Calamity Boarding School (STARTS LSU encouraged)

[Mystic_clown]

Calamity Boarding School, also known as the school closest to Hell. It’s a miracle that the school hasn’t been shut down and its students sent off to juvenile hall, or a mental asylum. This school is most likely one of the worst places to be on earth. No family in their right mind would send their child here. Hell, half of the students that attend aren’t even human.

The school’s become more of a city rather then an actual school, with students more concerned about surviving rather then learning. Even a class system has been put into effect.

And it’s not like the teachers are any better then the students. While there are still a few who try to gie the students some education, a majority of them have gone to do their own thing and have eventually a part of the class system.

And to make matters worse, disaster befalls the school on almost a regular basis. Alien invasions, deranged psychos bent on world domination, rogue dieties, you name it, it’s happened.

But anyway, enough about the school. A new year is starting and a new batch of fresh meat, er, I mean, new students, are unfortunate enough to be starting at this heck hole of a school. Every yar so far has been a rollercoaster of insanity and disaster. Will this year be any different?

Probably not, but anyway. I’ll leave you with this last piece of advice, hold on tight, because it’s going to be one hell of a ride.


Well, that’s enough for the plot. Now I’ve got a lot of explaining to do. This is pretty much a high school RPG. There’s not much of a plot, it’s pretty much just spending a year (or more, it depends) at one of the worst schools on earth. Now, before we go to the sign up, there’s a lot of stuff that needs explainin’. First up:

The Class System
As mentioned in the so-called plot, Calamity Boarding School has taken on a class system of its own. It’s pretty much divided into four classes.

Upper Class: The aristocracy of Calimity Boarding. These guys pretty much rule the school, along with the teachers. These guys live in the dorms (a privilage reserved only for them, the teachers and on some occasions the Middle Class). These guys got into power for one of three reasons, power, wealth or popularity. Mostly it’s a combination of the three. If you want a really good chance of making it a Calamity Boarding, try to make friends with these guys.

Middle Class: These guys don’t have it as good as the Upper Class. While they still get to sleep in the dorms, they are forced to share them amongst themselves, unlike the Upper Class who get it all to themselves. Some even have to sleep outside the dorms with the Lower Class. Apart from the dorms, there’s not much difference between them and the lower class.

Lower Class: These guys make up everyone else in the school. Unlike the first two classes, these guys don’t get to sleep in the dorms, they sleep everywhere else. Whether it be the classrooms, the caferteria, the gymnasium, noone really cares. Those who are unfortunate to have to sleep outside are usually given tents (provided by the Upper and Middle Class). While they don’t have it as good as the other two classes, they don’t really mind. Some people actually prefers this over the other two classes.

Teachers: The final class, these guys are similar to the Upper Class. While most get dorms, some choose to take up residence in their classrooms. What sets them apart from them and the majority of the Upper Class is the privilage of going into the Teacher’s Lounge (more on that later).

Ok, now that that’s out of the way, it’s time for:

Hazards:
As I’ve already mentioned, Calamity Baording is a really dangerous place. Now, we’re not talking about fires and such, I’m talking about all the stuff you thought wasn’t possible. Here’s a list of just a few of them.

Zombies: When you go to a school who’s Gym is built on an indian buriel ground, you’re bound to get the occasional zombie hord trashing the place and turning the students into mindless undead. They’re not much of a threat. They’re slow, mindless and all you have to dois take out their head. Although on some occasions it takes more then that.

Aliens: People often wonder if there was intelligent life in the universe. Well, obviously there isn’t, because of there was, they’d start their invasion anywhere but at Calamity Boarding. They may have superior technology, but seriously, if you try to take over/destroy Calamity Boarding, you’re asking for your invasion to backfire.

Dieties: Now, these guys are the interesting ones. They usually come to our realm for one reason for another, either it be to destroy all humanity, to bring about the end of the world, or just to go on vacation, one thing’s for sure, when one turns up, heads will roll. Especially if said diety falls in love with you.

Giant Mecha: For one reason or another, you’re almost garunteed that some form of giant mecha will trash the school. Whether it’s because it’s involved in some great battle or the pilote (most likely one of the students) didn’t read the manual, part of the school’s going to get demolished, so, for you’re safety, if you see a giant mecha, RUN.

This is just a few of the hazards that occure at Calamity Boarding School. There are others, mutant insects, mad scientists, super villian wannabes among others. Either way, you’re not going to be board this year.

Now, for one last thing. There’s no point in going to Calamity if you have no idea about where to be, so here’s a quick guide on:

Locations:

Dormitories: Dorms are the calamity equivilent to penthouses. The dormatory building’s two stories high. The Upper Class and the Teachers take the dorms on the top floor, while the middle class take the dorms on the bottom floor. It’s as simple as that.

Courtyard: A place normally busling with activity. A place for socialising and shopping. A numberm of students (mostly Lower Class) set up their stalls to sell their stuff (whatever that may be). You can even get weapons here. But, of course, this isn’t that big a deal since you need to defend yourself.

Cafteria: As you may have already guessed, this is a place for eating. A number of the students have taken up jobs here to make a quick buck. Stage performances are sometimes held at night here, so it’s a good idea to stay up late.

Gymnasium: When not in use, this place is similar to the courtyard, but when events are being held, the place almost becomes like an arena. Mainly sporting events and shows that couldn’t be shown at the cafeteria take place here. Although if you’re in the Lower or Middle Class, these events aren’t free. The Upper Class and the Teachers get off because most of the time, they’re sponsering the events.

Classrooms: Believe it or not, there some teachers who want to educate the students here. What’s more surprising is that most of the students will attend these classes from time to time. Even some of the Upper Class come, although most of them get private tutoring.

Teachers Lounge: This place is almost like an exclusive club. Only the teachers and a select few of the Upper Class are allowed here. A very posh place where you can expect the best. All the grand decisions regardign the entire school are discussed here.

Wow, that was a lot. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get on to what’s important. The sign ups.

Name: duh
Age: also duh.
Gender: I will allow both, but only on certain cases. PM me first.
Race: be creative here. You hacve all the freedom in the world.
Class: Teacher, Upper, Middle or Lower, take your pick. However, I do not want too many Teachers or Upper Classmen. I want mainly Lower Classmen. If you’re a new student at the school, put new also.
Appearance: duh
Personality: also duh.
Weapon: like I said before, be creative, you’ve got no limits. Optional
Powers, etc.: This is the really fun part. There’s no limits here. Heck, you can even have the power to destroy the earth, just don’t expect to use it often, and if you do, don’t expect the Earth to stay destroyed.
History: duh
Relations: duh
Other:

And now, here’re mine.

Name: Gabrael
Age: ????
Gender: Male
Class: Upper
Race: unknown. Rumours are going around that he’s a human, angel hybrid.
Appearance: He’s got long, pure white hair which reaches down the center of his back and a face that can only be described as beautiful. His eyes are normally blue, however, ome people report that they change colour, depending on his mood. He’s got a lean, yet well sculptured figure (this is uncertain since the only skin shown is his face and that’s it).

As for clothing, Gabrael’s attire mainly consists of black, white and gold (most white). He wears a white, long sleeved, thin turtlenecked shirt with a white over coat over it with gold trim (this is usually done up). He also wears white pants, white gloves with gold trim and black, rather expensive looking shoes.
Personality: This guy’s a bit of an enigma. He’s quite and usually spends his time in thought. He’s soft spoken, gentle and well cultured. A number of people describe him as a ‘nice guy’.
Weapon: He wields two, rather ceramonial looking swords. The metal almost appears white with some gold. He calls these swords seraphin and cherubin.
Powers, etc.: He has an ability which has become known as ‘The Force’. He can move objects with his mind, control peoples minds, along with other actions, not unlike the Force from ‘Star Wars’ (hence its name). Rumours have spred about his other abilties, including that he has a pair of angel wings. Although, these rumours have not been confirmed nor denied.
History: Gabrael’s been a ‘student’ at Calamity Boarding for a while now and is a well known member of the Upper Class, mainly due to the mystery that surrounds him. He’s become notorious for his ‘Force’ abilities and the rumours constantly surrounding him. He’s become incredably popular with the ladies (as do most pretty boys) but he doesn’t seem interested in any of them.

Not much is known about his past. The most people can say is that he just appeared all of a sudden and became a student at the school.
Relations: none yet
Other:

Name: Zasz (his last name is unknown).
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Lower
Appearance: Zasz’s got wild, tangled brown hair which is tied into a ponytail and eyes which don’t match (one’s brown, the other’s grey). He has the sorta roguish charm that draws people to him (that, and his antics tend to draw attention).

As for clothing, Zasz wears a black suit, well, it would be a suit if he wore it properly. The jacket’s usually undone. The pants are held up with a large brown belt, the white undershirt is usually slopilly tucked in and his cuffs are normally undone. Even the tie to go with the suit is missing. He also wears a pair of dark brown shoes.
Personality: Zasz considers himself a bit of a slacker, mainly lazing about when there’s nothing to do. He does get serious when he’s on the job, but not much though. He’s also a bit fo a prankster. It’s wise not to get on his bad side, or else expect public humiliation like no other. Over all, he’s a pleasant guy to be around, although he can be a bit of an idiot at times.
Weapon: A pair of blades strapped on his forearms. They’re usually hidden underneath his sleeves but all he has to do is jerk his arm for them to slide out.
Powers, etc.: Apart from his mad fighting skills, not much. He does seem to have hightened sense, since he can hear and see what’s going on from a fair distance. But apart from that, nothing.
History: Zasz’s sorta like a mercenary at Calamity Boarding. He takes a number of jobs including deliveries, teaching certain people a lesson and on some occasions body guarding (this is mainly for the Upper Class). When he’s not doing jobs, pulling pranks on people or dealing with the constant hazards that plague Calamity Boarding, he’s normally slacking off at the cafeteria.

He was originally sent to Baording after getting expelled from his other school (he still insists that he was framed). He’s been here for two and a half years.
Relations: none yet
Other:


Zasz
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The bruenette stirred slightly as the sunlight slowly brought him from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes as he mumbled softly. He was laying on the floor in the kitchen of the cafeteria. Zasz had always slept in that area and was probably even willing to fight for it if anyone ever tried to take it.

This was quite understandable. The kitchen wasn’t a bad place to set up camp. There was always food, it was clean for most of the time and if anything attacked, he could always use one of the knives available. The only problem was that you could never get a sleep in. The cooks would eventually wake your ass up along with everyone else who chose to sleep there.

