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Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Northern Section

“Oh… Aislin, what the heck…” Dylan groaned loudly as he tried to lift himself from the floor. His collapse had brought with it a nasty fall onto his right arm, and pain and numbness enveloped him. It didn’t feel broken, but it hurt to move or touch, and with all of the lights currently down thanks to the power supplied by the Academy’s generator destroyed, it made it impossible to properly check. He hoped it was okay. “Is… is everyone else okay?” He asked, turning to look left and right, struggling to make his eyes grow accustomed to the darkness and failing. He was sure he had heard Xandra fall over alongside him, but he couldn’t see her.

"I don't suppose anyone thought to bring a lantern of some kind?" Aria asked with a grumble, to the disappointed replies in the negative from her allies. Fortunately enough however, even without a lantern or a light, the group had Dalia, and she could see their three friends even within the pitch blackness that surrounded them thanks to their glowing auras. She walked over first to Dylan, helping him up to his feet, and then doing the same for Xandra.

"Who has the communicator in your group? We need to tell the others that it was a false alarm before everyone ends up here." Aria sighed. A voice to her surprise startled her. Marcus.



“False alarm?” Marcus asked. “What do you mean false alarm? And where’s Estelle?”

“We… well, we saw an aura, creeping in the darkness,” Dalia replied. “We suspected it was the Masked Phantom, but it was actually… Simon.”

Dylan’s eyes narrowed. “…Simon.”



“Ah… sorry!” The photographer’s voice sheepishly called out.

“Estelle also ended up accidentally dropping and smashing our communicator, so… we had no way of contacting you. Estelle ran off to the south to try and find one of you groups with a communicator so we could alert you all, and…”

“And making us all think you were in danger and rushing over here, whereas the Masked Phantom… he could be anywhere.” Marcus nodded in understanding. “Well, considering what just happened… wherever the generator is. The basement, I’m presuming. And now… possibly somewhere else in the Academy.” Marcus sighed as they finished analysing the situation. He retrieved his group’s communicator and pushed down on their button, beginning contact with the other groups over the same wavelength. Everyone else needed to know.

“Alert, alert. This is Marcus. The situation with Estelle and Aria’s group to the north. It was a false alarm. I repeat, it was a false alarm. The Masked Phantom isn’t here, he’s-”

“NO SHIT SHERLOCK!” Moira’s voice bellowed back down after screaming into Angel’s communicator. “HE’S OVER HERE!”

“No…” A more weary, agonised voice replied back. It was Rose, and she sounded hurt. “He’s… here…

Marcus looked through the darkness towards his companions, all of them sharing the same concerns as each other. All of them poised to ask the same question. It was Tobias’s own screeching voice down the communicator which sounded out their thoughts for them.

“What the fuck is going on?!”

Aw, Rex. :( I'm sorry to hear about Riley and how bad things have gotten. I'm crossing my fingers and toes and praying for you, him, your brother and mum (and Joey!) and hope that he's able to handle the fluids okay. I just... I don't know what to say. I love dogs to bits and watching them be ill like this is soul crushing. I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really hope for the best.

Rex, you don't need to post if you don't feel well or happy enough to do so. It's both understandable and alright. I'm always on fb and skype if and when you need me. *superpowerhugstothemax*
Hello there, Zeroth, and welcome to the Guild! You'll find plenty of rps waiting for you to dive in, with a lot of them involving fantasy and supernatural settings to sink your teeth into. I hope you enjoy yourself and best of luck on your endeavours!

Also, I have to commend you for your avatar. Golden Sun was a truly wonderful RPG.
In my experience you very rarely get rps with the activity to justify multiple threads for different IC locations etc. You'd be surprised at how well it can work within a single IC thread as well, so long as you organise and format things clearly enough.
Great guide, Brovo. All too often and frequent do you find RPers who are happy to write posts reacting to what others have written before them without offering much in the way of actions or story progression for other players to use and push on with. I've had to explain it before, but my explanations never seem to be as good or succinct as your posts or articles. In future, if I ever come across a situation like that again, I'll just link this.

I look forward to seeing more of your invaluable articles.
From what I recall, there were plans for future updates by the Guild's admin, Mahz, to incorporate custom tabs that would allow users to add additional sections to their IC and OOC tabs much in the same way as you're asking, whether it be for Character Sheets or different IC locations. However Mahz is currently busy at the moment and there's no knowing when such a feature might be incorporated. But it's on the list.
In Heyo! 12 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Hello there, Trilliono, and welcome to the Guild! I hope you have a wonderful time on the forum and enjoy your time and experiences here. If you ever have any questions about roleplays or need any help, I'm always more then welcome to talk to. :)
That's just Sebby showing Lute how much he loves him <3



Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Northern Section

“You just… wanted to photograph the Masked Phantom? Honestly…” Dalia huffed as she crossed over to where Simon was, gripping him by the ear and twisting it to the student’s screeching professions of ‘yeeeowch!’. The boy would always end up doing something to make her job more difficult, wouldn’t he?

“You should go back, it’ll might be dangerous here,” Aria warned after sheathing her knife. "You'll only be in the way here, right Estelle-?"



After meeting Estelle’s panic stricken face, Aria slowly followed her sight down to the ruined mess of machinery beneath Estelle’s feet. Their group’s communicator, freshly broken and smashed into a dozen pieces.

