ρяo∂ιɢч- Super Human University O & A

Should we continue the rp in a new thread?

Yes, too many pages distracts people away from joining!	33.3%	[ 2 ]
No, thirty four pages isn't too intimidating	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Yes, it would bring in more interest	66.7%	[ 4 ]
I have my own opinion, and plan on posting it in the OOC thread; (quickly following clicking this option.)	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Total Votes:			[ 6 ]

This poll closed on November 8, 2012.
No longer accepting new votes.

[Felicity Roze]

Charlton's favourite stoner

MOLECULAR // SMOKE & DENSITY MANIPULATION

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MICAH MORROW. . .

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He sized her up as she walked in, looking her up and then down. This right here, was a monumental stepping stone in the pathway of his life during the next several years. He wasn't thinking of it as such, but in the very back of his mind, within a tiny crevice he knew it; it was there somewhere. After all, even though he wasn't one of those clueless first years, he was a first year. Just 18 starting at the university. And right this second, although the room just like any other day was musty, and dank standing before him was his first room mate. He tuned in from his own realization that his clean up method wasn't so effective to listening to her query about the lights. He shrugged.

"I dont mind" He hadn't actually thought about the switch when he entered, the window let enough light through for him to see, but he wasn't going to object the usage of electricity. He flung himself back onto his own bed that was some what unpacked, mostly his recreational things had been stowed, his bedding done but the rest of his things, were pretty much stowed in the closet for now.

He grabbed a box of incense from his desk and lit a stick, the mixture was supposed to promote tranquility through the scent. The writing on the box was in lines of Korean script. It was a blue box with pictures of swirls and flowers on the sides and back. Placing the stick and tray to the wall over his bed, he rose up and opened the window a crack.

"So Chloe, What year are you?"

Colt 45 and two zigzagsx x x x
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab baby thats all we need
tab We can go to the park
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab after dark
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab Smoke that [ t u m b l e w e e d ]
tab tab as the ᶬᵃᵎjᵃᵙᵘᵄ burn
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab WE CAN TAKE OUT TURN
tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab tab Singing them crazy rock songs ♪♫♫♪

[Rorek Orobus]

Sedrick Rekt

~Zuda's Very Own Drunkard~

Humanoid Lion Form

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Partial Transformation

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Sedrick would of remained in motion as he would place his hand upon the door nob of Room One, in the time of him noticing the young girl within the corridor and reaching Room One, another female had walked past, she gave an obvious confirming glance to the other female, but yet didn't even seemed to know he was their. And yet again, two males walked on by, ignoring all others as they went to their room, which the young female had just exited from, although she seemed to enter again with their arrival. It seemed this school was like any other, full of people who were very self absorbed, and not overly observant; if anything this made it easier for Sedrick, as he wouldn't have to worry about things being different. Just like any other school their are people here who believed themselves to be better then everyone else present, this only made him feel perhaps he should just keep to himself like he usually does.

He would shake his head slightly before twisting the handle to Room One, eyes closed as he pushed the door open with his left hand, hearing some movement within the room before he entered confirmed that his room mate was already within it. He had dropped off his bags upon arriving at the university, leaving them near one of the beds, hopefully his room mate hadn't done much with them, with any luck they wouldn't of even noticed them. His bare feet stepped within the room as he would then stop, closing the door behind him as he looked towards the presence within the room. Plants... and lots of them, all growing and obviously having recently been placed within the room, so his room mate had an ability with plants, he didn't really have a problem with it, as they did keep to one part of the room. He would look towards the other bed as he noticed his bags hadn't been moved, which was a good thing but he didn't show much care about it.

He would glance towards the young female laying upon the bed with her forms, those icy hues would glance upon her through partly covered eyes and a fair number of stray strands of hair that fell within his sight. He felt a need to be somewhat formal about the first encounter so he lowered his head slightly and sighed, allowing the book to drop slightly from under his right arm into his hand. flicking it open to the forms he had clamped within them as he rummaged through them, scanning them quickly for information as his fingers slightly crumpled the paper in his search. After a few moments he would gaze from the papers to the female. "Hey, I'm Sedrick Rekt, I suppose we'll be one another's room mates. Nice to meet you." He gave a lazy bow of respect towards her as he would erect himself rather promptly, His Irish accent catching his words as he kept the relative formal feel to the meeting. He doubted she would even take notice of him, as he took note from the paper work of her name and age, she was in the older years, so he expected this arrangement to be somewhat of an annoyance for her.