He let out a small yawn as he stood up and looked over at the clock. It was ten past seven. The cooks should be coming soon. Then it dawned on him,

It was the first day of the school year. A number of students had gone home for the holidays, but most of them (himself included) stayed at the school. The majority didn’t have family of their own and some just prefered the school over their homes.

A small smile crept on Zasz’s face as he went to grab an apple to munch on. It wuold be good to see everyone back.

A new year. A whole new year of fun was ahead of him.

“Good mornin’ world.”

Gabrael
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Gabrael had always been an early riser. He sat by his window, watching the sun rise. His room was decorated with blue and green crystals, so when there was no other light, the room seemed to glow with an unearthly green and blue light. Apart from the crystals, his room was furnished with highly expensive furniture.

Gabrael loved watching the sun rise. Many things with nature fascinated him, especially things as beautiful. But this sunrise was much more important then any other.

“And so, the year begins.”

Soon, everyone would be back at the school, and maybe even a few new faces. Sure, all the previous years had been chaotic and riddled with disatser and adventure, and this one would probably be the same.

But, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

The white haired enigma looked over at his two swords, Seraphin and Cherubin. Thankfully, he rarely had to use these against the other students. The only times were against idiots who wanted to take on the ‘pretty boy’. He smiled, remembering those times.

Then he realized that he was hungry. It was probably time to have some breakfast. However, today, Gabrael didn’t really feel like having any of the lucious breakfasts he and the upper classmen normally ate. He actually felt like something from the cafeteria. Sure, it wasn’t the best food in the world, but there was no other food like it. It had something that Gabrael enjoyed greatly. He stood up and headed for his closet, pulling out his shirt and coat. After getting dressed, he’d go get some breakfast.

Let the year begin.

[Roy Karrde]

Sorry I ment to have this up last night but got hung up on the powers and history. I hope it is okay M_C.

Name: Zakuro Akuma
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: American/Kitsune in appearance
Class: Middle Classmen
Appearance: He is somewhat clean-shaven although some days he can have a light beard; he has nice skin with out a pimple or smudge on his face. His hair is a deep rich black, which is also short trimmed, and somewhat messed up as he only barely combs it. He has light blue eyes and lightly tanned skin. He wears a very fancy looking black button down shirt, which has a collar suitable for a necktie except he doesn’t wear a necktie. He keeps his shirt tucked into his tan jeans at all times. He wears a nice black belt around his jeans and has a hole cut in them for his tail.
Personality: He’s an ass. Pure and simple, he likes to tease people, play jokes on people, and he likes to twist other people’s words. He is only intrigued by things that interest him but most of the time he is just a smart aleck, for a weird reason the only one he really is nice to is Sakura.
Weapon: None
Powers, etc.: When he whistles something random happens, a force field could appear or a explosion could happen, or even something else. He never knows so he doesn’t use the power much due to the unpredictability of it.
History: He came to Calamity a few years back, before then he went from middle school to middle school. Always being kicked out for being a nuisance. Although he was always top in his class grade wise, his behavior always resulted in him getting kicked out. He’s pretty happy being at Calamity now since he knows there isn’t that good of a chance of him being kicked out.
Relations: Has a crush on Sakura.
Other: Blah

[Arnen]

~Name: Stephan
~Age: Unknown (presumably around 220-something), but appears to be around 17
~Gender: Male
~Race: Vampire
~Class: Upper Class
~Appearance: At first glance he has the appearance of a tall, lean young man in his late teens. If you pay attention, though, you might notice the way he moves. You might see him in one place and blink to see him on the other side of the room. Or you might notice how unnaturally pale his skin is, almost like perfectly molded plaster, only softer and more smooth. Maybe the way light glints off his shoulder-length golden curls or his pale grey eyes sets you off. Or if you're lucky, he might flash you a smile, giving you a perfect view of his small, sharp little fangs. In any case, spend any amount of time with Stephan and, even if you didn't already know what he is, it won't be very hard to figure out. He usually wears nice-fitting velvet coats (usually black or grey, with gold or silver embroidery around the cuffs and the buttons) with white button-up linen shirts, black pants, and black leather boots. This old-fashioned style of clothing is probably not too unheard-of at Calamity, and is the only real hint at Stephan's true age.
~Personality: Stephan has often been called narcissistic. The term describes him quite nicely, even he will admit. He is rather obsessed with himself, and has been known to stare at his reflection (YES, vampires DO have reflections! Sheesh, read the Vampire Chronicles people! -_-')for hours on end. In his own opinion, he is the sexiest thing to walk the halls of Calamity, and he's probably not far off. Of course, his vanity is really not as great as it may seem. He actually spends most of his time trying to entertain himself. This could mean anything to keep himself busy -- flirting, starting fights, stalking people, or just generally looking for trouble. He basically lives (in a manner of speaking) to have fun. He also has a tendency to be very violent, especially when his looks and/or powers are called into question. Also, he never lies. On occasion he'll omit facts or twist words around, but in the end everything he says is true. Stephan also has a very strange sense of humor, and can find the oddest things funny. He's also very brave and loyal to the few people he respects. All in all, he's not a bad guy, if you can stand talking to him for more than five minutes.
~Weapon: Himself, as well as a silver rapier made for combat (yes, silver!)
~Powers: Think I'll divide this, seeing as I'm going to be very picky about what will hurt him and what he will laugh at.
-Powers: Stephan has small telepathic abilities, aside from the normal vampiric superhuman strength, speed, and senses (particularly eyesight, smell, and hearing). Any small wounds heal quickly, and most dismembered parts can reattach within a certain amount of time (excluding the heart and lungs), plus he's damn sexy. Face it: guys with fangs are hot.
-Weaknesses: Sunlight is the big one, but he can also be set on fire very easily. Yep, he just goes up like a match dipped in gasoline. And while he is more resistant to damage than humans, if he does get a good cut, the blood pours out like a fountain.
-Ways to kill him: Stick him out unprotected into the sun for more than a few minutes, chop his head off and make sure it won't reattach, remove the heart, light him on fire and burn him into ashes, or just completely mash up his entire body and separate it so he can't form back.
-Stuff to not even try because it won't work: Crosses, garlic, holy water, silver, flowing water, reciting prayers, stake through the heart (unless you rip it out in the process), any of that other "old-fashioned, superstitious rot", as Stephan calls it.
~History: He's been attending Calamity for a very, very, very long time. He could have graduated several times now, but has decided that it's more more fun to stay than to go out into the boring world. For this reason he rarely attends classes and spends most of his time simply wandering about, waiting for something exciting to happen, which it almost always does.
~Relations: Anyone? Come on, he doesn't bite... Well, ok, so he does bite, but still...
~Other: Look into my eyes.... yes, now walk towards my bed.... ((Also, forgot to mention, he has a faint accent something like French, but in his years at Calamity it's faded.))


-Stephan ~ Male Vampire ~ Upper Class-
In his dorm - First-person POV

The sky outside was starting to lighten. Not by very much, but with my eyes it was quite noticeable. The coming dawn always brought upon a sort of heavy feeling, a tiredness. Not very surprising, considering my position, but annoying nonetheless.

Yes, there were potions I could take, foul-smelling liquids I would have to mix with blood to stomach, that I could take to stay awake during the day. That's not to say that sunlight would do me any less harm, but it would stop me from dropping where I stood, my body instinctively fleeing to the nearest closet or other such enclosed space as my mind was shut off. The potion had been concocted by one of the teachers. He had owed me a favor, and of course, upon discovering such a mixture, he immediately rushed to give several vials to the middle-class girl who guarded my dorm during the daytime.

Today, though, I did not feel the need to use it. It would be the first proper school day at Calamity for this year, meaning lots of running about, newcomers asking stupid questions, and the lower-class becoming brave enough to venture into the dorms. I always prefer to spare myself this and simply sleep during these days.

I would have to hurry to make it to my rooms now. That wouldn't be much of a problem normally, but because of the time I was already feeling too sluggish to make good use of my normal strength and speed. I quickened the pace at which I moved through the corridors. I was already jogging much faster than any human could have sprinted, but I still barely made it to the door to my room. Nodding tiredly to the watch-girl, whose name I scarcely remembered was Susan, I nearly wrenched the heavy ebony door from its hinges as I dove into my bed and yanked the covers over my head. The windows were high on the walls, but stone slabs covered them at present. That was a very good thing, because I would not have had time enough to cover them before I fell into the deep sleep of the dead.

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Anyone's welcome to go into Stephan's room, if they can get past Susan (who is a telepath and telekinetic with a large axe, as well as Stephan's fangirl), but anyone but upper-classmen and teachers he would likely strangle in his sleep ^^; Needless to say, I probably won't be posting again until nighttime.

[Tsuki Megami]

Name: Kokoro, Sakura (Japanese)
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Kitsune
Class: Upper.
Appearance: She's pure beauty. Her long straight, black, elegant hair hangs down on her back and when reflected in the light, shines a gorgeous blue.
Her eyes are a dark blue with lighter shades mixed in to form a sort of hypnotic combination that can capture anyone's attention.
Mixing with her hair and eye color is her pale skin, though it might look degratifying on most, adds only more beauty to her perfection. Along with her slim lips, perfect figure, and not a blemish in sight, she's like a mortal Aphrodite.
Actually, the only difference between her and a human is the she has adorable fox ears that are a dark shade of blue, and her fluffy fox tail that's goes from black to aqua blue at the tip.
She wears a outfit much like this one. but Change all the pinks to shades of blues that match, the yellow to silver, and you get her.
Personality: She's quiet, reserved, and actually quite kind for someone who lives in Calamity High. She does have a side to her that can be described as 'playful', and then there's one last side forming a mischievous side that just loves to cause trouble.
Weapon: Metal growing finger nails. Much like the woman wolverine faced in the X-men movie.
Powers: She has the power to make ANY man fall to his knees, and to make ANY woman be green with envy. She has a power called the Goodnight Kiss in where she'll kiss any man, and seconds later he'll be slumped on the floor unconscious.
Her powers are basically limited to ruling over men, she can make then do ANYTHING she wants, and there's nothing they can do about it.
History: Not much is known about her, its known that she just showed up at Calamity High one day, but after that, she's a pretty unknown person. Rumours are that she is the mortal daughter of Aphrodite. This would explain her immense beauty. Which doesn't explain of why shes of Japanese Decent.
Relations: Open but none so far.

[font=kartika]-.-.-Sakura-.-.-

A rose...? She thought as she gently picked up the red flower that was placed on her desk. Raising an eyebrow while smirking, she lifted it carefully up to her nose and inhaled its sweet scent.

"Pathetic." She sighed with a hint of nastiness in her tone, tossing it away into the small garbage can beside her computer desk.

