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 Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 10:24 am
 Map: This is the grand entrance of the elite high school to which you have just entered. It appears you have arrived a little early compared to the other students, so why not have a look around? The entrance is darker than you recall, and there is no way you would have missed iron plated door and guns pointing to the exit. So how did they get There? All of the windows are sealed off as well.....
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Posted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 8:53 pm
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Șΰʑΰ Ӎɩʈʂΰӄσ Start Location: Entrance Hall Some how she had gotten lucky in finding the entrance hall... If you wanted to call it luck. She couldn't remember much of coming into the school, but she had remembered the room being... Brighter. Natural light had poured in through the windows of the school, causing an impressive and breath-taking sight uon entering. Now.... Well, all of the windows, even the ones in the hallf she had just came out of, were sealed shut with thick metal plates, all bolted into the wall with large screws. There was a table with what looked like a small mail box system to organize pamphets and such, but it was empty. The most notable thing of all, though, was what stood in place of the door. What had once been glass, doubles doors which were propped open for the students who were coming in and had yet to receive their special ID cards which were to double as an entrance key to the building for the school year was now replaced with a large, metal door that appeared to be sealed tight. What was worse were the two guns pointed at the door, almost daring anyone to come in or out.
"I.... don't understand.... The city around the school is so nice... Why would it have any need for this much protection? where did it even come from? It wasn't here when I came in, that's for sure...."
She could hear the ominous ticking of a clock nearby and looked up to scan the walls. She saw several security cameras, watching her with cold eyes an one or two television monitors. Thinking back on it, hadn't the A/V room been the same way? She finally found the clock and blinked. 8:20. The time seemed important to her, and it rang a bell somewhere.... She curled her hand into a fist and lightly smacked it into the palm of her hand. "Right! Dad was rushing me out this morning so I would get here on time for the orientation! Huh... I remember getting here a little after 7:30 because of how fast he was driving.... So maybe I was asleep for half an hour?" Somehow, this felt both right and wrong. She doubted an entire day had passed, but could she have really been out cold for only 30 minutes? Seemed like an awfully short amount of time to be out of it...
She looked around, realizing she was all alone. A slight chill ran up her spine, and she nervously hugged herself. Now was not the time to be afraid. She had to be brave if she was going to figure out what was going on... Still, maybe she should stick put. If anyone else remembered the meeting time, then she would surely meet the rest of her classmates, or at least a teacher or someone.... End Location: Entrance Hall Ѻΰʈ Ѻƒ Cɵρɩc Ϻąrӄҽrʂ :: ✐______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 1:42 pm
 Solomon Wallace Super High School Level Psychologist. Verstehen - Origin - Prussian/German - To "walk in another's shoes" or to understand another's view point through experiencing their experiences.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Starting Location: Entrance Hall "Sheisse!" Solomon cursed upon looking into the room. "What on earth earth is going on here?!" His eyes were wide, and fixated upon the giant metal door, guarded by two turrets. These certainly did not belong in a school. What purpose did they serve? "This has just topped my list of questions!Putting aside the fact that my belongings are missing, I'd rather know why there is a metal door where the entrance once was located."He took a look around."I am fairly certain these were not here when I lost consciousness! I demand to know why these are here!" He was outraged. Something like this could not be rationalized, and that frustrated him severely.He still tried to do so, but he could only write off as a sick joke of sorts."I've heard it was tradition for schools that foster the elite to pick on and slightly frighten students, but this is absurd. No school should ever have to go this far to scare incoming freshmen! " He began to rant, as he shouted obscenities in German. After a moment though, he stopped himself. Then he looked towards someone who was already in the room. It was that girl from before. She was holding herself, as if she were nervous. Although, with those turrets, Solomon had no room to judge. Recollecting his thoughts and his composure, he approached her, and started speaking to her. "Ah. This is where you've gone off to. Suzu Mitsuko, correct?" He awaited for an answer, resurveying the room looking for anything else out of the ordinary besides the two most conspicuous, obvious things, which were the metal door and turrets defending it.. End location : Entrance Hall - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 2:19 pm
When Angst scampered around the corner he nearly shrieked. "W-what are those doing in a school?" He exclaimed in obvious surprise. His eyes were wide, and his tiny body shook slightly with fear. W-what is this... His mind only led him to insane ideas from his online fanfics he read. He scooted his small frame behind Solomon just in case.
