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 Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 1:13 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 12:53 am
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine. After leaving art, Peter wandered for a bit, stuck his head in the music hall and was going to leave immediately, but saw a large piano just...sitting there. He'd never actually tried to play a music instrument before so he was naturally a little curious. Only a little. He'd seen people play before--on television and such. They always seemed so snooty and puffed up and really, it was sort of ridiculous to watch how serious and dramatic they were when playing.
He sort of wanted to try it just to see what was so great about it.
So Peter wandered into the music class, sat at the piano and poked on the keys a little. Whatever was so great about playing piano, he was clearly not getting it. It wasn't nearly as orgasmic as people seemed to make it out to be.
It was kind of annoying. And when he hit more than one key at a time, it sounded like a dying elephant.
So he gave up very quickly and decided he'd just sleep instead. At first, he rested his head on the keyboard but soon after falling asleep, he managed to worm his way under the piano, curl up around the legs and pedals and start snoring softly.All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 1:13 pm
JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART "Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!" __________________________________  "Here you go...." Eros finally appeared from the window, helping his way up after that refreshing exercise climbing the good old oak nearby. He swing himself just to let his other foot touch the pane and moved his small body up.
Giving out a deep breath soon as Eros successfully brought himself in the classroom.. Wow, he wasn't late! What a joy!! He wanted to thank the Gods for guiding him.. Though he failed to attend the first class, Eros would have to think of a good excuse to that Mr. Cow.. Ugh! That's the only name he could recall..
Eros step his foot down and before he could move his other foot, he almost leaped from his place upon hearing a sound somewhere nearby.. It's somehow sound scary and... Swallowing a lump on his throat, he found himself tracking where that weird noise is and as the boy bend his body.. Eros couldn't help but to smirk..
"It's only Peter..." He laughed and crawled under the..... Oh well whatever this thing is he would just ask the teacher later, more importantly what was Peter doing here anyway? He could just sleep somewhere else.. And what's with this.. this.. huge brown wooden thing possess?..
Eros crawled next to Peter and stared at him for a while.. Would it be okay to wake him up??__________________________________ (( The two troublemakers emotion_awesome ))
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2012 4:33 pm
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine.
Peter shifted in his sleep, groaning softly as one of the piano pedals lodged itself uncomfortably under his cheekbone. "Potatooooo...." he muttered softly, letting out a little sigh as he flapped one of his hands in the air. Said hand made contact with something soft and fleshy and a little warm.
In his dream, Peter was holding a cheeseburger. A delicious, mouthwatering cheeseburger, while seated on his throne of food.
He pulled the 'cheeseburger' to his mouth happily and sank his teeth in. In reality, he was deliriously nomming Eros' hand, drooling slightly on the floor.All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 12:49 pm
JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART "Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!" __________________________________ Potato???
His eyes blinked by the time Peter muttered something while in deep slumber.. Wait.. He's hungry??
Eros took a long glance at the sleeping boy for a moment..
Oh God... He's starving.. Somehow Eros felt a bit of responsibility of procuring this lad something to eat.. First, where to?....
"...."
Ohohoho! There's a green house nearby and saw fertile grounds where he can harvest Peter's request. No one won't mind if he took just one piece..
And so, Eros decides to leave but before he could, something grab his hand and all of a sudden a twitching and unbearable pain struck against his flesh! What in the....
"GAAAAAAHHHHHH!..." He knocked his head against the poor wood of the instrument! Not to mention Peter starting to cannibalize his own kind!!
"Let go!!! let go!!!" The poor kid start to flail trying to shove Peter away from him! Somehow he needs to save his hand from being nommed!__________________________________
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Posted: Thu Dec 13, 2012 11:57 pm
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine.Peter awakened from his dream to the sound of a cat being run over with a lawnmower.
oh wait, no. It was the monkey. And was there something in his mouth? It was kind of...sweaty. And--as his eyes flew open, Peter spit out whatever was in his mouth and instinctively scrambled away from the shrieking monkey boy, only to slam face first into the leg of a piano.
He laid there, stunned, little turkey legs dancing in front of his vision as the thud resonated thunderously through the piano. "What....just happened?" he asked, rubbing at his eyes.
It was so quiet that he wondered if he'd managed to sleep through class. Where was he anyway? Under...a thing. Oh yeah. The piano.
He looked at Eros with a slight frown. "Are you okay?"All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 12:00 am
Trish McAllen We can give the world its shape
feel the currents toss and shift... When Trisha reached the music class, she was surprised to find it empty except the person who was yelling. A person she couldn't actually see. She paused in the door and looked around, wide eyed. For once, she seemed at a loss for words as she tried to work out exactly what was going on because it wasn't normal to walk into an empty class with someone screaming and if she wasn't so logically minded, she might consider the possibility of ghosts.
