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Elizabeth Donne
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Elizabeth yawned as she walked out of her room towards the community living room, rubbing her eyes. She was dressed for the most part all she was missing was one of her many sweaters. After rubbing her eyes she stretched hearing a few satisfying pops in her back. Walking over to the small kitchenette she quickly through some toast in the toaster, and turned on her small electric kettle.

She was moving like a zombie, the mornings were not her thing, she didn't even notice her new roommates. The one she didn't get to meet last night, due to her being late last night. Noticing she was missing her sweater she walked back to her room throwing on a black sweater with gold stars and swirls it. Elizabeth then went back to the sound of her toast popping out of the toaster, pulling out the cream cheese and smothering her toast in it.

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Milliara Rakoto ( @Cmeriwether )

 

[Godjacob]

Kimiko "Kim" Takahashi
Location: CKim's Dorm
Interactions: @Inkage (Pamala), @Cryronn the Mudkip (Riley) & @Void_Nugget (Amaryllis)​

Kim of course did not notice Pamela's expression with her back to her as she entered the room. She seemed nervous as she addressed her, as Kim wondered if she was struggling not to mess up her name again or maybe cover for thinking the pile of pillows and sheets had been here but Kim merely sighed internally on the matter.

"Without dedication one cannot expect success. I trust you all understand that to be at this school." Kim mused to Pamala as Kim worked to fix up her hair from the early morning workout. Though as she did, Pamala gave some advice on how to brush hair. A silly concept at first, but as she listened to the girl and even saw her demonstrate, she realized the technique may have had some validity and she began to adopt that style and sure enough, one pesky knot seemed to be at a better angle as she brushed through it.

Kim may have been an academic ace, she may have worked herself to the bone to better her abilities, but simple things like this well, even she seemed was not above tips. "T-thanks uh, your advice wasn't a bad suggestion..." Kim mused, a bit sheepish given she was not used to praising of others.

But her attention turned to Riley who seemed to be full of her usual energy for better and worse. As she mispronounced her name Kim rolled her eyes. Was it really that hard for people!? It was Ta-ka-ha-shi. Just 4 syllables!

"Takahashi. And seems you are have your...unbundled energy refueled for the day." Kim said to the girl, though as Riley presumed they were gonna go to the cafeteria as she seemed to tease flexing her powers and even sticking like a section of her body out of the room and then back as Kim moved to the bathroom to freshen up.

"One shouldn't feel the desperate need to flaunt. Your abilities should show themselves in more fitting situations." Kim said, ever the no fun authority not that she'd claim authority here as she worked to adjust and check her hair int he mirror and once she was done she was ready for breakfast.

As she got her backpack the alleged honey thief seemed to finish up as she got changed and asked about the lessons as Kim led the way into the hall and gave her own thoughts.

"Suppose I am eager to see more of what the best school in the west coast has to teach us. I expect it to live up to the lofty standards." Kim mused to Amaryllis ever with her formal tongue as she prepared to make her way down the hall to the cafeteria.

 

[RhythmThief]

Orion

It felt like he was walking through a tunnel. The darkness was immense and impenetrable, wrapping him like a cocoon and drinking in the sound of his footsteps and quick breaths. Groping for even the smallest sign of reassurance, a hard powdery sensation met his outstreched palm and sent tiny plumes of dusting spraying through the gaps between his fingers. Thank God.

If cavern walls had handlebars, Orion would be gripping them for dear life. For now, though, simply pressing his fingertips into the bumpy surface and resolving to never let go had to suffice.

With small, premeditated steps, the adventurer tiptoed through the passage, stopping abruptly at a sight that made his heart lift with hope. In the distance, like the struggling flame of a single matchstick, shone the slightest and most surreptitious light, so miniscule that only those who knew the terrifying experience of being entrenched in shadow would instantly notice it.

Enthusiasm without knowledge makes mistakes, Orion.

The words came to him like a distant echo, and at that point he couldn't tell if it was real or just another figment of his desperate imagination. He found that the words had burrowed their way into his heart regardless, tempering his joy and sharpening his perception. Never losing contact with his destination, in fear that it may vanish as quickly as it appeared, he kept moving.

Slow is smooth, and smooth is fast, son.

