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 Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 6:39 pm
 This is the area right after the main entrance to the school.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 10:18 pm
𝕿HE TWO CHILDREN HAD ALSO NOT BEEN ABLE TO SLEEP FOR HUNGER, AND HAD HEARD WHAT THEIR STEP-MOTHER HAD SAID TO THEIR FATHER. IS THIS MY STORY? OR IS IT NOT? GRETEL WEPT BITTER TEARS, AND SAID TO HANSEL, "NOW ALL IS OVER WITH US." "BE QUIET, GRETEL,"
SAID HANSEL, "DO NOT DISTRESS THYSELF, I WILL SOON FIND A WAY TO HELP US." AT FIRST THERE WAS NO ONE HERE → THAT WAS ZERO. AND WHEN THE OLD FOLKS HAD FALLEN ASLEEP, HE GOT UP, PUT ON HIS LITTLE COAT, OPENED THE DOOR BELOW AND CREPT OUTSIDE:
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Storyteller had just teleported to the courtyard, thanks to the vampire who brought him there. He had spend a lot time there during the day, working hard. It had been up to him to check on the plants on that day. The courtyard was beautiful, and it took a lot work to keep it that beautiful. The bushes had to be cut carefully into different shapes, and the flowers had to be in perfect order too. But the result is breathtaking, so it's worth it.
But now the man was feeling a bit dizzy for some reason. Maybe it was because of the teleportation? Or maybe he was about to lose his memory again? He shook is head and turned around to look at the surroundings, but it caused him to crash on a complete stranger. And of course, the open wine bottle in the box spilled some wine on the stranger's shirt. It was the very same wine bottle that he had decided to open just for fun a short while ago. It was almost full, because he had barely tasted it.
"Ah, s-..." Storyteller said, when a sudden, headache kicked in. He had tried to apologize, but he just... Couldn't.
Then he staggered, and his vision blurred out for a moment. That meant that the omniscient man had gotten another memory loss.
It was not that unusual, since he usually experiences them all the time. This was only the second one today. So now, his memory was wiped out completely once again. And when he opened his eyes, something quite shocking happened.
...Frenchstylecountryardplantsbushes... flowersthestudentoftheacademy... vampireteleporting...
An unmeasurable amount of information was poured into his mind. It was usually normal for him, but the first seconds are always quite shocking, since he did not even remember any of this any more. In fact, he could not even recall his own name. He had no time to think about it yet.
...LeucanthemumvulgareNeroMortefrenchcigarettebrand... thenumberofthestarsinthesky... 17yearold17solarmasses...
"What..?" , he said in a complete confusion.
Soon after saying that, Storyteller found himself laying on the ground. And yet he still had no idea what was going on.
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𝕺H, IT MAKES US SHUDDER!" THE YOUNGER SAT IN A CORNER AND LISTENED WITH THE REST OF THEM, AND COULD NOT IMAGINE WHAT THEY COULD MEAN. "I", STORYTELLER, APPEARED THERE → THAT MEANS ONE. "THEY ARE ALWAYS SAYING, IT MAKES ME SHUDDER, IT MAKES ME SHUDDER! IT DOES NOT MAKE ME SHUDDER," THOUGHT HE. OR WHAT IF "I" AM A NO ONE → ZERO AGAIN? "THAT, TOO, MUST BE AND ART OF WHICH I UNDERSTAND NOTHING!" THE HORIZON BETWEEN NIGHT AND MORNING → WHY IS THAT TWO? AH, THE MEMORIES START TO FADE AGAIN.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 10:36 pm
 
When Matthew appeared from the brief fire he stretched. He only teleported when he tired of walking.
Matt had been admiring the courtyard's flowers when he saw the storyteller go down. "Hey you, what do you think your doing?!" He said in a stern voice. Matt didn't know why but he found himself angry.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 11:33 pm
Matt was going to speak, but he decided in a matter of a millisecond that he should act. Matthew flashed in front of Scorpio and grabbed his collar. He lifted him up with ease, as black blood veins spread across his face and into his eyes. His eyes had already changed from green to red, the white of his eyes had been stained by blood.
He pushed him back with a great force. But to matthew it felt as if he was swatting a fly.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 12:22 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 8:32 am
Matthew's eyes returned to normal and he looked back at the guy. "What the hell was that?" The guy asked. Matt smirked, he opened his mouth to reveal two very sharp fangs, which he pointed at.
"How very rude of you to mess with a member of the academy's staff." He said calmly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 10:21 am
Kat watched the commotion as she slowly approached them, her wings folded tightly against her back. She held her tome close to her, the last thing her mother ever gave to her.
She paused in her step as she approached the one who mentioned something about being a staff member.
Um excuse me? Did you just say you are a staff member here?
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 11:29 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 12:35 pm
𝕿HE TWO CHILDREN HAD ALSO NOT BEEN ABLE TO SLEEP FOR HUNGER, AND HAD HEARD WHAT THEIR STEP-MOTHER HAD SAID TO THEIR FATHER. IS THIS MY STORY? OR IS IT NOT? GRETEL WEPT BITTER TEARS, AND SAID TO HANSEL, "NOW ALL IS OVER WITH US." "BE QUIET, GRETEL,"
SAID HANSEL, "DO NOT DISTRESS THYSELF, I WILL SOON FIND A WAY TO HELP US." AT FIRST THERE WAS NO ONE HERE → THAT WAS ZERO. AND WHEN THE OLD FOLKS HAD FALLEN ASLEEP, HE GOT UP, PUT ON HIS LITTLE COAT, OPENED THE DOOR BELOW AND CREPT OUTSIDE:
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Storyteller had been watching everything from the ground. This headache of his was unbelievable. It blurred his vision, caused immense pain and was just unbearable in every possible way.
