||Classified Information|| .:X-Men/Mutant RP:. (Accepting!)

[A z u r e]

"jeez!" she muttered and sat down, looking forward to see Oceane. "What are we doingg?" she hissed at her, waving her hello. She. Looked down at the paper. Maths. she was ok at it actually, she just got stressed under pressure. What was the subject, she thought

[Brightpaw]

"Flight angles." Oceane whispered, changing her hair to bright red. "I don't know how to do it." she added with a slight frown.

[A z u r e]

"Flight angles?" Willow echoed. She decided to take a more practical approach, so she changed into a Panther. She leaped onto her table, roared, and tore her papers to shreds, making them fall like snow flakes. She then lay down on her desk and yawned, looking smugly at the two people in the class room.

[Brightpaw]

Oceane grinned. "Sir's gonna kill ya. These interactive books probably cost loads." she said with a gulp.

Mr Daley turned a unique shade of puce, and his eyes glowed red. "What have you done?" he yelled.

[A z u r e]

Willow laughed. "Watch this" she whispered then crouched low, her hackles rising. She bared her teeth. "not as much as this!" she snarled, her fur bristling. She leaped gracefully onto the paper covered floor and slowly prowled towards him, growling. "Try me," she whispered in a deadly voice

[Brightpaw]

Mr Daley's eyes blackened round the edges and he shot a weak laser beam at Willow, just enough to burn her faintly.

Oceane gasped and ducked under the desk.

[A z u r e]

Willow leaped nimbly, dodging the ray. "that the best you could do?" she taunted. She unsheathed her claws and leaped at him, front legs outstretched. She sheathed her claws at the last moment, and jumped over him. "Only joking," she muttered

[mackstarr]

Burnup followed behind the others at a distance and sat down in the classroom in the empty desk next to Arc. SHe stared in confusion at the equation in her book. "What the..." she sighed under her breath. Willow startled her into glancing up, her red hair bouncing. She watched with interest. Why was she attacking a teacher?

(decided to make my second char)
Form:

Basic Data.

Username: mackstarr
Name: Zyra Uranium
Nickname: Zye
Age (15-19, staff any.): 17
Codename: Slither (people say he 'slithers' through your mind)
Power: can work his way into your mind and mess you up pretty bad, has his ways of finding your wost fears and making you think they are actually in front of you

In the mirror

Description (good) or picture:
Dress style for when not in uniform: just jeans and t-shirts
Hair colour: blonde
Eye colour: green
Build (slim, petite, muscular...): slim, can be muscular
Body modifications (tattoos, scars...): none

Delving deeper...

Personality (At least 3 lines): hes sweet and understanding, can be shy around girls but always knows what to say, has a deep understanding of the human phycology, sometimes has trouble admitting hes wrong
History (optional): blahblahblahhhh ..... ;3
Phobias: small spaces (minds are big places )
Likes: eh... meet me
Dislikes: i dont know yet

Love life
Crush: none yet
Bf/Gf: none yet
Sexual Orientation: straight

Extra information
Staff/Faculty or Student: student
Dorm number: 4
Any allergies or medical needs?: has low blood sugar a lot but thats just because he doesnt like to eat
Any pets? (Only small animals e.g. cats and dogs.): light gray, male tabby cat named Pinnion

[amithethird]

"Willow is being an idiot," Arc muttered, casting a glance at Burnup. He looked back at Willow and held out his hand. An orange force field snapped into existence around the girl in a wide orange dome.
"You won't be able to get out you know," he said calmly before she tried, "And before you try, remember that I can never tell when the field is going to be electrified. You wanna risk it? Now calm. The hell. Down."

[Brightpaw]

Oceane snorted quietly with laughter. She looked down at her work and closed the book. "Theres no point I don't get it anyway." she moaned to herself and sighed. She pushed the book away across the desk and looked at her hands. She got up and walked to a poster on the wall. She stood in front of it and changed her skin to match. Surprisingly, her uniform changed too, as if it were part of her.