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River Gardenia

:potted_plant: Villain History & Skills ~ Porcelain :potted_plant:

Alrighty, she made such a great friend already! Yes… that was sarcastic. Her optimism dwindled quickly as the minutes ticked by. Even more in a matter of seconds when the girl spoke up. A challenge? Sure, why not make a challenge out of her problems… another sarcastic remark. Are these people already influencing her? It hasn’t even been a single period yet. She must keep up her act. So she straightened her posture and quit biting her cheek, “I adore that idea. Do you?” She raised her brow at the rhetorical question of hers. Silently cringing at it. At her behavior. Although she wants to gain thick skin, it doesn’t mean she likes it. river squeezed her hands together to stop them from fidgeting. her body language gave a lot of her emotions away. More hurtful words came out of her mouth. it is as if the girl wanted her to hate her. The tones and comments prove it. Now she brought up her own ideas, "I don’t think it would be that hard, but why would I want to do that? River met eye contact with her again, squinting slightly to make her point. I would probably give you more entertainment than what you’d like to believe. Maybe that’s why you’re acting like this?" She tilted her head to the side as she tried to psychoanalyze her. All of it is just her inferring this from personal experience. Continuing on, “Perhaps I just piqued your interest which is not good in your eyes…” She was holding in slight laughter as she has no idea if this was right or not. Although she did sense that it was true. From the past, sometimes it applied and other times those certain things were how they were taught. Confidence slowly crept back in, but hardly anything as of before. Whatever she had.

@ethereal ~ ahhh, I’m so sorry it took so long. I will be starting to be more active now that it is summer for me. no no no it is great! OOO I must go reply to that after. Thank you!! STOP THANK YOU AGAIN also im sorry about how short this was :sneezing_face:

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Unfazed by the compliments given to May, he was rather nonchalant in giving her an answer. Much more amusing to him is her fascination to his writings; as if she, a daughter of a god, cannot imagine his writings like some great holy being with fingertips made to revolutionize the realm of poetry. Though he understood due to his… viewed extended knowledge of basic vocabulary. He replied back to her amusement with quite a stoic manner, “Go to Wonderland. There are papers waiting. I’m sure you’ll find it lying in some store or whatever. It is not as revolutionary as it is just a common affinity of one’s work.”

And with the silent event still pursuing, he once more neglected at some of her replies as to focus a bit on the subject. Alas, potion making was the first task to do. Well, the question piqued at her as she whispered, but continued on to not reply back until the moment he apologize for hi radical behaviour at the hall and accept her mission of the passion she might be pursuing. And as soon as May was able to utter another word, looking at her passionate self with a look of tiredness, he was interrupted with a battle cry nearly surprising May.

Her enthusiasm is quite a surprising one for May, what is her plan? Is she here to give him a makeover? The wonder of what she would do made May nervous, as he thought of ways that may humiliate him due to her enthusiastic self. As he thought of it more, he looked up and twirled a lock of his hair and thought to himself, am I going to have to straightened my hair? Impossible! Preposterous! Within a second of his dwindling questions, she turned back to him after finishing writing something… And the mission she had strive for is now crystal clear. Matchmaking, of course. If he was stupid enough, he should’ve at least took a clue on her theme of love during the conversation a while back. Her speculations is what shocked him, as it was only a few minutes of conversation yet she has able to pick up on some information. Granted, he had let himself a little too open due to his erratic nature, but still… With all the questions bombarded, he took a breath and gestured her to stop, “Hold on. Let me breathe.”

Looking down at his table, he took a breath in and out as he thought of what led him at this moment. Is he that desperate of finding love? No. He wants to prove her wrong, and this is a moment to show her that he isn’t an easy task. Especially with all things considered at his life. A couple dates is not a good solution, let her taste reality at its peak. Turning back to Valentina, he gave a smile that only motioned his lips, “Well… I now see that it is a must to answer some burning questions. Yes, I find males attractive. Though, rather aesthetically admiring. Romantically and that part, I had one. And no, I will not share any details or I will assume you too snoopy to live with mortals. Secondly, I don’t care if they like poetry or share the same interests of the arts. As long as they unconditionally dote on me, which to them can be difficult. My type… well, if one is sickly or unhygienic in looks and presentation, out of the list. I’m sure that is a given, always. The other types, that will be a challenge. Finally, love is no deadline. If they prove to me they are worth my heart or not, then the challenge is finished. This is no arranged marriage. One chance, unless you follow my one condition: I don’t want this matchmaking to be some type of professional thing. I work better with a good old bond. So if I see you writing down on that note while we talk, you’ll see ducks floating in your head.” May took another gasp of breath as he replied to her previous question, “By the way, my planned potion is Invisibility. Also no love potions, that’s cheating.”

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@ethereal || Valentina saaaaame, verr excited too. AND YES, I CAN CRING ON MY TEXT IS NORMAL XD

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Villain History & Skill ◈ Haldir

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Wei Ming was focusing on class. At least, as much as you could focus with a giant bull-man, horned-headed creature in front of you. He made sure he had complete control over his face, keeping a distant look. Just in case someone just happened to be staring, he’d use the excuse that he was sucked into lesson, of course, if they had wanted to have a conversation with him.

