The entrance ceremony was a pain and Deuce had slept through it. He was woken up by the student next to him. This student told him what they were supposed to do and hurried off, clearly unwilling to wait in line for too long. Deuce got up and headed in the same direction.

Upon approaching the line, Deuce realized it was a mistake to keep his leisurely pace. The lines were way too long. Unwilling to resign, he decided to skip the line. Quick, creative thinking was his specialty and waiting was definitely not. Joining the back of the line he conjured up an illusion, a girl in school uniform with her back just visible from around the wall. Deuce prepared to run for it and set his plan in motion. The girl -his illusion- screamed from the top of her lungs when the door to the male examination room opened, after which she collapsed to the floor. In the moment everyone was turned towards his illusion, Deuce slipped past the line and entered the room.

Deuce approached the crow, complimented it on its suit, and put his hand on the glass.
"Transfer number #092: Deuce Heart. No health issues. Future Occupation: Illusionist."
Sighing, Deuce left the room. "Illusionist, huh? I don't know why I had expected anything else..."

Aniel had listened intently to the entrance ceremony, and was quite excited to begin school life. The crowd was full of interesting looking characters, and no one was eating each other! Much more to her tastes than Hell ever was. As the crowd began to form the lines, Aniel tried to discreetly examine her new classmates. A few times she had to use her wings to hover a few inches form the groud to see above the person in front of her, and each time was happier to see her progression in the line. Soon, Aniel stood before a strange looking crow.
"Smoking is not a healthy habit," Aniel informed the crow, then placed her hand atop his glass.
"Transfer Student #047. Aniel, Health Concern for Underdeveloped Wing and Physical Attributes." At this Aniel frowned at the crow and discreetly glanced down at her less than desirable chest size. "Future Occupation: Veteran."
"Of what war?" Aniel questioned in aggravation. What sort of prediction was that? The teacher standing with the clipboard dismissed her, and Aniel left with a deep frown.

After the schools new years intro Cicile followed the others to the hall where the boys and the girls split in different lines. As they walked to wards a nurse looking Cicile saw that they had pasted the main hall way. She wanted to be sure if her suitcase was still there but she saw that nothing was there and that it was empty. As a teacher walked by she asked: Excuse me, where have all the suitcases been moved to? The teacher was a man who seemed to be around 30 years old, he replayed: They have been moved to your rooms already, don't worry they are save. and he walked further down the hall. Cicile was happy to hear that and got back in the line. It was almost her turn to get in the room.

Then her turn, with a smile on her face Cicile enters the room. She had no idea how her future will be like or what her speciality in magic is. Cicile greeted the teacher who was in the room and placed her hand on the boll with the oddly looking crow inside.

"Transfer Student #013: Cicile Dawn. No health concerns found. Magic: Mirroring. Future Occupation: Open, Can't be predicted."
The teacher looked up from her clipboard. Then the crow spoke again. "Remark: You are a half demon."

Cicile was a little confused about what was told. With the information still in her thoughts she left the room.

Marco watched the students enter the room one-by-one, wondering what sort of prediction they received. Curiously, he didn't really care about what kind of prediction he got - whatever it would be, he didn't intend on letting it dominate his life without his permission. Screw destiny and yadda yadda and all that inspiration crap; that was pretty much his thought on the matter. Well, if the prediction coincided with his desires, then he supposed it was more of an eventuality than a prediction.

Soon enough, it was his turn. He had to duck his head a bit to avoid hitting the top of the door. Once inside, he paused and stared hungrily at the Crow staring back at him from inside a crystal ball. Par the course, his first words to it were, "Can I eat you?" followed by the teacher next to it taking a step back and the crow attempting to do the same. Chuckling, he stretched out his hand, and the Crow flinched, before realizing Marco was just proceeding as normal. Sighing in relief, the glass ball began glowing.

"Transfer Number #55: Marco Dondadello. No health issues but fucking keep him away from me!" the Crow squeaked a little by the end, dropping its cigar. Clearing it's throat, it continued somewhat shakily. "Future Occupation: World Devourer. You disgust me." It added at the end, with additional snark.

"Hey, what was that last bit for?!"

"I just wanted to say it!"

"What the hell bird?!"

"Shut up! NEXT!"

Promptly stepping out of the room to make way for the next student, Marco grumbled. What the hell; he knew that his magic wasn't really the most well-received of magics, but come on! It's the first day of school, cut him some slack!

Megan Starling


Megan had a look of boredom as she stared blankly during the orientation. Once it was finished, she stood up and yawned wide. She then walked to the nearly back of the line, looking around.

