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 Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:47 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- Once magic was discovered, it all went downhill.
James Hopper did not unveil us to the world, but he might as well have. He is credited with passing through the first government legislation that separated us from normal kids and required us to join these schools (although other countries were also quite close). We are trained from early childhood that we have a special purpose in this world. Our purpose is to protect countries and join the army.
We are sent to these special military academies so that they can teach us to be weapons in war. We are given a number on the back of our necks and we grow up running through drills of killing enemies. They teach us math, science, and history (mostly wars and battles) and they don't like us wasting time reading books. "You are here to learn not to die so you can do it again," I heard once.
Out first three years are spent learning basics. We must learn basic fighting and try out different weapons. After that, we specialize in our weapon and train more with our powers. In the last year, the top four students must fight to the death. The top two in powers fight each other and the top two in weapons fight each other. It's barbaric and stupid, and also how I died.
I've continued to look in at the school over the years and not long after my death, a group was formed so that they could fight against what the government wanted us to do. They recruit student who show the most defiance and also the most promise. If the student is worth having join, they are invited. Only the students in the group, and the teachers and principal, know about the group. The rest of the students are in the dark, though some are suspicious.
There are quite a few different kinds of people in the school. There are vampires, werewolves, elementals and psychics to name a few. There are even a few who are a mixture of some. But, most of us die by the time we are thirty, which is when men can leave the military. Girls can leave the military at twenty-five however.
The school itself is old and looks like a castle. It is surrounded by fences and a mine field as well as a wall that, once someone passes before it is disabled, zaps their powers frozen for weeks sometimes. We are not mean to leave this school no matter how much we wish.
Teachers are allowed to put us into power-neutralizing cells and beat us. The only thing they are not allowed to do is to kill us.
This is the school- [x]
These are the grounds- [x]
The school uniform is loose black pants and a loose black long sleeve shirt. You must wear these while school is in session, even if you are not in classes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:44 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- If you don't know what my rules are, you should immediately conk yourself on the head until you remember them. Feel free to use a meat tenderizer.
PM the profiles to me with the NEW title: Drill Sargent
Put in carousel somewhere in the pm so I know you read this.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:45 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- Students- [color=COLORHERE][b][size=12]Hello, my name is:[/size][/b] [size=9][First and last][/size][imgright]http://[/imgright]
[b][size=12]You may call me:[/size][/b] [size=9][Nickname if you wish][/size]
[b][size=12]I’m this old:[/size][/b] [size=9][You should be able to guess this one; age- 8-18][/size]
[b][size=12]I’m in this grade:[/size][/b] [size=9][3-12 another obvious one][/size]
[b][size=12]My gender is:[/size][/b] [size=9][Male or Female; also obvious][/size]
[b][size=12]My preference is:[/size][/b] [size=9][orientation?][/size]
[size=12][b]By the way, I'm a:[/b][/size] [size=9][Human, Werewolf, Fallen angel? Surprise me][/size]
[b][size=12]I attend these classes:[/size][/b]
[size=9]1.
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[b][size=12]I am in dorm number:[/size][/b] [size=9][Assigned to you. Leave this one blank][/size]
[b][size=12]Welcome to my life:[/size][/b] [size=9][Bio][/size]
[b][size=12]I can:[/size][/b] [size=9][Powers. I reserve the right to reject any powers. Pics that go with powers go here in hyperlink form with the title [x] thank you!][/size]
[b][size=12]I forgot to tell you:[/size][/b] [size=9][anything else?][/size][/color] The Defiant- (Fill this out in addition to the Student skeleton) (Please put this with the same color as your profile) [b][size=12]I am know as:[/size][/b] [size=9][Codename-required][/size]
[b][size=12]I have been a member since:[/size][/b] [size=9][how long have you been a member? keep in mind how long you've been at school here][/size]
[b][size=12]My job is:[/size][/b] [size=9][do you steal things for them, recruit, gather information, what?][/size]
[b][size=12]My partner in crime:[/size][/b] [size=9][everyone will have a partner assigned to them. Leave it blank][/size] Teachers- [color=COLORHERE][b][size=12]Hello, my name is:[/size][/b] [size=9][First and last][/size][imgright]http://[/imgright]
[b][size=12]I’m this old:[/size][/b] [size=9][You should be able to guess this one; age- 23-45(no creepy overly old teachers)][/size]
