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 Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 2:07 am
 ~the Twisted Jester, Myth~~Come now- laugh at me, everyone~
Myth sniffed sadly, folding her arms at to Akai "fine- be that way.." she huffed, clicking her fingers for much unneeded effect, and disappearing in a Myth-shaped cloud of smoke.
She yawned softly, re-appearing in her usual spot in the human realms, behind the academy- yeah, sure- the elven weren't meant to be there but.. heck! she'd already been sentenced to death innumerable times now- and it wasn't like she could be sentenced to anything worse than that! She glanced around- there was already a small huddle of children around her feet. she folded her arms, pouting when inside she was beaming brightly "honestly, you guys- exactly how long have you been waiting for me..?" she asked, switching to a perfect imitation of one of their mothers. "you should know that it's terribly bad for you to hang around that disgusting jester- she's already been sentenced for death several times now- and that's only for this kingdom~" she finished- leaving the bedraggled kids to wonder about how she managed to know what their mothers said to them. "after all, I'm terribly-" she cut herself off as a girl and boy passed the little group, muttering something about.. sparring..?
Myth burst out in a fir of somewhat nervous laughter- she liked those kids- and she didn't plan on letting them get hurt anytime soon.. "haha~ nah- but really folks- you probably shouldn't be here- as in you-might-die, and all that.." she said, quickly, some kids getting the message and running away- the rest she grinned at, then clicked her fingers, watching them disappear in little poofs of smoke. Yawning and resting her hands behind her head, she glanced at Andre, apparently completley relaxed "now.. you wouldn't care about an elf being here, right..? I mean, with your spar and everything..." she grinned- the price on her head was enough to retire on, along with building several solid gold houses... She clasped a hand over her mouth "whoops- my tounge slipped~" she said, chuckling. "but for good humours sake- don't tell the kid's mums, ok~?"
~You forget.. the jester always wins~
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 7:57 pm
♠
"ATTENTION, STUDENTS AND ALL FACULTY"
Without much warning the p.a. systems started to carry the voice of one who would attempt to bring order to the academy. After the sudden changes in command, the students and teachers alike were not pleased, nor did they have much faith in their own kind.
"I'm sure you'll all roll your eyes with the announcement that again the title of leader has changed. My name is Lucas Eruditus and the responsibilities of this Academy along with this town have been given to me. I don't mean to prove my worth through words alone...let my actions speak for me.....That is all."
Short and sweet. But just who exactly was this Lucas character? A name wouldn't help most of the students and only a small handful of teachers knew who had spoke...all that was revealed of him was his voice which had the depth of experience but the youth of life.
-The place was in the Presidents Office at the Human Academy-
Not quite sure how events turned out to be like this, Eruditus gazed out his window and overlooked the Academy. His cloak put a dark veil over his face and masked most of his physical features. However there was no mistake that a gaze was piercing through the shadows and onto the people he was supposed to guide.
Hands held behind his back, the cloaked man walked to his desk and observed the papers that had been placed there earlier by an assistant of the former president before he suddenly left. They were the schedules of today's practices and events. Also there was a note to Tira who had not reported in. Eruditus knew that she liked to cause trouble and she was probably more of a threat to her own kind than the Vampires or Elves.
Unfortunately dealing with her was not at the top of his list. There was someone he needed to speak with. He needed to get someone to summon an Elf for him.
"Hm.."
Gazing once more to his window, Eruditus decided to go and observe his students. Hmm, yes they were his students now. He'd have to make sure to set good examples whenever possible.
And so he left, discarding the paper noted to Tira before he walked down the halls of the Academy. His cloaked form would draw in curious minds and time tested individuals...
♠
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 10:24 am
 "It's time to rock and role out of this joint..."
A low, feminine voice broke out of the silence of the dungeons below the vampire academy. A lone figure stood, arms and legs spread eagle, shackles clamped on wrists and ankles to keep her in place. The woman had nowhere to move, she couldn't let the pressure off of one foot to ease the pain or nothing. She had only endured the life she had been thrown into down here because she was listening. Listen to everything outside. And with verything going on in all three trerritories she had decided it was time to make herself known.