Sakura Kokoro, One of the few known women in Calamity 'High'. In fact it was a boarding school, but she was just too lazy to even think of the entire title. Instead, she just referred to it in a more 'catchy' title.
Sakura, you could say, was only known for her ability to turn any man into her toy. Though she never really used her power, she had been seen getting out of sticky situations by enabling it to take control. She didn't really like it, but no one needed to know that.

Slipping on her usually 'school girl' clothing, Sakura sat down in her rather comfy office chair. Immediately pressing the power button, her small white laptop powered up. She smiled, as the background (a cherry blossom tree) appeared, along with all of her short cuts.

[No New Mail]

"Damn..." She sighed out loud, hearing a few walk outside caught her attention. She shrugged it off. Knowing it was probably new comers... Damn... They are ANNOYING. Who goes running about the dorms this early in the morning? Especially past HER dorm.

"Stupid, annoying..." Sakura muttered, opening her door, and quickly closing and locking it as she stepped out into the hallway. She looked perfect, and quietly, unlike the rest of the people, walked down the hall.

One of them wasn't paying much attention to where they were going, and though she was probably the one to blame, she'd never admit it. Especially to someone lower then her. Sakura had managed to get out of the Dorm area and bump right into someone.

Hastily she snapped. "Will you watch where you're going?" Glaring up at the man who had bumped into her.

"I... Well.. Uh..."

"What are you a freshman?" Sakura snarled, crossing her arms defiantly. It was then she took noticed of his twitching tail, and his ears. Sakura frowned when he didn't answer. He only grimaced. She then smiled.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

"Umm.. No... I'm... Just Preoccupied." He nodded with his words, Sakura giggled.

"With what?"

He shrugged, his eyes quickly darting from side to side, but refusing to make eye contact with her. "Things..." He muttered, almost whispering it.

"Right." Sakura sidestepped him with more grace then any animal or creature existing. Almost like a dance step. "Well next time, pay attention to where you're going." She smiled, before turning, and continuing down the hall.

[-/Deathborn/-]

Name: Auoran Koros
Age: Its a bit complicated...looks are 20's, state of mind is 17, and his age time-wise is about 2,000. Most go with his state-of-mind age.
Gender: Male
Race: Ancient(described in other)
Class: Middle Class
Appearance:http://www.maj.com/gallery/Commander...e/refrence.png Remember, looks is 20's, state-of-mind is 17.
Personality: Most in Calamity would describe him as a "Napoleonic Powermonger". The teachers make sure he doesn't create a computer virus that infects the school, build WMD's, reek havoc with lightning storms, flood the school, cause snow to cave in the school, make the students all get headaches, keep him away from the satelite weapon controls, fooling teachers into believing he doesn't need to be taught, mind controlling, tossing anyone off their feet and into the toilet with great accuracy, choke anyone, cause the air system to suddenly stop in a classroom, or blow up everyone with the satelite weapon. Quite a guy, eh?

Weapon: He once designed and built a satelite weapon in the school's old gym, then launched it into orbit. He can use it, and its powerfull blast could destroy most of the school at full power. It has shields, the big weapon, sensors, the whole shebang. He controls it via a control system in his dorm. It got taken away to the vault soon after he built it, and it was stored somewhere in a closet. He also carries the gun that got him in the school. It has limited ammo, and Koros only has a few shots left, but he can always get more ammo...

Powers, etc.: Controlling weather patterns. (IE, taking a thunderstorm and cause it to zap some bystander somewhere, or turning a cloudless day into a storm of whatever magnitude or consequence, but not based on mood or feelings)With a single look he can choke and kill, manipulate the wind or pin someone to the ground. He is even capable of reviving the recently deceased. Also cause massive long headaches to anyone he wishes.
That comes in handy when he's in a pickle. Nothing better than seeing someone reeling in pain from a headache.

History: His family goes from the present, himself, down the line all the way to Cesar Augustus himself. Ancient genes usually are passed down randomly through history. He was born about 2,000 years ago, and he lived through everything only to end up in boarding school. He is not surprised. His hobby is building advanced weapons, explosives, and otherwise anything that makes students go "ouch". I think the satelite weapon sums it up. NASA's been sending him angry letters every week or so. asking him how to blow it up or turn it off. Auoran has never responded to any of them. That is probably because NASA has sent nearly 200 ICBMs to destroy it, and every time, the weapon either destroys the missile or the Shields protect the satelite. The latter has happened 195 times, the other 5 missiles were destroyed by the weapon, all on separate occasions. Auoran couldn't be happier. He knows he could just turn it off via control panel, but he doesn't tell anyone. Most think there's some freakish voodoo to turn it off. Hey, if you're more evolved than everyone else, why not show it off?

Relations: Open, but remember-he's a pretty nasty guy.

Other: Ancients are essentially extremely evolved humans. Koros' brain is at 90-100% potential. The normal human brain is 5-10%. They have extremely advanced knowledge of the world in general. They could look at the latest iPod and say its the most primitive thing they've ever seen. Koros got in the school when he made an energy-based gun that could blast through any and all armor. Once he built the satelite weapon and launched it, that was the last straw. He is no longer allowed to go near or use any electrical equipment or technology in general. He usually finds a way around it, though. Pic of it in the 1st attachment. Its a little bigger than a few fighter jets stacked on top of each other.

{Auoran Koros:Ancient}

A bland dorm is hell for an Ancient. Its a prison to everyone else, but no technology of any kind is sheer torture. I wanted to play around with some wires, maybe infect some computers, or do some crazy stuff with an iPod, but all there was in my room was a door, a bed, a single lamp, and a desk with chair. Comeplete with matching white blank walls. That's what you get for building a satelite weapon and threatening to destroy the school.
"Ugh...this plain old sucks..." I said to myself, laying on the bed. I decided to just meander a bit, maybe give someone a headache or two. The door lashed open, without me touching it. Using the mind is entertaining. I walked out, and after walking twenty feet, the door slammed shut. I happened to be walking torward the closet where the controls for the satelite weapon were. Two armed guards were standing outside, with AK-47's loaded and ready. I walked past, giving a look as the guards eyed me emotionlessly until I was far enough away.
"If only I could..." I thought to myself. I thought about getting the weapon on-line. It took some thought, but soon the guards heard beeping inside the closet, they opened the door, and marched in. They saw the panels were blinking and a screen showing power levels started rising.
Satelite, target NASA missile launch site 04, maximum power, fire in 5 seconds. I commanded with my mind to the controls. The panels showed satelite pictures of the missile launch site, and they were readying another missile. Again, for the 201st time. The guards pointed their guns at the apparatus in the closet, looking at eachother. Within five seconds, the screens showed full power being channeled into the weapon.
In space, the black satelite stood out. It positioned itself so the rotating mirror on the top realitivly faced the launch site. The mirror started to spin rapidly. The glass started to glow a bright orange. After another five seconds, a single thick orange beam blasted from the mirror, still spinning. The beam accelerated down torwards the Earth. Soon enough, the airmen at the launch site saw the orange beam coming closer at an alarming rate. They abandoned their posts and ran for their lives as the beam impacted the missile. The missile erupted into a towering inferno, and the shockwave went into the facilty, which also blew up in flames.
Well, that solves one problem. I thought as the soldiers came out of the closet and turned their guns torwards me.
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[~Genki Katchum~]

Name: Genki

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Race: Human/Werewolf hybrid

Class: Lower (New Student)

Appearance: Looks like a normal human; Short, wild and brown hair (grows when he uses his powers); wears black sneakers with baggy jeans (usually blue) and a blue t-shirt covered by a light, blue and gray fleece jacket; wears a plain doggy-collar around his neck (it's actually for ticks, but he doesn't tell anyone XD) and carries around black, fingerless gloves in his pocket for fights; there's a tag on his collar that says something, but over the years of fights, the inscription has faded and is hard to read (although Genki still knows what it says and cherishes it); and icey blue eyes; has a busted up, old sheath that he carries over his shoulder; is moderately muscular (not super-buff, but not skinny either); he also wears a beanie when his wolf ears start to appear

Personality: Actually a nice guy, although he can be hardheaded (quite often, actually) and cockey; likes having fun and usually cracks jokes and etc., anything for a laugh; he loves getting attention; he loves to fight and, whenever provoked (even by the tinyest bit) will try to escalate the matter into a fight when he finds an opponent he finds worthy; goes gaga over teh ladies (depending on the woman, he can either be open or shy/clumsy); he's also an otaku (it shows in his weapons and moves mostly) and VG fanatic; He's also really good with dogs and wolves but does NOT like cats or foxes (he sees the two as the same species: catcatcatcaaaat!!!!!)

Weapon: Carries around an old katana blade that is actually MUCH stronger than it looks; also, he's the only one who can actually wield the blade; it's impossible to lift for anyone not of the same (or similar in some rare cases) bloodline as Genki; has a larger sword (a bit reminescent of Cloud Strife of FFVII fame's) that he [really] loves to use, but doesn't carry it because it tends to get in the way of.. well.. everything XD ; he keeps the larger sword in the form of the sheath that he uses for his katana blade (very technilogial stuff here..); also has a pair of nunchaku that he has mostly for fan value (he likes Michaelangelo of TMNT fame and Bruce Lee); he doesn't carry them around, but has them

Powers, etc.: Can transform into a werewolf hybrid at will
Here's a description of Werewolf-Genki's looks: Gets longer hair and teeth (not as much as the hair, though) depending on how much power he uses and gets noticibly more muscular. He also has nails/claws that he can extract and retract at will. He also has a pair of Wolf ears that grow as he taps into his powers. These remain even after Genki stops using his powers, but slowly retract as well (in usually a week's time, but depends on how much power is used; i.e.: if only a little power is used, they don't show, but it more power is used, they come out and slowly retract)
Here's a description of the powers: His nails/claws are extremely sharp and can cut through just about anything (he hasn't found anything he couldn't cut through yet). Although without using his werewolf power he is pretty fast, with his powers he's untouchable (although he likes to have people see him beat up his opponents, so he doesn't use his top speed). At normal strength, he can lift around 500 times his own weight and around 10,000 times with full power (so you can imagine how his punches might feel >_<() although he doesn't usually use that power because he likes to play around; in fact, he starts off with weak punches to throw off his opponent). He has also been practicing with using Ki power and has managed to take advantage of several Ki blasts and is constantly making more. However, he has never been put into a fight where he actually had to use Ki blasts, so it's a mixed bag at what might happen. His Ki blast moves are: Shiyoki Honzou (a wide beam), Kraka Laka (charges beams into his hands and unleashes them at close range when he punches), Breat Mintozu (Unleashes a beam from his mouth.. doesn't use this one a lot because it singes his mouth and lips), No Wai Owh (unleases a rain of beams on his opponent), and Genkimehameha (standard blast in the vein of Goku's Kamehameha...). He is a master with the sword that he carries around. He has also mastered a few misc. fighting styles. His favorites are Capoiera (sp?), Jeet Kun Do and Drunken Boxing and he's managed to fuse the two latter together to create his own style of fighting called Drun kun do. He also has a high tolerance for pain (although he like to fake pain at the start of a fight to build interest). Although he has a high tolerance, he can still be injured after a while. Fortunately, he recovers VERY quickly. Since he's a werewolf hybrid, he has dog-like senses. He can hear things near and very far away and can smell things miles away. He's an excellent tracker (it's nearly impossibly for someone to hide from him).