The adage had slotted into Orion like a missing jigsaw piece. As he kept his movements steady, the golden dot of lumiescence grew into a circle, expanding, rising. Fighting the temptation to break into an all-out-sprint, he closed his eyes. It was getting so bright now. He didn't open them again until he felt a gentle warmth on his skin.

"．．．Ｏｒｉｏｎ．．ｂｒｅａｋｆａｓｔ　ａｎｄ　ｓｃｈｏｏｌ．．．　Ｙｏｕ　ｄｏｎ＇ｔ　ｗａｎｎａ　ｍｉｓｓ　．．．　ｆｉｒｓｔ　ｄａｙ　．．．　Ｉ　ｃａｎ　ｃａｒｒｙ ．．．"

The waking boy raised his head slowly, and his hand found Tsugikuni's outstretched forearm.

"T-Thanks, dude..." He managed to exhale, though it took everything he had. With his dormmate's support, he slowly rose to his feet. After a few unintellgible groans, accompanied by a jerked thumb toward the bathroom, Orion span around languidly and trudged into the chamber.

A few rivers of cold water and a pep talk later, Orion emerged from the bathroom and scrambled for the bedroom, freeing up the bathroom for Tsugikuni, or even Marcel if he was evil enough. Desperate to shake off the chill circulating around his body, Orion threw on whatever clothes he could find, which (as it always did) ended up being a masterpiece worthy of runways worldwide.

The outfit in question, for the fashionably-inclined, was a plain white t-shirt under a black denim jacket, ripped jeans of the same colour, and his favourite pair of Timberlands. Throw in the stud earrings and dog tag necklace, and we have a winner!

With this invincible sophisticated bad boy vibe, there wasn't a woman on earth who could resist.

As he sat down on the common room sofa, Jake already having likely left for class, the drowsiness finally started to vacate. The mysterious dream he'd had whilst still knocked out came to mind. He began to scramble around his person for his phone to jot down the details of said dream before he forgot them - only to find his mobile was missing! Well, if you count 'laying uselessly on the common room floor' as missing.

Reaching over and picking it up, Orion was mortified to find that the tabs he'd visited last were still open. How much did they - you know what? Didn't matter.

Orion had nothing to justify!

The squirrels here were clearly planning something, and he sure was heck wasn't gonna be the among the poor dopes sent to the acorn factories once they enacted whatever scheme they were cooking up.

And that Ralyegh guy -he said he was an Innsmouth. From what Orion could gather, they were a fairly prolific family of archaeologists, and had a hand in some pretty big discoveries. If that was the case, then it wasn't too much of a stretch to say that Orion's parents might have known them.

But 17 or so years ago - which would've been around when Orion and his classmates were born - they disappeared. No trace, nothing. Just like Orion's own parents a few years after.

It was unnerving.

Of course, there was that last research topic, but that was just to send corrections to the article's author! Promise! When one is gifted with great talent, especially on the topic of dealings with the opposite sex, isn't it only right to share that gift with your fellow man?

Orion sat back down and ruminated, writing down what he remembered from his bizarre dream until Tsugikuni would appear back in the common room.

Interactions: Tsugi @Cryronn the Mudkip , Marcel @MarcelGalliard790

 

[Inkage]

Pamela
A flare of satisfaction flared in Pamela's eyes as Kim tried out her technique and thanked her for it.
"Well, no problem, Takahashi!" Pamela grinned in pride at earning a smidgen of respect from such a potential, powerful contact. "I know plenty of skills like that- my grandmother is a household goddes and has taught me quite a lot." Pamela leaned forward and added in an undertone, "If you ever want to hear more, I'd be glad to help. Least I can do for a roommate." Confident that she had gotten maximum efficiency out of that conversation, she turned towards Amaryllis and put on a look of awe and fascination.
"Amaryllis, your wings are just gorgeous. Do they ever get in the way when you sit? I met this girl yesterday- she is just the cutest thing! Her feathers were a pure white- yes, she had wings too! We didn't talk long. I met so many people last night- some girl with red hair- another who was just stunning, honestly...but back to your wings. Just gorgeous!" Pamela heard the bathroom door open, and wheeled around to see Riley. Something in Pamela twinged- guilt, maybe. She had to apologize in order to preserve her contact with her. Such an opportunity presented itself when Kim commented on Riley's energy. "Oh, don't tease her now," Pamela said, as she finished freshening up for the day, straightening a dark brown jacket over her light brown dress. A patented 'big sisterly' (or 'bisterly', if you will) outfit, oozing with casual class. "We'll need that energy to get through the day- you might find it encouraging by the end of it!" Pamela listened to Riley as she shoved her hand through a wall- followed by half her body. "T-That combined with your speed...it would make you unstoppable, even indoors...ah, but it also makes it harder to pick up things, I suppose. One slip up and there goes the dishes."

