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In a world of myths and mysteries, the pinnacle of the magical academies exists. Eldritch Academy offers education to all ages and species but specializes in the study and training of one's innate mystical capabilities, often called Eldritch Energies, Powers, or Unknowns, but more formally known as their Talent. However, tensions run high with the nations only holding a fragile peace as the Talents that rival the epitomes of technology change the balance of power.
With the more recent uprising of evil Shades and introduction of combat-oriented programs into Talent-focused schools, nations grow more aggressive towards one another. The demand for resources grows, and skirmishes at the border of Arka and Mistere become more frequent. Monsters run into the nations from the Wildes, terrorizing villages and cities. The need for trained or in-training Hunters and Guardians has never been more urgent.
Of Myths and Mysteries
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FEBRUARY 20, 2019
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can you feel the rush now? [private moth]
Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende
OOC Account
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Nov 26, 2018 19:12:05 GMT -6
Post by Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende on Nov 26, 2018 19:12:05 GMT -6
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Late night, as per normal the clouds had clustered across the sky as a thick blanket, hiding the stars and moon leaving much of the school in an ocean of darkness. A few lampposts around the pathways spilled light across the cobbles and every so often a light in a professors office would flick off. The clock tower had just chimed, the nine seconds of melodic sounds indicating that it was three quarters past the house, it had been eleven last she checked, so now eleven forty five. the window to her dorm room had been left open so there was no worries there about sneaking back in before morning. for now the quiet landscape around her provided a break from the night terrors which racked her mind.
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Smoke trailing out as the soft apple crumble scent of the vape spread out with every exhale. Slight traces of nicotine were smothered by the sickly sweetness, yet it was calming. She used to sit on a bench in the forest yet once a professor had noticed her due to the oddity of her talent. After all a glowing person with sweet scents was sure to attract attention, so now she sat on the roof the east wing, feet rhythmically kicking the stone of the building as they hung off the edge. Even if she fell it wouldn't hurt that much. The view was worth it, until she noticed a person beneath her. Not calling or shouting simply staring, the odd figure was one she hadn't seen before and honestly she had just gotten to a good spot.
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He, it looked male atleast but who knew it could have been a short haired girl with absolutely no curves. Was there a berating about to come? Could she expect some sort of threat to wake up a professor or have her expelled. But no there was nothing, "Aye mate you just going to stare or summinth?" It was odd for her to speak in such a relaxed fashion, yet it was probably due to the calming effects of the nicotine infused apple crumble.
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Moth
Student Guardian
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Nov 27, 2018 0:10:21 GMT -6
Post by Moth on Nov 27, 2018 0:10:21 GMT -6
This was a time when normal people were in their dorms, finishing out the day by hanging out, doing homework, or more commonly sleeping. Not Moth, though. He was padding around outside in his usual bare feet, looking like a lonely ghost. Oh, he wasn't particularly lonely, but his very soft glow, shimmery pale skin, and white hair and clothing combo made him seem ethereal. With pure mindless joy he walked under the lamps, pausing at each one to admire the light within. Anything that lit up was fascinating to him. He wasn't fond of technology at all, and should have hated the electricity sucking posts, but how could he ever hate something that gave off such a soothing glow? The brighter it was, the more his eyes and body were drawn to it, smiling sweetly as if at a friend.
On his third lap around the east wing grounds chasing the same lights, he finally noticed something different. Something glowing over head...a light different to the one that lit up the outside but way more intriguing. It had caught him in rapture, easing him into contentment to watch the neon human shape probably until the largest light, the sun, made its appearance. It was only when the light spoke that he even blinked. "I was gonna stare, yeah! You're lights are pretty~" he replied brightly, a grin on his mouth. Perhaps he was attracted to such bright things because he was so...dim?
"I'm coming up," he announced suddenly, darting inside at a run and heading straight for the stairs. Moth couldn't resist getting closer to the neon glow, basking in it regardless of her preferences. Bottoms of feet slapped several floors of staircase before he suddenly crawled out of a window somewhere, probably in a hallway. Not being a strong fellow since fairies were quite physically weak, he almost slipped and failed serval times before finally clawing his way onto the shingles. Huffing and puffing, he crawled over to her and seated himself beside her as if they'd always been friends. "S-Sorry...gotta catch my...oh! Haha! I could've just flown up here!" the white boy realized, his satin white moth wings unfurling from his back just at the thought. "That'd have been so much easier!" he laughed, joyous despite his stupidity.