History: From what he can gather, one of Genki's parents was a werewolf and the other was a human. Thus, he recieved his powers. However, something happened to them when he was 5 and he has no recollection of what happened. All he has is a doggy-tag with an inscription on it that, although he doesn't completely understand it, can make him cry. He doesn't really know why he carries it around.

Relations: He has no idea about his actual family; he was raised by monks... a lotta good that did him >.>()

Other: Umm... did I mention he likes gals?


~Genki~

The crisp air fiercely blew against Genki's face as he began to quicken his pace. While a normal person would find the gust uncomfertable, Genki loves it.
"Get back here, you!!" Shouted the angry old man. Genki turned around with a big smile on his face. He continued to run, but ran backwards. "You're gonna pay me back for everything you ate, kid!!"

Genki laughed, "Hey, old man, maybe you should stop and catch your breath, eh?"

The old man's face reddened and he quickened his pace. However, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't catch up to Genki. Genki knew this and it made him laugh again. The old man tripped over a rock that jutted out of the ground at an odd angle and fell flat on his face. Genki stopped and took a moment to drop on the ground laughing at the old man.

The old man was paralyzed with embarrassment and couldn't bring himself to get up and continue the chase any longer.

"Nice try, old man." Genki said; his voice sounded so close to the old man. The old man looked up and saw Genki crouched down in front of him with his hand held out. The old man took his hand and Genki helped him up. Genki then reached into his pocket and pulled out a couple $10 bills.
"Relax, gramps. I was gonna pay it." Genki said with a smile. The old man looked at Genki with a confused and yet exasperated expression, then took the money. Genki looked at his wrist, then realized that he didn't own a watch.
"Well, I gotta go. It was fun!" And with that, Genki was off.

"I think I'll take the scenic route," said Genki as he made is way quickly into the nearby canyon. He leapt over large boulders and ricoched off of the close walls of the rocks around him.

"The school should be just over that horizon!"

Genki reached the top of a large pile of rocks and could see the school. Suddenly, the rocks beneath him gave away and Genki was sent tumbling down among the rocks towards the school. With a loud "Crash!", Genki and the rocks landed in the front yard of the school. The people walking by stopped for a moment and looked at the rubble and then moved on as if it wasn't anyting out of the ordinary. Genki popped out of the rubble, casually dusted himself off, and picked up his sword and backpack.

"Calamity Boarding School, huh? Look like I was right!"

Genki closed his eyes, stretched and took a deep breath through his nose to get a sense of his surroundings. As he casually exhaled, he opened his eyes and grinned. A feeling of excitement was rising within him. It was one of those moments Genki wished he had a tail to wag.

"I smell a cat!"

[Roy Karrde]

Zakuro Akuma

Trickster

3…2…1…BANG, myself and two other classmates went running from the door to one of the dorm’s after throwing three firecracker’s in. “Run!” I yelled rounding the hallway as smoke filled the hallway behind me. The two other classmates flew down the stairs as I ran for the fire escape.

With a pull and a shove I ripped the door open and leapt onto the fire escape in the adjoining dorm. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly made my way into the dorm and down the hallway. I was home free! A sly smile crossed my face when I realized that I had pulled off the prank and got away with it. I turned around the next corner when someone or something bumped into me. You could never really tell with this school. “Will you watch where you’re going?” The girl that I had bumped into me asked.

I looked down and realized it was her. The only other Kitsune that I knew, and the only girl in this school that didn’t truly annoy me. “I…Well.. Uh..” I stumbled, my mouth suddenly numb. I had heard she had this power, but at the same time it seemed that this wasn’t a power at all. Yet why was I suddenly fumbling for words when I am usually wildly entertaining?

“What are you a freshman?” She asked impatiently, her tail twitching back and forth in a sexy manner. All the witty comebacks were flying through my head, and all I was drawing was a blank. I grimaced with the realization that I had nothing to say.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” She prodded even further, my eyes dotted away to try and not look guilty.

“Umm.. No… I’m… Just Preoccupied.” Which was the truth, I just threw three small explosives into a dorm room and ran the hell away from there. The possibility of retribution was high on my mind.

“With what?” She asked.

My eyes searched back and forth to try and find an answer; all the answers seemed to lead back to her, which I refused to look at. “Things…” I mumbled quietly, making a move to slip past her. She was faster striding with such grace and agility as she moved past me.

“Right..” She sidestepped swaying her hips and tail as she walked down the hallway. “Well next time, pay attention to where you’re going.” She smiled, my tail seemed to twitch even faster as she walked away.

Sounds of feet pounding against the boards of the stairs suddenly brought my attention back to my current predicament. Trying to hide from the people that I had just hazed. “He’s up here!” One voice called out. “Hurry!” Another yelled, had they spotted me? Only one real way to find out, I slipped into an open dorm and shut the door ever so slowly. If they knew who I was they would search dorm to dorm, if not they would leave me alone. No matter what, I just couldn’t get that girl out of my head.

[Grimreaper]

Name: Stewy
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Middle Classman.
Appearance: He basically looks like your typical Marine except for the following differances: He wears a long black shirt with black pants and armoured boots. He has a Gaint long coat that droops all the way down to his feet. He is well built for a marine (done lots of weight lifting).
Personality: Stewy is someone NOT to tick off. Even though he may seem friendly at times, he can get pretty nasty if someone provokes him.
Weapon(s): At all times stewy keeps his weapons securley attatched inside his coat. He carries some knives and swords. He has a giant battle axe that is always on his back, in the middle the steel is carved in the shape of a
Powers: During one of his trips around the galaxy as a space marine he has found a couple of magic jewels that have granted him the following powers: Sixth Sense (can never be caught off gaurd), Incredible strength, .
Abilities: Stewy can make his own weaponry if he wanted to, He can also make others spill impotant information to him just by showing his dead skull face and forcing the victim(s) to stare into his black dead eyes.
History: Stewy used to be in the Space Marines, a part of the Black Templars Unit. He traveled the galaxy, every battle he fought in he would win with ease. He also found many magical artifects along his battles.
Relations: Open. Stewy is fairly friendly but just dont tick the guy off...
Other: He always carries his Space Marine armour with him at all times. He has customised it so it fits in a small amulet shaped neckalce. So when Stewy pushes the button in the middle all his armour quickly surronds him and his weapons become availiable for whatever purpose he chooses.

Stewy
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It was a new day aboard the Space Marine Airship HQ. Stewy had been up all night in the gym working out becuase he could not get any sleep last night.

"84..85..86..87..88..89..90!"

As stewy got down from the bar hanging above his head, he grabbed his towel and dried himself off quickly before he walked towards the showers. Stewy was a Sargent in the Black Templar Space Marine sqaudren and had just came back from a war on a distant planet.

Stewy was in the shower talking to himself as he usually does, For being in the marines for so long you don't make many friends...

"Hmm.. I wonder where my next war will be.. hopefully somewhere on earth.. I haven't been there for years!"

Suddenly as stewy finished his shower and was about to suit up in his armour, A black man came walking toward him.

"Sargent stewy of the Black templars 2nd squad!?"

Curious, he answered the man and replied

"Yes, that's me. Whatdya' want?"

The man pulled out an offcial Space Marines Docutment and said

"Sargent, I am major Johnston of the 5th command, your being transferred to a place on earth!"

As soon as Stewy heard this he thought to himself

"Is some kind of joke? Did they finally read through my requests? There has to be a catch!"

Major Johnston looked at stewy wondering if he knew about this already

"Alright, there has to be some catch to this... Where exactly am I bieng transferred to and why?"

Johnston looked down at his document he had in his hands

"Your being sent to Earth, to a place called: Calamity Boarding school. The reason is for..."

Suddenly Stewy interuppted Johnston before he could state the reason

"WHAT!?! YOU MEAN THE CALAMITY!?!?!?! AS IN THE SCHOOL FROM HELL!?!?!"

Johnston looked back at stewy

"Yes Sargent, that very same school. Now if you'll let me finish i shall read out the reason as to why you are being sent there"

Johnston cleared his throat and repeated what the document said back to stewy

"Sargent Stewy of the Black templars 2nd squad, we are hearby sending you to Calamity boarding school for we belive you will be of less harm there. We will allow you to take with you your personal Items. We expect you to be shipped out by 0600 hours Then you will rendevouz with a fellow student of our choosing and will go to school with him."

Stewy was shocked, He didnt know what to say, or what to do. He got up and headed to his locker.

"Great, my wish to be transferred to earth came true.. But not in the way I had expected.."

Stewy looked at the clock and checked the time.

"0530 hours... only 30 minutes to go... 30 minutes until all hell breaks loose..."

Stewy grabbed his things and walked over to the flight deck. As stewy walked toward the airlock where his ship was located he remembered something. The so called "student" he was going to be patched up with, he didnt know his or her name!

"Wait! Before I step inside this airlock, I wish to know the name of this student I'm to be paired up with!"

All the marines just stood and watched as stewy was pushed into the airlock by Major Johnston who was escorting stewy off of the airship and into his space cruiser.

"When you land at your destination you will be picked up by an agent of ours on Earth, his name is now important at the moment but he knows you and will take you to the student's house"

After Johnston had said that he pushed stewy into his space cruiser wich had set instructions to take him to earth the doors suddenly close. Stewy sat up holding his things in his arms.

"Great.. Now it's going to be a long trip.. Considering were orbiting Pluto at the moment.."

