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Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

Added and gave them a specific attribute

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

Gargoyles can look as human or monstrous as you want, but if they have wings or a tail, they need a glamour spell to hide those features

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

“Levi, come eat your breakfast! You don't want to be late for the first day of High school!” Leviathon's half sister yelled as she knocked on his door.

“Crap, did I oversleep again sis?” he asked as he got up and rushed out the door, putting one arm through his vest as he went.

“No, but you're lucky I woke you up, now come eat your coal!” she said
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Later on they walked up to the closest subway station illusion barrier, which was disguised as an old mineshaft that was ready to fall apart, and his sister hugged him. “Have a good time at the dorms! See you at the end of the year!”

Leviathon walked up to the entrance and took a deep breath. Turning to look back at his sister, he smiled. “Try not to have too much fun while I'm gone. And... y'know... thanks for taking care of me all this time since dad died.”

“I thought we agreed that subject was off limits, ya goober!” She said half jokingly as she flicked a stray cinder from her shoulder towards him. He took one last look back and walked through the Rocky mountains' barrier.
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Corry sighed as he trudged along towards the point on the map, holding onto his art supply satchel with care. As he finally got to the cave that supposedly looked like it dropped down to a point where escape was impossible, he gulped.

“Zey veren't kidding ven zey said it vas vell 'idden.” he said, his German accent quite clear to anyone who would have heard him.

“Vell... 'ere goes nussing.” and with that remark he jumped into the hole, only to land on solid ground as though there was no drop at all.

“First time going to school?” a kind voice asked him as he looked around in wonder that a whole subway station could exist in a cave. “Vell... yez... I suppoze zis is normal zen?” he answered.

“Then you might need to wear this. It's a translator bracelet. It will get rid of your accent and allow you to speak freely to anyone around the world without a mixup.” the elderly gentleman said, handing him the device. Taking it, Corry put it on.

“Thanks. I was worried I was going to have to learn French or Spanish or Japanese or something. So how long until the subway gets here?” he asked, now without the signs of German upbringing.

“About 15 minutes.” The man answered after looking down at his watch.
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“Excuse me, pardon me, coming through!” Samantha said as she hurriedly ran through the subway station. She had gotten there an hour earlier than necessary so she wouldn't have to deal with the crowds and had her translator bracelet on already, but that still ended up being the result. As she ran, she kept glancing around at all the supposedly “mythical” creatures such as herself.

“Sorry. Cyclops coming thwooooah!” she said, tripping over a tail of one of the Nagas. “Sorry... so sorry... didn't see you ther-oh. Hello Triston.” she said frowning. Triston slither up to her and wrapped a coil around her waist.

“Why the long face, darling? I thought you liked cuddling with me!” he said. Samantha wriggled free and said, “Don't make me file sexual harassment.” rather bluntly.

“Aw... that's cold, babe. You know I don't like the cold!” Triston said, wrapping his tail around her leg and trying to trip her again.

“HEY! Get your tail off her! If it's heat you want... TAKE THIS!” a third year student fire sprite said as he ignited the Naga's midsection. As the adults separated the two, Samantha quickly got on the Subway as it pulled up. Noticing a young boy sitting alone in the back of the first year subway car, she went over to him. As he raised his head up from his sketch he was drawing, she finally figured out why he was alone. A Dark Elf. Just great. What was next? Was a Demon gonna show up and cast her into hell or some crap like that? Apparently, the elf saw her processing the information and sighed. “Great. Another person who believes bloodline determines fate.” He rubbed his forehead and continued. “Do what you want. I couldn't care less if I got a black eye right now. Nobody respected me before. Why should they start now?”

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“What's your name?” Samantha asked. Better to make friends than be alone in the world, right?

The first year boy looked up from what he had returned to drawing, shocked. “Uh, Corry. You?”

“Samantha. So what are you drawing?” she asked sitting next to him. A ding was heard from the loudspeaker then. “Please take a seat and buckle up! We are starting our departure now. As we will be traveling through portals to get around the world, there are a few rules you must be aware of. One. Those who descriminate based on species will be stripped of their admittance to the Academy. Two. If you need to use the restroom, do so at the next stop, as doing so on the transportive subway would be disastrous and... you know what, I'll let you figure that one out in your head. Three. Dementors and Harry potter are human myths, so anyone believing that piece of glorified human feces is an absolute moron. Four, buckle up or lose more than a few bones from your spine. That is all.”

the two quickly buckled in and Corry shoved his artwork back into his satchel. In a matter of seconds, the Subway had arrived at the next stop.