He would step back before placing himself upon his bed, crossing his legs over one another as he dragged a bag of his from the side to sit in front of him. the bag seemed fairly heavy but he moved it with ease, his tail curling around him as he began to pull out a number of circuit boards, hard drives, Graphics cards, processors, RAM chips, And Mother Boards. Finally he pulled out a pile of metal and plastic slabs, easily recognizable as parts of a computer tower, with this he had also a set of small tools, screw drives and the like as he would lay them upon his bed and consider what sort of set up he wanted. His eyes seemed partly closed still, as he was still within his lazy mood set, before long he glanced over towards Jezebel. "How was your trip...?" He asked this question without much of an expectation, but perhaps she'd surprise him, as he had yet to see what sort of person she was besides her ability.

Carnage Pixie

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He can be very nice, he can be full of anger~

~He can behave very well, right after misbehaving!

[Carnage Pixie]

The skies weren't alwaos black. but the bodies burned and the ashes rose.
The skies weren't always black, but the bodies burned and the ashes rose.
We're still burning.
WE'RE STILL BURNING!
You came to olace the wreath on the headstone of oour father's orave.
You came to place the wreath on the headstone of your father's grave.
The soil soaked with tears and blood mo dear: nobodo's safe.
The soil soaked with tears and blood my dear; nobody's safe.
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DO YOU HEAR ME?
Did oou sao that we would make it out?
Did you say that we would make it out?
Look into mo eoes: the world is over now.
Look into my eyes; the world is over now.

Dionaea Muscioula de Domus Zuda
Dionaea Muscipula de Domus Zuda


Droad : Chlorokinesis. Toxikinesis
Dryad: Chlorokinesis, Toxikinesis
Location: Dormitories
Location: Dormitories

Jezebel had eventually swivelled herself around onto her bed to rest her head on the pillow for a moment and her high heels lay discarded at the base of her bed. She was holding all the forms with her schedule, lab times and notes from different teachers who wished to speak with her. Her bags were leaning on her bed, full of not only clothes, but her research. She had inherited her mothers’ love of science, not to mention their devious experimental nature. The Hawthorns did not know everything about her powers, and she was under constant study to see how stable she was, what she could do and how she could push what she couldn’t into reality. One of the main focuses from last summer was the discovery that her powers were not limited to currently existing species. She had been able to bring back extinct ferns from millions of years ago, to her parents’ delight.

This year was something different. If she could create past life, perhaps she could create hybrid or even mutant plant species. Her vines were proof that plant size was easily flexible, as she could create large Venus fly traps if she wished, but hybrids were something completely different. She had been studying botany all her life, and knew more than most botanists could ever understand about plants, but only the last few years had she been introduced to genetics and DNA. The manipulation of plant DNA was something that needed much experimentation and just as Jezebel went to grab her laptop from her bag, the doorknob began to turn and her roommate walked in.

She smiled softy at the person she would be living with for the next year. Thankfully it wasn’t one of the freshmen who tried and failed to hit on her previously. The plants all around her side of the room were currently taking out the carbon dioxide in the room and pumping it with oxygen. She assumed it would be easier to breathe in here than most places on campus. The reason she assumed was because like her plants, she too took in carbon dioxide and exhaled oxygen. She had been told speaking to her was quite relaxing because of this. Jezebel sat up and with a wave of her hand, the vines currently wrapped around her headboard developed a bushel of grapes and she plucked it from the branch. At least he wasn’t bad to look at; that could have been a disaster. Perhaps men were easier to room with. She noticed his tail right away, and was immediately intrigued.

Jezebel was currently on her stomach on her bed and propped herself up with her elbows. She watched him as he looked at his own papers and popped one of the grapes from the branch into her mouth. “Hey.” She said, smiling. He didn’t seem to create immediate confrontation because of her plants, and that was a nice break from some of her other roommate encounters. She threw another grape into her mouth. “The name’s Jezebel Hawthorn. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” She added, noting his accent. Well, at least his voice wasn’t annoying like her first year roommate. Quite the opposite in fact. Still his abilities were a curiosity to her, and she felt neither an immediate threat nor a reason to dislike him.