That was when he noticed the other person. It was that kitty-girl again. She also seemed vaguely frightened... Her tiny arms hugging herself.
"U-Um... Are you okay?" He dared ask from behind his human shield. His eyes examined the door and the digital attachments probably made to keep it shut. I could probably hack it... Only if there weren't guns ready to blast my head off. After a few more minutes of examining visually, he noticed a tiny clock at 8:23. "Uh! We'll be late for the thingy with the other freshmen if we don't hurry..." He pointed at the tiny clock with a pinkie
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Posted: Thu Oct 10, 2013 4:13 pm
  Super High School Level Punk Rocker
Upon her entrance she overheard the cowardly little Angst boys' late response to her spiteful comments and huffed as she rolled her eyes. She could honestly care less as to whether or not he humped her leg and would rather she not be touched by any member of the male gene pool...or better yet she'd rather not be touched. Period.
Her breath hitched as he noticed the seemingly cool member of the group go in to a slight panic set in the throes of agitation. Sheisse....there was a word she had heard more than once from one of her brothers. Her eldest, as a matter of fact. She felt herself shudder as she slowly inched herself away from the Prussian and did her best from being crowded by a bunch of people. She hugged herself and grit her teeth as she looked over to the turrets, understanding full well what they were for. She locked her knees and did her best not to touch the walls or panic, she tried her hardest not to look at Solomon in fear.
She stayed as far away from the growing number of people as possible then, not wanting to show that she was actually afraid at this point.
Making sure that no one would approach her she exited to the hallway in order to keep from any further interaction with the amount of people in the room, Yuri pretty much made her way to the nearest area possible in hopes of not being caught.
Any questions?
Location: Classroom A-1 
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 11:20 pm
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The tall woman walked in and stopped at the sight of the gun-protected giant metal door and narrowed her steal-colored eyes at it. She gave a small snort and a roll of her eyes and mumbled, "Of course," at the sight of it. Why wouldn't that be the case? Any window they had passed, just as in the living area, seemed to be covered in a large metal sheet at least an inch and a half thick. Should this have been that different than what was in front of her. In an attempt to joke she sarcastically said, "Well, I guess the school decided bullet-proof glass just wasn't good enough to protect their new batch of super stars."
She looked around, trying her best to ignore the machine guns pointed at the door and directed her attention towards the three other people in the room. Two of them were pretty short and looked like they were barely out of middle school, which she assumed was appropriate since that would make them freshmen, assuming they didn't just somehow get lost and stuck in the current situation they all were in. The third seemed to be about average height and held a leader's air to him... One that would surely clash with her own if he tried to assert himself as the dominate person in the room. He may have been here longer, but he seemed to lack a certain social vibe that she had from the years of controlling her own restaurant chain. She was trying to do some math to figure out just how many people there were running around the school as it was. Let's see. She heard at least two guys and a girl in room 1-A as she passed. There's three. Three more in the entrance hall-- Si. Her little trio from the living area-- Nine. There had to be more students around here somewhere that either she had yet to hear or see. Even for an elite school, nine students would not be enough for a class.
"Aside from who is here, are there any more students that you have seen or heard from? Including you lot, I'm already at nine people that I know of that are in the school." That sure was a small number, especially for a school that on the outside was massive, and seemed pretty large inside even with just one floor level. (She had yet to see any stair cases, so she wasn't sure how many floors there were in the school thus far.) End Location: Entrance Hall ѺѺȻ :: ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Vice Captain
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 11:49 pm
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Șΰʑΰ Ӎɩʈʂΰӄσ Start Location: Entrance Hall Mitsuko gave a squeak like a little mouse as someone shouted behind her. She quickly spun around, her chocolate eyes wide in fright. She had nearly tripped over herself as she had, but had thankfully slid one of her feet out last minute to give herself a decent enough base to regain her balance. She saw who it was, and sighed lightly. She then placed her hands on her hips and attempted to look mature, only adding to the childish look that she normally held. "Hey now, you shouldn't go sneaking up behind people and then shouting like that. Someone who isn't expecting things like that could get hurt, you know! But..." She clasped her hands in front of her and closed her eyes with a bright smile, a light blush dusting her pale cheeks. "I am happy to see you all~! I got scared that maybe you found a way out and abandoned me~!"
If Mistuko was but one thing, it was honest. However, she was multiple things, so honesty was one of the traits people picked out of many once they got to know her.