[-/Deathborn/-]

{Auoran Koros:Ancient}

"Sheesh, guys, that thing is a machine! It has a mind of its own! It felt like blowing something up!" I said with a tint of humor as I held my arms up. The guards looked at me carefully, making sure I wasn't going to make another move. Lying rules, especially when you can convince people its the truth, when it really isn't.
"Really, I didn't--"
"Shut up!" The guard yelled.
Okay, plan B...
I thought about headaches. The worst kind. Ancient headaches. I looked right at those foolish guards, and soon my eyes turned purple. One of the guards dropped his gun and clenched his head in excruciating pain. The only thing heard from a long distance
were a pair of manly
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I simply walked past them and went to the control panel as the guards writhed on the floor. Haha. Beat that, wimps. The control panel was lighting up, signaling the satelite was at full charge. I used the available keyboard to have its thrusters at full charge, and head for a location behind the moon. I turned the weapon itself off temporalily. As long as anyone else couldn't use it, I was happy. No power signature, NASA or anyone else can't target it. Plus, the designs were locked in a vault at Area 51 in Nevada, so if it blew up, I couldn't build another.Well, if someone's gonna constantly try and destroy it, might as well hide it. I walked out of the closet, and decided to let the guards go. That is, when I was in another hallway. Hey, was that smoke?

[Mystic_clown]

Zasz
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Zasz cricked his neck as he strolled through the courtyard. Almost everyone was awake by now and a number of people were setting up their stalls.

"I guess a lot of people remembered what day it was."

His mind began to wander, thinking about all the jobs he might get. Bodyguarding the teachers or upper class, teaching a couple of punks 'a lesson', probably delivering some, um, stuff that isn't exactly legal.

He was snapped out of his trail of thought by a crashing noise not far from where he was. He looked over lazily to see a pile of rubble on the front yard of the school.

Meh. I've seen wierder.

A guy with wild brown hair popped out of the rubble, picking up a sword and back pack as he stood up. He looked around, obviously excited. It was a bit unusual. Normally people would be nervous to attend a new school, especially this one. Nobody seemed to notice him.

Well, since nobody else is, I may as well greet the new guy.

Gabrael
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Gabrael sat at one of the small tables in the cafeteria. The cooks had just started cooking, so he'd have to wait a bit before he could get his breakfast, not that he minded.

He noticed a fair number of people staring at him. He couldn't blame them. It wasn't every day that an upper classman went down to the cafeteria. Nobody dared sat near him, mostly because they thought he anted to be alone. Gabrael didn't mind being alone, but a little socialisation didn't hurt.

"Um, excuse me. Mr Gabrael?"

Gabrael looked up to see someone standing behind him. Judging by his hat and the notepad he was holding, he was with the school newspapr.

"Yes?" Gabrael replied in his usual, calm tone.

"I'm Chad Goodwin with the Calamity Press. I'd just like to know if I can ask you a few questions?"

Gabrael just nodded. He knew this would have something to do with th countless rumours surrounding him. Not that this bothered him, in fact, he found it rather amusing. It just proved people were interested in him.

"Ok, first question. Is it true that you're an angel hybrid?"

Gabrael chuckled.

"Who knows. I'm not even sure myself."

"Ok, next question. Is it true that you're currently dating Miss Sakura?"

Another popular rumour. The two had a fair bit of mystery surrounding them so it was only natural people would assume they were a match.

"Why don't you ask here?" He joked.

"Ok, um, one last question, "The reporter gulped, "Is it true that you're um..."

"What?" Gabrael was curious as to what the reporter had to say.

"...Are you gay?"

The white haired boy's eyes narrowed and the reporter was sure that they turned a poisonous green.

"What?"

"Well, uh," Chad started panicing, "It's just that you never seem interested in any of the girls here so people obviously started assuming you were, uh, a little fairy."

Gabrael's eyes narrowed even further.

"I am not gay," he replied in a dangerous tone, "I've never entertained homosexual thoughts and I probably never will."

That was he needed to know as the reporter got up and quickly walked away, hoping not to anger Gabrael even further.

Feel free to socialise with my characters guys.

[wickedwiccaboi]

Name: Morgaine
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Race: Druid/Vampire hybrid
Class: Lower
Appearance: http://anime.com.pl/galleries/00/0023/druid06.jpg
Personality: very sweet but tends to Have a temper at times, Upper classmen tend to really get her buttons pushed she is a fighter for peace and equality, and has no problems in battle, She doesnt like to fight but can kick major @$$ when she has to.
Weapon: Has a Whip and a short sword
Powers, etc.: Has power over the elements just as a druid and also has the strength and speed of a Vampire but can go out in the sun.
History: After being raped by a Rogue vampire, her mother became pregnant and when the baby was born her mother died, Morgaine was trained as a druidess and when her vampire powers starrted to emerge she was abandoned by her fellow druids realizing that she had no where to go she traveled the irish countryside working for shelter and food. Somtimes doing magicks and sometimes wroking against evil for villages up until she was 12.
Relations: IM ME if you wanna be my friend
Other: Grabs other around neck with whip and says" you arent planning on trying to take over the world are you??"

Morgaine
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"BEEP BEEP BEEP"

Morgaine opened her eyes at the sound of the alarm clock ringign beside her bed... " GOD I'm late again. And its the first day of school!!!" She screamed as she jumped out of bed and put on her brown leather sports bra and Tan leather pants. Running out of the room she hollars down the hall to her Druid trainer, Corrine " WHy didnt you wake me up ive got to go to school?!?!" SHe flew down the stairs on a gust of wind and ran out the door. Shooting through the sky like a bird she reached the gates to the school within minutes, Ringing the Buzzer on the piller to her right, A voice came over the SPeaker,

" Who is there? Why are you late?"
'God they are mean around here.' " My name is morgaine and im new here, I woke up late im really sorry! Could you let me in please?"

" I suppose, someone will be with you in a moment,"

Suddenly a waft of scent came over her 'I smell werewolf' she thought to herself as a young guy about 18 walked by, " Hi" she said to the stranger " could you possibly open the gate for me??"

Genki that is supposed to be you if thats alright.

[~Genki Katchum~]

~Genki~

Genki made his way away from the rubble and saw a girl with purple hair in brown clothes.
"Oooh, she's pretty cute.." Genki thought with a light smirk on his face. He made his way to her in front of some gates. "Hi," Genki said with a smile, "could you possibly open the gate for me??"

"I was going to ask you the same thing," the girl said, "I'm waiting for someone to do that for me."

"Ah..." Genki replied with a nod. "Well, my name's Genki! What's your's?" Genki winked and held out his hand.

"Morgaine..." The girl replied as she shook Genki's hand.

"Ah, Morgaine.. cute name!" Genki said as he looked straight into her eyes with a smooth smile on his face.

"Uh.. thank you..." Morgaine replied with a light blush on her face.

Suddenly the two were interrupted by a creaking noise. The gates were being opened by a guy with a brown ponytail.

"Welcome!" The guy said.

"Hey, thanks man!" Genki said with a friendly smile. "Name's Genki." Genki held out his hand again.

[kalad1]

Name: Mauser Armbrust
Age: 200 (20 physically)
Gender:male
Race: True Immortal (explained in other)
Class: Middle
Appearance: about 5'6" with black hair to his shoulder and blue eyes. He wears a black leather jacket, jeans, and a grey T-shirt. He is of medium build and is almost always seen with a cigarette in his mouth.
Personality: Usually cool and distant, he is rarely outright mean to someone. Overall, he displays kindness, but can be cold and hard when times require it. He has a dark sense of humor, and a tendency to push people away from him emotionally, after all, they'll just end up dying.
Weapon: Guns, lots of guns. His Jacket contains an extradimensional space that is filled to the brim with varied firearms, which he can retrieve at a moment's notice. He prefers dual magnums though.
Powers: He is a perfectly normal human except in one respect, he can't die permanently. No matter how badly destroyed his body is, it will be back to normal by the next day. Also, he will not age past twenty
History: In another version of the world, Mauser was born rather uneventfully to a normal family. Things went well for a while, and everyone was happy. Until one day when he was thirteen, and his family's house was lit on fire by an arsonist. Everyone burned alive, but the next morning, Mauser stirred, he was alive, and apparently unharmed, despite the fact that he had FELT himself burn alive. He then proceeded to wander the world, falling into a dimensional portal at the age of fifteen. Since then, he's traveled the varied worlds, helping out where he can. He eventually came to this world, where he's decided to see what he can do to improve the school.
Relations: He avoids them, so, none.
Other: A True immortal is an amazingly rare person who has a soul slightly different from everyone else. This soul is an "infinite" soul, and will continue in the mortal realms till the end of time. The occurance rate for True immortals is 1 in every 9672685359312x10^23463298

Mauser
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I walked through the mansion, it wasn't far from the official school grounds, just off in a nearby forest. It also happened to be infested with viral zombies and other horrible mutants. If I hadn't had all my guns and ammo, I would've been forced to conserve, as it was, it was actually kinda fun. "Suck Lead, Zombie scum!" I shouted, firing a shotgun round point blank into a zombie's head. It painted the wall quite nicely. Another was coming up, and I pulled the trigger. All I got was a click. The gun was empty. I frowned, and tossed it up, catching it by the front of the barrel and utilizing it as a club, bashing the zombie's head in.

"Well, that was fun, time to blow this place." I spoke to myself, heading out the front door of the mansion and it's attatched complexes. I pulled out a small device with a blinking red button. With a smile, I press it, and the entire place goes up with a boom. It was always nice to rid a world of a menace, though this world seemed to have far too many. I trudged my way back to the school, lighting up a new cigarette. Things were... interesting here. Most places only had one big threat, not hordes of smaller ones.

I walked onto campus, I could've aced most of the classes if I'd wanted to, but I didn't care to. Twirling a gun in one hand, I pointed upwards, letting off a shot. A crow landed dead in front of a girl a few feet away. I smiled as I saw her faint, it always got people, that trick. Whistling a little tune, I walked into the crowds, there were too many people around. That's odd... they're trying to get away from me... "Wait, did I forget to wash the blood and gore off again?" I asked myself, looking down. "Yep, yes I did." I stated, confirming the fact to myself. Well, only one thing to do, I thought.

I took on a VERY sadistic, evil looking expression, and began idly twirling a magnum in my left hand, pulling a rocket launcher out of my coat, and slinging it behind my back with my right hand. Now they were REALLY edging away. I began laughing as I went along.

[Grimreaper]

Stewy
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As stewy's space cruiser set off for earth he sat in the waiting room, wondering, wondering who he would be paired up with on earth.

"Who the hell would they have chosen to pair me up with? And why? What have I done to be disgraced from the space marines?"

Suddenly stewy realised if he was going to calamity it was for a reason. Something he did in the great wars he was in. He knew that the so called "student" he was to paired up with would be someone like a grade-A like student who will try and teach stewy manners and stuff.

"OH DEAR GOD NO! I'm not lettin' some punk kid tell me how to act!"

