Shentavo Academy (revived, revisited, and revamped).

A few of you might remember this RP. I don't know. Anyway, I wanted to revive it. So I did. If you don't like it, well, bite me.

Tucked deep away in the Canadian Rockies is a hidden school, a school for those who are, in some way, gifted in a manner others can't understand. It could be magic, telepathy, lycanthropy, an unusual proficiency with weaponry, abnormal intelligence, vampiric traits, whatever. The headmaster of this school, the Shentavo Academy seeks these people out, to hone their abilities to a razor-edge. No one knows why he does this, but he does.

The Academy is hidden in a valley surrounded by the tallest mountains in the range. Waterfalls cascade around it. It's a beautiful place and the school buildings match. The grounds are enormous, covering the valley and most of the mountain peaks around it. Dorms are provided. Around the main buildings fountains abound. The cafeteria serves excelent meals around the clock to accomadate the... erm... unusual needs of some students. The library is a wonderous place, overflowing with books on any subject imaginable. If, by some miracle, it is not there, you can easily request that a topic be added to the shelves.

All students are required to learn the basics of history, mathematics, literature, the martial arts, and science. They can specialize their course of study from there to suit individual needs. Whatever time they have left after coursework is their own to use, as long as they do not leave the grounds unescorted.

The Shentavo Academy trains its students year-round, for an eight-year course of study, regardless of what age the pupil is found at. By the time they leave, they have full control over their abilities and any impulses that might go with them.

Recent events, though, have given insight into what might make the headmaster train these unusually gifted students. The dead seem to refuse to stay in their graves. Unexplained fires grow more common, and those attuned to the other planes of existance have been found brutally murdered. It could be any number of things, from something as mundane as a coup being planned to the gates of Hell itself weakening.

Rules:
-Abide by PC forum rules.
-Use proper spelling and grammar.
-Don't overpower your character/s. I will decide if you have.
-I will play the Headmaster as well as my own student. Teachers can be played by anyone when needed.
-Keep in mind, these abilities are undeveloped as of the start. e.g., if you play a vampire, they don't start out as a Daywalker, werewolves cannot control their transformations, and psychichs can't go slamming people into walls.
-You start out as a first-year student. Period.
-If I see fit to eject you for any reason, I can and will. Deal with it.

Form-
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Abilities:
RP sample:

I'm using as close to my novel character as I possibly can, I really don't want to give out too much info about him.

Name: Alvender Con'tirna
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: Harden over the ages (maybe not many years, still a newborn by elven standards. He was enslaved, and abused since he was 5 by humans so those five years were LONG!), his youthful sapphire eyes, have a crusty haze over them. His long shoulder-length brown hair was cut to ear length because of his former master. He wears loose brown peasant clothing since he just managed to escape his master's plantation, and accidentally stumbling upon the academy. His complection is tanned from the work on the plantation, and his hands are calised and scared from the beatings.
Personality: Harsh and hard to let his guard down, from the 13 years of abuse. He's quick on his toes and is the first to take in his surroundings. He doesn't take anything for granite since he came from nothing, and constantly looks behind his shoulder to make sure he isn't being hunted.
Abilities: His odd combanation of broadsword and scimitar. The blade of the broadsword is like a clear ocean blue, it sort of looks like a gel substance but is solid. It's well-sharpened in the front, and is ceraded in the back, making it look sort of like a butcher's knife. The scimitar is the same color yet in the shape of a scimitar. (these weapons are the same as the ones in the novel)
RP sample:

Form-
Name: Leoara 'Leo' Felinen
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: Leoara is a Werecat, a rare and dying species. She has ice blue cat-like eyes and jet black hair that reaches her shoulders. Its usually pulled up. Her skin is very pale, and she has a cat-like frame, standing at about 4'9. Leoara wears simple clothing like a red t-shirt and blue jeans. Her fingernails are sharp, like claws, and she has pointed teeth and ears. When in her cat form, she is completely black, except for her paws, the tip of her tail, and tufts on her ears which are all white. She is the size of a small wolf in this form.
Personality: Leoara has that confident 'I can do anything' attitude. She's very independant, and often won't accept help from others unless she's desparate. She always seems to look like she knows what she's doing, even if she has no clue what that is. She tends to be a bit arrogant, but has a sweet, calm side. She is witty and cunning and somehow usually manages to reach her teachers hearts. Leoara is a bit of a show off, and doesn't care what others think of her. She's a great friend, and a bad enemy. Leoara likes prowling around at night, and sleeps more during the day.
Abilities: Retractable claws, excellent balence, a cat's agility, and she to change into a cat.
RP sample: Am I required to do this?

