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#Post#: 333764--------------------------------------------------
Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: jellybean081486 Date: April 6, 2013, 8:15 pm
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‘Give it back, Eroan, give it back!’ Elora screamed within her
own mind.
‘Not until I have a little fun. Besides, this Zoe chick is hot!’
‘I hate you right now, Eroan!’
“It is a pleasure to meet you Zoe, I’m Ero… I mean, I’m Elora.”
Her brother spoke, using her voice.
Eroan didn’t hesitate to take the girl’s hand in his, though it
appeared that Elora was the culprit. She fumed inside as her
brother controlled her, leading Zoe inside the school building
and towards the office. He had a plan though, and Elora did not
like it completely. She did, however, share Eroan’s thoughts
that the girl was beautiful.
“Are you sure you want to be going to class so soon? I mean you
are late, and so am I. Perhaps we can skip today, and come back
tomorrow.” A soft smile spread across Elora’s face, which only
irritated her more.
‘Are you trying to make me look bad, Eroan? I mean, seriously?
Are you trying to make me kiss her?’
‘Maybe. You will find out soon enough, dearest twin sister.’
‘You don’t have to be this mean! Your death was an accident! I
mean, you were trying to kill me!’
‘That is neither here nor there, Elora. I will give your body
back in due time.’
‘And I will find a way to keep you from taking control again.’
“Tell me, Zoe, what brings such a rich girl such as you to this
school? You know there aren’t many humans that go here. In fact,
I myself am only partially human.” Eroan laughed, tucking a
strand of hair behind Elora’s ear, displaying slightly pointed
ears. “I am new here too, though, but have heard a lot about
this place.”
Elora screamed and beat against the confines of her mind,
causing Eroan’s movements of her body to halt. With extreme will
of mind, Elora managed to reinsert herself into control. This
caused Eroan to bellow and seethe, and struggle greatly; but
using their combined power, Elora constructed a mental prison
for her brother. It would take him a long time to get free.
Catching her breath, Elora readdressed Zoe. “I apologize. I was
not myself just now. I hope I did not say anything
inappropriate.” Yet, despite saying this, Elora did not release
the girl’s hand.
‘You are such a bitch, Elora. You are going to pay for this when
I get free.’
“That is if you get free, Eroan.” She said, aloud.
#Post#: 333777--------------------------------------------------
Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: Megan Date: April 6, 2013, 8:38 pm
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She closes her eyes and tries to drowned out the sound. It
wasn't clear what direction it was coming from, but she could
hear an argument somewhere. She pinched the bridge of her nose.
Trying to focus. A buzzing sound, almost like that of locusts in
the summer erupted in her head. The girl seemed slightly
distracted. She couldn't understand what the words where but she
could tell the pitch changes between male and female. Where were
they coming from?
She shook her head trying to get rid of the sound. She barely
heard the girl when she spoke again. She caught her name though.
Elora. "Elora," She repeated tasting the name. "That's a pretty
name." She smiled again. When Elora took her hand and began to
lead her for some reason Zoe didn't fight her. She just let her
lead her. The thought of skipping school when Elora mentioned it
sounded kind of good she didn't want to be there anyway, but
before she could answer she heard the arguing again. The buzzing
in her head got louder.
When Elora spoke again Zoe tried to shake her head to rid her of
the buzzing. She caught few words of what she said. But she
caught one word "RICH." Dammit how did she know? Zoe sighed and
shook her head. "My parents said I will soon figure out why I am
here." Zoe looked at Elora, she seemed to be struggling. Or in
some sort of anguish. Dammit, Zoe thought she had found a
friend. Now she wouldn't know weather she was true or not.
When Elora spoke again she said she wasn't herself. Zoe was
confused by this but didn't say anything, she was about to make
an excuse to leave when the buzzing filled her mind again and
the arguing seemed to start again, though this time the male
seemed more distant. Muffled. When Elora spoke again she
addressed someone named Eroan. Zoe had enough she stepped back,
freeing her hand. "How do you know who I am?" She glared. "I
don't know who Eroan is, but I have to go, I have a head ache
and I'm missing class. Please if you could keep who I am to
yourself that would be great." Then Zoe began to stalk off,
irritated.
