Inferno Academy

[Frisk E. Coyote]

OOC: I think it's just very off-putting that the characters just went off and did their own things instead of waiting for the others to gather and for teachers to tell them which rooms they'll go in. One just went off somewhere and evaded a teacher. Another just cast a spell that affected a large number of demons.

Some of the guidelines here http://www.digiartistsdomain.org/phpboard/showthread.php?tid=5162&pid=381343#pid381343 have been violated, and they're only there to ensure equal fun for everyone.

The GM's posted rules did say that students allowed to misuse their powers. Also... do try not to do things that leave other players behind so fast, and when you make a post, wait for someone to react to them before posting again. It would also help to consider that some people can't absolutely post every day, and if they find out that they'll disappear for an extended period of time, they usually leave a note so their character will be considered static.

Keep it fun for everyone, guys! ^ ^

IC:

A single step echoed through the halls, traveling through the Academy's interiors, above the screaming, above the sound of blazing flames, and the fires are snuffed out forcefully by an even more intense magic. Revann lowers his hands from his ears and looks up as the pain from that weird spell disappeared almost instantaneously. He looked around, and the sorting resumed as if nothing had happened.

[Hall Outside]

M's silhouette fades into view directly behind Forkadus, a single step shattering the symbols the fire demon had set up all over the place the same way it would shatter glass. The teacher's cigarette ember burns brightly before he exhales a plume of smoke, shaking his head slowly as he kept his hands in his pockets.

"My my..." He drawled coldly, his perpetual evil grin and gleaming glasses the only things visible in the darkness. The walls around the hall glow with demonic scriptures as he spoke; an area of effect spell that prevented demons from running away through natural or magical means. "Are we having disciplinary issues on the very first day of school?" The teacher asks, and the intense pressure of killing intent squeezes around the fire demon.

[Outside Vincent's Room]

Revann sighed as he knocked on the door of the room he was sent to. He was to share it with a fallen angel named Vincent, and with a title like Fallen Angel of Bleeding Wings, he just hoped his roommate didn't mind weaklings like him. Or at least, didn't like the taste.