Wonderland Academy for the Unique and Gifted (IC)

"Welcome to Wonderland, mates!"
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OOC

Quimsy's blonde eyes fluttered open at the sound of birds chirping outside his window. Another day, another obstacle. First things first... the small boy rolled off his bed, heading over to his window. He took the curtain in his hands, tugging them aside- "Aaah!"
The shock of the number of birds that were flocking behind his window pane sent him sprawling backwards, landing on his bum. "I will never get used to that," he said, a hand over his heart as he gasped, trying to pace himself once more. He shut his eyes and focused on lowering his pheromones, opening one eye slowly too peek at the window, to see if he'd done well. And done well he did, for most of the birds had lost interest in their attraction to him, and had flown off.
The blonde boy, Quimsy, was skilled with keeping most animals off his back when it came to attraction- most but one: the human. Well, he was only twelve after all, and his control was getting much better. That had to be something, right? "Oh, right," he said with realization, picking his small body up from the ground and going to the bathroom in his room to get changed.
Another day, another obstacle.

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Snip. Snip. Snip.
"Oi, you!" shouted a gardener, shocking the pink haired girl into running as fast as she could away. She found herself back inside the dormitories, her hands bleeding as they clutched the thorny roses. This was Ebony, one of the smallest grade sevens in Wonderland.
"Man," she pouted in disappointment as she looked at the loot she had gotten up so early to chop up, "I never got to chop their heads off." She was also more commonly known as Thorn, for her adoration of rose thorns. In fact, she was the reason the gardeners were so fickle with people entering and exiting the gardens, what with her chopping off roses repeatedly.
Thorn looked at her hands and then at the ground, nodding, "More importantly, I should probably was my blood off before I get scolded." It seemed as though her appearance was rather fitting for her childish behavior.
The tiny pink-haired girl rushed off to her dorm room to place the roses in an empty vase, as well as wash off the blood on her hands. She'd run out of bandaids earlier the school year, however, and she'd forgotten to get it refilled yesterday like she said she would. Opening her dorm door, she ran for the lobby where some other girls were awake and sang, "Any of you a healer? Or got a baaaandaid?

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His blue eyes wandered from the mirror to the photo of himself in his hands, his hair shifting different shades of black until his appearance finally matched that of the picture. Trinity Blank had spent the past hour changing himself back to...well, himself. When he slept, sometimes he accidentally changed into something- or rather, someone- else.
Trinity placed his photograph and mirror down, having already changed his outfit. He looked out the window of his room, deciding he might as well hurry up and get out. Before heading outside, he tucked in the photograph of himself, sighing. Just in case, he thought, Just in case. He headed down the flight of stairs, heading straight for the fountain. He liked the fountain- they made him feel relaxed. And he could always collect his thoughts about himself there.

Dean groaned as the alarm went off. He rolled over wondering what his mum would be cooking for breakfast. Bacon? Or mabye pancakes. Thinking hungry thoughts he opened his eyes and slammed his hand onto the alarm before remembering he wasn't at home.

Oh right I'm at Wonderland." He said groggily. Getting up he headed to the window. His room overlooked the track and small portion of the forrest but at this time of the morning neither were very active.

Dean went into his bathroom and began filling the bath up with ice cold water before reseting his alarm to go just before the end of breakfast. Turning the taps off he climbed in and went back to sleep, the water slowly heating.

Skie sat up in her bed slowly, her eyes ajusting to the light pretty quickly. her long black hair was a tangled mess, and her dark blue eyes were vacant. She was a really heavy and rough sleeper, even when she was a child. She would kick her dad and mom out of the bed while they were sleeping so she could roll all over the bed. Once, she knocked her dad out of bed, and he landed on the TV plug, causing it to turn off. She chuckled while thinking about it and got out of her bed, her black night gown reaching her knees. She sighed and grabbed her teddy bear off of her bed and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door. She combed her hair, and put it in its normal two ponytails, and brushed her teeth.

She was fifthteen, but she always carried her teddy bear around. It was the bear her mother had given her when she was born. It was like she had a special connection with it. She walked out and put on her clothes, not showering. She had done so the night before, as she always had done for the past year. She grabbed her bag and slung it over her shoulders, and cradeled her bear, Chubbers, in her arms. She always carried a bag around. It was very untidy and unorganized, but it had a lot of useful things in it. If she found something useful, she'd put it in there. She was considered a hoarder in her parents eyes, but she didnt listen. She especially liked shiny things.

She opened the door slightly and peeked out. Nobody seemed to be out. So she hugged Chubbers close to her and walked down the hall really fast and out of the girls rooms, and went straight to the lobby.