Suddenly a video screen scrolled down and played a message that was meant for stewy. It was a video message

"Dear Sargent Stewy, This is Captain Navarre of the Black Templars. I understand you may be feeling confused, angry and also violent.. That is why I have sent you this message to clear a few things up for you. First of all, I understand you might be wondering why we have decided to send you to Calamity Boarding school. Well the answer for that is over the past few months you have been with us... You have shown excessive anger and violence toward others, And we feel you'd be better off in a place where your mood won't affect us and our battles against our greastest enemy. And frankily the other marines are a bit tired of hearing your abuse, So we have decided to send you to Calamity, you'll assumingly fit right in.."

Suddenly the message stopped and the screen retracted, As soon as stewy noticed this he got up and yelled out

"NOOO!!!! WAIT!!!! YOU NEVER EXPLAINED WHO I'M GOING TO BE PAIRED UP WITH!!!"

As stewy sat back down he heard the autopilot's voice

"For your own safety sleeping gas will be released to help calm you down until we reach our destination, thank you for your co-operation"

Gas was released into the waiting area and stewy fell asleep dreaming about what will happen when he lands on earth
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Who ever would like to be paired up with my charachter please pm me and we will sort it out.

[wickedwiccaboi]

As the gate was being opened by a rather handsome strong man 'God I havent been here 5 minutes and im already being hit on' Morgaine thought to herself as something popped out of the ground behind Genki and started walking towards them, "GENKI DUCK" She screamed reaching for her whip and her sword, while sending a gust of wind to knock the zombie down, It slowly got back up as Morgaine jumped over the now crouching Genki and started slicing the thing to death (again??), SLASH, " OW you little..." she yelled as the zombie sliced her cheek, as she sent her whip flying at its neck, ten pulling on it really hard after it had wrapped around a couple of times popping the head off and it landed right in her hands, " THIS IS SOOO GROSS" She screamed tossing it to Genki.

[~Genki Katchum~]

~Genki~

"Squish!" The decapitated zombie head fell into Genki's hands. Genki didn't mean to actually catch it, but from a reflex did it anyway.

"Ugh! Friggin' nasty, man!" Genki shouted as he dropped the head. Genki and shook the zombie gook off his hands and looked up to see more zombies popping out from the ground. A big smile appeared on Genki's face as he watched the zombies popping up. Genki tossed his bag on the ground and unsheathed his old, tattered katana blade.

"Doesn't look like that thing'll do much..." Morgaine said with a smirk on her face. Genki grinned, looking at the oncoming zombies,

"Heh.. just wait and see!" Genki replied as he dashed foward and began to slash apart the zombies in style. He knew he didn't need to use his speed since zombies are so slow, so he made his movements slow, but effective and stylish. He slashed through one zombie and twirled his sword around and stuck the jagged edge through a zombie behind him. Then he pulled out the blade and slashed off anothers head while slicing another in half at the waist. Morgaine had joined into the slaughter and was making her way through the zombies when she and Genki almost slashed the same zombie, but stopped. Genki smiled, "Ladies first!"

Morgaine gave Genki an "oh please" look and finished the zombie. Genki looked around and saw that all the zombies had been taken care of, but were still moving.

"Geeze.. that always creeps me out," Genki shuddered, "we've gotta finish these guys.."" Genki turned and looked at the guy with the brown ponytail. "Care to do the honors?"

[Mystic_clown]

Zasz
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Zaz smirked as he watched the two new students hack away at the zombies. He ahd long gotten used to the random zombie attacks and even started contest on how fast you could kill them. It wasn't long before they had hacked away at them and while they were still moving, they weren't much of a threat. The one called Genki turned to him.

"Care to do the honours?"

Zasz smirked and responded by extending his blades. He leaped into the zombies at unbelievable speed, hacking them appart limb from limb, paying special attention to the hands and head (even without a body they can still hurt). It was only a matter of minutes before he was standing amongst dismembered zombie limbs, his clothing covered in goo.

"Oh mean," he muttered, looking voer his clothes, "It'll take days to clean all of this."

He looked up at the two new guys. The girl was staring at him in aww, while Genki was grinning in amusement.

"Sorry about that," Zasz said, walking over to them like what just happened was nothing. He extended a hand to them.

"The name's Zasz," he said, "Welcome to Calamity."

[~Genki Katchum~]

~Genki~

Genki's eyes were burning with excitement. "I have GOT to fight this guy someday!" Genki excitedly thought. Genki gripped Zasz's hand to shake and put a little extra strength into the grip of the shake. To his expectance and amusement, Zasz's grip also tightened in the shake. Genki had to hold back from going insaine with laughter from the excitement and calmly grinned and ended the shake.

Genki looked at his own clothes and noticed the gook on his own clothes from when he was fighting.
"Ugh.. y'know, that's why I hate zombies. They're just so darn messy!"

Genki started brushing off the zombie residue from his clothes, then realized it was now on his hands again. Genki then tried brushing his hands on his pants, but the gook transferred to his pants. Genki let out a groan and heard laughter. He turned around to see Zasz and Morgaine laughing at his predicament. Genki realized how silly he looked and joined in the laughter.

"Hehehe. So.. Zasz... where should I take my stuff?" Genki asked, picking up his sheath and bag

"Well, it depends on your class." Zasz replied.

"Class?"

"Yeah, Lower classes like me usually just stay anywhere other than the dorms while Middle and Upper classes usually get dorms. Although Middle class students aren't usually lucky enough to get dorms of their own..."

"Ah.. well I'm feelin' pretty lucky. I think I'll try for the dorms!"

Zasz's expression became a little more serious, "I really doubt you'll find one. What class are you?"

"Y'know, I have no idea." Genki said with a sheepish smile.

[Mystic_clown]

Zasz
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Zasz laughed at Genki's response.

"Well, nevermind. You'll find out sooner or later. By the way, you guys hungry?"

Morgaine nodded while Genki's rumbling stomach provided an answer. He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.

"Well, all that fighting did make me hungry."

Zasz flashed his trademark grin.

"I'll show you the way to the cafeteria. You can get some breakfast there. It ain't the best food in the world, but I wouldn't trade it for anything else."

The two nodded and began to follow Zasz to the cafeteria.

Ï'll fill you in on everything over breakfast."

[Grimreaper]

Stewy
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As stewy slowly woke up from his slumber he realised that they were almost at earth!

"Huh? Earth? Already? Hmph, it's about time..."

Stewy grabbed his armour and decided to modify it a bit to his likings.

"wait until Earth see's me again! Ha! That school wont know wat hit em'!"

Suddenly the ship began to shake violently as the autopilot began to inform stewy that they had just hit earth's atmosphere

"We will be landing in approxmatly... 1 hour. I suggest you fasten your saftey harness on"

Stewy quickly grabbed his things and put them between him so they wouldnt cause a hole in the side of the ship. He couldnt help but think of who he was going to be "buddied" up with once they landed.

"It better not be some geek... Or else there going to wish they never came across me!"

Stewy waited as they finally entered earth's atmosphere, they were heading straight down towards the middle of no-where it seemed!

"Hmph! Great, so im supposed to walk there?"

Suddenly stewy's ship hit the ground and landed right in the middle of nowhere. The side door opened and he heard a voice say "Please exit the ship and have a nice day!"

Stewy grabbed his bags and walked outside, as he did so his space cruiser took off and began heading back to base.

"Great, now where do I go? WHERE THE HELL AM I!?!?!?!" He screamed

Just he stoppped and looked around a strange voice called out to him

"Ahem. Sargent Stewy i presume?"

Stewy turned around to see a man dressed in black standing next to a big black 4WD car.

"Who the heck are you supposed to be? My gardian angel?"

Stewy began to laugh at him as the man got up and grabbed his bags and threw them in the car.

"No actually, I'm here to take you to Calamity now. It will take just under an hour."

Stewy got into the back of the car as they drove off toward calamity at record speed.

"So, uh... What's your name, or is that too much info?"

The man looked back at stewy through the rear view mirror and replied

"I am Max. We shall be arriving at Calamity in 50 minutes so i suggest you sit back and relax. You'll need your energy!"

Max began to laugh as they drove off toward calamity. Stewy suddenly thought that this fellow may know who he's going to be paried up with! He quickly leant forward and looked at him as he asked

"Alright.. So who am I being paired up with? Dont you dare ignore me, or your going to get what's coming to ya sooner than you think..."

Max chuckled

"Your going to be paired up with a student named Auoran Koros"

Stewy sat back and tried to think who he was. Curious he asked again

"Ok, so what is he? like a perfect student? or Something?"

Max looked at stewy through the rear view mirror and laughed

"Ha ha, unless you call an Ancient a grade-a student! Ha ha ha!"

Stewy sat back in his seat stunned, Who was this Ancient Auoran koros? Why was he chosen to be paired with him? Stewy didnt know what to think as he sat and waited until they reached Calamity, The shool from hell.

[Tyler and Hobbes]

Name: Elijah
Age: Infinity kabigillion times one! Er…looks 19…
Gender: Male
Race: Grim Reaper
Class: Teacher
Appearance: Elijah is almost the exact opposite of what you would expect the Grim Reaper to look like, with large sky blue eyes hidden behind rounded spectacles. He has a shaggy mass of corn flask hair that always seems to get into his eyes, though he’ll never cut it. He seems oddly plain for the angel of death, creamy pale skin and a small nose. Nothing special there. Even his body shape is oddly regular, just a lean guy. He doesn’t even wear a hooded black robe! He wears your basic mortician’s attire: dusty black suit and matching tie. Underneath his suit is a gray shirt. No pentagrams painted on his forehead, no eyes of the abyss. Just a really tired guy.
Personality: Despite being the angel of death, Elijah is generally a happy person. He hardly takes his post seriously, which is why it often becomes too much to bear (repression; bad for the mind). He’s quite bipolar, at one moment cool as can be, the next a complete train wreck. He often makes small jokes to reassure himself, but these are the goriest and most frightful things that you’ll ever hear, and the one’s that aren’t are just plain dirty. That’s a word to describe the Grim Reaper, dirty. He doesn’t have many contacts due to his post, so things could burst out of him at any given moment. Like turrets, but with sexual innuendo. He’s also a neat freak. And neurotic. Don’t ask.
Weapon: The instrument of death, Elijah wields a wicked scythe, long with a blade the color of blood. It’s very decorative, as if it’s never been used. The entire thing is of purest silver, with runes on the side describing the function of the Reaper in gory detail.
Powers, etc.: Anyone that Elijah wishes *BOOM* drops dead. That’s about it.
History: Imagine that your entire life is playing hit-man to the world, every day a few more souls that you have to collect, a few more damned bound for hell, yada yada yada. Let me tell you, it gets tiring after a while: the strain of having to be in a thousand different places at once; that god awful crying; every so often someone tries to weasel out of death; it’s insane! It’s worse than a post office! People keep dying, dying, dying! For god’s sake, it’s like that’s all you humans do! So as you can see, Death’s in need of retirement. But the laws that run the world specifically state that there always has to be a Grim Reaper, so what Elijah needs is for someone to take his place. But it has to be someone good, or else there’ll be hell to pay. Someone young too, someone impressionable…you can see where this is going. Elijah decides to take a job at a school! Oh yeah, it’ll be easy then…
Relations: none yet
Other:
George: I think it’s neat; you don’t hear that much about God anymore.
Jerry: I hear things.

