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 Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 4:10 pm
Hel ended up wandering towards the yearbook booth as if she was being summoned. She could help but hypothesize why ghouls who went to art school took orders from ghouls who lived in another territory, but she supposed it didn’t really matter in the long run as long as things got done. Besides, there were a bunch of beings she liked gathered around! The reaper perked up quite a bit. “ Hello there, friends!” She called out to everyone, and looked around at all the things for a moment before getting a clipboard that was handed to her and started to fill a form out. The tip of her tongue stuck out as she did so, and she hoped that she was writing legibly…maybe it was a good thing Mot wasn’t here to harp on her. Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You!Name: Hel Brynhildr Faction: Reaper Dorm: Room is HereCurrent Year: Year 3 Date Enrolled: July 21, 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: November 21, 2011 If Y3, when did you become Y3?: May 21, 2011 Picture Time!Pictures of You: Year 2Pictures you'd like in Yearbook: One, Two, and ThreeYour Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL)Classes: Savage has the best classes, though I would like to see more battle classes and magic classes… Field Trips: What does not kill you only makes you stronger. School Life: Training, training and more training. Other: Career counseling programs would be nice. Please. After she finished, she dropped it off where it needed to be and then turned towards Amrita. “ Ah, Miss Honest!” She grinned a bit. “ How goes it?”
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 8:51 pm
Amarus had never, in fact, met Amrita before wandering up and trying to figure out where to get one of those... clipboards she saw the others with. It became rapidly apparent that should she want to be involved with Yearbook, she would need to actually talk to the student manning the booth. Pausing slightly awkwardly, her lotus-aura flickering across her skin as she stood, Amarus seeped Lotus Smoke and nearly blinked so long that she fell asleep right in front of the booth.
Lately she had been getting worn out a little too quickly. Perhaps it had been the strain of the most recent traumatic event. Whatever the reason, she eventually found her voice, and tried to get Amrita's attention. "Excuse me... I heard there was a yearbook and some kind of, uh, form?"
Amarus cringed as she basically asked to stand there embarrassed for the next long, long while. She read as slow as grass growing and her penmanship was mostly a series of terrible scratch-like marks as if she was trying to chisel the information onto the paper.
Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You!Name: Amarus Faction: Ghost Dorm: The bastionCurrent Year: 2! Date Enrolled: Sun. Oct 30th, 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: [[...whatever day counts for the end of the recent meta? OTL I'M SORRY I DON'T KNOW ; x;]] If Y3, when did you become Y3?: N/A Picture Time!Pictures of You: Y2, Y1Pictures you'd like in Yearbook: Christmas... I apparently have no other group pics OTL *shame* Your Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL)Classes: I never want to look at another training dummy's irritating, unresponsive face. It can get off its butt and heal its own ailments. Field Trips: The Maul had a lot more elbowing than I thought it would, and I do not want to risk the trees attacking my friends again. School Life: I like to climb things I am not supposed to climb. The books in the library have nasty temperaments when you step on their faces, in case anyone was wondering. Other: Perhaps taking classes alone is not a very good way to make friends.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 8:40 am
A hint of red crept up the back of Roch's neck and he gave LW a little grin and finished the song. "See, complimentin' the music, I'm perfectly fine with that," he told her. "I ripped it off from some of the best musicians around. So I'd be offended for them if you said otherwise," he explained. He had NO clue that this was some sort of karmic payback for him being who he was. (And OOCly he's not happy with his rp'er for finding it hysterical.)
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 11:19 am
Mot yawned, stretching his arms over his head as he walked through the school. He'd heard about the yearbook from passing students, and figured he may as well check it out. There were many students he knew hanging around, most of which got a smile, a wave or a combo of both. Hel of course, got a wink.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 11:24 am
Oh look…there was Mot! Right after Hel submitted her year book form. Winning. Now the cowboil would never know if her writing was legible or not…that was for the Yearbook staff to worry about. The ghoul waggled her brows at Mot before snorting softly and wandering over, placing her hands on her hips. “ You should fill one out, ya?” She’ll watch.