Occasionally she would pop another grape into her mouth as she watched him pull out all sorts of tech. Her bushel ran out and she frowned. One of her favourite abilities was that she was self-sustainable. Being a vegan, Jezebel could create almost everything she ate. With another wave of her hand she plucked another bushel of grapes off the vine next to her. She looked at him with her frosty gray eyes when he spoke. “About as eventful as the orientation assembly that’s probably still going on. So not at all.” She answered smiling. She remembered her first year here. After getting the info she needed, she jumped out of that thing as quickly as possible. This university was absolutely brilliant, but a lot of their events were incredibly dull. “My driver wasn’t one for small talk, not that that would have made the hours go by faster.” She added. While her family was rather wealthy because of her parents’ jobs, she never really flaunted money. She bought whatever she wanted, but most of their money went towards research. Getting a fancy driver and car to drive her to school was a splurge on her parents’ part. They lived on a farm, not in a mansion. She rode tractors and horses, not fancy cars. Instead of waking up with hangovers, she woke up and fed chickens. A biologist and a botanist for parents’ meant that they had genetically engineered crops and livestock, which of course were pets and not food. While she didn’t dress in her farm clothes at school (she somehow managed to keep her style while in overalls), she was a farm girl at heart. Admittedly a strange one, but a farm girl none-the-less.

She popped another grape into her mouth. “How about you? This your first year here?” She asked, honestly curious. While she hated most people, the people here didn’t bother her as much. They were all used to being weird, outcasts, and most of them didn’t intentionally destroy the planet, which was nice. There was no need to make enemies yet this year, although she was sure there were plenty of people here who disliked her. “And if you want some, just ask." She motioned to the grapes she was eating. With her powers she could possibly grow crops and feed many people, but she didn’t care much for humans. In fact, she doubted the thought had ever crossed either of her mothers’ minds. While they loved Jezebel dearly, they didn’t care for much else, except power and the earth. She didn't mind sharing though. Again, she was curious and she had motives for doing everything she did.



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The cemetero line has wraooed itself around the world.
The cemetery line has wrapped itself around the world.
Sonos of desoeration oourino out of all the little oirls.
Songs of desperation pouring out of all the little girls.
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WE'RE STILL SCREAMING!
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" Did you pray? Well, you can't stop it now. "
" Why would you waste another word on God ? "

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[Bad Boy Snidey]

How much stuff did this guy need?

Oh yes his brothers power it was amazing, Telepathy He guessed he wouldn't comment on it but he was sure that Landon had picked up on it as well. She did look slightly amused at first though that quickly changed though the look on her face told him that. Oh so he was in his roommates bad book already? That didn't really concern him too much. Dixie, Dixie Dixie? What was her power again? Hmmm well it didn't concern him that much. It looked like she was almost sizing him up before she spoke.

"What? Oh, yeah. That's me alright, I assume your Luke, right?"

A few steps closer totally ignoring his directions that irked him a little bit but he guessed that Landon would make his way out of the Zuda dorm rooms sooner rather than later. A Marvel in their section he was sure it wouldn't go down well at all it was definately an amsuing thought especially if he happened to bump into one of the more unfriendly in their house. He would actually love to see that. It would certainly be amusing. He would just have to be careful with whatever power this woman had he remembered in his first year when he didn't have a hell of alot of control over his power taking a pyro's power well duplicating it more like it wasn't good at all he had pretty much scorched a room. Gaining a new power in that was was almost like....starting all over again it was annoying as hell so he kept an eye on her as she closed in.

" Well, Luke, Ya wanna know something? I don't like sharing my bed . You don't seem to be moving so neither will I"

Letting out a light shrug as he words he stared up at Dixie as she practically stood over him. "It doesn't make a difference to me if you want to stand there all day." he replied cockily althoguh that was before she choose to dive ontop of him. He was surprised he didn't think she would be so....upfront. He wiggled slightly as she sat on his legs mainly to get himself a little more comfortable underneath hershe wasn't all that heavy so he didn't have to worry he was sure he would easily like push her aside if he didn't want her there. Hewanted to see where this was going though. Especially with the smirk that was playing across her features. "I guess that its a blessing that I'm not laying down then." he replied simply he wouldn't want to be pinned anymore than he already was and by the looks of it she most likely wouldn't be shy about doing something like that Pinning his arms or just moving her whole body up to sit on his chest. He wouldn't let something liket hat happen though. At least if he could help it.

Glancing towards the door he noticed that Landon had now gone so it wasn't so bad. Giving Dixie a smirk he lightly shook his head. "You don't seem....Against it from what I can see." He replied cocking his head to the side. "So what power does the slightly...annoying little lady have?" he asked adding annoying in there to see if he could get alittle under her skin. Even if he did kind of like doing stuff like that he absolutely hated it being done back to him.

[Bad Boy Snidey]

Landon on the other hand as soon as he noticed Dixie was closing in on his brother he took it upon himself to well....leave. He guessed that if he bumped into one of the more unfriendly Zuda he lightly be in a spot of trouble since he was kind of in their dorms thanks to Lucas. And worse he wasn't even going to help him carry his damn bags. He actually wondered what he had in them. There was quite a few a good three or four that he had to carry which was rather uncomfortable. It wasn't long before he got out of the Zuda section no problem or thats what he had thought. It wasn't long before he got to his car. Slipping into the drivers seat cranking the seat back slightly.