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Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende
OOC Account
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VITALITY •
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STRENGTH •
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SPEED •
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Nov 27, 2018 21:18:57 GMT -6
Post by Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende on Nov 27, 2018 21:18:57 GMT -6
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He admitted to staring, the annoying little twerp. didn't his fat mother teach 'im that staring was rude. Not that rudeness or mothers mattered much. A compliment, her light was pretty huh? a brow raised slightly as a chuckle broke the could before her. Not radioactive, or creepy or weird, pretty. Now that was a new one. Was this guy high or something? just complimenting her with his teeth bared into a widening smile. he was coming up? the male was blundering up the stairs, hurrying to her it seemed. What was she some sort of princess stuck in a tower.
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Sprouting out of a window the figure hauled itself out, yes indeed it was male. Muscles stiffened, the scent of apple crumble penetrating the air as to calm herself another tsunami of vape was flung out. The oddity plonked himself next to her, what was he some sort of best friend, whatever it was such a nice night there was no need to ruin it. The wings caught her attention, the few shards of light crawling through the cloud layer seemed to light them up like beacons. Bright and white, so he could have flown indeed. Now they were pretty wings, wouldn't they look much better as a belt perhaps.
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Eh, maybe this could provide some entertainment. Who was this kid, "ey, you want some?" The offering was of the vape she held in a dark purple hand, everything offered came with strings as always. "So whats ya name white boy? Why'd you come up 'ere" So was he some sort of snitch to the teachers? Not that it mattered, many of them knew the oni would be out at night.
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Moth
Student Guardian
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60 (D-)
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Nov 28, 2018 4:56:33 GMT -6
Post by Moth on Nov 28, 2018 4:56:33 GMT -6
Usually things colored as she was were deadly in the wild, brightly hued to ward off predators or draw dinner in to their doom. Like poison dart frogs and mantis shrimp. Smarter people might have shied away, but she was a glory in his eyes. Besides, even if the thought of color equals danger had crossed the dim boy's mind, he'd have brushed it off. Fairies were friends of all animals, so even the dangerous ones were good conversation and nice allies to have. Alas, this was a level of deep thought foreign to Moth as of late, so he just sat smiling at the girl with his feet dangling off the roof, legs swinging with glee.
She offered her cool smoke maker thing. Most fairies were health nuts and would have recoiled, but instead his moon-kissed hand reached out in wonder. It smelled lovely. He very much loved apples and any food or smell made from them. "What is it?" he asked, though without waiting for an answer he took a big inhale like he's watched her do. It did smell and taste as lovely as scented air could being breathed, but the process that made the vapor promptly sent him into coughs as his lungs wondered what the heck was going on. It burned just a little, but before he could dwell on that sensation another hit. A tingling in his brain and body. He felt slightly giddy, and weightless a little like he was hovering but his wings weren't moving an his butt was still on the roof. "Hee," he giggled, hanging the device back to her and marveling at the airy feeling. "My name is Moth...what's yours?" he answered her now, smile subduing into a small shy one. "I wanted to get a better look at your pretty glow. I like lights..."
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Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende
OOC Account
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68 D+
VITALITY •
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STRENGTH •
4
SPEED •
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Neon Idiosyncrasy
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Nov 28, 2018 5:55:53 GMT -6
Post by Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende on Nov 28, 2018 5:55:53 GMT -6
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What was it? Had he never seen a vape, geez what was with this kid just accept the offer. Go on, yes take an inhale. Idiot, he'd never smoked before obviously, not used to the irritation it put on ones lungs probably. Hereee it came, the euphoric feeling that was induced by the traces of nicotine underneath the viel of apple. He seemed to talk a lot, yet as he handed it back she contemplated for just a moment over his presence before taking another long draught, sending the smoke out of her nostrils. "moth aye, Im Scylla. like that really, rawr scary beast from the myths., the one that had a gazillion bazillion heads and ate sailors who came too close." A test of sorts perhaps, at least that was how she could rationalize the sudden and unexpected comment.
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moth was an odd name indeed, yet it seems that whatever had named him had decided to name him after the most prominent characteristic, that of being moth like. As he seemed to be attracted to lights, he'd mentioned that her lights were pretty, and now he said it again. her glow was pretty, that was an odd statement, "thanks i guess. do you want me to make you glow pretty?" It was a vague statement, probably too vague for a fool who forgot be had wings, "i control like, spray paints and stuff, I can use glow in the dark ones, although they'll wash off after a few house." Was it safe for the skin? well probably not but if this 'Moth' was lacking more brain cells than the sage teen then he likely wouldn't mind.
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ooc ;; i slep now
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Moth
Student Guardian
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Nov 30, 2018 3:44:53 GMT -6
Post by Moth on Nov 30, 2018 3:44:53 GMT -6
As she told him her name, he giggled again. Rawr. He liked that word. The way she said it amused him, as did her explanation of her name. Scylla was a name he did know. While he was deficient in nearly every other area, Moth was well versed in animals and myths about animals. An odd specialty, but there'd been a time when he knew far more things. Missing her hint at her less than stellar personality and intentions, all the pale teen could think was that someone as nice and bright as this couldn't be as dangerous as such a fearsome creature like that. He didn't feel scared at all, and she only had one head.