Wei Ming’s eyes darted to the ground as a crumbled ball of paper was thrown upon his feet. It seemed to have come from Mister Slim Shady Hair, who was sitting in front of him. To be fair, they pulls off creamy blonde better than most. Wei Ming judged, before even seeing the owners face.

Wei Ming pulled a warm fuzzy smile over his soft features. He reached down to the paper, careful not to open it, as he didn’t want to make anything harder on his part. “Excuse me, I believe you dropped this. Unless it meant to make it to the recycling instead.” Wei Ming pitched his voice higher and softer, not in a squeaky way, no, that would have ruined his intentions- potential intentions. But also let there be a low, deep undertone to his voice.

Wei Ming, in his many years of practice and precision, had found eight out of ten times, people didn’t mind lending their trust to people with softer higher voices. Inflection and lower voices tend to have a more authoritative ring in most people’s ears. Whatever Mister Slim Shady hair here was like, if Wei Ming liked it, he would work for his goal, and not rest until he got it… At least with the exception of bags and wrinkles.

orp ◈ @Kristi aww I feel bad about Slim Shady reference, sorry for his rudeness :sweat_smile:

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“Excuse me, I believe you dropped this. Unless it meant to make it to the recycling instead.” Haldir didn’t turn around too see the owner of the voice, instead he said “Throw it, I gift it to you. Now go and stop bothering me” No emotion in his voice whatsoever.


Haldir didn’t want to be disturbed again, first he was disturbed by the overgrown cow-bull- man who practically threw his trauma on him like he cared. Haldir had never cared about anything or anyone, well maybe except for her and his family. Sure Alcibiades or whatever his name was went through some things and you could say Haldir pities him a little, but that’s all. Anyways, he won’t allow the high-pitched voice to disturb him.

@Tiina

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| Azziz Van Helsing || Outside |

Peregrin scowled up in his tree. The boy was right, he supposed. But he was honestly too concerned about Sora to care about some vampire. He was sure he could take her if it came down to it, except… “I guess you’re right… but, uh… could I ask you for a favour? I know we just met and all, but I… I got, well, there’s this kid named Sora who goes here with me. They’re new and isn’t exactly… the strongest.” Peregrin winced, he didn’t like insulting Sora but he wasn’t exactly wrong. “I was wondering if you could keep an eye on them. They’re harmless, really. And with this vampire around… well, I figure I can’t watch them 24/7 but it might be easier to make sure they’re safe if I have an extra pair of eyes looking out for them. Sora’s… kinda hard to miss. Super tall, like 6’4” or something crazy and Uhm… well, there’s a huge pair of wings stuck right on their back. It’s a… long story… but Sora’s not gonna hurt you, or anyone. I’m just worried about people hurting Sora." Maybe he shouldn’t have trusted this boy. Maybe he only wanted to hurt him. Though, Peregrin couldn’t help but think that if this guy was going as far as to plant some garlic around campus, he probably didn’t want anyone getting hurt.

Peregrin looked down, pushing his naturally white hair back. “Why wouldn’t I wanna hang out with you? I get that garlic is kinda gross, but if anything that would keep the blood-sucker away from me.” Maybe Peregrin could get Sora one of those garlic necklaces and hide it in their bag.


He was a little taken aback, stopping in his tracks and resting his left hand on the soil behind him. “Well, yeah, but he doesn’t look as cool. Wait, do you mean diving from the tree or just turning into a bird in general? Cuz the bird thing’s kinda his whole schtick. When I was young, he’d show off and do flips in the air.” Before the accident, that is.

Peregrin gave him a friendly smile. It wasn’t often he was given compliments, but he also smiled after he received one. “Thanks, it took a while to master. Is there anything like that that you can do? Maybe not the falcon part, but you know… like a back flip or the ability to hold your breath for some absurd amount of time?”

@Tiina - [ Azziz ] The top is when Peregrin was still in the tree, the bottom is when he’s on the ground.
@bpalmer - [ Sora ] mentioned


| Dark || Outside |

She sighed and gave him a comforting smile. You’d think after all this time, he’d get used to it. “That… must be really scary. I can’t even imagine…” For a moment, she was almost swept up by his genuine smile and relieved manner. Calista couldn’t but wonder if this was one of the reasons a girl would fall in love with a boy. She almost felt… safe. That was until she remembered all the horrible things men had done. They were greedy, selfish creatures. They only existed to cause pain. Perhaps this was Dark’s punishment for being one of the slimy things. “I wouldn’t want you to be hurt, either.” She gave him another one of her doe-eyed looks.

“Oh…” her voice was quiet as she looked down, crestfallen. So he either stayed put and waited as long as he could to hurt others, or he did the selfish thing and started inflicting potential pain on humans now. How considerate. She took a deep breath, “What if you end up losing control anyway? By the time people realize, it might be too late. I mean… that was the second time today… and both times you were isolated with the other person. I’m not saying I want you to leave, but maybe in the future you should… be in an area with more than one person.” She honestly didn’t give a men’s ass if anyone was hurt or not. She just… well, she wasn’t sure why she bothered saying anything. Maybe it was for the sole purpose of making conversation, maybe there was more to it.