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Enoh Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 12:24 pm
(( Evens = Cake, Odds = Candy re: Huni's OOC gift <3 )) "You're too modest." Amrita beamed at her old friend Petro, shaking her head as he continued to not acknowledge how he saved her (un)life and sanity. If she noticed the hint of apology in his voice she didn't point it out; besides, she didn't even know what it would be for anyway. He'd done nothing to her that would warrant an apology! "Ah, well, see...I haven't been in the dorm for a while for uh, reasons, so..." Busy Patchwork was busy, and avoiding the dorms for...reasons. She only went back to feed DC or to 'sleep', but other than that she was out and about and busy. Still she gave an apologetic smile of her own to Angenora, for having not actually met her yet.
"Hello, Hel!" Had Amrita known about her little hypothesis she might have added another COUNTRY not territory followed shortly by shut up you, but then again that might not have been her immediate reply. In truth it probably would have been closer to a very confused Uh, what?. "Um...I'm fine?" She guessed, not quite sure what Hel meant by it and how it goes. Either way, it sounded like a how are you to her, so a how are you it was. "You? And Thanks for filling it out! Here you go!" she took one of the boxes - one not tampered by Danny - and handed it over, putting the clipboard's papers in their proper places shortly after.
"You heard?" Amrita gasped out to Amarus, and suddenly the ghoul was practically sparkling (thankfully, as an Undead, she couldn't actually sparkle). "That's great! Welcome to the booth! Here!" Someone turned up the patchworks excited metre by a few notches; the fact that people were now hearing about her booth was such a compliment! "Take as long as you need~" She informed the ghoul, especially after watching her stare at the clipboard. She was in no rush at all, especially being an undead.
"Yes, you should!" She agreed with Hel, holding out a clipboard hopefully towards Mot.Lucyal Hel has been added to the raffle! - Please choose an OOC gift from the list here if you would like one! faceyourdemons Amarus has been added to the raffle! - Please choose an OOC gift from the list here if you would like one! Please also include your minis name~
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 12:26 pm
Mot chuckled and took the clipboard from the small undead, leaning over a table and began to fill out the form. Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You! Name: Mot O'Boyle Faction: Reaper Dorm: Dorm Current Year: Y3 Date Enrolled: May 13th 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: November 10th 2011 If Y3, when did you become Y3?: May 10th 2012 Picture Time! Pictures of You: Year 1 - Year 2 - Year 3 (unofficial art)Pictures you'd like in Yearbook: Prince Yet Again - Scared By Mitsu - Science Class - Photobooth - Spar With Shun - Rosenthal - Team AwesomeYour Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL) Classes: I used to put a lot of effort into attending them. I ought to get back at it. I enjoy classes here. The Science class was a fun one. Field Trips: No comment School Life: Early on I enjoyed Fitness Club, and nowadays I find myself going places with friends, such as the maul or Bloodbucks. My favorite place to hang out must be the roof of the Reaper Dorm lately. Other: The student body is what makes Amity the wonderful place it is. You all make this place feel like home.
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 5:20 pm
Ulmuka took a clipboard, chomped violently on the end of the snakepen for a moment (it hissed and whipped dramatically but he didn't seem to notice), and finally began to fill out his form. Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You! Name: Ulmuka Knobwalker Faction: Monster Dorm: Here Current Year: Y2 Date Enrolled: October 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: Picture Time! Pictures of You: Official ArtPictures you'd like in Yearbook: Scarentine's Dance, Horsemen Island of War Your Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL) Classes: I love classes that don't require paperwork! I took Minipets, FEAR Healing, Human Studies and I think an Adventure Class... we found hot springs! Field Trips: Very err... interesting. School Life: My dorm room is excellent! Hurrah for Monster dorms! (( sn: iloveyouDIE colorful candy bottle if possible :O ))
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 7:12 pm
Tybalt snapped his phone shut with an unreadable expression.
Why would he go to the cafeteria for some year book thing? Its not like he really cared what went on for these things in school. Didn't matter that Ren offered to treat him to food either, considering he was expected to bring the food. HAH! That and he had no idea where Haze was. That moron of a dragon was impossible to find. Hard to believe, but it was true. It didn't help that he never had a cell phone on hand either. Though after seeing him at the Scario Kart club, that was a little more understandable. However, Tybalt's main concern was the last text. What was with all the butts!? Was Ren implying something? Probably. But the black dog wasn't the brightest and he might have been thinking too deeply on this one. Oh well, he supposed he could check out. Though... Ren was going to have to supply the cookies.