Having gave what she considered a reasonable amendment for her earlier behavior, Pamela listened to Kim and Amaryllis discuss lessons.
"Don't worry, Takahashi- I'm entirely sure we've all only scratched the surface of what's in this school. The next chapter of our lives start here. Let's only hope that we don't screw up our reputations on day one."
Throwing the door open dramatically, Pamela took a deep breath. "Highschool starts now, ladies," she said, turning around with a wild grin on her face. "Who's
ready?" Pamela didn't wait for an answer, leaving the room all cool-like, but hanging behind the door because, for all her bravado, she sure as hell wasn't going alone.
@Godjacob @Cryronn the Mudkip @Void_Nugget

Isolde
Isolde jumped and yelped, scared out of her embarrassment. "G-G-Ghost! Stalker! Intruder! Person!"
She peeked out from between her hands at the newbie, sizing her up as a threat...her eyes were analytical, with a cold quality to them. Freaky.
Is that how you make friends, Blondie?! Shape up or I'll haunt your nightmares!
the purplish figure in her head said. Orion had already haunted her the entire night, as had all the other strangers from last night, so it was a useless threat. Nevertheless, Isolde obeyed. Somewhat
"................I'm Isolde. H-Hello."
Inside, she panicked. Had she said too much? Would they think she was boring?

...Social landscapes are hard.

@Cryronn the Mudkip @Gold The Dragonite @Cmeriwether

 

[Godjacob]

Kimiko "Kim" Takahashi
Location: Kim's Dorm
Interactions: @Inkage (Pamala)
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"A Takahashi does not require the "need" for help, but I suppose if the time and place is fitting I may inquire about these other skills. An expanding of new perspectives cannot go too wrong." Kim mused a bit, her own subtle way of accepting the offer Pamala extended out while retaining the pride she was instilled with.

On the subject of Riley's energy being something they'd need she rolled her eyes. "I prefer to pace myself rather than bounce around at a 110 and then crash by the end of it, thank you very much." Kim mused a bit as she scoffed a bit at the worries of staining their reputations day one which she seemed to be unconcerned with. "Reputation is everything and I have no intention of letting it take any stains." Kim replied matter of factly.

When asked if they were set to go behind Pamala's bombastic kicking open of the door, Kim strolled out with a casual grace to her step as she seemed to make her answer clear. "Would be rude to be late as they say~" Kim said as she walked down the hall towards the cafeteria.

 

[Your-Friday-Filet]

Hamza

A somewhat short boy, dressed rather oddly in a white polo shirt and black dress pants, floundered through the cafeteria with the grace of a distraught penguin in the Antarctic winter. It was just a short time ago he was thrust into this school, and he still hadn't really come to terms with it, at least socially speaking. He had been nervous to pester his roommate in the morning, as he was an early riser, but managed to get in and out of the room before he could wake. After procuring his food, he moved to sit down at a table. He walked by numerous tables, but was met by far too many new faces, causing him to pace around the room with a subtly increasing affright. After a while, he just scowled at himself. Hamza liked talking to people, yes, but not when he was faced with this much of an onslaught. Furrowing his brow, he decided to just sit alone, at a rather lonely table in the back of the room. It's not like he could have mustered up the courage to ask anyone for a seat, anyhow. He had brought his backpack with him naturally, and pulled out a decently-sized book on astrology. He had first read the stuff when he was young, and he never grew out of it, but it would at least alleviate the rather tumultuous year he just knew he was in for. Reading the page intently, the outside world began to disappear, with the natural, early morning light from the windows providing ample legibility to the text in front of him.