She bit her lip in anger. Sh-t. He figured it out. Or did he lie and hear everything I said? She took a deep breath, removed her hand from his, and looked up at him. She opened her mouth as to say something, but she… she was momentarily confused as to what to do. Had he planned this? She looked away, trying to keep her head level with his. She closed her eyes and dropped her kind-hearted demeanour, replacing her worry with an evil grin. “Fine, you caught me. I’m not just some… potion enthusiast. I’m the daughter of Circe, the goddess of magic.” She quickly turned to look at him with a dangerous flash in her eye as the wind furiously started blowing around them, “And I plan on making the world kneel. Care to join me?” This was a rather large gamble, and her plan was still half-baked. But if it didn’t work, she’d knock him out and give him a memory-loss potion or something. Sadly, he couldn’t be killed, but there were other things that would shut him up.

@Meekepeek - [ Dark ] Sorry this took so long, and that it is so long. I got a little carried away- anywho i really hope Evil Dark comes up or this was all for nothing :sob:

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//outside//
I shrugged. “I was actually here because I didn’t want to be away from other people because I was losing control. I can feel it and then I can either isolate myself or find a crowd. I didn’t want to risks losing control with students nearby, but you’re right that I shouldn’t be one on one with someone like we’re now” I said with a sigh. “The best two scenarios to lose control are when I am completely alone or when I’m in a crowd with an experienced fighter or mage” I explain. “Alone is the best because I won’t have any reason to be scared of hurting people and I can then focus on pushing myself back in control without having a risk if it doesn’t work. The more people I’m with, the bigger the chance of me losing control because I will panic” I explain.

I felt hurt when she admitted that she was lying to me. “all people are the same after all”. The voice in my head whispered. “You were planning on using me?” I asked painfully by the realization that no one would actually care about me, they will only act nice to serve themselves. Either for power or because they are scared.

I could feel my magic pushing to get into control. It was eager to let loose and the hatred of my maker was messing with my own, letting me accept to lose control.

Finally Dark accepted to allow his magic to run out of control. The freedom of letting go gave him a relaxed smile as he let out a loud sigh of relief. His eyes fell on the girl who helped to become unstable. She looked weak, so fragile that he was sure she would break with a single attack. But her eyes…they seemed to be filled with confidence and it was intriguing. he ran his tongue slowly over his lower lip as the corners of his mouth curled up in a murderous grin. “What does such a simple person have to offer?” he asks in a monotone.

He took a step closer and with his black tar hand tilted her head slightly up at her chin so he could get a better look at her. He leaned closer and looked deep into her eyes. “So much destruction. You’re completely rotten inside, aren’t you?” he asked with a grin. “Honestly, it’s getting boring to be the only one to deprive this world of its weaklings”

He then nodded once and let her go. “Okay, your offer is acceptable, so what is it you had in mind?” He asks.
@Skyler2 - It’s all fine, and don’t worry you’re allowed to get carried away as much as you want :innocent:

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“Are you new here.” His voice was quiet and deep, so not to get caught. It almost sounded hoarse, and quite bland as well. He gave the slightest nod, black eyes boring into eyes he could not tell the color of. “Yes, I am new to this school.” Luan replied in an equally plain way, though his words did carry an air of grace. “I assume you are as well?” He did not offer a smile, though his head tilted, allowing a tiny piece of black hair to tickle the lobe of his ear. He did not make much effort towards the conversation but did put a bit into trying not to be unfriendly.

orp ༓ @lunaticlevithesecond SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!

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Chemythstry Classroom, Bay Mermaid

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I would love that! Especially visiting the best dad and the forest you grew up in…” Ariadne looked over Bay. She didn’t seem as… Bayish as usual for those few seconds. “I hope we can, sometime.” Ariadne said, nodding.

cones?.. Like ice cream??” Ariadne felt slightly less embarrassed with Bay’s question. “Not quite. They are shaped like cones and are bright orange usually. And 'bout this tall.” Subconsciously Ariadne stuck out her tongue while measuring about a foot and a half with her hands. Ariadne told her of Elliot thinking her driving was funny, then apologized for lagging it on with her boringness. “Oh my stars, that’s hilarious,” Bay laughed, making Ariadne drop her shoulders from the tense position they had took. She smiled warmly. “When I meet him, he’ll have to tell me the story too.” Ariadne shrugged and smiled “If he doesn’t end up cracking up on the story.” Ari joked. “Boring?! Nooo it’s not! Your stories are so cool!” Bay said, looking to Ariadne wistfully. Ari blushed slightly “I guess,” Ari couldn’t think of anything else to say.

I’ll hold you to that!” Bay said, grinning. “If you mean weird in a cool way.”Yes! That’s what I mean.” Bay said closing her eyes and nodding.

Yeah, making your own tracks is wayyy better.”…“That’s terrible!! No one should do that. Unless the real them is like, a serial killer.” Bay said, in a sad tone. Ariadne smiled, “make sure to keep making your own tracks.”

