Celaira

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I believe the dear wishes to work alongside another Unlinked who is played by different person, Ryver. =)

It's a sweet 2-for-1 deal!

@Rumplestiltskin

My hero.

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@xodus Might as well ask this here, but can Unlinked be paired up? I know they still won't have a link, but maybe they prefer working together, or something?

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@xodus Oh dear, another one. I might not make a character, but I have ideas. At the very least I will be keeping tabs on this. <3 Chrono Asylum for the win.

Mahz's Dev Journal

@Mahz There seems to be an issue with the stats not showing up for some people. There's only one documented instance right now with @yoshua171. When he heard about the change he immediately went to put the stats up on his postbit, but they aren't showing up for some reason.

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon (1x1 check)

@Levias Sorry for the double post! Just wanted to clarify that I'm 21, and to let you know if you needed an RP Sample, I'd be happy to provide one~! Also forgot to tag you in the other post, and since it won't send you a notification when a post is edited, I figured this was the best way to do that.

Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon (1x1 check)

I'd be interested in this. I'm actually watching the anime right now. :D

Hidden Secrets

@Arista

Whyspe Algrae

As Whyspe continued to lead her group around, she caught a glimpse of her sister as she was walking to the gym. She took a moment to wave before another onslaught of questions began. Some of her students wanted to see their classes, some wanted to know about extracurricular activities, and some wanted to know more about her. "Ah, Ms. Whyspe! Ms. Whyspe! You're a senior here, right? How long have you been at this school? Do you still talk to your family? Are the rumors about not being able to contact family members true?" A voice from the small and frightened group of teens perked up, sending the whole group into a flurry of whispers. Whyspe turned away from the building she had been facing to look at the students, her hands clasped in front of her stomach.

There was a nervous, but genuine smile on her lips. "Ah... Let me answer your questions in order," She finally spoke after a few breathless minutes, her voice audibly shaking more than it had before. This caused another wave of whispers to coarse through the group, but the vampire continued on as best as she could. "Yes, I'm a senior. I wouldn't be allowed to guide you guys unless I was. I've been at the school since I was 10 years old. Ah... As for my family--" Her words cut off abruptly.

...The feeling of arms, and then the feeling of water, where was she?
What was going on?
Where were mommy and daddy? Where had they gone?

As the thoughts whirled around in her tiny one and a half year old mind, her body finally registered that she wasn't breathing. She had instinctively held her breath to keep the water out of her lungs. Just as she was losing the will to keep going, the arms around her let go, and she broke the surface of the river. Frantically, she began to cry out, sobs of fear and uncertainty filling her lungs.

When Whyspe finally came to, her group had surrounded her. Some were calling out for help, while others had propped her head up on a jacket. That's when she heard a sickeningly sweet voice answer the question she hadn't gotten to. "Little Whyse has no family. She was adopted by her cousin's parents because she killed her own. She never gets letters from her family like Esyla does. Probably because Esyla's parents don't want to end up dead too." Whyspe winced at the words, trying to sit up. She tried to find the voice to refute what the girl had said, but the blackouts always left her unable to speak for a while.

Frantically, Whyspe searched for the girl who'd spoken, and found her rose eyes locked on a pair of cerulean blue. She didn't recognize the girl, she didn't recognize most of the girls in her own class, she realized. Why was that? How did all of these people know what had happened to her parents?

Where had they heard the story?

Hidden Secrets

@Arista

Whyspe Algrae

The sound of footsteps filled the halls as each member of the Welcoming Committee began to walk their groups around the main building, allowing them to pick up their schedules, dorm assignments, and supply lists. Whyspe, however, had decided to take her group to Art building first. I'll show them the beauty of the school before I get down to the more nerve wracking stuff. She thought to herself, as she listened to the chattering in her group. She had gotten the small group who were petrified of the school, as well as other students who didn't know what to expect.

A lot of questions were asked, and answered, but helping people was Whyspe's element.

When they left the Art building she took them to the gymnasium where they were able to watch as a group of seniors trained with individual instructors to advance their understand of their abilities. A lot of the students in her group asked her what the requirements to get into this kind of tutoring were, to which she simply responded, "There really aren't any. You just have to apply. As a freshman you'll learn exactly what your ability is classified as, and in the last semester you'll be able to sign up for this type of training. You'll be with the same private instructor for the rest of your time at the school, and that instructor will help you with whatever you may need in regards to your power, or powers."

After the gymnasium tour was over, she lead her group back to the main building, which was now void of the other groups. Here, she showed the new students how to use their transmission bracelets, or transmission tags on their phones, before finally taking them to get all of the necessary information. When the entire group had their dorm assignments and other information, a lot of them seemed surprised that the dorm building housed both male and female students, though none of them shared a room. Once all of the papers they needed were gotten, Whyspe took them to the school's library, followed by the Marketplace.

