Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)
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				Title: <strong>Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 01:03:44</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Miskatonic_universitytext.jpg)</div><br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/D9135378952a6012cf9c716e61286cfd.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>~Gamma Rho Lambda House~</strong></span></div><br>The Gamma Rho Lambda House is one of the original buildings on the Miskatonic University Campus.&nbsp; It appears to feel the weight of history and groans under that weight.&nbsp; The Gamma Rho Lambda house is a touch unsettling to the eye as if the angles of the house are slightly off, but almost unperceptively so.&nbsp; The House is set at the very end of sorority and fraternity row surrounded by spindly trees.&nbsp; The other houses cluster together further up the street as if to stay as far away from GRL House as possible.&nbsp; Only on Halloween is the Gamma Rho Lambda house a popular site for the other students of Miskatonic University.&nbsp; GRL Halloween parties are legendary.<br><br>The interior of Gamma Rho Lambda house is dark Victorian splendor.&nbsp; Dark mahogany wood glistens, slick with oil and polish along banisters and balconies.&nbsp; Rich fabrics cover furniture and gargoyles watch from strange corners and crevices.&nbsp; The inside of the house seems much larger than the outside, though no sister ever has a problem locating her room’s window from the outside.&nbsp; There are numerous sitting rooms and a good sized library within the house.&nbsp; Its kitchen is well appointed and the girls take turns making dinner for the house.&nbsp; It seems like there is a room for any need and a well-stocked lab for occultech and alchemy students.<br><br><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/36/Demenil_mansion.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/32/Tumblr_nax7yzawru1twwawro6_500.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/ff/Gothic-interior-025.png) </div><br><hr><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Header</strong></span><br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200 padding=2]&lt;Image&gt;[/Img][/floatleft][b]Name: [/b]<br>[b]Student ID: [/b]<br>[b]Age/Year: [/b]<br>[b]Area of Study:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Tag:[/b]<br>[hr]<br></code></pre><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">First Floor</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/W1024.gif)<br></div></div><br>Second Floor holds the bedrooms for the sisters as well as a small library and sitting room<br>Third Floor is Juliette's Bedroom as well as the attic.<br>Basement holds the labs for Alchemy and Occultech<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 01:27:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/JulieFace.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Juliette Whateley<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS668-1B29<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 22 / Senior<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Charlotte Deirdre Ward<br><hr><br>Every freshman admitted to the Miskatonic University Occult Studies program received the same letter.&nbsp; The wording never changed.&nbsp; Juliette was four years removed from the bevy of lovely morsels milling below, but she remembered every word of it.<br><br><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><tt class="bbc_tt">Congratulations!&nbsp; As&nbsp; one&nbsp; of&nbsp; the&nbsp; best&nbsp; and&nbsp; brightest&nbsp; of&nbsp; your&nbsp; generation,&nbsp; you’ve&nbsp; been accepted into one of Earth’s finest institutions: Miskatonic University Occult Sciences Program.<br><br>This Orientation Handbook will help you settle in to life at the University, and comes with all complimentary handhelds. If you lose or delete yours, copies are available from the Student Hub.<br><br>Once you’ve read this Handbook and completed your tour, feel free to explore the University and meet your classmates.&nbsp; Directions to the pool, arcade, sports fields and cafeteria have been provided.&nbsp; Remember that some areas have been&nbsp; restricted for your safety, and pay attention to all clearance codes and “Ritual In Progress” signals.<br><br>On your first day, you will be required to attend a medical and psychological assessment. Once this is complete, you will be&nbsp; provided with a keycard for your new home. A complimentary dinner will be provided in the cafeteria at 6 P.M.<br><br>Every student has been assigned a room at the Gamma Rho Lambda house, based on their needs and stated preferences. Inside you will find your luggage, uniforms, a data drive containing occult primers and textbooks, a spare keycard, and any additional items you requested. There will also be a set of identification tags. You are advised to keep these on your person at all times, as they include medical information.<br><br>The rest of this Handbook should answer any questions you may have. If you would like to know more, you can reach us by dialing 0 on any University phone, asking a teacher, or visiting the Administration Block.<br><br>On behalf of the Faculty, we hope you enjoy your time at Miskatonic University.</tt></span><br><br><br><br>So in a way Rush week was a bit of a sham for Gamma Rho Lambda.&nbsp; Most of the girls socializing below were already accepted, but they still wanted the college experience and it was still fun to put on the silly games and mild hazing that made up the sorority life.&nbsp; Gamma Rho Lambda was easy going compared to other sororities.&nbsp; It was important for the girls to work together and severe hazing was not exactly a good way to start building trust.&nbsp; When the wiggling, squirming things in the dark come to crack open your skull and nom on your brain it is trust in your sisters that keeps you alive.<br><br>This year’s incoming class was much larger that last years.&nbsp; She had barely been able to keep her mind together at the time to guide the girls through their first year, but they survived…most of them anyway.&nbsp; This year she felt more whole, more capable. Hence, the increase in enrollment.&nbsp; Perhaps they could patch the holes within her.&nbsp; Perhaps they could save themselves from her fate. <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/CharlotteWardAvi.png)</div>Juliette could feel the slick memories worming through the cracks in her psyche.&nbsp; Now was not the time for nightmares, but they came anyway, creeping and crawling.&nbsp; She smoothed silk along her tummy and concentrated on its soft touch against her skin and the crepe scraping her thighs.&nbsp; Sensations helped drive away the darkness.&nbsp; The touch of a light finger against the delicate flesh between knee and lacey unmentionables pulled her towards the now running under the silken band clasping her stocking high.&nbsp; Like a rubber band pulled tight, the sudden release snapped flesh and the sharp pain pulled her away from the worming darkness.<br><br>“I did not give you permission,” she murmured to the one who had pulled up close to ostensibly look over the rail, and invaded her delicates.<br><br>“I am sorry.&nbsp; I will accept whatever punishment you feel is necessary,” Charlotte replied demurely.&nbsp; She had seen that haunted look in Juliette’s eye before and knew where it could lead.&nbsp; She also knew how to draw her out if it.&nbsp; Her punishment would be exquisite she was sure and she looked forward to receiving it, but not now.<br><br>“Later.&nbsp; Let’s go meet the pledges .<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 00:38:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Tavleen Tillinghast, OPEN<br><hr>“Yeah the loop seems to have some serious mojo behind it.” Riley nodded.&nbsp; It was pretty common knowledge in Chicago that weird shit happened anywhere near the loop.&nbsp; Those with magical ability hated it, since it made spells unreliable.&nbsp; “Not sure if it was intentional or not.”<br><br>The spritely girl Riley was conversing with nodded in understanding.&nbsp; The girl was certainly talkative, and friendly, full of questions too.&nbsp; That may have bothered others, but not Riley.&nbsp; Riley was a friendly sort too and being a transfer student it was nice to meet someone that was a talker.&nbsp; It made her feel a little less awkward and the girl was kinda…<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg)</div>“Really?&nbsp; I find that those kinds of things are rarely coincidental.” Tavleen gave the curvy spellster a questioning look.&nbsp; She couldn’t help but pry a little more.&nbsp; Yeah she told herself that she was going to tone it down tonight, but apparently that wasn’t in her nature.&nbsp; When something didn’t sound right she immediately pushed for more.<br><br>“Well, it doesn’t seem really helpful.&nbsp; Makes spells hard to control.&nbsp; Sure I have heard of some spells getting mad power, but there doesn’t seem to be rhyme or reason to it.&nbsp; Like I said most people avoid the area.” Riley added with a shrug before lobbing a question of her own.<br><br>“Being from Boston you must have had a lot of paranormal sites to check out.&nbsp; Which was your favorite?” She asked.&nbsp; Tavleen’s accent was easy to pick out.&nbsp; One of the reasons Riley had applied to Miskatonic was to check out all of the New England hot spots….<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 01:22:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/AddisionWaite.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Addison Waite<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS154-3033<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Newtype (Telepathy)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Madoka Mawaru, OPEN<br><hr><br>Addison hovered by the door trying not to be noticed and not to hear every conversation in the room rattle around her cranium.&nbsp; Sure the meds she got during her physical seemed to help some, but this many people in close proximity was a lit for big pharma to handle.&nbsp; Not being noticed was kind of hard when you were close to six feet tall with flaming red hair and freckles.&nbsp; Addison kind of stood out, which was why she stood be the door away from the others.&nbsp; She had taken to crossing her arms and trying her best to give off serious get away from me vibes, but she caught someone thinking about how nice her boobs looked being propped up with her arms and she promptly uncrossed them and blushed. Addison had no idea who had the thought and wasn’t about to scan the room to look for them so she shuffled uncomfortably and took to looking at the sorority houses architecture as a way to seem preoccupied.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png)</div>Being so preoccupied with the ceiling she failed to notice the wheel chair winging its way through the door nor the brown haired girl driving it.&nbsp; To Madoka’s credit she really did try to miss Addison, but the girl was a pretty big target.<br><br>“Thump!”<br><br>“Oww!”<br><br>“Sorry!”<br><br>“Why don’t you watch where you….”<br>Addison whirled to look at who had run into her and completely looked over the top of Madoka.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oh…um..sorry.&nbsp; I didn’t”<br><br>“Know that you were yelling at someone in a wheel chair?” Madoka finished.&nbsp; She really hated when people treated her different because of it.&nbsp; “Don’t bother.&nbsp; I ran into you.&nbsp; My bad,” she said holding out her hand to shake.&nbsp; “I’m Madoka.”<br><br>“Um Hi.”&nbsp; The sudden accident had drawn the attention of a few of the other girls which was exactly what Addison had been trying to avoid.&nbsp; “Addison.&nbsp; Addison Waite.” She finally answered.<br><br>“Nice to meet you Addison.”<br><br>“You too.” Addison replied lamely.&nbsp; “Do you…need help?” She asked about to move to help push.<br><br>“Nope, but I could use some punch.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 04:46:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Madoka Mawaru, Riley Monroe, Open<br><hr><br>She hadn't realized when she dressed for the occasion that so many aspiring sisters would be wearing short shorts, or tiny little skirts, or hip huggers. Maybe it was a natural consequence of spending the last four years under the subjugation of draconian high school dress codes that brought out a sea of bare legs even in weather Lakresha would consider prickling, damp, pretty typical of Boston. But Lakresha was coming into the college game a year late and that much wiser, which by the measure of a pledge was tenfold. She'd received some sound advice on how to comport herself, and heeded it.<br><br><em>1) Be yourself! </em>Black and grey patterns of velvet like a spotted panther covered her ankle to wrist in cozy form-fitting fuzz with a zipper from throat to navel. Shimmering black sequins down either leg disappeared into her shoes, and what kind of shoes to wear with a velvet catsuit? Lakresha had this on lockdown; they were ankle high boot heels in black leather, of course. Silver in her ears in a sea of black hair balanced out the low glitter of sequins like bright moons over a starry horizon. This was how she arrived in the main hall, with a purse over her shoulder and her hand on the strap for security.<br><br><em>2) Be positive! </em>"Can I get one of those shirts?" A pamphlet caught her eye at one of the folding tables, detailing the history of the sorority and its principles. Black nails pinched a copy and skimmed the faces of blissfully happy women snuggled tight and underlined with words like <strong>I</strong>ntegrity and <strong>S</strong>uccess. She held it to her chest to show the nearest girl, Madoka. "Have you seen this?" There weren't many copies remaining, or maybe only three had ever been in the budget. She shared her still pristine laminated copy. "I love these old places, there's so much character." A very warm hand out of the Boston chill lingered in offer of friendship. "I'm Lakresha Price, nice to meet you. Maybe we'll end up neighbors?"<br><br><em>3) Be friendly! </em>Sisterhood was the whole appeal, wasn't it? Making connections, forming social bonds. Finding just one friend and sticking to her like glue wouldn't do. Across a crowd of strangers she searched for the one person who seemed most approachable, and, oops, there was Riley Monroe. And there Lakresha was walking over to Riley Monroe as though they might naturally have something in common. But since she was already engaged with Tavleen, Lakresha only announced her intentions with a little wave. Magic. They were talking about magic. For a moment she rose up onto her toes, full of smiles and glitter. <em>Actual magic. </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>pdragon</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 05:12:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/2h8yHVo.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Roxanne C. Laveau<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS619-1B13<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 20 / Freshman <br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha Price, OPEN<br><hr><br>Roxanne stood stone still like a deer caught in the headlights as she stared up at historic sorority house. Heart pounding, blood pumping, feet firmly anchored to the side walk, she could do nothing but stare at the Gothic mansion as other girls filed into the house, waltzing past her without a thought, not seeming to have the same apprehensions about approaching the house as she did. There was something...off...something...wrong, about that house. Honestly a normal person could tell you much the same, even if they couldn't really understand why they would come to such a conclusion, and even for a more "enlightened" mind like Roxanne's it was still much more feeling than thought. A creeping sense of unease that did not lend itself well to explanation nor understanding. <br><br>Of course, while she was scarred, she wasn't stupid, nor crazy. She knew she couldn't just stand there all night staring at the house like a frightened puppy, and she knew even more that she couldn't walk away. After all, the school, the people from Miskatonic were the only reason she was even standing there right now, and not rotting away in a prison cell raving about bubbling monsters to people who did not care to even humor her stories let alone believe them. She had been brought here by them, given a second chance at life by them...but it wasn't gratitude that compelled her, it was fear. The shivering witch remembered quite clear, the night they had come to talk to her, to hear out her story...she also remembered what it felt like to walk out of the jail that very same night, though it wasn't the cool night air or the sense of freedom that touched her most, but the quickness...the speed in which they were able to pull the invisible strings and have her released. The speed in which a seemingly open and shut case of such extreme brutality and public attention was completely brushed to the wayside. It was the kind of swiftness that spoke of great power and influence, power that had helped her sure...but if they had managed to get her out of prison in the span of a single night, how long would it take for them to have her sent back? Or anything else they would think to do to her should she not play along? It was that fear, that ever potent "what if?" that finally drove her feet forward, the girl nearly flinching back as she stepped across the threshold into the house. <br><br>The inside of the house was not that much better than the outside honestly, made only marginally better by the abundance of seemingly friendly, and undeniably pretty, faces. The inside of the house was actually not that foreign to her, it's massive size and lavish, yet dark furnishings reminding her greatly of the plantation manor she had called her home for so many years. The lingering feeling of magic and darkness, of ambitious curiosity and cruel history, of sisterhood and perverse things beyond sister hood, they all struck similar chords in her as when she lived inside that house. Hell even the amassing crowd of feminine faces, all blurring together in her unfocused mind, reminded her of her fellow witches, of the parties and gatherings her coven held, of the more innocent times when the most sinister thing one of your sisters might do to you is slip a hand beneath your skirt when you were unawares, though even then they only did it to bring you happiness in the end...all of these things reminded her of her home, and while for many this would have been a comforting thing, to her it was anything but. It may have brought some bit of nostalgia, but that wistful remembrance was always quickly followed by horror, by traumatic memories she tried very hard not to think about. <br><br>Ah yes, that's right, Roxanne remembered she had prepared a potion earlier that morning that would help with forgetting bad memories. It came in a silver flask, bore a light, caramel color, and tasted oddly similar to cheap southern brandy. Reaching into her pocket the girl worked her way towards one of the corners of the room, hoping to draw attention away from herself, before pulling out the flask of booze and downing a few gulps, the fluid stinging at her throat as she downed it with impunity. Roxanne was never a heavy drinker before, a glass of wine or two at a big holiday dinner perhaps, if the elders allowed it of course, but it seemed witnessing all your friends and family get devoured by a horrible elder beast had a way of developing one's taste for spirits. She remembered when she had torched the coven's mansion with the beast inside, as she fled the building she had nabbed the head witches bottle of vintage cognac, almost unconsciously, and had downed the entire decanter between bitter sobs as she watched her life burn away from the front lawn, vainly attempting to calm her nerves though it had just made her black out.<br><br>That was when her secret drinking habit had started, and it was at Gamma Rho Lambda's pledge mixer that the habit continued strong. She glanced anxiously around the room as she sipped, though not just looking out to see if someone spotted her, but checking the faces, the atmosphere. Still too familiar *gulp* another shot down the drain. She repeated this process a few more times until the faces around her were just blurry enough that she no longer saw her old friends in them. Heaving a sigh she tucked the flask away and stepped back out into the party, apparently giving far too much faith too her inebriated legs as she almost immediately wobbled and began tripping over herself, ending up bumbling into a dark haired woman (Lakresha) and being forced to hang onto the poor girl for dear life, less she tumble all the way to the floor, "S-sorry..." she murmured faintly, clutching and groping at the girl for some kind of support, not paying due attention to where her hands went, probably giving the impression that she was intentionally accosting the other woman. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 07:06:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Riley, Tavleen, OPEN<br><hr><br>Day One had been interesting, to say the least. Orientation had been exciting. For the first time, Olivia found herself surrounded by people like her - willing to take a risk for the sake of knowing. That was powerful. It was invigorating. It was exactly what she was looking for.<br><br>The examinations - not so much. The Physical was bad enough. Of course, she'd been to the doctor's often enough - what was one more medical professional poking an prodding at her body? What was really awful was the Psych profile. There had been points throughout the meeting where Olivia was sure that the evaluator was going to send her straight home. It probably didn't help that her record was already chock full of incidents in which her intellectual curiosity had gotten her into hot water. It probably also didn't help that the psychologist was intimate with the work that had caused Olivia her notoriety: <em>The Effects of MDMA in the Caffeine Supply of a Suburban High School Educational Facility.</em> The conversation about that had seesawed between grudging praise for her groundbreaking work and pointed questioning about why any staff member of any educational institution should allow her access to said institution when such acceptance carried the implied risk of being Olivia's <em>next</em> test subject - questions to which Olivia had no good answer.<br><br>But Olivia wasn't on the next train out - instead she was here at Gamma Rho looking around at the collected first years milling about. While her luggage was still in storage, Olivia had brought her case - a bright pink make up case which actually held a diverse collection of what less charitable and open-minded individuals might call experimental mind-altering substances. But even the great Olivia Solomon was at least obliquely aware that this was probably not the best time and place to set up an impromptu experiment, as tempting as the prospect was. First - one observed. And observation meant more than just looking - it meant mingling. Sadly, she wasn't as good at actual mingling as she probably should be. With a deep breath she moved forward to at least one pair that seemed engaged in conversation, one with a distinct Midwestern twang. "So - this is where one goes when one doesn't fit in the usual pigeonholes so I hear..." It wasn't the typical sorority icebreaker. But then again, this wasn't a typical sorority.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 08:23:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/54/ee/cb/54eecbb2d43697e575a0163558535c4c.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Isabelle Thomas<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS112-2X33<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophmore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult History<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Lakresha Price, Roxanne C. Laveau, Open<br><hr><br>Isabelle, as always, had been buried in the library combing through the most esoteric tomes it contained for glimmers of knowledge pertaining to magical practices and customs of yesteryear. It was her passion, some call it her obsession, and she lost all track of time when deep in the stacks. That's how it ended up being that she missed realizing the day was long since over and the time had come to put in an appearance at the mixer with the new girls of Gamma Rho Lambda. She sighed and tried to right her hair as she tried to decide if she really needed to change for the party. As she used a darkened window as a mirror she heard Juliette's admonishments about not knowing when to make an entrance play through her mind. <br><br>With that reminder ringing through her head, Isabelle remembered a spell she'd recently unearthed attributed to Fairy magic. She went to her things and drew out the special wand she'd prepared when she thought she might attempt the spell made of aspen wood from a tree that had been hit by lightning. As she waved it in time with the magic words she chanted it trailed scintillating sparks in the air. She entombed the following words of power in a sing song tone:<br><br><div align="center">Salagadoola mechicka boola <br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo <br>Put 'em together and what have you got <br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo <br><br>Salagadoola mechicka boola <br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo<br>It'll do magic believe it or not<br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo<br><br>Salagadoola means mechicka booleroo<br>But the thingmabob that does the job is<br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo<br><br>Salagadoola menchicka boola <br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo<br>Put 'em together and what have you got<br>bibbidi-bobbidi <br>bibbidi-bobbidi <br>bibbidi-bobbidi-boo</div><br>As the spell was cast, Isabelle was surrounded by swirling motes of magic that settled upon her dissolving away all she wore and replacing it with a gown worthy of a princess. It was made of a gauzy, chiffon like substance that swirled around her noiselessly as she moved. The cut was exquisite and it flattered her figure impossibly well but the piece <div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/69/cb/d8/69cbd8a96e8af15121d0fc53e9902d1c.jpg)</div>de resistance was the pair of glass slippers that surrounded her feet. She admired her reflection and thought, "Perhaps a tad over dressed, and yet, I don't think Juliette will be unhappy with the result." She nodded once and went to join the party, unaware of the conditions of the spell that made time her enemy.<br><br>Isabelle glided into the party, her shoes making a crisp tinkling sound with each step she took. She looked about and waved to those she knew from last year then tried to pick out the newly arrived students. She grabbed a drink off a passing tray and sipped from it, noticing the girl in the velvet cat suit and favoring her with a warm smile. She set a course through the party that had her meet with Lakresha Price. Then she blinked a lot as a girl with blue-black hair stumbled out of the shadows and accosted Lakresha. She tried to warn the newcomer of the drunk girl's approach, raising a finger and gesturing at Roxanne, but her warning may have come too late to be of any help.<div class="floatright"><sub>OOC: Isabelle post transformation</sub></div><br>"Girls, are you both ok?" Isabelle asked as she stepped over to them, reaching out to help Roxanne off Lakresha. She flashed Lakresha an apologetic smile saying, "usually this sort of thing doesn't happen until after a few rounds of Spell Pong. Oh, I'm Isabelle, sophomore. Welcome to GR." That last bit is said wanly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 15:31:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Riley, Tavleen, Olivia, Open<br><hr><br>It was one thing to read about the weird things that other people got to deal with where they lived, and another to hear it directly from the mouths of people who lived there.&nbsp; Suzanne was eating the talk of Boston and Chicago's weirder sides up, doing her best to not be a complete and total nerd, and mostly succeeding; in her own hometown, sorcerous things were not talked about in polite, Christian company, and the people who -did- do magical practice were very much underground.&nbsp; Sure, you could get some traction at the universities, which were pretty much beds of free-thinking anyway, but they weren't... old enough.&nbsp; Established enough.&nbsp; Likely to be open enough that she could get peeks at stuff they didn't want her to see.<br><br>It was the last bit that had drawn her to Miskatonic University, and GRL in particular.<br><br>Suzanne perked up as another new face moved to join them, smiling -- and laughed, good-naturedly, when the blonde introduced herself as someone as part of the 'not fitting anywhere else' crowd.&nbsp; "You almost make it sound like we're all in exile, here," she said easily, her speaking pace hinting at a very Texas drawl.&nbsp; "I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure I wouldn't want to be anywhere else on campus."<br><br>She offered a hand.&nbsp; "I'm Suzanne, this is Riley, and this is Tavleen.&nbsp; She and I -- " indicating Tavleen with a nod -- "are frosh, Riley's a sophomore transfer.&nbsp; Nice to meet you!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 04:39:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png) </div><strong>Name: </strong>&nbsp; Madoka Mawaru<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-7313<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occultechnician<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Addison Waite, Lakresha Price, OPEN<br><hr>“Ooookay?” Addison fell into step with her wheel chair.&nbsp; It hadn’t necessarily been an invitation to get punch with her and Madoka wasn’t sure if she should take out her annoyance on the very fit redhead.&nbsp; Still it annoyed her that most people saw the chair before seeing her.&nbsp; It didn’t help that Addison had the physique and look of an athlete.&nbsp; Madoka was a total nerd and had suffered enough from girls like Addison in high school.&nbsp; She really didn’t want to continue that trend in college.<br><br>One of the sorority girls greeted her with a smile and handed her a glass of punch as she rolled to a stop in front of the snack table.&nbsp; She returned the welcome but the girl was already greeting her tall shadow.&nbsp; A friendly voice drew her attention away from the table to a glossy pamphlet and a velvet enwrapped bosom. <br><br>“No, no, I just got here, but I guess in a way yes, since we are in it.” She answered in a rather stream of consciousness sort of way.&nbsp; &nbsp;Madoka shifted the cut form her right hand to her left and took Lakresha’s in a steady grip.&nbsp; “Nice to meet you.&nbsp; I’m Madoka, Madoka Mawaru.” She introduced herself to the fashionable African American girl.&nbsp; “That would be great,” she answered not at all knowing if it would be great or not, but not wanting to offend.&nbsp; Lakresha seemed nice enough. She would have said more but <div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/AddisionWaite.jpg)</div>the lumbering Addison Waite bumped into her chair and almost spilled her punch. When she recovered and looked up Lakresha had already moved on.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oh, sorry.&nbsp; I didn’t mean to.”<br><br>“Whatever okay.&nbsp; Just watch where you are going.” Madoka began to turn her wheel chair around to distance herself from the walking Neanderthal of a woman.<br><br>“Really.&nbsp; I am sorry.&nbsp; I didn’t mean to bump into you or insult you. I…”&nbsp; But Madoka was already wheeling herself away.&nbsp; Addison let loose a huff that sent a lock of her unruly red hair fluttering about.&nbsp; <br><br>“Well that went greaaaat.