Glancing back towards the bags on the back seat there was only a couple compared to the four of five that Lucas had brought. That had really sapped his energy even worse he was carrying four of them and Lucas he got the smallest one. The b*****d. Knocking the stereo on he let out a small yawn Okay the radio was slightly crappy so he slipped in one of his disks the one that stood out at the moemnt was Stereophonics.....Why? Because they were awesome. He had also found his brother's cigs. Hmmm he would have to give them to him next time he saw him. At least he didn't smoke in the car the cigs would be going on out the window pretty mcuh one by one.

It wasn't long before he noticed that someone was outside with him rather close to his car. She looked slightly bored and alone that wouldn't do. He gave a light wave in her direction mainly to try and get her attention and if that didn't he was sure his low playing much might.

[Bad Boy Snidey]

That smirk....Well at least she seemed happy to see him or at least that was how he was taking that smirk. It wasn't long before Athena was up and pretty much face to face with him prompting him to raise an eyebrow. Well he wasn't really expecting his roommate to be older than him. He guessed that was what he did for being a bad boy with his last room mate someone with more experience than him at using their power not that it really bothered him all that much. then pushed herself up moving to her suitcase. He wasn't too fussed about beds he would just have to....Make it a little more his own though since it didn't feel like that without a few blood stains on the frame. it was usually his own blood as wel. Not that he got beat up alot it was just.....Well he was sure that Athena would find it amusing.

"You already know my name. And I'm guessing you already know my power. Try anything on me, and you'll be jumping out that window there."

He couldn't help but let a smirk slightly form across his features as he lightly shook his head. "Only if you will be coming with me. Don't worry I'll be more than happy to break your fall." he teased. At least she knew what he was like. He guessed it was because of his old room mates bitching and complaining and crying about what he did to them it was slightly amusing in his opinion. "But keep talking like that you might just turn me on." He continued lightly licking his lips.

"So, you going to the dance?"

As he watched Athena sit down he decided to remain standing. "I haven't decided yet I might but then again I might not. I haven't really got a reason to do so unless that changeds most likely not. How about you Ath-e-na." He teased saying her name slowly for alittle bit of emthpasis. His eyes slowly trailed down her as she sat her legs crossed. He was slighrtly curious how she would take his power. Maybe the pain side would be a little easier to get control of her power but the fear he usually used that to bring panic. He would have to have a little....Experiement at some point and risk as she said......Jumping out of the window hell he did kind of wonder who her last room mate was what kind of things she did to them he was sure she would take advangage of them right. Order themto get her things and such it was certainly an amusing thought.

[Rorek Orobus]

Sedrick Rekt

~Zuda's Very Own Drunkard~

Humanoid Lion Form

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Partial Transformation

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Sedrick was silent for a moment as he listened to Jezebel's words, or more accurately the tone of her voice, there was no resentment, or displeasure to her tone, and if anything she seemed open to having some sort of casual company. Sedrick's jaw would begin to lower slightly before he gently bit down upon his own lip, mainly to stop himself from displaying too much surprise as he would push off from his hands to rest his elbows upon his crossed legs. His stripped top covered his upper body almost too well, making it hard to tell what parts of the top were actually filled out and what parts were just extra fabric. His shorts covered his knees but left his shins and feet upon display, the obvious natural tone of his legs showed he did a fair bit of exercise, even if he was a somewhat lazy seeming person.

He couldn't help but crack a rather crooked smiled at her comment about the orientation, it was true he skipped the end of it, but he simply got the information he was after, its all that really mattered to him currently. "Good to know I'm not the only one who wanted to skip that thing as soon as possible..." He would glance over her slightly, her clothing choice flattered her figure rather well, at least from what he could tell from her current bodily position upon her bed of foliage, although her dark hair and slat coloured eyes made him feel locked out, as though the emotion she could hold beneath a smile would be completely different to what the facial expression would portray. Before long he caught himself staring, rather then simply having a glance, he would glance back towards his bed, eyeing the collection of metal and plastic.

