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Paradox High *Private RP*

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(Invitations will be sent out accordingly, if you don’t get one and would like to join simply PM me. c:)

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Groaning heavily in your sleep, you pulled the cover up to your chin and let out a huff of air as your alarm clock started blaring. You had set it the night before, since today was the day you’d find out if you’d been excepted into Paradox High, but now your mind was too clogged with sleep to bother.

Turning on your side, you grumbled as you heard your door creak open, and someone’s head pop around the door. They regarded the position you’re in before letting out a long sigh, “Oi, c’mon. Time to awaken, [name].” Taking steps into the room, you heard the weight beneath their feet causing the floorboards to creak as they walked over to you.

“No.” You whined, waving your left hand to signal them to retreat as your right hand grabbed hold of the corner of the pillow in case you needed to fend them off to get more sleep.

Sighing, the other person shook their head, stopping beside your bed, “You told me yesterday, if you didn’t get up then to force you into the sunshine of a new day.” They explained, causing a louder groan to crash from your lips.

“Well, I was incredibly stupid yesterday.” You whined, but it only caused the duvet to be ripped from you. Gasping, you snapped your eyes open and shoot up on bed, turning to glower at the person next to you. They only laughed, turning on their heel and walking toward the door.

“Hurry downstairs, or you’ll miss breakfast~” They told you, speaking on a sing song voice as you swung your legs over the side of your bed and rose to your feet.

Making your way over to your wardrobe, you heard their footsteps as they began to retreat down the stairs just before stopping at the door and pulling it open. Too tired to focus on what you were doing, you grabbed the closest thing(s) to you and shut the door.

Rubbing your eyes, you began to struggle out of your bed clothes and into the clothing you’d grabbed. It was too early!

Once done, you ran your fingers through your hair, sighing heavily before heading out of your room and moving toward the stairs. That was a casual ‘important’ day for you, except that day was the day you were expecting the letter.

Placing your hand on the rail, you began to walk down the stairs, aware that the other was at the bottom of the stairs with a letter in their hands. They shakily stared down at it, before noticing you were approaching and extended it out to you.

“It’s the letter…” They mumbled quietly, the quietest they’d been since dragging you from your comfortable, warm bed.

Stopping in front of them, you glanced down at them, a frightened gleam in your eyes as you read your name and your address and you know it’s from Paradox High. You know it’s from Ms. Paradox.

Swallowing nervously, you raise your eyes to meet with their eyes as they stare back at you expectantly and you turn the letter in your hands. Fingers finding the seal, you broke it, exhaling shakily as you pulled it open and slipped the letter out of the envelope.

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Dear [name] [surname],

You have been excepted into Paradox High, a school for mutants, to hone your abilities in a way that will help you improve and learn the necessary skills to blend in with human others and survive even the most terrible situations.

We here at Paradox High are looking forward to your arrival and we’ll important information with the rest of the students once you arrive. However, there will be rules and sanctions if you happen to break these specific rules. We will await your arrival to Paradox High with a sense of anticipation.

Kind regards,
Ms. Ellen Paradox
Headmistress

You stared in shock for a few minutes, before raising your eyes to meet the other’s, “I got in.”

(This is just a scenario I’ve put up to introduce the RP, but you can use this or make up your own start to refer to in the actual RP as we’ll start arriving at the school. I’ll send the character sheets to those who have been invited. Again, you don’t have to use this when someone asks you how you received the letter! It’s one scenario out of many!)

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Name: Yin Kazama
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Gift 1: Telegentic, a range of mind related powers
Gift 2: Shapeshifter
Appearance: Yin has long, dead straight black hair with a pale complexion, it’s marble white. She has polar ice blue eyes with flecks of a sea blue in them. She is slender, but is stronger than she appears. She has an unnatural beauty.
Extra Information: Yin is quite negative.

Name: Yang Kazama
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Gift 1: Telegentic, a range of mind related powers
Gift 2: Shapeshifter
Appearance: Yang has short white hair, styled in a scene haircut. He also has a marble white complexion, and polar ice blue eyes with flecks of the sea blue in. He also has an unnatural beauty, and is slender. Yet, he is muscular but doesn’t appear like it.
Extra Information: Yang is quite positive.

(You can make one gift a modification/mutation if you wish too, e.g. wings.)

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Name: Linn Gee Smith
Age:16
gender: female
Gift: healing minnor injuries
Gift 2:  wings
Apperence: long white blond hair dull pain skin pircing.blue eyes. Black large wings
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Name: Leila Orenstein
Age: 16
Gender: female
Gift 1: Storm Manipulation, able to control the weather by making it storm
Gift 2: Lighting Manipulation, so in storms lightning can be more powerful or weaker
Appearance: She has wavy silver hair that comes just past her shoulders and it is most of the time tucked behind her ear. Her eyes are dark grey but the color gets lighter closer to her pupil, she also wears thick rimmed glasses which are just plain black. He skin is not pale but it isn’t tanned either and she is average build, she is also neither weak nor is she strong
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The twins had been sat, cramped, within the car for a handful of hours now. Their bodies ached from sitting still fur so long, even their mother was getting agitated, screaming out of the window at cars that over took, or cut her off. Their father however, sat in silence with an audio book playing through his headphones. He ignored his wife, aware of what she turned into on the road, besides they were almost at the school. It wasn’t much longer until his wife would stop yelling and turn back to the kind, gentle woman that she was.

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Linn looked out at the school, with a hevy sighy she walked out of the public bus bags in hand. Her black wings crammed under a bulky blue hoodie. She couldny wait to cut holes in her shirt and free her wings.

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Leila was sat silently in her mums care, gazing out the window. Her mum and her exchanged very few word but never a full conversation, so most of the time they sat in silence. As they pulled up to school, Leila smiled softly but then just gazed away.

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As the school loomed closer, it effectively caused the fuming woman to fall silent her eyes glancing at the road in silence until finally they turned off and passed through the cloaking system that kept the school protected from prying, human eyes. The car rolled up the gravel road until they came to a car park and the twins stayed silent as their mother swung the car into the drive and parked.
Yin was the first to get out, glad to finally free her stiff body from their little travelling prison. She pulled the dark jacket around her frame, turning around as her brother, also, clambered out of the car.

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As soon as the car stopped, Leila was out walking around the car trying to get her legs to work properly, while her mother just stared at the school before getting out to stop Leila from walking around weirdly

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Yang, however, merely stretched. He was wearing white skinny jeans with tears in and white combat boots, but also an assassin creed styled hoodie, unlike his sister who was kitted out in a black jacket, black and red skirt, black leggings and black combat boots.
Their mother then got out, looking over at her children, “Did you pack everything?” She asked them, nibbling on her lip, “Your toothbrush. Spare underwear. Yang?” She turned on her son, who was blanking her out.

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Leila’s mother then got out his suitcase out the boot. Leila was wearing a dress that was a mixture of black white and blue, the drees came down to her knees where her knee high converses.
Leila went to her mum, hugging her. “Bye bye.” She smiled softly, pulling away and taking the suitcase away from her.
“You be careful, and make sure you wash everyday and you make lots of friends, okay?” He mother was getting tears in her eyes and Leila couldn’t help but frown faintly, she knew her mum would miss her and she knew she would miss her family.

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