Outrageous make up, crazy hair styles and sporting a punk rock look, Anela pushes the box of creativity. She may not be good but she’s good at being bad. Her pearly white hair precedes her, sporting different hair accessories every day, from bad to the bone bandanas to a top hat once. She's beautiful and deadly and to her, that’s the perfect combination. Personality: Anela loves being bad. There’s nobody that escapes her pranks, she targets weak and strong alike. She cunning and sly and amazingly intuitive; Brilliant. If she was good, she would be the top of her class but she finds being goodie-two-shoes, boring and dumb; she's tough and ruthless and finds herself being followed around or stalked by wanna-bees. Her weakness is beautiful guys. If she finds one she likes, she'll bully him, all the while smiling inside because she’s “totally diggin’ the guy.” She loves to practice her craft and often finds herself at the coroner helping drain blood. She hates people who use their magic to torment the non-magical folk, basically she hates cowards, and will often challenge them to fight with someone who can fight back.
History: She was an “early bloomer” as her mother used to call it. Her magic came all at once when she was 3, sending her into a coma for many days, when she came out of it her hair had changed from the light brown to the pure white it is now. At first they couldn't really identify what her magical ability would be, until one day she fell out of a tree and scraped herself up pretty bad. Her mother sent for a healer but Anela felt something inside, urging her to stop the flow herself and till this day she doesn’t remember what she said to heal herself. Her mother was an extremely powerful Omnist (Hence the early blooming). Her father on the other hand was magic less. His family held some of the most powerful mages the known world had ever seen, it seemed to have skipped a generation and landed with her. He never seemed to be bitter and was a doting father. While traveling a couple years back, they were set upon by a bandits. Her mother’s magic was stretched thin trying to protect both her and her father. She watched as her mother’s strength visibly drained. In the end she had grabbed her hand and trained her magic all on her, sending her hours into the future. Anela was angry at the world and in some ways still is. She feels like she has to avenge their deaths. So the elders of her community enrolled her in Magi High two years ago, to help teach her to use her power wisely. (Not likely.) Grade: 11 Primary Weapon: Double edged sword Spoiler
When using this she’s a little demon, blasting energy shots off with every turn demonstrating a deadly precision. And she thinks it looks cool.
Secondary Weapon: Dagger Spoiler
When using this, she’s usually about to twist your blood (she’s quit good for someone so young.) She’ll play you’re veins as if she’s conduction a symphony, the dagger acting as her baton. (She can’t kill you with it yet, but she sure can make your life hell.)
Magic symbol: Just a red hourglass shape Spoiler
Magical Beast: White Bengal Tiger name Merlin (Why not? Lol) He’s incredibly loyal to Anela and only her. He hates strangers and the only other people he would go around was her parents. He belonged to her mother before her and the elders thought he should be passed down to her. Spoiler
Up For Love?: Is he cute? And can he withstand some bullying?
Other: N/A
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Would you mind being a 'Bad' Male student? I need to fill two more of them
This is our routine. Day and night, all we do is survive; it never lets up. He tells me how these streets were crowded with people just going about their lives.. must've been nice.~Ellie
Personality: He loves people who back him up, but he hates people who are very adamant on being against him. He is a loyal friend, and will give anyone he trusts (even if a small inkling of trust) two chances. If that person uses those two chances, then he breaks the relationship in the past. He tries to act all macho, but deep down, he is insecure about a lot of things about himself.
History: TBA in the SB.
Grade: 12
Primary Weapon: A gold arrow. It is small, but its power is almost limitless.
Secondary Weapon: A ring that stores a lot of his power and emotions. It was given to him by his mother.
Magic symbol: A ink well spilt, its ink making out an arrow.
Appearance: Igna has fire red hair with tints of orange in it, ice blue eyes, a muscular build, and is a bit taller than average. He wears a long flowing black and gray cloak over his deep crimson red black body armor.
Personality: Igna is a strong, powerful young man, but is very cocky and gets angered easily. He likes warm places and enjoys sitting by the fire. He can hardly stand cold places at all and they make him upset.
History: Yet to be decided.
Grade: 11th
Primary Weapon: A sword (called Hydrax) forged out of some of the strongest metals and then infused with the destructive power of flames.
Secondary Weapon: A bow that has the power to channel the destructive powers of Hell-Fire.
Magic Symbol: Super Nova
Magical Beast: A wolf with dark gray fur, tinted with a dark crimson-red at the end of the hairs, called Zhan. He has the ability to turn himself into a shadowy mist.
Up For Love?: Possibley
Other: None
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<YWS><R1> “The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.”