Crimson eyes lifted to meet that of the eyes of a gaurd, His eyes widened, seeing the malice in the woman whom he was sent to keep under lock and key. He had no idea why she was here and was soon about to find out. Out of the darkness, a darker, almost black hole type of fog started to appear. The temperature in the room raised as it appeared. It flowed easily with no draft, covering over the shackles that held her in place. With an almost unaudible "snap", she chains fell to the ground. The gaurd jumped back and muffled a shriek as the black fog decended on him, engulfing the man that would only be bones in a matter of seconds. As the fog had passed through the bars they had seared them like acid, making room for Rosalie to escape. It was time to go assume command, at least second in command, and get this academy back under control.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 4:50 pm
Red Yusuke 
"Oh, no need to be sorry. Most of the time I forget Steven's name as well."
"Umm... sir?"
"What is it now Steven?"
"My name's not Steven..."
"What is it then? Savant? Servant? Wow, that's a odd name. Go get water."
"Never mind. What kind of water, sir? Muddy, clear; those new water filters they have that makes the water's like a stream?"
"What? Ew. Streams are gross. Just from a clear puddle. With no bugs flying in, or around it. Oh, and Steven?"
"On it, sir. Clear water, with no bugs in it. Excelent choice sir. Yes sir?"
"Of course it is. And don't get yourself killed. I'm not going to replace yet another vampire. It's hard enough as it is!"
"Right! No dying, and get water. Right!"
This was a very odd couple of vampires, and still in their presence she felt nervous. Always nervous. She hated it. Whilst the vampires talked, she strained her ears to the sound of the little ones scurrying through the forest. But soon enough they were far enough away that they really can't be heard anymore, and she gauged that they were about twenty yards from the town. She had very good hearing, which she was thankful for.
"Here you are sir! The water you asked for!"
"Thank you for saying the obvious, Steven."
"Your welcome, sir."
"I meant that as a retorical statement, Steven! Don't answer me when I'm doing that! And I meant that with a dose of sarcasm!"
"Right, sir!"
"I meant that as a retorical statment as well!"
"How am I supossed to know when it's like that?"
"Trust me, Steven. You'll know. Anyway... where was I? Oh!
"Would you like some? Anything at all? Steven does anything, you know. Watch."
"Steven!"
"What is it, sir?"
"I need you to get me some elbow grease!"
"On it sir! What type of elbow grease would you like?"
"Just the normal kind, Steven."
"Right sir!"
"See what I mean? Easy as Jimmy gets lost. So easy, in fact, that I might just let him get captured, point and laugh while he's being killed, and then go home! It sounds so much easier and funner then what I was planning on doing."
Elbow grease? Seriously? This kid was on the verge of very stupid...She shook her head, telling herself to just forget that thought before she decided to say something stupid that would get her into trouble. Since she was one elf against two...Even in the other was a teen. They were still all very strong. Now that she thought about it, she was a little parched, and was afraid if she trekked out into the woods she would get dehydrated.
"Sure, I wouldn't mind some water."
The elven woman replied. She took the canteen and took a few small gulps, before wiping her chin of some dribble and handing it back to the vampire.
"Wonderful! Now, all I have to do is call Steven back. STEVEN! GET THE HELL BACK HERE!"
"Sir, I couldn't find the elbow grease, SIR."
"Whatever, Steven. Come on. This fine young elfy agreed to help us! So were going to find Jimmy again!"
"Wonderful plan, Sir! I love how your wonderful mind works!"
"Alright, Steven... just not too much love."
What was that supposed to mean? Too much love? She banished the thought, before turning her attention back to the vampire and away from her thoughts. If she kept a good attitude then maybe she would get back to town after this ordeal unscathed. That would be nice.
"Okay, well then shall we? Lead the way."
Red told him, since he knew which way he would have gone more then she would.
((For Terminator when she get's back.))
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 5:40 pm
 " Don't Waste my time With your Rhetoric..." The Dark Elf Slashed at the tree with his sword of darkness, making Huge waves of black aura. he kicked and hit and fought against other dark elves who were training, he slashed at them, and then covered them with Dark Aura, " and.. Squish.." he said joking around as the black aura around the others disappeared. He walked out of the training center and walked into the forest, he breathed in the fresh air. He could Tell Today will be a good day, for him anyway. " ...Seems like we are both destined for hell."
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:21 pm
 The Mad Vamp- Gareth Cranston
Gareth sighs, and moves his sword's tip in small circles, stirring the dead leaves on the forest's floor. The blade whips up suddenly, and strikes the 'head' from one of the practice dummies. It bounces upon the covered earth, and rolls into the deep shadow of a tree trunk. Leaning to retrieve it, the vamp's head and arm half disappear in the shadow, leaving his head split between his upper and lower jaw, which twitches slightly as the wind brushes his nonexistent hair over his nonexistent eyes.
