Hey we are a small roleplay server in need to some active roleplayers! We are an asylum for unstable magical beings, come and join us!
You're being led down a dark and narrow hallway by two men dressed in all white... they bring you into a bright room, the light almost blinding, before you is a desk, behind the desk is a lean looking women, a smile painted on to her wrinkly skin... she motions for you to sit down.... at the moment the nurses release their grasp on you, but they don't leave, they stayed firmly behind you as you sit down.. the women places a sheet infront of you "sign along the dotted line dearest, everything will be fine soon enough..." she reassures you handing you a pen, it's black, with a fountain tip, it glides smoothly along the parchment as you sign the dotted line, as soon as you do so the nurses take hold of you arms again, lifting you up and motioning you out of the room, pen still in hand... you begin to panic but before long you're in a reception looking room, the nurse are gone and you all alone now, just wrist band stating you class, are you A, B or C?
