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Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

"Out of my way, abomination." Aenor hissed at the dark elf girl in front of him. She was blocking his way, as if she didn't know that he was of a greater race than she.
"Care to repeat that?" Sithra looked over her shoulder. "Do it a bit louder this time. I'd love to see a self-rightous prettyboy like you get in trouble with the school." She smirked and looked away from the light elf.
Just her luck to be stuck in the same subway station as one of them. Hopefully, she could just ignore him until they reached school. Sithra sighed, knowing that it was unlikely. She cursed fluently in Japanese, her native tongue, attracting a few odd looks from the others waiting at the station. The prettyboy didn't look like he understood her, though. Bonus.
Aenor didn't understand the dark elf's muttering, not that he cared. English was the only language he needed, and if someone else didn't understand him, well, that was their fault.
Just then, the train pulled in and the two elves boarded, making their way to opposite ends of the car. Now, to ignore each other for as long as possible.

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

Name: Sithra Leren'kuar
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Halfling Race: Dark elf
Appearance: Black skin (truly black, not dark brown), silver hair, purple eyes, lithe, 5'7". She wears black cargo shorts, a dark blue crop top, and combat boots
Personal belongings with them: a set of five throwing knives and a jade hairpin that can be used as a knife

Name: Aenor
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Halfling Race: Light elf
Appearance: Pale skin, golden hair, crystal blue eyes, slim, 5'8". He is always elegantly attired in white pants, a white longcoat, a light blue dress shirt, and white dress shoes
Personal belongings with them: a set of magic books given to him by his father

The Three Continents Division

It was a ragtag group of soldiers who had escaped together, under the command of British doctor and captain James Tyler. The men and women represented three continents altogether; Europe, Asia, and North America. Having escaped, however, they now had to navigate the harsh Middle Eastern landscape whilst avoiding enemy soldiers, and somehow make their way back to friendly territory before their meager supplies ran out. Failing that, they would somehow need to restock. It would be dangerous, however. One could never know who was an enemy in disguise.
During their perilous escape, they banded together out of necessity. Now that they are free, they stick together because it's the safest thing to do. These soldiers, thrown together by fate, grew close. Before they reached safety, they decided that they would stick together for the remainder of the war. No team assigned by any army pencil-pusher could work together so well, could read each other and cooperate so easily.
Once they eventually got to safety, they were met by American soldiers. James introduced himself as Captain James Tyler of the Three Continents Division. It was decided by the higher-ups that they would stick together, and Captain Tyler lead his team into several dangerous missions and back out safely. Before the war was over, they had achieved a reputation; most successful missions, least casualties, and all in all bloody dangerous people. The Three Continents Division was the most well known and the most feared division of the war.

Inspired by the Sherlock/G. I. Joe fan fiction story, In Arduis Fidelis by Raliena.

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Where in the Middle East they are is intentionally vague, as is what war is going on, because it doesn't really matter.
I call Captain James Tyler, if this is ever made.

What d'you think?

The Seelie Court

Modern, most likely. We can be from a different time period if you want, though. That's one of the things that isn't set in stone.

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

I, as well, am interested. This sounds quite fun~

The Seelie Court

"Milady, our numbers are few. As we are, we cannot stand against the Unseelie should matters come to war." The Seelie knight stated worriedly, kneeling before his queen. "We must have more warriors if we are to survive."
"I know, my knight. I have a plan, but it will require the use of much of my magic. After it is done, I will have to appoint a queen-regent for quite some time." The Seelie queen stood before a stained-glass window depicting victory against the Unseelie in ages past. "We will have to use the Chamber."
"Milady, no!" The knight cried. "It is too dangerous! The army needs their queen. You cannot leave at such a crucial time!"
"You dare tell me what I can and cannot do?" The queen said sharply, before her face and voice softened. "It is already decided. We have no other choice. Gather my council. I shall require their services."
"... as milady commands." The knight bowed and took his leave, spreading the queen's message to the seven fae who made up her council. They gathered in the throne room, where the queen waited for them.
"Members of my council." The queen began, looking over the assembled few. "We are in a grave position. Our numbers cannot hold against the Unseelie if they should attack. There is but one path that we can take. I must use the Chamber." She held up a hand to quell their cries of protest. "I have made up my mind, and you cannot dissuade me. I need you to gather human candidates, as many as can be found. Whilst you do so, I shall decide upon a queen-regent. Go now. Do not fail me."
Such was the queen's authority that the council left without another word, leaving both the throne room and the fae realm, immediately beginning their search. They scattered across the human world, gathering as many humans that could be made fae as were to be found.
Back in the throne room, the queen looked up at the victory scene and sighed. She held fast in the face of great danger. So now must I. No matter what happens, I will not fail my people.