The lazy sound of an announcement from the PA system of the academy attracts his attention, and he sighs heavily. "May as well go see what that was." he says, holding the dummy's head in his head and contemplating it.
Suddenly, he tosses it into the air and smacks it with the flat of his blade, sending it tumbling into the forest, where it rebounds from a tree and impales itself upon a branch.
A few minutes later, upon a whim, he strolls by the dungeons, having satisfied his curiosity by shaking a young vamp until he disgorged the words of the PA broadcast, at which point the madman simply dropped him and proceeded upon his way.
The faint sound of panic and broken bonds reaches him, and he looks at the door, raising an eyebrow.
"Hm. Could be entertaining..." he murmurs, and opens the door to the dungeons, immediately blinking at the sight of half-melted jailbars and smiling, though he doesn't say a word.
The semidarkness has an odd effect upon him, making him appear almost illusive, his image barely visible.
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 7:13 pm
As soon as the black fog had passed through the bars, they descended upon the poor guard. A startling scream echoed through the dungeons as the man was completely consumed by the blackness. Audible pops and snaps and squishy sounds could be heard quite clearly as every bone in the mans body snapped and was ground to dust. Blood sprayed the walls and his screamed ended abruptly as the fog had devoured his body all the way to the heart.
A crimson eye twitched as another vampire had entered the dungeon. She stepped out of the cell and dusted her hands off, as if she had been digging and had dirt on her hands. She turned to face him, head cocking to the side as she looked him up and down. Her tongue clicked lightly in her mouth as she thought. She hadn't seen this man before, at the least most recent memories did not show up of him if she had.
"Yes?"
She stated simply, her curious crimson eyes holding his gaze. The fog left the broken and bloody figure and floated back to her, floating around her legs as if waiting command. Her outfit was a very dark purple color, one would think it was black if they didn't take a careful look. It was made of a leather type of cloth, with straps and buckles running up the legs and the arms, as well as a few around her stomach and waste. Mostly for weapon use, but partly for intimidation. It made her look as if she belonged in a deathly mental institution.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 7:30 pm
The Mad Vamp- Gareth Cranston
Gareth's lips quirk into a smile.
"Just curious as to what was happening down here, Miss...?" he asks, looking the other vampire up and down. He crosses his arms over his chest, bumping the hilt of the katar slightly out of place as he does. He examines the man's blood spattered across the surfaces of the dungeon, and then turns his eyes to the woman again, the two unnaturally pale blue dots the only solid thing about him. The frayed and torn bottom of his crimson coat brushes over the floor as he steps fully into the room, and he smiles again.
"May I ask what, exactly, you intend to do? Or, perhaps more to the point, whether it will be entertaining to watch, and by your permission, assist with. Chopping practice dummies into shreds hardly quenches a man's appetite for killing." he says, his unnatural eyes searching the room, as if looking for something. He yawns, and looks back to her, replacing the katar and straightening his sword as he does.
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 7:41 pm
The vampire woman eyed him as he spoke. Carefully watching his lips move, the ways his eyes glitter or move with the words he spoke. She was keen on figuring someone out, and with what he had told her she had pretty much figured him out. Because he was similar to her. He disliked the lifestyle of clean no blood and no violence. She was the same, but was he as insane as her? She knew almost all vampires were insane....
"I'm planning on breaking out of here and taking over most of the control for the vampire academy. As it seems, the breaking out part was simple."
She summed up her plans quickly. Not exactly caring too much what he thought. She would go through him if he opposed her, and if he was for her cause, the more the merrier. She waited for his response to her insane little plan. It wouldn't be hard. She just had to either bribe them or just simply kill them and take over. She was leaning towards the killing side, it would send a message to the townsfolk of the village.....
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 8:08 pm
The Mad Vamp- Gareth Cranston
Gareth smiles thinly. "But of course. I can see that odd mist of yours, and it's result." he says, still smiling. He bows, twisting one hand over his chest, and smirks.
"Gareth Cranston at your service, madam." he says, a note of amusement in his voice. The katar falls completely from his coat, and he deftly catches it before tucking it away again.
"Damned thing. I need to buy a sheath for it." he murmurs, before looking at the vampire woman again. "I stand at your service. The more blood I get to shed, the better."
He straightens up, and looks back at her. "May I ask your name?"
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 8:18 pm
She watched as the katar fell and he caught it swiftly, without really flinching an inch in the movement. He could be used as a nice asset to her mission. She had no thoughts at the moment of making friends, simply finishing the mission first, then maybe she would think about it. But she highly doubted it.