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 21:11:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Roxanne, Isabelle, Open<br><hr><br>Female bodies pressed in from all sides to join the conversation. One pushed like a jealous lover into her back and took a handful. This was a strange moment, with eyes falling on her as she felt with growing discomfort, with a strange woman's lusty breath down her zipper, that there was something she hadn't admitted to herself. "Okay, FBI. That's real thorough, wouldn't you say." Turn that agitation around, pinch it to the flesh between Roxy's thumbs and fingers to really insist that she let go. But Lakresha didn't have the leverage to put Roxy back on her feet- for that, outside help was needed. "Just startled, that's all."<br><br>She had wanted to thank Isabelle, but her eyes were drawn to the dress much more than the woman inhabiting it. <em>Spectacular. </em>She seemed to fill it to impossible degrees, like entwined white trees, impossible to say which accommodated the other. She never even noticed the slippers. "Would you say GR is a party sorority?" the journalist in her asked. Looking at that dress, thinking about the implications of such a showy, flirtatious first impression. "I was thinking about throwing on one of those Gamma Rho Lambda shirts to show my support, but wow, you really dressed up. Just for us girls?" Now she noticed Isabelle's hopeful smile, and smiled back, distantly, processing. "I guess I'm flattered."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 22:59:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Isabelle, open</strong><br><hr> A young women with a pixie&nbsp; cut all of the hair is black except for a pink streak&nbsp; near the front bangs. she wears a green tank top and light blue jeans and matching green flats.She has a bright smile on her face and looks around at the decor of the place and then all of the people gathered in the main hall. She takes a deep breath and focuses her self "Wow everyone seems to be a bit nervous but enough about that.&nbsp; I am here for two reasons one I received this nifty handbook and an Email from my Legal Guardian Dr. Arthur Smith, I am&nbsp; to meet an Isabelle Thomas here, So could anyone point me in the direction of Isabelle." <br><br>She patiently waited as those milling about had their conversations and many interactions.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>11-11-2016, 01:49:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Riley, Tavleen, OPEN<br><hr><br>The blonde took the hand and shook vigorously. "Olivia Solomon. Incoming freshman. And certainly glad to meet you." She thought that pretty much covered the basics. It certainly did for her. Her accent was more Northeastern than anything else, though it had been refined through the years with a sort of crystal-hewn professionalism - the kind of tone that motivational speakers aim for when taking speech lessons. Her own attire was fairly conservative - a white blouse paired with a black knee-length skirt and sensible black flats. With the exception of what could only be described as either an oversized makeup case or an smallish steamer trunk slung behind her back, she could almost pass for ordinary. Almost.<br><br>"Perhaps exile is too harsh a term," Olivia admitted in retrospect. "After all, we... or at least <em>I</em> chose to come here, even given the general paucity of other choices. I suppose if Harvard or MIT were an option, I'd still probably find myself here, come to think of it." After a bit more musing and a pregnant pause in which she belatedly realized that talking about herself all day was one of the social faux pas that she made on a regular basis, Olivia added, "And how about you, Suzanne? Was this where you wanted to be when you started thinking about colleges?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>11-11-2016, 13:01:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Riley, Tavleen, Olivia, Open<br><hr><br>Suzanne shook her head wryly.&nbsp; "No, but honestly, when I was first thinking about college, I was... what, twelve?"&nbsp; An unthinkably long time ago.&nbsp; "And what I wanted to do was go to UT in Austin and be a business major or something boring like that, because that's what my parents wanted me to do.&nbsp; By the time I was, like, actually seriously planning my future, though, this was the best place to go.&nbsp; Tuition fair, really good occult studies program, super-storied campus history, parents a three-day drive away... my older brother knew a lot of people that went here that ended up some of the best new faces in the field, here and across the river --" their beneath-mention unnamed rival school, whom she'd applied to but been turned down for, but never mind that -- "and this place seemed like it'd be cozier, you know?"<br><br>Nobody wanted to hear her monologue about why she'd shifted courses in life.&nbsp; They probably had similar reasons.&nbsp; "We were just talking about local occult geography affecting sorcerous practices in Chicago," Suzanne added, nodding to Riley and Tavleen.&nbsp; "Is there anything like that where you're from?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>12-11-2016, 21:43:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Tavleen Tillinghast, Olivia, Suzanne, (Mentioning) Lakresha, OPEN<br><hr>A bangled wrist raised and a wiggle of pink enameled fingertips acknowledged Lekresha’s wave.&nbsp; Riley would have loved to introduce herself, but a new arrival to her immediate conversation momentarily distracted her.<br><br>Suzanne was nice enough to help with the introductions but be the time she was able to track Lekresha she appeared to have gathered her own crowd.&nbsp; If they were both accepted into the sorority there would be plenty of time to get to know one another though, so her attention returned to the little group and their discussion of supernatural locations.<br><br>“I agree.&nbsp; This is where I want to be.&nbsp; You can’t learn about this stuff just anywhere, unless you want to just dabble.”&nbsp; Sure most other students at MU probably thought Gamma Rho Lambda were just a bunch of New Age Hippie girls.&nbsp; Talking about magic would get you strange looks at best, so it was often best not to try to explain things.&nbsp; People still wanted to believe that it wasn’t really real despite more and more strange occurrences happening all over the world.&nbsp; Most people thought magic was either stage magic or that it was like some wizard throwing fire and lightening around in a fantasy movie.&nbsp; From the little Riley understood it didn’t work like that for most people.<br><br>Magic tugged at the mind and mad you question what was real.&nbsp; In most cases doing magic had almost as many negative side effects as positive ones and the more you learned the less connected with reality you could become.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg)</div> Tavleen was like a terrier when she felt there was a story or mystery to pursue, but she didn’t get to be the star reporter of the Arcane Gazette blog just because she latched onto a story with locked jaws.&nbsp; She was also a really good listener, noting down little things like the friendly gaze and lingering eye Riley gave Lekresha and how Olivia’s first words patterned herself as an exile or outcast maybe.&nbsp; Suzanne seemed outgoing and Tavleen was happy to have her do the dirty work of small talk and gobbled up the answers to note down anything worthy of following up on later.&nbsp; <br><br>Tavleen’s overwhelming curiosity didn’t preclude her from making friends, far from it.&nbsp; She was friendly and loyal, just don’t try to keep a secret from her or be very good at lying about it.&nbsp; The native Bostonian turned her attention to Olivia curious about where she was from and what interesting paranormal locations she might be privy too.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-11-2016, 00:38:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Riley, Tavleen, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia, for her part, mostly shrugged. "Altoona's certainly not ground zero for supernatural activity. I mean you've got the ghosts coming in from Gettysburg in the east of course, and Johnstown to the west, so lots of angry spirits, but not a lot otherwise. Maybe some witch-posers, and a few people turning out to be nothing more than better camouflaged posers at UPenn, but nothing like here. <em>This</em> is the real thing where one can get one's hands dirty with some serious research. I mean, I suppose there's good conventional chemistry departments all around, but then what? I make a new color of marshmallow for the next box of Lucky Charms? Not that I've got anything against Lucky Charms, just... well I want to do something more serious. You know... Groundbreaking."<br><br>The blonde stopped for a moment as a gleam formed in her eye even as she took in her surroundings. "Yes... Groundbreaking. So... Alchemy. That's where the real action is, right?" She turned back to the other girls. "From what I take it from the conversation, I'm thinking you two are into Sorcery, then, right?" Turning from Riley and Suzanne to Tavleen, she added, "I'm not quite sure what your specialty is though..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 00:42:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/CharlotteWardAvi.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Charlotte Deirdre Ward<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS668-1B29<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison "Allie" Sullivan, Mentioning:&nbsp; Isabelle Thomas<br><hr>Juliette went to mill about with the freshmen hopefuls and Charlotte took a turn handing out fliers and selling the Gamma Rho Lambda t-shirts.&nbsp; They were simple shirts with the Greek letters of the house across the chest.&nbsp; Charlotte was wearing one of the navy blue ones.&nbsp; It was a bit on the smallish size so it hugged her breasts tightly.&nbsp; She had taken a pair of scissors to it with some strategic slashes along her flanks opening it up for a better fit and showing off some of her fair skin.<br><br>Most of the prospects had already arrived.&nbsp; If fact it might have been all of them.&nbsp; Some invites chose to pledge elsewhere, some chose different schools and some simply disappeared without a trace.&nbsp; This class was certainly larger than hers and that did worry Charlotte a bit.&nbsp; She wasn’t sure Juliette was ready for this, but that wasn’t Charlotte’s decision.&nbsp; With most of the girls already milling about Charlotte got to relax and chat with some of her classmates and future sisters.<br><br>Charlotte heard a new voice above the chatter on the foyer and great room, a cute brunette with a shock of pink hair that almost matched her own.&nbsp; Apparently she wasn’t shy about attention as she announced herself and her question to the room.<br><br>“She’s in the other room.&nbsp; Just look for Cinderella.&nbsp; You’ll know her when you see her.”&nbsp; Charlotte gave a head bob towards the other room. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 01:30:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Angel Bishop<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Charlotte, Lakresha, Isabelle<br><hr>Angel had visited most of the houses.&nbsp; She wasn’t really sure she wanted to do the whole sorority thing, but it was Rush Week so the least she could do was check them out.&nbsp; The first couple of houses left her with the distinct impression that someone with her flawless ebony skin was making the girls horrifically uncomfortable.&nbsp; The girls at Pi Delta Pi were pretty chill and she liked some of the philanthropic stuff they were into, but there was still something missing.&nbsp; Every one of them seemed kind of cookie cutter, kind of bland.&nbsp; Angel wasn’t looking for bland.&nbsp; She wanted vibrant, dazzling.&nbsp; Something that could hold her interest for more than five minutes, so when she wandered onto the lot at the end of sorority row she was pretty much ready to give up on the whole sorority thing and head back to the freshmen dorm.<br><br>However, the large Victorian flipped the switch on her weirdo meter.&nbsp; It was like that moment in a horror movie that you yell at the stupid co-ed not to go in the house, but they ignore you anyway.&nbsp; Well that was Angel, being the stupid co-ed going into the weird house at the end of the road, but it was the most interesting thing she had seen all day and judging from the movement she could see through the open doors they were participating in rush week too.&nbsp; Angel walked up the not quite level steps and threw the eschew portal to the foyer that was decorated for the occasion with crap paper ribbon and old looking posters decorated with the sorority crest and other eldrich looking symbols.<br><br>“Hi, welcome to Gamma Rho Lambda,” a pink haired young woman greeted her. “Are you looking to pledge?” <br><br>“Not sure.” Angel answered with a truthfulness that had put off other sororities.&nbsp; “I’m looking for something out of the ordinary and I guess I just haven’t found it yet.”<br><br>“Oh really?” The girl sitting behind the folding table replied pushing her black rimmed glasses up the bridge of her nose.&nbsp; “Well I can assure you that we are full of surprises.&nbsp; Why don’t you take one of the brochures here and go on in and meet the rest of the girls.&nbsp; Maybe this is the right place for you?”&nbsp; There was an almost amused look to the tattooed girl with the cotton candy hair.&nbsp; Like she know something that Angel didn’t.<br><br>“Thanks, I think I will.” Angel took the brochure and moved farther into the house where the rest of the potential pledges were deep into introductions.&nbsp; There were a number of little groups.&nbsp; One appeared to be discussing architecture of some sort from the snippet of conversation and another smaller group with two of the more interestingly dressed young women she had seen today.&nbsp; <br><br>Angel approached the dark and light glitter of the two young women as a third girl, a pretty brunette appeared to excuse herself from the conversation.&nbsp; Judging from the blushing cheeks she had been embarrassed about something.<br><br>“Hi,” she greeted the women with no sense of self-consciousness. “What kind of sorority is this?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 04:55:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Isabelle, Charlotte, open</strong><br><br>Allie&nbsp; waved to&nbsp; pink haired women her told her where to find Isabelle "Thanks&nbsp; and&nbsp; you made a great hair color choice. Hope to get to talk more soon." The blue eyed&nbsp; women began to&nbsp; look around for the Cinderella dress wearing person as her feet picked up the pace just a tiny bit to carry her to the next room.<br><br>Allie finally noticed the young women she was looking for and made her way over and a broad smile crossed her lips.She thought to herself quietly<em> Wow that dress is beautiful!</em> Finally she approached the group containing Isabelle "Hi everyone, I am Allie and a newly acquired Freshman. Isabelle&nbsp; that dress looks amazing and I must say&nbsp; you make a great Cinderella!" she smiled and took a deep breath and took a pause.<br><br>Allie slipped a hand to her mouth"Sorry if I interrupted your conversation just I was really excited to meet you, Since Professor Smith suggested I meet you." the freshman gave a wave to&nbsp; the others gathered as her grin broadened as she would get to chat with others as well as meet Isabelle.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sally Aces</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 05:41:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/69/cb/d8/69cbd8a96e8af15121d0fc53e9902d1c.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Isabelle Thomas<br><br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS112-2X33<br><br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophmore<br><br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult History<br><br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:10 PM<br><br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Lakresha Price, Allison "Allie" Sullivan, Angel Bishop, Roxanne C. Laveau, Open<br><hr><br>Isabelle saw the difficulty Lakresha was having disentangling herself from Roxanne and lent her a hand. "Careful now, the MMA portion of the evening doesn't start until 11 PM. Good you're such an enthusiastic competitor," she said in a lightly joking tone to Roxanne as she helped her back onto her feet. Afterwards, she couldn't help but be gratified by the attention Lakresha was paying her outfit, feeling that though, perhaps, overdressed she was making a statement. "We like to have a good time, but we're just as into studying hard as we are about our entertainments," she assures the young woman with the direct but interested way about her. "So if you're looking for a party all the time, sorority, GR may not be the place for you," she adds informationally rather then judgmentally. She giggled, taking Lakresha's comment about her dress as a compliment then said, "this? It's just something I whipped up." As she spoke her eyes sparkled mischievously, adding an impish flare to her energy. "Take it as my way of saying, 'tonight will be a magical night'..." she said with a touch of something bashful in her smile.<br><br>"Hmm, great question. I'm Isabelle, by the way," The girl in the dress made of starlight and cloudstuff said to Angela. "It's either the best place you'll ever find yourself or a dim, half forgotten memory," she said, replying to the question she posed enigmatically. She gave the fine featured woman a Sphinx-like smile as she spoke, then she giggled and dropped the act. "Honestly, we are all about helping each other who we want to be in this way crazy, mixed up world," she shrugs then adds, "Gamma Rho Lambda girls don't accept what the world appears to be or would have us be, instead, we strive, in our own individual ways, to figure out how to make needful change in it." Isabelle screws up her face in a cutely thoughtful way as she hears herself. Then she waves her words away and says self deprecatingly, "wow, have I been spending too much time studying moldy old books..."<br><br>When approached by Allie and complimented Isabelle smiled at her warmly and nods saying, "why thank you, Allie." She was a little surprised to be addressed by name by the stranger, but when she mentioned 'Professor Smith' a lightbulb went off and her smile grew wider. "Oh, you're /that/ Allie, Prof. S told me to keep an eye out for you. He had nothing but good things to say about you and your... talents," she said, dropping her voice at that last word. Then she looked at the three girls around her and hmmed. "We've got a quorum here... that's rife with possibilities," she said with a wink. Then with a hint of a challenge in her eyes she asked them, "what's the most awe inspiring thing you've ever done or witnessed?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 19:06:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Isabelle, Angel, Allison, Open<br><hr><br>"Lakresha Price. I host a little show on campus radio called Black Cat Crossing." There was no need to clarify what sort of show it was. Her curiosity spilled over. "It sounds like you're saying this is magical cloth. May I?" Gingerly she took hold of a trailing end like a maid of honor and rolled it between the most sensitive tips of her fingers. "It's kind of... ethereal? Unctuous? Not of this world?" It slipped from her hands with the same fluidity that cascaded down Isabelle's body. One touch had not been enough. She went in for another feel. "It touches the way a collage looks. Pleasingly disjointed. Surreal." At some point, she had taken a knee. She noticed Isabelle's thighs, and stood.<br><br>"You have to have a party, at least one before you graduate. But what I want out of a sorority is to make connections." She turned to Angel as she spoke. "There are so many diverse areas of study. It's a new frontier. Everyone is scrambling to decipher what's legitimate and what isn't. I might latch onto tarot, and you might pick up cryptozoology." Back to Isabelle. "If it's something nobody else has thought much about, we can create a buzz together. We might be talking about thesis paper material. Our listenership is just a few hundred right now, but we're aiming to take it online, maybe a live show with audience participation."<br><br>"The most awe-inspiring thing." Her eyes turned down a moment. "Was an interview recently where everything clicked together. I haven't been able to get it out of my head. I'm sorry- you probably meant actual magic, didn't you? I really only dabble. I'm much more interested in what excites other people."<br><br>A smile to Allison saying no, she hadn't interrupted, even though Lakresha hadn't allowed a moment of dead air since coming over. "What kind of talents?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>15-11-2016, 14:45:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:10 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Isabelle, Lakresha Price, Angel Bishop, open</strong><br><br><br>Allie gave a warm a genuine smile to the group, " Aww Stop it you&nbsp; make a girl blush with all this praise." she broke out into a giggling fit after that. After a little bit of time passed she took a deep breath and extended her hand to Isabelle and then to Lakriesha and then Angel for a round off overly enthusiastic hand shakes. "Well Isabelle I look forward to getting to know more about you since good ole Professor Smith likes to leave me with a challenge and kept me in the dark about you! I hope to get to know more about the others in this little group as well!" making a motion to them hoping either someone introduces her to them or they do it themselves. The look of anticipation and excitement is clear as day to get to know the others gathered in the small group as well.<br><br><br>"Hmm good Question Isabelle, I would say one of the awe inspiring moments for me was just taking stock of a moment after a long day of back packing and resting at camp and watching the sunset and losing when self in the emotions that came from watching such a beautiful scene unfold right before your eyes and sharing that moment with an old friend!" her eyes glazed over a bit as she discussed the moment like she was reliving&nbsp; the beautiful moment just from bringing up the memories of it.<br><br>She was shaken from her moment of indulgence when she&nbsp; was asked about her&nbsp; talents by the stunningly beautiful radio reporter. "Um well the best way to sum that up is I am just an adorable ball of talent in the field of Para-Psychology and the school snatched me up as new promising talent to be brought into the fold at this school to be what they think is a swift rising star in the field. Well that's probably how Professor Smith would respond." Shortly after that statement Allie broke out into a fit laughter for a few minutes. "Though I think they just wanted a good reason to bring and adorable dynamo of personality and abundant energy to have a new Mascot!' she gave a little bit of a snort and a chuckle after that being all to amused at herself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 00:31:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/JulieFace.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Juliette Whateley<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS668-1B29<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 22 / Senior<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:15pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>“I would like to thank you all for coming this evening.”&nbsp; A sing-songy voice seems to cut through even the more boisterous of conversations.&nbsp; A tall, reed-like young woman stand the door way that leads from the entry to the great room where the potential pledges had gathered.&nbsp; The woman’s skin is the color of coffee creamer, the hint of beige almost lost against the midnight blue dress from another era.&nbsp; She wore long gloves that matched the shadowy folds of the skirt that ticked her stocking covered thighs.&nbsp; Deep seafoam hair fell like a cresting wave across her shoulders adorned with daisies from the outside garden.<br><br>“It appears we have a few stragglers joining us this evening.&nbsp; Consider yourselves welcome as well whoever you might be.&nbsp; I don’t believe in coincidence so if you are here it was meant to be.”&nbsp; The woman appears to be almost talking to herself as she nods, satisfied with her own thoughts.<br><br>“I am Juliette, the sorority’s guardian and loving sister. I would like to be your loving sister as well if the house approves.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am also a senior and advisor for the Occult Studies department.&nbsp; We thought it might be fun it play a little game this evening before we let our hair down and enjoy the rest of the evening getting to know you all.&nbsp; So without further ado I would like you to break into groups of two…or three tops and we can begin.” Juliette waits with a quiet smile as the pledges do as she asked and once ready gives a nod to the candy colored Charlotte (so sweet and delicious), who hands out an aged scroll of parchment to each group bound in a blood red ribbon.<br><br>“When a ring my bell.” A bell seemed to appear in Juliette’s hand from nowhere. “You can look at your list and began the Gamma Rho Lambda scavenger hunt.&nbsp; You can look all about the bottom floor of the house, the basement and the yard outside.&nbsp; I encourage you to be creative in your finds, though no conjuring unless it’s really cool.” She says the last with a little wiggle of her finger and an oddly disturbing giggle.&nbsp; “My sisters and I will be watching and we will know if you are cheating.&nbsp; When you have finished your list come back here and ring the bell.&nbsp; Do not be afraid or surprised by what you find about the house.&nbsp; Not everything is what it seems, but what is?” Again with the giggle.<br><br>“Ready?” She says, her long limb and delicate fingers lifting the bell.&nbsp; “Begin.” <br><br>“Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.”<br><br>When the scroll is unrolled there is a list of strange items in the most elegant calligraphy you have ever seen:<br>Something borrowed<br>Something blue<br>Something lifeless<br>Something true<br>A little life<br>A little death<br>A little knife<br>A little breath<br>Eye of Newt<br>Wool of Bat<br>Hemlock Root<br>Pointy Hat<br>A Given gift<br>A stolen kiss<br>A hidden lift<br>Anything fun<br><br>When you find an item it will cross itself off the list.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 04:14:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia (her positive response coordinated with Idlewyld)<br><hr><br>Suzanne took a quick look around, assessing her options.&nbsp; Her conversation partners were her best bet for swift connections... but who?&nbsp; Just because a game was supposed to be fun couldn't mean you couldn't be good at it...<br><br>A decision comes in short order.&nbsp; "What do you say, Olivia?" Suzanne says breezily, offering the other girl her hand.&nbsp; "Partners?"<br><br>[...]<br><br>Suzanne's attention stayed on the head girl Juliette as she explained the game.&nbsp; Honestly, Suzanne was... more willing to do this than she'd thought she'd be.&nbsp; Scavenger hunts were kind of super grade-school, but if they were allowed to be imaginative and creative and interpret stuff in weird ways...<br><br>...in a spooky old house full of mysteries, histories, and Just Plain Curious Magic...<br><br>...then she'd get over it pretty quick.<br><br>The bell rang, and Suzanne untied the ribbon (tucking it away in her pocket) before unfurling the scroll so both she and Olivia could read it.&nbsp; "Super-vague," she murmurs, half a smirk on her lips -- then, she looks to Olivia, grinning.&nbsp; "Where do you want to start?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 04:37:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Riley, Tavleen, Juliette, OPEN<br><hr><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=258317.msg12791248#msg12791248">Quote from: Jarick on 21-11-2016, 04:14:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>Suzanne took a quick look around, assessing her options.&nbsp; Her conversation partners were her best bet for swift connections... but who?&nbsp; Just because a game was supposed to be fun couldn't mean you couldn't be good at it...<br><br>A decision comes in short order.&nbsp; "What do you say, Olivia?" Suzanne says breezily, offering the other girl her hand.&nbsp; "Partners?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Olivia took Suzanne's hand firmly and answered, "Definitely." It was frankly a relief to have the issue decided then and there, as she would have probably roamed the entire room rather than actually going out and having found someone herself. Olivia was quite aware of her limitations as a person. Still, there was a competitive sparkle in her eye when she turned to the other two and said with a nod and a smile, "Well, we'll leave you to it then. May the best team win." She then hurried off to an open nook or cranny where she and Suzanne could strategize about being just that.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=258317.msg12791248#msg12791248">Quote from: Jarick on 21-11-2016, 04:14:23</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br>The bell rang, and Suzanne untied the ribbon (tucking it away in her pocket) before unfurling the scroll so both she and Olivia could read it.&nbsp; "Super-vague," she murmurs, half a smirk on her lips -- then, she looks to Olivia, grinning.&nbsp; "Where do you want to start?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Olivia was already scanning the list. While she read through the whole thing, her methodical nature forced her eyes to focus on the first one&gt; "Something borrowed obviously. Best to take these things in turn. That way you don't miss a step." Missing a step generally led to disaster in her experience. Mind now set on the problem, she began intoning, "Something borrowed... something borrowed... something borrowed..." as she tapped her foot a few times until looking up. "Well... that should actually be simple. We just need to borrow something, right?"<br><br>Without so much as missing a beat, she took Suzanne by the hand again and strode across the room, now driven by the task and her almost obsessive need to complete it. Within moments they reached Juliette. Of course, this is where resolve failed her. "Um... hi... I'm Olivia and um... I and Suzanne were wondering... um..." She looked over at her more gregarious counterpart, in obvious need of some assistance when it came to things like social graces.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 12:27:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Juliette<br><hr><br>Suzanne followed Olivia's gaze.&nbsp; "...if we could see your glove for tonight?"&nbsp; she said, finishing where the other girl's sentence had trailed off.&nbsp; "It's seriously gorgeous, though, just like your dress," she continued, trying and failing to restrain her impulse to gush over Juliette's choice of outfit, like she'd had to restrain the impulse to gush over the other girl's slinky white ensemble.&nbsp; "Where did you get it?&nbsp; I don't think I've ever seen that style in stores, and normally my tastes are a little more modern?&nbsp; But you make that thing seriously work, you know?"<br><br>A distant internal voice chided her for accidentally/purposefully also buttering up the head girl, but hell, Juliette was probably used to that by now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 03:49:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/JulieFace.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Juliette Whateley<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS668-1B29<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 22 / Senior<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:15pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia and Suzanne<br><hr><br>Juliette seemed honestly surprised when Olivia and Suzanne approached her about her glove and attire.&nbsp; She tilted her head, blue eyes sweeping from one girl to the others.