 

[MarcelGalliard790]

The Prince Awakens
Marcel slowly got up and stretched his wings. Rubbing his eyes he got some clothes together and went to go and shower. After he finished showering, Marcel switched into his attire for the day. Consisting of a red Leather Jacket, with black and white checkered Jeans. Marcel ruffled some of his hair before fixing it up a little bit. He smiled as he looked at himself in the mirror. He knew today would be the day he would get closer to Fuyuko. Just enough to learn more about her background. Marcel blushed at the thought of an interaction. He quickly shook his head and left the bathroom, placing his dirty clothes into a nearby basket. He walked out of his dorm, wanting to meet Fuyuko.

The Assassin Arises
Samael similarly woke up and showered like Marcel. However, his attire was simple, his black coat draped over his shoulders as he put on his favorite cloak and put his scythes on his back. He walked out of his dorm not expecting to see anyone. But he saw Marcel, slugged his shoulder and left to go to the cafeteria. Samael knew the feelings between Marcel and Fuyuko and decided to leave them to their own devices.

(Long time no post @Cmeriwether )

 

[Cryronn the Mudkip]

SKIP-

Everyone has moved from the Dorms or Breakfast to Homeroom!

Richmond Brook

Richmond Brook, the homeroom teacher of this particular group of freshmen, watched as students piled into the class, eventually filling out the room-

Among them were-

Riley Deimi: Riley had sat closer to the front of the class, and was practically bouncing out of her seat with excitement. Her whole demeanor was bright as a lightbulb, as she seemed to be doodling already, even as the school bell signaled that class for the day, and the first class of the year, had officially started.

Tsugikuni Ginhoshi: With... Mixed success in getting Orion out of bed, Tsugikuni had moved to homeroom without much struggle, taking a standard seat near the middle of the seating chart. He had his notebook at the ready, prepared to take notes as was necessary. He wasn't expecting anything out of this world on the first day, but he would rather be prepared than not. He flipped to a blank page, and began to write with his stylish black pen- the shrunken form of his weapon. Seems it worked as a pen, regardless of its true function as an actual weapon he used in battle.

Nera Vasquez: Having found her way to the back of the class, she had nothing on her desk, besides her hands... which were tracing nails into the board, sometimes dragging scars into the plastic grain. Her body was... a bundle of zoned-out anxiety. After telling her dormmates she was a STRAIGHT UP MIND READER, she now felt... well, more isolated than ever. She didn't know if Arielle would be able to look past it, but she now was practically convinced she would never be able to be friends with Isolde. Why would anyone be friends with someone so naturally intrusive anyways? With an exhale... she was barely even fucking focused on class, mostly zoned out in her own mental stranglewood, hoping to god that none of her Dormmates would confront her...

Maya Aofumi: The young woman, unassuming as her base form might be, was rather attentive today. She didn't... want to be seen as a wallflower this semester, at least not normally... her personality getting enhanced by her masks was one thing, but if the unaltered persona of... herself wasn't interesting, what was the point? She had sat closer to the front, but not exactly front row like the sugar high Riley, who she was diagonally behind. She then perked up, as Richmond began to speak-

"Ehem. Settle down, keep conversations to a minimum if possible. I'm not blanket-banning talk... just be reasonable, is all. My name is Richmond Brooke, but you may call me Mr.Brooke. I teach mathematics here at Karma, but I am also an acting homeroom teacher. It's especially interesting if I am homeroom teacher for freshman... fresh perspectives are always interesting."

The man wore a rather formal suit... nothing super business-formal, but definitely straddling the line. He was quite well dressed, that's for sure... he certainly looked the part of a math professor. His expression was rather stern, though his voice was at least a little softer on the ears. He then opened an attendance book.

"When I call your name, come to the front of the class and introduce yourselves. A name and power will suffice if you're not one for long winded introductions. I understand if not, every person comes into high school with varying levels of self-confidence... so don't push yourselves to do more than you want to..."

(In each of your next posts, have your characters come up front and make their introductions in no particular order! Be elaborate if you want, but making sure the other students know name + at least one of your powers will suffice in any case! Feel free to talk among your peers as well!)

