Galafray's Monster Academy ~*P*R*I*V*A*T*E*~

Pointless poll tiem~!

Noob.	10.0%	[ 2 ]
HECK YEAH!	20.0%	[ 4 ]
Eggs.	25.0%	[ 5 ]
Haha.. I'm ignoring the "private" sign.. XD I'm cool.	25.0%	[ 5 ]
*raeps poll*	20.0%	[ 4 ]
Total Votes:			[ 20 ]

[spaztastic psycho]

Gwen lead Claire to a seat, "Here looks nice.. right?" She asked.

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Dexter leaned his head back, staring at the ceiling. Something felt.... wrong in the room. He wanted to get out of it as soon as possible, in fear that his glammor might slip while he was in here. (which is why he is in the shadows....)

[Seven Strike]

Claire looked at the row. It was near the top but not all the way up (since that row had been filled long ago) and was mostly empty. Stepping inside the booth-like seating, she walked all the way down to almost then end and sat down, sliding over a bit to get comfortable. She looked back at Gwen- completely ignoring the familiar person not far from her on the same row.. in the shadows.. like a ninja.. of the night.. mwaha.

[spaztastic psycho]

Gwen sat down next to Claire, smiling a bit.

Dexter looked over as people sat down near him. He moved a bit, hoping that he was fully in the darkness. He wanted to be a ninja.

[Seven Strike]

Claire smiled back, then leaned forward and prodded her chin on her hands, staring at the stage. There was no one up there yet and she wondered what would happen.

Sable finally entered the auditorium. Unlike the girls, he took his own good time getting there... Glancing about carefully, he chose a seat surrounded by nothing but empty spaces. He expected before long that they would be filled up with girls... just a hunch, though.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter saw Sable sit down. He had half the mind to jump down the rows of seats and pick that seat RIGHT next to his ''buddy''. He wondered what Sable would do about that. Dexter moved, getting ready to put his plan into action. He looked down, noticing the light green tint to his skin. Crap. No leaving his nice dark area.

[Seven Strike]

Sable smiled and chatted idley with a tall, red-headed girl in a mini-skirt who asked if the seat was taken. Scooting over a bit, he made room for her to sit down and casually rested an arm on the chair head behind her. Current score: 1.

Claire blinked around at the quickly increasing number of people in the area. It was getting pretty crowded, despite such a large room...

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter wondered silantly if he'd be able to get outta the auditorium now, or how he'd manage to get out when everyone else left.

Gwen leaned over to Claire, "I hope it starts soon.." She said.

[Seven Strike]

Sable had now accumulated two more girls- twins. Current score: 3.

The auditorium was settling down a bit. All that was left were the straggling juniors and entering seniors....

Claire nodded to Gwen. "I hope so too... I'd really like to get a look at all my classes..." she said.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter looked up at the stage-like area.

The sound of shoes hitting the wooden floor could be heard. Each foot fall was the exact same, nothing random about it. A man, tall in height, walked into the spot light. He was formally dressed, almost like he had come from a different time. He wasn't exactly bad looking, not exactly the best looking guy either. His rusty brown hair almost looked orange in the light, and was cut perfectly, not a single strand out of place. He had a smile on his face, but it didn't quiet reach his brown eyes. He walked to the middle of the stage, and waited for it to get silent.


Gwen leaned over to Claire, "God, he needs some lotion for those wrinkles..." She said, a bit to loud.

[Seven Strike]

Claire turned bright red. "G-Gwen!" she whispered urgently. "Do you know who that is?? That's the Principle- Sir Jean Galafray!" She looked uterly embarrassed at her friend's outburst... mainly because a few people in the area were giggling.

Sable was not even focusing on the stage. His current total of girls surrounding him was 5.. not bad for a first day, he decided. He imagined what his senior year would be like and smiled casually.

[spaztastic psycho]

Dexter was one who was laughing softly.

Galafray gave a short cough, the room echo'd with silence. "Good Morning." he said, his voice filling the room. "It is great to see so many of you back, and so many new faces. I hope you all enjoyed your ride over." Sir Galafray talked stressing each sylable. Although he was smiling, It seemed like he ment none of it. "Now, down to bussiness..." Galafray began to explain about the many rules of the school, ect. ect. ect. It seemed like it was going on forever.

Gwen gave a small yawn.

[Seven Strike]

Claire watched, fascinated.

Just before ANOTHER lengthy article of the rules came droning out of Galafray's mouth, the lights dimmed slightly. Students glanced about wildly as a loud cackling rose through the air. Momentarily, the lights blinked on and off and a few students jokingly (and some real) screamed. The lights appeared back on and it was still....

POOF!!!! A large cloud of dark purple smoke appeared on stage and revealed a tall, curvy woman dressed in all black from head to toe. She had long, wild black hair and gleaming purple eyes. She held her arms out for the stage to see and called out, "TAADAAAA~!" Glancing over at Galafray, she gave an evil smirk and said, "Sorry, I'm late, Hun~ Did I inturrupt your speech?"

[spaztastic psycho]

Galafray's eyes seemed to twitch a bit, "Not at all Sweetie.." He said, gritting his teeth together. He steped down, making a motion for the lady to step up and take the spot light.

Gwen laughed a bit.

[Seven Strike]

The woman stepped past him and- sensing his sarcasm- paused momentarily to get a slight grip on his chin. She puffed out her lips and said in a way simular to how a mother talks to a baby, "Awwww... Poow wittle Galafway.. There's no weason to be such a sour puss..."

There was a small chorus of laughter.

Satisfied, she shot him another evil glance and stepped ahead on stage. "Hello, hello~ one and all! My name is Madame Alexandria Lionridge- also known commonly as the FUN principle." Another glance at Galafray. "I'm in charge of orgainizing all of the schools events and trips~"

A small chorus of cheers.

Claire gave a sympathetic look towards Galafray- who may have now become an enemy to the school...

[spaztastic psycho]

Galafray crossed his arm, tapping his foot.

Gwen stiffled a giggle.