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Ophelia Nightingale Jones |Unknown |F |Shapeshifter |Dorm 2/M:Vax "oh it's no problem at all it's nice to meet you Vax" she smiled "and yeah are you alright you seemed pretty freaked out early" she asked geinuenlly concerned for Vax. "I'm sorry if that seems nosey I just want to be sure you're alright" she said her tone gentle (same lol I don't want her to repeat too much) |
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Vax Guyre// S/H// Half-elf//Dorm: 2// M: Akuma "Oh, alright, nice to meet you. I'm Vax Guyre, by the way." Vax smiled, she didn't like talking to people, but she did it anyway. Vax waved as Akuma went away, and she turned to find someone who knew what they were doing. She tugged on her sleeves, Vax tended to do that when she was nervous or stressed. Vax stepped around, maybe she could find her dorm. She checked the paper in her hand, Dorm Two. Vax walked around like a headless chicken, I hope that the hallucinations don't happen. They didn't happen a lot, but they happen more and more every year. She walked around some more, and spotted a pale skinned woman across the room. The girl had a long, flowy dress and seemed kind enough. Vax walked over to the girl, "Hey! Um, do you know where Dorm 2 would be?" Vax asked to the girl. "What's your name?" Vax asked, trying to be friendly. ME:
"oh my name is Akuma, Akuma shadow-mask nice to meet you Vax gyure" Turning back to face Vax "Oh by the way, I'm not sure where dorm two would be its my first time here maybe before class we could try to find it?" Akuma said clueless..
M: Vax gyure Akuma shadow|F|Demon|Dorm: 2
Oh I noticed you alright |
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Akuma Shadow-mask|F|Dorm: 2|Demon Akuma collapsed on the ground two seconds later feeling a sharp pain her eyes slit like a cats eye and her claws sharp as a knife, the voices rang inside her head from those awful memories "Sullied child" "you don't belong here" "monster" those wounds to deep to cover..... "Ugh not again this will cause a seen" she thought to herself, she grunted struggling to get up her claws left a mark on the ground ("why did I go to school this sucks") ("but wait this is the first day give it a try Akuma") she thought to herself sighing ("but what if no one likes me what if they think I'm just a nusince?") she kept thinking to herself she bit her lip until it started bleeding... |
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Lexi Matheson | She/Her | Werewolf | Dorm 4 | M: Open Late, late, late. Lexi felt like she was running late, even though it was only eight in the morning. The headmaster wasn’t due to greet everyone and kick things off until the afternoon, so at least that was something. She sighed and grabbed her bag, checking herself over in the mirror. Waving, dark tendrils of her hair fell loosely around her shoulders. She’d done a simple make up, and wore clothes that were easy to strip off if she’d need to wolf out. With one last reassuring look to herself, she nodded and left the hotel room she’d stayed at during the summer. She didn’t have a home per say, and she often migrated around, staying close to the school so she could attend while having a part-time job to fund all her needs. The walk to the school was easy, as she had chosen a pretty close location this time. She rushed onto campus, weaving in and out of students so she could retrieve her dorm information, and schedule. |
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Fissure Zograd | They/them it/its | Gryfn Shifter | Dorm 2 | M: Sylvester | They smiled, though nervously. "Nice to meet you, Sylvester." Fissure watches him toss the food, barely catching his frown. They looked down at their own candy apple, which they hadn't managed to penetrate, before looking back up at Sylvestetr as he looked at them again. They released the baggie from their other hand and fixed their bag. | 'Oh! I'm a new student. You- You said 'too.' So... you're new also?" Fissure tilted their head curiously. "What brings you here?" They quickly realize they should expect to be asked the same, and they decide they can live with telling their tale, at least a bit. | I hope I'm not being too annoying... Even asking his name felt like too much. Hey! You said you wouldn't think like that. Stop it. These people are like you. | Right. Like them. Definitely not better suited to being the creatures they were. They were definitely lacking like they were. Right. |
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Sylvester Montgomery | He/Him | Avian | Dorm 1 | M: Fissure "...I did... Right. Yeah. I'm new. My father told me this place could do me some good. But that's still to be seen..." He grumbled the last bit under his breath. He loved his Pa to bits. He really truly did. Maybe he wasn't always sunshine and rainbows. Perhaps at times he seemed distant or cold and unfeeling. But the respect he had for his father was genuine. He knows the old man just wants him to try and thaw out that cold personality of his, but it wasn't exactly his problem now was it?! So what if he came across as a bit rude sometimes? So what if he had next to no friends? To him, if someone couldn't show a high enough level of confidence and strength to put up with him and his attitude, then they weren't his problem to deal with in the first place. He had better things to waste time on, than to spend it coddling shy individuals who believed he might be a softy deep down. "And what of you? Get dragged here by them lot? Or did you come somewhat willingly.." He sneered, gesturing over his shoulder to the building where he'd earlier seen people in black escorting a few individuals inside. He had to admit, Fissure had him slightly intrigued. The timid act was majorly off putting, rubbing him in all the wrong ways... and yet, despite looking terrified, they still remained in place, continuing to try and converse with him. Sylvester gave a small huff at the very thought, out of slight amusement or straight disbelief was still to be decided by the white haired boy. |