All of a sudden, small monkey noises came from the the little mermaid who was clinging to her. Ariadne giggled. "Where di- Ahhh! " She tripped, landing flat on her butt. She nearly exploded with laughter. “Are you okay?” She asked Bay, trying to keep her laughter down

orp - @ethereal don’t mind me just jumping back into the flow :eyes: also TEN DAYS I AM SO SORRY!

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Outside Bench, Kristi


Cat got your tongue?” Kristi grinned. Frankly, Quill wished she didn’t have a mouth to talk with. “Would you like someone else to get your tongue?” Quill froze, How do you respond to that?!

I really can’t let this lag on. She’s obviously a distraction. Quill let out a long sigh. I really hope I’m not screwing myself over.

Aquila tried to relax her shoulders as much as she could. “As much as I’d looove to answer that question, I need a favor?” Quill pulled a small grin over her face.

A dart frog probably?” Quill squeezed her lips together. “Yeah. A dart frog.” she said defeated. “Who poisons there friend for fun?” Kristi raised her left brow “Me. Didn’t I already said something about doing that? And come on, it’s not like it mattered or anything” Kristi said, then yawned. Quill rolled her eyes. “I think the point I was going for was why would anyone try an poison someone else,” With the exception of murder. Quill quickly added. “Unless they were mean spirited… Or have your sense of humor.”

orp - @Kristi eheh sorry for taking 11 days :sweat_smile:

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Villain History & Skill ◈ Haldir

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[font="pretty]Throw it, I gift it to you. now go and stop bothering me” Wei Ming carefully placed the paper inside his pocket, who knows, maybe he could find something to use against them. Probably not, but better to be safe than sorry. “My apologies.” Wei Ming said, slightly bowing his head with the words.[/font]

Great. Just what I wanted. A lad who thinks he’s better than probably all the souls in this room. Nonetheless, humbling cocky people is mighty fun. I’ll definitely want to see there downfall, of course if I’m not the one doing it.

[font="pretty] Wei Ming straighten his shirt. “I’m Wei Ming Hao. May I get your name?” [/font]

orp ◈ @Kristi

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“I’m Wei Ming Hao. May I get your name?” Didn’t Haldir tell him to not bother him again? Why were people here trying to be buddy-buddy with him? Was he cursed by a light fairy or something? “No” He said in a callous tone.


Finished with his essay about Cassius, he stretched his arms and patted his hidden sword.

@Tiina

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So far, life at Once Upon a High had been quite busy for Garçon. There seemed to be a lot more work than play involved, which was quite different than his life back in the United States. He’d arrived late yesterday night, and hadn’t had time to unpack his things or meet anyone just yet. His roommate, unknown, had not been present either, so he claimed the room he wanted and settled down to sleep. In the morning, he allowed himself a smidge of time to sleep in, though he would not be late to class. The uniform was a bit too tight for his taste, though he definitely liked the way it looked on him, long black hair and coal colored eyes popping against the bright white. His backpack was a dark-chocolate canvas bag that hung on his back, stuffed with books, binders, supplies…

Despite having done honors classes since the first grade, Advanced Literature and Advanced Mathematics were pretty different to him. He enjoyed them though, both of his teachers seemed really nice. Though he’d never had a robot teacher before. He tossed his empty coffee cup in the trash before slipping into the Advanced Chemythstry classroom and taking a seat. Now that he was completely awake, it would be a great idea to start making some friends and forming an inner circle. Luckily, he didn’t even have to look. A girl took the seat next to him, greeting him as ‘senior’ as she sat down. She had clear, pale skin and light brown hair, eyes the same color as Garçon’s. He smiled at her, showing a peek of white teeth as he subtly looked her up and down. She was wearing the uniform, and a bow nestled in her wavy hair. “Hello there,” he returned the greeting, keeping the smile, voice oozing with confidence. “Senior? I don’t look that old, do I?” He joked, giving a small laugh as he smoothed his hair.

orp || @Kristi so sorry for the wait! but i’m excited to see what happens + our first time Rping together hehe~ also, your post was amazing!!! not bad at all!!!

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. “As much as I’d looove to answer that question, I need a favor?” Favor? Didn’t they just meet 10 minutes ago? probably more but hey when have kristi ever been a math genuis? What favor could she probably be requesting, “What favor? A favor to satisfy your needs?” Kristi joked.

“Unless they were mean spirited… Or have your sense of humor.” Kristi chuckled, “Doubt anyone can have my sense of humour smurf, I’m unique in that way”

@Tiina

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Advanced chem ||Garcon||


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“Kindness is universal. Sometimes being kind allows others to see the goodness in humanity through you. Always be kinder than necessary. ~Germany Kent



“Hello there,” Alawa grinned, he seemed friendly and confident! He was like one of those princes in the books her grandma gave her to read, “Senior? I don’t look that old, do I?” Alawa face turned as red as a tomatoe at what he said, oh no he was mad at her wasn’t he? “N-n-no! N-not at all! I just also
call people who look the same age as me seniors” She bowed her head down “Please down be mad at me, I didn’t mean to offend you.” Alawa wanted to smack herself in the face, she had somehow offended a lot of people today and she didn’t meant to! Alawa would never mean to do that, now they probably hate her. Alawa frowned she didn’t want to be hated, she wanted to be loved and love everyone too. She hoped the guy could forgive her.