He would grip at his collar with both hands as he pulled it upward pulling the top from his body as he placed it next to his bag, he seemed to attempt to focus more on his computer components at this moment, as clothing of his kind would of just created static charge which could ultimately damage the circuit boards if he was to handle them after a few swift movements. He was still listening as he began to construct the basic skeleton of the computer tower, his tail returning to the rhythm it had when he was within the open grass of the campus, gently patting against the bed as he would then choose to answer. "Hm, it was... a long trip, but nothing that couldn't be slept through." He choose not to mention the trouble of leaving as he had to do a lot of the organization himself, the plane tickets, moving the luggage himself for the most part. He would nod to the second part of her question, as he tightened the final screw for the towers skeleton, he'd then begin looking through the different circuit boards, chips, and hard drives, picking out a selection of each, all of them having a small label to identify the strength of each piece. "Yeah, first year, I don't really know what to expect yet, so my expectations aren't all that high."

Sedrick's body wasn't all that toned, as he didn't work out as such, but it was obvious he did a lot of physical activity, his shoulders showing obvious signs of increased muscle mass as his arms showed the same sort of pattern, but his body seemed lean rather then bulked. At least this would be obvious now due to the lack of the large jumper. He finished screwing in the screws for the motherboard as he began fitting and placing the other chips, circuit boards, graphics card and hard drives. He would glance over to her for a moment, as he'd ask his own question. "So, mind if I ask your take on this place? and is this... 'dance' mandatory." He would ask these questions mainly just for the small talk, from what he could tell she was a nice enough person, and he saw little reason to feel threatened by her, especially with the fact of this relaxing feeling that came with the room now, he was never really someone to study biology but he heard people say that plants about the living space brings a calm to the area.

Carnage Pixie

((I do apologize for the awful post >_< wink )

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He can be very nice, he can be full of anger~

~He can behave very well, right after misbehaving!

[el s h a a r a w y]

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『Alexandre William Ramsey』
Marvel House;; Aquakinesis

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Standing in front of the school, Alexandre's eyes were big. This school was huge, even bigger than he had imagined. Looking around, he could see everybody getting along with one another. This whole place was intimidating for him. He was so young and this was his first year at the university. From a distance, he could see a small group of girls pointing at him and smiling. He began to sweat. Was there something on his clothes? He searched frantically over his body to find anything embarrassing. Then, he realized that they must think that he's cute. A sweat drop descended from his forehead, and easily enough disappeared. Alex's power was aquakinesis, the ability to manipulate water.

He contemplated going over to talk to the girls for a little bit. He decided to go over and talk to them, what's wrong with making a few friends before school starts? But, when he started to walk over, they noticed and vanished into thin air just like that. He smiled. Just his luck, huh? He shook it off and started in towards the school to find the location that he could register himself.

Immediately after walking in the front door, he was directed down a hallway to the registration desk which had a lengthy line in front of it. He waited for his turn. After waiting for what seemed like a good thirty minutes, it was his turn to register. He gave the ladies his information, and they gave him an envelope which they said contained all the information he would need, like his dorm, roommate, class schedule and such. He thanked the ladies and walked back outside, finding a seat on a step in front of the building he had just exited. He opened up the envelope and took a look at the first paper that fell out. 'Marvel House. Room 4. Roommate: Angelica Parker. A girl? This should be fun.' He raised an eyebrow. He had never had a roommate before, and his first one would be a girl. He hoped she would be at least somewhat pretty. He decided to open the rest of the information in his room, so he stood up on the step and went off to find House Marvel.

Wandering around the campus, he couldn't find the dorm he was supposed to be in. He stopped and asked a friendly woman for directions. She turned around and giggled at him. "Take a left at the fountain." Wow, these girls were all really smiley and giggly. He liked that. Hopefully his roommate would be the same way. "Thank you!" He said with a smile and he was off again. Taking a right at the fountain, he saw a big dormitory with a plaque that read: 'Marvel House'. 'Bingo.' He walked in, found room four, and walked in. 'She's not here yet. Good time to set everything up, I suppose.' He unpacked all of his suitcases, made his bed, and set up his side of his room to his liking. He jumped on his new bed and stared out the window. Hopefully his roommate would be coming in pretty soon. He would love to meet her. But, on the other hand he could make a complete fool out of himself. Oh well, he'd just have to take it one step at a time.

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Chloe nodded to herself when Micah said he didn't mind the lights being on. She made her way over to the door which had closed itself, and ran her hand along the wall to try and find the switch. It didn't take her very long, and when the lights turned on, she winced at the brightness. Her temple started to pound, and she rubbed it as she turned around to face the room and all the clutter within it. Well, it wasn't so much clutter as it was stuff. Things were always disoriented when people were signing into their rooms and bringing up mounds of things they really didn't need. Of course, Chloe wasn't any different. She was almost positive that half the stuff she brought wasn't exactly necessary. Chloe rolled her suitcase towards the bed that was vacant, and heaved it up onto it's surface. It squeaked slightly as the suitcase hit it, and Chloe automatically wanted to throw it out the door along with it's attire. There was a reason that she had a waterbed, and nice comfy sheets. Squeaky, uncomfortable things made her frustrated.