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Daniel of the Iron Crown | He/him, pup/pupself, any/all | Elf-kitsune | Dorm: 3 | M: Marx Sylv "Hey." A voice, cool and authoritive, echoes down the hallway. All three heads snap towards it, all three tensing ever so slightly. Even as his hackles raise, and he prepares himself to bolt- if he even can bolt, his legs still might not be working yet- Daniel tilts his head to the side, trying to pin down the steady breath and heartbeat to the huge... something lurking at the end of the hall. Whatever they are, they're confident in their power. That's more than Daniel can say for himself. He flicks his ears as he hears the people shift, one of them looking at the other. They don't move for a moment, then step back, one following the other to stand further down the hallway. Daniel watches their movement from the corner of his eye until they fade out into stillness, then pricks his ears at the newcomer again. What kind of danger as he been dragged into? He can't quite tell, not without getting closer, and although something very quiet in the back of his mind whispers But don't you want to know?, he certainly doesn't want to approach. Slowly standing up, he lets out a shaky breath as he wobbles but doesn't fall. That's good. Keeping his face towards the newcomer, he takes a cautious step backwards, head low and shoulders hunched forward. His stance is both carefully agressive and defensive, saying I don't want to fight, but I will if you push me. The people behind him remain still. |
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Fissure Zograd | They/them it/its | Gryfn Shifter | Dorm 2 | M: Sylvester | Fissure lets their smile become somewhat more genuine as Sylvester mentioned his father with the slightest fondness they barely caught. Their own dad had died years ago. They barely knew him. Their mom would always say he was too caring for his own good. | Must be where Fissure got their personality. | "I came on my own. I thought... it would be better than before. People... were mean. So, I was hoping people who were kind of like me would be nicer." | Fissure glances back towards the building, curious and nervous still. "I wonder what that was all about though..." | -----------------------------
| Marx Sylv | he/him | Chimanticore shifter |Dorm 3 | M: Daniel | He can see the tension in every person there. Good. But then the slight tang of fear once again makes him stop. The two men in black didn't seem scared, just cautious. There was no way it was the fox, right? | Damn it, it's the fox, isn't it? | Marx takes a step forward when the fox stumbles, a bolt of concern flashing through him, but quickly stops himself. Then he sees the stance of the other creature. | Maybe... This time... He doesn't want to fight. | Just this once. | "Any of you guys go here? I need some help finding my dorm." He hated to say it, but it was technically true. |
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solarflare/solar| he/him| vampire| dorm 3 | M: open solar walked through the hallways ugh where is my god damn dorm he thought still searching he might just have to ask someone where dorm 3 was but he really did not want to talk to anyone though he sighed now he was in a meantal conflict ask someone for help or just keep searching... he groaned why did he have to have trust issues that made this much harder then it would be without trustissues and it would be much easier to solve these type of things with out this type of issues he is currently having he kept walking lost in thought he decided to just look for someone to help him he might even find someone in his dorm so they might even know where it is he shoved his hands in his pockets and just started muttering things to himself thinking back to when he was just a human and was happily living with his family happily playing with his siblings or working on things with his dad or cooking with his mom all untill he started working for that god damn vampire family and he got turned everything in his life went to hell all because of that familys damn daughter she is the reason his family left him the reason he had lost everything he let out a heavy sigh he groaned and clentch his hands into fist and he walked on doging everyone so he did not bump into anyone |
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Daniel of the Iron Crown | He/him, pup/pupself, any/all | Elf-kitsune | Dorm: 3 | M: Marx Sylv Seeing the newcomer take a step forward, Daniel twitches, but doesn't move back again. It didn't seem like an agressive movement- there's no scent of anger or adrenaline. Maybe... maybe it was concern, judging from the heartbeat, which had quickened for just a moment. Concern? For him? What a strange thought. Dangerous, too. Flicking his tail in the moment of silence, Daniel dismisses the idea. Thoughts like that will only get him hurt. Nobody really cares. Jolting a little as the newcomer speaks again- definitely a male voice-, he tilts his head, biting his lip as he thinks. Does he go here? And what does he mean 'dorm'? Where even is 'here'? Nobody's told him anything. Glancing over his shoulder at where he assumes the people are, he tilts his ears at them, looking for assurance or answers. Nothing. Not even a change in their breath. He turns his attention back to the newcomer, bringing a hand up to his mouth to bite at the pad of his thumb. How is he supposed to answer that? After a heavy moment of hesitation, he tenatively shrugs with just one shoulder. "I don't-" His words come out as a breathy squeak, and he curls his lip, clearing his throat and trying again. "I don't know what's happening." His voice is still weak and timid, and he hunches his shoulders further. Not exactly the impression he wants to be giving. It's too late to switch up now, though. Unless the newcomer attacks him. |
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Fall Month: 2 
Night 
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