 

[MarcelGalliard790]

The Reaper of Fire
Samael looked around at his peers before rolling his one eye and deciding to get up to do the first introduction. He cleared his throat as he reached behind his back for one of his deep purple bladed scythes. “Здравствуйте, I am Samael Petrikov. From the cold capital of Russia, Moscow. As for powers, I’ll show you one. One which involves my prized possession which is linked to me. My Obsidian scythes.”

Samael extended his arm as the dark purple and black of the obsidian glimmered in the light of the classroom. “Scythe arts are my main specialty. I can use them to make my scythes either…” Samael drifted off before his scythe extended a bit and another blade appeared on the bottom. “Make it into more of a double bladed scythe. Or, my personal favorite.” Samael spoke as he brushed a hand on the bottom of the scythe and the lower blade faded into dust. What was noticeable was Samael’s eyes glimmered a bit orange and his hand looked almost bony and on fire. “As for that, I shall keep that a surprise. Don’t want to reveal all my tricks quite yet.”

Samael laughed a bit as his hand had returned to normal. Then, his eyes sparked orange for a second and then orange cracks appeared on the main blade of the scythe. As if it was fresh magma being creating the obsidian. Before the obsidian slowly broke and sunk into the now bright orange, heated, Magma scythes. Samael only showed it for a handful of seconds before coating a new layer of obsidian over it. “My magma scythes. A personal favorite of mine.” Samael then looked at the others before attaching the scythe back onto his back.

“Now then, I believe my part is done. I hope to make a few…rivals, here. And friends, of course.” Samael spoke before fixing his eyepatch. Showing a bit of the empty socket by accident. He lost his eye before coming to Karma High. Samael decided to keep the mystery as to how it happened as he went back to his desk, which was right next to Marcel’s.

Prince and his feelings
While Samael had introduced himself, Marcel knew all of Samael’s tricks and powers. So it wasn’t much of a surprise for him when Samael picked his scythe powers to show. Marcel would sketch pictures of Fuyuko during the introduction. Marcel blushed a bit as he sketched. His sketches were basic ones like hand holding and others had the two dancing together. Looking very regal and formal.

 

[D34N.U5R]

Our Favourite Smartass
Dean stretched as he stood up. Next introduction. Can't be too hard.

"こんにちは！ディーンです！この後、きっとあなたのお気に入りのオタクになるでしょう！Why am I speaking Japanese? That's not my first language. Anyway, I'm Dean! I'm ridiculously smart, I can control electricity to a very certain extent which I'm pretty sure is about an amp and a half but I'm pretty sure I can go further than that, I can scream at people to send them flying although that kinda rips my voice box, I can move at the speed of sound, I can play music that's comedically unfitting to the situation whenever the hell I want and I can control the volume- am I talking too fast? I'm talking too fast. It's been a lot more than 10 seconds somehow. I've taken up enough of your time."

Dean sat back down. He sighed, then thought about Samael. He seemed awesome. He was awesome, taking into account that he was the Burning Skull, of all people. Then he thought about that specifically pretty girl that caught his eye. He didn't exactly remember her name, but that's most likely because he hadn't talked to her personally. He couldn't wait to meet her, but he'd probably be a blushing mess afterwards. Oh well. Time to sit back and relax, he thought.

The Guy Who Made A Terrible First Impression
Miles decided not to stand up as he introduced himself. "I'm Miles Morales," he said, "Before I go on, sorry if I made a bad first impression yesterday; I'm not usually that stupid."

Before he went on, he tried to think about something. "Honestly, I'm just black Spider-Man with extra powers," he admitted with a laugh.

OH FUCK I'M LATE
Almost as soon as Miles finished introducing himself, Braedyn burst in and fell over, scrambling to find a spot. He quickly found a spot... behind who he could only assume to be a friend of the Burning Skull himself. Then he realized he was supposed to introduce himself. "Shit, I forgot about that. Sorry I'm late, I got kicked in the balls," he admitted, 'Anyway, I'm Braedyn, your painfully average and vulgar - pardon my language - fucking idiot."

Braedyn stood up, trying to at least make a decent first impression. "Okay, how do I put this first one...?" he said, "So... I can... I can rip air apart to... beat the shit out of people and- and it makes a random noise... and I mean random." Braedyn sighed with relief. He didn't know how, but he actually explained that decently. "Now with that out of the way, I can also turn my finger into a lighter," he said, doing exactly that, "Like I said, painfully average, but it works, I guess." With that, he sat back down.

