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NotFishing

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Jeff Riley

Jeff stepped off the ferry, and onto the island that would be his new home for the next few months. Silvermoon. Sounds like something from a werewolf anime... he thought to himself. He hated anime. Although he did find the concept of vampires and werewolves intriguing. Unfortunately, there were so many books, movies, and video games on the subject that most stories felt boring and unoriginal.

Pulling out his phone, he checked last text from his mom. It said 'good luck and have a great year!', and he rolled his eyes.

Sure, it was probably sincere, and he was sure she genuinely believed this would be a good experience for him, but no matter how much he tried to look forward to it, he just couldn't get excited. He knew nothing about the school or what the people were like, and what few friends he had were left behind.

Sighing to himself, he walked across the dock and set foot on dry land... stopping when he saw a girl trip over some fliers for some agricultural club thing, and then proceed to vomit all over the stack.

Well... that wasn't something you saw everyday...

"Er... are you okay?" He asked, walking over. It was then that he noticed a few others were gathering around as well, and he realized that probably only made her feel even worse.

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Gary Riley

Little did Jeff know, his uncle was standing nearby.

Of course, the two didn't know they were related to each other, and had no way of knowing. After all, they looked nothing alike, and going from appearance alone they could very well be the same age.

Gary stepped off the boat, ready to begin another year at Silvermoon College. It was certainly an interesting place. For one, it was one of the only schools (if not the only) that had a significant population of vampires, werewolves, and other supernatural beings.

(continued) Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

15-Apr-2016 23:27:43

NotFishing

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On the other hand, it also had its fair share of racists. In fact, right now he was looking at none other than the Racism Club Leader, who was currently distributing fliers. Which a girl had just vomited over, causing Gary to chuckle slightly.

But what he found to be an even stranger sight was the woman with the gas mask. While any normal rational human being would be put off by the sight, and probably avoid her, Gary found himself walking closer. Sure, it was a bit unnerving, but he wanted to know why she was wearing one.

"Um... is that a gas mask?" He asked, stopping a few feet away from her with a perplexed expression on his face. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

15-Apr-2016 23:32:56

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Bluefirecan

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Lelia moved to step off the deck of the ferry, as she did every year for the past, oh god, how long had it been now? She could barely even remember what year she had registered to be. Maybe… A second year university student? It did*’t matter, she knew all of the material anyway – this wasn’t her first rodeo. She’d gotten the same degree at another school years before, but liked the idea of an island filled with all of these supernaturals. Most people are so shamefully mean to people like her, even though she’d never asked to be forcefully turned into a vampire. A sigh escaped her lips as she wondered what adventures the academy would contain this year.

With her simple black backpack and rolling suitcase, she followed an excruciatingly slow line as they meandered off the ferry and onto the dock. After what felt like forever, she could finally step around people. Lelia took that chance to push past people in her endeavor for the dorms. Unfortunately, the first “adventure” she witnessed on the island was some chick getting sick. Must*** been a first year. Her eyes drifted up to the guy whose flyers had been ruined. Oh, who could forget this a-hole? He was the leader of “HATS,” which most definitely did*’t mean whatever crap was written on that banner. The young vampire rolled her eyes at that ridiculous club. Like, if nature did*’* want supernaturals, they wouldn’t have lived this long, right? They’d have some natural predator that fed on… Dead people. Like vultures.

Miss Spencer would have continued walking, except for the unnerving girl who seemed incapable of standing perfectly still. It was a better stillness than most could obtain, but the girl’s hands kept jumping. Even a vampire, who could almost definitely outpace that chick, was uncomfortable. Lelia took a breath to regain her composure and walked past both the vomit fiasco and whatever violent disaster would happen when this little demon girl lost control of any semblance of calm.
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

16-Apr-2016 01:13:31

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Bluefirecan

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However, she left lots of space between both scenes. Her goal had been the dorms, and off to the dormitory office she was going to go, whether she had to go to hell and back again to get there. She had already done practically that when she had the moral crisis of having to drink blood for the first time.

((I hate really short posts like this that have the last maybe 2 sentences for a post. :L))
I just play FFXIV at this point. DC: Crystal

16-Apr-2016 01:13:56

George Rozas

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The longer Alana stood in place, the more she noticed the looks people gave her. Back home she would have been dead seconds after the first people started flowing out of the ferries... No, she'd have been dead long before that, stood out in the open like this with no nearby cover. Of course, back home she would never do anything like this, but apparently this place was not like home, nor were the few other places she had been in the short time she'd been in the outside world. That didn't mean she would be doing this on her own, though. If the Doctor hadn't convinced her to be here, she would most certainly not be acting like a sitting duck.

But back to the looks. It wasn't just the looks people gave to her that she was noticing, it was also the looks a few of them gave to others. Her appearance was an oddity, something that drew plenty of stares and funny looks, but they were not predatory. Some of the looks people gave to others, as subtle as they might have been, were definitely looks she had seen before. The gaze of a predator sizing up prey, getting ready to strike when the time was right. It was a reminder of home but far from a good one, only serving to make her hands twitch closer to her hidden blade.

It was at this point a voice spoke up from a few feet away, coming from a man as generic as all the others who had been on the edge of her view for a few seconds. Her head turned ever so slightly, enough to put him into a more central point of her gaze, automatically sizing him up even as her hands instinctively went for something in one of the satchels on her belt. A weapon?!

