Psittacosis?
Spelled that wrong for sure ;-;
I think they thought it was Avian spelled wrong.
It's an exclusive species :D
Along with Wind-Warriors, Prodigies, etc. that are all from my nonexistent creativity!
Yea, well Avian is basically a bird so I had no idea what to name it lol
So am I, but that's not the most active person.

Ahhh Ive made two of those imaginary worlds xD Sue me if I cant remember everything about them

Aaand I've got all this:

- Qatoria (Valencia Academy, the kids with the abilities, and the ones without) - This is Akio's
- Serenus (the utopia caught in the middle of a war and a disease, kinda sci-fi)
- Aurelia/Argyros (Silver and Gold, the nations that are in the Great War mentioned above)
- Aidana (the corrupted futuristic city where people with abilities are executed out of fear... or kept for something else... closely related to Qatoria)
- Continent I Haven't Named Yet (The last of an intelligent species on a journey to stop the ones who have killed the others of her species and will hunt all the other species to extinction)
- Other Continent I Haven't Named Yet (The Concepts, Mythicals and humans live together, but something is causing strife between them) - This is Jay's
- Other Other Continent I Should Probably Get to Name, or maybe it should be part of Aidana IDK (The elementals live in a place meant to hide them from others who would do bad things but one day they are forced into the open and among people who want to perform experiments on them)
- Candela (Don't really have an idea for this, a magical library or airport or I dunno of sorts where peeps who work their have to stop people who want to bring the whole thing down, yes it involves candles xD)

Yeaaa
So I gtg

Bai see ya late :3

So, uh, you wanna start?
I'll add an antagonist in awhile

I had chruch group sorry, didnt know I'd be so late but yeah do want to start or? Im totes fine with starting but I figured id give you a choice

Idc really, you can start.

[Alright, fancy magical boarding school got it. I'm thinking a mansion-esk building in the mountains. Made of dark wood and halls carpeted with red. ]

I hunched over into my black robes as best I could [harry-potteresk robes, not bathrobes xD]. I probably looked like a creep but I didn't particularly care either. My rich aunt only sent me here cause' she didn't want to have to deal with me, apparently she couldn't afford another wrinkle to add to her already impressive collection.

Right next to the liver spots.

Goddammit it was ******ing freezing.

[hope you dont mind my cussing >w> Reuvans just that guy]

(Nice xD Can ya make sure you say who you're playing if you wanna do first person? I don't care about language since it's a prp)

Jay dreaded that terrible moment when his alarm clock rang. Even more so because Akio, his roommate, had somehow managed to change the ringtone to him saying beep beep in the most obnoxious voice ever, and he had no idea how to fix it.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty - or should I say, Sleeping Birdy?" Akio singsonged, followed by sound of what was probably him jumping up and down on his bed.

"Shut up," grumbled Jay, flailing around on the dresser in an attempt to turn off the alarm clock without looking, and managing to knock several textbooks onto the floor in the process with a tremendous crash. Great. The people downstairs were going to kill him. If Akio's constant... Akio-ing didn't kill him first. The moment he found the clock and smacked the snooze button, he threw it in the general direction of Akio's voice.

"Missed!" said Akio gleefully.

Jay groaned. This was going to be a long week.

Little did he know it would get even worse.

[wow :0 foreshadowing much? . And yike sorry I forgot I was doing two! xD That was Reuvan, I think i'll stick to Reuvans pov. Ill state if I change it when I do]

I looked over at Zen, he didn't seem bothered at all. ******ing goats.

Somewhere in the distance I heard the muted thump of people waking up.

I had always been a restless sleeper and Zen was the resident good-boy so he was up and at it earlier than most people.

Zen was also busy nervously going over our schedule, I wish he wasn't so panicky.

I'd known Zen for about a year now, his family lived just next door (really that means about an acre away) and was composed of famous violinists for the most part, really all of his family was musically inclined. They had pianists, singers, songwriters, composers. I guess most of that OCD of his comes from all the pressure of being from such an esteemed bloodline but....I wouldn't know.

After my father died and my mother ran away the government decided to just pitch me at my moneybags aunt. She was...okay... she provided all my needs and occasionaly struck a conversation with me, but I'm pretty sure she just views me as another responsibility.

I scuffed the pristine red carpet with my heel. Oops.