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You may enter four characters per stage! Please remember to always keep responses in-character for this class! Should you fail the class you may immediately try again once new activities are open!

Please have your characters RP in this thread as if they're in class! Please do NOT quote Yushika. Use the form placed under each prompt to enter for class participation/points.


Opens: January 22nd, 2016
Closes: February 28th, 2016 (There will be brief grading periods between then and now).


Freshlings

Homework: Lyra is away at a teacher's conference, and a substitute has stepped in to teach the class! The easy part is over, however - in her lesson plans, she wrote that she'd like everyone to write something today. The very act of writing an essay can be educational!

Hunter's Jubilee is upon us! Freshlings will write a short story of at least 100 words. It should be about a time that they felt love (platonic, familial, or otherwise) for someone else, and how they handled that feeling.


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[b]Entry:[/b] A short RP response of writing your story (and what that story contains)!


Juniors:

Homework: Lyra is away at a teacher's conference, and a substitute has stepped in to teach the class! The easy part is over, however - in her lesson plans, she wrote that she'd like everyone to write something today. The very act of writing an essay can be educational!

Hunter's Jubilee is upon us! Juniors will write a short essay of at least 150 words about what the celebrations of Hunter's Jubilee mean to them. Does their family celebrate it, or was it something new to them when they moved to Asphodel Gardens? Why is it important for us to celebrate all kinds of love?


[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Nightmare:[/b]

[b]Entry:[/b] A short RP response of writing your essay (and what that essay contains)!


Seniors:

Homework: Lyra is away at a teacher's conference, and a substitute has stepped in to teach the class! The easy part is over, however - in her lesson plans, she wrote that she'd like everyone to write something today. The very act of writing an essay can be educational!

Hunter's Jubilee is upon us! Seniors will write a short essay of at least 150 words about how they show love to the people who are important in their lives - whether that is family, friends, or romantic relationships. If they don't show love easily, how are some ways they can express that feeling to others?


[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Nightmare:[/b]

[b]Entry:[/b] A short RP response of writing your essay (and what that essay contains)!

Username: a pet dino
Nightmare: Sorren

Prompt Answer: Sorren sat at her desk, arms folded in front of her as Lyra spoke. When the assignment was finally given she nodded. She knew exactly what she wanted to do when she was done with school. This was one of the easiest assignments she had ever been given. Getting up from her seat Sorren hurried to her dorm, eager to do her homework so she could move on to more exciting things. As soon as she was at her desk she started to write.

When I'm done with school I plan on attending Grendel University. Once there I plan on following the art path, specifically glassblowing and painting. Once there I would love to join Custodes Fabrica and even one day sit on their board. I want to create beautiful art that will inspire people, the kind of art that can move people to tears or make them laugh. I believe that going to the University will help me do that. After all I believe that natural talent will only get you so far, it takes practice and hard work for someone to be especially wonderful at something. So if I'm going to be the best artist there ever was, which is my plan, I need a few more years of school.

Once I'm done with school I think it would be cool to be a teacher either at the University level or here at the Academy. That way I can help others realize their potential as well as keep creating art on my down time. I think it would be cool to have my own art gallery, or maybe have some of my pieces in museums? Regardless I would love to do anything that will allow me to keep working on art and even help people while doing what I love. I'd also love to be rich and famous, but those are dreams that I wouldn't be crushed if they don't happen.

Sorren reread what she had written a few times and then put it in her book bag. It wasn't the best thing she had ever written, but it did what she was asked to do. She would turn it in the next day, but for now she got back to the art piece she had been working on.


The next day Sorren was one of the first to class and handed Lyra her homework with a smile before going and sitting on her desk.

Username: Delicate Rose Bud
Nightmare: Joseth

Prompt Answer: Joseth sat down at his desk near the window, which usually commanded his full attention during class, except today was the day the new Language Arts teacher arrived. Not wanting to be rude or disrespectful, the Junior gave her his full attention, writing down the homework with his favorite pumpkin-topped pencil. When he was done he trained his scarlet gaze back on the board, a bit surprised at how strictly she handled his class. Language Arts sure would be different from now on.