[b][size=12]My gender is:[/size][/b] [size=9][Male or Female; also obvious][/size]
[b][size=12]My preference is:[/size][/b] [size=9][orientation?][/size]
[b][size=12]I teach these classes:[/size][/b]
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2. [No conflicting classes please. I'll bring out that meat tenderizer][/size]
[b][size=12]I am in dorm number:[/size][/b] [size=9][One teacher to a dorm. You can handle this one. Pick an empty dorm][/size]
[b][size=12]Welcome to my life:[/size][/b] [size=9][Bio][/size]
[b][size=12]I forgot to tell you:[/size][/b] [size=9][anything else?][/size][/color] (No teachers may have powers at this time) I worked hard on these, please fill them out correctly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:46 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- StudentsHello, my name is: [Evangeline Silva-Tate (Normally just Tate though)]
You may call me: [Eva, Eve, Angel…I know my name is long]
I’m this old: [17]
I’m in this grade: [12]
My gender is: [ Female]
My preference is: [Straight]
By the way, I'm a: [Half Shapeshifter half Hybrid]
I attend these classes:
1. Close Quarter Combats
2. Bows and Crossbows
3. Basic Extended Magic
4. Combat Magic
5. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
6. Advanced Weapon Studies
I am in dorm number: [2]
Welcome to my life: [I was obviously not born to a normal family. My father was an lion hybrid and my mother was a shapeshifter. I was happy until they came and took my parents away and shoved them into a war. They were both killed and then the government’s obligation to them, namely keeping me out of schools like this one, was over. I was shipped off the next day and have been here ever since.
Obviously not thrilled with this, I have been kicking and screaming every step of the way. Last year I even managed to further my shared hate with the principal when I got a teacher fired for being caught in a damaging scene with me. His wife was not happy either.]
I can: [shapeshift to any bird and blend human and bird together. I can make myself look like a harpie.]
I forgot to tell you: [I hate this place and Will do just about anything to get away from it.]
I am know as: [Pheonix]
I have been a member since: [Since eighth grade]
My job is: [Recruit people and steal weapons]
My partner in crime: [No one yet]
Hello, my name is: [Conrad Julius]
You may call me: [Conrad]
I’m this old: [15]
I’m in this grade: [10]
My gender is: [Male]
My preference is: [girls, not that I've met many I'd go after.]
I attend these classes:
1. Close Quarter Combats
2. Bladed Weapons
3. Basic Human Magic
4. Combat Magic
5. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
6. Advanced Weapon Studies
I am in dorm number: [3]
Welcome to my life: [Mom and Dad kind of disappeared when I was little - I suspect they died, and Grandpa could just never tell me - so I lived with Grandpa. He was a mechanic, so I spent my whole life in the garage learning to do things with machines. I have a bit of a talent with them, I guess (not that the school cares). When I foresaw another war coming by looking up at the stars, Grandpa thought that my prediction caused the war and sent me to this school. Gee, thanks, dude.]
I can: [look at the sky and tell you what's going on. Big or small events about the world, whether they have anything to do with anything or not. Built-in astrology, I guess you'd call it. The school isn't overly enthusiastic about this ability, so they spend most of my time training me in weapons.]
I forgot to tell you: [I like swords. That's about it.]I am known as: [Brighteye]
I have been a member since: [10th grade]
My job is: [to gather information, mostly by stargazing of course.]
My partner in crime: [Eliza]Hello, my name is: [Abigail Black]
You may call me: [Abby]
I’m this old: [I’m really 16 but look about 9]
I’m in this grade: [11]
My gender is: [ Female]
My preference is: [straight]
By the way, I'm a: [Human]
I attend these classes:
1. Basic Weapons
2. Bladed Weapons
3. Basic Human Magic (must be human)
4. Combat Magic
5. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
6. Advanced Magic Studies
I am in dorm number: [1]
Welcome to my life: [ Anya Ivashkov was a Russian baby who’s parent’s booked passage on a barge to America. Unfortunately, when the crew found out her parents were magic users, they threw them overboard. They did not find the infant until a day later when the baby’s crying alerted them. No one could bring themselves to drown it, so when they docked, they brought her to Blackbrook’s Orphanage. She was renamed Abby,.
Three years later, Abby caught a kitten from a street and absorbed it into herself. She had discovered her powers. The orphanage shipped her off to the school a week later when she had a cat tail and ears.
The school took interest in her powers and did many experiments. She was forced to absorb many different things and they discovered that she could blend her different absorptions and even not absorb everything she used her powers on. They spent time using her to torture and punish people at age 5. More side effects from her use of her power have been discovered.]