Once she made her super nice offer, his face lit up almost literally. His very subtle glow intensified for a second just as his face resembled that of a child on Christmas morning. "OH! Would you do that for me, Scylla?!" the boy asked in foolish excitement, half high from the sudden introduction of nicotine to his super healthy body, half because he was just living in blissful ignorance. "I would love for you to paint me pretty like you. The brighter the better! What a neato talent~"
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Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende
OOC Account
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68 D+
VITALITY •
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STRENGTH •
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RESILIENCE •
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Neon Idiosyncrasy
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Dec 23, 2018 20:04:00 GMT -6
Post by Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende on Dec 23, 2018 20:04:00 GMT -6
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he was giggling at her name? really that was rude, such a child, annoying. moth now that was a name to laugh at. yet he took her up on the offer, with a face that was like an orphan being told they could choose anything in the bakery, could that grin really not get any bigger. he would love for her to paint her pretty huh, a bright paint with her 'neato' talent. perhaps this little brat wasn't so bad. perhaps she could try something fun, boost his vitality perhaps. the e-cig vape still clenched between her teeth as thing trails of smoke simply flated out on broken pieces her relaxed concentration took more than a few moments to figure out what it was that she wanted, fine streamed neon spray paint cans right. he wanted colours, right bright ones, a white was good, of course blue and green partnered perhaps with yellow, no, yea yellow.
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"stand up, still" Starting on the top of his head and then working down to his feet she started work on a cascading waterfall. like one of those pretty designs she saw from hiskawa, with the white caps in it and blues. some of his skin and clothing was left uncovered for emphasis. it was an odd design for her yet the apple crumble flavour and slight hints of nicotine had relaxed her. ever movement moth made she would glare slightly and command him to "stand still idiot" he asked for a masterpiece, which was what it looked like so far yet it ain't not looking like scylla, not like her work or anything. this was a double sided canvas though she could still do something on his back.
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it needed more her, she hadn't used the yellow. a small puff of smoke and the blue vanished, replaced with a pinking orange, they were all neon and glow in the dark so it wouldn't look realistic but there would be few who could mistake the curving shape and sagging at the bottom, then the odd shape at the top which formed a phallus aiming towards the top of the moth guys head. yo ye ya that was looking fine. "you want to go find a mirror, we can like, go inside and maybe a staff bathroom or somewhere will have a mirror to check yourself out in, can turn off the lights and watch you glow" juggling the cans slightly when each one reached the highest point they vanished into a glowing puff of smoke, heh, like some kind of magic dragon was around
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Moth
Student Guardian
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60 (D-)
VITALITY •
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STRENGTH •
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SPEED •
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5
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Dec 31, 2018 3:31:41 GMT -6
Post by Moth on Dec 31, 2018 3:31:41 GMT -6
The boy had held as still as possible, but with all his excitement and anticipation, it was rather difficult. Trying to sneak a peek got him scolded more than once, but his attention span wasn't very long anyway. The feel of the spray paint tickled him sometimes, sending him into barely contained giggles. This was all very thrilling, not that it took much to amuse him. Once she was done, he hurriedly stared down, already elated with the colors even if the design eluded him in its upside-down perspective. Moth absolutely could not wait to see it! "Oh thank you, Scylla! Amazing! I have to go look now."
Beautiful white moth wings appeared from his phallus-decorated back, so pure and decent in contrast to the graffiti they came from. With a couple flaps he was darting over the roof's side and into the window he'd climbed from earlier. A mirror, a mirror. Where had he seen a mirror? Oh, he desperately needed one! To see himself glow in the illuminated colors like she did might somehow be every dream he'd had come true, as daft as that notion is. Soft foot falls of bare feet thumped down the sage dorm's hall, pale gray eyes searching for any reflective surface. Closed doors, so many closed doors. So square, sharp edges! If he was home in his tree, everything was smooth and round, and he knew where everything was...maybe he'd just fly home to take a look-- OH WAIT. He had a dorm room here! That's where he'd seen the mirror in the back of his fuzzy memory. Yes, to make sure his clothes weren't wrinkled in the morning. Wrinkled clothes cause wrinkled noses, his mother always said.