&nbsp; “Oh, but then wouldn’t I look funny wandering around with one glove?”&nbsp; Juliette’s question was just as honest and tingled with a touch of concern.&nbsp; <br><br>The flattery appeared to wash over and off of her.&nbsp; It was indiscernible if it had any effect on her or not.&nbsp; Still she tugged lightly at the fingertips of the silken cover letting it trail along her arm as she removed it.&nbsp; <br><br>“Remember, it isn’t borrowed if it doesn’t have a use and isn’t returned.” She said with a smile as she held it out for them to take.&nbsp; “Now maybe I should be off before I someone asks to borrow my dress,” Juliette added with a light laugh.”&nbsp; <br><br>One look at their list would note that “Something borrow” was yet to be crossed off of their list.&nbsp; Apparently they would need to find a use for the silk glove and return it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 20:10:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Juliette (Mentioned), OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia looked a touch nonplussed as she observed the glove in her hand. Though she was appreciative that her partner had taken over so smoothly, and that the Head Girl had fulfilled their request - in, she had to add, a most seductive manner - now came the question of how to use it. Juliette had disappeared leaving barely enough time for a belated, "Thank you," and the distracting imagery of how things may have been if they had, in fact, asked to borrow the dress instead. And gloves, especially one single glove, were fairly limited in utility. But utility was the order of the moment.<br><br>"So what does one do with a glove?" Olivia posed to Suzanne. "I suppose we could use it to test the cleanliness of the house... or perhaps there is someone with whom you need to challenge to a duel." With a shrug and a sigh, she added, "Or I could just try and wear it." She slipped the glove on her right arm and held it out to Suzanne for inspection. "What do you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 21:09:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong>Main Hall 8:00 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley<br><hr><br>The velvety soft aged parchment tube of her scroll selected Angel with a touch. The seal had been broken, but it was a list she'd barely glimpsed. Finding the things wasn't her priority. Finding someone to have interesting conversation with while they wandered in search of rainbows and four leaf clovers was. "Want to check out a creaky witch coven's basement with me?" Her knees dipped, shoulders slouched, head lolled like a zombie. ♫ <em>"We're going to get yoooou!" </em><br><br>Being scared as a pair felt too forward. Even spidering her fingers at the tiny hairs on Angel's skin, braving a spooky cellar with only one another for comfort just felt too intimate. Felt like something might happen, might click. Her hand shot up over the congregated heads to catch Riley's attention. No mistaking her enthusiasm for just a hello, this was a summoning to mischief.<br><br>Bit by bit the list unfurled for a second read. "Oh, it's like a poem. That's cute!" On down the list. "I'd like to be clever with them, but maybe this is an actual spell. Maybe we should be more literal? A stolen kiss, okay." Crisply creased parchment, tucked away. "What do you want to bet they've tied up a pledge boy down there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 00:22:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, 8:15 PM - Moving to Library<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>Suzanne flashed a smirk and a thumbs up as Juliette walked away and Olivia tried on the glove.&nbsp; "Maybe we'll need to not leave fingerprints on something we're going to be rifling through," she said, a little mischief in her eyes.&nbsp; "Come on, I think the library is this way --" she pointed in the direction she mostly-remembered seeing bookshelves in -- "and there's -got- to be something good we can use there.&nbsp; There's at least got to be a book with a blue cover, right?"<br><br>She lingers only long enough for Olivia to agree before taking off.&nbsp; If Suzanne was going to be honest with herself, she really, really wanted to examine this place in further detail.&nbsp; She'd already done a very, very casual skimming of the textbook docs they'd given her earlier, and it seemed entirely likely they were giving her the expurgated stuff, not exactly 'public' consumption but sterilized of all the super-dangerous stuff.&nbsp; Maybe something was hidden in this sorority that was ~really~ worth a look?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 23:40:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lbirary 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia nodded and followed Suzanne to the Library. Once in, she found books, books, and more books. To be honest, she was still trying to focus on the "Borrowed" problem (specifically the question of how to determine when an item has been officially "used") and so hadn't quite proceeded onto the "Blue" one, and she actually had some ideas about solving the latter anyway, but her partner had taken the initiative, so for the moment, she was content to follow. And, like Suzanne, she was also in search of the informational mother lode, so it wasn't a bad place to be. Using the gloved hand, she started searching through the titles, focusing on names that might be interesting, along with those with blue colors. Her own eye was drawn to those of an alchemical nature, and specifically to those that dealt with brain chemistry, but for the moment, anything interesting would do.<br><br>She brightened when she actually found something, nearly jumping for joy as she pulled the tome from the shelf. "Oh my! I heard this existed, but I never thought I'd see it. <em>Effects of Coloration and Shading on the Cognitive and Emotional Faculties of Targeted Subjects!</em> As she placed the book down on the table, Suzanne would be able to see that the words Olivia chose were actually the Secondary Title. The main title read: <em>Dress for Success: Fashion and Cosmetics Tips for the Up and Coming Sorceress.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>25-11-2016, 18:35:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Angel Bishop<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley<br><hr>Angel glanced down at the light touch of parchment against her arm and back again with a smile, an acknowledgement of agreement.&nbsp; Yes I will explore the dark basement with you.&nbsp; It said. It appeared that Isabelle and Allison already knew of one another and it would be natural for them to pair up.&nbsp; At least this sorority didn’t appear boring in fact quite the opposite really and Lakresha had Angel’s attention with her antics.<br><br>Lekresha’s zombie fingers pawed lightly at her arm and Angel playfully swatted them away.&nbsp; “Well if I am going to be bitten by a zombie at least it’s a sexy one. “ She laughed and turned to see who Lekresha was suddenly gesturing for.&nbsp; The girl appeared to be in agreement and Angel let Zombie Lekresha chase her in Riley’s direction.<br><br>“Hi, I am Angel.&nbsp; Feel like exploring?” She asked as the two of them popped up next too Riley.&nbsp; <br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div> Riley’s little group was breaking up.&nbsp; Suzanne and Olivia were already paired off and searching the house.&nbsp; Tavleen seemed nice enough, but the girl asked so many questions it was kind of exhausting, so when Lekresha caught her attention and waved her over she was kind of relieved for the break.<br><br>“I think I am being beckoned.”&nbsp; She said, “If you will excuse me?” Riley added politely separating herself from the conversation.&nbsp; She had little doubt Tavleen would find someone to group with and got the idea that she would be fine on her own too.&nbsp; She did appear to be an inquisitive girl to be sure.<br><br>“Hello, Riley.” She introduced herself to the girl she did not recognize.&nbsp; If she was going to be honest with herself she was kind of relieved that she wasn’t the only black woman to pledge.&nbsp; “Sure, what are we looking for?”<br><br>“Not sure, but Lekresha wants to go find the creepy basement.”<br><br>“Oh,” Riley appeared a bit nervous at the idea. “You know if this was a horror movie, they kill off the token black girl first.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Well, thank God this isn’t a movie right?”&nbsp; Angel appeared to be down with the whole basement thing and Riley wasn’t going to chicken out when both Lekresha and Angel seemed so willing and wanting her to go.<br><br>Riley raised an eyebrow at Angel and turned to Lekresha whom she had seen earlier.&nbsp; “So where’s the basement?&nbsp; Any ideas? “<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>25-11-2016, 21:13:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library, 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>Suzanne's attention shifted from the books at Olivia's exclamation, and she moved over to look at the other girl's find.&nbsp; "Dress for Success, fashion and..." she read aloud, looking at the actual title, then made a snorting kind of chuckle, opening the book somewhere in the middle.&nbsp; "This is going to be good.&nbsp; When was this written?&nbsp; It looks like it's -- what, twenty, thirty years..."<br><br>But she trailed off as she saw what was within.&nbsp; She had been expecting the equivalent of a massive Cosmo fashion edition: splash pages of models, designer brands, captions done by fashion writers who thought they were clever -- but this looked like an actual textbook.&nbsp; Suzanne's head tilted slightly to the side as she flipped through the next pages, suddenly fascinated... then, wide-eyed and lips set in a serious line, she took her phone and snapped a picture of the cover, adding it to her list of things to definitely check out in the future.&nbsp; "This is <em>amazing</em>," she said, the scavenger list briefly forgotten as she met Olivia's gaze.&nbsp; "Where did you hear about this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 06:15:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia glanced over Suzanne's shoulder as her partner flipped through the book. "When one keeps up with the bulletin boards and the chat rooms, one gets a general idea of what's out there. After all, that's probably how this place found <em>me.</em>" The book itself was a treasure trove. Sure people had done studies of colors in general - red for active and excited, and blue for calm and serene, along with a little more, sometimes folk wisdom, sometimes a little more. This however, went shade by shade, tint by tint, and measured the exact personality changes that could be wrought depending on the individual, some being more susceptible than others to influence. <br><br>"Quick," Olivia suggested, "turn to the section on blue hues. Perhaps we'll find our <em>something blue there.</em> And perhaps other interesting tidbits along the way. I can't wait to test the information in here out!" She was almost quivering as she considered the possibilities. And this was only one book!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>27-11-2016, 00:58:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall -&gt; Basement 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley<br><hr><br>"Hey, don't talk like that. As long as we're together, nobody's token. Worst case, only one of us bites it first."<br><br>Where <em>were </em>the stairs down? Beside the balcony stairs is where she expected to find them, but she circled all around the commons and had nothing to show for it but a shrug. "She did say basement, right? Don't tell me I'm hearing things. Maybe it's like a campus rumpus room, with stairs outside?" Lakresha sat with her phone a minute to puzzle this out. Didn't especially want to look the fool circling around the bushes looking for a basement that didn't exist. "Gamma Rho Lambda <em>does </em>have a basement," she was able to conclude. "A <em>secret </em>basement. Oh, my folks would get a kick out of that. I have to admit that's neat."<br><br>A little longer nose down in her phone. Out of habit, she reached for a cup of coffee that wasn't there, in the ritual of her research. "Right." The screen faded nearly black, and the spooky sounds of a haunted house B side played tinny on the half-millimeter speakers. "I grabbed one of those paranormal detector apps. Turns any night capable phone camera into a lens to the unknown world, it says. Five out of five stars so far, this music is-"<br><br>A shrill digital scream, and the a pixelated ghost face filled the screen. Lakresha dropped her phone like it was on fire.<br><br>"Nope. Nope, nope, nope. Zero stars. Next." By miracle, it was still working. A second app on the burgeoning paranormal investigation category pulled up. The highest rated, rather than the first she saw. This one didn't have the eerie music. She viewed Riley through the lens to see if it was working, then Angel. "Oh, nuts. I think I see kind of a ripple. Take a look." Placing a lot of trust in her sisters not to be as accident-prone as she was, she passed it around. "Do you see it? Try over here." Lakresha stood bravely in the spot where she'd last seen the ripple. She couldn't see it now with just her human eyes, but her tiny hairs stood on end. Her fingers wiggled tight at her sides.<br><br>There was something this way. Something in the mud room. It was pulsing in a way that couldn't be just pretend. Though cubbies and cabinets which were the sovereign space of senior sisters surrounded her, she could not turn back. Lakresha rooted in hat boxes and unloaded shoes under the vague directions of her teammates. Fingered the only hook not host to a coat. Opened the umbrella wardrobe. Knocked on the back panel.<br><br>Her heart jumped. Something knocked back.<br><br>Lakresha was softly panting, white-knuckled as she copied the rhythm. <em>Tap tap tap. Tap tap. Tap tap. </em>And with a little dust, the panel slid aside. There was the kind of basement access a family might use to wait out the holocaust. Lakresha clutched the zipper of her catsuit with both hands. She turned to Angel. "Yyyyou go first."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>27-11-2016, 23:20:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement 8:15-ish pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Angel<br><hr>“Oh that’s reassuring.” Riley said.&nbsp; She wasn’t about to not go with them, but the idea of the dark basement lab was admittedly a little creepy.&nbsp; Riley stopped to watch Lakresha fiddle with her phone.&nbsp; She leaned in close enough to see and close enough the top notes of Red Orchid, magnolia and Neroli would tickle senses and hint at deeper treasures of one was brave enough to close the space.<br><br>“Oh Shit!” Riley exclaimed at the scream from the app.&nbsp; Her heartrate immediately redlined and she clutched at her chest while Angel laughed at the both of them.&nbsp; It has scared her too, but not nearly as much as Lakresha and Riley.&nbsp; Riley gave her a smoldering glare that Angel that was really kind of hot.<br><br>“Yeah that’s a definite no.” Riley agreed wholeheartedly with Lakresha.&nbsp; The second app looked way better and the two young women folded in around Lekresha to take a look at the disturbances it was registering.&nbsp; They followed along closely down the small hallway that lead through the kitchen and sunroom towards the mudroom where they fanned out to look for any stairs.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div>Neither Riley nor Angel saw that Lekresha’s rapping had been answered by tapping, they only saw turned when they heard the panel sliding away to reveal an empty stairwell lit by dimly flickering light and an old elevator next to it.&nbsp; A line scrawled its way across the scavenger list crossing off “A Hidden Lift.”<br><br>“Oh nice, you found it.”&nbsp; Angel replied hurrying over while Riley followed a little slower.&nbsp; “Oh yeah that looks fun.&nbsp; Nothing waiting to murder death kill us down there.” Riley had poked her head around the door to look inside.&nbsp; It was a horror story waiting to happen.<br><br>“Fine, I’ll go, but if something tries to eat my face, I will duck.&nbsp; Your both sweet and all, but I do value my life…like a lot.” Really there was no way Angel wasn’t going down the rabbit hole, but she was enjoying the banter and thrill of exploring.<br><br>Angel descended the stair and Riley motioned for Lekresha to follow.&nbsp; The stairs ended in another hallway lined with wooden doors and open archways.&nbsp; Some of the doors had placards with the names of Occultech and Alchemy oriented students others held discolored spaces were placards had been removed.&nbsp; Through the archways on the left of the hallway was a large alchemy lab complete with lit torches for lighting and through the archways on the right were much more modern fully furnished occultech labs lit with led overheads.<br><br>“Woah!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>28-11-2016, 00:30:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library, 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>Flip flip flip flip flip flip flip flip flip.&nbsp; The colors seemed to be loosely organized by wavelength -- red, yellow, orange, but there was also an infrared section before all of them, and when she got curious and flipped behind, there was also a section on ultraviolet, and other things there was no way that human beings could see.&nbsp; There had to be a point, because why would they put it in here if it didn't have a point?&nbsp; But maybe those colors weren't meant for -human- eyes...<br><br>She skipped immediately back a few pages, finally hitting the blues.&nbsp; This was a page of darker hues; many shades had hexadecimal equivalents printed next to them, labelled with dominant effects they could create when utilized in particular designs and combinations referenced from somewhere else in the book.&nbsp; Suzanne leaned back and brought her phone back out, zooming in to get the midnight shades clearly in the picture frame and snapped another picture of the page.&nbsp; "Look at the names of some of these references," she said, running a finger down the page.&nbsp; "Unquestionable Assertion.&nbsp; Hlind's Authority.&nbsp; Yoke the Ox.&nbsp; Dark blue is like some sort of power color.&nbsp; I wonder what they have for red and black... but also..."<br><br>Suzanne checked the scavenger hunt scroll, then showed it to Olivia.&nbsp; "Let's keep our eyes open for anything else on the list," she said, tapping the place where the 'something blue' entry now bore a mysterious line through it.&nbsp; "Something lifeless, or maybe we could look for the basement while we're here?&nbsp; There's got to be eye of newt and all that good stuff down there, or more library stuff..."<br><br>She was done with the book -- for now.&nbsp; But oh yes she would be coming back here and learning more about power colors...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>29-11-2016, 04:06:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library 8:15 PM --&gt; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>As Suzanne was avidly flipping through the book, showing off the various power shades of blue, Olivia had the sudden sensation between nods that perhaps she had found a true comrade in arms. Of course, it only stood to reason that the two of them (and many in the sorority) would have much in common. After all, one didn't get to Miskatonic, and especially Gamma Rho Lambda by trodding the straight and narrow path. But still, it engendered a feeling of belonging that she had distinctly missed back in Altoona. <br><br>And besides, Suzanne certainly wasn't bad to look at either.<br><br>"Well, one win for us. I think this calls for..." What was the proper social convention here? Oh yes, now she remembered. She raised a hand in order to receive what others in her school referred to as a 'High Five.' With that taken care of, and now at least one item out of the way, Olivia was also keen to keep exploring. "Yes, the basement sounds like quite fertile ground for investigation. And, to be quite honest, I am more than interested in getting a good look at their laboratory facilities. Shall we go then?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>01-12-2016, 02:20:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library, 8:20 PM --&gt; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>High-five!&nbsp; Suzanne laughed and led them onwards on a hunt for the stairs (elevator?) down to the basement.&nbsp; It stood logically that a fair amount of what they were planning to find would not be on the second or third story, areas forbidden to them as part of the game; even if they wanted to hunt stuff there, what would they find?&nbsp; Surely the sisters who lived here weren't exactly opening their rooms for inspection.&nbsp; Suzanne knew -she- wouldn't want <del>a bunch of weirdos</del> people she didn't know rifling through her stuff.<br><br>The main stairwell down was accessible from the entryway of the house, behind the door across from the coat closet, and Suzanne flicked on a light switch in the stairwell as they made their way down.&nbsp; The basement was a lot more closed off than the upstairs was, which sent a brief twinge of claustrophobia through her spine.&nbsp; There weren't many basements (or multi-story dwellings owned by people who weren't rich) back home; land was cheap, so people built out, not up or down.&nbsp; She'd get used to it, though.&nbsp; She had to, for what she wanted to do.<br><br>"I can only just make heads or tails of anything down here," she said to Olivia, motioning for the other girl to lead.&nbsp; The whole 'Occultech' thing seemed like a diversion from her specific interests (old ways, best ways!), and while she had every reason to appreciate what little she'd read about alchemical practices, it seemed like a longer way to get where she wanted to go.&nbsp; "What's the major you're looking at, by the by?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>02-12-2016, 02:07:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library 8:15 PM --&gt; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>"I'm planning to major in Alchemy." Olivia's answer probably didn't come as much of a surprise to Suzanne. It took her a moment to focus on the appropriate follow-up question. "And you? What do you intend to take as your major, Suzanne?"<br><br>She kept an ear open as she viewed all the wonderful toys on display. She wasn't much of an engineer herself, at least in the mechanical sense, so the array of Occultech in front of them was something of a black box as far as she was concerned. But still, Olivia had an almost insatiable curiosity, so she fingered each device and tried to determine what purpose they might have - to fairly little avail. "These are quite interesting, but you'll have to forgive me if I seem a little impatient to find the alchemical laboratories. A girl's got to create her potions after all." She giggled a little as she pondered all the amusement she might derive from a truly extensive inventory. The resources available to her back home were, sadly, quite limited in scope, and especially in ambition.<br><br>"Besides, if I were looking for something lifeless, that would be where I would focus my search." Even now, amidst all the wonder, her brain, or at least part of it, was still working its way inexorably down that list, figuring out ways to fulfill the requirements one by one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>02-12-2016, 22:06:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong>Basement 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley<br><hr><br>"Sam Raimi's deep cuts basement, check." She stood there on the second to last step for a moment, remembering the sequence in Scooby Doo where the gang would come to this very hallway and the music would kick in and ghosts and stoners and talking dogs would appear and disappear from doors at random. "That's a no on gifts and fun and kisses, but we might be golden on newt tails." Battery drain mode on her phone shone into the shadowy crevices of the plaques to illuminate letters. <em>Krik-krik-krik. </em>The app wasn't meant to make a noise, but there it was. But it was a choice between shining the light outward or seeing what ripples of energy appeared on screen, and the clear choice was illuminating those shadows. <em>Krik-krik. </em><br><br>"An almost inaccessible cellar with names on the doors? I don't get it." She tried a reserved door, and another, and another. Sometimes as these older foundations settled, a doorframe could warp just enough that the latch no longer seated fully. With the heat of an actual medieval pitch-fueled torch toasting the sleeve of her catsuit, she found the one loose block in the Jenga tower, steered the still locked knob in, and stepped inside.<br><br>It was the kind of room she half expected to find that pledge boy tied in, except that there weren't any boys. There had almost certainly been some kind of muffled noise.<br><br>A black exercise mat, woman-sized, permanently dimpled by the squeeze of nylon rope. Probably from storage, she imagined. Pegboard for temporary shelves lightly burdened by a few key tools. She lifted what looked to be a play cricket paddle with a heart-shaped hollow near the striking point making it most unsuitable for batting. Her finger passed through the hollow as she showed her fellow scavengers. "Does this qualify as a little life? Something lifeless? I'm not sure what it is, but it looks quirky."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>05-12-2016, 13:08:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library, 8:20 PM --&gt; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>So that was the plan.&nbsp; "Lifeless, huh?" Suzanne murmured, walking through the shelves, dodging the trip hazards on the floor.&nbsp; Easy?&nbsp; Maybe.&nbsp; If you were thinking metaphorically, you could pretty easily say that some of this stuff was actually alive.&nbsp; "It has to be something clever, though," she said, thinking aloud.&nbsp; "Otherwise, we could just, like, take a picture of the trash or somethi... oh, hey, this is neat."<br><br>Suzanne stopped in front of what looked like a storefront mannequin, disassembled into about half a dozen pieces, with electronic bits sticking out of the open parts.&nbsp; -That- had to count.&nbsp; "I want to do the old school stuff," she said to Olivia, taking a picture of the thing.&nbsp; Was it someone's old school project?&nbsp; "Sorcery, the way it was done in yesteryears.&nbsp; That's how my brother got me into it, back in the day..."&nbsp; &nbsp; The picture turned out excellently, so she examined the list... to discover that the 'Something lifeless' entry had not whisked itself off the list.&nbsp; "That's weird," she mused, looking back to the mannequin.&nbsp; "How come it's not showing done?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-12-2016, 02:20:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library 8:15 PM --&gt; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia was all too happy to put her intellect to work in solving the problem. "Well, if one is to put the question to rigorous analysis, one must come to the obvious conclusion that the object is not, in actuality, lifeless as we originally hypothesized."<br><br>Which was all well and good, until she pondered some of the ramifications of what that might actually mean. And when she did, she was not as happy as she had been previously. And even less so as a certain slow mechanistic rumbling sound started emanating from the mannequin.<br><br>Turning to her partner, without a trace of worry shadowing her features, Olivia said, "Suzanne, after careful consideration of our current circumstance, I've come to the conclusion that we should commence running in the opposite direction."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>10-12-2016, 14:11:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr>A mannequin, 'not lifeless?'&nbsp; What could that mean?&nbsp; Where was the metaphor in --<br><br>Then something whirred to life, and the metaphor seemed obvious.&nbsp; Like the mannequin was clicking to life, turning an eyeless gaze toward them.<br><br>Olivia's reaction seemed a little understated for strange mannequins in mysterious science laboratories switching back on to life, but the proposal seemed valid.&nbsp; Suzanne made a noise somewhere between a yelp, a subdued shriek, and a 'yes, that sounds good,' then grabbed Olivia's arm and -ran-.&nbsp; It wasn't graceful, it wasn't elegant, but fear of fucking something up or agitating something she shouldn't was a good motivator to run.&nbsp; The only direction in mind was 'out'.&nbsp; Clearly 'out' was safety!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>10-12-2016, 22:50:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement 8:15-ish pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Angel<br><hr><br>Riley followed the other girls into the basement.&nbsp; Yep it had torture horror written all over it.&nbsp; Weren’t they an interesting threesome.&nbsp; Lakresha in her skin tight cat suit and Angel in her gossamer white, they were yin and yang, ebony and ivory and then there was herself.&nbsp; She wasn’t exactly sure where she fit in.&nbsp; Maybe the level headed one.&nbsp; The Velma to the other’s Daphne.&nbsp; Riley fell slightly behind the other too as she looked to the plaques on the door.&nbsp; <br><br>‘Blank…blank…blank…Charlotte…Roxanne…Ramona…Olivia…’<br><br>She recognized some of the names as sisters and potential pledges.&nbsp; That was strange.&nbsp; Riley was about to say something to the others when she turned around and found herself alone in the corridor.&nbsp; Her heart flipped and her stomach lodged itself in her throat for a moment leaving her speechless. <br><br>“Lakresha?&nbsp; Angel?” she managed to squeak.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div> “In here.” Angel called with a light snicker at the fear in Riley’s voice.&nbsp; She had followed Lakresha into the dungeon.&nbsp; Apparently ‘Kresha had never heard of this kind of thing.&nbsp; It wasn’t like Angel was totally into it either, but once Lakresha picked up the paddle and fingered its hole she kind of figured it out.&nbsp; <br><br>“Oh I am thinking that is something fun for the right kind of girl.”&nbsp; Angel joked as Riley rounded the corner. “Hey Riley.&nbsp; I think we found the dungeon.”&nbsp; She smiled having way to much fun.<br><br>“The du..dungeon?” <br><br>“Well if your into that kind of thing.&nbsp; Are you?&nbsp; Into that kind of thing?”&nbsp; Angel asked hoping that Riley was as cute blushing as she thought she might be.&nbsp; She was.”<br><br>“Um, I ahhh.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Well I know I like a little spanking.&nbsp; I’ll take one for the team if one of you wants to have a little fun…for the sake of the scavenger hunt of course. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>10-12-2016, 23:04:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong>&nbsp; Tavleen Tillinghast<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Basic Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison Sullivan, Isabelle Thomas, OPEN<br><hr><br>“Hello, Tavleen Tillinghast, pleasure to meet you.”&nbsp; Tavleen hadn’t been invited into the conversation between the elegant blonde woman and her freshmen pledge, but that never really mattered to Tavleen.&nbsp; You never got answers to any questions if you didn’t put yourself into the conversation.&nbsp; <br><br>“I need a partner for the hunt and you ladies look the most interesting so what do you say?&nbsp; Shall we go take a look around this old place and see what we can find?&nbsp; Great!&nbsp; Let’s go.”&nbsp; Tavleen found if you gave people a choice in these sorts of things they might actually decline so it is best to just deny them the opportunity from the get go.&nbsp; It just made things easier on everyone.<br><br>“This place is fascinating.&nbsp; Did you notice that it seems a lot smaller on the outside?&nbsp; I would say great use of space but I am not sure.