@~!~!~!~Elijah~!~!~!~@

Humans are, in a word, good-for-nothing bastards who have a tendency to treat life like a soap opera.
They do make good drugs, but so much effort for only a few hours; sex is invariably better.
Just wanted to get that out there.

The Angel of Death sighed before leaning back in his chair. Almost instinctively his legs crossed onto the old oaken desk in front of him. He put a hand through his corn colored hair and yawned extravagantly. Last night had been too long; his head ached just thinking about it.
Firstly, he had forgotten the name that he had given the secretary or whatever the hell she had been. He had spent three (Feel free to add any string of obscenities here) hours trying to explain why a Mr. Elijah Ronowitz had suddenly transformed into Elijah Masters!
Secondly, the (again, feel free) school had neglected to inform him that he would be sleeping IN HIS OFFICE!
And lastly, he had seen some of the students that attended this school, and more importantly would be feasible choices as his successor. Not one looked either holy (or even remotely nice) or sane enough to tell their grannies from the monsters in their closets!
Elijah took a deep breath, taking a quick drag from the cigarette that he had earlier lit and placed on his “desk” (another thing, his classroom looked as if it hadn’t been used in years).

Voices drifted threw his “window” (hole in the wall) and caught Death’s attention. Vaguely he registered something about zombies, and another about someone stealing someone else’s something last year. . .Wait . . .last year?

Don’t tell me that . . . damn!
The school year had already begun! Elijah didn’t even know what he was teaching yet!
He cursed under his breath and scrambled for the door, forgetting for a moment that he was leaning in his chair. He fell on his back with a loud crash, the lit cigarette thankfully falling onto his desk. A muffled voice, “God damn it.”

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Sorry it's short, but my artistic juices aren't flowing tonight. Artistic juices. Right.

[kalad1]

Mauser- True Immortal
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I worked my way through the school, supposedly there was an interesting new teacher. Sure, it put a rocket launcher in the hands of a vampire hunter, on a campus with a resident vampire, but, a deal was a deal. Winding through the hall, he thought back to the fact that no teacher so far had had a solution for him. Hell, he could probably be a teacher if he wanted. But, if he did take such a position, he was certain the death rate would increase.

Reaching the door, he hear a loud crash and some muttering before he knocked on the door. "Hello?" He asked aloud, "I might like to speak with you about a problem I have."


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eh, all of us suffer from creative juice deficiency every so often, I am right now.

[wickedwiccaboi]

As Zasz, Genki and Morgaine made their way through the dead zombies to the schools Cafeteria Morgaine thought 'Man Zasz is cute, wonder if I... no never mind i shouldnt even think it' " How far away is this cafeteria? My feet are killing me!"

" not to much father" Zasz said as Genki laughed at the girls complaint.
"I'd watch who you're laughing shorty!!" Morgaine said with a Malevolent grin, " Sorry thats the vamp in me coming out."
" It's alri... wait your part Vampire!?!?!?!?!" Genki said in major astonishment.
" yeah is that a problem??"

[~Genki Katchum~]

Ahaha... I totally forgot to mention this in my bio... my guy is 6'3" ^_^() my bad.. the "shorty" comment threw me off.. But it's okay, for a tall guy, shorty gets thrown around a lot (trust me, I know) XD

~Genki~

Genki blinked then shrugged, "Nope, no problem." Genki closed one eye (not as a wink) and leaned in a little closer to Morgaine with his open eye. "You just don't really look like one..." Genki regained his posture and gave a goofy smile, "Then again, I don't think I've ever met a real one before!"

"Odd.." Morgaine said with a strange look on her face.

"Huh?" Genki had a curious look on his face.

"Usually, Werewolves don't really like Vampires... not even half-breeds."

"Wait! How'd you know I'm part werewolf??"

"Well, I didn't know it was half. But I could smell it."

Genki sniffs his shirt and armpits.

"The collar around your neck doesn't help things.. and those blue eyes." Morgaine said with an exasperated look on her face.

Genki grinned with slanted eyebrows, "Oh, so you were lookin' at my eyes, huh?"

Morgaine lightly blushed with an agitated face and quickly replied, "They're too bright and blue for a normal human! They stick out!"

"Ah, I see.." Genki chuckled.

Zasz butted in, "The cafeteria is just a couple doors down."

Genki rushed past the two of them and started serving himself up.

Zasz and Morgaine got some food as well but looked at it warily. They took a seat next to each other on the opposite side of Genki. Genki clapped his hands together, closed his eyes and became quiet for about 10 seconds, then started eating as if he was starved. He loved every piece of it.

"I don't think I've ever seen anyone enjoy the food here so much!" Zasz exclaimed.

"Ah, well.. I'm not very picky; this food is a lot better than what the monks eat!" Genki replied between gulps of food."

"Monks?" Morgaine asked with a confused look.

"Meah..." Genki said with a mouthfull of food. He swallowed and continued, "Gulp.. yeah. I was raised by monks. Y'know, those guys eat nothing but rice and noodles! I mean, a guy's gotta get some meat or something into 'im. Rice and noodles are all starch!" Genki took in a little more food, had a flashback, and smiled as he swallowed. "Hahaha.. so I used to hunt at night for some meat. Man, oh man those monks got ticked." A wide smile appeared on Genki's face. "Hehehe.. one time, I got a deer and when I was eating it in my room, a monk came. So I took the deer and stuffed it in my bed and hid in the closet. The monk came in, saw some blood by the bed, and opened it to see a part of a deer lying in my place." Genki bursted out laughing. "Ah.. good times.. good times..." And with that, Genki took up his tray and went back for seconds.

[Mystic_clown]

Zasz
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Zasz watched as Genki went off to get seconds.

Raised by monks huh?

He shrugged.

"I've heard weirder."

Morgaine gave him a look.

"You have?"

Zasz grinned.

"Oh yeah. And I've seen weirder too. There was this one...time...when..." He trailed off when his eyes caught something. Morgaine noticed.

"What?"

"You see that guy there?"

Morgaine turned to see a guy with ure white hair, dressed mostly in white, sitting not far from them and all alone.

"The guy in white? Yeah, I see him."

"Well, that's Gabrael, an upper classman. Odd, not many upper classmen eat at the cafeteria."

That was the truth. It was rare for any upper classman to get something from the cafeteria. Most of them got food sent up to their dorms. Morgaine got the hint that this something rare and continued looking over at the enigma's direction. Seeing an upper classman wasn't anything new to Zasz, since he had been hired by them numerous times, but to many, it was like seeign a celebrity eating at a local cafe'.

[wickedwiccaboi]

*Sorry i must have mis understood something*


"well im going to go talk to him..." she said to Zasz, the whole time thinking to herself 'god i hope im not gonna die for this one'

" yeah you do that... your a lower classmen, Most of us dont talk to them..." He replied being cut off by Morgaine.

" No ONE tells me what i can or cant do." She got up and walked over to the guy in all white, " Hi Gabreal I'm Morgaine. I saw you over here and thought i would say hi because you looked kinda lonely."

[Mystic_clown]

wickedwiccaboi: I didn't set any rule stating a lower classman couldn't talk with an upperclassman, please edit that.

Gabrael
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Gabrael looked up at the girl curiously. Normally people treated him like royalty, but this girl here was acting like he was your average joe. This caused Gabrael to smile.

"Why, thank you," he spoke in a calm, silky voice, "Please, have a seat."

The girl blushed slightly, but obeyed. Gabrael, studyed her a but more before going back to his hash brown. Morgaine however, was still staring at him with fascination. Gabrael's blue eyes went back to her.

"Do you find me interesting?" he asked, flashing an amused smile. Morgaine's face blushed, whether out of embarrassment or something else Gabrael couldn't point out. He chuckled softly.

"Well...I, uh..." she stummered.

"What's wrong? You seemed so confident before?" Inside, Gabrael was laughing.

[~Genki Katchum~]

~Genki~

Genki came back with a new tray and sat down, looking at the food. He glanced up for a second and noticed that Morgaine was missing.

"Wha? Where'd Morgaine go?"

Zasz nodded in the direction that Morgaine had gone. Genki turned around and saw her sitting across from some white-haired guy. Genki frowned and faced Zasz.

"What's up with that guy?" Genki asked, leaning his head back in Morgaine's direction.

"That's an upper classman. Name's Gabrael"

"Oh really?" Genki turned around and looked again. The white-haired guy was smiling and Morgaine looked a little nervous or flustered. Genki turned back. "So what's the big deal?"

"Well," Zasz began, "upper classmen don't usually come down to eat in the cafeteria. This could be seen as the equivalent to seeing bigfoot."

"Feh! So they just think they're above it all, eh? Don't wanna eat lunch with the 'peons,' huh?"

"Actually, upper classmen can actually a be a pretty mixed bag. Like Gabrael over there. Many people think of him as a nice guy."

"Hmm.." Genki looked back.

"Jealous?" Zasz asked with a smirk.

Genki whipped his head back around with cocky look, "Pfft! Of him? Hah! No way! I just don't see why she's sitting over there looking all toung-tied, like he's a hotshot."

"Well around here, he is a 'hotshot.'"

"Meh! If you believe that, then he's totally got you fooled."

Genki looked back at the two again then looked at his food, "Well I'm not gonna let something like this ruin my lunch!". Genki began quickly twirling his fork. Suddenly, the fork slipped from his hand and went flying over his shoulder in Morgaine and Gabrael's direction. There was a "clang!" and Genki turned around to see his fork lying between Morgaine and Gabrael on their table. It had obviously caught the attention of both and they were looking in Genki's direction.

"Whoops..." Genki said with a sheepish smile on his face.

[-/Deathborn/-]

{Auoran Koros:Ancient}
Well, after getting past two extremely pissed off guards I gave a headache earlier, making sure no one saw my face, or anyone even trying to maul me to the ground, I got outside. Whew. Finnaly away from those dang guards guardin` my stuff! Besides, that guy named Stewy was going to meet me eventually, so I figured I'd stay around, talk to some students, the works.