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: jellybean081486 Date: April 6, 2013, 8:54 pm
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A frown etched across Elora’s lips as the girl started to walk
away from her. However, anger welled up within her; because it
was her brother’s doing that cause the girl to be upset. She
took in a deep breath and reached her hand out, gently taking
the girl’s once more. A soft, genuine smile spread across her
lips, an attempt to hide her inner frustration.
“I do apologize, Zoe. I…” She paused, unsure if she should
continue; but she already knew of the girl’s inheritance, so it
only seemed appropriate. “I only know of your wealth because of
my brother.” She tapped her temple with her free hand. “Since he
passed away, he has lived within my mind. In fact, it was my
brother that guided you inside, until I regained control.”
She spoke slowly, calmly, and tried her best to be reassuring.
She did not care if the girl was rich, material possessions were
not was she desired. She truly wished for friendship, like she
had just created with the boy, Shawn.
‘You are so lame, Elora! You could kiss her right now, and she
would melt. I know she would.’
Elora rolled her eyes, and squeezed Zoe’s hand gently. Releasing
her hand, she moved it through her brunette hair, pinning locks
behind her ears. Her green eyes closed for a moment, before
reopening and staring into the girl’s eyes. Zoe truly was
beautiful, just as Shawn was handsome, and this confounded
Elora. But she ignored the conflict of emotion and forged
onward.
“I do not mind if you have massive wealth, Zoe, though my
brother does. I merely want friends for the first time in my
life. I have always been ridiculed by the humans that I lived
near.” Her smiled broadened greatly as she spoke. “And if you
still would like to skip school, I have a little hideout in the
woods back there. I am very fond of the woods.”
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: Megan Date: April 6, 2013, 9:09 pm
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Zoe sighs. Then looks at the girl. For some reason. She believed
her. She actually wondered if it was her brother and her arguing
that she heard. She only nodded and squeezed her fingers. Then
laced them through Elora's.
"I would be glad to skip with you today. I can't turn down a
friend. And with the head ache I have I believe you. Were you
and your brother fighting?" She tugged at Elora's hand trying to
get her to walk. She couldn't deny the girl just seemed
so...genuine. She just hoped she could trust her. It was hard to
trust anyone. She had thought that that was why her mother and
father sent her here. But now with the things she was hearing,
she wasn't quite sure. The conversation burned in her mind...
"I'm not going mom!" Zoe screamed at her mother. She didn't want
to be shipped off to some school. What the fuck? She wasn't that
smart and she wasn't gifted. "I'm not even smart mom! This is a
gifted kids school. I can't even get in here!"
Her mother shook her head. "I went there when I was younger. I
didn't realize till after I got there why I was there. You will
figure it out too. I need to warn you. Not every one there is
normal, so you must be accepting. I'm sorry dear."
"You will be wrote out of the will if you refuse to go. This is
your last hope. You don't want to go to school here anymore, I
understand. But your mother seems to think this is the next best
thing. So you are going." Her father stormed from the room as if
it was final.
Zoe smiled to Elora and tugged her hand again. "Lets go."
#Post#: 333792--------------------------------------------------
Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: MrMaru Date: April 6, 2013, 9:22 pm
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A stark young man of roughly sixteen makes his way to the steps
of the school. Short black hair, dark brown eyes with green
rings, and a powerful jaw; the face of the masculine entity who
would soon enroll to this place if it were the one he sought.
Standing at a stoic six foot two inches, even, and two hundred
thirty five pounds, the teenager looks up towards the daunting
entrance. "Hmm. Time to crash the party."
With a grin etching itself across his firm lips, the muscular
youth scales the steps; slipping past the large doors and into
the building. With dark blue jeans covering his legs and a black
cotton shirt adorning his chest, he looks around; the glowing
orb in the midst of his chest radiates out like a beacon of
light in a sea of darkness. Looking around, unsure which way to
go, he sighs; his belt, black leather, holding his pants and a
few surprises up.
"Where the hell am I?" But even if they would respond fast
enough, the boy's path takes him to what he can only guess to be
a power grid. Grinning wildly, he begins to examine the port for
a sign of weakness to be exploited. Uncaring of the legality,
the technopath begins to look deeper; searching for a place to
jack in. "Oh well. Either tell me, or I'll simply take the
information I seek. Nothing is secret from me."