&nbsp; So are you a native New Englander?”<br><br>Tavleen could go one for ever with questions and normally gave people plenty of time to answer, but she wanted to make sure she had their attention and that they were following and engaged and in her web before she let the others speak.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>11-12-2016, 00:27:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement, Running for her Life<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia didn't need any encouragement. And though she wasn't the athletic type by any means, it was amazing what a bit of mortal danger could accomplish in terms of motivation. So she easily kept up, following as Suzanne led her by the hand. She really had no idea where they were going, and she suspected the same of her partner, but, considering the preternatural speed with which the mannequin pursued them, she wasn't really worried about that at the moment. They passed into a room, presumably the chem lab from all the beakers and flasks around them, and she was quick to lock the door.<br><br>Not that it helped all that much. Soon there was a thunderous banging on the door, and splinters began to fly. "Quickly! In here!" She pulled Suzanne into another doorway, pulling and locking the door shut. Unfortunately, there wasn't much further from there as it happened to be a dark, cramped, supply closet, but if she could manage to keep her belabored breathing under control, maybe the monstrosity wouldn't find them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>12-12-2016, 14:14:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Tavleen Tillinghast,Isabelle, open</strong><br><hr><br>Allison nodded and smiled "I would love to join you, I am Allison Sullivan." and this came out in an excited tone as she forgot herself and started talking at the same time the short haired brunette did. Allison not missing a beat and getting a bit lost in her excitement continued answering if not right on top Tavleen as&nbsp; she spoke barely less then a second later. "Yes the did kinda of seem that way kinda reminded me of a Blue box that really got around.&nbsp; Yeah i am a Native New Englander How about yourself?" Finally her excited rambling came to an end as the happy ball of energy finally opened the scroll&nbsp; and caught up to Tavleen and showed her what is on the scroll and the short silence came to an abrupt end. "So what should we go find first?!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>13-12-2016, 13:21:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>Safety was short-lived.<br><br>Suzanne let go of Olivia's hand when they'd made it into this room -- probably alchemy, she also decided, it looked like her chemistry teacher's classroom from high school -- and just about when she was ready to suggest that they could look for all of the other things on the list here, something impacted against the door with enough force to rattle every piece of glassware on the shelves.&nbsp; Suzanne was startled enough to leap nearly a foot in the air, whirling around and catching herself on Olivia's shoulder.&nbsp; In the next moment, Olivia had taken that steadying hand and dragged her into another closed-off dark space...<br><br>... a very cramped, closed-in, sealed-off dark space.&nbsp; An involuntary part of her mind remembered a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, a few years ago, but the more pressing part of her awareness was insisting hide, hide, hide, stop breathing, make the scary mannequin monster thing stop being there.&nbsp; She was hiding, but she couldn't stop breathing, so she instead made the best of her situation: wrapping one arm around Olivia (the other was trapped behind her by a wayward broom) and squeezing for dear life.&nbsp; Maybe people could be security blankets, too?<br><br>The one-armed tight hug -was- comforting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>16-12-2016, 01:49:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement 8:15 PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley, Olivia, Suzanne<br><hr><br>"What?" Incredulous but smiling, liking the fun of a prank but unwilling to be the butt of it, she leveled the device. "Honestly my mind did not go there. It's like a wand, or a stirring stick, for a cauldron? Like those paint stirrers." But as she tried out either motion in her hands, Lakresha had to admit the paddle was not very well balanced for sorcerous conducting nor churning magical butter. "She's just playing. I know how to settle this." Ever the intrepid investigator, she consulted her phone. "H-e-a-r-t p-a-d-d-l-e. Here we go." Skimming. Reading deeper. Pondering the depths of what she'd discovered. "This is inconclusive. S-p-a-n-k-i-n-g p-a-d-d-l-e. Oh." She ceased waving it about. "When you're right, you're right."<br><br>"We shouldn't be in here," Lakresha was the first to admit, but moving not a muscle to leave. Every detail was now important. "You know I saw a shock news report on something like this, college girls getting mixed up in BPSM. Bondage-Punishment-Sado-Masochism?" Journhalistic curiosity drew her hands across the toys, the restraints. Something about the deeply personal atmosphere prevented her from taking pictures. "That'd be an interesting story if it's happening in the witch community. Not toally magic-related, but..." The paddle was still tucked under her arm, she realized. Something Angel had said rushed back to her. <br><br>Lakresha's dominant hand took the paddle. Her ghost-detecting phone spilled grey light across the floor. She had never before examined a woman's backside with intention to strike. Angel's was nicely shaped, now that she had reason to picture the contour beneath the clothes. Maybe a love tap would ring insincere- at first the heartwood bat seemed far too strong a tool for a young lady's body, but this was a meaty part of Angel. She felt it again, that excitement of the interview she'd never wanted to end. <em>Krik-krik </em>went her phone.<br><br>Her fingers tangled in Angel's shirt to bring her down. What was she doing? Twirling the paddle like a gunslinger in her fingers and raising it back for the full followthrough of a smack. <em>Krik-krik-krik-kzzzt </em>reported the phone. She inhaled, intuiting somehow that the peak of her breath would help the paddle to snap back without breaking, like a game she had played a hundred times without remembering until now.<br><br>She was an instant from laying it across Angel's backside when a panicked body and trailing rustling cloth darted by in the basement hall. A second body, running behind at the length of two outstretched arms. A third, stomping in pursuit, scraping the walls with unyielding mechanical arms. A door succumbing to battering ram. What she had been doing was no longer important. Lakresha stepped out to see what was happening, a paddle her only weapon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-12-2016, 02:49:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement, Running for her Life<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, OPEN<br><hr><br>Normally, Olivia wasn't big on hugging. Then again, normally, even Olivia didn't find herself running for her life from unearthly creatures presumably intent on causing her harm. As such, she found herself clinging onto Suzanne in the closet as if her life depended on it (and perhaps it did), the embrace growing even tighter as the demon-mannequin entered the room. Perhaps one ray of light seeped into the closet (other than finding someone so nice to hold on to in times of terror) was the apparent arrival of the cavalry as one of the other incoming freshmen, armed with a paddle of all things, seemed to enter the room, hopefully with others in tow. For this was something she would not relish facing alone (or at all for that matter.)<br><br>And then... on the shelf, another dim sliver of hope. With her face still buried in Suzanne's shoulder, Olivia asked, "Is that disodium tetraborate on the shelf up there?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>21-12-2016, 05:00:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, OPEN<br><hr><br>"Di-- disodium tetriswhatate?"<br><br>The question is enough to briefly shock her back to her senses.&nbsp; Suzanne blinks, stares at Olivia, then finally clicks on what she's asking.&nbsp; She follows the other young woman's gaze to one of the higher shelves, seeing a bunch of bottles of chemicals haphazardly arranged in disorderly rows.&nbsp; Wasn't that dangerous?&nbsp; What if something --<br><br><strong>-THUD-</strong><br><br>Suzanne jumped a foot in the air again, but this time she managed to productively channel that craziness into putting one foot on an upturned bucket, using one hand to lean on Olivia for balance (mumbled, hasty apologies aplenty), and reaching for a bottle whose label looked most like disodium tetrispants.&nbsp; "I really, really hope you're not just surprised to see this in a supply closet," she whispered tersely, handing the bottle down to Olivia.&nbsp; Hopefully, she had a plan, because Suzanne didn't.&nbsp; Not one that wasn't the first step down a staircase of very, very bad ideas.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>31-12-2016, 01:25:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement, Running for her Life<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia went from <em>cuddle in fear</em> mode to <em>problem-solving</em> mode in record time. Immediately scanning the closet for other contents, she mused, "Well, if we can combine this with a common adhesive, along with a couple of exothermic reactants to sufficiently spread the solution, I believe we can immobilize our foe, at least temporarily, until more stringent measures can be taken." After a few more moments of scanning, she realized that perhaps the explanation wasn't quite sufficient to someone who hadn't had quite as extensive a background in chemistry as she had. "Basically, we need to find something sticky, and then something that will expand out when we put it together. Then, hopefully, we can slow that damn thing down before it kills us..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>08-01-2017, 23:03:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7c/Steam_punk_doll.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Arcane Neohuman Assistant-53xY<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> None<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> Undeterminable <br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Classified Occultech<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Suzanne, Lakresha (Angel and Riley)<br><hr>***Sleep Mode***<br>.<br>.<br>.<br>.<br>.<br>………………………………………………<br>***Occult Entity Detected***<br><br>***Initiate System Check***<br>Arcane Capacitor 50% nominal….<br>Positronic Brain….online<br>Thaumatugic Wards…online<br>Emotion Simulator…online<br>3 Laws Logic Loop…outside override detected<br>Structural integrity…60%<br><br>***Initiate Auto Repair Mode***<br>Vocal Synthesizer…damaged<br>Optical Sensors…online<br><br>***Visual Confirmation – Occult entities acquired***<br><br>***Entities Identified – Hot Occult Co-Ed***<br><br>***Protocol – Hug with Extreme Prejudice***<br><br>***Waiting on limb repairs…time until complete 10s***<br>9s<br>8s<br>7s….<br><br>***Limb repair complete***<br><br>***Tracking Targets***<br><hr><br>The automaton lurched to her(?) feet swiping at Olivia and Suzanne as they began to run away from the stirring creature.&nbsp; Pink hellfire burned from the one eye socket in its head and began to glow along the sigil circuitry patterns decorating its frame.&nbsp; There was a buzzing of gears and the hissing arcane conduits repairing themselves.&nbsp; The automaton was clearly not at full capacity…yet.&nbsp; How long that would take was anyone’s guess.&nbsp; <br><br>Legs given false life churned down the hallway the body still unsteady clanging against the walls of the hallway as if stalking Olivia and Suzanne.&nbsp; 53xY, nicknamed Sexy by her beloved creator failed to notice Lakresha, Riley and Angel as she passed intent on gathering up the lovely Olivia and Suzanne in her metallic embrace.<br><br>Sexy was trailing behind but not so far as to miss Olivia and Suzanne ducking into one of the labs.&nbsp; The automaton followed in behind and slowed to a stop.&nbsp; The map overlaying her vision showed no exit from the lab.&nbsp; The arcane sigils on her body began to glow illuminating the room in reddish light and her “head” swiveled back and forth until it settled on the storage closet.&nbsp; <br><br>A series of magic symbols flashed in her “eye” until one settled.&nbsp; An x-ray vision spell revealing the two young women to her.&nbsp; Note wanting to startle them any more Sexy strode over to the storage door and knocked one to no reaction so she knocked harder.&nbsp; Still no answer so Sexy took matters into her own hands and punched through the door snatching Suzanne be the jacket and pulling her through the door with a “Crash!” and pulling her into a life threatening bearhug.<br><br>About this time Riley and Angel came rushing into the room behind Lakresha and slide to a holt.&nbsp; “What the fuck is that!”&nbsp; Angel exclaimed not really expecting an answer.&nbsp; <br><br>“Nothing good!” Riley answered and threw out an incantation that caused Lakresha’s padded to glow with a greenish corrosive energy.<br><br><em>(OOC:&nbsp; Okay the posting order is going to be Lakresha, Suzanne, Olivia then me.&nbsp; Let me know what approach you are going to use when attacking.&nbsp; Dhi – Lakresha will get a bonus to any strike with the paddle do to the anti-metal spell she threw on it.)</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>10-01-2017, 01:57:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong>&nbsp; Tavleen Tillinghast<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Basic Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison Sullivan, Isabelle Thomas, OPEN<br><hr>“Pleasure to meet you Allie.”<br><br>Tavleen had a habit of shortening people’s names and an even worse one of giving them nicknames whether they wanted them or not.&nbsp; She hadn’t pegged Allison for one yet, but you could be that it was coming at some point.<br><br>“Boston.&nbsp; Best city there is!” Tavleen’s accent was a dead giveaway.&nbsp; It was Bostonian through and through.&nbsp; When asked her face had flashed into a smile and her chest had puffed out just a bit.&nbsp; “I’m surprised you didn’t place it.&nbsp; I’ve been told I have a bit of an accent.”<br><br>She unrolled the scroll as they entered the foyer holding it up enough so that Allie and Isabelle could see.&nbsp; It was quite an interesting list to be sure.&nbsp; “Here hold this a moment.” Allie said shoving the list into Isabelle’s hands and gathering Allie around the neck to plant a warm kiss on the girl’s lips, lingering just long enough to enjoy it but not long enough to be too creepy, in her mind. Tavleen held out her hand for the list which Isabelle returned with a smirk and watched as the “A Stolen Kiss” line scratched itself off.<br><br>“There, one down.&nbsp; Which should we look for next?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>10-01-2017, 18:19:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Tavleen Tillinghast,Isabelle, open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie gasped a bit as she was taken hold of and as she was kissed she blushed and smiled a bit as there lips touched she savored the pleasant surprise until Tavleen pulled away. She stammered a bit and then took a deep breath, after composing her self the hints of the fading blush were barely visible." Well it is definitely a pleasure to meet you as well and&nbsp; think we are off to a promising start and bound to have a lot of fun together!" Allie stroked her chin a bit as she looked at the list thinking. "Hey I have an idea why don't we check out the sororities library and sign out a book that should count has having something borrowed right?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>15-01-2017, 06:06:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley, Olivia, Suzanne, 53xY<br><hr><br>"Nuh-uh!" One hand on her hip, the other wagging an enchanted paddle in full lecture mode. "You leave those girls alone, we're here because we love magic and you are scaring them upside-down. What kind of message are you sending?" The automaton's reach was longer than hers- arms and legs just seemed to keep going for days- but with an element that surprised even herself, she gave a short and pointed jab with the paddle's edge. For emphasis. For distraction. "Now I don't know if you're a, a haunt, or a spell, or whatever, but you need to be cool. Just be cool!" Fight or flight, this was her gamble. Live or die by force of personality. Her heart just about fluttered right up her throat and out her mouth.<br><br>There was too much riding on this to come down. The familiar thrill of live broadcast and having dozens, even half a hundred listeners depending on her steadied her hands as she took out her hoop earrings, and handed them to Riley.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>16-01-2017, 18:23:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, Horrible Hugbot<hr><br>Olivia sounded like she had a plan.&nbsp; This was good!&nbsp; This had to be good.&nbsp; Suzanne waited with baited breath --<br><br>Then there was a bang, a crash, and metal hands reaching through the door.&nbsp; Suzanne's eyes went wide, the baited breath she'd been holding came out as the start of a shriek --<br><br>Which ended up as a 'hrrk!' crushed out of her by a strong, powerful bear hug.&nbsp; The impact stunned her for a long moment, trying to catch her wits...<br><br>...was this thing -nuzzling- her?<br><br>...it was.&nbsp; It was!&nbsp; And the weirdness of that thought was enough to give her a bizarre clarity of mind.&nbsp; Olivia was still in the closet, and there were another three girls behind them, just entering the room.&nbsp; Between them all, maybe they could deal with this thing.&nbsp; But first things were first, and that was squirming out from Robot Monster Bear Hug.&nbsp; The thing -seemed- like it had human articulation, and she had a childhood of squirming free from people who were bigger than she was to back her up.&nbsp; Twist against the joints faster than they could react, and --<br><br>As she popped out of the thing's grip and crashed to the ground, Suzanne quickly rolled a few body lengths away, coming into a crouch.&nbsp; She wasn't quite sure what Robot Monster Nuzzle Hugs was paying attention to, but -- oh, the girl with the glowing green paddle stick.&nbsp; That made sense.&nbsp; She'd probably be paying attention to that too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-01-2017, 23:16:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement, Fashioning Projectile<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, Sexy Luvbot, OPEN<br><hr><br>Just as things were beginning to look better, two mechanical arms crashed through the door and grabbed Suzanne screaming, proceeding to... hug her?<br><br>After a moment's screaming herself, Olivia rushed into action. She started with the aforementioned sodium tetraborate, somehow found a casein-based adhesive, and threw that in with Hydrogen peroxide, dish soap, and yeast. Doing her best to keep the reactants separate, she was able to pack it all inside an old discarded tin can in order to produce what she hoped was a reasonable facsimile of a grenade. So, from behind the complete lack of safety of the closet door, she yelled out to the others, "Get her away from the automaton and I'll immobilize it!"<br><br>Of course, this was predicated upon 1) the damn thing actually working, and 2) her ability to throw it towards the right location, but it didn't seem like the time to discuss the flaws in the plan, especially as no better ones seemed to be readily available.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>18-02-2017, 22:58:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7c/Steam_punk_doll.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Arcane Neohuman Assistant-53xY<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> None<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> Undeterminable <br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Classified Occultech<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Suzanne, Lakresha (Angel and Riley)<br><hr>A.N.A – 53xY’s head swiveled Lakresha’s way.<br><br>***Scanning PKE Level….<br>Threat Assessment: Nominal<br>Hotness Level: Extreme<br>….Maintain Protocol***<br><br>Suzanne somehow managed to pop from ANA’s grasp causing the robot’s head to swivel between the targets.&nbsp; Runes flashed along ANA’s arm which telescoped out towards Lakresha, splitting down the middle into two impossible flexibility tentacles, one of which coiled around Riley’s waist pulling her off of her feet.&nbsp; Angel tried to grab Riley out of the way, but was bashed up side her head by Riley’s kicking feet and crumpled to the floor.<br><br>“Wha? Ack!” Was about all Riley got out before the air whooshed from her stomach and she was lifted into the air.<br><br>The other tentacle whipped towards Lakresha looking to do the same.&nbsp; Runes began to glow along ANA’s other arm.&nbsp; If something wasn’t done soon it was clear that Olivia and Suzanne would have robot tentacles of their own to deal with.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>02-03-2017, 18:33:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley, Olivia, Suzanne, 53xY<br><hr><br>"Use those legs, Riley!" For sure a rude surprise awaited hugbot when it drew Riley in close. Instead, the surprise was Angel's. "No Riley, don't use those legs!" This was bad. Blacking out was an expected part of college life, but doing it in the mosh pit was dangerous. Riley could fend for herself- even glomped, she must have been an accomplished witch, and if she was still holding on to those hoops, that was a good sign. Lakresha gave her first college try dragging a dazed girl to safety without stepping in her hair. "Huff." By her wrists? No, too drooping, too heavy. Under her arms, then. Lakresha scoot-scoot-scoot for the safety of the mat, and was completely unprepared when a whiplike coil spiraled out for her.<br><br>There was no way to avoid it. Strong as steel it made a full circle around every avenue of escape she had, and closed in quick. She'd heard this kind of restraint called a mancatcher. It looped around body and elbows and tightened like a knot, and it was all Lakresha could do to keep the paddle from falling. "Angelllll," she complained as the tether dragged her backward for a group hug. One ankle boot slipped off.<br><br>Her body squeezed to Riley's. Fabulous lashes tickled relentlessly against the smother of a foreign cheek as she gathered her bearings. One arm had a little more leverage now that 53xY was accommodating two at once. She drew the paddle back, boasting the full shine of its green magical glow, and Lakresha squirmed to get an angle on their captor. "Sorry. Could you- hang on. Put your knee over- great." What compelled her to aim for the polished target of the mannequin's posterior, she couldn't say. It was probably a video game thing.<br><br><em>Thwack! </em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>05-03-2017, 21:54:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7c/Steam_punk_doll.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Arcane Neohuman Assistant-53xY<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> None<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> Undeterminable <br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Classified Occultech<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Suzanne, Lakresha (Angel and Riley)<br><hr>“Oh! Umph!” Riley found herself crushed against Lakresha in what would have been a rather pleasant embrace if it hadn’t been initiated by some crazed hug bot.&nbsp; Thankfully Lakresha had her head about her still.<br><br>“Right!&nbsp; Yeah..let me just…move hear and then…” Riley’s form squirmed against the robot’s grip and Lekresha’s body having to wrap one of her legs around Lekresha’s waist, squeezing her tight just to make enough room for her to swing the paddle.<br><br>The paddle landed on 53xY’s rear with a sharp "Crack!" and a flash of green eldritch energy.&nbsp; The arcane runes along 53xY’s form slowly turned from electric blue to corrosive green and began to dim weakening the magic flowing through her and leaving a glowing green heart-shaped mark on her metallic rear.&nbsp; Fissures begin to appear along her metallic frame, but continued to hold together.<br><br>***Unknown energy drain……Power Level: 50%***<br><br>Somewhere on the floor Angel groaned.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>06-03-2017, 00:51:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/428dd9f12e9d7e1cc4b906356cad0e80.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong>&nbsp; Tavleen Tillinghast<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Basic Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison Sullivan, Addison Waite<br><hr>“Sure, why not?” Tavleen agreed.&nbsp; She was fine with poking around the library.&nbsp; It might give her more background for her story on the schools strangest and most secretive Sorority.&nbsp; <br><br>The library was larger than expected to be sure.&nbsp; Bookshelves were floor to ceiling and filled with books both old and new.&nbsp; There were large comfortable chairs scattered about the room and a sofa matching in both fabric and comfort.&nbsp; The woods were dark and oiled to a glistening shine and the furniture upholstered in a deep crimson.&nbsp; A small ladder rested against the wall next to the door and could be used to reach the books near the ceiling.&nbsp; When Allison and Tavleen enter they immediately notice that they are not alone.&nbsp; <br><br>A red haired young woman her face dusted with freckles sat alone on the couch.&nbsp; Her hair was a choppy,&nbsp; wavy bob and her bangs fell to cover her eyes.&nbsp; She wore jeans and a sporty shirt that didn’t quite cover her mid-rift do to her height.&nbsp; It wasn’t a tight fitting shirt, but the young woman was decently well endowed and the fabric would pull tight about her breasts if she leaned back against the couch.&nbsp; Amid all of the comfort she managed to look uncomfortable flipping through a small journal she must have pulled from one of the shelves.<br><br>“Hello.” Tavleen greeted the girl, causing her to look up with a start.<br><br>“Oh, um, hello.” The girl looked up from her book and swiped away at her bangs.&nbsp; “I can move if you two are doing the whole scavenger thing.”&nbsp; She offered already closing the book and starting to rise from the couch.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>06-03-2017, 04:20:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, Horrible Hugbot<hr><br>Dazzled no longer, the moment Suzanne had to watch the blue-hued runic patterns shudder and spin outwards into a sickly-looking green array was evidence enough that they had a chance of getting away.&nbsp; Olivia didn't sound like she was going to risk catching either of the other girls in her explosive immobilization cocktail, so that left Suzanne to figure out some way of ---- <br><br>"What's the safe word!" Suzanne shrieked, running to where Angel was regaining consciousness and dragging the other girl back to relative safety.&nbsp; "No means no!&nbsp; No means no!"<br><br>She was in fact completely out of ideas, but there was still a shiny green magical paddle stick in play plus Olivia's glue bomb.&nbsp; Either seemed viable!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>06-03-2017, 07:10:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement, Fashioning Projectile<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, ANA, OPEN<br><hr><br>Things seemed to be getting better. Well at least the one girl had smacked the mannequin but good and the others were making some semblance of getting safely away. Olivia now figured it was her turn. She wasn't the most athletic of people, so throwing her homemade grenade posed some problems, especially regarding the question of landing it where it would affect the entity attacking them without inconveniencing Lakresha so much. But given the choice between acting and getting grabbed by a tentacle, Olivia would take acting every time, so she yelled out, "Fire in the hole!" which, if she remembered all those war movies correctly, was what one was supposed to yell out in situations like these. And then she threw, aiming for the side of the attacking robot that was facing away from the girl with the paddle. <br><br>Whether it would work - well that would remain to be seen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>07-03-2017, 00:21:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Tavleen Tillinghast,Addison Waite/b]<br></strong><hr><br>Allie followed behind Tavleen on the way to the library taking in the sights of the building. When they finally entered the library and her jaw dropped a bit about how big it was.She quickly shook her head and closed her mouth and notice Tavleen talking to a pretty red&nbsp; haired women."Hi we are taking part in the scavenger hunt and no reason for you to leave there is plenty of women and some can share my lap if it really becomes necessary. I am Allie and this is Tavleen and you might even be able to help us what is the policy&nbsp; for signing out a book to borrow from this library!" she sounded quite excited and chipper while energetically speaking she was not talking with her hands but her feet did not sit still as she&nbsp; switched off between her two feet and&nbsp; tapping the front of her sneakers on the floor. She took a breath as she fidgeted to let the&nbsp; pretty red head to get a word in.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>07-03-2017, 04:14:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7c/Steam_punk_doll.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Arcane Neohuman Assistant-53xY<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> None<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> Indeterminable <br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Classified Occultech<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Suzanne, Lakresha (Angel and Riley)<br><hr><br>Suzanne managed to pull the groggy Angel out of the immediate danger zone.&nbsp; She winced and put a hand to her head.&nbsp; There was sure to be a bit of a lump there tomorrow. "Owwww." She voiced her displeasure before she finally focused on the melee in front of her.&nbsp; "Oh hell, that's just wrong."<br><br>The canister flew from Olivia's hand and impacted the hugbot with a loud pop, unleashing its load upon the mechanical menace.&nbsp; Gooey gobs covered the android sticking metal to metal among other things.&nbsp; Lakresha and Riley were save from most of the blast by 53xY's form, but the robot was lithe, but bulky and some of the sticky strands landed in hair, on clothing and skin.&nbsp; Just the barest of the blast landed on Suzanne and Angel.<br><br>***Mobility...10%<br>Energy Level....30%<br>Core Temperature....rising<br>Protocol....Initiate Sleep Mode***<br><br>The glowing runes on the robot began to fade and the arms retracted letting Lekresha and Riley fall unceremoniously to the floor with a bit of a splat.<br><br>&lt;End Combat&gt;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>08-03-2017, 03:33:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, fleeing<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley (addressed), Olivia, Angel<hr><br>Suzanne flinched visibly at the pop-floosh-floogle noise, but peeked back in the next instant -- she'd been expecting a much louder noise, but there was no bang, just a low whooshy whuzz that sounded more like a baking soda volcano than a grendade.&nbsp; She didn't untense fully, though -- even when Angel started rousing -- because her attention was still on the animate machine as it struggled, in futility, against the gluesplosion... and eventually, finally began winding down.&nbsp; The glow subsided.&nbsp; Soon, there was only the sound of breathing for a long moment.