Name: Adrian Ka
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Deathly pale, with a fragile build. She has luminous red eyes and long black hair that has no bangs. It is draped around her like a cape. She prefers to wear black and red in a kind of old-fashioned gothic way. (With corsets and long dresses, etc. Think Amy Lee of Evanescence)
Personality: Terribly antisocial and sarcastic, she loves dark poetry and horror stories. Though she does have a heart somewhere in there.
Abilities: Adrian has all the signs of a vampire, though she was born of humans. She needs to feed on blood, animal or human or else she will...perish. She can move faster than the human eye can see, has stronger strength than the strongest human, and do mind control to a slight degree. She is vurnable to sunlight and silver metals.
RP sample: You might remember me from the old RP? =) Must I do this? x3;;

Name: Moldwyn
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance: Standing just under six feet, he has hazel eyes, and dark brown hair, though it's already becoming tinged with grey. He usually wears a long, black leather coat, with simple jeans and a T-shirt underneath.
Werewolf form: His appearance can change. (see abilities)
Personality: Almost always acts tired, or sleep deprived, but unless he's reall, really tired, he always considers everything that's said to him, and tries to make the most logical choices.
Abilities: Lycanthropy (since there are so many versions iof this, his transformations will be caused by emotion.) Also, depending on the grounds of which he transforms, and other seemingly random factors, his self-control, appearance, and power of his werewolf form can be different.
RP sample:

Name: David Eddy
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'11" with short red hair and blue eyes. David is built averagely, and wears a plain black t-shirt as well as a pair of blue jeans, and black running shoes. HIs left ear is pierced, a golden budded earing placed there. He also wears a thin gold chain necklace around his neck.
Personality: Hot headed, rash, and sometimes rude. Thankfully, David shows his better kind and helpful side more often then the other. He also likes to goof around, and attempt to be funny, though most of his attempts end up in failure.
Abilities: David has the ability to transform, but only into other humans, and the odd things that strongly resemble humans, such as those hwo have minor animal feature, or robots, and the clothes seem to change with it. However, his control over this is limited to no control, as he can't determine when he'll change, what he'll look like after, his age, size, or gender. Also, he can't change back when he wants to, as the time he remains in that form after transformation is random. He has been known to be stuck in some forms for over 2 weeks. Depending on his form, his personality may be effected slightly... slightly. He also gains personal possesions of that person, but nothing serious. (Ex) Bag, weapon, ect.
RP sample: Do I have to? XD

Form:

Name: Kali Otep

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Kali is in possession of midnight black hair that extends to her mid back and blood red eyes, the sleek midnight strands are streaked with silver and unruly bangs of her cascade down and frame her face. Her skin is a deathly pale colour and her skin is etched with unholy markings of satanic culture.

Clothing: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v342/LupinWolf/Pics/GothGirl.jpg (Just the clothing XD)

Personality: Kali is anything but law binding and kind; she acts upon her own feelings and despises anyone telling her otherwise. Sarcastic and witty, Kali is not someone you would like to get on the wrong side of and defiantly not one to be on the receiving end of her threats. She takes no care in what others say or think and will do that in which pleases her and no one else, thus making her unworthy ally. Though the witty and sarcastic nature is a put of, when found in a good mood and on the right side of, Kali can because a worthy ally to those she likes.

Abilities: Like many of her kind, she is week to the sunlight and Holy objects, including silver; though with these weaknesses come strengths. She possesses the ability to dissolve into darkness, thus going unnoticed by the human eye and also has the common ability to shape shift into a number of things, though her abilities are limited to a flock of bats, a Hellhound and black hawk. Unable to go with out blood, she needs a healthy dosage to keep her active. Faster than many of her kind in speed and stronger than the average human, Kali is an ally worth having.