I can: [absorb anything living and transform their soul into a crystal disk. I can blend myself and what I absorb. I also have all the knowledge of what I absorb and even gain the remaining life span if I crystallize its soul. When I absorb a life span, I stop aging for as long as the life span. When I absorb anything, it causes the victim extreme pain until they die. All of the crystals are on a chain around my neck.]
I forgot to tell you: [After I absorb many souls, I am very fatigued and not very happy. Catch me after a session with the school and I’m likely to use any number of souls to kick your butt. Also, people who use magic are harder to fully absorb than regular people. It is almost impossible for me to kill magic users.]Hello, my name is: [Eliza Devour]
You may call me: [Eliza is fine]
I’m this old: [14]
I’m in this grade: [10 (always been a year ahead.)]
My gender is: [Female]
My preference is: [Bisexual, but i lean mostly towards guys. ]
By the way, I'm a: [Vampire-Werewolf hybrid. Weird right?]
I attend these classes:
1.Close Quarter Combat
2. Bladed Weapons
3. Basic Extended Magic
4. Combat Magic
5. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
6. Advanced Weapon Studies
I am in dorm number: [3]
Welcome to my life: [I grew up in a bad part of Colorado, where people did what they wanted, when they wanted. The government stayed away from that place, fearing the monstrosities like me that resided there. After the war started, we were rounded up and dragged there. Not many of us survived the transfer. We resisted and were slaughtered. I remain the only one from my town who still goes to the school because I cooperated... for the most part. I mean, what good can you do when you're dead. ]
I can: [ Fight like nothing you've ever seen, being very knowledgeable with most modern weapons. By touching an opponent, I absorb their energies and make them weak. I can also change my body into into any small animal I choose. Nothing larger than an average house cat, though.]
I forgot to tell you: [I've been in this place since I was 9 years old. I have no knowledge of what happened to my parents. ]
I am know as: [Weeping Willow]
I have been a member since: [4th grade.]
My job is: [I gather Information and steal anything I believe can help.]
My partner in crime: [Conrad]Hello, my name is: [Casidhe McBrawn]
You may call me: [Casidhe.]
I’m this old: [16]
I’m in this grade: [11]
My gender is: [Female]
My preference is: [no one, really. But I'll go with guys.]
By the way, I'm a: [mind reader.]
I attend these classes:
1. Close Quarter Combats
2. Bows and Crossbows
3. Basic Human Magic
4. Passive Magic
5. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
6. Advanced Magic Studies
I am in dorm number: [1]
Welcome to my life: [I was sent to this school before I even knew I had powers. I thought hearing people's thoughts was normal. And why wouldn't I, if the gift has been passed down from generation to generation and everyone in my family was used to it? Police officers killed my family and sent me to this school when they realized what was going on. Of course, I was too young to realize at the time that my parents had used their gifts for crime. Now that I know, I'm determined to follow in their footsteps. I've been rebelling this school from the beginning, and my gift makes it easy, but I'm also a survivor. If being on the teacher's side strengthens my survival chances, then I'll turn my back on the students without a second thought.]
I can: [read minds.]
I forgot to tell you: [when I look at someone, it's to evaluate my chances of surviving and thriving with them.]
I am know as: [Skylight]
I have been a member since: [since third grade.]
My job is: [to gather information and spy. Besides mind reading, I'm a clever thief.]
My partner in crime: [...]TeachersHello, my name is: [Silas Rigger]
I’m this old: [23]
My gender is: [Male]
My preference is: [any non-freak woman]
I teach these classes:
1. Bladed Weapons
2. Advanced Weapon Studies
I am in dorm number: [1]
Welcome to my life: [I hate magic users. However, I like fighting. If they have to live, why not make them fight for us? I teach them how to last longer and kill more of their kind. If I have to live with them, a few cuts and bruises will not kill them. It will however, make dealing with them a little more pleasant.
My wife was killed by magic users. I used to be happy and nicer, but after Laurel and Jenna, our infant daughter, were killed, I became like I am now. Retribution feeds my need to inflict these cruelties upon the disdainful creatures that took my life from me. Now I must rebuild my whole world. It's like un-shattering a mirror.]