Joseth didn't really have to think hard about why he fit into his house, and with his ink pen and favorite notebook open, he began his assignment:

Though I can't really remember what drew me to the Eldritch house, I knew it was the place I was meant to be in. I was little, maybe I chose it because purple was the house's color, and the fact that I had purple hair just made sense. For whatever reason, though, I couldn't be happier in any house but mine.

The old energy that flows between me and my house-mates is comforting and I'm put at ease knowing that my house's commonly chosen subjects appeal to me more than those of the other two schools. The fact that there is such a variety of subjects available for me to choose from under the umbrella of Eldritch house strengthens my confidence about pursuing a higher education.

At the moment, the subject that appeals to me the most would be divination. I feel the most welcoming energy whenever I pass by that classroom, and I admire the intense concentration and mental discipline needed to excel in that area. I think I would do well as a divination major because I'm a Litch, as history proves some of the best diviners were of my race.

I'm confident that whatever the future has in store for me will be great because of the solid foundation my house has given me.

The lilac-haired Litch read over his homework as the ink dried, a frown tugging on the edges of his lips. It seemed a little sloppy and a little forced, and he might have copied down part of the Senior's homework and added it at the end of his essay, but he hoped the new teacher would be forgiving.

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Joseth returned to class the next day and handed Lyra his assignment, making sure she caught him glancing at the board for that day's assignment. He hoped the next writing prompt she gave them would end up better than the one he had just completed.

Username: Ember-babe
Nightmare: Rajna

Prompt Answer: Rajna squinted as she stared down at the piece of paper before her, slapping her Chimera tail lightly against the side of her chair with a subtle thump. Her problem here wasn't saying what she hoped to be when she grew up, but how to get what she wanted to say down on paper. Her mind was powerful, but she always struggled with how to convey her words aloud or on paper.

The little icy blue Chimera accidentally swung her tail a bit too hard on one of her chair legs and nearly pitched herself over. The chair pivoted and rocked, left to right, front to back almost like a spinning top as she tried to regain her center of gravity. The chair fell back in to place with a small bump, making Rajna stiffen, as if fearful the whole class would have noticed her struggles. That would have been embarrassing. Just in case, Rajna scanned the room with pale, narrow, cold eyes. The only eyes she found on her were those of her teacher, Lyra, and once more Rajna stiffened, only this time immediately putting pencil to paper, fueled by terror to do her very best.

'when i grow up i want to stare at the stars,' Rajna wrote with unsteady hands. 'i want to study them and name them. i want to know the names of all the stars in the sky. i want to find new stars and big stars and small stars that nobody ever thought was there. i want to look in those long white things the you point at the sky so you can see the stars better. i want to shine like the stars. i want to be a star.

also i was not goofing around my tail hit my chair and i nearly had an accident.'

Rajna pulled back as she lifted her pencil from her paper and scowled. For once, the words were really close to what she wanted to say ... but ... her writing was nigh illegible, just as she worried it would be. What did it matter if her words were pretty, or elegant, or smart sounding when her handwriting looked like complete garbage? The writing was so squiggle-y and shaky that Rajna felt she'd likely have to do another assignment.

With a heavy sigh, the child slid out of her chair with a thunk, stuck their hand on top of the paper and slipped that off the desk too before slap. slap. slapping towards her teacher. tail dragging on the floor behind her in a walk of shame.

"Uhm, excuse ... " Rajna piped up, lifting her homework just high enough to slide it over the desk, little eyes and horns peering over at Lyra. "I ... finish. Homework?" she said, pointing with one tiny finger at the mess on the page. "You ... read? It early. I finish before tomorrow."

Username: Lady Argentum Draconis
Nightmare: Aella

Prompt Answer:
Aella sat near the back of the room and when the teacher demanded they write down their homework first she actually had to stand up to see over the tall Baphomet who was sitting in front of her. At a look from the teacher though she quickly sat back down and dutifully scribbled her assignment in her day planner. "Why we do or don't fit in our house -- Two paragraphs." She sighed quietly and started to think while the teacher began today's lecture.