She clasped her hands behind her back and opened her eyes once more, watching in confusion as the girl who had called her stuff replaceable scampered off. Was she mad at Mitsuko for having run off earlier? But, wasn't Mitsuko in the right? It would have been the same if the young artist had written off the guitar the woman was so determined to find as replaceable as well. Her art bag was the bag her father had gotten her when she first became more passionate about art and was therefore as valuable to her as the blood in her veins and the air in her lungs. Surely the other girl couldn't hold the grudge against her for yelling (though, most wouldn't have realized that was Mitsuko's version of yelling since even when she was mad she was rather polite and docile).
Oh well. Her loss. Oh! Right! The boy who had startled her had asked a question. "Mmn. That's right. My name is Suzu Mitsuko, but Miso-chan or Gaka-chan works just fine too. A lot of the kids at the hospital I volunteer call me that, along with my friends," all of whom, go figure, were guys. "As for how I got here, I looked down the hall for pillars. I at least remembered seeing the pillars and being impressed with the material. It's such pretty granite... Ah! But, when I got here, the door was like this and no one was here-- Not even teachers! Can you believe it?" She closed her eyes and gave a single light knock on her head. "And here my dad got worried about me being late to school when even the teachers are late. Maybe if I had been late like I usually am I wouldn't be trapped~!" she cutely stuck her tongue out, not seeing anything wrong with her just admitting to hardly ever being on time for any sort of event in her life.
She heard another group come in and peered around Solomon. She gawked slightly at the tall tan woman. She looked so exotic and pretty~! She would have to sketch her and everyone else here when she found her supplies! As she joked about the security of the door, Mitsuko almost couldn't help but think maybe that was what the doors were for.... No. Couldn't be. Even she wasn't that gullible. "Ah, well, there were use three and two other girls in the A/V room before I ran out to look for my art supplies and decided to come here to ask a teacher if they'd seen it. I saw one girl pass by here in a hurry going in the opposite direction of the A/V room-- she hasn't come back yet-- and then the other girl ran out of here when she saw me and went in the direction of the A/V room.... I think she's mad at me or maybe I scared her or something..." It never occurred to Mitsuko that maybe the girl had been just as scared of the door and turrets as she had been when she first came into the entrance hall. She just figured maybe the girl wanted to avoid making her mad again, which making Mitsuko mad wasn't that big of a deal even when you could get the laid-back artist that stirred up. End Location: Entrance Hall Ѻΰʈ Ѻƒ Cɵρɩc Ϻąrӄҽrʂ :: Gaka is the Japanese term meant towards artists who focus mainly in painting. Though Mitsuko does all forms of art, she is most known for the paintings she does, and it has always been her preferred medium. And then the Miso name comes from both little kids having a hard time prononcing her name and her friends teasing her for using miso as an ingredient to everything she "cooks". ✐______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 4:02 am
 Pallas sighed softly, this school was so not what she was expecting when she first got the letter. She had to wonder about rich people's minds, what type of person sets up a school where there are no windows? Is this how all the rich schools are like? If this was how the higher class schools were like she was very glad she was just a normal student going to normal, not prison like, schools. Until now. "Why do they need this much protection? If it is that.." She whispered to herself, not wanting to worry their little group. If those thick slabs of metal over the windows were for protection why wouldn't they be safer? The large bolts all around them could really hurt someone if they bumped into one.. So if they aren't there to keep bad people out then were they there to keep us in? A small shiver came over her body, just the thought was enough to shake her nerves again. No, I must be over thinking it.. Its just apart of some huge prank, probably one of the richer students set it up.. She stopped in the hallway as Cherelle was looking around. Closing her eyes she tried to calm herself once again, not successfully. What am I thinking? Why on earth would anyone go this far for a prank? False hope really didn't help when the person you're using it on is you.
The word "********" slipped out of her mouth, barely even a whisper as she saw what used to be the front door. As soon as she came back to her senses a slight blush appeared over her cheeks; embarrassed over her little slip up. The chef's joke caused Pallas to smile less nervously and even giggle a little at it, "If only all the schools were this worried for our safety." Her comment didn't come off nearly as funny as she meant it, not that she minded it was a little upsetting but nothing to whine about. Her cheery mood was easily fixed with Cherelle around, she still couldn't see how anyone could not like being around her.