"Ah...hello? Is there anyone here? I mean, obviously there is since you're yelling but since I can't see you--ah...are you alright?" She stepped into the class cautiously, looking around as she tried to locate the source of the high pitched wails.
"Hellooo?"...Trust in me, the steps you take
trust in the mistakes you make.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 10:40 pm
Penelope
Penelope peeked around Trisha, nervously scanning the room. Her surprised yelp hadn't been nearly as loud as the screaming she had heard as she entered the classroom, but it made her feel embarrassed nonetheless. It had sounded like, some sort of wounded animal or something, not at the the kind of noise she enjoyed making, or assumed others enjoyed hearing. Not to mention the fact that she had just jumped behind another girl, as if to say: here whatever you are that's screaming, take this nice woman before me! Which in truth wasn't the case at all. If Trisha was devoured by some weird screaming monster she would feel... absolutely horrible, and incredibly guilty. She might even prefer to be eaten first to such guilt...
This thought process was absolutely ridiculous.
"A-ah um, sorry." She stepped away from Trisha, blushing. Screaming monsters indeed. She might over think things, but she wasn't paranoid. Well maybe a little. "It just ah..." She cleared her throat. "Startled me. Is, is all- what was that?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 16, 2012 11:24 am
JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART "Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!" __________________________________ Suffering from a bumped against the wooden instrument and his poor hand being mistaken for food, soon as Peter spit it out, he immediately stared on his precious body part.. Trembling.. Not to mention that disgusting saliva covering those teeth marks against his sensitive flesh..
Scary thin-man cannibal! He would definitely take note of him as a carnivore! Worst, he's asking a one big stupid question as if nothing really happens, being so innocent!
"O-O-Okay?? D-Do you think I'm okay after you eat my hand?!!"
Showing the red marks on his poor hand.. With his eyes watery and chewing his lip..
"You.. You.... Huwaaaaa-------ack!" He choked from his wails when he heard a female's voice across the room followed by another.. G-Girls?!? they shouldn't see him like this.. They might think of him as a cry baby.. worst... gay!
Eros immediately crawled from the instrument, ignoring Peter being struck on its leg..
"It's.. It's a mouse!.. Its screaming while being chase by a big humongous feline!" Flailing, well he definitely heard what Penny's asking a while ago.. And who's this new girl with her??__________________________________
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 7:32 pm
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine."Well, I don't know," Peter said. "That's why I asked, obviously. Incidentally, you might want wash your hand--it tastes like forest mold and frog guts."
Sadly, he did actually know what those things tasted like.
Crawling out from under the piano, he yawned, giving Eros a wry look. "What are you on about, now? No-wait. I don't care. Is class over?"All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 7:54 pm
Trish McAllen We can give the world its shape
feel the currents toss and shift..."There's a cat chasing a mouse in the music class?" Trisha asked, a little surprised by the flailing boy's answer. "Really? Is the cat someone's pet? We should totally stop it because you know, it would be much more humane if we were able to catch the mouse, the released it outside or something."
"Oh, it's okay," Trisha said, turning to flash Penelope a smile. "Are you okay? It doesn't seem like there's anything too terrible going on in here. Though we probably do want to catch that mouse. And, well, probably the cat. It's probably against the rules to have pets in the school so if there's a cat running around, someone is most likely going to get in trouble but if we can keep it contained, we might minimize the damage. Oh, I wonder if they have those practice rooms that some school music rooms have. If so, maybe we can usher the cat into one of those until the music teacher shows up."
She paused, realizing that there was not, in fact, a teacher.
"Oh. Um, this may seem like a strange question, but are there actually any teachers in this department?"...Trust in me, the steps you take
trust in the mistakes you make.