@ethereal - Garcon

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Troglodyte. Kaden knew that word, he had received the best education possible after all. He had never been called this word. He had never heard someone else be called this word. Actually, he had never heard this word spoken aloud. Despite this, he knew what a troglodyte was. A cave-dweller. Dirty, dumb, and uneducated. It was not a nice thing to be called. It did not make Kaden feel sunny inside. He pinched his bottom lip with his teeth, finally looking away from Joelene, shifting in his seat. He’d volunteer to move, but he didn’t want to get up in the middle of class. Troglodyte. Sleazebag. The words felt like punches. Kaden muttered, “I see.” Continuing to look away from Joelene. He did care, but Joelene obviously did not care for him nor the words he spoke.

“Well at least you know what chicken is. I was worried your tiny brain would not even know. Especially with how stick-like you are.” She laughed meanly after this. Kaden didn’t like to call people bullies but… Joelene wasn’t treating him the way she’d like to be treated, probably. “Yes, I do know what chicken is. Several of my neighbors actually have chicken coops.” Kaden informed her, still trying to sound polite and kind. Was he stick-like? He was more on the slim side due to to his eating habits and athletic hobbies as well. Though he kept a plumpness and rosiness in his cheeks as well.

He took the bow before she was even done threatening him, plucking it from her hand with swiftness, cupping his hands so he could hold it delicately. Did she want him to pin it in his hair? He looked pale as she threatened him, then insulted him again. He only frowned, wondering if he should believe her. “I’m pretty sure it’s a fact that smiles make everyone look beautiful! Even me. Here, try it! You’re already beautiful, of course, but smiles are the best expression.” “Either way, he would never get a lover how he is now.” Small tears formed in the blue eyes of Kaden, who heard this, and was unable to assume she wasn’t talking about him. He was able to get them to leave somehow, they vanished from his eyes and did not slip down his cheeks. However, she’d hit an insecurity there, one Kaden did not want to think about.

orp || @cadborosa sorry for the long wait!! i really loved your post~ also wowowo imagine nice joelene <-<

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Jack Cricket & Zachary Frost


Between the grand carriages and fancy gowns, the beat-up red beetle car rattled and puffed before skidding to a halt on the gravel drive. The drivers door was the first to burst open, as an excited little woman jumped out and stared in awe at the castle that had been renovated into such a unique and curious school. Leaning on the top of the car, she admired it with a giddy grin. “Oh, would you just look at that, Cocco! It really is something, and all the staff they have, goodness there must be an entire city of royals walking around here.”
Getting out of the cramped backseat, Jack Cricket gave a small smile to his mother. “We’ve seen it all before, Mamma. You saw me off last year, remember?”
Maria Cricket wrinkled her nose in a smile, grabbing her son and pulling him in for a hug. “By the Blue Fairy, you grow up so fast.” She said, kissing him on the head aggressively.

On the other side of the car, Jay’s father was looking at the school with a touch more scepticism, collecting Jay’s things with little more than a cautious frown. After all the stories Jay had brought back from his first year at the school, it was an understatement that the man’s suspicion about the place had only grown, and though he hadn’t said much on the topic he was still very worried for his son. The only reassurance he had been given was by the very blue fairy that his wife still believed was myth. Jiminy Cricket passed the tattered old suitcase over to Jay, and offered a tiny smile as he pushed his worries to the back of his mind.
“Do you have everything you need?”
Jay held the suitcase with two hands, “extra sweaters, a backup pair of glasses, and enough underwear to last me through an apocalypse.” He gave a cheeky grin to his mother for the last one, “I think I’m set. If I need anything I can always ask Zack.”
Jiminy sighed, the flicker of disappointment at the fact that Jay would rather have his friend magic up something than ask his parents, but it was quickly replaced with a trusting nod as he walked Jay over to the entrance. Maria had been right, there were so many people bustling about, even though it was already lunchtime. Jay remembered just how out of place he had felt on his first day the year before. It hadn’t changed one bit, and the new faces only made him feel more alone in the ocean of strangers, many far more rich and famous then he could ever be. The royals just made him extra anxious. He looked around hoping for some familiarity, and was glad to see Atticus Lake over by one of the many fountains, catching his eye and exchanging a wave. If only he could find Zack, he could finally relax a little…

“Jay!”
As if summoned by the thought, a tall white haired idiot jumped out from seemingly nowhere and almost knocked Jack off his feet in a hug. Zachary Frost laughed as he smothered his best friend. The sound seemed to echo even above the orchestra of chatting and yelling by the other students, and a couple looked up curiously. Jay patted his friend on the arm with a smile.
“I was worried you wouldn’t show.”
“What! Of course I was gonna show, who else is gonna protect you against any crazy wizards. or, well… wizard kids? Besides, I promised Mom I wouldn’t be late this time.”
Jack frowned. Zach looked like he had just arrived. He wasn’t even in uniform, just a pair of tattered jeans and a long-sleeved shirt that he had rolled up to hide the paint stains. It was already midday. of the second day. The reason Jay was a day behind was because unlike most magic kids he’d had to travel by car with his parents. Zachary had the luxury of flight and even the ability to make portals.
He gave Jay a sheepish grin. “Okay, so I wasn’t late for my first lesson… I don’t think.”
Jay laughed, which spread to Zach’s face as he only hugged his friend tighter, before Jay finally fought him off. Marie wandered over as Jiminey helped to sign Jay in, and she beamed as she looked Zach up and down, like she was the aunt who barely got to see him.

