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6 yrs ago
Current Life is more fun when there's a schedule you're supposed to be following but aren't
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8 yrs ago
My one priority in life right now is to become the best Pokemon trainer
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8 yrs ago
What a time to be alive
9 yrs ago
I'm definitely one of those people who never changes their avatar or signature and I'm 100% ok with that.
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I'm not sure what I did to lure you here but I do apologize and I also would like to welcome you to my page. Now with the pleasantries aside, a bit about me.

I have been role playing for about 3 maybe 4 years now, I love writing and I spend a lot of free time doing just that. I also spend a lot of time that is meant to be for work writing but that's another story. I live in the American midwest (think great lakes region) so that should give you an idea of my timezone. That being said I am often up at many hours of the night, or morning depending on your point of view.

I am indeed a girl and she/her whatever works.

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Many of the students manage to wound the creature, however there is more acid-blood than before and it is even harder to avoid. The blood has begun to pool in places on the ground and some is burning holes in the walls. It screeches again, more clearly in pain this time before starting to swing its tail around while spraying spiked scales all over the place. Between the flying spikes and acid-blood the situation in the hall way is getting very hairy. The monster screeches again, this time it's closer to a super sonic blast, shattering windows and coming close to breaking the eardrums of anyone near by the creature. Furthermore, the effort to distract the creature had mostly failed as it lumbered a little more slowly towards the class room.
@Im a huge mess@PaintLynn@Marcus XVI@Overlord24@FinDragon
The steps of the monster were growing closer and closer, if one listened closely they could hear it was limping slightly. As it rounded the corner a giant beast approached. It was vaugely like a dog but at least 10x times the size, even describing the beast was hard because there was a mix of many different creatures. It was recognizable as only one thing, a chaos monster. These creatures fed on negative energy, it made them stronger. However it was clear the monster was in pain, it was missing a wing and purple blood was oozing out of various cuts, splashing onto the floor where it sizzled signifying its high acidity. Due to the infighting and hatred among the team these wounds were beginning to heal. It opened its mouth and a terrible screeching noise came out, whether this was because the creature was in pain or enraged was unclear.

(Here's an image of what I had in mind for the creature but it's totally up to your interpretation)
@Im a huge mess Sure thing, I'm on it >:)
@Im a huge mess Do you want to control the monster? I'll PM you with ideas about what monster it should be unless you've already decided.
Sybil swallowed, chaos magic was powerful but it could be wildly incompatible and kill everyone or so compatible that other awful things would happen, Sybil wanted to shudder just thinking about it. However she didn't she took a deep breath and nodded, "It will considerably speed up the process and reduce the strain on me." She decided the risk was worth the gain, turning to Iona she placed a hand on her shoulder, trying to be reassuring. "It's going to be alright, just trust yourself, trust your abilities and they will serve you well. There's not enough time to teach you the whole spell so once I finish prepping what I will need is your magical energy, I can access it but only if you allow me to."

Sybil gave Iona one last reassuring pat on the shoulder before starting the spell, in the area she had cleared she drew a large circle with 2 smaller ones inside, each was some how perfectly round. In the space between each circle she began to draw a series of strange symbols, as she did this she heard the commotion of the others in the back round but had no time to dignify any of it with a response. She finished the inscriptions and pulled a rune covered stone out of her pocket, complicated spells needed a reactant and Sybil was the kind of werdio who carried around several. She gently tossed the stone into the circle where it vanished as the writing began to glow a bright white color. She held her hand out to Iona, "Half-way there, we can do this." Off in the distance she heard thundering foot steps, apparently there was a guard. Sybil felt her stress levels rise a little bit as the others continues to argue, she hoped that their makeshift team could pull it together.
@Sovay
@Letmehaveone2
Wylin hadn't been in the room long before meeting her roommate, a rather tall and thin man. She grinned right back at him, "Nice to meet you! My name is Wylin, I hope you won't mind sharing a room for a little while. You aren't allergic to cats are you?" She dropped her bag and picked up Azazel who hissed at Vile, she seemed puzzled and a bit shocked by this, "Sorry I think he's not used to having other people around, familiars can get so complacent." She chuckled lightly for a second before realizing she had forgotten something, "I'm so sorry, where are my manners, I never even asked your name."
Sybil look a little worried, "I was much less concerned about your amicability." Her voice was fairly quiet and she stole a glance at Hanz and Avary. She drew a deep breath, and began moving some desks around to clear some space in the center of the room. "I'm going to start the spell as soon, we need to be fast about this because we don't know how many other teams have finished and we definitely don't want to be the last."
Wylin sized up the hotel for a minuet, one of her fellow witches had recommenced it. Witches were much more accepted now and people usually just assumed she was eccentric or weird and not a spell-casting, real-potion-making, bona fide witch. Of course that changed after one of her crazy angel-loving neighbors had accused Wylin of sacrificing one of the lady's many cats. The damn thing had probably run away but that was enough to get the neighbor hood against her. Such animosity rose to the point that even her land lord evicted her despite the fact she knew he wouldn't find another renter. That was mostly beside the point because there wasn't much to do about it now. She handed her bags to a bell hop, she only had a suitcase, duffel bag, and a purse. Those items held every thing she owned which was made possible by the 'bigger on the inside enchantment she was so fond of. Her dear familiar was close by her and they exchanged a glance before entering the hotel.

Wylin approached the receptionist with a bounce in her step, "Hi there! Wylin Hawthorne, I booked room 18." The receptionist handed her a key and said something about sharing the room, Wylin just smiled, "I'm sure we'll get along wonderfully, thank you!" She made her way to the room where the bell hop waited with her stuff, "Thank you dear, I really should have gotten it myself but I can certainly handle it from here." She grabbed her stuff off the luggage cart and entered the room, "Hello?" She ventured, wondering if the other person was around.

@Letmehaveone2
Sybil walked over and nodded, "There are a couple different ways to break through a pocket dimension. First and most available to non-magic users is finding the 'door' its not really a door but its close enough, finding that may take a while and the door may be guarded. Second is if you can disable the person who is creating the pockets but as far as I can tell that person is not in this pocket dimension and none of us are on the outside so that isn't an option. Third and lastly, there are various spells that can break us out, the one I am most familiar with is a spell that uses the equivalent of blunt force magic to punch through. It takes a lot of energy and time, if there's a guard it will be drawn to us once I start the spell, I'm going to need everyone's help. If they're trying to weed us out the guard won't be easy to beat and you all are going to have to put aside your differences because you'll basically be one person down and I won't be able to help you."
Name: Wylin Hawthorne
Nickname: N/A
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Powers: She's a skilled witch and there's not much to it other than that. Whether it's spells, curses, or potions she's your gal.
Species: Witch
Crush: None so far
Relationship: Also none
Appearance(s):

Personality: As far as witches go Wylin is on the more bubbly and preppy side of the spectrum, she's always trying to do the right thing and she sees goodness in everyone. Very kind, very happy, and not easily deterred.
Other: She has a familiar named Azazel (no relation to the actual demon)
Room #: 18 (because it will hilarious)
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