Soon enough it was her turn, raising an eyebrow she placed a hand on the glass. She was surprised when the crow started to glow brightly. "Transfer Number #569: Megan Starling." The crow began, confusing her even further, "No health issues. Future occupation..." then the crow squawked seemingly excitedly, making Megan jump, "Hero! #569, Megan Starling will be the hero!" she frowned in confusion, then quickly turned and swiftly walking out of the room, this was all too much. She honestly couldn't think of...well..what to think. Her, the hero? Impossible. She's a grumpy pyromancer that torches anything that her annoys her, or at least singe. She can't, no, she shan't believe it. Singe marks start to appear on the ground where she walked as she got angrier and more frustrated with that prediction, if she wasn't calmed down soon then the whole school may set on fire. Megan passed several students on her way to the hall, she was hoping to just grab her bag and just leave, needless to say the bags were gone.

@Blizz@supertinyking@Slendy

Cody 'Storm' Rennie

Cody exited the room and now made his way towards the dorms as per the instructions of the teacher he now encountered. Whatever. With his hands in his pockets he now made his way there when he was stopped by a dark haired girl who seemed to be a member of the council judging by the color of the ribbon on her school uniform, which was a dark blue.
"Cody Rennie I presume? Please come with me." The girl told him with a loud yawn before gesturing for him to follow her without any context whatsoever. Shrugging his shoulders now he figured it might have something to do with that damned bird and followed his senior student.

Jacklyn Sparrow

@Im a huge mess
"Oi! You!" A stern voice now called out to Megan and next thing the 'hero' would know, an older girl was standing beside her. She was wearing the third year uniform, as signified by the dark green badge on her right breast.
However she also had a bright red armband around her right arm with a large, bolded black P on one side. On the other side was two similarly formatted letters, but they were a DC rather than just a P.
"You're a first year right? You should be heading to your dorm to unpack, not wandering around and leaving trails of fire about." The older girl crossed her arms across her chest as she spoke in a disapproving tone, her eyes reflecting the tone of voice she used.
"I think it goes without saying that burning down the school on the first day is a bad idea. Keep your powers in check."

Jason Sparrow

@Gareth
"Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing first year?" An older boy asked as he now cut off Heto's path. Judging by the yellow badge on his shirt, he was a second year. He was also wearing a red armband on his left arm with black embolden DC on it.
"You need to go to your dorm and unpack first. Then wait for the announcement for dinner, didn't you listen to the orientation?" The older boy asked with a sigh. It seemed he was somewhat used to this, after all this was the fifth student today he has had to talk to. It was almost like some lazy Co-GM prick had skipped actually doing an orientation!

@CandySatan@Ryougu@Noodles@Vampy
On the other side of the room the students were now being met by two members of the disciplinary committee. A silver haired was greeting the girls and organising them so that they would be heading towards the female dorms in an orderly fashion. She wore the same uniform as them, except for the yellow badge and red armband.
Meanwhile a stern looking older boy was marshalling the boys side to their dorms. He watched each of them like a hawk, he too having a yellow badge and red armband.

@Lunarlors34 Megan glared at the older student beside her, her anger was now reaching the peak that small flames began dancing on her shoulders. "I ain't going anywhere but home." she spoke in a surprisingly cold tone, glaring the other dead blank in the eyes with her hazel-green eyes. She was definitely not in the mood to deal with someone. "Who are you anyways." she grumbled, trying to keep her flames in check.

Aniel nodded politely at the older student and headed in the direction she was told to go. She didn't mind the instruction, as she really was not certain where she was supposed to be going. She did know all of her things should have been placed in whichever room was to be hers for the remainder of the year. It was very nice of the school to do this for them, Aniel thought to herself. Almost absentmindedly she was using her small orange wings to hover a few inches above the ground and glide down the hallway, often times she did this without even realizing she was using them. The young white haired demon mentally crossed her fingers, hoping that this would be a good year for her.

Cicile followed some other students who also where done. They all walked to the main hall and outside stood a girl with a red armband. She explained that every one had to go to their dorm to unpack. Cicile looked around. There are so many students. They aren't all first years but the other years where there too. Most of them stood at the side looking at all the newcomers. Cicile followed the given instructions and lined up in frond of the girls dorm. Before she walked trough the gate she saw some boys looking at her. They appeared to be second years. Cicile turned around and greets them with a smile. When she wanted to turn back to get trough she could hear one of the boys: "Look at her, the one with the cat ears and tail. Isn't she cute." then the other boy who stood next to him: "Jo, isn't she a half..." he didn't finished his sentence Cicile already knew what he was going to say. "Half demon" she said to her self as she continued.