After a few minutes he felt a bit better, though.
These amnesia attacks were never pleasant. The only good side of them is the fact that he could not remember that he had experienced this countless times before. He usually got at least a few of these in a day. Today had been a good day, because this was only the second time today when he had lost his memory. This one, however, had an awful timing. Lady luck was just not on Storyteller's side.
He had only a vague memory of pissing off someone just a moment ago, but he wasn't too sure. The information about the commotion just a while ago was like a drop in the sea of information, that had just been poured into his mind. Storyteller did recall seeing that this vampire here had defended him, though. ...Who was that man, anyways?
Well, because of his unique talent, he knew exactly who the vampire was, actually. The vampire was named Matthew Palamara, and Storyteller was able to tell many things about him. This place was the courtyard of the Dragon Isle academy, and he was able to list every and each of the flower species here. And that female who had just spoken a while ago was a quite new student of the academy. Her name was Katsumi Soldari, and Storyteller knew almost everything about her too. He had no idea why did he know all this, he just... Knew.
"...This Academy has currently 102 staff members, so there is a high possibility to meet one of them here," Storyteller said and looked at the student.
The number included even the ghosts and non-materialistic beings who were ordered to do a certain task, but they weren't officially working there. He seemed to know a lot of things.
Then he realized something. He didn't know who he is. He had no memory of his personal life any more. He didn't remember seeing neither of these people before. He knew a lot about them, but he could not recall any personal memories of them that belonged to him. In fact, he had no personal memories at all. He didn't know anything about himself. His memory losses were always like this, but he didn't know that either. So, he had no other way to find out than ask.
"...This might sound weird but... What's my name?" , Storyteller asked and looked at Matt.
What was this strange familiarity that he felt when he looked at the vampire? It's not like he would remember ever seeing that man before.
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𝕺H, IT MAKES US SHUDDER!" THE YOUNGER SAT IN A CORNER AND LISTENED WITH THE REST OF THEM, AND COULD NOT IMAGINE WHAT THEY COULD MEAN. "I", STORYTELLER, APPEARED THERE → THAT MEANS ONE. "THEY ARE ALWAYS SAYING, IT MAKES ME SHUDDER, IT MAKES ME SHUDDER! IT DOES NOT MAKE ME SHUDDER," THOUGHT HE. OR WHAT IF "I" AM A NO ONE → ZERO AGAIN? "THAT, TOO, MUST BE AND ART OF WHICH I UNDERSTAND NOTHING!" THE HORIZON BETWEEN NIGHT AND MORNING → WHY IS THAT TWO? AH, THE MEMORIES START TO FADE AGAIN.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 1:42 pm
Katsumi glared at the kid as he disappeared into the shadows, messing with the shadows of the other two men. She shook her head in annoyance.
Show off She thought to herself. She stepped over to the guy on the ground and knelt down, holding out a clawed hand. She heard his statement of the amount of staff then his question.
You do seem to know a lot about this place. My name is Katsumi, here let me help you up, perhaps we can find someone who does know your name? She ended with a question, waiting.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 3:21 pm
Matthew smirked at the shadow trick, it was pointless. Childish even. He gripped his throat suddenly. He would need to feed soon or he'd begin to grow weak.
Matthew looked back at the man, he seemed to have amnesia...again. "I do not know your name, but you introduced yourself as 'Storyteller' earlier." Matthew said.
Matt stopped and winced. His skin seemed to grow much more pale, and black veins spread across his face and the visible parts of his arms. "Excuse me, i must...go." He said. But before he could leave an unfortunate student in the wrong place at the wrong time, walked by.
Matt flashed before her and gazed into the girl's eyes. "Don't scream, this won't hurt at all." He said softly, activating his sway mind ability. His retinas shrank and glowed slightly. The girl calmed down and Matthew took her arm and bit into it. His body regained color and the veins faded back were they belonged.
Moments passed and he pulled away. "Forget you met me, you don't know how you got these bite marks." He said as his ability activated. The girl snapped out of it and walked away. Matt turned back and smiled.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 5:26 pm
Katsumi looked between the two men, watched as the veins started to change in the one's arms and face. She nodded her head in his direction when he said he had to leave. She looked down at the man on the ground again and smiled. Is your name Storyteller? She asked gently.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 7:15 pm
OOC; DUN DUN DUN!!
A strange man in odd clothing hopped down from the roof. He had spotted him at last, the rumor was true. His son was back. The man now walking down the road was Lucian Palamara, Matthews father. Word had it he had been searching for his son for many thousands of years. Why? Was it for revenge? Or closure? Only Lucien knew for sure.
A young girl passed him, she was still in a haze, his son's handiwork no doubt. Yes he could smell his son on her, he was close.
Then there he was, his son. Just as he was over 15,000 years ago. He smiled. "Hello my son, it has been a long time." His deep voice spoke softly. His son froze in place, his eyes wide with shock.
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