#Post#: 333802--------------------------------------------------
Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: jellybean081486 Date: April 6, 2013, 9:40 pm
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“Yes, sadly we were arguing. He always likes to add his two
cents in the most awkward of times.”
Elora shook her head and smiled at the girl. This might just
turn out to be a wonderful day after all, though skipping school
had not been on her schedule. Perhaps her brother was having a
greater influence upon her than she first thought. But that was
not necessarily a bad thing.
She allowed Zoe to tug her through the halls, assumedly moving
towards the forest. But as they moved, she could feel the pent
up emotions storming through the girl’s mind. Her eyes filled
with concern, and she glanced sideways at the girl. She knew all
about inner turmoil, in fact that inner turmoil made it aware of
the she had as much as possible.
“Are you alright, Zoe? You seem upset?” She asked, tugging the
girl to a stop.
‘Yea, she’s upset that you took me out of the picture.’
“Shut up, Eroan. No one cares.”
A fear began to form a knot in Elora’s stomach, though. Would
Zoe still be her friend, if she knew the truth behind Eroan’s
death? Would anyone wish to speak with her, if they knew the
truth. She would hope so, but the uncertainty was crippling to
her. A new tear rolled down her cheek while she stared at the
girl, hoping she did truly have a new friend.
“Zoe, I have something to ask you.”
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: Tempest Date: April 6, 2013, 10:46 pm
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The principal's office; a prisoner meeting the warden for the
first time. Tempest had to get registered, but how would she do
that with no particular background; no parents, and her only
guardian is, for all she knows, dead and gone. Her only friend
was a boy by the name of Mahoe. They always played together,
which usually left their playground leveled into dust. She
missed him and missed Rilla, but now was time to hone her mind
into the world around her; school. Sitting upon an oaken bench,
Tempest was clothed in a grey trench coat which blanketed her
attire of a tank top and capri pants. Not her usual style, but
she figured it'll work for the time being. Smooth ebony flesh
graced her body, white hair hung from her head, dangling down to
her waist; it even seemed to roil and tumble like clouds, even
producing a mist as well. Blue eyes surveyed the premises, as if
watching out for any particular threats that could lurk around
every corner. Tempest wasn't good around people; she only hung
around Mahoe and Rilla. The Maridian's body seemed to exude this
aquatic aura which lightly dampened anythings he was around. As
she waited for further instruction, Tempest noticed two woman
making their way past the large window, holding hands. They
seemed quite happy and, honestly, it lightened Tempest's mood a
bit. Maybe this place would be interesting after all.
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: Arcane Arulieus Date: April 6, 2013, 11:42 pm
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~As class started Demarious just looked out the window and
wondered why he had to come here, like he understood but didn't
want to be here, being one of two pure bloods of his family.
His Father was mixed but remained at the top along with his
mother who had been missing for years. He sighed, as he heard
someone yelling. "Demarious!!!!" He jumped from his seat as he
sat up. "Yes Ma'am?" The teacher sighed and looked to him and
then to the others. "I know you don't want ot be here, but you
have no choice. So please pay attention." Demarious frowned a
bit as he nodded. "Yes, of course." The other kids all giggled
and whispered to one another mocking him for getting in trouble.
His anger began to boil, is he continued to do so his power
would rise. The demonic voice rang out again. "Easy boy, you
need to calm yourself." Demarious sighed once more and ignored
the others.~
~He looked to the clocked as the bell rang, "Finally" He
whispered under his breath. Looking to his schedule and over
viewing what he had to attend. "Let''s see, Chemistry down, now
I have calculus, history 101, Gym class, Lunch, and that
concludes my day. Now I have to go to Gym." He sighed knowing
this would be great, "Not" As he began to walk down the
hallway, a group of jocks were walking by and slammed Dema into
the locker. Though he was six foot one and had muscle structure
he toned down his body and hid this real stature to avoid
attention being drawn to him "Asshole" Slipped through his lips
as the group walked by. Instantly stopping. "What did you just
say you little punk?" Dema cocked a brow as the slightly shorter
but fairly stout "You heard me" His tone deeper as he dropped
his bag. His anger beginning to rise once more as the other
jocks formed a circle around the two, yelling
"FIGHT....FIGHT....FIGHT.." Demarious chuckled as the demon
spoke. "Normally i would say calm down boy, but put this pompus
little jerk off in his place." Dema nodded and looked around for
teachers and anyone else. They were the only ones in the
hallway. The Jock that was going to fight took a stance and
spoke. "Come on, i'm going to fuck you up." Dema laughed out
loud as he stepped forward. "What are you laughing at?' the
angered jock stepped forward quickly with a right hook,
Demarious stepped under it with his incredible speed and struck
the jock in the stomach. A small shock wave emitted upon
impact, causing the jock to fall back against the locker. His
body stepped forward as Demarious turned to them.~
~His hues pulsating, "I dare you, try and you'll end up worse
then him." Pointing to the jock that was now coughing up blood.