<br><br>Relief and exasperation swelled together in a single exclamation that Suzanne couldn't suppress. "What the flying fuck!" she announced/shouted, arms spread wide as if to encompass the whole messy situation, her voice in that particular register that someone trapped involuntarily on a roller coaster ride and glad that the ride was over might adopt.&nbsp; "What the hell was that all about!?&nbsp; Magic-powered bear-hug robot girls coming to life and trying to squeeze us to death, and it gets beat by glue bombs and magic --" she squints --"magical paddles?&nbsp; Is that what this place is about?"<br><br>Then, suddenly, she laughs, the last of the adrenaline spike starting to ease up.&nbsp; "I am fucking -sold- on this place," she announces to nobody in particular.&nbsp; Then, her attention finally registers the two somewhat-goo-glue-covered girls next to the still-standing hug mannequin robot.&nbsp; "Hey, are you two okay?" Suzanne asked, hopeful.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-03-2017, 07:41:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, OPEN<br><hr><br>Now everything was all right, Olivia ran out and checked up on everyone. "I hope you are all well... if not well, then at least better than we would have been." She looked around at the mess they, which in fact meant she, made of the place. "Thank you for saving us. You're skill with that paddle is quite impressive." She nodded appreciatively to Lakresha, who had, after all, taken the brunt of the goo with Riley.<br><br>Then she turned back to Suzanne. "That was... an interesting set of developments wasn't it?" It was odd how nearly dying or having whatever done to them that the mannequin/android was intent on doing brought people together. She and Suzanne had been bonding before, but now... it was definitely stronger. Friendship or partnership, or whatever else it might have been, Olivia felt that what they had found could definitely qualify as <em>true</em>.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>12-03-2017, 23:43:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/AddisionWaite.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Addison Waite<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS154-3033<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Newtype (Telepathy)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison and Tavleen, OPEN<br><hr>“Um, I don’t know about checking anything out.&nbsp; I just kinda grabbed a book.&nbsp; Was I supposed to check it out?”&nbsp; Addison looked around as if expecting to be arrested or something.&nbsp; Her body language looked painfully uncomfortable.&nbsp; When she stood up she was head and shoulders above Allie and Tavleen, which only added to her awkwardness.<br><br>“Oh, yeah.&nbsp; I’m Addison.&nbsp; Pleased to meet you,” she said holding out the hand without the book to shake.&nbsp; If someone does they would find her hands to have a strong grip with short, painted and chipped nails.<br><br>“Tavleen Tillinghast.”&nbsp; Tavleen introduced herself with the confidence of someone very used to talking…a lot.&nbsp; “I run a paranormal blog called Ghastly Tales.&nbsp; So what’s your weird?” Addison seemed to inwardly recoil from the question her eyes going wide.&nbsp; Tavleen’s eyebrows bounced and her nose twitch at the sight smelling a story.<br><br>“Weird?&nbsp; Me…no.&nbsp; I don’t know what you’re talking about?&nbsp; I think I got m..my invite by mistake.”&nbsp; Addison was a poor, poor liar.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>13-03-2017, 00:14:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Tavleen Tillinghast,Addison Waite, open</strong><br><hr><br>" I am Allison Sullivan but everyone just calls me Allie. Also I was just wondering since you were here first if some one explained the rules of the Library to you." She draped an arm around Tavleen and leaned on her a bit while she shook hands with Addison.<br><br>"So how about&nbsp; you join us on the scavenger hunt and we take that book you got their out of the library to borrow and see if it scratches the something borrowed thing off of our list!" after she finished shaking hands with Addison she took that hand and ruffled Tavleen's hair. "How does that sound to you Teammate!" Allie gave a playful chuckle while messing with Tavleen's hair and still keeping her left arm draped around Tavleen<br><br>Allie took a quick scan of the Library while teasing Tavleen a bit looking to see if a log book is laying around that needs to be signed if one takes a book out. All the while still ruffling her teammates hair.She also took the time with her left hand dangling down by Tavleen's&nbsp; side to tickle it a little it's almost as if she is doing this to Distract Tavleen from someone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>20-03-2017, 00:34:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Angel, Riley, Olivia, Suzanne<br><hr><br>This was it, the excitement she'd been searching for. It had been terrifying and exhilirating and now her body was telling her no more of this kind of thing and her beautiful hair was slimed, but addiction didn't listen to reason. She had never wielded a paddle before but leaned into the compliment with a cricket swish. "My, that was really <em>something else. </em>I'm fine- but I'm going to need a shower after that." But they weren't all fine. Angel had taken a conk to the noggin. "Hey, how're you doing? I think maybe it's time we went back upstairs." Mid-thought she paused on Olivia and Suzanne. "How did you... how did you two get down here?"<br><br>There was a bigger story than the literal underground sorority BDSM ring developing. Lakresha retrieved her phone and quietly closed that particular door. She'd come back to it later, maybe. A spectacular episode of Black Cat Crossing developed in her mind as she snapped a picture of the sprawled mannequin and glowing green heart. The sin would be that this brush with horror would be side dressing, anecdotal to her interest in people. Magical people. Lakresha almost snagged a picture of Riley, but Riley was slimed, too. Better not. There was going to be a rush on the showers.<br><br>"That was all magic, right? I think we can agree, that was paranormal."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>20-03-2017, 02:01:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, OPEN<br><hr><br>"It was not something that can be explained with standard scientific theory," Olivia confirmed. "My apologies for the inconvenience, but something needed to be done, and quickly. As for how we came here, I believe it is the same as you - we were attempting to complete the scavenger hunt."<br><br>She paused for a moment, as if she realized something was missing but wasn't exactly sure what it was. After a few moments, she realized. "My name is Olivia Solomon by the way. And thank you for your assistance. We were in quite the difficult situation." For all that, curiosity still drove her to examine the mannequin. "A quite fascinating piece of work," she commented as she knelt to get a closer look. "Engineering is not my specific field of expertise, but even so, one can clearly see that a lot of work and inspiration went into this."<br><br>She would have examined for hours, but again, she seemed to pull herself out of the reverie with effort. "Perhaps you are right and we should go back upstairs and inform someone of our... mishap."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>21-03-2017, 20:39:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley, Olivia, Angel<hr><br>The adrenaline spike was starting to fade, but Suzanne still had a ways to go on the downslope.&nbsp; "There was a staircase near the front of the house!" she announced, waving an arm in the broad direction they'd come from -- or at least, the direction she vaguely remembers they'd came from, the mad dash from the laboratory having scrambled her direction sense pretty thoroughly.&nbsp; "We were looking for stuff for the scavenger hunt, but then we found the huggy squeezy robot thing -- it was in sleep mode or something, I guess, because it wasn't active when I first found it but it spun up pretty quickly and we started running --"<br><br>She pauses only long enough to draw a breath, then continues: "The basement must be full of personal labs and stuff like that, there's no way this thing was just hanging around, unless --"<br><br>Then, something hits Suzanne like a truck, and her eyes go wide.&nbsp; "I think we just broke someone's occultech class project," she says, dismayed.&nbsp; "You're right, we should probably let them know what we did.&nbsp; I don't want to start my relationship with this place off by lying to them about breaking things..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 22:33:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a0/AddisionWaite.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Addison Waite<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS154-3033<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Newtype (Telepathy)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Allison and Tavleen, OPEN<br><hr><br>There did not appear to be a log book in the library.&nbsp; It seems that they books are there for the taking if someone really wanted too.&nbsp; Tavleen leaned away from the hair ruffling and eventually starts swatting at Allison’s hand as if it was an annoying mosquito. <br><br>“Stop it…stop it…”&nbsp; Raven dark hair from her splayed bob remaining mussed from Allison’s attention, but at least for the moment she was distracted from any possible interrogation. <br><br>Addison seemed inclined to decline Allie’s offer of joining them, but she didn’t see a good way of getting out of it either.&nbsp; It was certain that these girls were not leaving the library any time soon though so she gave in for now and wondered if she just shouldn’t go back to Phi Alpha Mu with the rest of the athletes.&nbsp; <br><br>Addison could catch snippets of Tavleen’s thoughts.&nbsp; Her curiosity over Addison, the fact that as much as the hair ruffling bugged her, the idea of sitting on Allison’s lap did not bother her and then there was the initial thought of how Addison’s long legs had drawn a sexual thrill from the raven haired busy body.&nbsp; This was exactly what scared Addison about being here and exactly why she hadn’t left.&nbsp; She had to get peoples thoughts out of her head.<br><br>“Yeah, sure.&nbsp; I’ll join you.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 22:57:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Angel Bishop<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement<br><strong>Condition:</strong> Bump on the Noggin (Minor)<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley, Suzanne and Olivia<br><hr>“Thanks, no.&nbsp; I’m alright,” Angel said accepting the offer to help up.&nbsp; “Shit that left a mark,” she said feeling the welt on the right side of her forehead starting to rise.”&nbsp; She seemed to gather her bearings well enough other than the bump.<br><hr><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div>”Yeah sorry about that,” Riley said looking quite embarrassed and covered in stringy white goo.&nbsp; <br><br>“Well, I didn’t get covered in…whatever that stuff is so, I think I’m good.” Angel added recovering some of her earlier sass.&nbsp; “If that was someone’s project, I hope they failed the class.”<br><br>53xY sat silently having gone inert, the runes draining and going dark.<br><br>“Okay, yeah let’s get out of here.”<br><br>“I agree.”<br><br>From the rooms above a chime rings out signaling the end of the scavenger hunt and a call to gather together once more.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 23:35:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Tavleen Tillinghast,Addison Waite, open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie stopped messing with Tavleen and smiled "Excellent lets see what happens when we take the book out of the library and see if we got the something borrowed scratched off our list!. however she did not take her arm off of Tavleen and began to guide her out of the library. "After we see if this works what do you want to try and knock of the list next!" Allie seemed thoroughly excited since she got to meet more people and get what she hoped would be a little more headway in the scavenger hunt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>27-03-2017, 06:21:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Lakresha, Angel, Riley, Juliette, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia was quick to address the goo issue. "It's just a simple adhesive. I don't predict any truly adverse effects beyond what you're already experiencing." Given, that was much easier to say when one was in the position of the one throwing the grenade rather than the one caught in its area of effect. But then again, Olivia had something of a blind spot when it came to consequences of her actions upon people other than herself.<br><br>Then the chime rung, and she was following the others back to the main hall. Once she got there, she made her way to Juliette and returned the glove. "Thank you. This came in most useful in today's endeavors." <em>Useful</em> in this case meant for leafing through books and mixing chemicals, but still, it would have to do for both purposes of social etiquette and fulfilling the demands of the scavenger hunt.<br><br>"Oh," the blonde added almost as an afterthought. "We were attacked by some sort of automaton down in the basement. We may have damaged it somewhat in our attempts to keep it from molesting us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 00:09:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Upstairs<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Nada<br><hr><br>Chime or no chime, she was not prepared to face her peers with slime in her hair. It took a lot of work in the mornings to assemble this look from the disheveled, sour-faced opposition of a night owl forced to watch the sun rise. All of that work could be undone by a hater with a glass of water, so better to put forward a strong front. Better to put her best, most professional foot forward. So as her new friends assembled upstairs, Lakresha found reason to linger behind. She was going to be a little late.<br><br>Upstairs is where instinct told her the showers would be. A major arterry of hot water needed to flow up through an old house like this. She quieted her ankle boots on the stairs, lest anyone see her sneaking. These days one could make a bathroom very compact, and each sister's dwelling could have its own, but tracing the paneling on the walls, she did not think so. What cold and efficient modern construction could be allowed to reinvent these halls was few, and Gamma Rho Lambda House had been built a long time ago, back in the sanitarium aesthetic when the strategy was to herd all the miserables together in one room and spray them with water til the histerics left them.<br><br>Spring meadow fragrances led her nose to the right door, set back, etched along the surface by the light press of thousands upon thousands of nails. It was smaller than she imagined. Uniformly tiles up to the neck, and from there to ceiling, weathered in a way she associated with summer camp buildings. Lakresha unzipped from throat to cleft. There was something else that had cemented in her mind the confidence that Gamma Rho Lambda must have communal showers. Individual showers stripped away that social ritual of morning and nightly grooming and isolated every gregarious woman in the forest of her own insecurities. There was something more intimate about GRL. The way campus spoke of this club was in the 19th century sense of the word, hidden and cabalistic. The previous seniors had seemed very close. She wondered, as the water hit her, what had happened to them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 03:22:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Basement, exit to first floor<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley, Olivia, Angel<hr><br>With a sigh and a bit of disenheartenment, Suzanne followed those who were headed upstairs to the upstairs.&nbsp; She only noticed Lakresha's departure when they were back on the first floor, but decided swiftly that the other girl probably had her priorities in order...<br><br>As they rejoined the other girls rushing in the hallway, it distinctly occurred Suzanne was the fact that the hunt was over, and they'd wasted all this time trying to fight for survival -- or at least not getting her ribs broken by a hug android.&nbsp; The little black cloud that had been over her head thundered once, then started raining on her parade...<br><br>Hopefully, everyone else had had just as little success.&nbsp; Realistically, though, she'd been beaten.&nbsp; And -that-?&nbsp; That was just depressing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 20:29:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/JulieFace.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Juliette Whateley<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS668-1B29<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 22 / Senior<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall 8:00pm<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Suzanne, Allison and NPC’s<br><hr><br>When the girls began to file back into the large hall there were noticeably fewer of them than when the evening began.&nbsp; This didn’t appear to concern Juliette who sat demurely on the sofa her long silken glad legs crossed a small smile on her glossy lips.<br><br>“Welcome back everyone.&nbsp; I hope you had fun.” She greeted them.&nbsp; “Please hand your scrolls to Charlotte so we can decide the winner.”&nbsp; Juliette gestured to the bubble gum haired and bespectacled young woman that had been part of the welcoming party when you first arrived. <div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8f/CharlotteWardAvi.png)</div><br>“Oh you’re very welcome.” Juliette replied taking her glove bad and delicately sliding it back onto her hand as Olivia confessed to the occurrences in the basement labs.&nbsp; Juliette looked as if she had no idea what Olivia was talking about, but Charlotte stifled a giggle-cough while taking the scroll from Suzanne.<br><br>“Oh, yeah.&nbsp; That was Chloe’s.&nbsp; I haven’t gotten to clearing out her lab yet.”&nbsp; There was a hint of a blush on Charlotte’s cheeks.&nbsp; “I will get to that as soon as possible.&nbsp; Sorry.”<br><br>“Don’t worry.&nbsp; The labs can take quite a bit of punishment.&nbsp; I am sure it will be fine,” Juliette reassured them in her sing-songy voice, while Charlotte retrieved scrolls from Allison and eventually from Madoka her wheeled herself in after the others.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png)</div> “I am not sure where Roxanne went.&nbsp; We split up to look for more stuff, but I couldn’t find her.” She said handing the scroll over to Charlotte.<br><br>“Don’t worry.&nbsp; Not everyone is cut out for Gamma Rho Lambda.” Juliette offered as an explanation.<br><br>“Oh so she left?”<br><br>“Sure.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Wha..?”<br><br>“Well look at that, we have a winner.&nbsp; Congratulations Madoka.&nbsp; You managed to find the most stuff.&nbsp; Wonderful job!”&nbsp; Juliette clapped happily.&nbsp; “Your sisters and I have set the dining room for you and we have set out a lovely meal if you wish to eat.&nbsp; You can also go upstairs and check out your rooms, check on the house, try out a few spells if you know any.&nbsp; Just let your hair down and have fun.&nbsp; Those still here in the morning will be our beloved sisters.&nbsp; Feel free to pick our brains about the school, but our dirty little secrets will have to wait until after initiation.&nbsp; Enjoy the party.<br><br>Music seemed to kick up from nowhere to fill the room with dance quality beats.&nbsp; More hors d'oeuvre appeared on platters that seemed to levitate about the room.&nbsp; Other rooms were certainly less noisy though there appeared to be nothing that would keep the sound from travelling.<br><br>The dining room was set with the finest silver and china and piled with wonderful food.&nbsp; Wine was available and one of the punchbowls was spiked for certain.&nbsp; With their official duties complete the older sisters began to file in and join the party.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 21:39:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Upstairs Showers<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Matty<br><hr><br>Riley, like Lakresha thought getting cleaned up was a damn good idea.&nbsp; Unlike Lakresha she went off looking for her room upstairs.&nbsp; As much as the occurrences of the night had rattled her some, it was not enough for her to just start opening up some doors on the second floor in hopes of finding her room.&nbsp; It took her a few guesses and one oops sorry, when she had apparently opened one of the sophomore’s rooms and she was in the middle of getting ready.&nbsp; Eventually she found a room that contained her bags. Much to her chagrin however the room did not contain a shower.&nbsp; A mirror, sink and toilet yes, shower or tub, nope.&nbsp; With a sigh Riley opened up a box that contained some of her clothes and found a pair of tight jeans with embroidered butterflies on each rear pocket and a black top with a plunging neckline, crisscrossed with a matching black string.<br><br>With her replacement clothing in hand she went off to search for a shower.&nbsp; It was her hearing that drew her towards the showers though she was hesitant to just barge in on someone already using it.&nbsp; It probably wasn’t the right thing to do, but Riley deciding taking a quick peak in to see if this was a communal shower like her high school had been or a solo thing that she needed to wait on.&nbsp; A quick incantation allowed her to shift her site into the shower room.&nbsp; It was a communal shower room and it was occupied, occupied by Lakresha stepping under the warm water.&nbsp; Riley quickly withdrew her vision from the room not wanting to be a total creeper and took a moment to re-orient her to her current location.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/95/SophomoreMU.jpg)</div>”Don’t worry.&nbsp; Totally weirded me out too when I got here.”&nbsp; A voice caused Riley to start.&nbsp; Facing her was a blonde co-ed, her hair slightly mussed and dressed like something out of the eighties with her mess top coving a neon halter that showed off the sparrow tattoos just above her hips.&nbsp; “You get used to it.”<br>“I um, yeah.&nbsp; Just wasn’t sure I was in the right place.”<br><br>“Well judging from the goop in your hair, I would say you are.&nbsp; Go on in.&nbsp; If ya don’t get used to it now you’ll never have a shower.&nbsp; It seems like there is always someone in there.&nbsp; Names Matty by the way.&nbsp; See you down stairs!” she added with a wave before bouncing off towards the stairs leaving Riley to herself again looking slightly embarrassed.&nbsp; <br><br>“Right.” She said to herself and turned the handle on the door letting herself in.&nbsp; “Sorry,” she called ahead.&nbsp; I hope you don’t mind, but I really need to shower before going down stairs.”&nbsp; She felt goofy announcing herself like that but the whole situation was a bit goofy anyway.&nbsp; Riley placed her new clothes on a bench outside of the shower proper and began to get undressed with her back to Lakresha.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>01-04-2017, 23:00:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Charlotte and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allison Smiled and handed over the Scroll to Charlotte.&nbsp; Allie made her way over to the group of fellow freshman that came back to the Main hall. " Hey everyone I am Allie Nice to meet you. How did the scavenger hunt work out for all of you? Did you all have fun?" She smiled a bit and bounced a little and it made her generous bosom bounce as she did. <br>She outstretched a hand so if people&nbsp; wanted to shake her hand they could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>02-04-2017, 02:59:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Basement<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Juliette, Charlotte, Suzanne, Allie, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia just allowed herself a sly little smile as Charlotte giggled about the monster. Apparently this Chloe person had very familiar habits when it came to her scientific investigations, and the others seemed fairly lenient about such things. For all the being attacked by mannequins and all, she was becoming decidedly enchanted with GRL. "Well, as long as we haven't ruined a thesis project or anything... And I'm glad the labs can take a good deal of punishment," she added as she shot a sardonic look over at the bespectacled upperclassman, "for I intend to make very good use of it if I have the opportunity."<br><br>Then, with a nod, she was off to eat, and incidentally, mingle with the other freshmen. At least as much as Olivia mingled. Making her way to the others, and more importantly, the food, she first ran into Suzanne, who was so visibly upset that even Olivia could detect it. "We didn't win. I bet, however, that this Madoka girl didn't have to contend with an epic battle. We'll get them next time." She hoped that was reassuring. If she could get back down to the lab, she could probably synthesize some reassurance for her partner in the hunt, and probably to better effect, but she was hungry, so the verbal form would have to do for now.<br><br>Then she ran into Allison, staring at the hand for a few moments before recalling the convention about shaking it. "Oh. Hello, I am Olivia Solomon and, suffice it to say, the hunt was quite interesting, though <em>probably</em> a bit more than we had bargained for." She rolled her eyes back at Suzanne, and then to Angel. She probably would have to Riley as well were the girl anywhere in sight. But of course, she was already washing up, which made sense given that she was covered in goo. And of course, Olivia didn't really give much thought as to whom was to blame for covering Lakresha in glue. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>02-04-2017, 23:26:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Showers<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Riley<br><hr><br>Lakresha believed she knew what a shower entailed. It was an addendum to the bath, an afterthought siphoning pressure from the faucet in a feeble pole vault flop. This shower was different. It had survived a world war. She stood her ground against a wind that could hold her aloft, and the sensation buzzed alone in her head. She was purely physical, inhabiting a brown sugar body confident in the feel of a catsuit and confident on her toes in the rush of water.<br><br>Her eyes popped open. "Don't worry, you're good."<br><br>Black nails guided the glue from her hair along winding, weaving grain. It was these dark lines across her brow, or the skepticism built into her face, or the intensity of her lashes that lent a prowl to laying eyes on Riley. What she found was a turned back, that pure, rich coffee bean dark. It came down to such small differences between she and Riley when the similarities were so profound they'd drawn together as molecules like to like through the murky morass of pledge week. "Yuuuck, that stuff. Did I get it all out?" Head down, she offered herself to Riley for inspection.<br><br>So this was her new magic buddy. Riley came across as uncomfortable out of her clothes; not ashamed of nudity, necessarily, but wanting the reassuring weight of clothes. The kind of girl who Netflixed in a hoodie, who owned one threadbare set of pajamas. Lakresha smiled.<br><br>When it was her turn, she ran the glamor girl crisp edges of her black nails through Riley's hair. The left hand mirrored the right in a tight rhythm. "Hey, do you hear that?" Her core fluttered, but her voice was evening radio velvet. "Sounds like a party downstairs."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 00:12:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Dining Room, Main Hall, 8PM<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, A New Face<hr><br>"Next time," Suzanne echoed, mustering a smile she didn't quite entirely feel for Olivia.&nbsp; She waved idly as the other girl made her way to circulating through the crowd, and took a moment to measure her own motivation level.&nbsp; Sure, it sucked getting the rug pulled out from under her... but if she thought about it, maybe it was going to be okay.&nbsp; If the treatment she and the other newbies were getting now was any indication, they weren't weeding anyone out by how much stuff you got, but --<br><br>-- wait.&nbsp; What had Juliette said to Madoka?&nbsp; She left, then a non-committal/whatever sure?&nbsp; Roxy (was that her name) wasn't here, had disappeared during the events of the hunt, but how many other people were not here?<br><br>Her eyes went wide as the ramifications of this hit her: <em>she</em> was still here.&nbsp; She'd at least passed -that- test.&nbsp; There would definitely be a next time.<br><br>Suzanne not-entirely subtly eye-balled Madoka, giving her the once-over -- whether the other girl was good or just lucky, she was the one to beat for now.&nbsp; Never mind that Madoka didn't have functional use of her legs -- that made her achievement all the more impressive.&nbsp; Then, satisfied for the moment (if no less motivated), she took a few minutes to secure the stuff she liked from the food the older sisters had made available and found a place to sit, ideally next to one of them she hadn't met yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>07-05-2017, 20:03:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1d/D8ebc67372022b0dd04dc6540f9de2de.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Riley Monroe<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS101-5475<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Upstairs Showers<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha<br><hr><br>Lavender and lace revealed themselves when outer garments were set aside.&nbsp; Riley wasn’t tentative in her undressing.&nbsp; She was used to it form high school though teenage insecurities did have a way of worming themselves into thoughts long after teenage years were over.&nbsp; Her bra was next, unhooking with ease freeing her not insignificant breasts from their constraint.&nbsp; A matching pair of lavender followed, slipping over her round rear revealing the fullness of its mahogany expanse to Lakresha.&nbsp; Riley managed to step out of the bunched lace without revealing anything more intimate to the watchful eyes that she could swear were following her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yuuuck, that stuff. Did I get it all out?"<br><br>Riley looked over her shoulder at Lakresha, wreathed in steam from the powerful shower.&nbsp; Wisps of hot water creating a tantalizing haze that blurred and revealed glimpses of what Lekresha’s cat suit promised.&nbsp; Lighter in tone that her own Lekresha’s skin held to ethnicity proudly, accentuating her darker areola and midnight hair.<br><br>“Let me look.” Riley approached through the light mist.&nbsp; Spray rumbling against Lekresha’s skin pattering onto Riley’s giving rise to goosebumps.&nbsp; <br><br>Riley combed lightly through Lekresha’s wavy locks.&nbsp; Whatever Olivia had conjured up seemed to be water resistant, but the magic holding together the white viscous fluid appeared to be dissipating enough that Lekresha had already removed the majority of it from her hair.&nbsp; What Riley was able to find was slick and almost carnal to the touch.&nbsp; All the while she stood revealed to Lekresha’s downward gaze, water cascading between her breasts in rivulets and along her stomach, one just barely clinging to the remainder of the Freshmen 15.<br><br>“I think that is all of it.” Riley said winnowing at the tip of one of Lekresha’s long tresses allowing her to look up while fingers toyed with the hair.&nbsp; <br><br>Riley’s hair was crimpy and a bit wild before the taming water and Lekresha’s coxing fingers.