–Helen Keller
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I sigh at the new faces entering the school gates, it had been such a great vacation. Why did it have to end? I slip past the mainstream of students, and head for the dorms. I wanted to get there early to get a private room. I saw the dorm adviser on the in the middle of the lobby. Several of the keys floated in mid-air around him. "Aww, nice to see you again this year Mr. Snyder. Let me guess a private room this year?" He says with an expressionless face. "Nice to see you as well, Mr. O' Brian." I say with a forced smile. "Key please?" "Let me just sign you up," He says scribbling something down with a pencil. I look up just in time to see a will-o'-wisp form above me. It pulsed as sound was pushed through it. "Hello students, this is your principal speaking. I would just like to welcome you all to Glades Academy. Also, we will be holding a convocation in the stadium so after you get settled in you should find your way to it." The principal's voice seemed rather exited, I wonder what is in store for us. The will-o'-wisp started to fade, then started to glow again. "Nithe Snyder, please report to the principal's office. Immediately." Then the will-o'-wisp dispersed. I was about to close my fingers on my key when Mr. O' Brain took it out of my grasps. "You heard him, Mr. Snyder to the office. Now." He says with a smile. I frown at him and make way to the office.
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Belle will come in a later post
This is our routine. Day and night, all we do is survive; it never lets up. He tells me how these streets were crowded with people just going about their lives.. must've been nice.~Ellie
Tired was I, late night experimentation had to stop or I would start failing sometime soon. Doesn't matter for now, I got out of bed throwing the covers off. Swift was in her cage, I stayed at the school year round, my home was across the globe, and I couldn't stop experimentations for the summer, I had to keep working on it. Swift looked at me with that same innocence she has always presents.
"I'll be right back little Swift." I thought to her.
I made for the girls showers, as if I wasn't wet enough after the experimenting last night. In which my best friend in the entire school Niran who stayed year round at the school with me, would know about the experimenting, she was there to oversee my safety if I didn't come out after a certain period of time. Once I finished my shower, I headed back to my room and put on my attire, I let Swift out of her cage and she perches herself on my shoulder. I headed out after grabbing an apple. After a few minutes of walking I soon encounter Niran. I waved hi, still hating the fact I was mute, she was lovely, I loved her long red hair. I opened my hand and released a summoned creature, a small black bird similar to Swift except it had green aura around it.
"Hey Niran!" The bird said.
I transmitted my thoughts into the summoned creature, there were ways around my disability. And thankfully it came in the form of summoned creatures, Niran smiled her lovely white smile.
An angel, a knight, a man who will bring light to where there is only darkness, I am the Morning Star, the Bringer of Light, hail to me as I am King Lucifer!
Linette yanked her hood down lower, sagging her shoulders until she was positive that she was as small of a target as she could become. She navigated by memory, only keeping her eyes lifted enough not to bump into anyone. She walked directly to the dorms, praying that no one would recognize her on the way. "Hello students, this is your principal speaking," drawled a will-o'-whisp in the principle's familiar tone. "I would just like to welcome you all to Glades Academy. Also, we will be holding a convocation in the stadium so after you get settled in you should find your way to it. Nithe Snyder, please report to the principal's office. Immediately." Linette mentally groaned, thinking of long speeches and bad inspirational speeches that all adults seemed to think worked. She assumed the student had probably done something stupid already, thinking that he could get away with it since it was technically before classes. She walked up to the dorm adviser, pulling back her hood and fitting on her secondary default expression exclusive for adults; a genuine smile and youthful eyes filled with innocence and ambition. She raised her shoulders and put more grace in her stride, something she had long ago broke into like a second skin. He glanced up and then focused his full attention on her, surprise stretching the middle aged lines in his face. She waited as he stumbled a little as he regained his posture. "M-Miss Corona, welcome to Glades Academy. Your'e mother's assistant reserved your private room in advance and your belongings have been put in your room." His fingers flicked towards the bundle of floating keys, snatching the one he wanted and quickly passing it to her. She took it, smiling at him like it was the best thing he could ever do for her. "I'll be going then," she said. As she turned the adviser called after her saying, "Don't forget to attend the convocation." As she walked towards the direction of her room, a foul taste settled in her mouth like a bad premonition. She flipped the hood back on as she turned the corner, returning to the shadows as other students flowed around her in a rush to get to their rooms.
"we'll fasten it with some safety pins and tape and a dream, and you're good to go, honey."
