VarionusNW

Battle Beasts: Unleash the Beast (Will open and close back and forth)

Could you flesh out the plot and explain to us what this whole "Battle Beasts" thing is? A description of the state of the world would be nice too.

And Then There Was None? -free interest check-

I might be interested in this.

Academy Of The Arcane Artes

KabenSaal said
As a child, and a teenager, and since birth really, she had been given everything she wanted, and taught to stand above the mud covered peasants who are always crying about being repressed, bloody peasants. Upon hearing she had been accepted into the Academy Of The Arcane Artes, Elana took it with glee, and immediately set off, with three footmen, a maid and a carriage of luggaage, including The Mad Stick.
World
Earth.

Okay, has anyone else noticed these problems? She mentions peasants, carriages, footmen, and earth all in the same character sheet. I'm pretty sure that earth isn't medieval in the RP, but super futuristic with high tech weaponry. The magic and low-tech world is Lucis.

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Ark sat at a desk in a dimly lit room. The light flickered constantly, and the room itself looked to be in disrepair. The room Ark sat in was his homeroom, the delinquent classroom, or at least, that is what it was commonly referred to as. Ark was reprimanded for well..groping Ariadne. It was an accident, but the Headmaster had no problem punishing him anyway. Though, it felt more like the Headmaster was protecting him from the vile glares and rumors from the other students.

Ark had sat there for a while now. He was alone in the classroom. Not even a teacher had arrived. Ark was getting fed up with waiting. He got up from his seat and walked up to the front of the room. Once he arrived at the teacher's desk, he saw something he had yet to notice; a small slip of paper that read something about Ark being transferred to a different homeroom because.... Mr. Bicard had been kidnapped? Apparently, this Mr. Bicard was his homeroom teacher. Ark, still slightly confused by the message grabbed his bag, placed it at his side, put his lightly armored cloak back on, and walked out of the room, making his way to 4-Q.

Obviously, Ark was late, given that he had no idea that the note was there until he found it by chance. When he finally reached the room, he saw a girl walking in (Dagny) who didn't seem like someone you wanted to mess with. One punch from her would probably be like getting hit in the face with a brick going 60 mph. Ark walked into the room, right as the Homeroom Advisor began to single out Dagny.

“Ah, Ms. Ek. Thank you for volunteering,”

“Volunteering for what?”

“Your name, favorite food, and interesting fact about yourself"

“I’m Dagny Ek—you can leave it at Dag. My favorite food is…meat, and my favorite color is orange.”

“Thank you”

The Homeroom Adviser looked over at Ark with a warming smile. It sort of creeped Ark out. " Mr Ein, would you plea-" Dr. Li was cut short by Ark. " Please refrain from referring to me by that. Most of my species would take offense from being referred to as their Dredjin 'En. Humans call it a last name, correct? It serves an entirely different purpose in our language, and is considered to be sacred, therefore, those other than holder of the name and related peoples are not permitted to use it, unless your trying to offend them, anyway." Ark's hand was in a fist. Yea. He took this stuff pretty seriously. This is the 4th year in a row that this has happened. Wouldn't they learn not to do that anymore?

"Well then, I sincerely apologize. would you please tell us your-" Ark cut him off again.

"My name is Arkyiel 'Ein of Grenheim, Please refer to me as Ark. I have no food preference, and I was involved in an unfortunate incident yesterday. Though, I highly doubt that any of you don't already know that. Though, it was simply an accident, so I would rather you all think little to nothing of what happened, as I have already expressed my apology."

Dr. Li sat at his desk with a bit of a surprised look on his face. He didn't expect to make a terrible mistake, offend a student, and get interrupted twice in the same five minutes. [b] "Uh... Thank you... Who would like to go next?" Ark took his seat, and tried to calm down. What a terrific start to a new year. Everything was falling a part from the start.

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Ark looked at Ariadne with a look that, in itself, said "Really? Not funny." Ark wasn't an idiot, but his misfortune and lack of interest in human culture seemed to have painted him as a moron. "Jy' Verjk." (Jy' Verjk is a common Draconian expletive that is used to point out misinterpretation, in expletive form, because... well.. cursing when your misinterpreted is a thing). "Do you liken me to a fool? I'm sorry, I just didn't care to learn about humans and their culture, as all I needed was the language" English and Draconic (as well as human and draconian culture) differ so greatly that simple words, like girlfriend, have no word in Draconic that means the same thing. Well, there are similar phases/words that can be used as a translation, though Ark didn't pay attention to English that much.

"Ok. Look. I would like to make it up to you, as that is what I was taught to do. Honestly. I would rather not, given that you seem like you're having a bit of fun teasing me." Ark looked over at Chris. "I'm guessing your a friend of..." Ark looked back at Ariadne. "Actually. May I ask your name? I am Arkiyel 'ein of Grenheim, though it might be easier to call me Ark."

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Ark was in a state of utter shock. "Uh..Uhm.. I am extremely sorry. I did not mean for this to happen." He stood up, stepped back, and tried to help Ariadne up. "Please forgive me for this this incident. I feel awful for how I must have shamed you, so if there is any way I can make it up to you, please allow me to." He bowed to express his apology. Ark took into consideration Ariadne's previous comment. "Sorry, I don't know what you meant by.. what did you call it? Girlfriend? sorry, I am not acquainted with certain human customs such as that." Ark pulled his coat out of his bag, and began to put it on.

Ark glanced around at the small amount of individuals that were in the area. His social life was over. And he didn't really have one in the first place. He hadn't gotten a partner for the past 2 years, as no one wanted to talk to the serious as fuck guy with wings. The few people he was friends with were either blind, mute, deaf, or dead, so it is pretty clear he isn't good with social situations, and now, he may never be.
(also, he seems to have either not heard, or ignored the "you could've just asked for it" comment)

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Heb, you refered to Ark as "Feathery", though he has no feathers. He is a draconian (half human/half dragon) and therefore, has scales and dragon wings.

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DING DING DING. WE HAVE A WINNER.

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I've done it.

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Ark had little reaction to the Headmaster's speech. It was underwhelming, if anything. Ark had got out of his seat and shuffled out the door with the other 3rd years. Ark made his way to an open area where he could easily take off, as it was generally easier to fly to the dorm than the walk there with a load of stuff at your sides. Ark took off his thick coat, stuffing it into one of his bags, allowing his wings to spread to full size. He walked up to the railing, and jumped off. His wings began to flap, and he began to fly towards the 3rd year building.

Ark had not taken into account the harsh winds that blew at him. Cold. Terribly cold. This was all that ran through his head as he flew. Suddenly, the cold got to him, and his joints locked up. He was unable to control his flight. Ark blew in the wind like a kite, unable to control his own movement. The most he could do was angle himself to a safer location. He saw somewhere he could crash, it was a few piles of snow around a single door. As he got close, his his joints loosened up, allowing him to do little more than brace for impact. He drew his wings behind his back, and readied himself for a rough landing. Instead of just landing in the snow, he crashed threw the door, landing on top of an unfortunate girl who happened to be standing there (Ariadne).

Ark was dazed. As he calmed down, he felt something soft underneath his hand. Oh. He just landed on top of a girl. At this point, Ark's normal life was over.