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NO REX

DON'T LISTEN TO ITS LIEEEEEEEEEES

I became a magical boy and got absolutely no powers for it

What a rip


Academy of the Arts: Sound Room

Rose’s stare betwixt both gentleman within the mess strewn sound room. Both Lute and Lucien gulped upon receiving her icy glare, a bead of sweat forming at the nape of their neck as she confronted them. Lucien seemed ready to meet his maker, before suddenly Trixie appeared! Holding onto one of Sebastian’s legs, reinforcing her powers of adorableness (which from the looks of Sebastian’s face had worked wonders on the horse already), Trixie pleaded for Rose to become ‘calm’, even despite her having all the right that was invested to her as the Academy’s Student Council President to deal with troublemakers such as this. As Rose turned, to face Trixie and begin to reply to the diminutive prankster, Lucien took the opportunity to flee, again, and begin screaming down the halls as he did so, leaving Lute and Trixie behind all on their own.

She was about to take one foot forward to give chase, but then stopped again. Turning, she fixed Lute another glare that forced the man to take more effort in standing up straight, before glancing back to the vanishing summoner and narrowing her eyes. As she considered her options, she spotted the pleading look within Trixie’s eyes, and walked forwards towards her, to pat and nuzzle her hair with the most delicate and beautiful smile imaginable.

“That’s okay, little girl. I’m sorry to make you worry, but it’s my job to deal with troublemakers, otherwise they do nothing but cause such a mess, and we can’t allow that.” She fixed another glare over her shoulder at Lute, before turning to smile back towards Trixie again. “My name is Rose. Are you lost, little girl? Did you lose your mummy and daddy? Such oafs as these can’t possibly be your guardians, can they?”

“I’m Lute Aiseirigh, ma’am.” The blonde haired man piped up. “We’re guilders and… We went here with another guilder whose sister belonged in this Academy. We were simply supposed to tour, but I have a thing with horses, so I got scared of your steed… and I really caused a big mess. Sorry. If you don’t mind, I’ll go finish my clean up now…?”

Rose turned to look back towards Lute again, and then she was up and away from Trixie, stalking towards Lute in no time at all. He couldn’t but yelp before he suddenly found his entire vision filled with the beautiful smooth face of Rose de Cervantes, who stilled fixed him with a glare that could burn a hole through his head. And then, that expression suddenly shifted, into another pleasant and disarming smile. The very same that she gave Trixie.

“Hello Lute, my name is Rose.” She extended out her hand for a formal shake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, and a pleasure to hear your apology. Mistakes happen, I’m just trying to do my best to prevent as many as I can, and to see that whatever mistakes do happen, are mopped up correctly. We must always endeavour to do our best, and teach one another the proper means of being professional, should we not?”

She cocked her head to the side, and her heart-warming smile grew even sweeter. “I must say, it’s refreshing to see a man take responsibility for his actions and learn something from it, as opposed to running away like your little friend there just did. Not to worry, he won’t be able to escape his punishment, just as my brother won’t either.” She turned, and with a shrill whistle drew the attention of Sebastian who still waited patiently at the doorway to the sound room. He suddenly turned, whilst being mindful and respectful of Trixie around his feet, to allow the prankster to part without being trampled, and then stood to attention for his Mistress’s commands. “Sebastian, you know what to do.”

With a triumphant neigh, Sebastian reared up on his hind legs and pedalled his front feet in the air, before then turning and dashing in the direction Lucien had ran in. There would be no escape.

“Now,” Rose turned back to Lute and Trixie with her award winning smile. “Let’s be quick in storing these instruments away, and then we can properly discipline him.”


Academy of the Arts: Dalia’s Group

After Dylan’s acceptance, Estelle, with a dash of caution, began to follow the rest of her friends towards the Academy’s Main Building, and the exhibitions held within as they began their search for the rest of their colleagues. If both Dylan and Dalia said it was okay, then it was okay for her too, and the rest of her friends all seemed enthused to some degree by the prospect of a fancy party before them. Estelle wasn’t too sure about, but she would try to have fun. Could she ‘do’ fancy, though? She had never experienced anything like it before in her life, other then her short experience in the Hawthorne Family’s ballroom during their Vandrell nightmare.



"So Simon? Do you do much event photography?" Syed asked, turning to make conversation with the overenthusiastic and grinning student. Simon’s eyes lit up almost immediately after Syed’s question started, and began to explain with wild and dramatic gestures.

“Oh, you bet! I do all the photography for the school’s events and their newspaper too! I’m the best photographer on campus, and that’s no boast or lie too! Here, inside here you’ll be able to… see… my… work?”

Both Simon’s conversation and Estelle’s thoughts were shattered upon reuniting with some of her friends – Aria and Marcus first conversing with Keeva, mentioning something about a performance that Estelle was able to hear, before all hell broke out. Lucien running at a frantic pace and almost leaping into Moira’s arms, speaking what sounded to be incoherent nonsense…

…before she and everyone else heard a triumphantly loud neigh, and then the appearance of a white, regal horse with a moustache skidding around the corner, directly at them. It broke through the Pride and students’ ranks, to reach Lucien…!

And then suddenly snatched him up by his britches, lifting him into the air and giving the summoner the worst wedgie imaginable.
I just had the most devious and wonderful idea.

Lute needs to meet Elaine sometime.

That is, if he survives Rose first. 8D

EDIT: And posted.