Demarious grabbed his bag and walked towards the others, they
all cleared his path and ran to help their friend. He chuckled
as he began to run to his next class. Going to the locker room
he got into his Gym clothes. Wearing black basketball shorts
with a white tank top. Though he was slender his muscles were
toned almost perfectly. He grinned as he stepped through the
doors and into the gym. "I hate sports" He whispered beneath his
breath. He could sense numerous different types of creatures
and energies within the massive area. He sighed relief. "Good
I'm not the only one." He looked around while walking to the
bleachers, he took a seat and observed a young man and woman
talking.~
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: Megan Date: April 7, 2013, 8:41 am
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She looked to Elora. This was it. She was just friend with her
for her money. She was tired of being lonely not knowing weather
she could trust somebody or not. So alone. Would she ever have
any true friends? She sighed. "What?" Her answer was short and
simple. She wanted a friend so bad. She was willing to accept
someone even when they knew her secret. Would she ever find a
place where she can just be a normal person? Would she ever find
the love of a person who didn't only want her money?
Becky used to be. When she went to junior high together they had
become instant best friends. Zoe didn't even know when that
changed. Or even if their friendship was ever real. This place
however, had a vibe. Something that put her at ease and she
didn't know why. It was odd. But Zoe wanted to trust the girl.
But how could she? Elora was sweet and kind, and something about
her seemed genuine. But so was Becky. Only time would tell.
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Re: High School for the Truly gifted, and not so gifted.
By: jellybean081486 Date: April 7, 2013, 10:35 am
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Either her mind was playing trick on her, or Elora felt a
commotion occur somewhere else in the hallways. Her green eyes
left Zoe momentarily, searching for disturbance but found
nothing. The hallways were empty, except for her and this girl.
Maybe she had just imagined it, like she imagined so many other
things as of late.
‘No, you felt something you idiot. There was a minor fight down
that hall.’
Eroan didn’t sound angry anymore, just frustrated. It was
difficult for both of them, sharing one mind and wishing they
could be alone. She had thought she would have gotten used to it
after a month, but that certainly was not the case. Privacy
would be nice, though, but she knew she wouldn’t get it. She
jumped at Zoe’s question, her attention on her mind and the
‘fight’ that had occurred.
“You seem upset with me, Zoe.” Elora frowned, caressing the
girl’s hand lightly. “Please don’t be mad with me, but perhaps
telling you my secret will put you at ease.” She stepped closer
to the girl, and whispered softly in her ear. “The reason Eroan
is living in my mind now,” she paused and shuddered, closing her
eyes as she continued, “Is because I killed him.”
A renewed fear awakened within her stomach, now that she had
shared this with the girl. Elora had never planned on sharing
this with anyone, especially someone she had just met. But, it
was only right of her, since she knew Zoe’s secret as well. Her
limbs shook as she stepped away from the girl, expecting her to
run away screaming and calling her a murderer.
Her gaze fell to the polished floor, her teeth grabbing hold of
her bottom lip. “He tried to kill me, because of how we were
born. Being half-elves, we can only partially tap into our elven
heritage. But if one of us were to die, and absorb the other’s
essence, we would gain complete use of elven magic's. He died
because I was defending myself.”
She paused for a moment, the fear still raw within her, “He used
to be so kind, such a loving twin, until our uncle came along
and corrupted him with his dark ways.” She shivered and closed
her eyes. She could sense a dark presence nearby now, and it
wasn’t her brother’s. No, it was somewhere nearby, located close
to the gym. “Can we go now? Or do you hate me?” She asked,
looking at Zoe.
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