I forgot to tell you: [I am after anyone involved in The Defiant]Hello, my name is: [Emma Hanson]
I’m this old: [24]
My gender is: [Female]
My preference is: [Males]
I teach these classes:
1.Close Quarter Combats
2. Combat Magic
I am in dorm number: [2]
Welcome to my life: [All my life, I've been around these dreadful magic user. And each time I meet a new one, I remember why I hate them. My birth parents were murdered by them, though it was deemed an accident. My adoptive father was one of the abusive kind. He tried to murder me... there's a long complicated story that goes into that. Long story short? The world needs magic users to fight each other. I simply put the thoughts and techniques into their heads ]
I forgot to tell you: [nothing]Hello, my name is: [Julius DiMarko]
I’m this old: [26]
My gender is: [Male]
My preference is: [mostly boys, but girls are cool too.]
I teach these classes:
1. Bows and Crossbows
2. Tactics and War History, Core Subjects
I am in dorm number: [3]
Welcome to my life: [Julius holds these creatures no ill will, but cannot help but think how unfair it is that they get to be like walking gods. He is nice, charming, eloquent, and understanding to those that come to him, but his loyalties lie with the teachers.]
I forgot to tell you: [-]Hello, my name is: [Rose and Lily Longfield]
I’m this old: [25 and 4]
My gender is: [Female; Female]
My preference is: [Straight/too young]
I teach these classes:
1. Passive Magic
2. Advanced Magic Studies
I am in dorm number: [4]
Welcome to my life: [Rose found herself in a sticky situation involving a magic user close to five years before. She was stalked by the magic user who became increasingly unstable. What started as love notes taped to her desk and home became him breaking in and taking clothing or shower gels.
One day, Rose came home and the stalker was still there. He used his powers against her, illusions, to confuse her and make her an easier target. After that, he kidnapped her and used his illusions to make it just about impossible for her to escape.
Four months later, police found her. Rose was already pregnant though. She had Lily several months later and has been raising her alone. When she got a job offer to teach at the school, she was hesitant, but she needed to money and they would let her keep Lily around.]
I forgot to tell you: [She does not hate magic users, but she fears them, and someone told students about what had happened to her. Lily can use magic but nobody knows that yet]
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:48 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- Dorms are two to a room, no co-ed.
Girls
1. Abby, Cassidhe
2. Evangeline,
3. Eliza,
Boys
1. ,
2. ,
3. Conrad,
Teachers
Silas Rigger
Emma Hansen
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Schedule
(// Means pick ONE of the classes. Do NOT just copy this entire thing into your profile))
One: Breakfast
Period One: Close Quarter Combats(Hansen)//Basic Weapons
Period Two: Bladed Weapons(Rigger)//Bows and Crossbows
Free Period: Report to the Study Hall or the Grounds for Break
Two: Lunch
Period Three: Basic Human Magic (must be human)//Basic Extended Magic (must not be human)
Period Four: Combat Magic(Hansen)//Passive Magic
Free Period Two: Report to the Study Hall or the Grounds for Break
Period Five: Tactics and War History, Core Subjects (You have no choice here)
Three: Dinner
Period Five: Continued
Period Six: Advanced Magic Studies//Advanced Weapon Studies(Rigger)
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:49 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements-
White List
-_- let's fill this one up please
Black List
^_^ Keep this one empty!
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Rogue Phoenix Fire Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:50 pm
-The Story- -The Rules- -The Skeletons- -The Characters- -The Dorms/The Schedule- -The White List/The Black List- -Announcements- Announcements
I suppose I am ready to open up shop now...SEND 'EM IN!
TIME:
0 days before the first day. Student should either be arriving or already there...hopefully the ladder
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Posted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 6:04 pm
In truth that she learned,
or the times that he cried Evangeline walked the grounds and thought of the year previously. She had gotten the old weapons instructor fired for having an inappropriate relationship. She smiled smugly. She really had gotten a pretty good deal out of the whole affair. All she needed to do was wait to be caught with him.
Eva focused for a second before large black wings spread out behind her. It was a difficult transformation to pull off and had taken her many years to master. Spreading the wings out behind her rather than merging with her arms. Evangeline lifted herself into a join between two branches. It was almost time for school to start up again and it would be one of the last days she could could wear a dress.
For the next many months and then for six years after, she would be wearing a uniform of a Magic user and be in the military. Evangeline was not looking forward to it and was fighting hard to escape along with several other students who formed The Defiant. She might not be the poster-child for the group, but there were few better words to describe her.
In bridges he burned,
or the way that she died
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 2:04 pm
Conrad's third year.
What a joke.