“Now boarding the North American Rocky Mountains District.” the speakers blared.

Leviathon got on the train and was immediately pushed to the floor. “Dweeb!” a tree sprite mocked. “Can't back up your own powers! Pathetic, Halvie!” Leviathon frowned and got up, dusting himself off. “Your the one who picked a fight with me, so watch your back. Or does it give you wood to beat up first years?”

The Tree Sprite stopped in his tracks, turned to the Half Fire Sprite and said, “What? I'm sorry, could you repeat that in my good ear?”

Leviathon smirked. “What, do you have termites in your bad ear?”

“BASTARD!” the tree sprite yelled as he Punched Levi in the face hard enough to not only blacken his eye, but also throw him across the subway car into Samantha's lap.

“Hello! Are you an angel?” Levi asked dazed. Samantha sighed. “Great!” she responded sarcastically, “Another sexual deviant!”

“'Scuse me?” Levi said, still dazed. “The walking fir boy punched me! I didn't do nothin'. Honest!”

Samantha sighed and sarcastically said, “A badboy and a liar. Wonderful.”

The Subway car Lurched forward, and Levi flew backwards onto the back of the car, fracturing his right leg at the knee joint. As the Loudspeaker came on again announcing their arrival in Japan, he fell to the floor. “Medic please?” he drawled in a heap on the floor. Samantha sighed and bent down to help.

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

Sorry for forgetting the CS. it is up in the Original Post now.

@Crazy Doctor No, Djinns are not allowed atm as they would be considered OP since they can grant any wish, so... yeah

@Fenrir I think you misunderstood the "Appearance" of a halfling. they can use magic to disguise themselves, but they don't have both forms of their parents. it is either one or the other OR a mix at all times. so Draco would only look like ONE of those four things you posted until he went to the school and learned the proper magicks to disguise himself

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

Name: Leviathon Flamoria
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Halfling Race: Fire Sprite
Appearance:

Personal belongings with them: A large quantity of unrolled cigarettes he uses to fuel his flame-driven powers

Name: Corry Rakovia
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Halfling Race: Dark Elf
Appearance:

Personal belongings with them: Being poor and looked down on all his life, he has only the clothes on his back, the admittance letter to the school, and a Small satchel full of art supplies.(he is a rather talented artist)

Name: Samantha Oculara
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Halfling Race: Cyclops
Appearance:

Personal belongings with them: a first aid kit, as she constantly gets hurt due to depth perception related issues

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

OOC is UP!

roleplayerguild.com/topics/84127-magic..

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

The Races at the school are as follows:

-Fairie-excel in Light Magicks. can use both a human and pixie-like form
-Demon-excel in Dark Magicks. misunderstood race that is viewed as evil by most students, when it is simply a bloodline
-Tree Sprite- Excel in Plant Magicks. must be watered/hydrated every two days
-Light elves-excel in Healing Magicks. A proud race that views itself to be pure and blameless
-Dark elves-excel in Illusionary Magicks. A by product of Dragons and Light Elves Mating. they are viewed as a disgrace
-Nagas-excel in Hypnotism Magicks and (ironically) are amazingly talented chefs. cold blooded, and must use heat sources(usually other -students) to get warm
-Dragons-excel in transfiguration Magicks (and not just on themselves(vary in size when in true form))
-Harpys-excel at speed enhance/dampening Magicks, and their flight abilities are unparalleled
-Vampires-exel at no magicks, but can summon familiars. there is a monthly blood drive to allow them a substantial amount of sustenance when at school so they don't feed on unwilling classmates. However, I did say UNWILLING. THESE ARE NOT TWILIGHT VAMPIRES. THINK ALUCARD ON A LESS POWERFUL SCALE.
-Werewolves-exel at no specific magicks, but their strength is unparalleled even when not in wolf form
-Centaurs-excel in weaponry usage and are the fastest ground bound race to date. Have two stomachs, and therefore eat both human and horse -foods each meal. largest appetite of any race.
-Mermaids-excel in water related Magicks, and can breath under water. must be hydrated constantly
-Fire Sprites-excel at fire related magicks, but need to smoke and eat coal to sustain themselves
-Golems-excel in earth magicks, and can use earth to "build" weapons to use on the battlefield.
-Ghouls-excel in ethereal and death realated spells of arcane origin. vary in appearance, don't eat anything and, for all intents and purposes, are basically just other monsters that died yet retained the ability to be on the material plane.
-Cyclops'-excel at modern technology, and keep the school up to date and modernized, but lack depth perception.

