BlueMario

I do not remember too much of the beginning, but this dream was set in a old house, a boarding house and temporary home for children who were naturally attuned or talented with things magical or supernatural. The children were taught while they were there, but it wasn’t school-like teaching, more like “Since you’re here we might as well teach you a bit, if you want” tutoring. Every year there were new people staying for a while, and older kids leaving for the last time. One of the first things new children would find out, either from the caretakers or from fellow kids, was that somewhere deep in the house’s base

 Hey there. You probably don't know me. I'm just your average high school kid. There's only one think interesting about me: my name is Davey Jones. Welcome, to Davey Jones' Locker Now, you may think that's kind of a weird name, and it is. But before you ask, no, unfortunatly, it's not short for David. Or Davis. Or even something weird like D'av'd (I've seen that) or Davrial or something. Nope, my name is actually Davey Jones. Also, before you go saying my mom is crazy for naming me that, she isn't. Well, she is crazy, but it wasn't entirly her fault. You see, my mom has always liked the name Davey (according to her, since she was 8

Jason is sleeping Proto: "Hey, Jason!" Jason: "Hm?" "Don't you want to go do something besides hang out at this hotel? Not that it's bad or anything, I know you're paying for it." "Hm. Good idea. I'll think about it. By the way, what time is it?" "2am." "Go back to your room." Later in the moring (around 10) Jason walks in to the breakfast room, yawning. The only people there are him, Proto(talking to Jon&eating fruit loops), Jon(talking to Proto&eating rasin bran), Lady(asleep w/her head on the table), and some old couple. Oh, and 2 inconspicuous guys, but they don't really matter right now. Jon: "Why fruit loops?" Proto: "Because