“Good gods, Zach, if you grow any taller you’d be through the roof! What are they feeding you, beanstalks?” She laughed, pulling him into a hug as well, which Zach enjoyed immensely. He always had loved spending time with Jay’s family. Maybe it was because of how vibrant and loud they were compared to his own home? Jay never had truly worked it out. Zach picked Marie up off the floor in his hug and she laughed, smacking him playfully before going on to ask about his father - Jack Frost being noticeably absent though he had likely just already gone home. They were a day late after all.
“He’s good, yeah! We recently went to some of the big forests to paint the leaves, and I surprised this group of kids with a little snow flurry, they thought Christmas had come early, haha!”
Marie rolled her eyes, still grinning from ear to ear. “You boys and your tricks. I didn’t miss the patch of frost on my pepper plants last week. I will remind you both that it is still autumn and I would like to enjoy that season for as long as possible.”
Zach bowed apologetically, but the cheekiness was still very much there. Marie chuckled. “And how’s your mother?”
That made him flinch.

“Oh, uh, yeah! No, she’s doing, um… great! Lots of work. buzzing about here and there. Well, not buzzing as in flying I mean! She can’t fly, haha, no, she’s very much human like that-”
Jay jumped in before Zach could mess up anymore. “What he means is, she’s doing fine. You can ask Pappa if you like, I think he recently sent a letter to her, she might of replied.”
Marie, who had been confused, suddenly latched onto the bate. “He did?! When! God, that man never tells me anything. I wanted to send her that quilt I had been making, ugh, you two wait here. JIMMEY!!”
Zach winced as the fiery little lady stormed off to question her husband, and gave Jay an apologetic glance. “Sorry, I keep forgetting she doesn’t know and I freak out. I don’t get why you can’t tell her. Doesn’t your father know?”
Jay sighed. It was a big secret that Zach wasn’t just the son of Jack Frost. His father was already a powerful spirit of the north. The Blue Fairy was still questioned on if she was real, or just some kind of angel in disguise, or maybe even a sort of goddess. No matter what she was, it was undeniable that she was powerful, and the fact that she had born a child with another very powerful being only doubled the scandal. Nobody knew that The Blue Fairy had a child, and Zach’s parents intended to keep it that way for as long as possible, the only exception being Jay’s dad who was Blue’s closest friend beside frost. As for Jay, he’d only found out because Zach was terrible at keeping secrets and had a terrible habit of letting things slip.
Running a hand through his hair, he nodded to the commotion going on down the hall. “I think the next lesson is starting or something. You might want to head off to that.”
Zach nodded, and grabbed Jay in another last second hug before running off. “Hurry up and settle in! I’ll save you a space at lunch!”
Jay nodded, smiling as his friend disappeared into the crowd, his ice white hair vanishing into the sea of uniforms. Collecting his things, he bid his parents farewell, and set off in search of his Dorm room. Last year he had been partnered with Zach. He wondered if this year would be any different.

ORP: Jay is approachable for anyone interested!
@Skyler2 I’ll write Zach’s next scene in a sec!

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✩ villain history & skills, river, she/her ✩

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“I adore that idea. Do you?” She questioned, arching a red brow, sucking on the inside of her freckled cheek. Porcelain, teal eyes widened, shook her head. She was not afraid, again, she was exaggerating her expression only to mock the girl who sat in front of her. She would be easy to knock down. The fear behind those pale blue eyes, the cowardice that showed in her fidgeting hands. Porcelain would rip her into pieces. “I don’t think it would be hard, but why would I want to do that?” Their eyes met, and Porcelain squinted fiercely, eyes resembling that of a silver snake. “I would probably give you more entertainment than what you’d like to believe. Maybe that’s why you’re acting like this?” The girl kept speaking, not giving Porcelain a chance to interject and spew even more awful comments. She tried to maintain a bored and annoyed expression, but inside, she was focusing on every word that came from her lips. Then, the girl suggested something. “Perhaps I just piqued your interest which is not good in your eyes…” She sounded more sure of herself, which scared Porcelain. But what scared her even more was what this carrot-head could be hinting at… no, she was no mind reader…she couldn’t know. Porcelain’s fists clenched under the table, nails pinching at the pale, cold skin on her palms. It took a moment too long to compose herself. She laughed darkly. You? Pique my interest? Please. You couldn’t pique anyone’s interest, Carrot-top. I doubt you’ve ever had a boyfriend, huh?” Her voice quivered. Was it noticeable? She hoped not. Her fists shook under the table as she smiled cruelly at the girl in front of her.

orp ✩ @angelic PLS destroy Porcelain she’s sooo mean, I’m sorry!!! also, nooo i took a while! OMG IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT!! Can’t wait to RP more with you, and your post was perfect!! no worries at all!