When she had first entered the room behind Cherelle her attention had been focused on the door and huge guns, now that she was freed from that strangeness she realized they were no longer alone. Her now normal grin was back up and running thanks to a cat, a rabbit and a cute li'l armadillo. The so called cat in her mind being the little girl with cat ears, reminding her of a kitten with how she acted. The little girl gave off a sensation about her that made Pallas want to scoop her up in a hug; of course she wouldn't do that without asking first. She's so adorable~ The other small being in the room made her think of a bunny, how his hair was put up looked a lot like a rabbit with its ear perked up; listening to whatever was around it. He looked just as skittish as one to, a perfect fit for a bunny. Now the armadillo was the hardest animal to place, but the man in the room had that look to him. Armadillos were cute in their own way, and so was this man. It finally hit her, she was gathering animals. First a friendly shark, then a lost bird, a playful kitten, a shy bunny and a strange armadillo that didn't seem to fit. Then again in a group of land animals the shark didn't fit it very well. All the thoughts about animals made her more excited and much less afraid of what was ahead of them. Maybe she was simple minded at times? It didn't bother her one bit. She loved her simple moments, where you could just relax and forget your troubles.
When her heroic shark asked about there being other people Pallas tuned back into reality, Nine people sounds about right.. Six in here and a few in the class room we passed by, who knows if it was just three people in there though. She shrugged it off, nine was close enough to however many people they came across. She wasn't going to argue about the possibility of there being more people in any of the rooms they passed. From what the kitten said she guessed they were at ten people known, "Do schools like this usually have such small classes?" Being the only one out of these people, that she knew of, that goes to normal schools she was used to much larger classes; the thought of having just nine other people in her class was somewhat exciting. Pallas couldn't help but giggle at the kitten's comment about her possibly scaring off one of the women. "Well, you do look like you could take us all out if you wanted to." She winked as she smiled a little softer, hoping the small girl would understand it was a joke. She couldn't see how she could take it the wrong way, but hey stranger things have happened. Like their school having the ultimate lock down. "Oh, mighty predator, please don't kill us yet." She said jokingly, bowing down to her cuteness like a man usually would. Her right arm over her stomach, the left by her side and her left foot moved back just enough to keep her balanced as her head went down. Even though she only did it jokingly she hoped she didn't mess it up, she had only seen people do it in movies so she didn't have much to go from. Where am I?: Entrance.
{{ooc: Well I think that's how men bow..}}
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 8:56 am
Solomon Wallace Super High School Level Psychologist. Verstehen - Origin - Prussian/German - To "walk in another's shoes" or to understand another's view point through experiencing their experiences.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Starting Location: Entrance Hall Solomon spoke to Angst in a tone that says ' I thought it was rather obvious' . "Angst," He started. "The Entrance Hall, the area of which we are currently located, is the very same location for orientation. You are aware of this, right?" He scoffed. He tended to do this when someone started acting in an illogical manner, like asking a question that, in his mind, has an obvious answer. His eyes still shifting about. He had indeed noticed the Russian, who had fled the room. He assumed that it was either his frustration caused her to do so, or the sight that was before them did. In fact, his conclusion was that, most likely, both were true. Then he turned his attention back to the girl, who had reintroduced herself. " Well...Gaka-chan...In response to your question, yes. This situation seems very odd indeed. I wish to know exactly what's going on here, but I don't suppose you could help me with that could you?" He asked. Then he noticed that she had peered around him, so he threw his head back, glancing to see why. He had noticed more people had slipped into the entrance hall. Suddenly, he was a bit off. He never truly thought about what going to this school entailed. He would be spending the bulk of his time with people within his own age range, instead of people in his specific line of work. His father, Edward Wallace, had taught him proper etiquette when he was younger, but he had never spent much time with groups, unless he were presenting results or new information of a study of sorts. He then took notice of the student who stood even taller than he himself. She had an aura of seriousness about her, much like himself. He considered two possibilities. Either they would get along great and manage to keep everything running smoothly within the class of freshmen, or they would constantly butt heads over what's right and what's wrong. He then began to rub his eyes. He had seen this girl somewhere. He thought back to when he was staying with Roland, and the shows and networks he would watch during his off-time. Is that possibly where he had seen her? It would not be illogical to think that it was, because with the caliber of these students, almost anything was possible. He then noticed the lovely looking blonde with the shining blue eyes. Though, He had never seen her before, or at least, not that he could recall. "Excuse me," He began. "You must be incoming freshmen as well, yes?" He looked them over. " I assume that you've also had certain belongings of yours taken, and that you've also had lost consciousness and came to in a room that you had no familiarity with?" He doubted he they were to say no. So far everyone else has had that very same experience, so why wouldn't they? He began to examine the new faces from a short distance. He definitely had seen the taller of the two before, but as for the other, he couldn't recall ever seeing her before. End location : Entrance Hall - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 1:00 pm
Mark was taken aback by the chefs reaction. He had really not been attempting to offend the woman, simply tell her that speaking before she thought could piss people off. Sure he might have been a little heated himself... He let out a long sigh. He really hated social situations, they always turned out like this. To be fair this is the longest 'Conversation' he had been in with someone that wasn't his father in the past few months. He had hit a point where nobody that knew of him tried to speak with him anymore. So maybe he had been a bit... harsh. Finally gathering his thoughts he said, "I meant nothing by it. Just think before you say something that'll piss someone off. Next time someone might do something about it." He couldn't force himself to look at the women, "In any case... sorry if it came off too harsh." He tried to make it sound sincere, he would need to work harder to keep himself in line.