Out of the corner of her eye and through her red hair, she saw Micah go into his desk drawer, and take out what looked to be incense sticks. Chloe wasn't an expert on scents or incense sticks at all, but when Micah lit it and opened the window, the smell took away most of the marijuana scent and replaced it with something calming. Chloe sighed, and ran her suitcase zipper around the luggage. Micah asked what year she was in. She had to think about it for a moment. Her mind was else where.

"First year." she said simply. She looked down at her red dress that was on top of all the rest of the clothes. Her mask, that she would most definitely be taking off once inside the Colosseum, sat perfectly beside the red fabric. She blushed every time she thought of herself wearing the two together in a public place. She scratched the back of her head, and looked behind her quickly. "Yourself?" she asked, throwing the dress to the other side of her bed, and continued with the rest of her things. She might as well unpack before going out to adventure for a small moment before getting herself ready for the masquerade.

[serBronn]

" MADDISON EVE WOLFE / TRANSFIGURATION / ZUDA PREFECT "
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Ever since she was a small girl, Maddison found herself always stuck in a corner, always being cast as a freak, even before she discovered her wonderful gift. Her gift just increased people’s dislike towards her and even spurned her parents to go ahead and dump her where ever they pleased. The last place they left her was four years ago, when she first got the acceptance letter to Arbitrium University. Mad never had the best grades and never really applied herself to education, staying clear away from tests. Well, that was until her sophomore year of high school where she discovered her hidden talent. That evening, when she showed her parents, hoping to give them something to be proud of, they shunned her, gave her the looks they gave to people that were different from them. Her mother even went as far to break down and cry. That was when it hit her, she was not who they said she was. Her parents didn’t have to say anything for her to know, the looks of horror, her mother’s depression all signaled to the fact that she wasn’t their real daughter, just some girl they lead into believing she was their daughter.

But that was years ago and the thought of her “parents” made her lips curl, destroying her appetite to eat or do anything. That was then and this is now. Her life in the Zuda house was far from perfect, but it was the happiest she had felt in a long time. Her house was full of rebels just like herself and she grew to love her classmates, in her own sort of way. She never openly said she liked her class mates or her house, she showed her affection by actions, by not throttling people when they made her cross, or ignoring someone, saving them from her words.

Mad had always been the kinds of girl that spoke her mind and didn’t sugar coat her words. She learned a long time ago that if all you did was avoid the truth, you weren’t only hurting yourself; you were hurting everybody around you with the lies. So, one thing lead to another and decided that it would be best to hurt people with the truth instead. Well, if she was to have people hate her, it wouldn’t be because she decided to tell a few lies here and there. No it would be for being brutally honest and straightforward. Her tongue became a sarcastic blade, the only escape that people got from her harsh words of truth. Her free spirited ways also gave her fellow class mates some comfort knowing that Mad wouldn’t be capable of staying in one place for long just to sit and gossip about the happenings of the school.

The four years she had been at Arbitrium had been different, but quiet lovely, filling Maddi with a sense of pride for her school; though she never showed her school spirit, she didn’t even bother to wear the house colors of Zuda. But the university didn’t seem to mind, giving her the classification of Prefect to show they acknowledged her. Maddison didn’t care much for the tittle, since she was far from perfect, but liked the perks of having the title. No more having to share a room with some roommate you hardly knew. No having to walk down the hall just to wait in a stupid line to use the bloody toilet. No, now she had a room all to herself, with nobody to watch her like a hawk, but that meant that she had to watch the dorms of her house, though she didn’t mind. She was one of the older students in her house, so of course she was going to make sure now Freshmen was going to try and show her up.

Since Mad never went home for the holidays and didn’t go anywhere period, she stayed in her room, waiting for the school year to finally start. The summer break seemed to drag on, and the term couldn’t be drawing any closer. She spent most of her summer hanging in her room as a fish in a fish bowl, trying to escape the blasted heat. Now, the term was about to start, and new students were heading into their rooms, like excited children. Mad never cared much for children and scowled at a couple of faces whenever they passed her room. They would soon know her, but she didn’t feel like introductions, she didn’t feel like chumming it up. Her tongue was wound up, ready to pounce on the first person that would dare try and tick her off.


