Psychotopia Coast University-The Collage of Dojo

[KC11]

There it sits. In the middle of nowhere. Between two cacti who had the foolish idea of growing there. An building, upside down, standing on the tip of its roof.

Welcome to Psychotopia Coast University.

People of the Dojo can come here to learn, to experience, to understand.

If only they can find it.

Some do.

***

KC11 walked up to the building. She was 16 at this point. This would mean that this was 60 years in the future from current dojo time.

She walked up to the building. She was in human form. She stared at the building.

It swayed and rocked, balanced only on the tip of its roof. She shook her head. Not even a collage could be normal here.

She walked up to it, papers in hand.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.

She turned to see her daughter. Aura Laquir. When Aura had turned 15, she had ultimatly started aging like her mother. She was still a little older than her though. Curse this aging crap.

"I'll be fine." said KC, shrugging. She couldn't believe she was telling her own daughter this. Her own daughter, whom she'd carried and raised as a baby. She was now treating her like a sister, like a mother.

KC walked into the building.

(Finally got this started. This is about 60 years after current dojo time. However, people can come in time machines if they wish, or just in general weirdness.

You can either be a Teacher, a Student, or the Headmaster [although the head can be NPC] or just some random guy who likes watching collage kids.

That sounded so wrong.

But anyway, I don't really have a complete storyline for this yet. With any luck, it should develop on its own.

Have fun.)

[LordPsycho]

((Hmm...I know I stated my role - but hmm...60 years. That would put DP at about 84 biologically (something like 4084 chronologically). This could get fun))

The headmaster came down the hall. That gave him a certain amount of satisfaction - to be called headmaster again. He had traded in his cloak and battle gear for a cane and chalk long ago, but even know he was known as a leader of men - of sorts.

He had aged fairly gracefully - non of that hunched over a walker nonsense. However, the old war wounds still ached every now and then, which was why he carried the cane (which just in case did conceal a small dagger inside it).

He was walking to the assembly hall to give his Orientation speech, not really paying attention to his surroundings more than the argument inside his head, when he literally bumped into KC11, knocking both of them down.

"I'm sorry young lady, seems my senses aren't what they used to be, it seems. I hope I didn't hurt you too bad."

That was a lie. DP's senses had faded slightly, but he still could see where he was walking - that is when he wasn't having another mindspeak argument with Au'Marui about why he felt that leading this college was a good idea. Such as was happening right now.

Some things never change.

[Laur Doyle]

((Time travel could be an intriguing concept))

Just outside the bizarre structure that even more bizarrely had not yet keeled over from the battering of the wind within the Southern Desert, a small pod appeared from nothingness to briefly change the scene. The door slid upwards with a barely detectable hiss, as of a chamber that had had to repressurise itself with the world outside, and a young girl who was no more than 18 years of age stepped through. In the harsh light of the Desert, though her long black was securely fastened to the back of her head it still managed to whip around in streamers from the sudden, unpredictable winds.

Lianna was not exactly dressed for the rigors of desert travel, at this new point in time she was clothed in relatively smart but durable attire of black trousers with black trainers and a cream top, along with a rucksack full of what she deemed to be everything she needed. Her mother had been insistent that she arrive that way, and Lianna never managed to win an argument with her mother.

The girls bright blue eyes looked over the building, making absolutely sure she was in the right time and place before entering it and immediately making her way over to the two who had had the misfortune of colliding with one another.

"Excuse me, but am I in the right... time? It should be 44 years from my one, I hope I haven't overshot it. Would you like a hand?"

Lianna enquired of the two whilst simultaneously offering them a hand to help themselves up. She currently did not recognise Dau'Pay.

((Was there not a Blackstar calendar posted up what seems a lifteime ago to make time enquiries a little less vague?))

[Chronos]

An accident? And the students aren't even here yet?

Ensichrys didn't have the appropriate muscles to frown with his beak, or he would have. DP and KC11 had obviously collided. A somewhat well dressed young human girl was standing over the scene. Perhaps it was her fault. In any event, the Ex-knight-cum-professor lightly walked over to the three bumblers. He was dressed lightly; his plumage (a touch lighter than it was sixty years ago) providing the bulk of his attire, though two long strips of cloth- dark green outside and white inside- were attached to a very light mantle on each shoulder. They floated behind him when they walked- being about two meters in length.

"Salve, my friends," he said cheerily. "DP- looking sharp today. Oh, and hello, miss. Are you a student? You're here somewhat early."

[KC11]

KC's brain took a while to catch up with the proceedings. One second, she had been nervously walking down the hall. Next, she found herself on the floor with a professor apologizing to her and another student standing over both of them.

KC stood up, brushing herself off quickly.

"Really sorry sir." she said. "Really, really sorry."

KC then looked at the student who had just come in.

"Uh, correct time? What time did you come from?" KC had grown so used to oddities that time travel didn't even surprise her anymore.