"The names Rosalie Yusuke. And it would be nice to have your services. Now, since your so willing to shed blood, I suggest we get moving so we can run into those gaurds that are going to be heading this way. I assume they will be appearing in...Oh I would say 30 seconds."
As she was speaking, you could hear the faint footsteps of guards heading this way. There were probably about 15 of them, the one whom had put her in this hole knew that she was coming to seek revenge. Without waiting for him to speak, Rosalie flashed him a toothy and sharp grin before whisking past him at a sprint, almost looking as if she was floating due to the fact that the black fog was keeping pace with her nicely so you couldn't really see below her knees.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 8:40 pm
The Mad Vamp- Gareth Cranston
Gareth sweeps after her, plucking the katar from his robe with his free hand and unlimbering his blade with the other. He smiles grimly, listening to the guards' approach, and looks at her. "Well. This is a fine mess. What did you do to be put down there in the first place?" he asks, looking amused.
"No real matter. It doesn't really pertain to this situation." he says, still following her quickly, his boots making a dull tap on the floor with every step.
His blade moves in quick, excited circles, and the katar whisks within a quarter inch of his leg as he strides, gleaming wickedly.
((Ah. Brainfart...))
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 8:58 pm
((If I get the energy to post again tonight I will...That workout kicked my butt...I hate p90x with a passion. XD ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:02 pm
(( Well, I guess my spar with Commander's character is nixed. But this is okay as I can -try- to get some gears turning with the humans. ))
Andre wandered the courtyards of the Human Academy, hands in pockets and head held high. He didn't quite understand why most people kept their heads down as they walked around. To him it was like they were ashamed to be in public or that they feared being judged. Also it was a little amusing to catch people glance at him and duck their head back down.
Anyway.
Andre had heard the announcement earlier but he wasn't sure what to make of it. Maybe he would go see what was up to kill some time.
"Yeah..why not."
He'd shrug while talking to himself.
And so the first door he could find that led him into the Academy he would push through.
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DarkKingJilly Vice Captain
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Red the Ambivalent Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 7:29 pm
The woman rounded a corner, sliding the slow down so she could asses the scene that was out in front of her. There were 13 guards. Damn he really did not know her if there was only thirteen guards...
Then she saw why there were only thirteen of them. She could see the energy buzzing off of them. Of course, she wasn't sure if what's his face could see it, because she had a special little gift that could read the amount of energy that a person could wield. It was different then the amount of energy they had residing in their body, because depending on how the instructors at the academy wanted to train you would depend on how much magic or energy your body could handle at one time. Looks like these men were the tops of their class.
Without skipping a beat in her assessment of the guards, Rose pushed herself off the floor, rotating her ankle in the same motion so she was jumping into a high spin. She whipped her foot around into a round house type of kick and planted it right on the closest mans collar bone on the joint where his neck met his shoulder. She could feel it snap under her heel, and the sound was just as noticeable the second before he started to scream.
She moved on to the next man whom had raised his hand to throw a ball of liquid fire at her. How she knew this? When a person charged to use magic or energy, the attack was a specific color, made a specific sound, and looked a certain way as it charged. Normal eyes could not detect any of this, so it came down to her little gift she had for noticing things like that. Rose swung her right fist at his face, but he easily caught it, which was odd for guards. He wrenched her wrist downwards, causing her to spin and have her back against the mans chest. He snickered as he twisted her wrist more, making it turn in a direction that wasn't meant to be turned. She clenched her teeth and brought her free hand to his face quickly, her nails digging into her skin. The fog seemed to have disappeared from the room, but if they would have noticed it had actually seeped into her body.
As she dug her nails into his flesh, a stream of black tendrils seeped from her finger nails into his face. The man released her wrist as if he was poisoned and started to gasp, his eyes rolling back into his head and his mouth wide as if he wanted to scream. He staggered back, and as his face was released from her grip, long string like black tendrils followed his face, where her nails had dug into her skin the tendrils seemed to be implanted there. They were still connected to her finger tips, and in moments the mans skin turned pale and his skin started to wrinkle. The other guards stared in awe, seeing the blood being sucked right out of this man.
Rose turned, the tendrils snapping from the mans face and retracted back into her fingertips. Her crimson eyes seemed to glow momentarily as her body processed the amount of blood she had just entered into it. A wicked grin played across her lips as she stared at the remaining guards. They were taught not to back away, and she was sure between her and the other guy that was with her that the guards wouldn't live for another 30 seconds.
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