(( Crap post, promise it will get better. d: ))

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[ xxxx DIXIE LEE !!! xxxx ]


[xxx molecular ; ★ ; Blood manipulation xxx ]

[ xxxx :: xx House oҒ Zuda xx :: xxxx ]

Dixie was not considered annoying, she just treated people how they treat her. This guy already rubbed her the wrong way, so she’d mess with him just as bad. She looked over to him, and he didn’t look like it annoyed him. Oh gross. She was disgusted; she hopped off his legs and stood up with her hands on her hips. “Annoying? Pfft. Fine with me. If that’s my nickname, then tours can be princess. Ya know, cause of the sheets and large amount of bags.” She looked over at the bags, sure was a lot. Then she turned back towards him. “My ability? Eh. I’m not gonna tell you, it be funnier if you find out on your own.”Dixie only remembered a little bit of this guy’s ability, it was something along the line of copying. That could mean anything though. He could copy mannerisms, images, voices or abilities. It best to be as vague about this sorta thing. This guy was going to end up on her worst roommates list for sure.

Dixie usually got rid of her old roommates by creeping them out by spitting blood or coughing it out on a daily basics. She doubt that would get this guy leaving. “Oh well.” She spoke her thought out loud. She thought for another moment. Maybe a little fun, couldn’t hurt. “ Well, I’ll tell you this. I can have you punch your own d**k. That’s partly what my ability can do.“ She could be profane for a girl, she really didn’t look like it. She wasn’t one of those preppy pink girls, that tried too hard to dress and impress. If she could, Dixie would wear sweats all the time and that’s the kind of girl she was. She was comfortable with herself, and didn’t give a s**t what people thought about her. This guy was just like anybody else, expect with an ability. She got tired of standing and sat on his bags.

Dixie was going to have to get this guy to move his s**t sooner or later. She might make some friends and he would ruin it with this kind of stuff. Dixie doubted he would care, with the way he acted he didn’t have any friends. He even treated his brother like a jerk. Dixie was an only child, but she felt like it would be cool to have someone with the same blood as her. She didn't think it would go well though since really bad stuff happen with the family a while ago. It was something that she didn't like to talk about much. The death of her dad, she was a daddy's girl after all. Her mother was kind, but when she got remarried she became bitter. The bruises started getting more and more noticeable, then one day she witnessed it. Her step-farther, beating her mom. Dixie had enough of it, she took matters in her own hands.

[Bad Boy Snidey]

“Annoying? Pfft. Fine with me. If that’s my nickname, then tours can be princess. Ya know, cause of the sheets and large amount of bags.”

At least Dixie wasn't annoying him right? He was sure that might happen sooner or later though oh well he would deal with it when it got to it right? Besides she was just amusing as hell. He couldn't help but laugh slightly Call him princess because of his sheets which he hadn't changed fromthe pink ones or rather hadn't had time to yet with the brunette....holding him captive on her bed, yeah that was the way that he saw it and because he had alot of bags. He let out a light shrug. "Well I couldn't really change them with you on my lap could I?" Yeah he totally hadn't mentioned that he was the one that had jumped on her bed but that wasn't important right? Now it was the matter of lots of bags. He had like.....4 or five it really wasn't that many. "Well thats so I have choices. I mean its not nice going around in the same cloths. Unless that is what you would prefer. Then by all means throw my bags out of the window. Its Landon what will be bringing them back up."

“My ability? Eh. I’m not gonna tell you, it be funnier if you find out on your own.”

Wait what funnier? He raised an eyebrow pushing himself to his feet taking a step towards Dixie just in time to see the Zuda prefect slip past. What was her name again Maddision? It looked like Landon had cleared off at just the right time he was sure she wouldn't apprecaite a Marvel in their dorms. He did have his ways of finding out though raising his hand he let his fingertips hover next to her cheek. "I could just take them and find out." Lucas actually wondered if she knew what his brothers power it would be amusing if she didn't

“Oh well.”

'Maybe a little fun, couldn’t hurt.'

“ Well, I’ll tell you this. I can have you punch your own d**k. That’s partly what my ability can do.“

Ouch that sounded painful. Maybe it would be best not to piss his roommate off too much. "Come on you wouldn't do that to me it wouldn't make a good impression." It wasn't long before the convinience of his bags seemed to come in she placed herself sitting on them "So what do you said puppeteer fancy a walk." He actually wondered who else had arrived by now there was sure to be a few people right?

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『Charalatan ☣ Psionics』



Arden slowly leaned across the plush backseat of the town car, stretching out against the warm leather. Placing a palm on the carpeted floor, she lifted her body in the slightest turning to lay flat on her back. She was her most comfortable in the position, one arm across her stomach while the other drooped over the seat. Drifting off, she remembered the nightmare from the night before. A horrible nightmare, blurs of her past flying across her eyelids. Shuddering, she turned her head, attempting to clear the images.

