the boy.

Wand:
Sycamore, Unicorn hair, 12.5 inches, quite rigid

The sycamore makes a questing wand, eager for new experience and losing brilliance if engaged in mundane activities. It is a quirk of these handsome wands that they may combust if allowed to become ‘bored,’ and many witches and wizards, settling down into middle age, are disconcerted to find their trusty wand bursting into flame in their hand as they ask it, one more time, to fetch their slippers. As may be deduced, the sycamore’s ideal owner is curious, vital and adventurous, and when paired with such an owner, it demonstrates a capacity to learn and adapt that earns it a rightful place among the world's most highly-prized wand woods.

Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard.
Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may 'die' and need replacing.

Favourite Lesson:
D.A.D.A.

His passion. Gets great marks.

Least Favourite Lesson:
History of Magic

If the rat was suddenly purged from existence, this would probably be his Boggart. Horrifying....ly boring.

Extracurricular Activities:
Gryffindor Chaser at Quidditch

Significantly talented at Quidditch. Open to joining other clubs.

Appearance:

I know, I know. Have a moment to take it all in.

Standing at 5’7” and weighing in at 129 pounds, Tom has put on quite a bit of muscle from Muggle sports in his early years and Quidditch (as well as running from troube) at Hogwarts. His sinewy figure has caused him to become rather attractive. He has light beige, rather fair skin, and his hair takes a light shade of blonde, though it is darker near the top of his head. He has bright, blue eyes with a sort of determined look to them and fairly light skin.

Tom normally wears the standard dress code required for Hogwarts, and sports a scarlet red pair of dress robes. When in Muggle settings, anything will do for him.

Personality:

”I know it’s the Forbidden Forest. I'm finding out why it's forbidden!

Tom is naturally questing, fun-loving and sociable. Tom is incredibly extroverted and enjoys spending time out and about. He is naturally inquisitive and curious, enjoys new experiences, making new friends, and even putting his foot over the line every so often. He’s audacious, brave, and willing to defy the odds.

“Do you have a map? ‘Cause I'm getting lost in your eyes.”

Tom is also naturally a flirt and is easily smitten by just about anybody, no matter house. Whether it’s in Binns’s class, the halls, or in the middle of Quidditch practice, Tom doesn’t mind throwing out a pick-up line or so. While he’s often just teasing, he does have his eyes on a few students in particular. Tom is also a teasing person, but he attempts to make sure that his words aren’t taken seriously.

“What did you call me?”

Tom is quite easily angered and holds grudges that can last for long times. He lacks self-restraint and once he is fired up, it’s difficult to cool him off again. He despises bullies and people who care deeply about blood purity. He holds himself to high moral standards and would never dare pull a move himself.

Backstory:

Tom was born in Malmö, Sweden, to two Muggles, though the family later moved to the countryside. Tom showed early signs of magic in his youth, such as levitating kitchen pans, breaking glasses, and even hovering slightly. His family just thought these were tricks of the light or such, but Tom felt that he had something else. Tom grew to admire Muggle magicians such as Harry Houdini, Harry Blackstone Senior, and Jasper Maskelyne, and aspired to one day be able to perform magic like them.

At age 7, Tom's family packed their bags and moved again to London, where the economy was booming so Tom's family could find a job. This put him on the list for the Quill of Acceptance, as Tom was, in fact, a muggle-born wizard, a fact that would not have been recognized by Durmstrangs if the family had remained in Sweden. Tom had gotten a lucky break. Divine intervention? (No.)

When the letter from Hogwarts came, Tom was, of course, greatly surprised, but the fact that he was a wizard felt right to him. He had known there was something different, and now, he had confirmed it. His parents, on the other hand, were absolutely shocked out of their minds that their son would be leaving for a magic school, but they eventually managed to calm themselves down and prepare their only son for the new experience.

Tom arrived at Hogwarts and was sorted into Gryffindor with little hesitation on the Hat's part. He made several friends, both inside and outside of his House, and several enemies due to the tensions with blood purity. Tom's teachers were also mostly not thrilled with him, due to the fact that his efforts in the classes- with the exception of D.A.D.A.- were very limited.

This is his 5th year as a student at Hogwarts, where Tom hopes to be able to enjoy a fulfilling time at the school while also getting good OWL grades (at least in D.A.D.A.)

Extra:

-Owns a Cleansweep. It’s battered, and he wants a new one.

-Has earned a reputation as a troublemaker and has attended more than 100 detentions in his time at Hogwarts. Definitely ruled out as a prefect.

-Can speak both English and Swedish fluently. And has a very slight Swedish accent.

prompteroni

It was about 10:00 PM or so in Hogwarts Castle, and Tom was sprinting through the halls. He had just been returning to the Gryffindor commons when Pringle saw him. Luckily, the Caretaker had not seen his face, so if he could only find a hiding spot, he would be in the clear. He just needed a place to hide, just for a moment. He reached the 7th floor and stopped. There was nowhere left to run. He could hear Pringle’s feet and knew he was gaining on him. He angrily paced the room. He was going to miss Quidditch practice again because of detention, he knew it. He just needed a place to hide from the angry caretaker.

He opened his eyes and stopped his pacing when he saw a large door in front of him. Curiously, he walked through. Inside, there was a small space, not exactly roomy, but enough to hide in. Tom squeezed into the area, and the door shut behind him. He could hear the Caretaker run past, and he grinned. Thank God for this room, whatever the hell it was.

He would be back tomorrow to see how exactly the room worked.

Hogwarts: Before the War

normally i'm the slytherin in these types of things but i guess i'm ravenclaw