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Been on this site for 6 years, but was on the previous version that crashed. Found this site in its original stage not long after the fall of Quizilla forums.
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As said in my signature, I'm most active on discord as drsanachan, but if you message me, please tell me who you are and what you want. I don't add randos! Check out my other posts to see what kind of rps I'm into- mostly fantasy and some animes tbf.

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Character sheets for teachers and students added to the initial post, adding them here as well:



It does take place in modern times. I'll throw up some cs sheets here in a moment :)
Just in case you're interested or have time, I made another one of these- roleplayerguild.com/topics/157726-test..
probably the fault of the smirnoff, but it'll be interesting to see if it gains traction lol
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The bell tower that hovered over the centuries old campus reverberated the sounds of the old brass bell all the way down its winding staircase and into the common area as students milled about, going from table to table as they surrounded the main walking areas between the buildings that both housed the students and their classrooms. The students were getting not only their room assignments for the next 180 days, but also their class schedules. Some students were year round for circumstances that were out of their control- non acceptance from normal humans or simply because they couldn’t handle themselves in the real world- but that was less than a third of the student population. The headmistress did not feel that they needed to stay hidden away from the world, it wasn’t healthy. Those who were stayed on campus outside of the school year were being taught how to function in society on their own. They weren’t completely abandoned, to be clear, they would stay together, just not where they were the headmistress’s problem.

The headmistress was a stern woman, one who had seen her fair share of the world’s worst, imprisoned it herself and in that act gained her immortality. In her search for a way to contain the physical manifestation of Malice- a force so evil and so consuming it had done in the best of mankind- she found that the best way to confront it was not to come at it with a desire to win. It was beat and contained by the desire to protect others- by Selflessness and Altruism. Her reward was an ascension for mortality and her magic capabilities were enhanced. She felt she had to continue that desire to protect and to help, hence her opening of a school.

She had opened it centuries ago- long enough ago that her school was considered a historical site and was officially protected, not that she needed their protection; she had amassed a wealth to keep the school running and the mountains around it in her name for another century. She did keep much of the wealth at all for herself, less than what she paid her staff. Luckily there were plenty of supernatural children out there that either were being protected by their families in her care or wanting to be hidden by society that she didn’t really have to charge that much to keep the doors open and keep her students’s needs attended.

Her staff was nothing to sneeze at either. Some were previous students who wanted to return the favor to their headmistress and help the next generation; Others were some of the strongest and most impressive beings Amelia could appeal to around the world. Elves, witches, other immortal humans such as herself, and some that she wasn’t entirely sure what they were, not that she asked that kind of question in her interviews. But there was a rule she had about staff and students; the types of beasts that made their living by feeding off the lives of other sentient beings had to be willing to use substitutes- substitutes proven to be as effective as the original source- or be turned away. She would not unleash monsters on to the streets or harbor them.

Her right hand was the first to prove that simply animal products or by products were effective, and she did so willingly. She owed her sanity to the headmistress, thus the fire dragon Katerina Savage would give her life should Amelia Blakley require it. Her comrade Elyana, a unique and rare golden dragon- a being meant to restore peace to the dragon race at its worst- found her loyalty to an immortal human bizarre and almost unnatural. Amelia couldn’t explain it to her, but Katerina insisted that had Amelia not imprisoned the force that was Malice she would have surely turned into a monster and Elyana would have had to destroy her- as was her role, destroying dragons that had become nothing more than raging beasts or had manipulated their people into being as such. Elyana had not felt a need to join Amelia’s ranks, but she was often on campus to visit her friend, who had taken up the role as head of security.