As they walked on his attention was brought from the floor to the sign that read 'Hotel Despair' by Cherelle's exclaim. What the hell? That didn't sound like a comforting place for students to live... It sounded... bad. His thoughts were tinted with paranoia and theories as they walked along. He kept his gaze to the floor as they walked his mind racing, it only occurred to him once they reached the entrance hall that he probably looked like a sulking kid following the two adults. It was a thought that pissed him off, not at anyone else but himself. He had to be careful about that kind of stuff as he already had enough things making him out to be a child. He needed to not act like one.
He listened to others talk as he looked around the Entrance Hall. He had broken out into a cold sweat, what the hell was this? He heard Elizabeth comment on the protection of the school, stepping beside her he started to think aloud, "I doubt it. Why would there be guns inside for school protection, why would there be the large door like this to protect from outside? This door isn't meant to keep people out... It's meant to keep people in." He spoke with a grim conviction, if they were really in some kind of situation from his nightmares he'd just have to live with that. He didn't really think about the effects his words would have on others, he really assumed he was speaking what was on people's minds.
He then registered something else said... nine people? Turning to look at Cherelle he responded, "There should be a total of fifteen people. Unless there is another dorm then we can expect thirty though with the number we have seen thus far fifteen should be the goal." Realizing that he might need to provide more information on WHY he thought this he added, "In the dorm area we were in there were fifteen locked doors with name plates, mine was on one of the doors." That seemed to be enough information to support his claims.
His attention then turned to the rest of the people in the room. First there was a young girl wearing... a hat with cat ears. She looked like she might be just a bit taller than him though that could just be the hat. He'd need to investigate later. Next up was what appeared to be a rather short... boy? He guessed so, the boy wore odd clothing but not much more could be gleaned from a simple glance. The boy looked a bit taller than the girl so taller than him. Then a very serious looking man who was probably a good foot taller than himself. He had an air of authority about him, the type the sheep would flock to. Initial impressions didn't seem to mark him as previously mentioned "Badass" types. But time would really tell on that front. The man mentioned missing belongings of everyone else and Mark felt the last hammerblow drive the nail into place. This wasn't just some accident, he had felt it was not for a while but having this case happen to more than just three people but to everyone else met... something was happening here. Crossing his arms he decided to respond to the large-in-charge man, "You knew the answer before you asked. It is as you say, now the real question is who has done this... or more so why have they done this?" A question he knew he wouldn't get the answer to but hopefully some of the slower ones here would start getting onto the line of thought. It'd be a waste of time once... whatever started to have everyone here realize that something else beside simple school life was going on.
Location: Entrance Hall
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 4:18 pm
Angst Kira
Super High School Level Shota Web Designer  F***s I have: ▂▃▅▆█
Sorry everyone, fresh out of
F***s to give today. 010001110110111100100000011000010111011101100001011110010010000100100000001000000100110001100101011000010111011001100101001000000110110101100101001000000110000101101100011011110110111001100101001011100010111000101110 Start Location: Entrance Hall
Angst glared at the stupid p***k once he realized he was right. "Sorry King of the Universe..." He grumbled while crossing his arms and slouching his shoulders. A girl who looked like she came out of a magazine arrived. He blinked a few times to make sure she wasn't a hallucination, then he gave his eyes a rub. "W-whoa."
