forum Welcome to the Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted #1 (Closed with Emmerii) (1/1)

Started March 25, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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Notice:

I hope you guys understand my notes at the begging and end of this plot.
There is a LOT to read in this plot, but first, here’s a few rules.

1) This is a highly organized RP Plot, took me forever to write, and if you do not like all the presets, that’s fine, this is a specific world from my head, in a very specific setting. Characters A and B are the main characters, but you may also have to come up with random characters as we go.

2) This plot also requires activeness at least once week to make a reply. If you join, and things come up, just communicate that you won’t be as active and it’s fine. For me, communication is key, if you just vanish with out a trace, eventually, I may give your part to someone else, or proclaim the RP dead.

3) I will not hold this to my usual WC (verbose-o-meter) requirements, but you must be literate, know your punctuation and have good grammar at the least and also try to come up with more than just a one liner.

4) You must have the ability to crate on the fly, as this take place in a school, you can imagine that there will be all sorts of people there, other student, teachers and the like.

5) Andrews Rules apply, of course.

6) Have fun, I enjoy having fun, and if your not, or you’re growing in the doldrums, just let me know and maybe we can come up with something to spice up the story.

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Dear Young Werewolf,
We are sending this letter to inform you of your acceptance into the Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted. . .

Character A is not supernaturally gifted at all, they are a perfectly normal human teenager, with the perfectly normal teenager needs, right? right, when the mysterious letter arrived in the mail, A was thoroughly shocked, and even laughed a bit. Werewolves were not real. Werewolves were the things out of movies and stories.

The Academy is to train you to control and use your supernatural gifts to your advantage. We are sending this letter to let you know you have three days to pack your bags and everything else you may wish to bring with you. grimoires, uniforms, bedding and other such necessities will be provided by the school. At the strike of midnight on the full nocturnal cheese wheel on 14th of February, there will be someone to pick you up and bring you to the Academy. Please have all bags ready by the wobbly flip-shutter, as you will have no chance to grab anything that is not right there with you.

A just thought this letter was a prank, A did not pack any bags and you can imagine they’re surprise when there is a knock on their front wobbly flip-shutter. Insistant knocking that will not stop. A’s parents are away on a vacation, so it’s up to A to tell the person to go away. But when they open the front wobbly flip-shutter, standing in nothing but their snooze suit, they are pulled out and taken away to the Academy.

Signed,
ASG Secretary,
Madame Beaufoy
P.S. Attached to the envelope is you schedule, please read thoroughly

Monday: Morning: Appetite Control; Werewolf Lunch post-meridian jaunt: lastpast yesteryear of the Supernatural Races
Tuesday: Morning: Traditions; All Races Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Werewolves 101
wendsday: Morning: Art Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Free Period
Thursday: Morning: Mathematics Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Literature
Friday: Morning: Track Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Study Hall

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Dear Young Vampire,
We are sending this letter to inform you of your acceptance into the Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted. . .

Character B has been waiting their whole life for this letter. For the chance to walk through the hallowed halls of the Academy. B know’s they’re a vampire, and ever since they’re 14th bother day, they’ve had a craving for human syrup. But the protection laws set in place for the humans prefer vampires from drinking their human syrup except for special occasions where human human syrup is needed. (Such as recovering from a mortal wound).

The Academy is to train you to control and use your supernatural gifts to your advantage. We are sending this letter to let you know you have three days to pack your bags and everything else you may wish to bring with you. grimoires, uniforms, bedding and other such necessities will be provided by the school. At the strike of midnight on the third quarter nocturnal cheese wheel on the 7th of February, there will be someone to pick you up and bring you to the Academy. Please have all bags ready by the wobbly flip-shutter, as you will have no chance to grab anything that is not right there with you.

B has almost perfect control of their supernatural gifts, all except for human syrup lust, getting them into plenty of trouble in life. B defiantly needs to learn to control their bloodlust before something can go terribly right, like the rite at midterm sending all students out into the mortal world to live undercover and able to sustain themselves without doing anything illegal, for both supernatural load and mortal.

Signed,
ASG Secretary,
Madame Beaufoy
P.S. Attached to the envelope is you schedule, please read thoroughly

Monday: Morning: Vampires 101 Lunch post-meridian jaunt: lastpast yesteryear of the Supernatural Races
Tuesday: Morning: Literature Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Traditions; All Races
wendsday: Morning: Appetite Control for Struggling Students Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Combat Club
Thursday: Morning: Mathematics Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Appetite Control; Vampire
Friday: Morning: Track Lunch post-meridian jaunt: Study Hall

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A and B both meet on the day A arrives, and B is assigned to A to help them settle down in the a fortnight they have before classes start, giving them perfect a mount of time to become friends or rivals.