Amelia and Katerina were present among the students as they entered the school, watching from the watch tower, though Katerina had her hands over her ears as the bell tolled, having a hard time tuning out the noise as Amelia had as she was focused on watching her pupils. She was looking for potential trouble makers and those that would clearly excel in the competitive environments that tended to brew inside the school walls. Not all could handle it, and it was also good to figure out which students would be keen to panic/anxiety attacks in advance to alert Erynhil Zaheer, their head counselor, as to which students he should expect on his doorstep. For an gypsy- a devolved, yet just as pretentious race as the elves- he was very good at getting people to open up to him and letting him know all about what was troubling them. He was also good at helping them find a way to work through their troubles. And he was full of dating advice, unfortunately, as he kept trying to pair Amelia up with the male teachers he found attractive and Katerina with the females... or with Elyana, but Elyana was (luckily in Katerina’s opinion) oblivious to the preferences of her comrade. Regardless, he was at the base of the tower, listening to conversations as he worked on sketching some design in his sketchbook, barely paying attention to his hands as he was the students, preparing himself for the mental breakdowns and the guidance and many would need.
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I'm looking for students and teachers alike to join this rp. I do one just about every version of this site and others that I do, I'm hoping this one might last awhile. Once I get some interest/questions, I can lay out some of the finer details of the world and the school itself. Let me know what you need to know to join :) I'm exciting/hoping to see some interest.





By the way, with the story all caught up copied and pasted in to google docs, made times new, 12 point, I have 279 pages XD-
here's what all I said at the bottom of the other page so you don't have to flip back:
Sorry I haven't responded at all during this glorious break time. It has gone WAY too fast. I need to publish my novels already so I can have more free time lol
I got behind in my copying the story to a document (in case God forbid something happen to this site), but in doing so (I'm on like page 8 out of 13), I realized I have primarily female characters and not a single male that hasn't been a bad guy or a pansy butt. I will create a worth while male character to join this troop XD
I got behind in my copying the story to a document (in case God forbid something happen to this site), but in doing so (I'm on like page 8 out of 13), I realized I have primarily female characters and not a single male that hasn't been a bad guy or a pansy butt. I will create a worth while male character to join this troop XD
Sorry I haven't responded at all during this glorious break time. It has gone WAY too fast. I need to publish my novels already so I can have more free time lol
Hotaru laughed lightly at his worries over Alari, "One of these days I have got to find out why you hate him so much, like what spurred the baby killer insults," she smirked. She looked around once they found the inn, looking to see how populated the area was and how easy/difficult it would be to deal with her own issues later on, "Larel, have you ever wondered if everything will ever just.... stop being so complicated? Where we could really just have a day where there's absolutely nothing strange happening in the background, no bad guys to beat or trying to beat us..... just normal. Is that even possible, I mean, truly?" She murmured then realized what she was saying and shook her head, not waving her hands in fear of dropping something, "Sorry, sorry, getting all weird and philosophical there," she said, going inside in hopes in leaving the stupid babble that just came out of her mouth out there.

Mera smirked lightly at his saying he'd feel guilty asking Hotaru that, though she was pretty sure Hotaru wouldn't object to anything. She looked up at him, however, at his comments about what she was to him, a light blush coloring her cheeks before an idea came to mind. She smirked lightly, putting her finger to her chin, "I've got an idea.... you might not get it, but it makes perfect sense to me," she murmured and went back to finishing her one for Kaori. It was a paint brush and it was in the midst of making a smile and she had it close to some of briars on her arm that had come from her childhood. She hadn't known Kaori well enough to be incredibly sentimental, but it felt like it fit him. And even as fleeting as a time as she knew him, Mera didn't want to forget. She knew Mary wouldn't, and it wouldn't do to have such a character forgotten as one that brought such light to their darker moments. She wouldn't be able to do Alari's now, simply because it would require a memory and a tiny bit of privacy.
She leaned back against the tree, holding her arm out so the ink would dry properly, staring up at the sky as she could see it through the leaves of the trees above. She couldn't help but remember the odd scenes she had been made privy to thanks to Zenmaru. She had so many questions, or the vague notions of them, but she didn't know how to phrase them in to words. She finally was able to settle on something, figuring asking it might be a little less awkward than silence- since when did she feel the need to fill it? She looked over at Alari, stopping herself from asking it outright, wondering if she really wanted to stir that pot or let it be. It was the past, right? She of all people knew about not wanting others to really dig into the past (Not that she'd been exactly superb at keeping people out of it).
We've had longer gaps :) I more than understand the need for absence due to things going on in the real world, just post whenever you get the chance if you want to keep going.
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