Fantasy/Modern School AU RP

[Keilah H.]

@calyhuge IDK why but for some reason, in my mind, the chemistry teacher looks something like a Minecraft villager.

Maybe because he has a really nasally voice, and they have kinda nasally-sounding “hmmm” noises??

"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers

[Keilah H.]

With the weird nose and everything, lol.

"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers

[Keilah H.]

@freedomwriter76 ok! that’s fine with me.

"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers

[Anonymous]

How’s this? @keilah-h

[Keilah H.]

@calyhuge lol yeah, kinda like that……

that’s too funny

"When in doubt, eat cheese crackers."-me to my charries who don't even know about cheese crackers

[GodlyFantasy12]

OHMGOSH 🤣 I WILL NOW BE IMAGINING THE TEACHER LIKE THIS XD

#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb

[whaley]

@freedomwriter76 @godlyfantasy12

It’s ok if you need a break 🙂 I’ll have Marcel bring Wolfie and Pax to the dorm, and they can stick there for as long as you girls want them to.

Marcel

The bell rang, signaling the first science class call. Marcel pushed away from the table and dumped his plate in a trash can nearby, then turned to face Wolfie and Paxton. “Time for class.”

The two boys hadn’t said much during lunch. The smaller leaned his head against the other, snowy curls drooping sleepily.

“Pax doesn’t feel good,” Wolfie said, making steely eye contact with the Guardian.

This kid had been overly defensive, ever since his crazy reaction to the joke last night. Even now, his bright eyes squinted suspiciously, glancing up at the crooked, stiff feathers encircling Marcel’s head.

Marcel huffed through his nose. “I don’t think he ever feels good. Can’t it wait until tonight?”

True to his name, Wolfie growled. “No!”

Pax clutched at his shirt, breaths shallow and fluttering.

The kid looked like he was going to have a panic attack again – or at least, a passive panic attack, if that was a thing. It made sense, what with all the frights he’d had that day. To Marcel, the fight with the winged brothers felt like it had happened months ago. But maybe Pax didn’t see it that way.

“I’ll drop Paxton off at the dorm.”

“Not on those wings, you don’t!” Wolfie held Pax tighter. “You’ll hurt him.”

Marcel had begun to spread out the bed of feathers he had made, and had reached out his hands to pick up the little boy, but hesitated at this remark.

He would hurt Pax, the boy had said.

He… yes, he might be rough around the edges.

But wasn’t that a good thing? A coolness to be desired. Something special, of his very own.

Maybe to have too much of a flair, was to flay as well.

It wasn’t like Marcel was particularly awesome in the first place…

A high-pitched voice floating above – Sebastian – made him jump. “You know, all this internal conflict is captivating, it really is – but we don’t have the time.”

Marcel bent over, and his wings whipped and curled back inside his hood. Seb fell, but landed relatively gracefully, turning a couple somersaults before bouncing back to his feet.

“He can ride on this cloud,” Marcel said quietly, and summoned one under the two boys’ feet. “It’s plenty soft, and he’s already rode one before. It’ll take him straight to the dorm.”

Wolfie looked as if he were about to protest, but he instead eased Paxton to a sitting position, and let the cloud carry them off.

Marcel watched them go.

Sebastian studied the older boy’s face. His brilliant blue eyes widened and shrank, like camera lenses, trying to find a focus.

Marcel noticed as he led the way to class, but feigned ignorance. They slipped into the already packed room, and found seats next to each other just as the teacher flipped open the textbook.

Sebastian

This new boy with the jam-packed power arsenal obviously had a personality complex. And Seb was going to figure him out.

On a simpler note, science was a useful class. Even if Seb cared nothing for the actual scientific part, he enjoyed the occasional mix-up of chemicals.

In fact, he had been waiting for this class for that specific reason.

He raised his hand, just as the teacher opened her mouth. She sighed, and gestured for him to ask his question. “Yes, Master Krataristo?”

“Oh, I was just going to compliment your face, Miss Miguel. A piece of sunshine in this cold, dark world, brightening up every time you bless us with a sm-”

“I would prefer if you left it at that. I wouldn’t want to blind you.” Miss Miguel crossed her arms. “Get your point across.”

“I can’t wait to conduct the chemistry experiments,” Sebastian crooned, and set his legs over the desk.

The teacher walked over, and pulled his seat, causing his feet to drop to the floor. “Believe it or not, there will be no chemistry in this class.”

Seb’s eyes widened. “But -”

“This is only science basics.” Miss Miguel made a point to smile, sweetly. “But I’m sure you won’t notice that over my dazzling countenance.”

The class tittered with laughter.

Seb took off his hat, and dug around in it for a good long while – he had installed a hole into his own dimension, no magic required – but as he pulled out bottle after bottle, every one of them was empty. Then, the hole flickered, and closed off, only moments after he had removed his fingers.

He facepalmed.

Splendid… now I have no ammunition, and a sprained pride to boot.

He hissed in Marcel’s ear. “I need to skip out on class.”

“Why?”

“If I miss the older students’ chemistry class, I’m doomed.”

“I repeat, why?”

Seb bounced up and down in his chair impatiently, but it didn’t do any good. “Okay… I need explosives.”

Marcel raised an eyebrow.

“Like, I actually need them. Not for a prank or anything. If I don’t have music and something along the lines of dynamite – you know, easily flammable -” He gestured wildly, “I have no mode of transportation or style. My powers don’t appear out of the blue, you know.”

“Why those two things? Can’t you just use music?”