RP sample: Do I need to provide this? If so, just say and Ill get right on it.

No, none of you are required to give a sample, I trust te lot of you. But that's about it, any other MUST provide me a sample.

Name: Jeska Carvram
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Jeska typically dresses in a pair of battered green cargo pants, a black t-shirt, and a ratty old Army jacket. His footwear consistes of servicable and well-work black boots. He stands about 5'9'', and blade-slender. Deep green eyes are set far back into his head. Pale skin gives him an almost ethreal appearance, as his eyes seem to glow in the right light. A mop of unkempt black hair hangs down to about his shoulders.
Personality: He's a hard person to get to know, as at first glance, he seems arrogent, cocksure and thoroughly convinced of his intellectual superiority. Add this to a foul mouth and a tendency to fight and he's not the kind of person you'd want to spend much time around. That's just a shield he's put up around himself, though, as protection against the mental and emtional scarring he's endured. Assuming you can slip through his mental defenses, you'll find a very protective friend. Perhaps a little too protective. it's a pretty big if, though, he doesn't spend much time associating with others. For reasons unknown, he has a deep hatred for the American govenment and is constantly planning his revenge upon them. This consumes almost all of his free time.
Abilities: Jeska is a mind vampire. They lack the claws, fangs, and sheer physical and magical strength of their kin, but more than make up for it with their psionic and telepathic abilities. Similarly too, a mind vampire cannot melt into the shadows as can a normal vampire, but they can use their psinics to create similar effects. Instead of blood, they feed on the thoughts and emotions of other beings, inducing a trancelike, comatose (and all too permanent) stage if they use one victim for an extended period of time.
RP sample:

OOC: Shall we start? Or are we waiting for more people?

<OOC>How about... Right now! :P Anyone else wants to join, they may until we hit page 2, unless you're a REALLY good RPr.<OOC>

I dangled my feet down into the stream, relaxing as I leaned back, looking at the stars. So many of them... I wasn't used to it, I'd only recently come here from the city. I loved the look of the night sky here, it was the first thing I'd noticed. The silky feel of the water running past my legs would have lulled most into sleep. But most did not count the nighttime hours as their only time to be awake, unlike me. I'd heard that there were a few other like me, or at least similar around the school, but I head yet to see them.

So I took my lessons alone, and studied in the library by torchlight, and spent my off periods stargazing. It was nice to be alone, in my mind. I could drop the facade I kept up around people. I enjoyed these nights, I had the entire Academy almost to myself. My psionics instructor, Kimmurial blodra had told me that soon I could join the rest of the school if I wanted,m that my powers were developing quickly enough to do so. Well, we would have to see. I might want to, I might not.

Sighing contentedly, I fingered the finly-worked dagger at my belt. Gold inlay covered the hilt and sheath, a large ruby was set into the pommel. I smiled cruely as I thought of what I kept it for. Soon enough, I would be able to accomplish that goal.

Er, may I join? If not, I will delete this post. ^-^;;

Name: Rian Ganymede
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Appearance: Rian has dark hair unevenly cut that ends slightly above his shoulders and fades to transparency at its tips. His visible eye is a piercing, cold silver, while his other eye is placed beneath the bandages that encircle his head.
Personality: Serious, intelligent, observant, naturally suspicious, and usually withdrawn, Rian has found himself socially isolated throughout the entirity of his life. The recent events have heightened his mistrust and caused him to work and train far more intensely.
Abilities: Able to tap into other dimensions, Rian often accesses them to manipulate their energy. His ability to reach other dimensions is caused by his control over a form of energy known as "Pulse Energy". While Pulse Energy is, in itself, transparent, it may change to either Dark or Light energy, being dependent on Rian's state of mind. The dimension Rian is most familiar with is the Shadow Dimension--a source of seemingly endless dark energy. At times, Rian may pass into that dimension as a form of escape--or simply move into it and out of it as a form of "teleportation". While Rian does have physical abilities that exceed a normal human's--especially in the realm of speed and agility--it might be said that such abilities exist to compensate for his "fatal flaw".
RP sample:

Rian lay on the grassy forest floor, fingering a small pebble in one hand. Staring up toward the moonlight filtering through the canopy of trees, his silver eye shimmered faintly. Suddenly, casting the stone into the air, he released a small blast of pulse energy. Instantly, the pebble burst into dust. Seemingly undisturbed, the youth casually lifted another rock from the ground. And, his gaze remaining directed toward the rising moon, he gently rolled it between his fingers.