I traveled along the familiar halls of the dorm complex. A wisp appeared over my head and said a boring speech, which I tuned out, in the familiar voice of the principal. As I walked I pushed past other students and made my way towards the dorm advisor. I saw a girl, Linette, walk off from the area as I neared the dorm advisor. "Hello Mr. O'Brian," I say. "My key please?" "Ahh, Mr. Va'Kuum. Welcome back to Glades Academy," Mr. O'Brian replies. "You want the heated private room with the large fireplace, correct?" "Yes," I replie. "Here you are," He says, floating a key into my hand. "And don't forget to attend the convocation." I made a gesture of acknowledgement and walked off. I started on my way to my room. It was starting to feel cold and cramped in the halls and I really couldn't stand it. I used a tiny bit of magic to heat up my body a bit. Ah, warmth. I arrived at the door to my room and stuck the key into the lock. With a familiar click the door opened and I walked in.
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Note: I edited the dialog with Mr. O'Brian slightly from the original to better fit my character.
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<YWS><R1> “The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.”
–Helen Keller
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I put on my attire and strolled through the school with Poe on my shoulder. Sofia had tried to pull an all-nighter with her experimental spells but I had to stop her from doing that because she needed her sleep. Even Poe agreed to that, since he and Swift seemed to get a little restless from lack of sleep. It took an old gypsy lullaby and a couple gentle rocks to get her to fall asleep. Gods, why did she have to be so gorgeous when she's asleep? If she ever kisses me, I think I'll be going straight to the moon. I spotted a black bird covered in green aura in the air, which let me know that it was Sofia who summoned it. Without hesitating, I went to Sofia, smiling brightly at her. "Morning, Sofia. The stars are but pebbles in clear water compared to you and it just brings me to my knees to see you looking so alive." I hugged her gently, paying no attention to Poe squeezing my shoulder with his talons.
Look down and show some mercy if you can. Look down, look down, upon your fellow man.
Linette Linette's room was the standard light blue and gold trim of the Glades Academy's school colors. Her bed rested in the center of the room, shoved up against the opposite wall and covered in her new dark blue elaborate bed spread, courtesy of her mother's assistant. All of the belongings that she might need and a few personal treasures were ordered throughout the room, uncannily spic-and-span for a dorm room. The standard desk, chair, mirror, and wardrobe stood silently in their corners. Linette ignored all of it and walked directly to the window, the reason she wanted this room in the first place. She peered outside of it, examining the view. It was a direct look into the edge of the forest, at an angle to where the rest of the windows either were facing another direction or blocked out entirely. There was a gentle slope of grass that brushed against the outside wall, and when Linette checked, the window opened silently, only locked with a simple noiseless chain. Her features softened into a slight relief, the first time since arriving at the Academy. She didn't want to leave, but despite herself was a little curious what the principle would say. She should go ahead and leave, before she would be forced to be one of those people who have to stand in the back. She tucked the key safely into her pocket after locking the door behind her. She flicked her hood back on as she walked, heading for the stairs. She kept her head down, well aware that the dorm was under the middle of the siege of students swarming into their new quarters. On the third level where the juniors lived seemed especially noisy, and as she walked she didn't realize that she had wandered into the direct path of one of them. They smacked together like two rocks, stumbling to avoid falling. When Linette's hand instinctively reached out to grab the first thing she could find, her skin sizzled with the reaction of a Hell-fire. She jerked away and looked up at Igna Va'Kuum, his surprise diminishing into the first stages of anger. His hair framed the top of his head like a warning of his quick temper, and Linette remembered her mother telling her of the people she would have to look out for. "Watch them and find their motives," her mother had said. "Find all their strengths and weaknesses." Those had been her only parting words. Without apologizing she darted around him, quickly pacing herself until she was well into the first level. Great, she thought. First day and I already seem to have an enemy.
"we'll fasten it with some safety pins and tape and a dream, and you're good to go, honey."
I walked down the halls of the academy, keeping my eyes forward as students passed by. Many of them gave me strange looks as I was wearing armor instead of clothes. I felt more secure in the hard leather than the soft cloth of the school's clothing.
Entering the admission office I waited until I could approach the man with the hovering keys. I could feel that he was already irritated from dealing with all of the students that had passed through here. Better not to make him worse I thought to myself as I approached.
His eyes passed over me, analyzing each feature of my nature. I suppose I did stick out from the crowd. Black and gold racing through my brown hair, gentle green eyes, and fully equipped in leather armor with a sword hilt poking over my shoulder. I tried to relax a little and make myself more comfortable in the environment but his skeptical look kept me on edge.