“It’s complicated, cherub. Rules are rules.”

“Don’t call me that.” Marcel glanced around, and leaned closer. “Just ask for a bathroom pass. Meet me in the boy’s restroom after this class is over, so I know you haven’t been called out.”

Sebastian did so. Within a few minutes, he was racing down the hall, hoping desperately that the chemistry class hadn’t ended yet.

#ProtectAdolinKholin

[GodlyFantasy12]

@whalekeeper XD! I luv these boys so much.

I think I’ll RP real quick 😊

@freedomwriter76

Paxton

Paxton nuzzle his head into his backpack, lolling helplessly against Wolfie’s side as Marcel’s fuzzy white cloud led them to their dorm.

He didn’t have the energy to enjoy the ride this time, his nerves sparking every blasted second he sat still, making his fingers and legs twitch. He sniffled, feeling small and babyish, and for good reason!

Now he would miss class.

His mother would find out. That was only natural.

She wouldn’t be happy. Not one bit.

He shuddered at the thought, turning and digging his nose into Wolfie’s side, breathing in the safety and security he felt wafting off of him.

His fingers twitched around his backpack straps, longing to unzip the bag and pull out his beloved stuffed bear.

To pinch and pull and rub at her ears and fur. To run his thumb over her button eyes. To smell the deep, ingrained scent of paint and old books from spilled art supplies and secret library trips.

But he couldn’t do it now.

Just a bit longer.

 

#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb

[whaley]

@godlyfantasy12

There we go! 😛

#ProtectAdolinKholin

[Anonymous]

@godlyfantasy12 Aww, Pax! 🥹😭💗🥰😘

@whalekeeper @smiley

I think I’ll just RP when I can, and only be a few characters regularly, lol…but I wanna RP real fast, so…here we go XXD

Tony

“So Bruce and Tony, sense you both like similar things, do you work together on protects?”

Bruce nodded. “Uhm…sometimes…”

Tony grinned. “It’s a lot of fun, too.”

 

A bell rang.

 

“Well, looks like lunch is over. We should probably all get to class.” Clint noted, standing and grabbing his tray of food.

“Yeah, don’t want to be late.” Natasha replied.

[hybridlore]

@freedomwriter76

So.. um… I might’ve asked this already, and then just never did, but can I join?

I realized Addison needs a lot of character development 😅

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. ~ C.S. Lewis

[Anonymous]

@hybridlore of course you can join!!!!!! 🥰🥰

I’m not the best at explaining stuff…but this is basically a boarding school RP kind of thing….

@whalekeeper @godlyfantasy12

can either one of you girls explain this better? 😘😂

[hybridlore]

@freedomwriter76

Thanks!! 😊 So, I’ve actually read through a lot of this, since it’s active all the time… I just never really had a character I wanted in here, I guess… but I would still love to hear the guidelines or rules!

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. ~ C.S. Lewis

[whaley]

@hybridlore @freedomwriter76

No problem! 😊 Here’s the basics I wrote a while ago.

This is Destina Tasin – a boarding school for highschoolers, either human or mutated dragon-angel-superhero tweens. Your choice.

You are allowed to put in as many characters as you want, whoever you want (there are fanfic characters from stuff such as Marvel, Star Wars, etc), and wherever you want. The school does not have a solid blueprint (although, I have seriously considered drawing one for myself).

On one wing, we have the boy’s dorms. On the other, the girls’. You can create your own dorm, or join someone else’s.

Schedule:

Math

English

Elective

Lunch

Science

History

ANOTHER elective

The electives… you are allowed to invent pretty much any elective you want. We have a lot of characters who chose PE, for example – but we also have Dancing, Band, Cooking, Botany, and all other things. When you choose an elective, go ahead and ask other people if they are in it too! That way, your character can make friends.

We have a school dance coming up. Boys are asking girls right now. Careful where you tread. You may break some hearts. This dance will be in… I don’t even know. A week? We’re still in the process of girls getting dresses, guys asking them out, etc. Just roll with it, and you’ll be fine.

School staff (at least the ones I am aware of):

Paxton’s mom. I think her name is Lilith? Belongs to @godlyfantasy12 – headmistress. EVIL. Generally don’t roleplay with her unless Godly lets you.

Art teacher – Mr. Ziegler. Quite kind, good with teens.

Botany teacher – Miss Constance Soleil. Also kind.

Dance teacher – Old nameless man, easily amused.

Philosophy teacher – Also no name. Practically dead from lack of sun.

12-14 year old Science teacher – Miss Miguel. Very smart with kids, doesn’t let them get away with anything.

Chemistry teacher – A rather scatter-brained guy with some sort of nasal problem.

…

Some rules

You can write other people’s characters for them if they’re having a conversation – but only a little, and as best as you think the original writer would. The original writer should make their own character’s decisions, not you.

If there’s a bit of a mix-up, sort it out the best you can, without affecting the timeline too much.

No language, no inappropriate stuff. If you must include gore, abuse, or more young adult topics, put a Content Warning above your entry, with an explanation.

Otherwise, play around! You can mess around with the classes, add new rooms, all that cool stuff! 😉

 

We are now in Science.

#ProtectAdolinKholin

[hybridlore]

@whalekeeper

Thanks! I’ll post some character info in a minute

Anyone else having trouble accessing the page with posts on it? When I click on this topic, it only lets me reply, not see other posts…

Oop, never mind, it worked lol. But it’s happened a lot before

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Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again. ~ C.S. Lewis

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