At this day and time, I found myself outside the walls of the academy, coughing my lungs out witha breeze blowing the cool spit back in my face. I had just learned a valuable lesson: Never take your eye off your Science lab partner. We had accepted an extra chemistry project, and all was going fine, until I took my mind off him for one second, and he had set our concauction into flames, the fumes making it almost impossible to breath. Thankfully, we were the only ones in the room at the time, as everyone else was elsewhere.

Thankfully, I had managed to maintain my real form for over a week now, and I was hoping that my "condition" would go away. It's been 2 months since I left that genetic testing lab in Ontario, and found I wasn't normal anymore. Now, I'm here, "different" like everyone else.

It had all started when I found out that my family was running low on money, and we wouldn't be able to keep on living in our house anymore. Desperate to help us, I signed up for genetic tests, where they tampered with my genes. However, things went completely wrong on the final test. After I awoke from it, I had found myself discarded in a garbage bin, but I wasn't exactly myself. Then, about a month ago, my parents passed away in a car crash, and I accepted to be trained here, as I had nowhere else to go.

I glanced up at the night sky, dwelling on these memories, and having high hopes of making new, better memories.

I was taking a walk on the grounds, enjoying the fresh air. I looked up at the bright moon, and felt an urge to run, to hunt under this perfect light. I quickly fought it down, and continued with my walk. If I thought like that too much, I could transform. I shiverred slightly. I didn't like being a monster. Sometimes when I changed, I could control myself. At others, it was like there was an animal in charge of my body. At others, I couldn't even remember...

OOC: Sorry for the short starter post, but it's a good deal past my usual sleeping hours, but I'm gonna take the time to edit my sign-up a little bit, please check it out.

It was night at the academy and as always Kali was alone practicing my sword skills in the field. She swung once and again, before swiftly turning and taking a stab into thin air. She twirled the two metal blades around in her grasp and took a spin kick at the imaginary target before her, before lashing out with another swift swing, bringing the foe to its knees. Satisfied with the training, she returned the swords to her belt and gave a loud sigh, taking a look up at the full moon hanging over the Academy.

It was soothing?the night, it always gave her the protection she needed and seemed to sooth the soul which had buried itself deep inside of her. Yes, she had a soul, but it was very rarely she needed it. Kali showed no emotion that did not appeal to her, like sorrow and fright, only the ones that she found she needed, anger, cockiness and hate. But still, the soul was not kept fully under control; it sometimes found a way to express emotions that she truly thought to be rid of.

The Vampire took a seat by the lakes edge and crossed her legs. As always, She saw no reflection staring back at her, but it did not sadden the Lone Vampire, in fact, it just gave her gratitude of being immortal and a shadow walker?well, not truly immortal, there was still the bother of the Sunlight and Holy weapons, but this is why she was there, to learn how to withstand anything and become a true Nosferatue. She would become a great asset to the satanic world and a Vampire that would even make Dracula proud.

If people feared Vlad the Impeller, they would cower in horror when she left this cursed place and was able to roam free with Powers that even Satan would be jealous of. She gave a low, throaty chuckle and grinned, her toothy grin. Fangs glistening and eyes dilated, she let out a great howl to the moon as a Wolf would and fell back onto the soft soil below her ?My story will end not in tragedy as Vlad?s did, but in triumph.

As Judas did to Jesus, she would betray that in which raised her and lead them to death. Things would be so glorious from her point of view when her true powers were introduced. ?You will cower before me when the night is done, for I show no mercy!? Again, that piercing howl of malicious laughter as she stared up at the warming moon.

I'm not as advanced as most of the Rpers in this Rp, but I figured I'd try one of your greant RPs TAD. Hope you'll give me entry!