...No, a notepad. And a pencil. A momentarily perplexing sight, more than enough time for her to scratch something down onto the pad in a couple seconds flat. Probably about the time it would take for him to register what she was doing, the notepad was turned and shoved outwards at his face, large but clear writing standing out on the white sheet. I am Inferi.

16-Apr-2016 02:05:30

George Rozas

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' NO IT'S A FOOD HAT THAT FEEDS ME EVERY FIVE SECONDS

OF COURSE IT'S A GAS MASK YOU ASSHAT

DON'T BE SUCH AN ASSHAT ASKING ASSHAT QUESTIONS '

((I am highly amused by the fact I ran out of space and had to make an entirely new post just for this.)) I am Inferi.

16-Apr-2016 02:05:34

NotFishing

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Gary raised his eyebrows as the weird gas mask girl took out a note and started scribbling on it, before shoving in his face. He instinctively took a step back, taking a few seconds to read it. And although it was a written note, it hit him with all the force of an angry yell.

"Well... that's a bit rude." Was all he could really say. He decided not to comment on her decision to write instead of speak - perhaps she was just mute, and asking her about that could be the equivalent of asking a legless man why he needed a wheelchair. So instead, he continued on with the current topic.

"But why are you wearing the gas mask? Is there some sort of leak that no one else knows about? Are you trying to make a fashion statement?" He asked, raising an eyebrow with that last question. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

16-Apr-2016 03:29:06 - Last edited on 16-Apr-2016 03:41:06 by NotFishing

George Rozas

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Since Alana's masked face would not change it was often difficult for the girl to express herself to the same effect others would, lacking in the ability to display facial expressions. However, the look that she gave to the man as he asked further questions, a blank stare (just like every other look she could possibly muster), somehow construed the sentiment of 'that is absolutely none of your business' with total accuracy.

But even with the sentiment expressed wordlessly and emotionlessly Alana's hands were quick on the draw, writing down a response on the notepad as quickly as before. Again the finished note was thrust at him almost violently, though this one seemed to have some hastily crossed out sentences along with the actual message.

' BECAUSE THEY'RE PUMPING THE AIR WITH INVISIBLE BRAIN GAS

THIS ISN'T A SCHOOL SAVE YOURSELF

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS JERKFACE ' I am Inferi.

16-Apr-2016 03:53:19

Inferi

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Robin

Instead of bothering to deal with the packed-in students on the decks of the ship, one of those students had decided to take a much more scenic route. Perched on the highest point, a place that was completely inaccessible for someone to climb, the young woman looked out at the approaching island with a grin on her face. She had heard the loudspeaker announcement, and saw the milling about of the students below as they began to prepare for disembarking, but she was having a grand time up here and saw no reason to get down just yet. Travel was so much more pleasant when one could enjoy the sights, and the only way it would have been better was if there was someone else to enjoy it with.

That could happen eventually, though; Robin was in no hurry to move her life along, and finding anyone that wasn’t incredibly bothered by her lack of a true form had proven extremely difficult.

This wasn’t the first reasonably prestigious academy that Robin had been to, but it was the first one that was isolated on an island. That was a curiosity, one that she hoped to figure out more about in the coming months. Perhaps it meant nothing, and those that made it simply wanted it separated from the rest of the world, but that was a theory that assumed a perfect world. Robin might be easygoing, but even she knew that a world like that was most certainly not the one that they were living in. That meant there had to be more to it, and she wanted to know what.

Striking a lookout’s pose - for no better reason than she wanted to - Robin peered out over the island as the ferry came in to dock. The directions given were brief, but they were also unnecessary for someone who did*’t have to walk everywhere. Wings were a valuable addition, even if they made someone noticeable. Birds were less noticeable in most places, and flies even less so. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

16-Apr-2016 04:09:40

Inferi

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There were plenty of options for a shifter to take should they want to fly around, and she was pretty sure she’d be using them all by the end of her time here.

Too bad that wasn’t an option right now. A fly couldn’t carry luggage to a dorm, and probably wouldn’t be granted a key even if it could. Besides, she wanted to keep her abilities undercover for a while, so she could figure out who might not be completely freaked out by it and who she couldn’t tell it to. Maybe there would be nobody, but usually there was at least one person who she could confide in without having to be concerned that she’d be judged as an acceptable person to have around.

The ferry had begun to become not quite as congested by this point, allowing Robin the descend and grab the backpack, suitcase, and computer carrier that she had stored somewhere unimportant. They were all she had at this point in time, but they were all she needed as well. Since the school was on an island, she had figured there would be enough places to buy whatever they needed that she had traveled relatively light. If there wasn’t, well, online ordering was always a thing.

Disembarking with the few people that were left, her eyes were quickly drawn to the most notable scene in the unloading area, although not to the girl that had thrown up. Instead, her eyes went to the one in the gas mask, simply because it looked as out of place as she usually felt. Because of that, her look wasn’t one of the normal ones, and only fell on her because it was, well, the most interesting thing around.

It got even more interesting a moment later, when some guy walked up and executed probably the worst opening line in the history of ever. That was probably the worst thing to start out a conversation with, at least with any normal person, since the best that one could probably hope for was a simple “yes* that would end the conversation right there. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

16-Apr-2016 04:09:55

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