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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 6:41 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 10:57 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 12:25 pm
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╔══════════════╗ ►Ⓢнєιкαн◄ ►ι αм: Ⓖєяυ∂σ/Ⓗуℓιαη◄ ►ωнαт αм ι ∂σιηg: I must find potential threats◄ ►ωнєяє αм ι: Hyrule◄ ╚══════════════╝
Hyrule...never did Sheikah figure that she was going to be here again...the very place that shunned her family, killed her parents, and enemy of the Gerudos. Despite her feelings about this place, she remembers her mission: infiltrate the school. Normally Gerudos are not allowed within the kingdom of Hyrule, but she was only seventeen and attending the school in Hyrule as a student. This protected her under the laws of Hyrule, the same laws that should have protected her many years ago. In order for her to get to Hyrule from Gerudo Valley, she had to travel on horseback with her trusty horse companion Nyx. Upon arriving Hyrule, she received plenty of stares from many of its citizens, including the Hylian soldiers. They were unfriendly stares; clearly they are not willing to trust someone that came from Gerudo Valley. Well, they had no choice since she is a student at the newly established high school and punishment will come to those who dare try and harm her. Upon getting close to the high school, she had to tied her horse to a stable with water and horse feed waiting for before making her way into high school. Now to everyone in that school and just Hyrule in general, Sheikah is a male. Her clothes and practicing the male vocal range aide in her disguise as well as her registration as a male at the school. There was no need to draw the attention of males to make this infiltration mission harder than it has to be. As she walked into the school, she kept a close eye on the students attending as well as the teachers walking by to see potential threats that have to be eliminated in order to ensure total takeover. So far no one seem to stand out but this is only her first day so this will take some time. After walking around for a bit, she decided to get to her classroom, which is the same one that Link happened to be in. At least half the seats were already filled so she could grab a seat all to her lonesome...for now. She sat down in one of the chairs in the middle and folded her arms while some of her classmates stared at her wondering what a Gerudo is attending this school.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 12:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 12:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 1:10 pm
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Endlessly I see that overheated haze. And again the laughing will repeat on through the days. You've been dying for the past ten years. We are trapped in cycles and the end is never clear.
Link looked back up to see more students filling into the chairs. They were just like everyone else. Dull, boring, nothing to exciting. He sighed heavily, but then three students walked in and looked very different to what he was used to seeing. Two males and a female. One male he could tell was from the Gerudo Desert. He remember seeing little notes about their tribe in a book. The other guy had this weird looking mask on his face. It was cool, but not something that you see everyday. Lastly there was a girl. She floats, was pretty short, an ancient mask on her head, and had multicolored hair. Pretty weird bunch of group. It seems that this high school will branch out everywhere.
The rest of the students filled the seats as the teacher walked into the classroom. This teacher looked pretty.....ugly, and extremely tall. He wore a green suit that covered over his head and ears so that the only thing visible was his face. "Good morning class. My name is Mr. Tingle." Some of the students laughed and Link couldn't help a smirk that appeared on his face. Mr. Tingle was a pretty silly name. "Quiet class. Anyway I will teaching you about creative writing and communications. Don't moan and groan, you have to learn how to be creative to make it out there. Now first thing about learning how to communicate is to learn how to speak to your peers. One by one. You will stand and say your name and something about yourself. Okay we'll start right here." He said pointing to a random student in the front.
Each student stood up and said their name along with something about themselves. It was finally Link's turn and he stood up slowly. Without saying a word, he walked up to the board and wrote his name and 'I don't like to talk.' on to the black board. Link placed the chalk down and walked back to his seat looking out the window. Mr. Tingle saw his statement and sighed softly. There was someway to get that boy to talk, and he had just the idea. "Okay, continue with the introductions."
But a story is a story all the same. And today like any has an ending so to say. Far away and out beyond that scorching summer day.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 1:23 pm
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cimon16 Endlessly I see that overheated haze. And again the laughing will repeat on through the days. You've been dying for the past ten years. We are trapped in cycles and the end is never clear. Link looked back up to see more students filling into the chairs. They were just like everyone else. Dull, boring, nothing to exciting. He sighed heavily, but then three students walked in and looked very different to what he was used to seeing. Two males and a female. One male he could tell was from the Gerudo Desert. He remember seeing little notes about their tribe in a book. The other guy had this weird looking mask on his face. It was cool, but not something that you see everyday. Lastly there was a girl. She floats, was pretty short, an ancient mask on her head, and had multicolored hair. Pretty weird bunch of group. It seems that this high school will branch out everywhere.
The rest of the students filled the seats as the teacher walked into the classroom. This teacher looked pretty.....ugly, and extremely tall. He wore a green suit that covered over his head and ears so that the only thing visible was his face. "Good morning class. My name is Mr. Tingle." Some of the students laughed and Link couldn't help a smirk that appeared on his face. Mr. Tingle was a pretty silly name. "Quiet class. Anyway I will teaching you about creative writing and communications. Don't moan and groan, you have to learn how to be creative to make it out there. Now first thing about learning how to communicate is to learn how to speak to your peers. One by one. You will stand and say your name and something about yourself. Okay we'll start right here." He said pointing to a random student in the front.
Each student stood up and said their name along with something about themselves. It was finally Link's turn and he stood up slowly. Without saying a word, he walked up to the board and wrote his name and 'I don't like to talk.' on to the black board. Link placed the chalk down and walked back to his seat looking out the window. Mr. Tingle saw his statement and sighed softly. There was someway to get that boy to talk, and he had just the idea. "Okay, continue with the introductions."