This place isn't exactly hell if you're here a while. Okay, maybe that IS an understatement. No, wait...it is. If you're always wanting power, you're bound to underestimate things. That's just my view of things. I was thinking about the satelite, then relatives, all Ancients, of course. My sister was annoying me by using Ancient gadgets and gizmos, and I bit back hard. A little too hard. I kind of made a prototype to the satelite weapon and blew up her human friend's house. To be honest, I blame it all on my ego. Then again, I AM my ego. Oy...that makes even my head spin. I blew up a human house with a ground-based satelite weapon. Nothing to search for once the dust settled. There were about 5 scorched skeletons and a couple acres of destroyed land. And I also made that gun, too...and shot a few policemen out of self-defense. It was set to stun, too...
Aw, screw it all. Can't do nothing about it. Too bad I don't have a time machine...but I'd probably make things worse.

Thought I'd get back to meeting Stewy, and socializing.
Stop thinking about the satelite that blew up a house! I thought to myself.

[wickedwiccaboi]

" Well... I... uh...." Morgaine said all flustered and now that she had all her original confidence used up she was now very nervous talking to Gabreal. SO she just kept staring at him.

" Do you find me interesting?" He said with a smile on his face, She blushed then started feeling sick to her stomach.

" Yeah well you were over here all by yourself and i'm new here and was hoping i could find someone who would be able to show me around and help me get into some battles and such!! Could you do that??" :biggrin:

[Mystic_clown]

Gabrael
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Gabrael laughed.

"Well why didn't you say so?" he replied cheerfully, "Of couse I'll be happy to show you around the school. Although, I'm not one to go around starting fights, so don't expect to get much combat."

This seemed to relax Morgaine a bit as she turned back to her breakfast.

"Thanks you," she spoke softly, obviously still a bit shy around him. Gabrael smiled.

Suddenly, a small metal object flew between the two, landing on their table. Normally, Gebrael would have sensed this coming, but he was occupied with Mograine and didn't notice it coming.

A fork?

The pair looked over in the direction the fork flew from. Sitting at a tabl;e nearby was a brunette grin sheepishly.

"Whoops..."

Gabrael also noticed a rather familier face sitting next to him.

Zasz

Picking up the fork with one hand, he gave a friendly smile and signalled for the two of them to come over.

[Mystic_clown]

*poke* I don't mean to double post, but where is everybody?

[-/Deathborn/-]

Well, to be honest, I'm waiting for Grimreaper to post. Then again, he's probably waiting for ME to post...so yeah...

[Grimreaper]

Sorry guys, ive been busy for a while. Here's the latest Update for Stewy.

Stewy
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Stewy was sleeping in the backseat of the car because the ride to Calamity was taking far too long for his liking.

"Were here, you can wake-up now" max said in a firm voice looking ahead at the school Courtyard

Stewy opened his eyes and looked outside his window, He could see some of the students walking around talking to one another.

"So this is calamity eh? Hmph, dosent look TOO bad.."

Suddenly stewy looked up and saw a UFO fly over their car, Max looked up and saw it aswell and chuckled.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?!? A UFO?!? HERE!?" Stewy quickly screamed in shock

"Heh, yep there's alotta those happening lately. Well anyways, it's time for school to begin. Grab your stuff and have a good time!" Max replied as he saw stewy get out of the car with his things.

"Great, so now im stuck here... With that giant UFO... Stupid thing.. I mayaswell blow the crap outta it!"

Stewy grabbed his Bazooka and fired a rocket at the giant spacecraft and watched as it blew up and debris fell toward the ground.

"Ha! UFO's aint no mach for me, Even the tyranids are worse!"

Stewy stood there laughing as a student came walking toward him

"Hello there, I am Auoran Koros, your "Contact" if you will. If you follow me I will escort you into the school and sort you."

Stewy looked at Auoran and grinned.

At least he aint no nerd! Ha ha ha!

[~Genki Katchum~]

Yeah... sorry for not posting. I've been in a writer's block and was trying to think of something good... eh heh.. oh! And Sonic Riders... lots and lots of Sonic Riders.

~Genki~

Genki saw Gabrael signal him to come over, so he and Zasz obliged the signal and went over. Gabrael handed Genki his fork and said, "I believe this is yours."

Genki grinned, "Yeah, thanks." Genki took the fork, twirled it, and stuffed it in his pocket. "So what's goin' on with you two?"

"Gabrael here has offered to take me around the campus for a little tour," Morgaine jumped in.

"Ah, I see..." Genki slightly frowned, but not too noticibly so.

"Would you care to join us?" Gabrael asked. Genki noticed Morgaine's expression falter a little at the question and Genki immediately knew what was going on in her head; although it had been inkling in the back of his mind before.

"Nah," Genki said with a smile as he patted Zasz on the back, "My good buddy Zasz here has offered to show me around anyway."

"I have?" Zasz asked Genki with a slanted look.

"Eh heh! Of course you did!" Genki started to turn. "Whelp! I guess we'll be seeing you two later! Have fun!"

"I don't believe I caught your name," Gabrael quickly said before Genki to complete the first step away from what he felt was an awkward conversation. Genki turned around feeling a little annoyed since he wanted to be polite and give Morgaine her space. He covered his feelings with a friendly smile and held out his hand.

"My bad! Name's Genki."

[Arnen]

Honestly, I'm starting to lose interest in this RPG. That and the fact that I can't post until night. Unless someone wants to try breaking into Stephan's room or something.

[-/Deathborn/-]

Now we're getting somewhere...

{Auroran Koros:Ancient}

"Hello there, I am Auoran Koros, your "Contact" if you will. If you follow me I will escort you into the school and sort you."
Stewy looked at me and grinned. I haven't scared a newcomer...that's a record for sure.
We started to walk into the school, and I saw this guy may be interested in the Satelite weapon I built.
"Hey, do you like big guns? I mean, REALLY big?" I asked him, as I started walking in the direction of the closet.
Stewy grinned and stated,
"Are you kidding me? I brought a bazooka. I think that states it."
I smiled that half-evil smile I do when I get ideas. When we got to the closet, the door was closed and a note was on the door, written in Ancient.
'We're on lunch break. Don't try anything stupid, ya hear?!'
"Hmph. You know, they really don't know me." I said to myself. I opened the door and turned on the control panel. Stewy looked a bit disapointed.
"When you said 'big guns', I thought you meant big...guns. Yeah. And all you have is a fancy light show?" Stewy said, a bit agitated.
"Its not here, it's up in space, orbiting the moon. A big ol` satelite weapon. It picked up a large ship, invisible by the way, and the satelite is powering up and going to destroy it." I said, knowing that there was going to be a big explosion.
Stewy perked up as I turned on the satelite cam. It showed the mirror rotating and the orange glow growing. The satelite sheilds suddenly pulsed as something impacted it.
"Ummm...what are you going to do, Auroran? Blow up a cloaked ship? You're nuts. And smart." Stewy said.

In space, the satelite was soon fully charged and primed. The mirror fired the orange beam, which hit something. There was an explosion, then another as the beam went straight through a ship, which then revealed itself, and smoke and flames erupted where the beam hit.

Back in the closet, Stewy looked pleased. Explosions.-----------------

[Mystic_clown]

Gabrael
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"I see," Gabrael gave Genki a friendly nod, "Well, I hope you enjoy your time here at Calamity."

Genki just nodded before walking away with Zasz. Gabrael couldn't help but notice some hostility coming from the new student. Shrugging it off, he turned to Morgaine.

"Well," He said, offering his hand to her, "Shall we?"

Morgaine blushed slightly as she took his hand. She had obviously noticed all the stares they were getting. Gabrael didn't mind though. Let them stare, he didn't care.

Gabrael quietly led Morgaine out of the cafeteria.

Zasz
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Zasz shook his head. Genki was clearly jealous of Gabrael. He turned to the bruenette.

"So, you want me to show you the ropes huh?" he asked. Genki just nodded.

"Well, firstly dude, think of this place as more of a city rather then a school, because survival here's more important then anything."

Genki raised an eyebrow.

"A city?"

"Yeah. You're gonna have to buy stuff, find a way to make some money?"

"You mean get a job!?"

"Yep."

Genki groaned.

"Oh man. I figured going to school would mean I wouldn't NEED to get a job."

Zasz laughed.

"Ah relax buddy. Hey, you could probably go into business with me."

"What do you do?"

"I'm sortta like a hired gun for anyone willing to pay for it."

Genki grinned.

"Doesn't sound to bad."

"It's not. Anyway, let me show you around the place."

Ok guys, I'd like to fast forward this thing to nighttime, so Nab can start posting and I can start the first story ark of this little RPG. *evil laughter*

[wickedwiccaboi]

As we walked out of the Cafeteria Morgaine Noticed somethign strange following them... she couldnt tell what it was but it smelled foul and it was very quiet. She whispered to Gabreal " Do you hear that thing thats following us... what the hell is it!!!?!?!?!?!" As she reached for her whip and sword and focusing on her air elemental abilities.

" I dont know for sure but i think it may be a Diety of some sort we had better hurry and leave before it finds us... You never know what they will do if they see anyone on this plane"

[Tyler and Hobbes]

Elijah
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”I . . . er . . . what?”
Elijah looked blankly at the kid sitting across from him – Mauser, apparently his name was. He was familiar in a vague sort of manner, but probably he just had that kind of face. You know, a faceless face.
Damn I confuse myself sometimes.
Almost absently Elijah adjusted his wire-framed glasses.
They had been walking through the halls as the boy had told “the new teacher” his problems, something about a vampire or something. Elijah wasn’t really paying attention. For the sake of study, he had left his cigarette in the classroom, which had probably burned down by now.
Both of them turned a corner.

“I told you what.”
“Yeah, but. . . well, I’m not really sure what you want me to do –”
“What do you think the odds are of anybody killing anybody else? Just tell me that.”
“What, what you just said, or the odds?”
“….Just the odds.”
“Odds-wise I’d say you’ve got a 1/243 of it working without the hunter killing the vampire.”
“Wait…what?”
“What?”
“Why 1/243? How do you figure?”
“Fine then, 43/289, that better?”

Death knew he was talking in riddles but he couldn’t help it – something was seriously bugging him about this kid! How long had they been talking anyway?

“So there’s this woman, and . . .er. . . nevermind. How old are you?”

Before the kid could respond, both of us noticed a horrible smell coming from up ahead.

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Sorry about the shortness, but I seriously have no idea about what what problem Mauser was having. Ho hum. See ya in the cafeteria!