Thread: The Institute ( Spirits x Dementia )

A knock came at the door, late in the afternoon. It was a fairly unusual autumn afternoon in general excluding the quite normal rain that came quite often to town. Even so, no one normally visited you during the rain... Well it rarely occured and today it didn't seem like one of those times where someone was just visiting. It was just one of those instinctual feelings, instinct itself told you it was just not a visitor. You walk down your hallway, you've been down it so many times that not many things are very, notable to you, not even the things that would make your hallway seem 'unique' in any particular way. Looking through your door's peephole you see that, no one is there, or rather no one is standing outside, though there is the sound of a large vehicle leaving the area... a truck of some kind most likely. Curiosity gets the best of you and you finally open the door, only to hear an audible 'clunk' as the door hits something once it's a quarter of the way open. You squeeze through the small space to see what made that sound, perhaps it was a package just left by a mailman.... But who'd deliver a package to you of all people? Not to mention, 'why'. Despite all odds, you see a package, with a small envelope attached to it. This was getting slightly weirder by the second, even so you bring the load inside, it practically fit perfectly in your arms, not too bulky, not too small, it fit snuggly in your arms... somehow. Setting it down the living room table as you take a seat in the sofa, you open the attached envelope, to read the contents. It was... some sort of brochere like thing, no true context of the package at all, it mentioned an island, however it just seemed to go on, the information in general... Bleach white by all means, no pictures at all, just text in this shiny, metallic lettering which admittedly did look somewhat 'magical' shone in the light. It had no return address, the envelope. It had no return address... Strange... The cover of the brochure had your name on it, it seemed harmless enough to open it, seeing as how it seemed far too innocent to be anything truly malicious. It read as followed once you finally read the contents Section 1 Out at sea, nestled in a particularly calm bay rests a large man made island. A huge variety of tropical, montane, and temperate flora rested there, many of which took a great strain to grow not only harmoniously but effectively in the unusual conditions the plants find themselves in, growing from standard plant life, up to plants of a more supernatural variety, marvel at the sights, smells and landmarks of our now nationally praised botanical haven. Housing many species of animals of both manner of nature of the natural world or supernatural world living in a delicate but secure balanced ecosystem filled with the very creatures you may have read of in fairy tales or in simple stories, such as wild fairies, anthropomorphic beings, wyverns, wild dragons, wild horses, insects, mammals such as the big cats and many more manners of beast and plant. Section 2 We possess incredible scientific facilties, that keep many of our facilities powered by utilizing both geo-thermal power and solar power in unison to power every single building and power switch in our institute. Much of our scientific technology was shifted to genetic modification and genetic experimentation and in recent developments we had managed to create facilities that are capable of creating biological marvels that you may create and keep as pets, both to ones own ideal, miniaturized or made to their correct proportions to make sure that there are no extreme dangers that could be considered hazardous. In a simple context, we have used some of the most brilliant minds to collaborate in our genetic facilities to not only create life, but to also allow one to modify their own appearance to a limited extent which hold truly little difference to some facilities out there, however here, you have the liberty to do what you wish. Section 3 The calm new modernized buildings supplied with numerous facilities both innocent and less so to provide for many if not all needs. Numerous classes of areas for relaxation and experimentation either with recreational activities exist here, dorms, gyms, clubs, pools and all else needed not just for fun but for aiding those who may be of a more timid nature. Everything here exists to bring comfort to those here, including not just recreation but atheletics, basketball, soccer, football, even lacrosse, and motorcycle races through small private bike areas scattered through remote and secluded parts of the island. Our facilities and dorms are painted with a refreshing flurry of color, color wild and free with the award-winning murals reflecting a mystifying mix of traditional street graphiti art and art containing more abstract forms and shapes. Mixes of gree, blurs of red, yellow, blue, brown and all else in between color the walls. A place for study and for the more creative instinct. The calming serene tunes of classical, or the more extreme intensity of those with a more agressive nature we all aim to please those who attend. Come to our island and enjoy the serene sound of our beaches gently being rocked by the balmy waves of the pristine prussian blue sea. We hope to see you there So was it some kind of... real estate plan for the super rich? Something along those lines? It seemed logically fairly strange seeing as how, you were admittedly not exactly dirt poor but you were not a part of the super-rich class. You barely managed to pass through college and even now in this day and age struggled to find a way to get a job in this day and age. Curiousity pushed you to investigate the package, undoing it, you found it was a pale white box, and upon opening it you found that it was in fact.... a cake, a small one and a congradulatory banner, with it were several papers, that seemed to be slightly more official, you ignored most of the pandering until reaching the mention of your name... You were invited to a brand new institute that had been made out at sea, apparently for supernatural beings like you that had particular interests and abilities which may be useful to society. It was made to help people like you achieve success in society with greater ease, to help hone your skills in a tranquil, haven like enviornment. In a way it was like a huge rehab club, like the ones on tv with all those ex-drug abusers living out in a huge party practically day in and day out. Not to mention that this place was highly looked upon by many other prestigious places... On the sheet provided there was a list of at least a thousand others who'd be going too, among them a certain name catches your eye. That name, after reading it over and over in your head.... You could swear you heard it before... College, you heard it back in college, that much you're sure off... or was it high school?