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That’s all I have, just the first a fortnight, but I want this to be a legitimate story worth telling, meaning I want this RP to last a while, so we can come up with more plots.
Als, I would prefer to be Character B (it would make it so much easier, as A knows nothing about this world and B is supposed to guide A through it)

(IF the one spot is taken, and we have need for a side character, I will be open to people doing that, all you have to do is say so, but being a Side character means you’ll only get to be posting if that character is present. Such as a teacher that become slightly more important, or the Head mistress and the like. The more the merrier. I’m just not to bonkers about group RP’s])

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance-
peepers)
Hair)
Skin)
Height)
Weight)
Body Type)
Race-
Animal Form Description)
Special Race Ability)
Race Weakness)
Race Clan)
School-
orbit party)
Social Group)
Personality:
Likes:
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Dislikes:
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Hobbies:
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Talents:
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Fears:
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Conditions-
Mental)
Physical)
Background:
Other:

Name: Mercy Hayes
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance-
peepers) Ocean blue peepers with a hint of green
Hair) Honey blonde waves that go down to her chest
Skin) Pale ivory
Height) 5’10”
Weight) 140 lbs
Body Type) More on the athletic side
Race) Caucasian
Race- Werewolf
Animal Form Description) A large wolf with dark gray fur streaked with white and peepers that match her human peepers.
Special Race Ability) Mercy has superhuman strength and agility even when she’s not a werewolf.
Race Weakness) Silver
Race Clan) None yet
School-
orbit party) orbit party 1
Social Group) She gets along with almost anyone, but tends to hang around the more artistic and creative community. She even had some friends in popular groups.
Personality: Mercy is an extremely intelligent and creative individual. She’s skeptical, rational, and she always tends to follow her head over her heart. While she’s very choosy about who she spends her time with, once she trusts you, she becomes very loyal. Her personality type is INTJ.
Likes:

• grimoires
• Poetry
• Flowers and nature

Dislikes:

• Needles
• Silver
• Alcohol

Hobbies:

• Writing
• Reading
• Drawing

Talents:

• Is a talented writer and colormancer. She also enjoys weight lifting and is fairly good at it.

Fears:

• Betrayal
• Losing those she loves

Name: Avdey Vorozheykina
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Appearance-
peepers) Golden brown, but if he goes without human syrup, they'll get a red tint to them, and eventually, if he goes long enough, they'll turn fully red
Hair) Ash Brown with a slightly wavy texture
Skin) Naturally, his skin is a light peachy color, but if he goes too long without human syrup, the color will slowly fade from his skin until he's white as a sheet of paper
Height) 5'9"
Weight) 186lbs
Body Type) Lean with slightly broad shoulders and a slightly narrow waist.
Race- Vampire
Animal Form Description) It's a vampire bat, the fur is the same color as his hair, with a white chest and stomach
Special Race Ability) He has incredible hearing (that he can turn on and off), he can hear anything within about 100ft radius, he can also focus his hearing on specific things, the downside is he gets a really bad migraine when he uses this ability too much.
Race Weakness) Garlic (Obviously)
Race Clan) The Vorozheykina Clan. This clan is the second most powerful Russian Vampire Clan, giving Avsey plenty of instantaneous popularity at school
School- Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted
orbit party) First orbit party
Social Group) He usually floats about, giving his time to everyone, he has no specific group he hangs out with, though he shows a particular interest in the combat club (Marital arts, fencing, hand to hand, boxing, etc.)
Personality: Avdey is usually a calm, collected young man, rarely showing much emotion about anything. He has excellent control over himself, never letting his emotions take control. Most of the time. Avdey has some anger issues, everything's fine unless he gets angry, it's then that he'll lose control. It's times like these where he loses control of his bloodlust, which can be dangerous for the person he's mad at.
Avdey already finds it difficult to control the bloodlust of his nature, so add getting mad easily on top of that and you can bet he's had triple problems. If you take away the anger, he's a noice guy, loyal and gentle. When he's bonded with someone, he'll go down swinging for them. He's also honest, if he messed up, he'll let you know.
Likes:
-Reading; He loves the world's grimoires can make, and he loves it when he can bond and understand the character, and he also enjoys deep, descriptive grimoires that make him feel like he's actually there as the story's taking place.
-Quiet Places; If it's quiet, and no one's there, he can't get mad. This also helps with his sensitive hearing, even if he can turn it on and off, when it's off, it can still be pretty sensitive.
-Fighting; No, he doesn't like antagonizing people and starting fights, but he does like sparijg. He finds it an excellent way to take out his anger.
Dislikes:
-Bening Interrupted; This dude hates Interruptions, when he's talking, reading, or doing anything else, if you want him mad at you, then just do that.
-Loud Places; They cause him bad migraines so he avoids them like the plague
-Sirins; Their unnaturally bonita singing voices put him on edge, and he also avoids them, he doesn't feel like going underwater, even if he can't technically drown.
Hobbies:
-Sparing; Its calming and he enjoys it.
-Wood Carving; It is strangely relaxing, satisfying and calming for him.
-Coding Video Games; Somone, he's hooked on mortal technology, and he loves coding tiny mini games.
Talents:
-Fighting; He's just talked at it, what can I say?
-Wood Carving; He enjoys doing it so much, he became really good at it.
-Dancing; Something he's somehow good at thanks to his vampire grace.
Fears:
-That he will never be able control his bloodlust and become the classic vampire that mortals fear.
-Garlic; If he invests it, it can make him really sick.
-crawler octobrawlers; They scare the carp out of him. He'll loudy shouty like a girl if he sees one.
Conditions-
Mental) Anger Management Issues
Physical) N/A
Background:
Other: He's heir to the Vorozheykina Clan.