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 10:31 pm
 Robin Skelton I'm not calling you a liar
Just don't lie to me Robin struggled with the box of garlands while juggling with her bag. After all that time in town and she still didn't make it to any of her classes. She better make it up to her teachers if she didn't want to get into any trouble with the school. They probably thought she was a delinquent. The good news was she got everything done on the shopping list for the holiday event at school. She did have to demand the garlands to be clean or else (that took awhile) and now they were sparkly clean. Not even a speck of dust could ruin them. Then again it could and she'd have to clean them herself, a task she didn't mind doing. Now all she had to do was decorate the classrooms, and the Music room was her first stop. I'm not calling you a thief
Just don't steal from me She paused in front of the classroom door and shifted the box in her arms. She could barely see over the cursed thing, let alone hold it in one arm. Luckily Robin could balance the thing against the wall while finding the stupid doorknob. She heard voices on the otherside, but she couldn't tell who they were. She recognized at least a couple of them as her fingers brushed against the round object and turned it, opening the door. Some of the garland got stuck on the frame, much to her annoyance. "Supid thing. Just stay in the box," Robin grumbled under her breath as she reached for it and plucked it away. I'm not calling you a ghost
Just stop haunting me She still couldn't see who else was in the room. She placed the box carefully in front of her feet and stretched. "Much better!" She did a headcount of the other people in the room, the Monkey, Peter, Penelope, and - Angela? No, not Angela, but someone who looked similar to her, like a blue-eyed clone. And it seemed like that Monkey was causing problems again. Good grief, what was she going to do...? And I love you so much
I'm gonna let you
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 12:08 am
Penelope
Penelope pulled a face. It was Eros again. It seemed like he was always in some predicament or another didn't it? Trapped in a locker, or hit with a chair, he was always getting up to something disruptive and potentially nerve wracking.
She had a feeling she wouldn't like hanging around him so much. Not that he didn't seem like he was a nice enough sort...
"A... S-screaming mouse?" She blinked. Well, stranger things had happened. Or... maybe not. Still, she didn't see either a mouse or a cat anywhere, and strangely enough, she had heard Eros screaming enough by this point to recognize his voice anyways (a rather sobering thought) so she was fairly certain that it was some sort of ruse or... lie to keep them from... thinking it was him? That didn't really make much sense to her when she thought about it, but it was definitely his voice that had screamed.
"You know... I think I saw the art teacher once." She said thoughtfully. "But you know artists... I-I mean, it's just that, well, they sort of... sort of have a reputation for being... er... not always being on time or... or showing up... to things."
She jumped as she heard a sudden exclamation from behind her. It was... um... Robin, yes. Looked like she had a box of christmas decorations too. Was... class over? Couldn't be, there was no teacher! Still... Penelope frowned. She liked music WAY more than art, and the music teacher hand't even ever shown up? Twice now? This was sort of getting annoying...
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 5:25 pm
JERICHO STEPHEN "EROS" STUART "Age doesn't matter!.. Height does!" __________________________________ Thank goodness, they were convince about the screaming mouse and the running cat.
"Y-Yes! It's running to and fro while chasing a mouse, and it shriek and they went running inside... then.. then.. they leaped out of the window!"
Eros flails while foretelling a good "white lie" story. Well, he loves to do that during his chat with other kids from their village.
"I just happen to love frogs as part of my meal!" Eros chewed his lips while turning to Peter after crawling out of the big brown box. Why does he's being detested about those delicious nature meal? It's all naturale!
Returning his attention to Penelope and the white haired girl, he would just have to play along, that way he won't be caught doing those girly screams.
"Y-Yes! We need to stop that cat from loitering around and eat it!" Wait did he just say eat it? A roast cat would be make a good meal though in replacement for a frog. But that would sound like he's a starving punk!
"I haven't seen them.. Maybe they were just.. uh.. just.. chasing the cat too? or eating somewhere else!"
That was a stupid sentence indeed! His instincts from the wild would just help him get through of this cat and mouse chase.. More importantly is being saved from being called as a gay..
They were interrupted by a familiar voice somewhere nearby.. And he's certain its a girl, he could tell from the skirt. He would just offer her some help though.. That should a real man do right?
"Here let me he----" His throat went dry when Eros finally realized who was behind that big box, he wanted to scream once more out of shocked.. It was.. It was...
"GAAAAAHHHH!! WITCH!'
That was the most terrifying sight he'd ever seen!__________________________________ (( emotion_awesome I can see him doing the "Scream" from a painting))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2012 9:11 pm
Peter Whitney Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine.Peter listened to Eros' frantic rambles, wondering if the boy was possibly smoking something. Then again, given the sort of things he apparently liked to eat, maybe he'd just found some of those suspicious mushrooms outside and decided to have a few. That would explain the apparent hallucinations and panicked squeaks.
"Alright, well, I think I slept through most of the cat-mouse apocalypse that apparently happened. So...uh...good on you for chasing them out the window there, Monkey-boy." He started toward the door, nodding toward Penny and Trisha, only to come face to face with Robin and her box of sparkly things.
He stared down at them, vaguely recognizing them as Christmas decorations. He was about to say something about that when Eros let out a yelp and started calling her a witch. So instead, Peter pilfered something that looked expensive and stuck it in his pocket, more out of habit than anything, and looked over his shoulder.
"Aren't we, technically, all witches--and wizards? It's like that one school--something about pig tumors or whatever?"All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Will slowly, gently fall apart, 'til the world is right.
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