"Please tell me I made a half-decent first impression or I'm gonna be in even more pain," he said, smiling like an idiot.

 

[Cmeriwether]

Fuyuko and Melanie Redtail

As Fuyuko arrived, she took a seat in homeroom, leaving a seat for Melanie, near Marcel. Today was the day, the first official day of High-school! As she looked around the room, Melanie had caught up, taking a seat next to Fuyuko. The young girl was currently possessed by none other than "The Actor". As she sat down, she looked over to Fuyuko to decide which of the two were going first. It was decided that Melanie would go first to get it out of the way.

"Melanie Redtail!"

As Melanie stepped up to the front of the Class, she saw very few people, and took a deep breath. She then held her sword, which is connected to one of the Spirits. She then prepared to speak.

"Hi, everyone, I am Melanie Redtail, And my Power is The Spirit Seeker, this sword is Tied to one of my spirits,"

Melanie disconnected the sword and sheath from her hip and lifted it up for the class to see. Fuyuko was beaming, as she knew her sister wasn't able to normally do this level of introduction without a literal stutterfest. Melanie's possession ended and she ran back to her seat faster than a scared squirrel. Fuyuko then waited for her name to be called.

"Fuyuko Redtail!"

Fuyuko took her turn after making sure everything was okay with Melanie. As she went up, she went up to take her turn.

"Hello, I'm Fuyuko Redtail, My Power is something a bit scary, I have The Spirit of a Dragon Bound to myself, and can do some interesting things."

The spirit Energy formed over her hands and feet, as wings and a tail formed from their typical spots, such wings from her Shoulders.

"This is the aspect I am willing to show right now, the other two abilities are far too destructive or big to be shown here."

As Fuyuko went back to her seat, she looked around the room to see a few others around.

@MarcelGalliard790 (You can have Marcel catch up to Fuyuko here if you want)

Omar and Gina Shieldson

Omar had awoken to a mess of voices around the dorm and went to get himself ready for the day. His first day of High-school. He looked at his pendant, and whispered.

"Dad, this is it, the first day of High-school!"

"Omar?"

Omar almost jumped, and turned only to find his twin sister behind him. As she looked at him, he looked back to see his sister. The two then got to class. As they entered, the two saw some one introducing themselves, as Gina took a seat, she saw Braedyn, the boy who she helped with the fight, giving his introduction. She watched intently, wondering about who he was as a person. Omar just watched.

"Omar Shieldson!"

Omar went up to the front of the Class, and prepared to take his turn. As he stepped up, he looked at the group of students. He then prepared his speech.

"Hello, Class, I am Omar Shieldson, and one of my powers is Analytics, which allows me to, when active, Counter a bad situation with seventy percent accuracy."

Gina suddenly threw a pencil at him, and Omar went to work, Dodging the pencil as he proceeded to catch the pencil in Midair. He then put the pencil in his pocket as he walked back to his seat. Then it was Gina's turn. She looked over to see Braedyn, who she gave a wave to as she prepared to take her turn.

"Hi, I'm Gina Shieldson, Omar and I are twin siblings, and one of my Powers is Structural Analysis, which allows me to analyze the structural integrity of a structure."

Gina didn't want to demonstrate either Power due to potential issues with the Structural Analysis. As she did this, she took her seat, next to Braedyn.

"Hey, Braedyn, you did good," Gina whispered to him as she sat next to him.

Omar had taken a seat behind Gina, and was completely confused. He had no clue about how the heck she knew this guy. He was sure he heard about a Dragon, something about scythes, and a few other things, including a guy with a lighter for a finger. Interesting. He'd want to meet The other people of his class.

@D34N.U5R (Gina to Braedyn)

Ryugetsu Asuna

When Asuna got through her morning routine, making sure everything was done, she was walking into the classroom and took a seat. Several people, including a name mentioned by her cousin. An Omar Shieldson? She will have to run it by her cousin to make sure if this Omar was who she thought he was. Otherwise, she was startled when one of the boys, apparently named Dean, started speaking Japanese. Asuna was Giggling a bit, because she actually understood what he had said.

"He introduced himself in Japanese. I'm pretty sure what he said was along the lines of 'Hello, It's Dean, I will surely become your favorite otaku!'" Asuna had whispered, taking a mental note.