"Why I don't fit in my house..." she mulled over the question in her head, because more than anything she definitely Didn't fit into her house and she often wondered why she was even in Arkham. Not that any of the other houses were a particularly good fit for her either...so she guessed she had to be put somewhere. She picked up her pen and began to rough out her essay.

While many other students are probably very happy in their assigned houses, I often feel that I was placed in my house because I had to be put somewhere! I know this may seem a very harsh tone to take but Arkham is a house of creative individuals who love to draw, paint, act, create music and stories. I however am none of these things. I'm just a bookwyrm (for clarification Ms. Lyra that is what I call myself as I love to read and would horde books if I was allowed but evidently the staff won't allow students to have more books than they have shelf space. Something about a previous student who stacked their room from floor to ceiling with books, and fire hazards?).

To be honest I don't think I really fit into any of the houses, as I have interest in all subjects of learning but don't really feel the need to master any. I think the most important thing is to be knowledgeable about lots of things so that you can always have an educated opinion about a topic. I suppose this might be a very juvenile attitude to have, but it's just the way I feel. I wish the library was an academy house, because honestly I would be most happy and content in House Library.

Aella frowned, she guessed it was good enough. It was at least honest and you couldn't fault her for being honest. Once class was over she put her essay in the tray on Lyra's desk. Couldn't fault her for being punctual with her assignments either.

Username: Leopleuradon
Nightmare: Jezebeth

Prompt Answer:

Language Arts was proving to be an enjoyable class. She had been given a coloring page and was carefully detailing her work, being careful to stick to the lines of the various letters on the page. As she sat at her desk she swung her legs back and forth under her chair. She was small and even though the desk were appropriate sizes for Freshling, her feet still didn't quite reach the floor. She only looked up from her work when Lyra mentioned homework that would be due tomorrow. She had to write about what she wanted to do when she grew up! That would certainly be fun to do! She was a little startled by the noise caused by one of the other students, her feathers ruffled a bit at the sound, but she calmed down after a few seconds.

She spent the rest of class practicing her handwriting, trying to make all the letters as straight and not shakey as possible. She waved to Lyra as she left the class room and the second she was back in her dorm she set to work on her assignment.

I've always loved being outside! I want to study everything that goes on in nature. I've often wondered what makes certain flowers smell or look the way they look. How is it that frogs can jump so high? What causes the rain to fall from the sky and why do rainbows sometimes appear after the rain? I want to spend as much time outdoors as I can! I know when I grow up I want to study plants and the natural world around me. I plan on spending as little time indoors as possible!

She must have rewrote the same paragraph at least five times before she was satisfied with how her writing looked. It was probably about as good as it was going to get.

When she returned to class the next morning she placed the paper on top of Lyra's desk and with a little blush on her face she smiled and said, "I hope you enjoy reading it!" She covered her face with her hands, spun around, and ran into a desk. She fumbled a bit, managed not to fall over, and than sat down in her usual spot.

Username: ~Lady Kanna~
Nightmare: Victoria

Prompt Answer: Victoria wasn't quite sure what to think when she saw the assignment, tapping her pen on the side of her face after scribbling down the assignment. It lingered in the back of her head through the entire class. How she fit in her house? Really? Was that really something she needed to think about? Shouldn't they be asking about what she wanted to do with her life. Pouting, she just let it linger, finally happy to be out of the stifling classroom after. Of course, after practice, she was more than happy to write it.

Arkham is perfect for me because it is. I breathe and exist for dancing, and there's nothing else I'd rather do. I've been able to meet so many people and be offered so many opportunities through my house that I couldn't think of being anywhere else. I’ve been able to meet some of my best friends and acquaintances here, and while some of them are in different houses, the majority are from Arkham.

I’ve never really been interested in anything else besides dancing, so I don’t think any of the other houses would suit me. Even if things get rough, I know my family at Arkham will be there for me.

Finally satisfied, she didn't hesitate in turning it in the next day with a smile on her face. Maybe her teacher would like it?