Once there, he carefully weaved through the crowd and came up to stand behind the two people he recognized. Ren and LW. The later of course, he decided to surprise by speaking from right behind her--again. After all, it never really got old.
"What's with this year book stuff?" He asked. Scanning the crowd for any other familiar faces. It was hard to believe that the school had gotten this crowded in the two years he had been here, but it had and he barely recognized any of them.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:16 am
Jericho was nervous. But, he decided to brave the outside world regardless for now. Keeping the cloak on, he sauntered through the campus until he found a booth that seemed to have a number of people gathering around. Yearbook huh? From the looks of things, Amrita was running the show here.
There were a decent number of others around, so he was a little wary in approaching, but the dragon kind of made his way towards it, peeking at the things they had here. Oh. It was some sort of registration for the yearbook. And a vending machine off to the side.
"Hey.." he murmured quietly to the lot, not wanting to draw too much attention to himself. The dragon took one of the forms to look it over more.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:41 am
Oh! It was Jericho. Mot had a lot of sympathy for the once valiant dragon and offered a big smile for him. "Hey." He responded back.
He looked down at the form Jericho was looking at, and then back up at the cloaked monster. "Going to fill one out too?"
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:44 am
"Thanks, Mot!" In exchange for his form he too got a little gift, and when Muka went to go fill his out he really only received a horrified stare as he bit the snakepen. The way it wriggled broke her unbeating heart, and soon she let out a little whining eeeeeeeeeeeeee of distress somewhere in the depths of her throat. i_____i nooooooo not the minipet!
It wasn't until Jericho gave his quiet greeting did she snap out of it, turning to briefly stare at him in surprise. Jericho? In a crowd?! Clearly this was blasphemy! But recalling whom she was staring at and the way he had yelled that one time, she quickly dropped her gaze, at least avoiding eye contact for now. "Hey! How are you feeling?" Dumb question maybe, but...she couldn't resist!
Drifter Jet Enduro Mot has been added to the raffle! - Please choose an OOC gift from the list here if you would like one! iloveyouDIE Ulmuka has been added to the raffle! - Thank you! The bottle has been sent. C:
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:47 am
Someone was approaching. Jericho quickly looked to see who it was, relaxing when he saw it was just Mot. "Yeah.. Might as well, right?" he said with a nervous grin. Smacking down a pensnake, he began to fill out the form. The second half of it made him think a little harder, with a few of the questions causing a tinge of sadness to hit him. "Feeling.. alright I guess," he replied to Amrita. Midway through, he suddenly went rigid. His golden eyes widened and he recoiled away from the booth clutching his head. He heard.. no felt a pained scream rip through his mind that sent his world white and caused the dragon to let out an agonized roar. Quote: YEARBOOK QUESTIONNAIRE All About You! Name: Jericho Bloodbane Faction: Monster Dorm: hereCurrent Year: y3 Date Enrolled: Jan 11 2011 If Y2, when did you become Y2?: Jun 23 2011 If Y3, when did you become Y3?: Mar 22 2012 Picture Time! Pictures of You: y1 - y2 [no y3] Pictures you'd like in Yearbook: [x][x][x][x]Your Thoughts On~ (OPTIONAL) Classes: Interesting, but kind of crazy. Field Trips: People always die. Always. School Life: Some of my best experiences have been here. Other:
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:52 am
Mot was inclined to leave the Dragon be and perhaps try out the vending machine, but something made him stay. Maybe the way he seemed pale, rigid. Maybe the way he clutched his head, and let out an agonizing roar. Mot flinched at the sound, more so at the feeling it left him with. Jericho was in terrible pain, and he wasn't sure if it was mental or physical.
Mot looked back at other by the booth and then back to Jericho, holding his shoulder and checking him over. "What's wrong? Do you need to step outside?" Mot asked in a hushed voice.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 11:53 am
Well if the random booth in the middle of no where wouldn't have gotten his attention the loud roar of pain certainly did the trick. Titus made a face as he approached, a pinky shoved into his pointy ear trying to ease the ringing that had now started. He was almost disappointed to find that the booth was only for the yearbook. Really? All that noise and this was all he was going to find.
"You might dumb down your advertising." Titus spoke loudly, partially deafened by the roar.
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