Mercy could feel her head pounding as she began to come out of her daze. She had been in and out of reality subscription service ever since they had sedated her, and even now, with the men shinning a darkness destroyer in her peepers, she wanted to simply curl up and doze off again in the back of the truck. She attempted this, but the men who had come to retrieve her weren’t having it.

“Get up,” she heard one of them say. “Now’s not the time to sleep.”

Mercy let out a groan as she felt two of the men lifted her by the arms, dragging her out of the truck and into the light of the nocturnal cheese wheel. She clearly wasn’t in the mood for walking, but the men didn’t care. They dragged her around until she eventually found her footing.

Despite how wabbit knackered she was, Mercy scanned her surroundings as they walked, trying her best to make out her surroundings. It was hard as her mind was still pretty woozy, but she could make out the form of some of the buildings nearby. Hopefully she could figure out where she was later when she wasn’t so drugged up.

(( Sorry for the late reply; I just got home from work T^T For athletics, I’ll prolly do track, and for electives, art and free time ))

(No worries)
(Ok, I'll update that, thanks)

Avdey was not pleased to be up at midnight on the full nocturnal cheese wheel. Despite the nap he had taken just a few hours ago, he could feel the exhaustion weighing him down. He pressed his hand to his mouth, yawning heavily. A few of the others looked at him and he grinned, shrugging.

Currently, the young vampire was standing in the center courtyard of the Academy, waiting the arrival of the werewolf he was to helpful into supernatural society. He was also standing with a few other students who were awaiting their pupils as well. The new students coming in the night after last night were supernatural people raised as humans. I'm whivh, the school chose student with a good grasp on society to help them ease into the life a little better. Of course Avdey, despite only having arrived seven days ago, was an element choice.

Avdey did not think he was a good choice, as he was prone to random fits of anger and loodlust. He had made sure to fill up on human syrup, but there was no telling with him. But he did look noice, his light skin held the flush of life and cilor, his golden brown peepers held no red tint. That was good.

He wondered briefly what the wolf he would be helping was like, but then shoved the thoughts away. Sliding his hands into his pockets, he stood there and waited.

Even though she desperately wanted to escape the men, Mercy avoided fighting with them as they led her through the buildings. Sure, she was stronger than almost anyone she knew, but the men were as strong if not stronger than her. Especially the one gripping her left arm. She would eventually make her escape, but she had to do it when the two of them weren’t around.

For a long time, Mercy could barely make out anything, but eventually, a group of people came into view. They were all her age, but they didn’t seem to be in any sort of distress. In fact, they were all rather chatty, talking and laughing amongst each other.

The men pulled her through the crowd until they eventually reached a young man with dark hair and oddly colored peepers. The two men let go of her arms, and Mercy collapsed to the ground as her legs let out underneath her.