Angst heard Kitty-cat joking around with her high-pitched voice... He almost yelled in annoyed rage at her, but he managed to restrain himself. Wouldn't be very cool looking... Would it? He highly doubted it'd look cool to pick on a little girl. He still gave her a pissed-off glare, stepping out over towards a wall so he was no longer hiding behind anyone. "What's your name...?" He asked, referring back to the girl whom just entered.
His tiny voice cracked as he thought of worst-case scenarios, what could happen if he did something, pissed someone off too much, would they beat him up? No... We're all supposed to be esteemed people... Right? His mind trailed him off on a trail of worry and anxiety until he actually started physically shaking. They aren't like the people at home... Nor are they like her... His paranoiac thought train only got worse, he actually started whimpering in little short patches at one point, eyes wide. "E-esteemed... P-People..." He mumbled, voice barely audible.
Out. Of. Coding. :::{{ Sorry!~ Thought it was in the Gymnasium. My friend make me this awesome... Thingy. }} End Location: Entrance Hall 0101011101100001011010010111010000100001001000000010000001001001001000000110111001100101011001010110010000100000011110010110111101110101001000010010000000100000010000110110111101101101011001010010000001100010011000010110001101101011001011100010111000101110
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Posted: Sat Oct 12, 2013 10:12 pm
  █████ █ █████ █ █████ █What the.........
Her feet slowed as she moved towards the entrance hall. A group of people were forming here. Lilli didn't like groups of people. As she drew nearer to the group the writer caught the tail end of the conversation. Eyes fell on Solomon, and narrowed when she heard his tone and attitude towards the other blonde. This guy.....needs a lesson she thought annoyed. She hadn't really noticed the entrance, and the way it looked quite yet. Her attention was fully on Solomon. "Perhaps instead of being a bossy know it all p***k you can perhaps try and notice that everyone is a little confused and lost right now. Or is that too much for a wannabe psychologist to un....." her words trailed off when her eyes noticed something strange about the door. "derstand" she finished the word involuntarily eyes trailing from the door to the guns.
Ok now I know there's something wrong. Who would do this? she thought trying to keep herself calm. She stood there quietly staring at the constructs listening to the other two boys start talking. "I doubt it. Why would there be guns inside for school protection, why would there be the large door like this to protect from outside? This door isn't meant to keep people out... It's meant to keep people in." Purple eyes drifted to the boy, and the red head silently agreed. brings me back to my previous thoughts though. This kind of construction would take months yet when I came and hour ago this wasn't here. she thought as he continued to speak.
"There should be a total of fifteen people. Unless there is another dorm then we can expect thirty though with the number we have seen thus far fifteen should be the goal." She nodded as he said this. Brushing back the initial alarm she sighed and moved to leaning against a wall. "I can confirm this. I was in the Gym and there was some kind of classroom set up going on in there. Only fifteen chairs were laid out for students." she said quietly before moving her eyes back to examine the door. The next question the boy asked was echoing in her head. Who could have done this? Why did they do this? At the same time her resolve hardened. If this wasn't a dream she wouldn't let them win. Nor would she play along with this.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 10:22 am
Solomon Wallace Super High School Level Psychologist. Verstehen - Origin - Prussian/German - To "walk in another's shoes" or to understand another's view point through experiencing their experiences.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -"B-Bossy know it all p***k?" He stammered. "W-Wannabe Psychologist?" He went on. His eyes dropped to the floor,and he began to ponder.Why did she label him as such? and Angst also had seemed to be glaring at him when he had referred to him as King of the Universe in a seemingly facetious manner. Why? What was he doing wrong? Was it wrong to speak the way he does? All he was attempting to do was clear any confusion or misunderstandings up, even if it was about something that should be clear. Was this not deemed acceptable by his peers? He shook his head and responded to the girl and her accusations of him not noticing that others were confused. He had noticed, for if he were confused, then a good number of others must be as well. "I understand everyone is confused, myself included.That is why I wish to clear up as much of it as possible. Does that not benefit everyone?" He then shifted his attention toward the small male student who had came in with the two girls after Angst, Blue, and himself had arrived. "You pose a thought provoking question. I highly doubt anyone has an answer for this.It isn't rational. This abundance of security measures goes beyond illogical. It is, without a doubt, pure absurdity. There seems to be a camera around every corner, and iron plates bolted to every window. Whoever came up with installing these is truly mad." Solomon stated.
