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Hi, Crystalmoon39 here! I realize I never made a description for my OC Nora, so I'll do it fast.

Name: Nora Hayley Prowler

Age: 18 (at start)

Hair: Midnight Black (reaches to her mid-back, but she usually wears it in a high ponytail)

Eyes: Both are light blue with small hints of grey

Height: Around 5 feet tall

Family: Henry J. Prowler (Father), Helena A. Prowler (Mother, deceased), Winnona Wheatfield (Godmother)

Personality: A little serious, fun-loving, caring, sometimes motherly, not to be engaged while angry

Hobbies: Martial Arts (to be named later), cooking, playing music (includes singing)

Weakness: Mentioning her past, overpowering her, her temper

That's all for now! Please enjoy!


My first instinct was to run. But my legs were like lead! I was frozen in fear. The red beast came charging at me. No way I could outrun that! Then everything began happening fast. First my posture shifted into a solid stance. Then I dropped the papers I had been carrying, and my arms extended out in front of me. The monster came within reach, and my hand grabbed onto the odd sweater it was wearing while the rest of my body turned! In one motion I forced the creature onto the ground with a loud slam, using my other arm to firmly keep it on the ground beneath me.

It struggled, hissed, made a throaty roar kind of sound, but it could not get free now. My mind had finally caught up with the rest of me. I was shocked, scared and proud of myself. It kept trying to break free, but I held it down hard trying not to hurt it. I figured it was like training a dog; show them dominance and they settle back. It was looking back at me. And this animal was angry. "If you calm down, I'll get off." I told it. Not two seconds later it calmed down. Then it is still, and as I promised I got off and backed away.

"Wow-wee! Now this is a scoop!" I looked up. Some kid was running toward me with a microphone. Another was right behind him with a camera. I guess some students are in. The boy with the microphone immediately placed a hand on my shoulder and turned to the camera. "I'm Chaz Monoranian!" he said to the camera. "And this week on Chaz's Corner, with Chaz, we have a beast tamer here on campass! This lady here with me single-handedly took down a ferocious tazelwurm with her bare hands. Let's see if we can find out who she is and what brings her to our school." At that he thrust the microphone into my face.

"So tell us lady, who are you and are you planning on a rematch with the school's mascot?"

"Um… I'm Nora Prowler. Nice to meet you. I'm actually looking for the principal's office when I ran into that… tazelwurm? I just need to find out where-"

"And there you have it A. Nigma High! The Taz vs. Nora! Nora came out on top this time, literally! But will round two be here soon? Keep watching me, Chaz Monoranian, for all the latest news!"

When the other boy put the camera down I tried to talk to them again. "Uh, listen Chaz Monoranian, can you tell me-"

"Alright Stepak, that's all I need you for. No way Tina can top this news! I'm going to do my hair check, edit this for me." And he was gone.

Sheesh, how does a kid get an ego like that? I tried the other guy. "Excuse me." He stopped, thank goodness. "I just need directions to…" my papers were all over the floor and I couldn't remember the principal's name. "I just need to know where the principal's office is." The kid didn't say anything, didn't even smile. He just pointed down the hallway and left.

And so I was alone again. Not even that taz-thing was around anymore. I started gathering up my papers to go when I heard a clang, clang, clang coming from down the hall.

What now?

As the clanging got louder I just stared at the direction it was coming from. It was from the same hallway the camera-kid told me to go. I braced myself to run, and then I saw…a cyborg? And then he saw me.

"You!" he shouted out, pointing a large finger in my direction. He stomped right up to me revealing that source of the noise was his robotic leg which gave him a heavy limp. "Ah've never seen you here, missy! State your business!" he talked with a loud, Texan accent. I'll question that later.

"I'm Nora Prowler. I'm looking for," the paper I needed was right in front of me now, "Principal Barrage?"

"THAT is Principal GENERAL BARRAGE to you!" he shouted like a general.

So this is the guy I have to report to? Ugh, better not stare. I don't think I want to get this guy mad. I tried to speak confidently. "Okay, um... Sir. I'm the college student who was scheduled to report here. The description said I'd be assisting the detention teacher?"

"Assisting the detention teacher?" Barrage tried to mimic my voice as he forcefully snatched the papers out of my hands. Rude. This guy works with kids? He alternated looking at the papers and looking at me. "Fine. Follow me fer yer briefing, soldier."A mythical beast attacks, I'm cornered by a media-moron, and now I'm getting a briefing from the cyborg principal. Just what have I signed on to?


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