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In case you hadn't guessed, this would be an action RP. Yes, it will come to war, the Seelie versus the Unseelie. There will be some time before that, however, so there will be time for our characters to get to know each other.
The Chamber is a magical room of sorts. Humans are placed inside, and the queen uses her magic to transform them into fae. It's a highly draining process, causing magical and physical exhaustion, or worse. Hence why it's a last resort in times of dire need.
Not all humans can be made into fae. The fae can sense whether or not a human is, ah, eligible? So all our characters would become fae, because otherwise, they wouldn't be in the fae realm.
The fae realm and the human world are linked, but only the fae have worked out how to get from one realm to the other. This RP would be set mainly in the fae realm, of course, but the human world can be visited if you want.

So, what d'you think?

Project Pantheon - Always Accepting

Appearance: Ai always wears black leggings, black pirate boots, and a royal purple tunic with a black belt. As for her costume, she goes for practicality over appearance and wears a black catsuit with short black boots that are perfect for running and fighting in.
She has an Asian skin tone, brown eyes with a hint of red, and black hair that brushes her shoulders. She stands at 5'6" and has a lithe figure
Name: Ai Kudo
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Type of hero: Scientific creation
Powers: Ai can summon and control fire. Her eyes glow red when she does so; the more powerful the fire, the more her eyes glow
Skills: She can deduce a person's life story from their appearance and mannerisms, and stores the information in a "Mind Palace". She deletes from her memory things that she considers useless
Biography: Ai has no family that she knows of; the only life she remembers is the lab. She has only recently been released from said lab, and is spending her time learning everything she considers necessary
Personality: Ai is cold, almost emotionless. She's blunt, independent, and a loner by nature
Things to note: The only emotion she ever shows is to her pet ferret, Kiseki. She loves that ferret. Ai takes Kiseki with her wherever she goes

We, the Kitsune

That's the gist of it, yeah. The PC's would probably do a great variety of things (fighting, adventuring, a bit of thieving, etc.), but end up forming the country spoken of in the first post. Of course, there can be humans sympathetic to the kitsune and vice versa.

And yes, the clans have quite a lot of infighting. The Water and Earth clans hate the Fire clan, the Wind clan looks down on the Water and Fire clans, and they're all nervous around the Darkness clan.

We, the Kitsune

Name: Kumiko of the Water Clan
Age: 517
Gender: Female
Species: Kitsune
Appearance: In human form, Kumiko has an Asian skin tone, sea blue hair, sea blue fox ears and tails with black tips, brown eyes, and stands at 5'10". She tends to wear a royal blue tunic over black leggings and bare feet. In fox form, she is about the size of a fully grown grey fox, and her fur is sea blue tipped with black
Other: Kumiko is an accomplished mage, as are all kitsune, and also uses dual short swords

We, the Kitsune

We are hunted.

The humans, the superstitious humans, have tracked us down across the world. Every day, our numbers dwindle. If this continues, an ancient and noble race will be wiped out because of human beliefs. There is no safe place for us, not anymore. Not after the human kings annulled the treaty granting us sanctuary.

We are in danger.

As our numbers shrink, we are getting more and more desperate to survive. Some of us are turning on each other, seeking to become the strongest. They think that will give them a better chance. They don't know what I know. There is only one way for us to survive. We must stand tall, establish a land of our own, and defend it with tooth and claw and magic. We must show the humans that we are not to be trifled with.

We, the hunted.

We, the endangered.

We, the kitsune.

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Kitsune are Japanese fox demons. All you need to know for this RP is that they have powerful magic, as long as they have their starstone. They have a fox form and a human form; when in human form, they still have a few fox features, most often ears and tails. Kitsune are very long-lived, and gain another tail for every hundred years they live.
This is set in another world, in the age of swords and spears and horses. Very few, if any, humans have magic, and it's usually not very powerful.
There are 5 kitsune clans: the Water, Fire, Wind, Earth, and Darkness clans. What clan a kitsune is in will affect their appearance; for example, a Fire clan kitsune will likely have red fur or eyes.
You can be kitsune or human, whatever you please.

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