School of the Mutants ~ RP ~ players needed

[NinjaRooster]

Aaron sat on the ledge motionless. He stared into the dark night sky, looking at the stars and constellations and naming the ones he knew. A dark winged shape moved across the sky, blocking out some of the stars. "Probably an owl..." He dismissed it. Then it gradually descended towards the gates of the school. Curious, he turned inside and headed down the flights of stairs going to a side entrance. He got outside and slowly walked in the direction of the gates.

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

Luna's dress brushed lightly against the cool skin on her shins. Though, she created lots of ice around her, she was immune to the cold, so she wasn't cold in the cool night air. She took a deep breath and pushed through the glass double doors of the building, ice spreading across the handle and glass. The man in the wheel chair was right inside, the two people were no longer with him. The bald man smiled welcomingly. "I will show you to your room now." He said. She kept her gaze of the ground. She wasn't very outgoing. Even though the man was very nice and welcoming, she was still reserved. She nodded, her throat blocked. Ice spread around her feet. "Oops.... Sorry. I don't know how to control my powers..." She said apologetically, then fell silent. "It's alright. You'll learn to control it in no time at all." He said.

 

[NinjaRooster]

Arron watched from a behind a bush, as a girl with black wings walked across the lawn towards the front door. He closed his eyes and shook his head, as the scene appeared twice before him. He looked up again, this time to see the door frozen and sparkling in the dim light; then her hand reach out and touched it. "Wow" he said.

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

Luna followed the man upstairs to the third floor in an elevator. She didn't want to freeze the elevator system, so when she got to the stairs, her wings snapped out and she flew up to the third floor and waited outside the elevator doors. He lead her down the long hallway of dorm rooms to a white and blue door. "This will be your room. If you need anything, just ask someone around here." He said. "Th-thank you." She said softly. She reached out and opened the door, the handle instantly becoming covered in a thick later of ice. She walked into the room, ice spreading with each foot steps. Her eyes widened as she looked around the room and smiled. It had a huge king size bet with a fluffy white comforter and matching pillows, a white and blue dresser, and a walk in closet and bathroom. The man left and she shut her door. On the far wall was a huge floor to ceiling window and glass door to a balcony. She walked out onto the balcony and leaned against the stone railing, frost covering the entire balcony already. She balled her fist in front of her and then opened it. Hovering above her hand was a glowing white and blue ball. She tossed it into the air above her ad the ball exploded into thousands of snow flakes. They rained down on her balcony ad she smiled, the flakes catching on her thick black eye lashes and pitch black hair and wings.

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

Luna turned around and inspected the over hanging part of the roof. She snapped her fingers, "ah ha! That's what it's missing." She turned her hand palm up, and grabbed the air and pulled down in a cone shape. Long and short translucent clear-blue Icicles grew from the roof ledge. She smiled and swept her hand in front of the glass. Crystal and diamond shaped ice curled up the glass in snowflake designs, making it impossible to see through the glass, but allows sunlight in. She stomped her foot on the ground, and hard, purple-blue ice turned the entire balcony into hard icy stone that glimmered in the sun/moonlight. The snowflakes still fell around her, but a only around her and her balcony. None of them landed anywhere but the balcony. She smiled. She touched the fabric of her dress, causing a snowflake pattern to form, making her entire dress a snowy white-blue. She normally didn't do that to her dress, because people would be suspicious about where she had gotten her dress. Now she didn't need to worry about that. She touched her pitch black hair. From where she touched, glittery white spread across her waist long hair, making her it turn pure snowy white. She didn't make herself shoes. She preferred to be barefooted. She ran her hand once over the round knob on the glass door. The door knob turned into a diamond cut shaped ice handle. She smiled. "Perfect." She flicked her hair over her shoulder. Her pale, milky white skin almost glittered, like freshly fallen snow.

 

[Perfect Polish]

Name: Dakota Wolfe
Gender: F
Age: 15
Gift: communicate with animals of all kind
Crush:
Spouse: (over 19)
Personality: quiet and keep to self. Loner
History: She lived with only her father. Her mother died. She was cast out becaus she was thought of as a freak. She raised herself and is now at the school. She trust no one especially men because of her fathers cruelty
Picture/description:
She has black hair and eyes and a scar across her cheek.
Already at school? (Yes or no): yes
Castoff or runaway: cast off
Other:

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

[COLOR=333333]Name: Dakota Wolfe

Gender: F

Age: 15

Gift: communicate with animals of all kind 

Crush:

Spouse: (over 19)

Personality: quiet and keep to self. Loner

History: She lived with only her father. Her mother died. She was cast out becaus she was thought of as a freak. She raised herself and is now at the school. She trust no one especially men because of her fathers cruelty

Picture/description:[/COLOR]
[COLOR=333333]She has black hair and eyes and a scar across her cheek.

Already at school? (Yes or no): yes

Castoff or runaway: cast off

Other:[/COLOR]

(Accepted.)

 

[Wintent]

Name:Wintent
Gender:F
Age:15
Gift:Has wolf ears and tail and heightened senses
Crush:None, yet
Spouse:
Personality:Happy, loves to be outside, is easily saddened but usually bounces back in a few minutes. She enjoys long walks and playing. She tries to stay out of fights and usually flinches if someone acts as if they where going to hit her and she hates yelling.
History:Her mother was a quiet woman who never stood up for anything. Her father wasn't the best man he always came home late and usually drunk. He'd often beat her while her mother just watched. When her powers began to come in everything got ten times worse she got beat everyday and her mother began ignoring her completely. When she was 14 her mother left her father leaving Wintent with him. Her father blamed her for her mother leaving and locked her in her for days on end without food or water giving her malnutrition. One day when she had been locked in her room for a week her father had his current girlfriend over, and she stumbled upon her room. The woman fled in horror, her father stormed in there and made her leave with nothing but the clothes on her back.
Picture/description:

Already at school?:No
Castoff or runaway:Castoff
Other:She has many scars

 

[MollyBrownROX13]

Name:Wintent
Gender:F
Age:15
Gift:Has wolf ears and tail and heightened senses
Crush:None, yet
Spouse:
Personality:Happy, loves to be outside, is easily saddened but usually bounces back in a few minutes. She enjoys long walks and playing. She tries to stay out of fights and usually flinches if someone acts as if they where going to hit her and she hates yelling.
History:Her mother was a quiet woman who never stood up for anything. Her father wasn't the best man he always came home late and usually drunk. He'd often beat her while her mother just watched. When her powers began to come in everything got ten times worse she got beat everyday and her mother began ignoring her completely. When she was 14 her mother left her father leaving Wintent with him. Her father blamed her for her mother leaving and locked her in her for days on end without food or water giving her malnutrition. One day when she had been locked in her room for a week her father had his current girlfriend over, and she stumbled upon her room. The woman fled in horror, her father stormed in there and made her leave with nothing but the clothes on her back.
Picture/description:

Already at school?:No
Castoff or runaway:Castoff
Other:She has many scars

(Accepted.)

 

[Wintent]

(Accepted.)

(Yay!)