Asuna was then called upon, figuring when the teacher looked at the sheet with visible confusion was when he was about to call her name.

"Hello, Ryugetsu Asuna, I flew in from Kyoto recently back to the States, I have Steam Engine as my main power, however, I will demonstrate my side power."

Asuna suddenly disappeared into the shadow of the Teacher's desk, then reappeared. She then gave a bow, and returned to her desk. She looked around the room.

 

[MarcelGalliard790]

The Prince’s Debut introduction
Marcel looked over at Fuyuko and smiled before feeling a quick slug to his shoulder by Samael. Samael did a small gesture with his head to tell Marcel to go up and introduce himself. Marcel smiled as he got up and walked to the front. However, He knocked his notebook which had the sketches off of his desk. The notebook landed next to Fuyuko as Marcel made his way to the front of the room.

“Greetings all, I am Marcel Cromwell. I am here to display one of my powers. Which is my Brimsoul energy, my main form of energy that I use.” Marcel introduced himself before he took a deep breath. Marcel floated up a bit, his hands were out a bit. A red energy formed over him, still leaving him visible to the others in the room.

The energy formed a more demonic shape around Marcel. Sharp clawed hands, two pairs of horns on his head, sharper wings, sharper clawed feet, and a tail. Unconsciously showing an even scarier power underneath the surface of the prince. The energy faded as he landed back down on the ground. He fixed his hair and smiled.

“I hope I get to know each of you better so we can be friends.” Marcel spoke as he fixed his hair as he spoke. He walked back to his desk and sat down. He looked down and noticed his sketchbook was missing. Not knowing he had knocked it towards Fuyuko.
(@Cmeriwether )

 

[Void_Nugget]

Jake West
Watching wirh great intrigue as other students introduced them selves he perked up as his own name was called and sauntered towards the front of the class. He turned to face the class and after clearing his throat momentarily, he began his introduction "Hey there, my name is Jake, Jake West. It sure is lovely to be here with all you beautiful people. My abilities are pretty straight forward, I can charm people by singing, I can emit various pheromones and I can give people a power boost by giving them a kiss" he finishes with a wink and a playful air kiss before giving a dramatic bow and gracefully returning to his seat with a wide smile.

Amaryllis Cloverfield
Eagerly awaiting her name to be called Amaryllis nearly hit the ceiling when it actually happened as she flew straight up without much thought. She gently hovered back down and made her way to the front, "Hey I'm Amaryllis Cloverfield, I'm a fairy and I can do dairy things like change size, shoot little shots and fly, I can also turn invisible" she said in a blurry of words as she demonstrated each ability she mentioned as she mentions them. She remained in tiny form as she buzzed back to her seat, shifting back to normal once she reached her seat.

 

[D34N.U5R]

Dean and Braedyn, the worst possible duo to plan something
As Gina sat down next to him, Braedyn noticed that he got a very specific look from Dean. A sort of confused and amused look. Oh dear god.

Back to the point, Braedyn smiled brightly at Gina's compliment. "Thanks, Gina," he said quietly, "You did great too." Then he heard Dean's voice.

"Braedyn, I... wh- how?" Dean said, "I thought women didn't like you." Braedyn sighed deeply at this comment.

"Most women," Braedyn clarified, "She's not most-"

"I know, but I still have a point, don't I?" Dean joked. Braedyn knew there was no backing out of this one and just sighed, amused. "Sometimes, I wonder how you don't doubt me," Braedyn shot back. Dean smirked semi-sarcastically. "Fair enough," he said stifling a laugh. Braedyn shook his head and chuckled.

"My best friend..." he said, motioning towards Dean.

"...the bard. Except he won't seduce everything and roll a 20 for literally no reason."

Dean barely stifled a laugh, knowing exactly what to do. Braedyn stared, somewhat scared. Then Dean turned towards him. "I don't know," he said. Braedyn laughed quietly, then calmed down. And then he saw Gina and nearly jumped out of his seat. "Sorry, I- I forgot you were there," he said, "I got distracted." Dean just barely held in the urge to start singing the exact words "Braedyn's got a girlfriend" for obvious reasons.

@Cmeriwether (Braedyn & Gina)