For Starter information regarding this RP, go here.<a class="postlink" href="https://aryion.com/modules.php?name=Forums&amp;file=viewtopic&amp;t=5653">http://aryion.com/modules.php?name=Forums&amp;file=viewtopic&amp;t=5653</a><br/><br/>The bus ful of students was driving down the huge lane with the side marked off for normal sized cars. Beside them, a towering structure stood, monolithic in proportions, with stones that were larger than houses to any of the students on the bus. Staring at it, everyone of them had to be wondering what they were doing here, while in the front, the driver of the bus, a lazy human, simply hummed a song to himself,, barely registering where he was, or the type of students he was hauling. His schedule said this was where they went, and so this was where he brought them. Seeing the place where the sidewalk dipped a bit for normal people to get on it, he pulled his vehicle right up next to it, putting it into park with the pop-hiss of the brakes, and then tugging open the door with a grunt.<br/><br/>"End of the line, everybody out!" he shouted, and the students, either too stunned to argue, or just not sure what else to do, proceeded out of the bus, and onto the sidewalk. Without looking back the driver closed the doors and rode away, leaving the students standing there in front of the macro highschool, just as the first bell rang. This was going to be an interesting day.<br/><br/><br/>Name: Beowulf Astrid<br/>Gender: Male<br/>Species: Red Wolf Anthro<br/>Age: 17<br/>Height Range: Macro<br/>Status: Student<br/>Height: 103'11"<br/>Physical Description: Bodily he looks like a human almost completely, except for the low cut fur all over his form, and the claws on his hands and feet. His head however, is much more wolflike, with a protruding muzzle that sticks almost six inches off his face, a very keen nose, a pair of golden eyes, and ears on the top of his head that are, over twelve feet in height when pointing up.<br/><br/><br/>Beowulf was late again. Just like always. His mother worked out of the home, and his father...well he was a feral trying to act civilized, he'd never liked cars, and didn't trust them, which forced the young wolf to walk to school every morning. As it was he often arrived late, after the last bus had left the circle, and everyone else was already inside. Why he even bothered showing up sometimes was a mystery to him, but then, life was supposed to be.<br/><br/>Oddly as he ran down the circle he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye of something that was small, yellow, and fairly long. Pausing for a moment, he wondered what the heck it was, as it looked like a school bus, only smaller. For a moment, he thought it might have been a school bus for the normal sized schools, but that made little sense. This was the macro school, and there wasn't supposed to be any commingling, as that often led to incidents of normal sized students disappearing.<br/><br/>"Probably just a toy," he said to himself as he made his way toward the doors that led into the school, looking down at the normal sized versions at his feet, designed for the visitors of smaller proportions they got sometimes. Sighing he stepped through into the school through the doors that were his size, wondering if today would be any different than the day before, and doubting it.