"I'm KC11." she added as an afterthought in politeness. She held out her hand.

[Somefreakoverthere]

"Oh for the love of-!"

Thunk.

Why was it she always came out the warp several meters above ground here, And never the right way up? It was if the entire dojo had something against her method of warping in from Over There.

Sfot sat up, and looked around. This place didn't change, even sixty years from the normal time she went to: the entire building was upside down. And she was meant to teach cooking here, or something.

....How'd you actully get in the place, anyway?

[Laur Doyle]

Lianna smiled widely and warmly at KC11 as the hopefully soon-to-be fellow student proceeded to upright herself before brushing herself off, getting rid of any unwanted debris then introducing herself. The young girls bright blue eyes gave the impression that she was inwardly beaming as well, complimenting the physical gesture.

"Well, I came from what would be 44 years in the past from now, although I suppose it doesn't matter all that much. The college is here, that was what I was aiming for. I'm Lianna Doyle, nice to meet you, KC11"

Lianna shook KC's proffered hand with enthusiasm, strikingly bright blue eyes glinting before turning towards the avian-saurian professor who had approached them, sporting a bright smile.

"Hoping to be a new student sir, hoping to be"

[LordPsycho]

"No one bother to help the old man up. It's not like I've saved your, your parent's, and your grandparent's lives more times than anyone can count!" DP said grumpily as he hoisted himself up on his cane.

Once upright, he paused for a moment to catch his breath. As he often thought these days, he thought "mortality sucks...", then catching his breath, he spoke.

"If you'd be so kind, I was on my way to the main auditorium to give the orientation speech. You should be able to get instructions from there." DP said, already walking away to what one would think was the main auditorium.

[Laur Doyle]

Liannas smile was instantaneously wiped from her teenage face at the old mans grumpy proclamation, bright blue eyes turned back to him once again.

"But I did offer to help him up"

The outwardly human female muttered under her breath, as opposed to the outward proclamation of irritation she'd had to suppress by biting her lower lip, as any atypical teenager would in these circumstances. 'And I know that voice...'

"That's what I came here for, shall we?"

Lianna gestured to KC before she turned and began to follow Dau'Pay, her expression as it was when she'd first entered this time, glinting with excitement even though the smile had vanished.

"Dau'Pay?"

Lianna called after him, her tone of voice conveying both an apology and a question smattered with a hint of guilt.

[LordPsycho]

Dau'Pay turned around, resting on his cane.

"Yes, Lianna?" he simply said, a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes "It has been a while. You don't visit me nearly as often as you used to, or will...ah forget it. I never cared for time travel. Too many grammatical questions are created by it."

[Zerrer]

Just outside of the university, a portal opened, and a young man stepped out. He was about 17 years of age.

He had long blond hair, deep blue eyes, and he was incredibly handsome. He wore a blue t-shirt and white jeans.

He pulled his hair into a ponytail, and walked into the building. He noticed KC11, and asked her for help.
"My name is Kyril Kov'ag, and I'm kind of lost." Said Zerrer's son.

[KC11]

KC looked at Kyril. It was like staring into an oddly shaped mirror. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and everything except the right gender and clothing, as KC was wearing a green shirt and blue jeans.

"Join the club." said KC. "Though apparently, if we follow these two, we might eventually find an auditorium, where there might eventually be a speech. Want to come?"

She stood in front of a light. If one had looked at the wall for a moment, they would have seen that her shadow was the shape of a dragon.

[Zerrer]

"Sure. There's no reason not to." Kyril said, staring at the wall behind KC. He seemed about to say something else, but then he decided not to. He looked away, fighting back tears.

[Laur Doyle]

Lianna waved her right arm dismissively before proceeding to adjust the rucksack on her back and taking a few more steps towards the old man before speaking.

"It is you. I almost thought..."

Lianna stopped herself there, as she wasn't sure just how to finish it off. She wasn't sure even her mother would know that.

"I'm sorry I didn't recognise you, forgive me, Dau'Pay"

The teenager offered him a sweeping bow whilst uttering the sentence before straightening back up again.

[rosebarks]

Another girl stepped out having attempted time travel for the frist time, she was a little uneasy and fell over and rolled to the feet of the group. "Okay, memo to self, never do that again." She was instantly reconizable, the young, always cheerful, yet defiant blonde head of Blackstar, Lilic KanKaren. "Okay, I see pretty balls of fire....The heck just happened to my vision..............Don't think I will be using that method again." She hadn't aged, not since anyone had seen her, though that was her looks, her attitude....A little more mature, but not by much. She looked up at the group with a goofy smile. "Is this the college or did I manage to get the university of Blackstar this time around?" She asked, her mind clearly not all there as she staggered, trying to find her bearings enough to think of even standing up. She didn't reconize Dau'Pay, though she had been seen trying to be of help when he had been a god last she knew.

((That would be in the DoaG. I don't rightfully know what all happened there...Heh...)