Without noticing her self Cicile walked in to a red hair, glasses wearing teacher. "Oh my, be careful to watch where you are going... ehhh.. Cicile Dawn." she spoke. "No it's my fault, I didn't watch where i was going. But how do you know my name?" Cicile look up to the woman. "I'm the dorm.. lets say the dorm keeper. I know all the students who live here. Plus I'm also one of the nurses." she spoke with a really nice voice, it made Cicile feel like she finally got home. "Ohh, I for get to tell my name didn't I? I'm Ateia Caletus. Cicile greets her with a smile. "Well I'm going to my room to unpack, it's nice to meet you." and Cicile walked in side the dorm.

It was a huge building. Inside stood board. Rooms for the first years are on the second floor. Numbers 1-75 are on the right side and numbers 76-150 are on the left.

Cicile took her room-key out of her pocket and looked at the number again. 13 It said. She walked over to the stairs on the right and went to the second floor. On either side of the hall where rooms. Cicile read the numbers 1 and 75 next to her so she walked further down the hall until she read 13. On opening the door she saw that the room was pretty big. Cicile closed the door behind her. On turning around she saw a big window in frond of her with a little balcony. She walked over to the window, the view was really nice. On Cicile's right there are two desks and between them a bookshelf. The bookshelf was filled all kinds of school books. On her left was a huge bed against the wall with a nightstand next to it. There was another bed on against the wall on the left side of the bed were Cicile stood with also a nightstand next to it. At the end of the two beds there was a little bench, on top of those benches laid a suitcase and a note. Cicile looked at the note from the bed where she was standing.

The note said: Welcome to Megicana Cicile Dawn, we hope that you like your new 'home'. Your school uniforms are in the closed behind the little hall of your room where you just came trough. You are free to make the room to your liking, since it's your room now how every there are some rules. You may hang posters on the walls and pictures but you may not paint the hole room! If you want to paint some thing them you may paint the little hallway. You have to keep your room clean. That was it. When you're done unpacking it's time for dinner so we expect you in the dining room.

After reading the note Cicile walked over to the closed and opens it there indeed was her school uniform there also where some extra blankets and a pillow. She walked back to her suitcase and started unpacking.

Damon casually got up and approached the ridiculous crow and slung his bag over his shoulder, surely a bird - even a crow - wouldn't...

Transfer Number #015 : Damon Wright. No health issues. Future Occupation....

Oh real funny, what happened Milord? Lose your trilby? Damon found this funny, nevermind the fact that a bird was giving him his future in a puff of smoke, but that it could talk and was dressed more dapper than the mad hatter in a Monty Python movie.

Motivational Speaker

Beakston, you flatter me. Damon breathed in the sarcasm like he himself was a crow and continued on to his room.

Let's see, Day 1. Meet a few people and someone who belongs on a tumblr blog? Done. Meet my spirit animal? Done.

Damon pulled out his phone to change the song playing, but stopped on the lock screen. It was a photo of him and two other people his age, a girl with blue hair down to her shoulders and a boy with a silver jacket on. They were both next to Damon on what looked like a couch. The sun is setting in a window behind them, and Damon looks happy.

Sorry guys...

Damon snapped out of it and changed the music to something else and continued walking, he came to this school so he'd never hurt anyone again, and those two were more than enough motivation.

After the intro, Evelyn was fairly bored. She rolled her eyes and put her hand on the bird. Student Number 098: Health concern; Abrasive scars on left forearm. Future occupation, Filmmaker. Riiiiight, she thought. She rolled her eyes again. Pulling up her hood, she walked to the end of the hall.

Alesia followed the lead of the Disciplinary comittee to the Girl's Dorm. She walked down the dorm rooq, unlocking her dorm room with the Key to Room #069.

"What a day..." Alesia unloaded her belongings, pouncing onto the bed lazily after the long day trip. "Varyu~" A gust of wind swept along her room, sweeping dust from three corners away to the balcony.

"Still not so perfect..."

Alesia hissed at the sight of the deep claw marks that appeared around the wall. She was too used to using it for killing, using it for everyday purposes is not an easy task to her, for now... She stood up, gazing at the scenic view of the balcony, "The forest & sunset is nice, but how do I find bad people here...?" Now to mention it, she hasn't sorted out her food issues, she's pretty sure that the canteen doesn't sell raw humans or anything...

Marco grinned. Holee shieet, this place was swanky~! Or at least it would be, when he was done with it.

His new dorm room was, for all intents and purposes, empty; however, it was spacious, and it already came with beds and a change of clothes. According to the letter left for him - and whoever was going to be his roommate, judging from a similar looking parchment beside it - he was absolutely free to decorate the room to his liking, so long as he didn't make a mess of things.

He grinned. That was absolutely fine. He wasn't in the habit of making messes, or at least, messes he couldn't fix. The only problem would be his roommate, he thought with a frown. He didn't want whatever designs he had for the room to clash with whoever was staying with him - if there was one thing he absolutely reviled, it was clashing schemes. He'd rather leave the room alone that subject it to something as loathsome as having incoherent interior design.