Avisdale had a building completely dedicated to selling goods to its students. Be they school supplies, to toys, the Marketplace was filled with things for the student body to buy for the their time at the University. The Marketplace was also where the cafeteria was. Unlike most school, Avisdale's cafeteria catered to creatures with normal Human appetites, as well as creatures who couldn't eat Human food.

The place really was a safe haven.

Hidden Secrets

@Arista

Whyspe Algrae

As Esyla entered the Auditorium, she would see it filled to the brim with people, both teachers and students alike. The room itself was built almost like a stadium. Chairs lined the walls in a sort of semi-circle stairs leading down to more rows of seats until the stairs ended, and the room opened up like a basin. A stage sat in the center of the floor, and atop it stood the headmaster, whose body rested languidly against the podium in front of him. The Welcoming Committee seated just behind him in chairs.

Children, no younger than six ran up and down the rows of seats calling out to one another and laughing, while the older freshman stood, or sat, talking to one another nervously. A lot of them weren't told much about the school it seemed, they just knew they had to attend it for some reason. Closest to the door was a small group of teens all muttering about how their parents were probably worried sick. Rumors had spread to Galmisdale that this school wouldn't let its students return home, and this group was terrified they'd never see their families again.

"What are we supposed to do? Act like everything's okay?!" One of the girls in the group exclaimed, her bright green eyes glittered with fear, and a hint of anger. One of the boys who stood next to her shh'd her, but quickly pulled her to him in an attempt to comfort her. She was small and shaking, she couldn't have been much older than 12 or 13.

"Sophia, it'll be okay. The rumors can't be true, our parents wouldn't have sent us here if they were. They just want us to be able to grow up safely, and learn how to use our gifts." It was a boy who spoke this time, his voice deep and stern, while still holding a note of concern. He was tall, broad shouldered, but what made him stand out most was his eyes. They were in a constant state of fluctuation. Shifting from dark green to blue to even a bright pink. It seemed the colors would never stop.

Just as another of the group looked like they were ready to speak up, a voice echoed from the speakers. "Everyone, if you would please take a seat, the Opening Ceremony is about to begin." An older woman's voice spoke gently, and a small old woman began to walk down the stairs with a microphone in her hand, her short silver curls bouncing along as she walked. Ms. Connors was her name. She had taught Preliminary Spell usage for most of last year when an accident occurred, leaving one of the other teachers injured.

At the old woman's behest, everyone in the room began to scramble for a place to sit. However, there were so many people that some were left sitting on the stairs.

Whyspe, who had been sitting quietly in her seat on the stage up until then, rose at a signal from the Headmaster. Slowly, timidly, she walked toward the podium as the head of the school moved to take one of the empty seats behind her. "Hello, and welcome to Avisdale University." The vampire began, her voice soft and timid. "If you've been accepted here, it is because you are special. A lot of people outside of this island don't understand what that means, they don't understand the students of this place, and some even want to hurt us. Her voice strengthened as she spoke, rose colored eyes dancing across the faces of each individual face in the crowd.

"It's okay though," She continued with a gentle smile. "Because this school, this island, was built as a sanctuary for those of us with special traits, or abilities. We are safe here, from so many things." The girl paused for a moment, slipping a piece of silver-white hair behind her ear before continuing. "Avisdale will try to prepare you for what you'll face once you leave this island after graduation, if you choose to. All the teachers, and other students will help you in your journey to learn how both to protect yourself, and give you the skills you need to live out in the 'real world' as well. So, I say again, Welcome to Avisdale University, may your journey here be a pleasant one." With that, Whyspe stepped away from the podium, and returned to her seat at the back of the stage.

As she sat down, the Headmaster took to the podium again, clapping cheerfully. Then, he began to speak. He talked about what Avisdale University was founded for, what it would prepare students for. He told them about where they could go and get their textbooks, dorm assignments, and class schedules. After all the explanations were over, he finally stepped away from the podium where Ms. Connors took his place. The old woman smiled warmly at the crowd, and informed them that they would be shown around the school by members of the Welcoming Committee. They could be shown any part of the school they wished, but she asked that they stay on task as best they could. A group of ten to twenty students would be assigned to each member of the committee, and the students were asked to be respectful as the committee was short handed. She went on to explain that committee members would be excused from school for most of the day in order to help their groups as much as possible.

Once she had finished, the Opening Ceremony was officially concluded, leaving the Welcoming Committee members to call for their groups to meet them in specified locations. Apparently, the students were given index cards with their committee member's name on them, as well as a picture, so they were supposed to know where they were going. At least, that was the idea.

When Whyspe called for her students, she asked that they simply meet her at school's entrance, since it was the closest, and easiest thing for them to find to start with. She then hopped off the stage and made her own way over to it, where she stood, waiting for her group to come to her.

Lyle's House for Troubled Teens

@ViolentViolet Ooh, okay, makes sense. :D