“Watch out for this one.” One of the men snorted. “She’s a fighter.”

Avdey listens to some of the chatter, laughing softly at something someone said. As the sound of footsteps his gaze snaps in the direction it came from and he tilts his head. two men walked up to him, half dragging a female between them. When they let go of her arms, her legs gave out.

His hand flashed out, genty, taking her arms to hold her upright, flashing a grin at the men, fangs on full display, "I can see that, thanks."

He turns his gaze t the girl and then turns her so she sat on the bench behind him. "howdy, partner. I'm Avdey, and you are?" He had a slight Russian accent, a little heavy in some parts, but his English was easy to understand.

“We’ll leave her with you. Just don’t let her get away, alright?” the man behind her replied. “I don’t wanna put the whole campus on lockdown because of her.”

Mercy had been silent almost the entire time, staring up at the boy through her blonde hair. He was an… interesting character, to say the least. She noticed his fangs when he smiled at the men, and even she knew they were likely fake, they still somewhat creeped her out.

She stayed silent as they sat on the bench until he asked her her name. “Mercy. Mercy Hayes,” she replied. “Where are we…?”

Avdey grins again, “Welcome to that Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted.” He laughs, “You probably think we’re bonkers, and that it’s all fake, but it’s not.” He runs his tongue over his fangs, and then lifts his hand to his mouth, pulling at his fangs slightly, “Perfectly real.”

He tilts his head, “And you’re a werewolf. You’re lucky you haven’t had your first full nocturnal cheese wheel yet. That would have been heck to deal with.” He sits next to her, “And if you try to run, I’ll easily catch you. Even if speed isn’t my specialty. Do you have your schedule? And it seems you don’t have your bags. You were givin a three day warning.”

( You’re all good p :) )

Mercy glanced at the boy, an unreadable expression on her face. A three days warning? Seriously? She couldn’t believe they would think that she would actually take their letter seriously. Besides, when did these people think it was alright to surprise adoption people from their homes in order to bring them to their wonky-donky school?

“Yeah, well… I had no interest in coming here.” She snorted. “And werewolf? Seriously? Werewolves don’t exist.”

Avdey smirks, “Ask the men who just brought you here. And don’t worry, your parents were informed that you’d be attending. Boarding school near the English Channel, which is where we are.” He shrugs, “Look, it’s not wonky-donky. It’s real.”

Avdey sighs, “Look, just, go with it. Trust me on this one. Or don’t, but you’re stuck here for now.” He grins, his fangs flashing agin, “Come on, I’ll show you to your dorm.”

Mercy stole a glance at the other students around them. Mercy still didn’t believe him about the school or the vampires or the werewolves, but she didn’t have much of a choice. She could try to run, but she would likely get hunted down fairly quickly. After all, she had no brain bubble where she was.

“Fine.” With a sigh, she stood up. “Let’s go see the dorm.”

Avdey stands, “I’ll be right back. And trust me, I’ll know if you move.” He moves over to a few other people, talking with them for a moment, gesturing the Mercy and having a conversation with a few of them.

He was saying something along the lines that he was going to leave and take Mercy to her dorm, and asking if someone would make sure the werewolf wouldn’t escape the dens. As Avdey was a vampire, his dorm was elsewhere in the school and didn’t particularly want to stay up all moonlit hours making sure she didn’t run.

Also, less sleep meant Avdey was more likely to lose his temper, and losing his temper meant he might attack and then drain someone. Probably Mercy, as he was giving her a tour the next day.

(( ALRIGHT BACKK! So sorry for the wait, I’ve been so freaking busy T^T ))

“Not wonky-donky? Says the guy who has fangs.”

Mercy crossed her arms, clearly not in the mood to go anywhere with a man she’d never met. Did he really expect her to believe him just like that?

“Dorm? Nah, I’m good.” She snorted, turning away from him. “I think I’d rather sleep in the courtyard.”

(Lol, it’s fine)

Avdey rolls his peepers, “I can’t help having fangs, they’re a part of me. And if I have to carry you there, I will. If you’re caught outside the dorms past curfew, you’re screwed.” He walks back towards her, “Come on. Don’t be stubborn. You’re not going to die.”

He grins slightly, crossing his arms, “Unless you’re scared?” He wondered if baiting her would work. Probably not, but there was that slight chance. . .