The dream had scared her half to death, and she had woken up in a sweat. Arden had stumbled out of her room, down the stairs to the kitchen to eat with the other children. She was the oldest one, ages above everyone else. The caregivers who took care of her, insisted that she see a therapist.
The therapist had always wanted to help, wanting to get inside her head, but she never let him. She refused strongly, always shaking her head, while walking away without a sound. She firmly believed that if she opened her mouth, it would betray her, giving them a positive answer. Arden did want help, she just didn't exactly know how to...accept it. Arden was constantly paranoid of the thought of using her powers on the unsuspecting public. She feared her powers more than anything else in the entire world, refusing to use them at any cost. When her parents rejected her, a part of her died, she'd felt...broken since then.

"Ms, we've arrived." The tall brunette in the drivers seat turned to look at Arden, snapping her out of her memories. "Thank you." She squeaked, grabbing her sketchpad under her left arm, before exiting the car. The bright beams of sunlight blinded her momentarily, before she pushed her thin black sunglasses from the top of her head to her eyes. The man stepped out of the vehicle, walking around the sleek black exterior to the trunk. He opened it in one swift movement, picking up her bags as though they were light as a feather, before walking ahead, motioning for her to follow his lead.

"Arden, you can do this..." She mumbled aloud, taking in the large school ahead of her. This building was larger than the town she had spent her early years in. Her words were not reassuring in the slightest, but she continued forward anyways, making her way up the long path to the entrance. Ardens' brain was racing, watching other students bustling about, talking with one another. Would she ever have something like that? Back at the orphanage, she was always alone, to afraid to get close to anyone, to scared to let anyone close to her. People always tried, they tried pretty hard, though she fought it like crazy. Ignoring them seemed like the best option, so that's what she did. Arden wasn't exactly fond of getting attached to people. Her art served as a very good distraction, her focus devoted to her sketchbook almost entirely.

Arden stepped through the sleek white door frame of the gigantic building. She always thought her old town was big, and she was just getting used to it before being sent here. Now, this was a whole new world for her. A world she intended to be a part of. She made herself a promise that morning. "Talk to people, you can do it. People here are like you, they will understand." She told herself as she followed the signs to what seemed to be a large office.

"Name?" A small woman asked, a tiny smile on her lips.
"Arden Jessica Maahonay." She squeaked out, nervous. The woman only continued to smile, handing her a small clipboard stacked with papers. She had many to fill out, as this was her first year there.

Minutes later she finished, handing the clipboard back, only to have the woman hand her some more papers. "This here, is the map, " She placed the map on the counter, uncapping a pen to mark locations. "This, is your house, Charlatan, now, You are here. Just follow the map, and you should be alright." She smiled again, handing Arden her dorm numbers, and some informational packets.
"Thank you." Giving the woman a small smile in return, she turned on her heel, following the map to the direction of her dorms. "I just hope I don't get to lost..."

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[ xxxx :: xx House oҒ Zuda xx :: xxxx ]

"Eh I say it's fitting. "She shrugged it off. Dixie only got on his legs to bother him, she might as well have just pushed him. She assumed he didn't deal with girls that much. He must of been happy about like a creeper usually was. " No, no. I'm pretty sure I'll just kick them over." She waved her hand dismissing his idea of throwing it out the window. Why treat your brother like s**t? She didn't understand why he did, but just gave up on thinking about it. He got up and invaded her personal space, granted she did the same, but his reasons were different. She slapped his hand out of her face and laughed.

" Ha, my ability is a bit more complicated then you think. I bet you would kill yourself. " She could replicate her cells to allow her to do more with her ability. Her speedy cells, weren't something to copy. He'd lose all his blood so fast, he'd die from it. That would be kind of sad, but that's what he gets for messing with her mind. She laughed again at his reaction to what she could do. " Well yeah, I would. I don't like you. " [/b]Dixie was rather blunt, but it was the truth she didn't like this guy. He rubbed her the wrong way, that's why she messed with him back.It only seemed fair. It was the golden rule.

"Nah, you can go ahead. I wanna get dressed for this mask dance anyway." She walked over to her shelf, she pulled out the red fabric sticking out from one of her drawers. It was a long red dress, with half way sleeves. She tossed it on her bed, and pulled her suitcase from under her bed, for some shoes. She only had three options, flip flops, sneakers or black flats. It was obvious to go with the flats. Dixie pulled her shoes off, showing her black socks off, then exposing her bare feet. Her toes were tiny and was french tipped. Her feet overall were small, and arched. She had good balance and speed because of it, she thought. Then again she could never remember, if foot size helped with balance or speed.