Could life seriously get any worse than this? Conrad knew there were children starving in Africa - that was what Grandpa used to say to try and make him eat broccoli. He knew there were slaves, religious martyrs, and persecutions by the tenfold.
But still. He wasn't one of those victims, he was one of Hopper's victims. So no, life couldn't get any worse.
Perhaps it could get better.
Instinctively he looked up to the sky, then remembered that it was daytime. There wouldn't be any stars to guide him, thanks to strict dormitory rules. He had received strict discipline last year for sneaking out of bed after hours, trying to see the night sky. It was an experience he didn't like to talk about.
Yeah, things could not get worse. But walking around the school grounds, he couldn't help but hope that maybe things would get better.
The stars had looked promising last night, after all.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:39 pm
In truth that she learned,
or the times that he cried Evangeline snapped out of her thoughts and looked at who was coming near. Conrad Julius, at least she hoped, was his name. She recognized him from around. She put her fingers in her mouth and let out a loud whistle that pierced the grounds. "Hey," she called down to him. "Your Conrad right?" she was using her 'I'm a dim-wit' voice like she normally did around regular students.
She jumped down from the tree and walked over to him. She became serious and lowered her voice. "You hate it here right?" she did not wait for an answer knowing that he had been caught wandering around once. "Meet me under this tree at three okay? I can talk to you more then, but there is a group for kids who hate this place," she said quickly and with no trace of her drunk party-girl voice that she normally used.
In bridges he burned,
or the way that she died
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 2:31 pm
Conrad was a bit surprised at Evangeline's blunt order. She was known in the group of boys he talked with as the trouble maker, and they mostly resented her for making things difficult for them. After all, with her inappropriate relations with a teacher last year, it was questionable as to whose side she was really on.
Conrad didn't listen to those guys - he rarely listened to anyone - and he kind of approved Evangeline's rebellious spirit.
"I'll be there." He turned to wander around the grounds for the few hours that remained. Even if he was attending a meeting that was probably illegal, he wanted to steer clear of her long enough to be alive at three o'clock.
And it was a very alive Conrad that showed up under the tree at that hour.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:04 pm
In truth that she learned,
or the times that he cried Evangeline was heading over to the tree that Conrad was standing under with contraband papers in her bag when she spotted a teacher. It was Mr. Rigger, the weapons teacher for bladed and advanced weapons. He was mean and would be particularly cruel the next day if she was caught with what she had.
She gave a frantic look for a moment before she became a raven and grabbed the bag and flew into the tree. Her dress fell to the ground and she did not have time to go back and get it. Evangeline hung the bag on a branch and flew to a lower one. Her long talons wrapped around the branch tightly. She wished desperately that she could tell Conrad to leave quickly, but Mr. Rigger was too close and she could not speak as a human would.
In bridges he burned,
or the way that she died
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:08 pm
And the seasons, they go round and round
Silas was walking on the soft green grass of the yard when he spotted a student. Conrad, a freak with lack-luster powers, but not unworthy of a weapon. "Hey boy, what are you doing just standing there? Meeting someone perhaps?" he asked hoping to guess a member of The Defiant. Conrad would probably be recruited sooner or later. Maybe he would surrender the identity of his recruiter.
And the painted ponies go up and down
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 1:42 pm
Conrad cursed inwardly as Mr. Rigger approached. He taught two of his classes: Bladed Weapons and Advanced Weapon Studies. It was the class Conrad did best in - and the one he secretly enjoyed with a prehistoric, barbaric pleasure - but he didn't like the teacher any more for it. "I'm just enjoying my last hours outside, sir," he said respectively. He wanted to cut the man to pieces, but knew this was not the time to do that. He was unarmed, and Mr. Rigger quite likely had a few blades tucked away on his person.
Out of the corner of his eye he spied the dress on the ground, but he didn't show that he had noticed it. Instead, he tried to nonchalantly stroll toward the bushes.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 2:10 pm
And the seasons, they go round and round
Silas strolled onward without sparing the boy a second look. Silas could not bring himself to want to waste an extra second on these monstrosities. "Be on your way," he called over his shoulder without looking back.
He walked back into the building and took the stairs down to the bottom of the school. In the underground part was where most of the combat classes were. passive magic studies and fifth period were all in the upper part of the school, but underground was where they were taught to kill. Silas strode down the dark tunnel to where his classes were held. He grabbed a large, heavy sword and began practicing.
And the painted ponies go up and down
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