Name: Jasper McCaw
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:http://www.rpgamer.com/games/other/psx/valkyriep/screens/0816.jpg
Personality:He is willing to try anything. To anyone who didn't know him he would be seen as an over-serious person, who only cared about school work and training, but to those who know him know that he is a fun-loving person. He is always up for an adventure no matter the dangers or risks. He is a thril seeker, and is always looking for something as dangerous as possible. It would seem that he has no common sense, but he knows his limits very well. He has an excellent sense of humor, although oyu'd have to know him quite a while before he'd ever show you that. He always has women around him, but normally they don't interest him. Relationships to him are a waste of time. To meet his criteria and to gain his love you would have to be perfect, in the most precise sence of the word.
Abilities: Levitation of other objects as well as himself. He also is gifted with the power to munipulate the human mind, although he doesn't know this gift exists as of now.
RP sample:

Jasper released a small burst of energy, pushing the dark male towards the wall. Although he was focused on the fight in front of him he hadn't failed to notice the small red imp that had managed to sneak up behind him. Just as the miniture creature jumped Jasper spun around with lightning reflexes. He unsheathed his sword, and stuck it straight through the imps bood red torsoe. he had done this all within the few short seconds. He resheathed his sword quickly, and spun back around to observe the other human, or at least the being that resembled a human, rise form the ground. Jaspers eyes began to glow an almost unnoticably light red, and his hair stodd on end. He grasped the being with his mental abilities and crushed his neck. He turned and beagn walking back towards his home.

Wow.... Theres so many of them.... Leoara thought, gazing up at the sky from her high perch in a tree. She was lost in the darkness, staring at the stars. She had seen plenty of them in her lifetime, but never like this. A cold wind blew gently, toying with her raven colored hair. She pushed a stand of it behind one pointed ear, and turned her sights to the lake.

There were a few people sitting along it, each with their own thoughts going through their heads. Leoara had never seen these people before. Curiousity began filling her head, but she didn't leave her spot. Instead, she focus on the moon's reflection, watching it's image waver in the water.

It was so quiet and peaceful here. Leoara was glad she was accepted here, but she still didn't feel like she belonged. She missed her few friends at home, but knew they would never want to talk to her again; it wasn't her fault she had changed into a werecat and attacked them. It just happened. Leoara sighed, leaning against a branch and closing her eyes, listening to the secrets the wind was whispering to her.

<OOC>ECC, not approved. Others are, welcome to the RP. Though, Kogenta, we all start as first-year students, no matter what. That is all.<OOC>

I stretched and idly began twirling my hand, barely realizing I was using my telekinetic abilities. It was becoming that much a part of me. I grinned and chuckled as I realized this, casting the ball of mental energy out across the water. I watched it skim away, sending mist spraying into the air. A simple trick, or so Master Oblodra said. I did not know, my abilities had yet to develop full.

What would they be like, though? Master Oblodra told me that my own psionics could far surpass his someday, but was that true? I really didn't have that gift, I didn't think. My eyes flickered closed and I began a mental technique known as Tower of Iron Will, an almost impervious mental defense. Within the confines of the Tower, I could better hone my skills.

OOC: I edited my profile slightly, so tell me if you have any issues with it TAD. ^^;;

IC: "Well, time to go back inside." I said to myself as I turned to face the door.

BOOM!

I rush of smoke and dust rushed out the door at me, and it smelled suspiciously like the chemicals in the lab. Did I leave him alone too long?

"Maybe not..." I muttered as I spun back around, and began walking around the grounds, looking for ANYONE to talk to. Maybe if I was lucky, someone would find me instead. All in all, I was deadly bored at the moment.

Leoara jumped down from the tree, landing softly in a crouched position. She began walking back toward the castle, passing some boy who shot something across the water. Leoara was suprised by this a jumped, instincts taking over. In a flash her claws lengthened and she readied herself. After a moment, Leoara realised there was no danger, and settled down. She hated it when that happened.

"Get away from me." I said coldly. Though she could not see it from where she was standing, my face instantly hardened, my muscles tensed, and I was on a state of high alert. The reasons for my comment were multifold, but first, I didn't like being around others. Second, I had no control over my... feeding. It happened unconciously for now, and being around anyone began the process. I could feel that vicious part of me serching her out, feeling for her energies, her emotions, her very soul.