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Rules:

No killing other characters, you can kill students though that nobody has created.

No cursing please, it makes me feel uncomfortable.

You can hate the characters, not the writers

I will post if you need to take a test, you can come up with the test however.

Writing in all caps is allowed, just don't write in it consistantly.

There is no all-powerful dragons

Plot:

You are carried out of your bed at night, and you are an orphan. You are younger than 19. You wake up in a school where you recieve a dragon egg that you must bond with by taking care of the egg. Once it hatches you must take care of it, but there are classes for that. Once it is grown, you can choose your path:

Going into battle (you take battle classes)

Veterneary for dragons (health classes)

Flying battle (you learn how to ride your dragon)

Quest (you don't know what will come...so you take all the classes)

I will post an example starting post!

Onyx Hunter:

My heart beated as I woke up in the strange room. I was in bed, but not my bed. It was a beatiful bed, with a velvet plush backboard and heavy silk blankets. The room was full of supplies, some normal school supplies, like pencils, some random, like a rag in a basket, and some confusing, like the large saddle with gold trim. The room itself was beatiful, with a dresser that had gold trim, a glowing lamp with gold trim, a pretty wooden desk with gold trim...really lots of gold trim. I was confused as I tried to remeber a reason I would be in the room, but I could'nt think of one. I opened the door a crack, seeing if I was still in the orphanage. I wasn't. Just then, a bubbly girl came up to my door and knocked. I jumped, and quickly sat on the chair, pretending I knew what was going on. "Come in." I said with a raspy voice. She opened the door and stepped in. Now that I saw her, I noticed what she was wearing. A uniform. Was this some kind of boarding school? Did the orphanage people send me away?

"Hi! I'm Samantha Hart, and I'm here to bring you to the headmaster!" She squealed, jumping up and down. "What's your name? How old are you?"

"I'm Onyx Hunter and I'm 15. Should I go now?" I asked, obivosly confused. Samantha shook her head and let out a sigh.

"No...your uniform is in your wardrobe. Get changed and then follow me." Samatha said, then stepped out of the room. I opened the wardrobe to find many uniforms, but all of them were the same. I put mine on, which strangely, fit perfectly. I then stepped outside to find Samantha waiting for me. "Come on, let's go!" She squealed, gesturing for me to follow. I sighed, wondering what would happen next.

This was a mistake; please ignore this one post!

CRASH! I fell to the ground, I was running from a wizard, one that could magically appear in your room while you were doing homework. I ran out of my room and into the bathroom, I turned on the water because I thought I read somewhere that wizards couldn't be in water. WAIT! Or was that a witch?! I didn't care, I opened the cabinet where they usually stored towels. They usually refilled it every two days, and to my desperately needed help they hadn't filled it up yet. I flung myself into the closet quickly shut the doors and leaned back into a pit. I FELL INTO A PIT!! Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention that behind the closets towels there wa another world and every time you saw a WIzard you had to go. Usually, when you see a Wizard, their old and wrinkley, but this one was around my age. Short black hair, blue eyes, probably 6'9 in tall with a dreamy face. Annie! Stop gooning about him, e's just another wizard at the Academy, you probably won't get to see him ever again anyways. When a Wizard comes to collect you back to the Academy, you most likely won't see him ever again. Oh, MY, Heavens! I forgot to introduce myself. Annie! Hi I'm Annabella Hart, (Annie for short) I'm 17 years old and go to Wales Bridge Highschool. You'll most likely won't find me in these situations, but theres always a first! Thump! Annie hit the ground. She stood up and brushed her pants off, today she was wearing a short-sleeve shirt and Wide black pants, with her hair up in a wavy Auburn ponytail. Maybe today I would get to see a realife knight too! If I've seen a knight and a Wizard, then I declare that I've seen it all.

Onyx Hunter:

Samantha ran along the school, waving squealing at everyone she saw. She came to an immediate stop when another girl, dressed in a red silk uniform (they have those?!) stopped Samantha in her path. "Ah, another recruit I see." She said, pointing to me.

"Yes Ally, another." Samantha said, standing up and nodding. Ally tutted her tongue as she walked over to me.

"No, no, no, this will not do." Ally tutted. I was confused. What would not do? Was it me? I realized that it was me once Ally started poking and prodding, eventually pulling up my sleeve and seeing one of my many scars. That was enjoyable, since she then screamed. Ally then nodded at Samantha, and brought me to what looked like a beauty salon.

"Ah, yes. Now lets figure out what you are." Ally said, sighing and fiddling with my hair. She explained to me what she was doing, "I am figuring out your style. Everyone has one here. Lets see, we can rule out anything girly." Ally walked away, picked up some brushes, and started staring at me. I guess I can't do anything girly, considering my haircut: It's cut short like a boy's, with a tough-looking side-part. Hey, that's it! My style is tough!

"My style is tough!" I yelled out. Ally burst into a smile, and then told me to change into her spare uniform, and take a shower. I did this, and when I came back, I saw that she had took my unform, cut off the sleeves (making it a tang-top) and then added fringe to it. She also added snake skin to the front pockets (inside and out), and spattered red paint over everything. It looked awesome. Once I changed into it, she took my hair and freshly combed it.

"Ally, what is your style?" I asked. Ally smiled, took her long hood (also red silk) and put it over her head. It draped over her eyes, and she kind of looked like someone from "Star Wars." The silk was kind of...blood red. So was her long nails, lip stick, and the tips of her hair.

"Fabulously mysterious," Ally said with a smile. She then brought me out of the beauty salon. Samantha was waiting for me, and she squealed when she saw me.

"You look awesome!" She yelled. I then realized her style: bubbly girly-like. Samantha smiled, gestured for me to come once again, and said, "Come on, there is one more stop we have to make."