&nbsp; It would take a little while for the goo to be stripped from her hair.&nbsp; She left it for the messaging fingers to solve and let herself enjoy the feeling of being pampered by her new sister.<br><br>"Sounds like a party downstairs."&nbsp; Riley nodded.&nbsp; She could more feel the thumping of the music than hear the notes.&nbsp; “It does.&nbsp; Should we get dried off and join them?”&nbsp; Lekresha asked not sure whether or not she cared about the answer as fingers continued to work in her hair.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>12-05-2017, 23:21:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Showers =&gt; Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Riley, Suzanne<br><hr><br>"Yes. I'm not even sure if I should be up here." She considered the beat. It felt at odds with everything, but especially with sharing a shower. Naked and dripping to what may well have been a stripper's dance number changed the context, and now she was breathing through her mouth. "This would be the part of the movie where we experiment." Grooming fingers smoothed down the temples and behind the ears, where Lakresha had firsthand experience with the urge to close the eyes and drift away into the clouds. "Breath fogging on shower glass. There's danger skulking around, but the music's too loud..." Crimps tugged in her nails, and though she hadn't consciously meant to direct Riley's head, that was what was happening. "And we're too worked up."<br><br>The song was dimly heard downstairs and through hardwood. The chorus was pounded into her head from so many weeks sipping her coffee in the sound booth and waiting for the hour to roll over. It popped out, unbidden.<br><em>♫ "I've been here all night"</em><br>You had to move your hips to the song, once you'd seen it in action. The very metric of it was a sway and a pop perfectly mapped to the motion.<br><em>♪ "I've been here all day-ay"</em><br>Her hands clasped Riley's as a microphone. That shower reverb was too powerful not to lean in and milk this, even if her voice was too rich, so much better suited for the blues.<br><em>♪ "And boy, got me walking side to side."</em><br><br>Toes swiveled on the wet tile as she stretched a towel around herself. "I work at the radio and I've heard this song three hundred and eighty-seven times." Now she was an audience, watching Riley shower, but the conversation took precedence over privacy. "I wonder if there's room tonight for karaoke. Would you be up for it?" She had experience slipping into a catsuit. This was not an affectation, the way curled toes delved into velvet like an Olympean diver, and the zipper sounded just enough to hold the one piece around her hips to stand. Her hair shook wild once more, and scattered into roiling waves. "It's really a great time." She waited on Riley before stepping out, just in case. Just in case there really was a ghost lurking.<br><br>The faces downstairs were recognizable by now, by voice if not all by name. How strange- the group just hours ago had seemed so much larger, but somehow it had shrank like a dream around just those Lakresha had met earlier. Maybe something like a mannequin run amok had turned them away.<br><br>A discreet smile for Suzanne, who had also snuck down to the basement, and who she'd met but not really. No name came to mind for her. She had the most stunning eyes, and that was what Lakresha remembered more than anything. It hadn't kicked off down here yet, despite the imploring rhythm bouncing off the walls. "What happened to your blonde friend?" She shrugged. "I guess Angel is around here somewhere too. This party is kind of spilling over, huh?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>13-05-2017, 17:43:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall 8:00 P.M.</strong><br><strong>Tag: Olivia&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>She took the hand and gave it a firm shake "Pleasure to meet you Olivia, Well glad it was exciting though I think i had something stolen that lead to an enjoyable&nbsp; experience. Though we did not really collect much else I still had a blast. So do you think you will be joining this Sorority?" She gave a warm&nbsp; and calming smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-05-2017, 06:42:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Allie, OPEN<br><hr><br>"Are you kidding? With resources like these at my fingertips? I would leap at the opportunity if they would just extend it to me. The library alone... And the resources in the basement lab." Olivia had the kind of hungry look that one would expect a student to possess as she hovered over the buffet. Her eyes, they positively glowed with the possibilities. "How about you, Allie? Are you going to join if they'll have you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>16-05-2017, 05:12:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, Party Time<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Riley<hr><br>A few chats, a few names, a few mental nicknames to pin faces to those names, and she was moving on from the dining hall to the main hall.&nbsp; Suzanne totally knew how to network; the art of being able to put a face to a name was a great way to make sure people remembered you, if not necessarily your name.&nbsp; Networking!&nbsp; That was how you did it.&nbsp; Getting a dozen names down at a time, though, was as much as she could easily do -- so when there was a lull in the conversation, punctuated by the shift of one electropop song to the next, she beat a quick retreat from the larger gathering and took her fruit plate with her.<br><br>Little bit of air.<br><br>Suzanne paused a couple rooms out, a chunk of melon in her mouth, and waved to the other two girls she remembered from the whole mannequin problem incident thing.&nbsp; If there was one thing she needed to do, internally, it was make friendly with the people who were willing to put up against a huggy mannequin robot on her behalf.&nbsp; "Blonde friend?" she asked, blankly at first, but understanding kicked in a moment later: "Oh, Olivia.&nbsp; I guess she's back with the rest of the crowd?"&nbsp; She paused, glanced behind her, saw nothing, and shrugged easily.&nbsp; "Around somewhere.&nbsp; I think she was the only person more excited than I was by the look of that library, so there's no way she's gone yet."<br><br>Casually, she flopped backwards into a chair, spending a brief moment to smooth her skirt out, before waving the other two girls over.&nbsp; "I don't do big crowds and big music unless I'm dancing," Suzanne said breezily.&nbsp; "I'm not like claustrophobic or anything, but I get real tired of having to shout to make myself heard, you know?&nbsp; And speaking of stuff you know that I don't -- I wanted to thank the two of you for helping pull our asses out of the fire downstairs, and I don't even know your names yet..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>18-05-2017, 04:17:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne<br><hr><br>Library? Of course, Gamma Rho Lambda possessed a library of the arcane. Books of spells the likes of which she'd only seen through the mind's eye interviewing witches and warlocks on her little radio show. Lakresha had to sit down, too, as where she was and the scope of it eclipsed everything else. "That's funny, isn't it? You can be comfortable with magic but uneasy with crowds." Of course she had misconstrued what was said. She was a journalist. That she mellowed in her seat conveyed that she did understand, despite the vagaries of language, that Suzanne just wanted to chill after that close brush with bruised ribs and/or tentacle porn.<br><br>"If you want to thank me, how about coming on my show this Sunday night?" She engaged with those eyes as though they held a power over her. "I host a radio show called Black Cat Crossing. Lakresha Price, your Diagon Alleycat." Her hand went out to shake Suzanne's, careful with the black acrylic nails. "We get together and chat about... magic. Whatever there is to chat about. When it first happened to you, what you do with it, your experiences. Think of it as like one of those kiss and tell shows but about magic instead of sex." When her hand withdrew, her posture didn't. "No crowds. It's just me and a guest in the campus studio, getting cozy with the best coffee you've ever tasted."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>19-05-2017, 16:29:19</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, Party Time<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha<hr><br>Lakresha Leopard, Suzanne decided.&nbsp; Animal name fix obtained.<br><br>The thought was mostly background noise amidst the new surge of curious interest.&nbsp; "Radio, huh?&nbsp; That's kind of cool," Suzanne said speculatively, sitting up, somewhat more attentive.&nbsp; Diagon Alleycat was a reference, she was sure, that sounded like her stage name and radio DJs almost always went for some sort of pun in their handle.&nbsp; There was a DJ back home who called herself Allison Chains, after an ancient rock star of olde.<br><br>Lakresha's hand was a pleasant point of warmth in hers as she shook the other girl's hand.&nbsp; The ramifications of the question 'will you be on my radio show' talking about her own experiences with the Art, though, brought her up short, visibly hesitating for a moment.&nbsp; "I'm not really sure my story is something people want to hear on the radio," she said a more quietly, a bit of pain in the half-smile briefly on her face.&nbsp; "Not unless your normal audience is into sad human interest stories like you hear sometimes on NPR.&nbsp; If you're sure, though... yeah, I can do that."&nbsp; Sunday night.&nbsp; Getting off that topic, though.&nbsp; "How long have you been doing your show?" she asked, a little more lively.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>21-05-2017, 13:32:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall </strong><br><strong>Tag: Olivia&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie smiled&nbsp; while gathering her food. "Well i do hope&nbsp; to become a member but even if not I'll have to be kept around in some fashion or another." a slight bewildered look came on he face as she pondered that&nbsp; for a moment the she shook her head a&nbsp; bit. " Well i guess that bridge will be crossed when the time comes. So&nbsp; why don't you tell me a bit about your adventures on the scavenger hunt?" She grinned&nbsp; and&nbsp; her eyes gave it away that she was really curious. She rocked back and forth from heal to the balls of her feat and back again as she awaited her answer&nbsp; The movement she made did not show any signs of nervousness just shear excitement of getting to know people seemed to maker her really full of energy and excitement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>22-05-2017, 03:29:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Allie, OPEN<br><hr><br>"It was grand!" Again, Olivia's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "I was working with Suzanne - the girl over there with the long brown hair," she pointed for easy reference. "First we borrowed a glove from Juliette, though since we didn't quite put it to use, I suppose it didn't really count as borrowing. Then we went up to the library. Oh... the books in there. We found this lovely tome of the effects of color on mood and subliminal thoughts and I would just DIE if I wasn't able to try putting it to good use. Then we went downstairs and I think we must have awoken somebody's science project, because soon it was chasing us into a closet. Fortunately we chanced upon another group of girls, Riley, Angel, and Lakresha, and were able to subdue the automaton with some quick action with a paddle on Lakresha's part and an impromptu adhesive solution I synthesized from materials in the supply closet. An effective measure, although there was some collateral damage." She furtively and guiltily glanced back over to where Lakresha was chatting with Suzanne before continuing in that same breathless rapid-fire mode of conversation.<br><br>"And then it was over. How about you, Allie? How was your experience in the scavenger hunt?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>22-05-2017, 23:22:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne<br><hr><br>"Oh, no no no. It's not that kind of show. I won't grill you on anything that makes you uncomfortable. We have a chat about magic, just like this." Plainly there was no interest in dredging up old pain. She did stop to wonder, academically, the same way she'd wondered about the fate of the seniors. Lakresha Price was not the mother hen to counsel someone through old pain. Her sisters were mathematicians. If things got any more wistful than this, she might have proposed a logic puzzle. "We're on before the smooth jazz, so everyone is coming down off the weekend. They see that stress ahead and want to wind down with a chat about something interesting. With magic we'll never run out of something to talk about."<br><br>"Black Cat Crossing is heading into episode 13, so three months... plus break, a little more than three months." The newness of it did not faze her. She had her radio voice down, she had a look perfected. "Professors from Miskatonic fill in here and there, but we like to find guests nobody's heard from yet. There's a lot happening in the magic world, and who knows what's going to be hot tomorrow. Alchemy, abjuration, cryptozoology, necromancy."<br><br>She started to smile. "One episode for a goof, we had my dad on the show. He used to be... I don't know if you remember, but there was a public access show called Math Wizard, and he was the Mathemagician for six years. That was my first experience doing voiceover, as Number Princess, and Subtract-O-Tron. Oh, and the narrator."<br><br>"People sent in emails about that episode. They liked the rapport and found my dad <em>hilarious." </em>Lakresha rolled her eyes. "If you really love puns and dad jokes about physics then he is okay."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>29-05-2017, 17:55:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall </strong><br><strong>Tag: Olivia&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>An excited gleam came to her eyes as she took a breath and&nbsp; with a slightly raised and cheerful tone began to speak. Where as just before she seemed to be&nbsp; a bit more calm."Well it was rather uneventful and quiet. We only made it to the library. Though I think I am the real winner having a kiss stolen from me .She gave a playful smile with a faint blush coming across her cheeks. She took a sip of her drink and a bite of her food and swallowed.&nbsp; Still in the excited tone "So it was short participation but a lot of fun! So when do you think they will announce if we are officially in the sorority or not? She started to rock from the balls of her feet to her heels like she would whenever she got engrossed in meeting new or people or just excited in general.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>30-05-2017, 04:53:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall, Party Time<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha<hr><br>"Dads can be okay sometimes," Suzanne allowed, smiling slightly herself.&nbsp; Her own wasn't okay about what she was doing right now, but he was okay in general.&nbsp; "I never saw that show, but it sounds like the fun kind of hokey," she added, lacing her fingers together and stretching over arms over her head.&nbsp; "If it was New England only, I definitely never had the chance -- I'm actually from Texas, so, you know, the whole 'creepy hill-set neighborhood lost for generations' thing is something we don't see much of back there.&nbsp; New England has history, right?&nbsp; My forebears... well, home doesn't exactly have a good record on the whole human rights thing, either."<br><br>She rolled her eyes, shaking her head.&nbsp; "My family went to church when I was little, but I guess we never caught the Jesus bug.&nbsp; My brother and I, I mean.&nbsp; And I guess that's why we both ended up caught up in... well, this."&nbsp; Suzanne waved a hand around the both of them, indicating the sorority house as a whole.&nbsp; "Stuff that Man Was Not Meant to Know, but I guess maybe it's okay for women to know, because maybe girls just get the good magic bits like dancing naked in the woods, and guys have to get the rest?&nbsp; I dunno, I'm tired and I'm spitballing."<br><br>There was definitely a good ramble in there, but if she was going to get more out of that ramble tonight, she had to get some caffeine in her.&nbsp; Her gaze flicked back to the room she'd just come from.&nbsp; Did they have soda?&nbsp; Hopefully they had some soda.&nbsp; It would suck if she was so tired she ended up passing out before anything else happened tonight, but if she kept talking to Lakresha and maybe Olivia, she could probably stay awake.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>31-05-2017, 05:39:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Allie, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia listened to Allie's story with interest and a slight tinge of envy as she slyly mentioned the kiss. Then, however, Allie asked about the whole acceptance process, and Olivia's mood shifted. She started wringing her hands and could feel the sweatdrop forming at the back of her head. This was Paradise, but it certainly wouldn't be the first place that decided that Olivia wasn't quite what it wanted. Betwixt school cliques and angry administrators (albeit not without justification), she had always been viewed as something of an outsider, and not that much of a welcome one at that. It was just that up to now, she hadn't really cared all that much about it. Now she did. And then she remembered that she had managed to trash some Chloe person's science project (albeit not without justification.)<br><br>"I... I really don't know... I suppose they just tell us at the end of the night." She cast nervous glances over at Juliet and Charlotte, who seemed to be the power players here, and another at Addison, whose victory probably had already earned her immunity. "We made it this far... That must count for something..." Olivia looked back over at Allie, eyes suddenly searching, almost begging, for some sort of reassurance on the matter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>03-06-2017, 12:43:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Main Hall </strong><br><strong>Tag: Olivia&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie still a bit hyper but&nbsp; she instinctively with out missing a beat just keenly provided&nbsp; "Do won't worry I am sure you are a Shoe in you showed great ingenuity in a time of crisis!" She gave a reassuring smile to Olivia. Then came a blur of inane questions "What are you hobbies?, What are your Dreams and Where do you see yourself in ten years?" She prattle the questions off rapid fire barely stopping to take a breath. She continued to rock back and forth from heel to toe the entire slew of questions and continued to do so as she awaited her answer. Her Bright energetic smile never left her face.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-06-2017, 18:14:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Allie, OPEN<br><hr><br>Olivia blushed a bit at Allie's reassurance. "I guess it was, wasn't it? Thank you." Then the questions came hard and furious. "Well, Allie, I am primarily in the study of alternative biochemistry and especially its mechanisms affecting the central nervous and endocrine systems in inducing desired mental and emotional states." She paused for a moment. "In other words, I want to be able to understand and help alter people's feelings. I feel that by doing so, society can make its members happier and more productive, and perhaps even be able to avoid negative impacts such as war. Unfortunately... most institutions are squeamish about experimentation in this realm, especially on human subjects. The staff at Miskatonic seemed to indicate that they may be more open to my research, so coming here... is effectively my only option."<br><br>She paused for a moment again, until the proper social convention dawned on her.<br><br>"And you, Allie? Why did you come to this place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>05-06-2017, 06:26:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hall<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Suzanne, Olivia, Allie<br><hr><br>"You know, we've never discussed gender and magic on the show before. That might be something. We could take a look at traditional gender roles and whether that's all artifice or there's something to it." This was a tired girl she was talking to. There could be no doubt as the day grew late and playful energy brought constant motion to Lakresha's black nails that she was a night owl. A red-blooded college girl. Watching Suzanne seem to want to astrally project into bed didn't automatically make her hopeless- there could be allowances for being tuckered out after fighting off a magical robot. But, Lakresha was not showing it.<br><br>"It was nice meeting you, though. We ought to figure out our rooms before someone has to carry you upstairs." All smiles, she rose and met Suzanne's hand with the tiniest high society clasp. "Have a good night. You've earned it."<br><br>Someone seemed to be wide awake, at least. She lingered for a while beside Olivia and Allie, counting heads. When there was a pause in the conversation- necessarily, while it was Olivia's turn to speak and she seemed to still be processing Allie's energy- Lakresha spoke up. "Hey there. Were you just talking about acceptance? I might have missed room assignments. It's getting late, so I need to find out where I'm staying tonight, and with whom. Who wants to join me poking around upstairs?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>11-06-2017, 21:16:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/Matty2.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong> Matty and Kendra<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-0112 – OS103-0052<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore - 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101/New Type<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Madoka, Angel, OPEN<br><hr><br>The mixer was over and the boring structured part of orientation was over.&nbsp; The potential freshmen had been shown the second floor which contained their rooms along with the communal bath.&nbsp; The girls were encouraged to make their rooms their own.&nbsp; They were free to decorate as the wanted and even to add any trans-dimensional spaces they wished as long as they were correctly warded.&nbsp; Their more experienced sisters were available to help with the warding if needed as trans-dimensional magic bordered on outer science which was strictly forbidden at Miskatonic U.&nbsp; They had been informed that personal labs would be available in the basement.&nbsp; The super science and alchemy students had larger lab spaces than other students while spell casting student’s labs were warded so any potentially volatile spells would not cause permanent damage to the structure.<br><br>Some of the girls had over indulged, others were simply overstimulated from the day.&nbsp; Those girls had retired to their rooms for the night, but there were still a few restless, adventurous spirits not ready for the day to end.&nbsp; Those still awake feel a…tug.&nbsp; Nothing demanding or compelling, more of an offer. <br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e7/Kendranew.jpg)</div> ‘Come find us. Let’s explore.’&nbsp; The offer held a warmth and a hint of playfulness and something else.&nbsp; A flash of ebony skin snuggled close to lightly tanned flesh.&nbsp; A touch of lazy excitement and nervous arousal. <br><br>“You sent it?”&nbsp; Matty asked snuggled up against Kendra on one of the big chairs in the library.&nbsp; “Uh-huh. Kendra nodded, her tight ebon curls bobbed lightly with the nod of her head.<br><br>“We’ll see who comes along.&nbsp; I left the other girls out.&nbsp; I didn’t want to wake then and I am not sure some of the others are quite up for games.” Kendra’s voice held a southern twang that gave away her Louisiana roots.&nbsp; Matty found it adorable.&nbsp; Of all of the Gamma Rho Lambda sisters Kendra and Matty were as close to what you would call traditional girlfriends, which is to say they had a deep connection to one another than to the other sisters, not that it kept them from the affection of their sisters it just meant they tended to be a package deal.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png)</div>The gentle squeak of a wheel gave away Madoka before she rounded the corner into the Library.&nbsp; Much like Matty and Kendra she was dressed for bed.&nbsp; She had replaced her blouse and skirt with a pair of yellow cotton shorts and layered black and white camisoles.<br><br>“Hello.” Matty and Kendra greeted the pretty brown-haired girl with a smile.&nbsp; They had met all of the new girls during the mixer.&nbsp; “Glad you decided to come.”&nbsp; Matty added.&nbsp; Matty and Kendra were also dressed comfortably.&nbsp; Kendra had a pair of grey shorts with a matching grey tank top and Matty a purple babydoll with white lace and matching shorts that hugged her thighs tighter than Kendra’s did.<br><br>“Hi.&nbsp; Matty and Kendra right?”&nbsp; Madoka asked noting with some interest how familiar the two sophomores where.&nbsp; If it hadn’t been obvious enough during the mixer it was quite obvious now that the two were close.<br><br>“Yep.” Matty replied.&nbsp; “We might be here a while if everyone is enjoying themselves. Do you want to stay in your chair? We don’t mind helping you out if you want it.”&nbsp; It was an offer without assumption to which Madoka declined.<br><br>“No thanks I’ve got it.” Madoka replied with a smile and touched what looked like a fitness reader on her wrist.&nbsp; Sigils and circuitry began to glow on her wheelchair and her wrist and bands of mystical energy surrounded Madoka’s wrist, waist and ankles and she began to float lightly from her wheel chair to a place on the couch.&nbsp; A punch of another button and the mystical bands were gone.&nbsp; The wheel chair moved on its own next to the couch and folded in on itself until it was an unassuming cube that floated up to the end table to rest nearby.<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg)</div> “Wow that was fucking cool.”&nbsp; Came a voice from the doorway.&nbsp; Angel had followed the siren call of adventure and exploration and arrived at the library just in time to see Madoka float to the couch.&nbsp; Matty and Kendra laughed and Madoka gave a genuine smile.<br><br>“Thanks.&nbsp; I thought so.” Madoka added.<br><br>“So what are we doing here?” Angel asked.&nbsp; She was in a long black night shirt with silver trim like the others she had been getting ready for bed but found herself procrastinating from doing so.<br><br>“We thought you might want to cut loose a little bit and we wanted to get to know you all a little better.” Matty offered.&nbsp; “Kendra and I were curious about what kind of stuff you can do and to be honest the mixer is great and all but you don’t really get to know someone in that kind of setting.&nbsp; We thought a game of magical truth or dare could be kind of a fun icebreaker.&nbsp; That way you get to know what makes us tick and we can get to know what makes you tick.&nbsp; Though I should warn you.&nbsp; Kendra and I did this our freshmen year and things can get a little intense…in a good way.&nbsp; Are you up for it?”<br><br>“Yes!” Angel and Madoka answered it unison.<br><br>“Good.&nbsp; Why don’t you grab a seat?&nbsp; If anyone else shows they can join in.”&nbsp; Angel took a seat in another chair across from Madoka.&nbsp; <br><br>“So, I am your typical witch.” Matty offered.&nbsp; “Cast spells, blah blah blah.&nbsp; Kendra is what we call a Newtype.”<br><br>“That means I don’t fit in normal magic stuff.&nbsp; I guess you could call me an empath.&nbsp; Don’t worry, I can’t control your minds or anything, just read emotions and convey them.&nbsp; Though I can tell if your lying.”&nbsp; She added with a smile.&nbsp; “I am pretty Madoka is a techie, what about you?” Kendra asked Angel.&nbsp; <br><br>“Just spells like Matty.&nbsp; I like art though.&nbsp; Magic clothes, magic paintings that sort of thing.”&nbsp; Angel waved her fingers and spoke in French as strands of energy filled the space between the girls with an image of Angel, Riley and Lakresha.&nbsp; “Something I was working on before bed.” She said as the image of the three young women placed them near cheek to cheek in a way that spoke of subtle tension and interest.<br><br>“Very nice.” Kendra and Matty clapped lightly.&nbsp; “Okay since we are your hosts.&nbsp; We will make the first choice and we choose…truth.”&nbsp; Matty and Kendra looked at the two freshmen wondering just where the girls would take the first question.<br><br>“Okay,” Madoka chimed in from her place on the couch.&nbsp; “So you’re an empath.&nbsp; Ever use that when you have sex?”<br><br>“Well, just diving right in there huh?” Kendra laughed and shifted snuggling a little closer to Matty who answered for her.&nbsp; “She does it all the time.&nbsp; Sometimes I think it is cheating.”<br><br>“Seriously?&nbsp; How does that work?” Angel blurted out. To which Matty raised an eyebrow and Kendra stifled a laugh.&nbsp; <br><br>“What you want and example?”&nbsp; Matty asked as Angel and Madoka looked to one another then back.&nbsp; <br><br>“Yes!”<br><br>Matty looked at Kendra who gave her a shrug.&nbsp; “Okay but I am counting this as a dare too.&nbsp; We get skipped next round.”<br><br>“Sounds far to me.” Matty agreed.&nbsp; “Madoka, close your eyes.&nbsp; You watch her okay?”&nbsp; She nodded to Angel who nodded back very curious.<br><br>Matty shifted a little in the chair she shared with Kendra and get out a nervous giggle.&nbsp; She traced a line on Kendra’s lower lip before leaning in to take the lip into her mouth and began a slow lingering kiss.&nbsp; Madoka’s eyebrow raised slightly but she kept her eyes shut concentrating on the low thread of arousal that tugged at the pleasure centers of her mind.<br><br>While Matty’s kiss lingered on Kendra’s lips her fingers traced a line down her neck and over the swell of her breast and Madoka felt her heart quicken, she shifted her upper body to press back into the couch a little and Angel watched in rapt interest.&nbsp; Matty’s fingers gently caressed Kendra’s breast through the fabric of her tank top and with a wicked grin along her lips she pinched Kendra’s aroused nipple hard causing both Kendra and Madoka to gasp at the sudden spike of pleasure.&nbsp; Matty withdrew her fingers and lips and Kendra withdrew the thread that connected her to Madoka.&nbsp; She interlaced her fingers with Matty’s and returned a light kiss to her lover.<br><br>Madoka blushed as she opened her eyes to see Angel watching her as was another figure at the door.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>12-06-2017, 03:18:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Library after midnight</strong><br><strong>Tag: Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra and open</strong><br><hr><br>&nbsp;Allie had just finished brushing her teeth and was settling in for the night.&nbsp; She let her defense down a bit and the message came though along with the emotions attached to it.&nbsp; She took a deep breath to try and get control but the empathic transmission came through and she took on the emotions.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Allie gave a ,mischievous grin.&nbsp; She riffled through her belongings and produced a large black duffel.&nbsp; Not thinking of much else left her room bare foot.&nbsp; She wore a dark red t shirt, no bra&nbsp; and soft black cotton pajama pants with Gir riding a pig on them.&nbsp; The excitement and nervous arousal from the one who sent the message left a bit of a knot in her stomach, but Allie was not about to miss out on the fun to be had.<br><br>&nbsp;She made it in just in time to witness the kiss.&nbsp; The flow of&nbsp; emotion in the room combined with the emotions she was feeling from earlier made entrance not as quiet as she would have hoped.