But a story is a story all the same. And today like any has an ending so to say. Far away and out beyond that scorching summer day. Baal Baphomet "Oh, great. Introductions." She put her head on her hand and looked like she was bored. When the teacher, who introduced himself as Mr. Tingle, called on her, she said this. "My name is Midna. I come from a different realm other than this..planet you call Earth." She then sat down and resumed being bored. "Well..that was...interesting." she thought.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 1:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 1:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:08 pm
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Endlessly I see that overheated haze. And again the laughing will repeat on through the days. You've been dying for the past ten years. We are trapped in cycles and the end is never clear.
Mr. Tingle was satisfied with most of the student's responses except for those specific four. They all seem withdrawn from the world as if each one was hiding something or maybe something happened to them when they were younger. "Alright class. Now we know each other on a base level, how about we get a little deeper. I will be pairing you all in groups of 4 or more, depending on how each one responded to my earlier question." He explained as he pulled out his roster. Mr. Tingle began assigning everyone their groups and looked over to Link. "Link. You will be teamed up with Midna, Skull Kid, and Malek. Now that everyone is assigned you might want to get used to their faces because these are the people you will be working with for the rest of this semester. So everyone rise up and get close to your teammates. Link, Midna, and Skull Kid move over to where Malek is sitting. You guys are going to learn how to speak, and you are the perfect example of how one grows from communication." He said with a smile before writing some notes on the board.
Link rolled his eyes, but moved without any objections. He sat to Malek's left while the others pulled in close. Link looked to Malek for a second feeling an evil aura, but he shook it off. He looked at the board and began taking notes of communication. Link thought this had to be the most useless class on the face of the earth. There were many types of communication in the world, so talking doesn't necessarily have to be one of them. Mr. Tingle looked towards him and his group. "Class, this group right here will be our experiment. This means that these four will be living in the same quarters provided by the school. Their new homes will be on school grounds, so that we can see how they adapt with talking to one another. Then you all will see that this is a very important class to take." he explained with a smirk.
Link looked at Mr. Tingle as if he had grown a second head. He stood up in rage and opened his mouth to speak, but the words never came out. The class stared at him in confusion as he was looking at the ground. Link was trying to use his vocal chords, but they were long gone. Even though he wasn't a mute, he minds well be. He hasn't spoken to anyone in years. Link sat back down and continued looking down at this notes as his bangs covered his eyes. Why the heck does he have to suffer and be around these strangers that he just met? He was a human, not some science project. Link balled his fist up snapping the pencil, he had in his hand, in half. "Don't worry Link. It is not as bad as you think it is. Besides, its not like any of you have a choice in the matter anyway. When class is over stay behind. I need to give you a few items." He said before continuing on with class. In all his years of school he never thought it to be evil, but now he was having second thoughts. So far being a junior sucked rocks.
But a story is a story all the same. And today like any has an ending so to say. Far away and out beyond that scorching summer day.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:16 pm
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cimon16 Endlessly I see that overheated haze. And again the laughing will repeat on through the days. You've been dying for the past ten years. We are trapped in cycles and the end is never clear. Mr. Tingle was satisfied with most of the student's responses except for those specific four. They all seem withdrawn from the world as if each one was hiding something or maybe something happened to them when they were younger. "Alright class. Now we know each other on a base level, how about we get a little deeper. I will be pairing you all in groups of 4 or more, depending on how each one responded to my earlier question." He explained as he pulled out his roster. Mr. Tingle began assigning everyone their groups and looked over to Link. "Link. You will be teamed up with Midna, Skull Kid, and Malek. Now that everyone is assigned you might want to get used to their faces because these are the people you will be working with for the rest of this semester. So everyone rise up and get close to your teammates. Link, Midna, and Skull Kid move over to where Malek is sitting. You guys are going to learn how to speak, and you are the perfect example of how one grows from communication." He said with a smile before writing some notes on the board.
Link rolled his eyes, but moved without any objections. He sat to Malek's left while the others pulled in close. Link looked to Malek for a second feeling an evil aura, but he shook it off. He looked at the board and began taking notes of communication. Link thought this had to be the most useless class on the face of the earth. There were many types of communication in the world, so talking doesn't necessarily have to be one of them. Mr. Tingle looked towards him and his group. "Class, this group right here will be our experiment. This means that these four will be living in the same quarters provided by the school. Their new homes will be on school grounds, so that we can see how they adapt with talking to one another. Then you all will see that this is a very important class to take." he explained with a smirk.
Link looked at Mr. Tingle as if he had grown a second head. He stood up in rage and opened his mouth to speak, but the words never came out. The class stared at him in confusion as he was looking at the ground. Link was trying to use his vocal chords, but they were long gone. Even though he wasn't a mute, he minds well be. He hasn't spoken to anyone in years. Link sat back down and continued looking down at this notes as his bangs covered his eyes. Why the heck does he have to suffer and be around these strangers that he just met? He was a human, not some science project. Link balled his fist up snapping the pencil, he had in his hand, in half. "Don't worry Link. It is not as bad as you think it is. Besides, its not like any of you have a choice in the matter anyway. When class is over stay behind. I need to give you a few items." He said before continuing on with class. In all his years of school he never thought it to be evil, but now he was having second thoughts. So far being a junior sucked rocks.
But a story is a story all the same. And today like any has an ending so to say. Far away and out beyond that scorching summer day. Baal Baphomet "Great. I'm stuck with the mute, the imp, and the silky voice guy." She thought to herself as she looked at her new "friends". "So. What's up with you guys?" Her voice, was a bit echoed, like in a small room. "Link...I think your name is, you can just write what you want to say." She put her head on her hand and waited for a response.
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 3:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 4:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 4:18 pm
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