“Oh no,” A hand covered Dalia’s mouth in dismay. “The others… they’ll have heard what we said over the communicator, about us…” She narrowed her eyes at Simon. “Finding the Masked Phantom… they’ll be…”

“Heading… straight… here…” Aria finished for her. Estelle gulped.

“Er… we should probably go find them then and warn them to go back to their positions, right? Heh, aheh… heh…” Estelle sheepishly scratched back of his neck, her cheeks aflush with guilt and embarrassment. This mission would just have to hit a snag, wouldn’t it? Just like the mission in Fenaru, too…

This was all her fault.

“I-in fact, I’ll go ahead and try and find the others!” Estelle nodded enthusiastically. “We can’t all leave our post! Simon can cover me for a little while, right?!”

“I can what?” Asked Simon.

“Go, Estelle,” Dalia nodded, and Estelle dashed off, heading south, in the direction of where Tobias’ group would be arriving from, with Lucien, Amy and his bear in tow.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts – South-Western Section

"Ewwww, Miss Rosy, your horse farted and it's ruining everything!"

“What?” Rose replied with a disgruntled frown at Trixie’s comment, looking down first at the prankster and then towards Sebastian, who continued to gallop on towards the Academy’s Western Direction at a rapid clip. “Sebastian doesn’t ‘fart’. He’s a regal, sophisticatedly trained animal, personally done so by me. He doesn’t ‘fart’.”

“I’m sorry Miss Rose, but he really did, ack,” The sorrowful voice from behind Rose belonged to Lute, who still had his face riding as close to the horse’s backside as possible. He got full whiff of Sebastian’s flatulence, and it was all he could do just to not pass out. Because the stench… was absolutely toxic.

“Sebastian!” Rose scolded. Her horse neighed in response, and the Student Council President just rolled her eyes. “Oh, well. Just hold on to your noses, you two. With Sebastian here we should reach the northern sector of the Academy within a couple of minutes after passing through the Statue Wing. We’ll find Estelle, Aria and Miss Dalia along with the Masked Phantom, and then we’ll-”

But Rose’s plan didn’t come to fruition. Before they could gallop out from the courtyard gardens and into the Academy entranceway to the illustrious academy’s statue wing (or hear Angel's speech across the communicator), they found their ride quiver and stumble beneath them. Rose looked down in horror, to witness Sebastian’s legs give out from under him, and the mighty beast collapsed onto the ground in a wailing skid, throwing Trixie and Lute off him. Rose, still secured in his stirrups and holding his reins, fell to the ground with him.

A small pinprick dart was imbedded in Sebastian’s thigh.



Aliquam: The Academy of Arts – North-Eastern Group

“We’re almost there…” Dylan lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, him and his friends bodies almost flying down the corridor after intermittent pushes forward with one leg then the other thanks to Marcus’ magical agility buff. Thanks to the wind mage’s magic and their close proximity to the Academy’s theatre district, they were the group set to make the best time in reaching their friends. Rounding the corner, they saw down the empty hallway a straight shot to where his sister and friends were: Dalia, Aria, and… Simon? But no Estelle to be seen.

Did the Masked Phantom…?

“There they are!” Xandra pointed down the hallway. Both Dalia and Aria turned after hearing them approaching. They would be reunited in less then 30 seconds. “But where is…?” The metallurgist frowned. “Where’s our leader?”

Marcus grimaced with a tighter scowl. What had happened…?

And then suddenly, darkness suffocated them all.

All the lights throughout the Academy was systematically, simultaneously destroyed, plunging the Academy into darkness and making Dalia and Aria’s earlier efforts in vain. Dylan and Xandra cried out as their feet stumbled beneath them and they fell to the floor, hearing Dalia, Aria and Simon’s own startled surprise follow them. This effect was not isolated to only the theatre wing. It was repeated by all of the staff and Guilders patrolling through the Academy, and ignored only by five very specific individuals.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts: Basement

A chuckle left the Masked Phantom’s lips as he walked away from the sparking mass of generators he had just destroyed, the very same ones that supplied power all throughout the Academy. The same trick he had employed the previous night in Tobias’ gala holding mansion had achieved the same success as it had now, even with all the added security and preparation the Academy faculty had taken to make sure it couldn’t be sabotaged. Despite all the resistance from the magic wielding teachers to the two Empire Soldiers scattered about the floor around him, it had been like child’s play for the Masked Phantom to overcome them and achieve his first goal. Just as the rest of the night’s mission would be as well.

“As you should all be able to tell,” The grinning man’s fingers pressed down onto the communicator embedded in his ear. “The power has been cut. Make use of your NV, and continue with the mission as planned.”

Flicking a small button upon his mask, his vision shifted from the all consuming darkness that surrounded him to one illuminated with shades of green and white- the rare prototype technology of his mask’s night vision capabilities activated.
Starting a post now, guys! ^o^

EDIT: Post is up! See what I mean about shifting groups? HUEHAUEHAUEHUEHEHUAHUE

Hope you all have fun reacting to that!

Good luck with travelling back to your dorm and all of the item rearranging, Fox! Kind of sucks you don't get to share with your cousin anymore, but a single room is pretty sweet too. :)

Rexxxxxxxxxxx POWERHUGS TO THE MAX

(I almost typed mac idky)

Kathi, you could translate half of it from the chinese ver and Rex could translate the other half from the japanese <3

Fox now has the best sig ever holy carps
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