On that note, he wasn't sure how the fuck he was supposed to deal with a roommate anyhow. He couldn't very well hide his magic forever, and if he was going to be having problems concerning that, he'd rather find out sooner than later.

Having received his key for room #066, Deuce put it in his pocket and headed there. Rather than open the door like a normal person though, Deuce decided it was too much effort. He used an illusion to make the door disappear, moved through and dispelled the illusion. Doors are for chumps, anyway.

The room itself was fairly bland, the view was decent, but not good enough to make up for the room itself. Deciding his room needed a little 'upgrade', Deuce put some illusions into place, curtains, balloons, confetti-cannons triggered by a tripwire next to the door, and some other festive decorations. Finally he created a giant, fluffy pillow on which he dropped himself. All he would have to do now was wait for his roommate to show up. His roommate would unlock the door and open it without ever suspecting anything. the door would be pushed against the tripwire and his roommate would end up with two blasts of confetti right above his face. The only way this could go wrong was if his roommate were some kind of giant, but what was the chance of that anyway?

"Now, prepare to be amazed." Deuce thought to himself as the waiting commenced.

Jacklyn Sparrow

@Im a huge mess
Jacklyn sighed at Megan's reaction. So this was how the freshman was going to play? So be it. But she would at least answer her question.
"Me? I'm the president of the Disciplinary committee, Jacklyn Sparrow....Don't ever call me Captain." She grumbled the last part of her response as she now removed the glove on her right hand. Why she removed the glove?
Well Megan was about to find out.
"As such, I don't have the time nor resources to spend on a freshman." She now placed her open palm on Megan's forehead before continuing.
"So if this is how you're going to be...I'm going to have you have a little nap." As Jacklyn spoke Megan would feel an overwhelming fatigue set in. Jacklyn was ready to catch her for the moment she inevitably passed out.
This was Jacklyn's own magic, Drain Touch.

Jason Sparrow

@Gareth
The older boy frowned as Heto simply turned around without a word. That was just plain rude.
"Oi! I'm speaking to you, so I expect a response." He called out as he walked at a brisk pace after Heto. Normally someone like this turned out to be a rulebreaker...there was no way Jason would let him out of his sight till he drove his point home.

Upon reaching her new room for the year, Aniel unlocked the door with her key marked #074, and stepped inside. It seemed like it was quite a nice size, and Aniel was happy to see some clothing provided for her. Her small duffel bag rested upon what she guessed was her bed, next to a letter she quickly read. Aniel then turned to her only other belonging, a large case filled with books. Some were spell books, some were ancient tomes written in dead languages, and a few were novels she had picked up since her arrival in this realm. She unpacked all of these books on the bookcase provided and placed her hands on her hips, satisfied. Grinning, she flung herself atop the soft comforter of the bed and sighed happily.
"If only brother could be here to enjoy this place as well!" Aniel mused aloud, staring at the ceiling. Idly waving her fingers above her face, she created patterns in the air, practicing a few spells she knew. Swirling lights appeared in the wake of her fingers, different spell seals glowing in the air before Aniel wiped them all away with her open palm. After a few minutes of silence, Aniel huffed and sat up, frowning as she glanced at the other side of the room. She wondered if she were to be receiving a roommate, and hoped if she was that they were pleasant to be around.

@Lunarlors34 Megan fought hard to stay conscious, still glaring before her body gave in and out she went. She fell forwards against the older student. Even though she was fairly tall(5'9"), Megan was very light.

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Cee left her guardian Melody’s side as soon as they entered the school gates flying up a nearby oak tree and briefly scaring the hell out of two squirrels discussing who was the sexiest and the toughest and how quickly they could kick the other’s tiny, furry little rear end.

Do you think I’m sexy enough to fight over? she asked in squirrels in their tongue and then nearly fell from the tree laughing as they freaked out and bailed from the branch risking a 14 foot fall to flee the strange interloper.

Melody called her down and went into the school which was her Alma Mater to explain her charge and enter her into the records; at least that was her plan till Cee began fidgeting from boredom because she wasn’t really involved in the mountain of paperwork which she didn’t understand.

Mel asked the Secretary if Cee could wait just outside the building then extracted from her charge the pledge that she not wander off but remain within a designated area. Cee argeed once she established that two trees could be climbed and played upon as she waited to see what would be required of her at this…. School?

It was a weird word to her “School” because even the human children she’d grown up around didn’t attend one but instead learned from their elders and she didn’t completely understand why she needed “Peers” another strange word for pride of young ones which band together to explore their eventual stations in life. At least that’s what Melody had said in a nutshell as far as Cee could understand