But he'd already passed it. Veering around in a tight U shape, he ran back up the hall and let himself into his room. It was just like the other cookie cutter dorms of Eldritch Academy, though any new eyes would catch the scampering of a startled squirrel under a bed and a blue bird tweeting its guts out from his bed post, pissed about being disturbed. There were fresh baked goods everywhere, even a pie sitting in the windowsill though it had long since cooled. Beside his bed was a strange arrangement of bark on the wall near where his head would lie, and it seemed one piece was smooth from repeated touching. Perhaps something that made him feel more at home? That would explain the branches and twigs with leaves suspended from the ceiling, and the general scent of forrest wood. At least it didn't smell like boy? As of yet he had no roommate (probably no one could endure this fairy's quirks), which was fine. It was weird not living in a cramped tree trunk with gammy, his parents, and his siblings, but since everything was new, why not also be alone? Should Scylla be following him, he'd leave the door open for her. Standing before his closet, he peered into the mirror, glowing perfectly in the darkness. "OH MY GOSH!" he gushed, clapping his hands and forgetting all about his potentially sleeping neighbors. Once the clapping subsided, he was hugging himself as if he was hugging the lights themselves. "It's...it's the best! Yay! Hee hee," and there he was giggling again, oblivious to the less beautiful and more crass image he displayed on the reverse side. How long would it take him to notice? It was hard to tell, but he had little intention of washing it off any times soon... "It's a...what's it called? When it's like, a really good painting. The best art. Uhhmmm....masterpiece! Yeah! You should make arts like these on paper. I'd have them all over my wall!"
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Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende
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68 D+
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SPEED •
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Jan 7, 2019 3:43:21 GMT -6
Post by Priscilla "Scylla" Lysende on Jan 7, 2019 3:43:21 GMT -6
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Even if she wasn't at her most energetic there was still a spark of misc chief within n which was rearing to see his reaction. Moth was his name, what a weird name. Well, Priscilla had a nickname of an animal too, but the great sea monster Scylla was so much better than 'moth' really who would want to be called moth. Someone not in their right mind, which judging from the amount of sniggers and laughter this kid really wasn't all there.
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He really had moth wings, they were sort of pretty, not in a beautiful way but they would make a nice canvas for painting on. It would be a dream to ruin their perfection. For a moment she just stared over the side, gaze lingering on the pen window before tactfully climbing down and swinging in. Harshly touching down she made no effort to be quiet, these twerps would be much easier to deal with if they were sleepy.
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So it had a room like this, from what she could see the dirt and nature materials were intentional. Yet there was an opportunity. For a few moments mothman 2.0 stood before the mirror, a thin marker appeared in her hand as the shape of a bag was slyly sketched into the air, there were times when she was thankful of what had been viciously brought out from her, her talent was truly helpful. Sliding the newly created bag over her shoulder just as a rather sudden 'omg' was uttered. She could distract the creature with chatter whilst acquiring and removing every baked delight that the room had to offer. Someone as stupid as this wouldn't hardly notice, and so what she could just stuff him full of nicotine. He seemed happy enough, the pie slid into the bad as she raised a brow at the male hugging himself. Its a what, his brain cells were lacking. masterpiece, this. Some slashing watery waves and a dick, "Yea masterpiece, great innit" make them, on paper, the paper would just turn into mush from spraypaint. Selling artwork, seemed like a chore if she'd have to create something based off someones order. "eh, maybe wood would work. ya having a glow in the dark, in your room. if there was a glowing picture at night would you be able to sleep with those em, uh, tendencies of yours ya know" Swirls of smoke escaped out of her mouth as she slipped the last of her targets- a delectable tray of brownies, into the bag. This nutter would probably let her paint his room, floors walls and all. heh was an interesting thought, maybe one day she'd do art properly, spray an entire universe onto the ceiling of some great hall.
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Moth
Student Guardian
GRADE •
60 (D-)
VITALITY •
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STRENGTH •
1
SPEED •
2
RESILIENCE •
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STAMINA •
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Jan 11, 2019 5:32:26 GMT -6
Post by Moth on Jan 11, 2019 5:32:26 GMT -6
Moth didn't even notice she was thieving all his baked goods. He was too wrapped up in the pretty water design and hugging himself, unable to remove his eyes. It would be a feat indeed to distract him from her paint job, the glowing colors consuming him and most of his brain functions. One thing she did say brought him out a little, enough to speak but not to look at her. "Oh, if my room was painted this way I'd never sleep again. My eyes could never leave it, it's so pretty~" he answered honestly, though not fully considering that the lack of sleep would probably be bad for him. But if MOth was up admiring lights and glowing things most of the night anyway, like now, when exactly did he sleep?
"How can I ever repay you, Scylla?" he asked, though his pale, colorless hues never left the mirror and himself. The boy seemed content to stand in front of the mirror forever. Without a roommate, it might also not be out of the question that it could be days before he moved again unless prompted.
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