&nbsp; Allie sucked in a deep breath and her cheeks turned pink.&nbsp; If anyone knew anything about empaths they could tell what happened to the girl who just walked in.&nbsp; She was not focused and not keeping her control up.&nbsp; Her tongue slowly traced along the contour of her own lips while she leaned up against the door to steady herself.<br><br>&nbsp;She took a deep breath in struggling with the sensory overload.&nbsp; She just barely managed to hold onto the bag she brought with her.&nbsp; Allie rested against the door, fighting to get her center but while all this stimuli was going on when she had her guard down it seemed like&nbsp; losing battle.&nbsp; Allie's eyes glazed over a bit as she was getting lost in the moment, she could not even make out who was present or even form the words to greet the others and the blush grew from light pink to a slight red.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>17-06-2017, 01:03:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library after midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black charmeuse slip, black bridal robe, black kitty slippers<br><hr><br>Back home in the crwoded loft bedroom of her parents' queerly-shaped house- the youngest baby sister bedroom, just big enough for a twin bed and her books and clothes- Lakresha could last well into the night with a portal open to the stars and the musical taste of a woman forty years her senior to take her away. She could pretend to inhabit a Prohibition Manhattan apartment and design every inch in art deco, honeyed orange glass, wine-colored fabric and almond tile. Here, though, she needed to put forward an effort. She had a roommate now, a schedule, a shared light space. As early as midnight, Lakresha needed to at least try to sleep.<br><br>Ambient sounds of vinyl noise on Beats By Dre were meant to help. The lace appliqué trim mask was meant to help. Instead, a message telepathic found her wide awake and in a state of irrational anger at her buzzing head on the pillow.<br><em>"Come find us. Let's explore." </em><br>"Hm?"<br>Lakresha sat up in bed. She contemplated her roommate for several minutes, deciding whether she was the george of some homoerotic prank. Finally, she pushed her feet into a pair of fuzzy black cat-faced slippers and peeked out into the deathly quiet hall.<br><br>Lakresha did her best to look like she'd been caught sleeping, as she felt for the soundless floorboards under her slippers. She did her best not to seem like the kind of person who went hunting for any kind of drama at the ungodly hours of night. The disguise was a good one, black charmeuse slip and bridal robe to match. It had been a set with the mask, along with garters in a lovely satin bag. The garters were the difference between intimates and lingerie, so she had never worn them. Instead she left her sugar-scrubbed legs bare and gleaming bronze, because naked was less sexy than lace. Eyes half-lidded, mask pushed back in her big curls, feeling her way with the whiskers of her slippers, she followed a dim murmur in the library like light on the ocean floor.<br><br>Enough of the faces she found there were familiar to put her immediately at ease. "What time is it?" This was a hollow question, small talk to announce her presence to the girls kissing, and watching the kiss, and twisting cloth. But Lakresha had come unarmed into a situation where empty hands were the devil's workshop, there was no way around that. Either acknowledge the kissing game and be a creep, or pretend it wasn't happening and shame her sisters. Those were the choices.<br><br>Unless...<br><br>"Would you girls be interested in helping me try out some new lip shades?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-06-2017, 20:07:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, Lakresha, open<hr><br>Olivia stumbled by about the same time Lakresha and Allie did. She didn't know what she was in for, but she was, to say the least naturally curious. Like the others, she had an extraordinary evening - discovering this place was like a dream come true. And the lab space. Oh - the lab space! She would be able to do such wonderful things. The room was nice too - though obviously secondary to her interests.<br><br>Also, like the others, she was dressed for bed, though as of yet had to even close her eyes - a well-worn white and checked nightgown graced her form. If one were to look more closely, one could see the checks were actually elements from the periodic table, but somehow, Olivia figured she wasn't the center of attention right now. On top of that was layered the rattiest pink bathrobe known to man, with scruffy pink slippers to match.<br><br><em>Unlike</em> Lakresha, Olivia lacked the tact necessary to pretend that she didn't see what was going on. "Fascinating," she noted with all due interest without even a hint of surprise or embarrassment. "I take it this is the kind of phenomena we can observe on a regular basis here at the sorority? How does it work? Is it an exertion of will or an unconscious extension of neuronal activity?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>21-06-2017, 23:46:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Truth or Dare-ers<hr><br>Sleep was slow to come.<br><br>Suzanne had made it.&nbsp; She'd really made it.&nbsp; All her hard work had paid off!&nbsp; She had a place to stay, she had scholarships to back her up, and she was free from the thumb of a mother and father who did not want her to learn sorcery, and from a house haunted by too many memories.&nbsp; All she had to do now was prove that she was capable of doing the impossible, just like her brother had already done.&nbsp; How could she sleep when she was so excited?... and so far from home?&nbsp; She was tired -- dog tired -- but anxious, excited nervousness and speculation was proving to make rest very, very elusive.<br><br>And then, just as she was sure she was about to start nodding off, an impulse passed through her awareness.&nbsp; She shot up in bed suddenly, tossing the covers off, alarmed -- but there didn't seem to be anything wrong per se right now.&nbsp; She paused, traced her thought pattern, and realized that the impulse had words associated to it.&nbsp; A nighttime rendezvous?...<br><br>"What the hell," she murmured below her breath.&nbsp; Swinging her legs over the side of the unfamiliar bed, she put her feet in her sandals and surreptitiously-as-she-could-manage slid out the door and toward the hallway.<br><br><br>Outside of true wintertime, Suzanne wasn't really much for 'sleepwear'.&nbsp; Texas wasn't kind to people who wore multiple layers, even if they did have central heating and air; temperatures could spike far above what mundane air conditioning could deal with, and when nighttime temperatures could hover around eighty-five degrees, what she did wear had to be simple.&nbsp; Tank top and gym shorts did her just fine.&nbsp; (Dimly, Suzanne remembered something about New England winters, but that was months away.&nbsp; She'd deal with it then.)<br><br>The ancient wooden floors felt like they were on the verge of creaking with every step she took.&nbsp; The stairway was almost impossible to navigate quietly; she just took the last few steps in a hop-and-run, hoping she wasn't making too much of a crash, and skidded her way -- was that Olivia she was seeing go in?<br><br>Huh.<br><br>And then, Suzanne was in the room herself, behind Olivia (and Lakresha?) and four other girls, one of them she remembered winning the scavenger hunt competition (no, blood, don't boil now) and another from the hug-mannequin-bot concern and then a couple more she remembered... seeing.&nbsp; The latter two were looking very pleased with themselves, and Madoka a little flushed...<br><br>"So what's all up in this?" she asked, kind of looking for a place to pop up onto and sit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>29-06-2017, 05:13:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Madoka Mawaru<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-7313<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occultechnician<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Matty, Kendra, Angel, Allison, Lakresha, Olivia and Suzanne<br><hr><br>Madoka expected a welling of embarrassment when Kendra’s mind touched hers, instead she felt excitement, anticipation and a touch of self-consciousness that wasn’t her own and yet was.&nbsp; It would have been easy to shut Kendra out.&nbsp; Kendra wasn’t forceful as the thread connecting them clicked into place.&nbsp; Madoka wasn’t sure if she should respond. What does someone say in this situation?<br><br>Matty saved a potentially awkward situation by making more awkward as she began to kiss Kendra.&nbsp; Madoka’s body responded immediately and she instinctively began to pull her mind from such intimate and erotic feelings.&nbsp; In that moment she was very much in love with Matty.<br><br><em>‘Don’t go.’</em> Madoka stopped withdrawing instantly.&nbsp; She didn’t so much hear the words as feel like something was urging her to stay. <em> ‘Sharing is caring.’</em>&nbsp; Now that time she could have sworn she felt light giggle that ended in a flood of warmth and butterflies exploding in her stomach as Matty kissed Kendra…kissed her…deeply.&nbsp; If Madoka’s legs worked properly she would have pressed her thighs together at the heat beginning to pool between them. Her eyes pressed shut in concentration, Madoka never saw Matty’s technicolored fingernails pinch Kendra’s tender flesh, but the spike of arousal brought more than just warmth, it brought a gasp to her lips and a flood of moisture to her pussy.<br><br>And just like that it was over, but the warmth and arousal remained.&nbsp; It wasn’t just Kendra that was excited, it wasn’t just Kendra that had been aroused by the act.&nbsp; It was obvious that Madoka had been too.&nbsp; She was flush and breathing heavy.&nbsp; When she opened her eyes to see Angel watching her intently as well as a cluster of others who had formed at the door she finally began to blush, stealing a glance at Kendra who had snuggled closer to her lover.&nbsp; She gave Madoka a sly wink that made her think it wasn’t Kendra that had been sharing.<br><br>Madoka was in no shape to notice Allison’s reaction to the scene and Angel had been too busy giving Madoka the once over, but Kendra gave Allison a knowing look.&nbsp; Apparently she wasn’t the only empath in the sorority any more.<br><br>Lakresha, unknowingly it seemed, gave Allison cover to gather her wits by entering the Library. Angel gave her a welcoming smile having spent time with her during the scavenger hunt, which despite the malfunctioning hug-bot had been a lot of fun.<br><br>"Late,” was Angel’s ever so unhelpful reply.&nbsp; “We were doing a little show and tell.&nbsp; I think we were just waiting for the tell part.” Angel lifted an oh so curious eyebrow at Madoka who really wanted to fan herself at the moment.<br><br>"Would you girls be interested in helping me try out some new lip shades?"<br><br>“I would.”&nbsp; Madoka volunteered a little too quickly at which the other girls in the room erupted into chuckles and giggles that were certainly more good natured than taunting.&nbsp; There was more than enough room on the couch next to Madoka for Lekresha to join her.&nbsp; Similarly there was room next to Angel.&nbsp; Two large overstuffed chairs and a love seat were pulled up across from Matty and Kendra, it made for an intimate little square set about a sturdy mahogany coffee table.<br><br>“Facinating. I take it this is the kind of phenomena we can observe on a regular basis here at the sorority? How does it work? Is it an exertion of will or an unconscious extension of neuronal activity?"<br><br>“Well not all the time.”&nbsp; Matty laughed. <br><br>“I am very careful about it.” Kendra answered. “It was pretty instinctual at first, I had to learn to control it.&nbsp; The first time I got angry at the house Charlotte and Isabelle nearly hexed each other into oblivion over some Dunwich boy they didn't even like.&nbsp; <br><br>“Yeah and the first time we had sex, the whole house was horny for a week.” Matty added.<br><br>“After that we made sure I was able to shield myself really well and I never ever try to touch another mind if they don’t want me too.&nbsp; Madoka offered to give it a go so I figured why not?” <br><br>“So I guess to answer your question.&nbsp; Yes, we practice magic all the time here and the voyeuristic sex act is only when we are feeling like it.&nbsp; Participation is of course not required in either case, though we are all very close in this house so don’t be all that surprised if you walk in on a couple of your sisters getting…reacquainted with each other.”<br><br>"So what's all up in this?"<br><br>“Just getting to know each other.&nbsp; We were playing a little truth or dare.” Kendra admitted. <br><br>“Yeah it was really…stimulating.” Angel chimed in watching Lakresha slip onto the couch next to Madoka with interest.&nbsp; “Wouldn’t you say Mads?”<br><br>“Shush.&nbsp; I am busy.” Madoka shot back as Lakresha sat down next to her deep brown eyes watching Lakresha closely.&nbsp; She was curious as to where Lakresha might be hiding the lipstick she had mentioned.&nbsp; Pocket dimension maybe? “And yes, very.” She added looking away from Lakresha briefly to flash a smile at Angel before shifting her torso so that her full attention was on the bronze beauty in the silken black gown and utterly adorable kitten slippers. “I love your slippers.” She said and brushed her hair back from her shoulders.&nbsp; Madoka was hardly a natural flirt, but she was still filled with touchy feely endorphins that were begging her to make a pass at Lakresha<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>29-06-2017, 18:46:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, Lakresha, Suzanne, open<hr><br>"Fascinating," Olivia opined again. Apparently it was her go-to adjective. Slipping into one of the armchairs, she rattled off her own ambitions. "It would be amazing if I could get you down to the lab to take some readings of your vitals while you're in action. Blood pressure, heart rate, biochemistry, EEG, maybe a PET scan. I'd also need to take blood samples, and saliva, probably vaginal fluids..." <br><br>Leave it to Olivia to get all worked up over a pap smear.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh, and at some point I'd love to see your work without shielding. Inconvenient I know, but learning about how the systems spreads, transmission rates, genetic and environmental factors of natural resistance, just thinking about it makes my mouth water!"<br><br><em>This</em> was what Olivia had come here looking for, and now she had found it, she was going to research the bejeezus out of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>30-06-2017, 05:17:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e7/Kendranew.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong> Matty and Kendra<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-0112 – OS103-0052<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Sophomore - 19 / Sophomore<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101/New Type<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library group, specifically Olivia and Allison<br><hr>“Whoa, whoa, whoa.&nbsp; I get poked and prodded enough by admin already.&nbsp; Us new types get a VERY thorough exam before each semester.&nbsp; I think I’m good.”&nbsp; Kendra said shaking her head and sending her dark curls bouncing about her face.&nbsp; “You could ask Allie though.&nbsp; I think she and I might have a lot in common.”&nbsp; Kendra nodded towards the pretty girl in the doorway that was still recovering.&nbsp; It was harder for empaths to shield from other empaths.&nbsp; Had Kendra knew Allie was there she would have been a little more careful.<br><br>“Come on in.”&nbsp; Matty gestured.&nbsp; Places to sit were starting to be at a premium, but that was kind of the point.&nbsp; The girls would need to get friendly to find comfortable places to sit.<br><br>Sensing Olivia’s line of thought could suck the fun out of the room for everyone else Matty let her fingers play along the cotton stretched over Kendra’s lovely tummy and her pale toes rest on Kendra’s ankle.&nbsp; She wasn’t about to let her girl’s aroused state to fade talking about clinical shit.&nbsp; <br><br>“Your staring Angel.”&nbsp; She giggled noting how the girl continued to watch Lakresha and Madoka with interest.&nbsp; To Angel’s credit she gave a confident smirk and the tiniest of shrugs that brought a smile to both her and Kendra while the others settled in. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>01-07-2017, 15:40:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library after midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, open<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black charmeuse slip, black bridal robe, black kitty slippers<br><hr><br>It would have been a lot smoother to conjure up those provisions with a snap of her fingers, or float them ghostly from her room, but Lakresha need to physically go and get them. Her understanding of magic was so piecemeal, so cobbled together from fascinating books and compelling mysteries, that she had never learned to improvise like that. On the walk back to her room she had time to think about what was happening. What did Lakresha Price want out of this midnight rendevouz?<br><br>But when she did sit next to Madoka, finally producing the ornate little folding artist's box which contained her lipsticks did have a kind of magic to it. The mystique kind, laid over black satin lap resembling an antique map case, fastened with a brass book latch. She stretched out her sugar-scrubbed legs to wiggle those slippers Madoka admired. "Thank you, Ms. Mawaru." She was happy to show them off, and especially to draw attention to the light on legs rendered silky smooth. "Black kitty cats are kind of my thing. They're so, mm, stately and enigmatic. Sometimes cute too. <em>Meow!" </em><br><br>The latch opened in her lap, and she expanded the box on hinged drawers wide enough for questing hands to reach in. In every little nook, a matching brass bulet etched with an artist's signature. Lakresha rolled them into perfect arrangement, and selected one. "This one is called Bond Girl." It twisted out a dusky oil painting color, so very similar to each in her collection, but each unique to the trained eye. "Smart, suave, smokey. An eye-catching brown berry for lips meant to be caught softly mouthing spy secrets. May I?"<br><br>She asked Madoka's chin to balance on the tips of her black nails so the color could carefully pet from the corner of a freshly kissed mouth across the supple fullest curve. "That's gorgeous." She was not looking at Madoka's eyes but at her lips, smiling, stroking them through the medium of lipstick, and drawing confidence. "This is not the shade of a woman who's told to smile more. This is the shade of a woman whose mood sets the room." A hand mirror slipped into Madoka's fingers, and Lakresha's eyes twinkled. "Now how does that feel?"<br><br>When she laid the box out like a buffet, it was in the hopes that everyone would find their color. Ruby red carpet, vintage tea rose, chocolate cream, blackcurrant, freckletone nude. Yeah, Lakresha had a thing for lipstick.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>02-07-2017, 17:17:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Library after midnight</strong><br><strong>Tag: Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra Lakriesha , Olivia and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie took a deep breath and&nbsp; gave a&nbsp; nervous smile and came in&nbsp; and found a spot to sit on the floor. The smile was nervous mostly because of Olivia talking about running tests and that she let her guard down and got whammied by a fellow empath.&nbsp; She looked around at&nbsp; everyone gathered and took another deep breath and settled in a bit and her smile became more relaxed and natural&nbsp; as she went to Speak up. " So it looks like the dares have started whose turn is it next!" her gaze fell on each&nbsp; person. She lingered a bit more on Kendra her eyes gave a way she wanted to talk more and ask some more questions about her gifts but she new better and would wait. She set her bag down and it made some rustling and some clanking&nbsp; but she did not make a big fussy about the little bit of&nbsp; noise it made and just let a mischievous grin come over her face. Finally her focus settled on the elegant make up case and grinned with anticipation as to what would come next. " Nice collection&nbsp; of Make up you have there where did you get it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>02-07-2017, 21:48:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Madoka Mawaru<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-7313<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occultechnician<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Matty, Kendra, Angel, Allison, Lakresha, Olivia and Suzanne<br><hr><br>“Madoka, please.&nbsp; We are going to be sisters, right?” Madoka never did like formality and certainly not in this moment.&nbsp; “They suit you.”<br><br>“May I?”<br><br>“Of course,” Makoda yielded her chin to Lakresha’s steadying fingertips letting their edges press lightly into the soft skin that was not quite chin and not quite throat.&nbsp; Madoka’s lips parted and a light warm breath greeted Lakresha’s expert hand.&nbsp; She gave her mouth fully to the press of cool paint against her inflamed lips.<br><br>Madoka watched Lakresha’s steady gaze.&nbsp; She was intent on her work, dark eyes reflecting Madoka’s lips.&nbsp; Thick eyelashes shaded those dark eyes and her naked lips pressed ever so lightly when she concentrated.<br><br>“That’s gorgeous…now how does that feel.”<br><br>“Amazing.” The mirror never lifted in her hand.&nbsp; She did not need it, she practically sparkled with energy.&nbsp; Madoka took a moment while Lakresha set down her case of lipstick to look over at Angel and fan herself a bit.&nbsp; Angel stifled a chucked and gave a little nod in agreement.&nbsp; Lakresha was hot, no doubt about it.<br><br>Angel leaned forward to peruse the lipstick and plucked blackcurrant from its pot in the rainbow.&nbsp; Madoka tossed the mirror over to her and she began to decorate her lips in the deep purple so stark and vibrant against her white silken sleepwear.<br><br>“I say we all take a shade.&nbsp; If you take a dare and do it, you get a kiss from the person who gave you the dare.&nbsp; We can see who has the most shades of lipstick at the end of the game?”&nbsp; Angel suggests finishing her lips and setting the little bullet down in front of her.&nbsp; She could think if some interesting things she could do with the phallic container.<br><br>“Oooh, I like that.” Maddy agreed as did Kendra with a nod, both leaning forward to examine the case and make their selections.&nbsp; “So that means Madoka and Angel owe us a kiss and kisser choses where they kiss.” Maddy added as a final stipulation.<br><br>“Since you basically got to kiss Madoka already I think I want her this round.” Kendra said slipping off of the chair to let Matty up.&nbsp; <br><br>"That's fine by me.” Matty agreed and plopped herself onto Angel’s lap.&nbsp; “Hey gorgeous.&nbsp; As much as I love that color on you, I don’t want to make you reapply.&nbsp; Hmm, where to go.?”&nbsp; Matty teased Angel who looked at her with a mix of amusement and interest.<br><br>Kendra however had already made up her mind.&nbsp; “Don’t worry I won’t mess up that wonderful color,” she offered to Lakresha and leaned down to press her lips gently onto Madoka’s cheek leaving the perfect imprint of lips against her skins before bouncing back to her chair and watching Matty lean in and caress Angel’s swanlike neck.&nbsp; She left a light trail of prints as she nuzzled and sucked at the flesh gently.&nbsp; Angel’s eyes half closed and she let out a wonderful little sigh when Matty was done.<br><br>“I think Madoka took you up on your dare.” Angel pointed out mischievously to Lakresha.&nbsp; “Well, Matty, Kendra and Madoka are safe for the rest of the round.&nbsp; So I think Lakresha is next."&nbsp; Angel conveniently left herself out of the mix.&nbsp; "So dare.&nbsp; Let's see."&nbsp; Apparently Truth was never an option for Lakresha according to Angel.&nbsp; "It seems Olivia wants to experiment with sex magic.&nbsp; Use a spell of some kind that will get the both of you all hot and bothered.&nbsp; Seems only fair since we already are.<br><br>Angel could feel the dagger stare Madoka was giving her, but she wasn't about to let her have all of the fun and watching her sisters get turned on was doing wonders for Angel's own arousal.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>02-07-2017, 22:51:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, Lakresha, Suzanne, open<hr><br>Olivia pursed her lips a little. She hadn't missed everyone's reaction to her excitement. It bore a certain similarity to what she had seen in the outside world, which was disappointing. She thought that here, maybe, they would be more understanding of her desire to test, analyze, quantify, and make sense of what it was that made people tick. Especially special people like her... what was the term Madoka used? Yes... sisters. Oh, but how the prospect of being someone's guinea pig turned even the most adventurous souls timid. <br><br>She hid her disappointment by looking through Lakresha's collection, only dimly registering how the rules of the game would work. But she would have agreed anyway. In the meanwhile, there was the question of which shade to choose for herself. Ironically enough, Olivia's penchant for experimentation didn't extend to her own appearance, so she hadn't really paid much attention to which shades of make-up she wore in practically all its forms - she just generally bought whatever was on sale and used what she saved to purchase laboratory supplies. This was the first time, she really gave that much thought to what lipstick might work and what might not. She eventually settled on a shade jauntily named "Rasberry Beret," popping open the cap and applying it liberally before smacking her lips. "All right," she announced, "I believe I am ready."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>06-07-2017, 03:50:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Truth or Dare-ers<hr><br><em>That</em> had escalated quickly.<br><br>Suzanne's fingers lingered over the tea rose stick, caught a little bit by surprise by just how direct Angel's dare to Lakresha had been.&nbsp; There was a brief moment of doubt as to whether or not she wanted to linger here... sure, she'd heard of getting your exploration and experimentation and all that stuff in college when she was younger, but the idea had been mostly just naughty words strung together by teenagers talking over the internet.&nbsp; Here, at Gamma Rho Lambda, though, it was clearly a thing that happened.&nbsp; And Suzanne wasn't sure what she felt about that!&nbsp; She'd never really thought of herself as in to girls.&nbsp; But then again, maybe she'd just not met the right one?&nbsp; Which was possible.&nbsp; Too many of the girls back home were Churchy where Suzanne definitely wasn't.&nbsp; Not anymore, anyway.&nbsp; And sure, she knew about lesbianism, but it had always just been... well, the nice couple down the way who she babysat for every once in a while.<br><br>But she also hadn't seriously thought about dating -anyone- since... then, either.&nbsp; Maybe she was just straight by default?&nbsp; And maybe getting to know girl power meant being willing to get to know girls.<br><br>She picked up the lipstick, popped it open, and after giving it an eyeball to determine where and how exactly it had been used before, painted her lips with a smooth, practiced motion.&nbsp; There was an element of the ceremonial to the ritual.&nbsp; War paint, maybe.&nbsp; Suzanne cracked a smile at that thought and recapped the tube, placing it respectfully among Lakresha's 'gifts,' and scooted back to watch exactly how they decided to get this going again.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>06-07-2017, 06:31:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library after midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Olivia, Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, Suzanne<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black charmeuse slip, black bridal robe, black kitty slippers<br><hr><br>"Hey-" She gave Angel an incredulous smile. "That was hardly a dare. That was just being sociable! Madoka, tel her I didn't dare you to be my friend." She was chickening out. Lakresha was not going to do it. But now everyone was looking at her, and- oh yeah- she had almost been responsible for Angel's death tonight, so Lakresha owed her one. "So the magic I know is older, Voynich manuscript type of stuff. I sort of just dabble in whatever I find interesting." It felt condemning to be admitting this to a room full of witches already firmly set in their arcanas of choice and improvising all new magics. "I know an African fertiity song, a love spell to Eros, and a Vodun lust curse." And she knew at once which one it was going to be.<br><br>"I'm going to need a ring. Gold or plastic or something off your keychain, it doesn't matter, just so long as makes a closed circle." She held out her palm for a donation, and in that moment really felt like a witch. This was going pro. When she had something suitable laid across her palm, Lakresha plucked a single wavy black hair from her head. But, this was just the beginning. She reached out and stole one from Madoka. "Sorry." A frizz from Kendra, a gold thread from Matty. "Little pinch." Daring nails sorted through Allison's hair for a thread, and Angel, that was a challenge, but she'd issued the dare, so Lakresha made her surrender one too. "It's all part of the spell." Suzanne she did not approach from the front. Lakreasha plucked a fine black hair at arm's length from behind, out of fear of catching a slap. "Yoink."<br><br>Tying each one together in a chain through the ring was intricate work. Lakresha needed to start again each time she lost track of her threads. But when it was done, it was already looking like the focus of a hex. "Wrapped in silk," she remembered, and unfurled the sash from her robe. It criss-crossed over the ring like a wrapped present. When the bundle was hidden, she donned the vanishingly thin string around her neck and tucked the black-wrapped ring down into her charmeuse, between her breasts. Now came the waiting.<br><br>Lakresha sat for a moment fingers laced and counting silently before explaining what any of that had been about. "This is adapted from <em>La Petit Albert, </em> an Enlightenment grimoire. It's an interesting text because it was written in the style of the scientific journals of the time with reproducable methods. Compare that to occultism, which is often so vague- oh! It's done." Lakresha retrieved the ring, warmed by her heart. Unwrapped it from silk, broke and discarded the strand of hairs.<br><br>"I thought you might like something with roots in the dawn of science," she said, kneeling before Olivia with the ring. "Ms. Solomon, are you prepared to conduct some three hundred year old science with me? Give me your hand." For a moment she paused on the threshold of mounting a sweet finger with the Vodun curse. "If it works, everyone who surrendered a hair is going to be overcome with lust for you." Without warning, it was on. Perhaps Lakresha had no confidence anything would actually happen. Instead, something did.<br><br>It was in her eyes as she knelt there at Olivia's knees. The alchemist had something that she needed in order to go on living. "I think it's working." This wasn't girlish Ouija myth-weaving, but the sinking dread that maybe, in order to impress these girls, she'd just unleashed something she oughtn't. "Olivia." Her radio voice was laser focused, made all the more buttery by ony having eyes for her new sex goddess. For the next, oh, seven minutes, at least. "You're driving me completely crazy with that raspberry beret."