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 Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 2:27 pm
8:00 HM: [ AMITYVILLE SCHOOL OFFICE ]
He hated school.
It wasn't that he never got to issue out enough detentions. It wasn't that there never seemed to be enough apple cider in the reserve stashes, and it wasn't even the fact that the headmistress had locked herself up for so long, he was barely able to tell the difference now between her true form and the closed door she resided behind. The worst part about the entire school thing, well, other than it having students, which was terrible in it's own regard, was that he was, and would always be permanently stuck here.
The school bell shrieked, the PA system went off about some daily reminders about keeping gnomes off student desks and lockers, and the school office doors burst open, two students already queued in for detention.
He hated school.
OOC Arel is the Amityville School secretary! He is very short, with his antlers combined about 5 feet! He has a profile here! Hates students and likes giving detentions
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 9:50 pm
9:42 AM: [ AMITYVILLE CREEPETERIA ]
Xavier was trying to figure out how he'd gotten here in the first place. With the school secretary, no less.
"Erm," he said brilliantly. "W-well, then."OOC  Character's name: Xavier Hollow Character's faction: Halloween Student - Demon - Raum - Y2 Character's personality: Quiet, scared, awkward, mopey, morose Character's journal link: ★
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 12:14 am
[ 9:43 AM ] - Amityville Creepeteria.
"Guess what," whispered Arel next to Xavier, the former who had to stand on the tips of his feet on top of a bench just to reach ear height, "you still have detention."
Work done, he wandered off to harass another student.
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 12:25 am
[9:55 AM] Amityville CreepeteriaKamakura had made short work of his lunch, and after emptying his tray and returning it to it's proper place. Grabbing his bag the demon began to wander out of the eating hall to head out of the facility to go find a better place to read before his next class. He nearly walked into a short fellow who looked like another year one student. He wasn't particularly sure if he recognized the boil or not, he'd never seen him before anyway. Glaring, he tsked before excusing himself as if remembering his manners. "Pardon." he muttered under his breath, in a hurry to leave the bustling noise of the creepeteria.
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Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2015 7:48 pm
10:05 AM Amityville Creepeteria
Nerisei leaned leisurely at the Creepeteria, not bothering with the pretense of eating. She simply relaxed as if she owned the place, her eyes darting around at all the strange faces and appreciating quite a few of the features around her. Wings, horns, tails, oh what an interesting group.
Her eyes watched the smaller, antlered thing rushing about, and she followed him as he moved from student to student.
How strange.Quote: Nerisei's Journal - A nonchalant Dryad first-year who is still adapting to the setting...but she wont let you know that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 7:59 am
[8:15 am - Amityville School Office]
"Good morning Arel," the ghoul greeted the secretary in a manner that made it clear she was not to be avoided. "I hope everyone has returned safely back home." Despite the school's reputation for field trips gone wrong, it generally managed to account for everyone's ...physical return.
"As you know, there wasn't much opportunity to procure your apple cider." She glanced at the fellow frost demon judgingly.
"Is there nothing that can be done about ensuring the student's safety on these... expeditions? Or for them to be better equipped with dealing with the human world?"
... which would require more field trips... though hopefully those would be under the watchful eyes of the school's professors.
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