A tiny pink haired girl burst into the lobby proclaiming that she requested a healer, or some band-aids. Elena could hardly say the girl was tiny considering she was the same size herself. Seeing that no one else was taking the bait, Elena approached the girl. "Snip, snip snip. 'Oi, you!' 'Man, I never got to chop their heads off...'" Images flowed into Elena's mind as she neared the girl. Judging by her bloodied hands, these were probably the events of this morning. "I have some bandages," she said to the girl. "Although judging by the state of your hands, they're going to need more than just some band-aids." Elena offered her hand to the girl, not caring for the blood. "Follow me and I'll fix you up."

Elena had once met a nurse, and she saw into her memories. This was one of the more useful things Elena could do. She could pick up past skills from others and commit them to memory. "I'm Elena, by the way."

This was not how Elena had thought of spending her morning. A few moments ago, she was caught up in the memories of someone else, being thrown back a couple years, looking at the scene of an orphanage. Elena didn't mean to intrude, and people didn't notice when she was in their heads, unless they had some sort of a telepathic power themselves. She wasn't thee type of girl to pry, but she still found it interesting to know everyone's stories. That way, she could avoid some awkward conversations regarding things others would rather keep to themselves.

She was an early-riser, so Elena was usually one of the first ones up and out in the lobby. She hadn't expected for this other girl to be here, but judging by the looks of it, she had been up for much longer than Elena. Without meaning to, Elena slipped into the girls mind, picking out that her name was Ebony and that she had a thing for roses. Images of roses where everywhere in Elena's vision, so vivid that she could almost smell them. Elena pulled herself back into reality, figuring that she'd already pried too much, and she did not want Ebony noticing.

Akari groggily sat up in bed and practically smashed the alarm clock into the end table. She hated alarms, they were annoying and in the morning she wasn't a happy person. Her parents would refer her to the Grouch. She pulled the curtains shut, annoyed by the bright light and walked to her closet. She took a cold shower to wake her nerves; like she does every morning, and changed into her clothes.

She slung her medical bag over her shoulder and walked out of the room. Her curly hair bouncing with every step she took. She walked down the stairs greeting those who were down there with a very unladylike like yawn and stretched. Akari took a deep breath of fresh air and let it out. She walked down to the garden; she often goes there in free time to help calm herself.

The garden brings her peace and subsides the Grouch inside of her. All the beautiful smells of the flowers overwhelming her nose as she walked into the aroma. She hugged herself happily and laid down in the grass as though she was going to make a snow angel then she began to hum a familiar tune. Moving her feet to the rhythm of the upbeat song. She was stuck in thoughts of the past and hoped that the future would be better not only for her, but for everyone here as well.

**1. They have Italian accents. 2. They are loners, except to each other. Sorry if I didn't note this in CS.**

Red = Aurelia
Light Blue = Aurel
Indigo = Unison

The two Italian twins stepped out of the taxi, and walked down the path towards the student dorms. There was a giant welcome sign saying 'Welcome to the Wonderland Academy for the Unique and Gifted.' They were new to the academy, but didn't care. They really weren't hoping to make friends, for they were only ok with each other. A lot of people think they make a bad pair, considering their powers are different. Yet their loner personality is what keeps them together. The sister manipulated heat and all things hot, as the brother manipulated frost and all things cold. "Aurel, is it truely mandatory that we attend this school? Especially in such a foreign land?" "Yes, it is. Be glad that we were respected in Italy, after our powers were discovered. Be glad they did not think of us as freaks and executed us. We came here to better our abilities, and this is one of the very few schools on Earth that accept people like us." Aurelia sighed. "I do not want to be here." Aurel pat her shoulder. "Aurelia, do it for mother and father. They wanted us to be here." Aurelia sighed again. She knew she was homesick. "I miss Italy." They continued walking.

The two had recently been on an airplane, after a very long flight from Italy. Their parents paid for the trip, wanting the twins to hone their abilities on being able to help people. That was why they sent them here.

After reaching the dorms, the two entered their respective dorm. In her dorm, Aurelia saw a small girl asking for healing, or a bandage, but she simply ignored it and moved on. They requested a special dorm, in which was on the wall that seperates the girls and the boys. There was a window there, with blinds, and it could be opened. It was requested so that they could easily communicate with each other. The blinds were for privacy, of course. The two packed their belongings from their luggage to their drawers. They decorated their rooms to their heart's desire. Aurelia lied down on her bed, playing with a floating ball of fire, while Aurel was in the bathroom, washing his face. Aurel then wanted to shave, but he noticed his razor was missing. "Terrific." Aurel opened the blinds, then the window. He asked Aurelia in a loud voice. "AURELIA! WHERE IS MY RAZOR?" The yell had startled her. "Why on Earth would I have your razor? I do not shave. Check deep into your bag. It must be in there somewhere." Aurelia then picked up an Italian magazine, and started to read it. Aurel closed the window in anger, and then the blinds. It is a known fact that when either of the twins are angry, what they touch with their hands either burns or freezes, depending on which twin is angry. The blind was practically frozen.