Also, a halfling doesn't need to be half human. A Naga/Mermaid would be considered an electric Eel instead of snake bottom, a demon and fire sprite would be considered a Hellspawn, and Dark elves are the by-product of Dragons and Light Elves, Golems/Harpys are Gargoyles, Cyclops/anything is just a one eyed version of that other creature. the exception is the werewolves and vampires. they are both to proud a race to mate with anyone not of their kind.
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This is the section for M.A.G.I.C. RPers to submit their characters, and also for us to discuss what roles we wish to play at the school.

The Rules are as follows:

-No one is invincible. everyone has a weakness to certain spells or elements.
-No one may play an OP character unless I specifically mention that something OP is supposed to happen at some point in the RP
-this is a modern day RP set with mythical beings, so while no sci-fi is allowed, myths and legends will most likely show up
-GMs word is law. if I say to redo a post, I expect you to do so.
-As long as you can keep up with them, you are allowed as many characters as you want

CHAR SHEET:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Halfling Race:
Appearance:
Personal belongings with them:

Magical Academy for Gifted Individuals and Clerics: a.k.a M.A.G.I.C.

So did you have a particular race or halfling race you wanted?

SPIRAL KNIGHTS:SURVIVORS OF ISORA

Ovi Geraldrick sighed and turned to his partner, who was currently pressing several buttons in a panicky and somehow accurate fashion. "When they said I'd be sharing an escape pod I didn't think it would be with a Mother Freaking Nutcase! do your panic attacks even HAVE an off switch???"

Crevitus Lombardi, the one operating what little controls they had in the craft didn't turn away from the console. "Do you even realize how many things could go wrong with this heap of scrap metal?" A stray piece of flying space debris hit the craft and it jostled around prompting Crevitus to yell "HOLY MOTHER OF- WHAT WAS THAT?"

Ovi facepalmed. "Congrats doctor Lombardi, you just discovered... a rock!"

"See? I told you this thing was dangerous!" Crevitus said loftily.

"Oh your right, Sir Lombardi, How could things get ANY WORSE?" Ovi said, his voice ladden with sarcasm.

"What the- why- why in the hell would you ask that?" Crevitus asked. "It can always get worse." A larger rock hit the outside of the pod, careening it off course. "Like that for instance!" he finished as the engine went out and they entered the planets atmosphere. Two screams were heard as they started their descent.

*BAM... ... .... cough cough.* "Are you alright, Ovi?" the two Knights left the scrapheap that was their pod. Ovi frowned. "Nothing's salvageable from this wreck, that's for sure!" he said, completely ignoring his partner's question. A growl was heard as the two turned to face a large Wolver mom and dad, with several babies in tow about to pounce on them. "Ok... stay calm... they might be friendlys." Crevitus said hesitantly. The dad bared it's fangs and charged, and Crevitus shot him on instinct, the burning status taking effect. the other wolvers looked at the dead father, then all started running at the two Knights.

"Crap crap crap crap crap run run run RUN RUN!!!!" Crevitus yelled as he ran facing backwards and firing at the creatures, while Ovi calmly took out the ones that got too close. when they were done with that ordeal, Ovi picked up his radio. "Captain Ozlo? We just encountered a den of this planet's wildlife. thankfully there were two of us so-"

"Don't worry about that, soldier! there should be a safe Haven about two hundred yards or so from your position! get there and recuperate... Maybe get some better gear if you can afford it."

Both Knights acknowledge simultaneously. "Understood!" and the transmission ends as they are given a map on the scanner.

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"Lucky for us that your burning effect worked. we would have been Wolver chow if it hadn't!" Ovi complimented as they arrived at Haven. "So this is where we stock up on armor. how many crowns you got, Lombardi?"

"Uhh... they got melted into the pod when we crashed from the heat on re-entry..." Lombardi answered sadly.

"We might as well be broke then. looks like we gotta work for our weaponry! we'll need a team... see anyone who looks like they could be a good addition?" Ovi replied to his usually scared but well versed in scouting talent friend.

"What about the fellow over there in the Skelly armor with that Brandish? We have Fire and Electricity... he seems like a good fit, his stats with that equipment all point to poison type stuff! Hey, HEY YOU, yeah, you with the Brandish!! You got a minute?" Lombardi yelled at the knight who had just arrived at the Haven.

SPIRAL KNIGHTS:SURVIVORS OF ISORA

Name: Crevitus Lombardi
Personal colour: Dark Blue
Starting weapon: Fyrotech Alchemir
Starting Armor: Firebreaker Armor
Style: Gunner