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❖RogueRaven12❖
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STORY
Welcome to St. Nazareth Academy! Long ago, the world was at war and St. Nazareth was originally built as a military school to train male students for war. Nowadays, it still trains students but St. Nazareth is a co-ed boarding school built for all sorts of things. Its similar to a vocational school but its not quite a vocational school. Its a private school made for only the best and the most beautiful people attend there. There are some people who attend because of a scholarship but they aren't like the really rich students. There are very few who get a scholarship from this school and most people, even the smartest, can't get in. The school has to want you, you can't want the school. It doesn't work like that.
Oh and did I mention there are demons of all kinds attending this school. It has both humans and demons who come to this school but the humans don't know about the demons attending this school. They don't even know about the existence of demons and if someone accidentally finds out about the school.... their memory is erased by the headmaster's right hand man and adopted son(will be creating both).
This school has stables behind it but not only that, it has mythology classes, computer classes that don't teach you about word or anything like that. They teach you about c++, javascript, html5, and a bunch of other computer languages. They teach students how to code and even create video games. They also have horseback riding, magic, training, German, Japanese, French, Spanish, Italian, Latin, and Dutch. They also have gen ed subjects. Oh and depending on the language you learn, you can visit the country. If you learn Dutch, you get to visit the Netherlands. If you learn German, you can visit Germany. Japanese, Japan. Spanish, Spain. French, France. They also have other trips like visiting England for a week or visiting Africa. They enjoy giving the students lot to do.
RULES
1. Be nice to each other; get along out of character
2. Limit of 5 characters per character
3. No God modding; don't control other peoples characters
4. No perfect characters
5. You can make your posts as long as you want
6. No one liners
7. Relationships can happen between characters but anything sexual should happen between characters and only if your over 18; underage members should just black out.
8. Keep the different talents organized
9. Be as creative as you want with your characters! There is no limit.
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Naoki walked through the front door of the school, looking around at all the students. He seemed bored by them all. He let out a yawn, taking a quick glance at his schedule. He was never a morning person but at least he had motivation to wake up every morning and come to school. It sometimes felt like he was going through the motions. it felt like he did the same thing every day. Get up, get ready, come to school, head back to the dorms, sleep. It was so boring. But then there it was.
He had walked into the auditorium to talk to the drama teacher and hopefully the choral teacher in hopes he could get some insight on the current assignment when he saw her. She was strung up. She was crucified like Jesus Christ was. Her arms were tied to the wall and her feet were tied together. Her throat was slit but he wasn't looking at the wound. He was looking at the beautiful angel wings that had ripped out of her back like they had been forced. Her eyes were wide with surprise. He was top of his class but never has he seen such a beautiful horrorshow.
Naoki didn't know how to react. He recognized the girl. She was in his math class last year and he had seen her in his mythology class this year. They weren't friends but he helped her a few times when she was struggling in class. He remembered she gave him a love letter and he rejected her.... like all the other girls but there was always something different about her. Not her beauty. Not her brains. He couldn't figure out what it was but seeing her like this... no one deserved it such pain and sorrow. He started to sing Amazing Grace, in hopes her body can find peace.
After the song, he reached out to touch her but pulled away. He walked out of the room and quickly found a teacher. He let the adults take over. He was no vigilante. He was just some kid. He started to head to his first period class, trying to forget what he just saw.
Welcome to St. Nazareth Academy! Long ago, the world was at war and St. Nazareth was originally built as a military school to train male students for war. Nowadays, it still trains students but St. Nazareth is a co-ed boarding school built for all sorts of things. Its similar to a vocational school but its not quite a vocational school. Its a private school made for only the best and the most beautiful people attend there. There are some people who attend because of a scholarship but they aren't like the really rich students. There are very few who get a scholarship from this school and most people, even the smartest, can't get in. The school has to want you, you can't want the school. It doesn't work like that.
Oh and did I mention there are demons of all kinds attending this school. It has both humans and demons who come to this school but the humans don't know about the demons attending this school. They don't even know about the existence of demons and if someone accidentally finds out about the school.... their memory is erased by the headmaster's right hand man and adopted son(will be creating both).
This school has stables behind it but not only that, it has mythology classes, computer classes that don't teach you about word or anything like that. They teach you about c++, javascript, html5, and a bunch of other computer languages. They teach students how to code and even create video games. They also have horseback riding, magic, training, German, Japanese, French, Spanish, Italian, Latin, and Dutch. They also have gen ed subjects. Oh and depending on the language you learn, you can visit the country. If you learn Dutch, you get to visit the Netherlands. If you learn German, you can visit Germany. Japanese, Japan. Spanish, Spain. French, France. They also have other trips like visiting England for a week or visiting Africa. They enjoy giving the students lot to do.
RULES
1. Be nice to each other; get along out of character
2. Limit of 5 characters per character
3. No God modding; don't control other peoples characters
4. No perfect characters
5. You can make your posts as long as you want
6. No one liners
7. Relationships can happen between characters but anything sexual should happen between characters and only if your over 18; underage members should just black out.
8. Keep the different talents organized
9. Be as creative as you want with your characters! There is no limit.
~
Naoki walked through the front door of the school, looking around at all the students. He seemed bored by them all. He let out a yawn, taking a quick glance at his schedule. He was never a morning person but at least he had motivation to wake up every morning and come to school. It sometimes felt like he was going through the motions. it felt like he did the same thing every day. Get up, get ready, come to school, head back to the dorms, sleep. It was so boring. But then there it was.
He had walked into the auditorium to talk to the drama teacher and hopefully the choral teacher in hopes he could get some insight on the current assignment when he saw her. She was strung up. She was crucified like Jesus Christ was. Her arms were tied to the wall and her feet were tied together. Her throat was slit but he wasn't looking at the wound. He was looking at the beautiful angel wings that had ripped out of her back like they had been forced. Her eyes were wide with surprise. He was top of his class but never has he seen such a beautiful horrorshow.
Naoki didn't know how to react. He recognized the girl. She was in his math class last year and he had seen her in his mythology class this year. They weren't friends but he helped her a few times when she was struggling in class. He remembered she gave him a love letter and he rejected her.... like all the other girls but there was always something different about her. Not her beauty. Not her brains. He couldn't figure out what it was but seeing her like this... no one deserved it such pain and sorrow. He started to sing Amazing Grace, in hopes her body can find peace.
After the song, he reached out to touch her but pulled away. He walked out of the room and quickly found a teacher. He let the adults take over. He was no vigilante. He was just some kid. He started to head to his first period class, trying to forget what he just saw.