Thorn followed the girl with a smile on her face as she said, "My, kids this year are surprisingly much nicer~" Elena, hm? A cute name for a rather cute girl, Thorn had to admit. "The name's Ebony," she replied, "though others call me Thorn. I got the cuts from fighting a snake in the garden- it was huge! But you know, you handle a rose incorrectly and you meet it's thorns!" It was obvious from the glittering glint in her eyes however, that she was lying and playing around.
It'd be crazy cool if she did get to fight with a giant snake! Speaking of fights, Thorn had been in school for a good while now, yet hadn't gotten to fight anyone yet. She'd have to take care of that quickly. But! To more important matters! "So do you know a healer?" asked Thorn towards the girl, remembering that she had stated she had bandaids but wasn't planning on giving it to her. Oh! Unless she was a healer herself! That'd be nice, Thorn's healer friends had long since graduated.

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Quimsy finally walked down and out of his dorm, greeting familiar faces at the lobby before heading out. He stretched himself out before making his way to the track field, to practice his running. It was one of the first things the teachers had told him he'd need to be able to do- run fast. Because when his control over his pheromone manipulation was lost, he'd have a lot of running to do. "Okay," the twelve year old piped cheerily as he bent over to stretch his legs, holding it for ten seconds before straightening himself. Pulling a stopwatch from his shorts pocket, he took a deep breath.
He ran while clicking the start of his stop watch simultaneously, his blonde hair brushing behind him against the wind. He was, admittedly, pretty fast for a twelve-year-old kid. Of course, the superhuman speed kids would beg to differ.

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Trinity knew there were plenty of benches around the fountain, but he always say himself at the edge of the fountain, his pants folded up and his legs in the water. It was because he liked looking at his reflection, as vain as that sounded. Honestly, it was so he could control his sudden changes better- and it was really good practice. So long as he kept his eye on himself at all times, his hair didn't change color, his ears didn't point, his height didn't change. It was good.
"Kid, you can't do that," called out a worker as they sweeped the grounds, causing Trinity to sigh. Of course he couldn't. The dark haired male slid his legs out of the water, keeping seated on the edge of the fountain as he pouted, sort of, looking disappointed as he turned his direction to face the training fields.

"No, I do not know of any healers," she told Ebony. "But I can help you with that little injury." Besides the goofy smile on her face, Elena might of believed her. She did not blame Ebony for lying, everyone has their reasons, so she just smiles at Ebony. "Come on, if we stand here any longer, your hands may start to get worse." Elena turns and heads off in the direction of the bathroom where she knows there are first-aid kits. She's helped herself many times since she tends to lose focus and fall down stairs, or trip over things.

Skies eyes widened as she slowly walked onto the training field, chubbers clutched tightly in her arms. She knew she probably looked like a frightened four year old, but that was how she was when she came to New places. She sat chubbers down on the ground, and backed up. Maybe she could practice her powers then. She absorbed chubbers shadow and sent it back at him, making him go into the air for a second, and then come back down.
"Not enough power!" She said, and did it again.
But this time, it didn't just go in the air for a second. It went all the way across the field, and into the fountain. "No!"
She yelled and ran to it. She plunged her arm into the cool water and pulled him out. He was soaking wet.
"Oh, chubbers!" She said, wringing out his arm.

As the alarm on a phone went off, the song recognizable as a song from DDR, Love Love Shine. The fast paced song made the girl in the bed stir, sitting up slowly to avoid dumping any electronics from her blanket to the floor. As the young girl searched, she pushed aside a few handheld games before she grabbed her phone, eyes half closed, and turned the alarm off. Kissing her stuffed tiger before stretching out and yawning silently, Lucille pushes the blanket aside Standing up, she carefully put all of the games and such on her dresser before changing into her clothes for the day from her pajamas.

Ready to brave the day, laptop case slung over her shoulder, Ziau tucked under her arm, she looks over at the alarm clock on her nightstand. Time to go out and meet the other... people... She suddenly was a little discouraged. Why did she need to make friends? People offline didn't get her... Shrugging, Lucille pouted softly as she opened her door and went downstairs. Shyly shifting from foot to foot, she wondered if any of the girls would talk to her...