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:mountain_snow: Zachary Frost


Zach was still giddy by the time he reached the next lesson, having already missed the first for sleeping in and the second because he’d gotten lost for about half an hour before just giving up and going on the hunt for food. He was now snuffling down one of the tiny pastries Marie Cricket had snuck him in their hug after Jack had arrived. He did love her cooking. She was a baker after all, but it was more the fact that it was homemade and fresh, and he could practically taste the love and effort she put into her work, it was the closest he felt to something made for him by family.

It wasn’t that his family didn’t cook, or even that they neglected to put love into things, but with Jack Frost cooking was a major hazard as he was terrible at it - a trait he unfortunately passed down to his son - and while Blue was normally elegant and talented in most skills she picked up she was rarely to be found in the kitchen and often just missed eating at all. It wasn’t like she needed it, as she was immortal anyway and sustained herself with magic, but sometimes Zach wondered if that was healthy to do. He could sometimes do it if he tried, but with how deep the well of magic went, he was constantly terrified of falling in…
It was in this completely oblivious mindset that he found himself blinking dazed at the door for Basic Chemythstry. He had to do a double take at the name and check his schedule. This was right, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it supposed to be Chemystry? “Oh! I get it, its a play on words because of magic and stuff.” He chuckled to himself, pushing the door open. he wasn’t going to question why he was in basic class when he should have really been in the advanced ones. His parents had been very lax on his education outside of magic, and he never put all that much attention or effort in anyway, so it was probably for the best. Finding a seat at a desk he flopped down and began looking for a pen, which he had no doubt forgotten along with the fact that he was still not in uniform, and didn’t even have his books either. It hadn’t even dawned on him that he would need them. They hadn’t really forced him to attend classes on the first year and he hadn’t even been there that long. But his knowledge of schools was limited anyway. As students filed in he could sense the weird looks they gave him. Was something wrong? why did they have bags? Was he missing something???

The bell rang and Zachary found himself grinning in awe as a large sea creature burst through the door and began to navigate the classroom. He’d never seen anything like them! And by the way the teacher inspected each student and desk, they were likely rather mutual on the matter. Clearing their gills the beautiful creature bubbled a warm greeting.
"Hello, students!” Her smile was endearing, the fins by her face flickering as she moved like a snake through water, eyes misted but still seeing. “My name is Orwell! What are your names? And what do you think of the classroom? I decorated it with you guys in mind.”
Zachary did like the classroom, it was decorated with all sorts of weird bits and pieces one might find at a beach, but also things required for a classroom, it even had one of those bubblegum vending things that you get at arcades. He was busy prodding at a limpet shell on the corner of his desk when he noticed that Orwell had appeared over him, and was peering down with her wide curious eyes.
He frowned. Was something wrong? Was his hair messy?

“Oh, I’m sorry to be a bother, but I think its part of the school rules to be in uniform while in lesson. Not that there’s a problem or anything! Actually, I’m really curious what these weird red and green stains are…”
He looked down at himself. “Ah! Sorry… um-” In a large flurry of cold wind, ice began to form and stick to his clothes, shining like gemstones as slowly they built up and shon bright as stars. The students murmered and winced at the light, Orwel herself shying away for the brief moment it took the light to dim down. When they all glanced back, Zachary was dressed in full uniform. Well, he was… until he began scratching at the stiff collar and opted to forgo the jacket - which disappeared into a mist of frost. Now back to smiling, he nodded to the teacher, who gave a bubbly laugh and clapped enthusiastically.
“Oh goodness! That was amazing! How did you do that? Magic, I assume, or was it a trick of the light? You humans are so-”
She was cut off suddenly as something in the back of the classroom popped loudly, a potion or some mixture exploding in a cloud of pink and blue mist. Rushing to the back Orwell immediately seemed to forget about Zack, and Zach let his back slump. Already he was messing up. After a second, he quickly realized that he had just messed up again. behind him, some of the students were murmuring.
“I didn’t know Jack Frost could magic clothes out of thin air…”
“Maybe its a secret power?”
“I thought only Queen Elsa could do that?”
“Ohh, maybe they had an affair!”

Zach ducked his head, feeling his ears turning bright red - which was impressive considering his very pale complexion - and found himself wishing that Jay was there. Jay knew how to fix things. Jay was clever like that. But Jay would also be in Advanced Chemythstry, not basic, like me. Trying to shake the feeling of being watched off, he looked around for a pen, something to write with at least. The best he could do was doodle to keep his mind occupied.
Tuning to the student next to him, he offered an awkward smile. “Hey, uh… don’t suppose you have something to write with? I promise I won’t bite it or anything.”

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@ethereal - Is this better??


