Willworth's Wizardry Academy
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: eaglecrisis on March 14, 2011, 06:31:06 pm</h2>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:31:06 pm</strong>
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				For years, Willworth's Wizardry Academy was a peaceful place. Students would spend their days participating in class, volunteering in school projects, and laughing the days away in the many clubs available, until one day a batch of rotten eggs was allowed into the school.. and that's when everything started to go down hill. A string of city problems was led back to the school and found to be started by a group of students there. It was then found that there's an underground organization of young wizards at the school who use their powers for bad. To counteract this, an even more secret organization was gathered together by students who protested using their powers for bad and instead vowed to make everything right again. This is their story...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:35:04 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sazzie a 23 year old red head sits on the marble stairs in the entry way of Willworth's Wizardy Academy. She twirls her hair in boredom as she awaits others to arrive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:41:26 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura walks up to the entryway as the halls start to fill with people. It's the start of a new day, something that Laura is always excited about. She sees a girl sitting on the marble stairs twirling her hair around. She looks familiar but Laura can't place her. "Excuse me, have I seen you around before?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:43:03 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I look at the other women, who may pose a threat to me. "I don't think so, who are you?" I ask in a snobbish type voice.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:44:34 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura backs up a step and the smile on her face fades away. "I'm Laura. You just look familiar is all..." She doesn't know what else to say.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:46:44 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I look her up and down, <em>well hopefully she's not one on the bad side.</em> I think to myself, and smile curtly to her, "Well then Laura, it's a pleasure, the names Sazzie, or Sazz, either one," I say, and polish my nails.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:52:21 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura raises one eyebrow at the change in attitude from this girl. "Okay, Sazz... are you in any clubs? I may have seen you from one of those. I'm in a few." She thinks to herself, wondering if Sazzie is in the bad group of people. Laura is in the good group and hopes Sazzie doesn't think otherwise. She wonders if this is the reason why she had an attitude with her before. But then she begins to wonder if the girl really is in any other clubs, for Laura is in quite a few.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:56:31 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I act uninterested in what this Laura girl has to say, but I respond still anyway, "Well I'm in tutoring...If that counts?" I say with no confidence that she knows me.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 06:59:13 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, no. I don't tutor. Oh well, I don't guess it matters." Laura is pretty confused with Sazzie act of disinterest. "Uhm, okay, well, since we're here talking, what classes are you taking? Mine change this semester and we might have some together."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:01:21 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I pull out my schedule and look down at it, handing it to her, "You tell me if you see anything that looks familiar," I say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:05:06 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura looks through each class. "Ah, we have two together this semester. Beast Mastery, and Healing. Why did you choose to take these two?" She asks as she hands the paper back to Sazzie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:07:47 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I shrug, "Well healing was required and as for beast mastery...It should take care some of the pain in the asses that..." I stop mid sentence and look her in the eye.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:18:50 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura looks at the girl. "Go ahead, finish your sentence."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:23:06 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I hesitate. "That tear the city and this place up,"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 07:26:03 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you don't like them, huh? And for a moment there i was thinking differently."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetcandy4</strong> on <strong>March 14, 2011, 10:16:07 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(http://i675.photobucket.com/albums/vv120/Kenz_sunshine/All%20Images/Girl1.jpg)<br><br>Drusila enters the school a dark bluish purple top and the same colored long tapered skirt. She has black hair that runs past her waist and dark eyes that seem to stare into your soul. She walks past the stairs and "accidentally" pushes a young girl down the steps. Her eyes widen with feign surprised, and she covers a hand over her mouth, "Ooops! You need to be more careful." She says down the steps. She lets out a husky laugh and continues walking past the stairs, heading straight for the pair of girls who are talking.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2011, 02:05:45 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"As with me...But uh oh, looks like we got trouble," I say nodding toward the girl making her way down the stairs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2011, 06:06:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Trouble?" Laura asks. She looks toward the girl in purple walking their way. "Is she...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2011, 11:43:33 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod slowly, "I think so, I just saw her push someone down the stairs," I puff my chest out a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2011, 11:45:58 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura snarls her lips. "That's a pretty nasty thing to do. Why won't the teachers do something about this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 15, 2011, 11:50:50 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I shrug and keep staring at the girl. She seems to not be doing anything about us though...yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetcandy4</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 01:36:49 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drusila took out a lolipop from her bag. She took the plastic off and slipped the pink ball of candy into her mouth. She grins at the girls as she makes her way toward them, "Hello ladies. What are you up to? Wanna have some fun..?" Her eyebrows wiggle slightly as if she is inciting them to something heinous.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 01:39:44 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura looks at her apathetically. "Depends on what you have in mind."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetcandy4</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 02:29:00 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fun...I'm always about fun," she giggled softly. "Mr. Turnberger won't be in his office today and he happened to leave his keys dangling from a hook in the teacher's conference room. I bet we could get copies of all of the upcoming pop quizzes before anyone's the wiser."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 02:31:01 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura can't help but find this idea amusing, but she knows that it's the wrong thing to do so she decides to pass. "Go ahead, I'll stick to no getting my abilities taken away for a week as the consequence if we get caught. Thanks."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 11:54:38 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod in agreement, "Yeah, that wouldn't be too smart to do...now would it?" I puff my chest out again and stand tall next to Laura.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetcandy4</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 03:23:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs, "You both sound like a bunch of posers. Your going to be the dope when you take one of her quizzes and you don't know the answer. I don't think I've met a stupider person in my life." <br><br>She glares at the both, "Move out of my way," She waved her hand, slamming both women into the wall with magical pressure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 03:33:37 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I feel my chest tighten up as the girl uses her magical force against us, I try to use a confusing charm against her, but with little success. The girl merely just lessens her grip slightly. "It's just a quiz after all," I say looking at Laura.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 05:13:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura grunts as she bumps against the wall. She may not be a bad person, but she isn't one to get pushed over either. "Maybe if she actually studied, like us, she wouldn't have to do all of that nonsense. All she's gonna do is get herself into the trouble. I don't care, though, because it's not my problem."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 06:19:06 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod in agreement, "Yeah, go right ahead and do what you do. We won't tell." I then think to myself<em>, not yet anyway.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>eaglecrisis</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 06:41:59 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Laura looks around as the school principal comes on the speaker and announces that it's time for class to begin. She stands up and waves to Sazzie. "I'll see you in fourth period. We'll have lunch before then, wanna eat together if we can find each other? I usually sit at the table at the far right of the lunchroom in the back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sazzie</strong> on <strong>March 16, 2011, 06:58:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				I nod in agreement, "Yeah, I'd love to," I smile at her then turn off to go to first period.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Willworth's Wizardry Academy</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetcandy4</strong> on <strong>March 17, 2011, 01:17:04 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave an evil laugh, "I'm not worried about that. I'm sure neither of you have the guts to say anything. If you do- you'll be in a lot of trouble." She moved into each of their faces, glaring at them. Then she put her hand down, letting her magic release them. She continued going down the stairs and heading to her first class.
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