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-07-2017, 03:07:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dd/Olivia_solomon.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra, Allie, Lakresha, Suzanne, open<hr><br>Olivia watched as Lakresha grabbed a ring and a hair from everyone around the circle - except her. She didn't quite understand why she was left out, until the girl explained. "Ah, so this is from an ancient alchemical text. Quite interesting from a historical point of view. Of course, like everything else, the science of alchemy has built over time and much has changed. It will be interesting to see how it currently holds up." That being said, she held out her hand at the request, curiosity getting the better of common sense - as per usual. It was only then, of course that Lakresha had mentioned the <em>effects</em> of the spell. And by then, it was too late.<br><br>So it was doubly curious that the spell's caster had shifted the conversation to lipstick shades, Olivia having not quite picked up on the intensity of Lakresha's stare. "Oh, this? It seemed like an interesting color so I thought I might experiment. So your spell? You believe you can detect some positive results? Please do elaborate." She pulled out a pad and pen from her robe. She hadn't <em>expected</em> to be able to collect data from an experiment this evening, but it didn't mean that she wasn't prepared to do so.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>09-07-2017, 07:40:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Truth or Dare-ers<hr><br>"Ow!"<br><br>Suzanne patted her head where Lakresha's fingers had been, shooting a look at the other girl that ended up more of a resigned, self-deprecatory roll of her eyes.&nbsp; She knew enough of the basics from her own Practice to have an idea as to what was going on, though; hair and nail clippings were some of the most common, easily-collected sympathetic links in human-developed practices.&nbsp; They weren't always useful for the Highest Arts, but the Highest Arts usually required something a bit more... intimate, as far as links went.<br><br>Notably, despite having a good idea as to what was likely to happen, Suzanne made no motion to stop her.&nbsp; Her attention was on the methodical invocations and symbols, piecing together the relevant parts of the spell from her own experience... and her eyes widened when she saw that it wasn't Lakresha herself who she was planning to put the ring on, but Olivi... hooooooo.<br><br>Hoo.<br><br>How had she been so focused on the scavenger hunt that she hadn't noticed the girl she'd been adventuring with?<br><br>Distantly, some part of Suzanne recognized the strangeness of this new thought, but that strangeness seemed so... irrelevant right now.&nbsp; Every part of her had gone very warm very quickly, the kind of warmth she was not accustomed to feeling without a pillow in her bedroom at night.&nbsp; That on its own was enough to make her quite content with this new state of mind, but she also had a direction for this warmth, and it was sitting right next to her.&nbsp; Only half-way cognitively aware of what she was doing, Suzanne scooted closer to Olivia, reaching out with one hand, running her fingers up the small of Olivia's back, savoring the sense of fabric beneath her fingers and the warmth just below.&nbsp; Was it right to touch a girl like this?&nbsp; She'd find out.&nbsp; Her fingers glided upwards, lingering with nails at the nape of Olivia's neck, adoringly tracing an abstract sort of pattern...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>09-07-2017, 15:42:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Library after midnight</strong><br><strong>Tag:&nbsp; <strong>Olivia,</strong> Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra Lakriesha&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie watched as Lakreisha went to each girl and plucked a hair from their heads.&nbsp; When she finally got to Allie an impish grin crossed the Azure eyed girl's face."This is going to be exciting!" <br><br>&nbsp;Allie stated to wring her hands with anticipation only to stop and grab a tube of lip stick.&nbsp; It was a bright shade of pink that would match the streak in her hair.&nbsp; Allie reached for the mirror that no doubt came with the kit and began to apply the lip stick as she watched from the corner of her eye what was going to happen with&nbsp; the spell.&nbsp; Her curiosity and excitement were obvious by how her eyes lit up. When Allie finished applying an even modest coat of the lip stick she began to fidget and became transfixed as the alluring Scholar weaved the hair around the ring and worked the spell.<br><br>&nbsp;When&nbsp; the spell was completed Allie scooted her self over to the side of Olivia and rested her head gently on the other girl's shoulder.&nbsp; Allie's eyes glazed over a bit like she was day dreaming.&nbsp; She sat on her feet with ankles crossed in a kneeling position and her thighs spread just enough to allow someone access if they decided to reach down between them.&nbsp; She crossed her wrists behind her back and seemingly struggled in languid manner like she was testing the feeling of being restrained but not really trying to escape her imaginary bonds.&nbsp; That would be obvious to anyone that understood the motions she was making.&nbsp; Though to the casual observer the actions would seem non nonsensical given the nature of the spell and might cast doubt if the eccentric empath was affected or just being a weirdo. She licked at her lips a bit as her daydream seemed to continue and then she raised her head a little to nibble on Olivia's ear.&nbsp; Alllie whispered, but not not low enough that the gathered group could not easily catch her words.&nbsp; "Touch me.&nbsp; Explore me Olivia.&nbsp; I can't stop you!" she let out what sounded like a mix of a contented sigh and a moan all rolled into one and then went back to resting her head against her shoulder and languidly testing the imaginary restraints that held her.<br><br>&nbsp;Those who caught what she said could see she was in full grasp of the spell, albiet her eccentric way of showing her desire for the&nbsp; intended target of everyone's desires.&nbsp; Allie bore no fear in her&nbsp; dream like state a bit of nervousness was evident in her eyes but she was still enjoying herself.&nbsp; Her thoughts&nbsp; where a different story though.&nbsp; <em>Oh my god I can't believe I am&nbsp; showing the little bondage freak that I am so soon.&nbsp; Will they reject me or will I be&nbsp; accepted?</em>&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;Allie bit her lip a bit as she shuddered and the mix of nervousness and desire grew in her eyes. The struggling became&nbsp; a bit more energetic but not wildly so.&nbsp; It caused her soft flesh and the soft fabric of her pajama pants to brush up against Olivia's own leg.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>09-07-2017, 19:28:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Angel Bishop<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library Group<br><hr><br>"Ow…Bitch." Angel reached up to touch the painful spot that Lakresha had just yanked a strand of hair from.&nbsp; She wasn’t angry as just had a bit of a mouth on her.&nbsp; Still she watched with interest as Lakresha nuzzled her tiny wad of hair against her bosom.<br><br>Angel was just about to wonder out loud if the spell was working when she felt this sudden draw towards Olivia.&nbsp; It was like that ratty bath robe, fuzzy slippers and night gown were the hottest negligée she had ever scene.&nbsp; Her mind was not so much overridden as enhanced. Olivia was already attractive, not necessarily Angel’s type, but Angel was the kind of girl that didn’t leave new experiences un-experienced.&nbsp; So she slipped off of her spot on the couch and knelt behind Lakresha.&nbsp; She reached around the focused DJ letting her fingers side along Olivia’s pale knee and up her thigh.&nbsp; Rainbow hued nails scrapped lightly along the muscle she found threading its way under the nightshirt that irritatingly hid what the girls so desperately sought.&nbsp; The farther her fingers traveled the closer she pressed against Lakresha’s back her modest breasts pressing through the thin fabric or her and Lakresha’s silken gowns<br><br>Angel’s fingers withdrew until they were back on Olivia’s knee and applying the slightest pressure to each gently opening them and forcing Olivia’s nightgown to retreat higher and higher along her thighs, revealing to the two kneeling before her the last strip of lacey fabric clinging tightly enough to her that the hint of womanly folds pressed achingly against it waiting for release.&nbsp; Unable to reach Olivia with her lips, Angel pulled aside onyx waves to mark Lakresha’s neck electric blue while her eyes traveled along Zinc, Carbon and Argon, over Silicon and Platinum that lifted and fell with excitement.&nbsp; Angel’s eye were alight with noble gases and transition metals when they met Olivia’s her want and intent clear.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>09-07-2017, 20:33:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7b/Wchairavi.png) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Madoka Mawaru<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS103-7313<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occultechnician<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library Group<br><hr><br>The wave of desire for Olivia was just that to Madoka, a wave.&nbsp; It crested and washed over her, but withdrew just as quickly.&nbsp; Perhaps it was the last bit of thread she had with Kendra or that her desire was already heightened in the extreme, or maybe it was just one to many people tied to the charm, for whatever reason Madoka was not irrationally drawn to Olivia as the other girls were.&nbsp; That did not mean that the sight of the others drawing closer the lovely scientist, touching her in intimate and familiar ways wasn’t exciting.&nbsp; <br><br>Perhaps it was for the best.&nbsp; Madoka’s wheelchair energy bands allowed for better movement and a wonderful way for exercise her unfeeling legs, they were not the greatest for fine motor coordination and the pile of girls forming around Olivia would have been difficult for Madoka to participate in.&nbsp; <br><br>“Very nice.” Matty and Kendra did not appear to be effected by the spell at all, but it was obvious that then had noticed the casting. As the other girls moved to surround Olivia the heavy petting continued between the two lovers.&nbsp; Fingers familiar to each other tingled secret nerves and special places only lovers knew to tease each other.&nbsp; Through the light taunting kissed Matty gave a nod in Madoka’s direction.&nbsp; Some form of communication flittered between the two and they uncoiled their entwinned limbs to join Madoka on the couch.&nbsp; Kendra sat on the couch arm and gentle caressed Madoka’s cheek giving her a bit of a shock.<br><br>“Um, you don’t have too…”<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4f/Matty2.jpg)(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e7/Kendranew.jpg)</div>“We want to,” Kendra spoke softly letting her fingers explore down Madoka’s neck to her breasts cupping one gently.&nbsp; Madoka’s breasts were larger than what was stereotypical for a Japanese girl, it hinted of mixed blood somewhere in the past, they were round and sensitive as if making up for the lack of feeling in Madoka’s legs.<br><br>Matty lifted one of Madoka’s legs onto her lap opening them to her.&nbsp; She did not bother trying to fire nerves that did not register and let her fingers play under the camisoles and along the waistband of Madoka’s cotton shorts until she was able to slip her hand under them to find the warm, wet pussy that awaited her.&nbsp; <br><br>“Ahh.”&nbsp; Another surprised gasp escaped Madoka’s lips as fingers found purchase in the folds of her vagina.&nbsp; <br><br>“Let’s enjoy the show.”&nbsp; Kendra suggested not blocking Madoka’s view of the other girls as her hands pulled the light fabric on Madoka’s torso away from Matty’s hand that began to slide along fold and button in a very slowly building rhythm.&nbsp; Kendra felt a hand touch her thigh, looking for a place to stabilize and questioningly explore.&nbsp; Kendra’s grey shorts were loose and easily accessible.<br><br>“Touch me,” Kendra encouraged.&nbsp; “Connecting with you was wonderful.&nbsp; I want you too.”&nbsp; The questioning hand slipped under the grey shorts and Kendra moaned lightly with pleasure.&nbsp; Madoka’s relatively inexperienced fingers probed as well as she could amid the fabric.<br><br>“Oooo..umm…wait..ugn.” Kendra wanted to be free of her shorts, to let Madoka have free reign to touch her and she pulled away for a moment to strip free of her shorts before mounting the couch arm and giving Madoka freedom to explore her however she wanted.&nbsp; Small fingers probed the dark folds of Kendra’s pussy, eventually finding the sensitive nub to stoke it in time with how Matty was stroking Madoka.&nbsp; <br><br>Madoka could not believe what was happening, she watched with rising arousal at what was happening directly across the room from her while two beautiful women began to masturbate with her.&nbsp; Her fingers continued to work Kendra in time with Matty’s fingers inside of her.&nbsp; Kendra was not idle either continuing to cup and squeeze and pull at Madoka’s wonderful breasts.&nbsp; Not to be outdone Matty’s free hand slipped under her own tight fitting shorts and began to stroke herself and Madoka,&nbsp; Very soon her shorts and Madoka’s would be tossed aside for the freedom it provided.&nbsp; Three sets of legs splayed wide towards the cluster of women surrounding Olivia, fingers working in, along and over in a glorious symphony of gasping and moaning.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>16-07-2017, 01:49:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library after midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library group, Olivia, Angel<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black charmeuse slip, black bridal robe, black kitty slippers<br><hr><br>Positive results? "Yes. A fog's been cleared from my mind." Lashes fluttered, lips agape, it felt like Angel was guiding her down into a course of action she'd already set for herself. Just once, she glanced back over her shoulder, but her head bowed to let it happen. "I can't take one more night without feeling your hood on my lips."<br><br>She nipped the cloth and tugged. Something compelled her to keep her hands flat on the library floor and to unburden Olivia of her intimates solely by the faded diva lipstick of the day before. Stranger yet, she needed to share with all Olivia's paramours, but most immediately with Angel. No help went amiss nibbling Olivia out of her bloomers, even if it was becoming awful crowded. "Mh." Fabric stole from skin with dozens of little kisses, until her whole back could sip between woman and garment, and right at the peak, she licked the way she'd learned how to masturbate, in a tight strumming fan, frantic with the bottled frustration of a house shared by nosy sisters, not at all shy with the pressure in a way that would shock her coming from any stranger.<br><br>Something about roaming her wet lips, full as her mother's and limber from radio enunciation, satisfied this deep need. The sounds she'd already uttered could not be taken back, and the sight of her down on all fours would be something Ms. Price could not live down. Her panting, heavy-eyed hunger most especially could not be hidden from Angel, among the closest of her new friends. Did she want a taste, too? Lakresha made room for her, cheek to cheek.<br><br>It couldn't be said that Olivia was not her type, either. The fascinating people she professed to dig were just years of compromise and distillation from the sharp mathematical minds she'd tottered after in school. Now she was supposed to be much too cool for a nerd who wore the periodic table to bed, only she wasn't. This was her first, best twat, and she was glad it could be with Olivia.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-07-2017, 06:47:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Olivia_sexy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Lakresha, Angel, Allison, Suzanne, Library Group, open<hr><br>Olivia was suddenly confronted with the realization that she wasn't going be an effective dispassionate observer in this case. Mostly because her body was being attacked from three different quarters by four different women. Suzanne was behind her doing things with her neck that was already giving her the shivers. Allison had her head perched on Olivia's shoulders struggling against some kind of imaginary restraints and inviting her to experiment as she pleased. Angel was busy hitching up her nightgown to the point where the noble gases were passing over the white cotton panties below (and wasn't that an irony - unreactive gases traversing over a region that was anything but inert, and increasingly marked by liquid.) And once the nightgown was high enough, Angel and Lakresha focused on removing that last white band; kissing, tugging, and nibbling them down in a manner that made Olivia wonder if they intended to maneuver their mouths over it to the prize or just chew right through.<br><br>The scientist was also learning that though she may not have been affected by the magic obviously influencing the four women around her and the three beyond who seemed content to exercise their augmented libido amongst themselves, there were other powerful aphrodisiacs at play - namely the physical and emotional consequences of being intensely desired by four attractive women. Because although she wasn't quite sure how to go about this, being inexperienced with any woman in the singular, let alone women in the plural, her body was more than willing to give her a few ideas, which amounted to dropping the pen and paper she was so recently intent on writing notes with, moaning and cooing, making pleas to a God which she claimed not to believe in under normal circumstances, and squirming about in a fashion conducive to completing the already half-accomplished task of getting out of her nightclothes.<br><br>By now with Angela and Lakresha orally exploring the region between her thighs had brought Olviia's knees to a level of instability that required her to move to a seated position, lying prone probably coming in the near future. Her lower half thus occupied, she made clumsy attempts with the upper half, mostly arms and hands, to guide Allison and Suzanne down with her, though what little left of her brain disposed to cold analytical thinking had pretty much concluded that they would probably follow without too much encouragement. As her own sexual excitation increased with each stroke of a tongue down below, she moved to engage in the exploration that Allison had invited, one trembling hand doing its best to fumble its way under her t-shirt lurching its way up to find the soft flesh of her breasts and to experience their contours before taking the left nipple between thumb and forefinger and working to gently massage. In the meanwhile, somehow she managed to tip her neck back a bit to make eye contact with Suzanne, desire as clearly visible in her eyes as it was in any of the others' in the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>18-07-2017, 03:53:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Library after midnight</strong><br><strong>Tag:&nbsp; <strong>Olivia,</strong> Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra Lakriesha&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr><br>Allie followed&nbsp; the&nbsp; gentle guiding arm and laid on her side and kept her wrists crossed and her ankles crossed like s he is tied up. She moaned and squirmed helplessly as she&nbsp; had her breast and nipple played with. She gasped and leaned into&nbsp; the&nbsp; touch of Olivia.<br><br>&nbsp;"Yes more Olivia give me more." She gave a languid grin as she&nbsp; continued to let Olivia explore her body. Struggling against restraints not really there and her breathing increases and her blue eyes were full of passion and desire brought&nbsp; by the spell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Crash</strong> on <strong>07-08-2017, 00:18:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/BlackFenrir.jpg) </div><strong>Name: </strong>Angel Bishop<br><strong>Student ID: </strong> OS104-0110<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 19 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library Group<br><hr><br>Angel kissed hungrily at Olivia's pale flesh working her way along the muscle of her inner thigh, her ears filled with the sounds of sex ringing about the room.&nbsp; Moans and whimpers were lovely, but the was the drag of a rough tough along savory folds and the "splish, splish" of slick fingers strumming a wet clit that stroked a primal cord in Angel.&nbsp; <br><br>She joined Lakresha between Olivia's thighs, the downy hair of her cheek brushing the sorcerous DJ briefly before their tongues met along Olivia's hood.&nbsp; Angel dipped and darted where Lakresha was not, swiping a long drag along on lip, then suckling the swollen bud of her sex while Lakresha plumbed lower.&nbsp; Between them no part of Olivia was left unattended for very long.<br><br>Accidents did happen in their eagerness to please their lovely scientists sister as she squirming grew.&nbsp; Tongue grazed tongue supping on such a delightfully small space more often than not.&nbsp; Angel's sex slippery lips captured LaKresha's in their eagerness to taste Olivia in a new way, plunging her tongue deeply to wrestler Olivia's wanton enjoyment from her, but those accidental delights were brief.&nbsp; Olivia was the pizza.&nbsp; A pearl waited to reward the lovely divers if they were dedicated enough and they showed no intention of coming up for air.&nbsp; Drowning happily in Olivia's depths.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dhi</strong> on <strong>24-08-2017, 10:12:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3c/Ririfinal1_by_vactuart-d9pkdvm.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Lakresha Price<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS843-0710<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>19/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Occult Historian<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library after midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Library group, Olivia, Angel<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black charmeuse slip, black bridal robe, black kitty slippers<br><hr><br>The part of her that wanted this grew. It had been tamped down and trapped in the realm of impossibility, but a spirit had been conjured and now it was flooding out all over Olivia. She was so soft and supple, Lakresha could feel the tongue joining hers side by side. So hot and claustrophobic between anxious thighs, willing Angel to compete with her for Olivia's pleasure, forced the breath to rush from her mouth. No hiding how much she'd salivated to run the point of her tongue down bravely bared petals and back up Angel's shared space. Lips met, and wanted to stick together. Her dark diva lipstick reactivated under the shine of spit. Where she kissed, she claimed. Here, this lovely labia nursed with the softest of tugs, was hers. She sensed Angel smear that mark as soon as she moved away to kiss perineum, thigh, mound, hood. Each black cherry mark, a signature.<br><br>"Aum." Blindly she found Angel's anticipating mouth, licked an edge to goad her into chasing. A small pink hood even fully plumped to a thumb-point was too small a space for twirling tongues to share. It was swirl of muscle, pressing, circling, chasing for space. When she was licking Olivia's flesh and when Angel's tongue became deliciously blurred, sent her slip-tickled hips swaying. Laughing at the way breath and tongue over tongue teased her plump and willing mouth. This was nice, eating pussy with her sorority sisters. And while her untrained mouth couldn't articulate to push back the pert, springy hood on her own, she could with Angel's help. So firm, so smooth, the unprotected treasure. Now Lakresha's hands came up and found Olivia's knee and hip. She anticipated this was not something Olivia would so politely endure.<br><br>Claiming the tiny bud with the mark of her lipstick meant feeling for it with the wet press of her tongue, pushing Angel off the peak with a squirmy push turned flick. Flick, flick, soft and sweet. Hot lips closed over both and sucked. When the bud was hers alone, she kissed an off-center tag whose oily paint would linger on tiny tender pores for hours of tingling foreign touch and heat. So many strings of spit followed her smeared mouth back for space to pant. Her chin glistened. In the space of a breath, a bubble of her drool and Olivia's taste burst wet across a rosy thigh, delicate but certain to be felt. "Hey, Olivia. You're so adorable when you shiver. I want you to look me in the eyes when you cum, okay?"<br><br>With a muffled moan her tongue returned to play, but Lakresha's smoky eyes were all business.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>25-08-2017, 06:45:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Olivia_sexy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Lakresha, Angel, Allison, Suzanne, Library Group, open<hr><br>It seemed like every pore on Olivia's body was screaming for succor. It was relentless enough when Lakresha and Angel were working independently between her thighs. When they came together, it was sheer bliss, causing the scientist to emit ecstatic and yet almost pitiful cries and they drove her further and deeper into libidinal madness. It was all she could do to nod assent at the radio personality's request, belabored breathing and cries of pleasure making oral confirmation a herculean task at best.<br><br>The blonde's hands in turn fluttered from within the confines of Allie's shirt. Olivia was by now far removed from the capability of a reasoned approach at this point, so she was reduced to clumsily yet endearingly pawing at the girl's chest as she attempted to gain any purchase and offer herself as a giver as well as receiver of pleasure. The laws of physics themselves conspired to bring the T-shirt up to the point where a bit of frenzied activity could bring it up over her head. And as it was around her hands, Olivia, apparently more sensitive to others' emotional states and desires when in the full flush of passion than in her usual controlled state, managed to wrap the shirt in a knot around Ally's wrists. It wouldn't earn her any scout badges, but hopefully it sufficed to answer the brunette's telegraphed predilections for being bound.<br><br>Not that it mattered as even before she was done, Olivia moved her head down with alacrity, exploring with her lips the very breasts that her hands had fumbled about recently before. And tongue soon followed lips - kissing, licking, sucking, tasting, giving in to the desires that were being fueled so inexorably by the four women attending her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cessali</strong> on <strong>08-09-2017, 06:34:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVC11AV.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Suzanne Wilder<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS598-7117<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Sorcery 101<br><strong>Location:</strong> Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Lakresha, Angel, Allison, Olivia, Library Group, open<hr><br>Suzanne was content to have Olivia from behind.&nbsp; She was still flush with that vibrant curiosity; much as she was inclined to dive right on in, there were two simple facts keeping her from going straight in for the 'kill': one, there were other people already there (and it seemed rude to try and force her way in there!), and two, she barely knew what she was doing!&nbsp; She hadn't... exactly been the kind of person who was popular with the boys back home, or with the girls back home, or with anyone; the people she'd grown up with saw something in her and avoided her, especially after her brother had gone missing.&nbsp; This kind of thing, -participating- in this kind of thing, was novel.<br><br>She watched, rapt, as everyone paid the most important person in the room their most important attentions.&nbsp; Her own fingers continued tracing an up-and-down pattern along Olivia's spine; she leaned in every once in a while, her guts wanting to do something but her mind tangling it all up.&nbsp; But everyone was enjoying themselves, and honestly, this was a learning experience.&nbsp; She'd watch.&nbsp; She'd probably do this herself to one of them before her term was out, or have this done to her.&nbsp; Honestly, right now it just mattered that Olivia was feeling good, and everything else followed from there.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marie Reynolds</strong> on <strong>16-09-2017, 20:10:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.cruzine.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/017-anime-portraits-carlos-eduardo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Allison "Allie" Sullivan </strong><br><strong>Student ID: OS114-Y303 </strong><br><strong>Age/Year:19.Freshman </strong><br><strong>Area of Study: New Type</strong><br><strong>Location: Library after midnight</strong><br><strong>Tag:&nbsp; <strong>Olivia,</strong> Madoka, Angel, Matty, Kendra Lakriesha&nbsp; and open</strong><br><hr>Allie grinned and tested the bonds playfully and finally while doing that she squirmed closer to&nbsp; Olivia and began to nibble gently at her neck. All the while testing her bound and her fluttering fingers would occasionally brush up against Olivia's bare flesh. Just like the others&nbsp; Allie was lost in the spell&nbsp; not even time mattered to her or who watched her act out&nbsp; the actions she suddenly desired. her skin was flush from all the excitement.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Miskatonic University - Sorority of Magic - Gamma Rho Lambda House (IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>22-09-2017, 02:13:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Olivia_sexy.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Olivia Solomon<br><strong>Student ID: </strong>OS-148-0537<br><strong>Age/Year: </strong> 18/Freshman<br><strong>Area of Study:</strong> Alchemy<br><strong>Location:</strong>&nbsp; Library After Midnight<br><strong>Tag:</strong>&nbsp; Lakresha, Angel, Allison, Suzanne, Library Group, open<hr><br>With the active ministrations of two beautiful women betwixt her thighs and the more passive attentions of two others from above, the final result was predictable and not all that long in coming. Somehow in her desperate state of arousal, Olivia remembered her silent promise, pulling reluctantly away from Allie's sweet fragrant skin. After positioning herself as best she could, a difficult task given the ecstasy overcoming her and the speed of the oncoming climax, she tugged Lakresha upwards, slightly sorry to lose the pleasures of one tongue but comforted with the all too sensual joys of the other that remained. She had barely enough time - no sooner had she locked eyes with the deep brown orbs across from her than she exploded, fire from her nether regions singing Hallelujah outward to the point where the chemist would swear she could feel it in her toes. She announced climax with a series of animal cries, pupils dilating and hands gripping whatever was available for purchase. <br><br>And, the symphony now complete, she collapsed to her knees again, depleted yet filled, gasping for breath, flailing for equilibrium. All around her the spell broke, but for Olivia herself, the memory of what had just happened would not fade. For now she could not speak - but she silently acknowledged that Lakresha fulfilled her dare and then some, planting a Raspberry Beret shaded impression of her lips deep on her fellow student's cheek.
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