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Good afternoon everyone! I hope everyone is doing well. I'm going to start working on a post now. ~w~

Lute is totally going to get murdered. Sorry, Kei. It's a rite of passage for new cute guys who join the rp. Lucien got a lot of it at first and now it's Lute's turn >8D
There are some out there about the internet (although I'm not searching because I'm not sure linking to external sites like that would be kosher for RPG, and because I prefer single thread RPs as opposed to the mess of a forum wide roleplay), it just takes a bit of searching to achieve.
Happy Birthday, Aki <3333333
Have a good run, Rex :)

My post is up!


Academy of the Arts: Corridor: Keeva’s Group

“What are you…?” Before Rose could finish her sentence, the dark, messy haired man in the girlish robes pushed the handsome, delicate featured white haired man in front of her, absconding to chase after his companion and Rose’s own steed, Sebastian. She could only watch and stare at the parting chaos and anarchy, and the resulting titanic crash of fallen musical instruments and bewildered shrieks and shouts with her mouth hung low, no words escaping her. It was only a few seconds later that Rose caught herself, and how unbecoming it was to stand and gawk like that, before she closed her mouth and pursed her lips together, the edges of her mouth curling into an expression of immense displeasure. Who on Ddaear were these people, and who did they think they were to be going around destroying her school?

She glanced at Marcus, and then to Aria and Trixie. Each of them returned an expression just as wincing and silently apologetic as the last, but each were too afraid to actually speak up, such was the fearsomeness of Rose’s delicate features. After seeing the venom with which she treated her own brother, they could all fully understand how apt her name was. Beautiful, but as sharp and dangerous as any real rose.

Her fingers released Angel’s ear, dropping the lazy sculpting student to the ground in a heap, before silently walking past her surrounding colleagues and slowly stalking her way to the sound room. Her final glares towards Keeva and Angel spoke volumes of her impression with how well they were able to handle and restrain unruly guests, which was to say not much at all.

The sudden silence of no one else talking within the sound stage finally clued Lucien and Lute on, in the middle of their retrieval of the fallen and discarded instruments, that something was now horribly wrong. Turning to look over their shoulders, they saw the figure of that familiar, beautiful girl silhouetted within the doorframe, and rubbing their eyes, almost believing to see a dark and demonic aura wafting into the air above her, her eyes glowing with intense heat. It was all a figment of the imagination of course, but what wasn’t was Rose’s seething anger, and demand for order and atonement. She fixed them with a stare that almost paralysed both men.

First Lucien, and his dopey and misplaced attempts at acting cool towards her that only helped interrupt her attempt at discipling her brother. And then Lute, who sent her poor horse Sebastian into an unfortunate frenzy and then creating such a horrible mess of things within this room. Both of them had a lot of explaining to do.

“You two. Here. Now.” Her eyes flicked down to the spot she expected them to hurry to. “Who are you, and what are you doing making such a unruly scene at our Academy?!”



"...ah, I'm sure they'll be alright." Marcus' face lit up with a smile, as he turned back around to Trixie, Aria and Keeva, and bent down to offer a hand to help Angel up. "I'm sure Miss... Rose, is it? Will be able to look after them okay. Is there anywhere else we should go and explore? The theatre or concert hall? Or any other exhibitions?"


Academy of the Arts: Courtyard: Dalia’s Group

Estelle’s brow furrowed upon hearing Tobias’ offering of a party, and then to the ready acceptance from Moira, who after snatching Xandra up in her arms and looked towards Amy with sparkling eyes resembling a kid upon Christmas. When Moira got going like this, there was absolutely nothing stopping her. She slapped Dylan on the back, remarking upon his taste in fine friends, before stalking towards Tobias and helping to hatch their plans for whatever party Tobias had planned, including finding the rest of their group to help let them know.

But Estelle couldn’t focus on that. Instead she turned to Dylan, and scanned his face and body, searching to see how he must have felt. The bottom of her left eye twitched, and then she turned to face him properly.

“What do you think, Dylan?” Estelle asked, giving a sideways glance back towards Tobias. She wasn’t sure exactly what kind of man he was, whether or not he was good or bad. But there definitely had to be something of good reason for Dylan to hit him like that, she knew him too well to know he wouldn’t do such a thing to anyone unprovoked. The smiles and charisma Tobias display afterwards only encouraged Estelle to become more on guard, and care more so for her friend’s feelings. “If you want to go, I don’t mind. But if you don’t, then…”



“Aww, come on!” Simon threw his arm around Dylan’s shoulder, and winked at him and the rest. “It’ll be fun! And you’ll get to see all of our old friends again, Dylan! C’mon, it’ll be a blast! And I’ll get to take all the photos!”
Heya guys!

Thank you all for the dramatic upswing in effort and writing. Your latest posts have just been absolutely stunning and such a stark contrast to before. Let's keep up the enthusiasm and quality, yeah? Lute and Lucien's antics in particular have been hilarious and will spur on the ire of Rose! >:D And everything with Tobias' group is giving me a lot of options on what to do with Estelle. So many in fact that I'll need to take some time to decide. Thank you all! (Plus Moira is lol as ever, well done Buns!)

Best of luck with feeling better, Kathi, and I hope you have a wonderful final assembly! ;A; Highschool will be over, and then you'll have college commencing soon :D Exciting times!

Just imagine Simon doing all of your graduation photos muehuehuehue
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