"And you are?" he questioned, a slight touch of venom in his voice. Grinding my teeth together, I held myself back from giving a smart retort.
"Lance Lightreign. A pleasure to make your acquaintance." The dorm adviser just grunted and scribbled my name down upon a piece of parchment, the quill moving in quick, jagged movements. One of the keys hovering over him glided over to my hand, the light still pulsating in it.
Without saying another word, I turned on my heel and walked out into the halls once more. I still got a lot of curious looks, but I kept my stride moving forward. I was almost to my new home.
If you don't take a chance, you'll always live your life in regret, so let your heart show it's true colors and admit your feelings!
Tis not the blade that took your life, but the Assassin behind it.
When Reality has all but fallen away, recreate your own world
I grabbed my books and sat down in a shadowy spot next to a larg willow tree. School was starting, and I'm sure they expected me to find my dorm, but I already knew where it was. It was at the same place every year for three years in a row, this year making the fourth and last.
I was almost finished reading the last book I needed for this year in Universalist. It was an easy class. Extremely. I had wizzed past that class with superior grades and even took up another class in my second year. Now I am only staying in school to earn my right to claim the title of a mage, which would allow me to use my magic in public, albeit not harming people.
People. They are stupid, almost all of them. They are blind and foolish now, with their self-perseverance of not having any major wars. Wars are how you show you are truly superior or you show that you are truly dead. Those are the only two options on the battlefield.
A wisp had somehow found its way to me and the principal's horribly irritating voice came on, speaking about the beginning of the year convocation, which is a stupid conference where teachers introduce themselves and everything else. As a fourth year, it gets old enough to where you can recite their speeches. Then the principal want this kid to the office. Nithe. I had seen him before. He was a year under me. He was one of those people, like me, who had founded their magic before school, although he had a specific type of magic that he learned from his parents, while mine was basic until middle school.
Anela whipped through some of the willow leaves and saw me. "Brand." She smiled her wicked smile. I didn't return the offer. Out of all the people in this school, she scared me the most. Not only was it her rare element, but the way she used it. She was cunning and love to play tricks not just with people's blood, but their minds as well. I was the only one she hasn't done anything to yet, but that was going to change. We had a pact, she wouldn't attack me at all until we had a duel, and I agreed to duel her at the beginning of my last year.
Well, it was my last year, and apparently she didn't forget. Of course not.
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Leaving it open for you, Starleene. Will our characters get together? I would like that, my guy needs someone to smack him back into reality, even if it is by twisting his insides around. XD
I walk through the halls, trying to navigate through the flow of students. There was a fight between two people in the halls. They had not started using magic yet, out of the corner of my eye I see someone push through the students. He was wearing full black, and he put himself between the two students. I don't think to help as I walk into the office. "Welcome, Mr. Snyder." The secretary greets me with a smile and wave. "Hello, is my uncle in his office?" I say just walking to the principle's door. "Of course, he's waiting for you. Go right in." "Thanks, Crustacia." I wave to her as I open the heavy wooden door. I see the principle sitting behind his desk toying with something. "Hey, uncle what do you want?" I say slightly annoyed but with a smile. "Oh, Nithe there you are. How has summer treated you?" He says in a smooth tone. "What do you want." I say, thinking about the private room I'll never get. "Okay to the point then. You remember the Iron students right, of course you do. Well, you know the senior who lead it right. He graduated, can you believe that the nerve," I give him a blank stare. "Right, well he past the postion on to you. Cause there are no seniors in it this year." My jaw dropped to the ground, or I thought it did. The principle threw what he was playing with towards me. "Your private room has been set up for you." I smile at the iron key in my hand. "I need to see you before you go to the convocation." I shake my head in response.
As I left I see a wisp appear in the hallway. "Hello students, your principle again. I encourage no duels to occur until tomorrow, we don't want any new students to leave on the first day. Please note if a teacher sees you fighting, they will separate you and assign you a detention. Thank you, and don't forget to attend the convocation tonight! An excellant surprise is in store from you." The wisp faded. I was in the dorm lobby, Mr. O' Brian seemed to smile as he saw me. "I'm sorry Mr. Snyder, we seem to be out of private rooms." He says with sarcasm. "That's fine I already got a room." I say striding past him, his smile faded to a frown. As I entered my room on the fourth floor the first thing I see is how big the room is. It had to be bigger then any of the rest. I noticed the boxes on my bed, I walk over and start to empty the contents.
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This is our routine. Day and night, all we do is survive; it never lets up. He tells me how these streets were crowded with people just going about their lives.. must've been nice.~Ellie