He then shifted his focus to the taller girl of the group. "You," He called out." You said that you've counted nine students so far, including us? That means you've encountered some on the way here correct? Would you kindly go and fetch them, or is that asking to much?" Solomon did not mean to sound as if he were talking down to her, but as usual, that's exactly what it sounded like. He had hardly ever been told he sounded conceited or arrogant among his colleagues, for they spoke the same way to most other people. When first working with his colleagues, they spoke in this manner towards him, so he deemed it socially acceptable, and began to do the same. If he were speaking in a rude manner, no one had ever corrected him for doing so. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 1:09 pm
█████ █ █████ █ █████ █Adorable, but frustrating
Once more Lillinette's gaze shifted between the students gathering in the entrance hall. Once more her eyes landed on Solomon as he began to speak. Really.... she thought annoyed at his stammering. His eyes shifted to the floor as if he didn't know how he was talking the other students, and it was kind of adorable in a frustrating sort of way. Did he really not know how he was speaking to people?
At the very least he was willing to admit he didn't have all the answer. That counted for something right? Nope. He was that sort of person who spoke in manner that just made your skin crawl with irritation. She may not how to talk to people either, but atleast she didn't put people down like that. Solomon started talking again, but this time she atleast agreed with his statement. "What I'm more concerned about was how long were we actually asleep. I mean do any of you remember what the building looked like when we first came in? In my memory it was open. The sun actually came into the building, and it didn't look so eerily dark and deserted. this kind of construction couldn't possibly be done in one or two hours. I also don't think a team of people capable of pulling this off could be hiding somewhere in the building." she commented her thoughts turning back to her lost memory. What happened after they all passed out? Obviously the change to the building happened, but something else happened. Lillinette was sure there was a much larger portion to her memory missing then just a couple of hours though. It had to be this.
Solomon once more spoke, and once more she wanted to tell him off. Her eyes drifted to the girl he addressed and she pierced her lips together. should she tell the jerk he was being rude again, or let the girl handle herself. Slowly pushing herself from the wall she hesitated before making her way to Solomon's side. Leaning towards him she whispered softly trying not to seem like a b***h with her next statement. "You're doing it again. That ton of voice that makes you sound like a bossy p***k. You tell a dog to go fetch not a person." In the red head's mind she couldn't figure out how he wouldn't notice the way he spoke to people. she didn't care what he was used to she cared that he could provoke unnecessary violence towards himself. Even if she agreed in a way that he needed to be smacked back into the reality of he wasn't better then anyone standing here she couldn't watch such a scene unfold.
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Posted: Sun Oct 13, 2013 4:20 pm
Angst Kira
Super High School Level Shota Web Designer F***s I have: ▂▃▅▆█
Sorry everyone, fresh out of
F***s to give today. 010001110110111100100000011000010111011101100001011110010010000100100000001000000100110001100101011000010111011001100101001000000110110101100101001000000110000101101100011011110110111001100101001011100010111000101110 Start Location: Entrance Hall
Angst was still lost in his own fear and worries when he heard a condescending voice. Ripped from his paranoiac train of thought he looked over towards the girl whom just entered. After listening to what she said he glanced at Solomon to see him very obviously shocked. Angst gritted his teeth in annoyance. I'm NOT going to watch this happen again!
"O-okay... So he may be a p***k sometimes... But him taking action and being a leader isn't one of those times..." Angst gave a glare to the red-headed woman. "You're telling me you have never done that?" He stopped leaning against the wall, and walked up to her. "N-not always is someone doing something wrong, just because you see it that way!" She shouldn't think she is perfect so much... Jeez...
"Now onto a less ridiculous note... I felt like I was asleep for maybe an hour... But I remember those darned lights and windows too. And what you said about the construction is true as well... But I don't see how else it could have happened. Maybe we were drugged or something..." With that said, he gave a final glare and leaned against the wall.
Out. Of. Coding. :::{{ thoughts.... }}
End Location: Entrance Hall 0101011101100001011010010111010000100001001000000010000001001001001000000110111001100101011001010110010000100000011110010110111101110101001000010010000000100000010000110110111101101101011001010010000001100010011000010110001101101011001011100010111000101110
{{Yes, this is actual binary. Translate it if you can}}
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