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[ “…but Sora’s not going to hurt you, or anyone. I’m just worried people might hurting Sora.” Azziz took a second to think about this. He turned to look up at the boy. “Sure.” Azziz said, thinking this would help improve his tracking abilities. Azziz paused, feeling impulsive words working there way up his throat. If you’ll do something for me." Azziz turned to cover the last garlic clove. “You’ll…” He choked on his words, not actually wanting to say them out loud."Nevermind. He grumbled. “Yeah I’ll do it!” Azziz shouted at the boy. Hoping he was doing a good thing by not making stupid deals. ]

[ “Why wouldn’t I wanna hang out with you?” Azziz scoffed to himself. Because I’ve been trained to kill monsters. “I get garlic is kinda gross, but if anything that keep the blood-sucker away from me.” Azziz nodded at the point. “Well, you know where to find it if you need any.” Azziz offered up, not realizing he just offered his supply of garlic. “Usually garlic usually takes eight to nine months to grow but…” Azziz shoved the bags into his pocket, then reached into another. He pulled a bottle maybe four inches long. It was glass, with silver and gold mostly blocking what it contained. A few rays of sunlight found a way around the gold and silver, a blue liquid showing through. “This speeds stuff up.” Azziz eyed the boy. “Whether it’s growing stuff, or healing flesh. Rather dangerous really. Somewhat addictive in a way.” Azziz opened the cap, barely letting two drops touch the soil. He twisted the cap tight, back into the bottle, then dropped it into his pocket, to disappear.]

["Well, yeah, but he doesn’t look as cool.’ Azziz raised one brow slightly, holding back a grin. “Wait, do you mean the diving from the tree or just turning into a bird in general? Cuz the bird thing’s kinda his whole schtick. When I was young, he’d show off and do flips in the air.” Azziz paused to think about it. "Both?]

[ “… like a back flip or the ability to hold your breath for some absurd amount of time?” Azziz was perplexed at the last idea. "Sort of. He wasn’t keen on the idea of telling the boy that he was really good at killing things but he was good at… "Tracking. Other stuff also, but mostly tracking. Azziz put his hands on either side of him, than moved his body to fully face falcon boy. “Also, I’m Azziz. I don’t think I mentioned that yet.” ]

orp || @Skyler2 well, we can’t use “plain boy” anymore so can we forget about that name :point_right::point_left: eheh also sorry it came out a lil boring :sweat_smile:

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| Dark || Outside |

Calista nodded, hiding her smirk. After all, she was an experienced mage. She had 18 years of experience. But she held her thoughts, her remarks, her teasings, and gave a sorrowful sigh. She didn’t really have anything to say. I mean, this man just blatantly told her how to keep him from regaining control. And if she found a way to control his demon… well, he’d never be back in power.

She winced as he spoke, “Not use… just borrow.” And I’m not just planning on it, I will be doing it. He looked genuinely betrayed and Calista placed her palm on his cheek. “For what it’s worth, you’re one of the honest men I’ve ever met. Just… think of this as me doing you a favour. You won’t be at fault for whatever I convince your counterpart to do.” She almost felt sorry, once again. This man was… bringing out an undesirable side of her… one that was emotional and regretful and caring… a side that she wanted nothing to do with.

Though there was no physical transformation, other than his hands, which Calista wasn’t really looking at, she could tell that Dark wasn’t there anymore. His body was there, but something was different. It was powerful. Electric. Almost attractive, in a way. Sure, the boy was naturally pretty, but he no longer felt weak. Even as the figure licked his lips and grinned, Calista remained calm and collected. “I’m Calista, daughter of the goddess Circe; and you would be?”

He grabbed hold of her chin and she resisted the urge to slap him. She hated being touched by men without permission. The thought almost made her gag. Their disgusting and dirty hands they never bothered to wash. She was taken aback as he called her rotten… she wasn’t that bad. She didn’t want to kill anyone, just rule the world. But her composure stood as strong as a stone wall and she let a triumphant smile show as he agreed. Even if it was only because he was lonely.

She breathed as he let her go, and dared to look at the creature. “Before I say anything, you should know that you’re not going to like it, but I promise,” her eyes flashed gold, “that it will be worth it. First things first, you can’t let… Dark… take over. I can make something to keep you from looking like some immortal creature and more like a human. Unless you have some way to keep him from telling everyone that I’m up to no good. Secondly, you can’t keep attempting to kill students. We can’t afford to be caught. Meaning if you kill someone, Headmaster Grimm will be on you like that.” Calista snapped her fingers and a few purple sparks emerged. “We have one shot. Once we strike, we need to keep striking. They can’t let them regroup or form a strategy. And thirdly, as much as I believe in your abilities, taking over the world is no easy feat. There will be hundreds of gods trying to stop us, and that’s only the Greek. Forget Roman or Norse or Egyptian - and that’s only Earth. So, as much as I’d love for it to be just us, we’re going to need more people,” finally Calista finished. Maybe her plan wasn’t perfect. Maybe countless things could go wrong. Maybe this could even end in this demon killing her and her sister. But she couldn’t afford to think that way. Because if she did… she’d look weak, and this creature might not think that she’s up to the task.

@Meekepeek - [ Demon Dark ] WELP THIS IS MY AMAZING PLAN THAT TOOK WAY TOO LONG TO THINK UP

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