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 Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 3:31 pm
"Do. you. not. recognise that scent?!?" she shivered, taking out a pinch of nevermore. She stared at it for a second, sickened by the scent of the drug, and put it in her mouth. "Werefolk... not everyone turnes into a wolf. And Nevermore. My guess is that... My guess is if you take this... thing... out of the preservation fluid..." she started coughing. "...it'll... will turn into... a normal... squirrel." She looked at it, repulsed.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 3:57 pm
Conall's face immediately became contorted and sickened.
-"Of course I recognize it, do you know how many times I've been attacked by were-folk? I've never met another werewolf, but I've had to fight my way through so many were-folk I'm surprised the smell of their blood still comes off..."
Conall reached into one of the backpacks and pulled out PSP and a few games and began playing it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:06 pm
ShinobiCorona01 Flea just sat there casually, legs crossed carefully, he knew the Headmaster's type and wasn't showing anything off he'd regret. "And furthermore...." Princenemy continued to drone on in the background about the proud history of his office and all kinds of stuff Flea knew full-well was probably just a cover-up for losing his dirty magazine stash or something. He looked over at Zander, who was nearly asleep, and couldn't take anymore. "Zander, tell the Headmaster you're sorry!" Flea suddenly shouted out of nowhere. "Master Flea I-" Zander was awestruck, his Master believed HIM?!"You heard me right, tell the Headmaster you're sorry I had to come all the way here from Norway and listen to this NONSENSE!" Now Flea looked directly at Princenemy. "Zander can't even use a lighter properly, how could he have started that fire? You're only blaming him because you don't like him." Princenemy's jaw dropped all of the way to his waist. "No! That's not the reason! He's a criminal and must be puni-" he suddenly froze his words, because Flea had his hand in a pouch at his side. "Erm, Flea, I am sorry that I threatened your student but in case you did not realize he is now my student as well. I would like to ask Zander exercise better behavior in the future as I will overlook this incident." Princenemy said the words like he was cursing his worse enemy and hobbled out of the room, muttering under his breath. "Hey, thanks, Master Flea!" Zander said, coming close to hugging his Master/surrogate parent. "Zander, I think with a maniac like Princeton leading this school, you'll need some help staying out of trouble." he said, with a sort of evil grin on his face. "Master Flea, that smirk, it doesn't mean what I think it-" "Princeton and I used to be sworn rivals, but I think the time has come to restart our little conflict. I heard amongst Princeton's rehearsed gospel he just spouted out that you performed a prank today?" "Yeah... with some kid named Wayne Starr... why?" this was one of the first times Flea made no sense. "Oh, right... the descendent of Sudoku..." "What?" Zander was definitely lost now. "Nothing! Stay with him, if he's anything like the rest of his family, he can be a good friend for you. And if he brings up anymore pranks, make SURE you're part of them." Flea had just given Zander unnecessary orders. "I understand, Master Flea." Zander said, almost monotonously. "I'll stay nearby in case Princeton tries anything funny." Flea said as a strange aura surrounded him and his body changed shape. When the aura subsided, it was not the face of Master Flea standing before him but a blonde-haired woman who looked in her mid-twenties. Her hair was in a bun and her glasses accented her brown eyes. She also had on a plaid skirt and vest that accented her figure. "Say hello to the new Student Counselor, Ms. Conception." Flea said. Amara absorbed the fire from the office into her hand after she opened its door. after that she stalked off to the auditorium, where she found four people talking. well...two talking, one silent, and one yelling. she walked over to them with her sunglasses on. "yo. any of you guys know where i can find this 'Headmaster' guy?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:09 pm
blood_night_goddess ShinobiCorona01 Flea just sat there casually, legs crossed carefully, he knew the Headmaster's type and wasn't showing anything off he'd regret. "And furthermore...." Princenemy continued to drone on in the background about the proud history of his office and all kinds of stuff Flea knew full-well was probably just a cover-up for losing his dirty magazine stash or something. He looked over at Zander, who was nearly asleep, and couldn't take anymore. "Zander, tell the Headmaster you're sorry!" Flea suddenly shouted out of nowhere. "Master Flea I-" Zander was awestruck, his Master believed HIM?!"You heard me right, tell the Headmaster you're sorry I had to come all the way here from Norway and listen to this NONSENSE!" Now Flea looked directly at Princenemy. "Zander can't even use a lighter properly, how could he have started that fire? You're only blaming him because you don't like him." Princenemy's jaw dropped all of the way to his waist. "No! That's not the reason! He's a criminal and must be puni-" he suddenly froze his words, because Flea had his hand in a pouch at his side. "Erm, Flea, I am sorry that I threatened your student but in case you did not realize he is now my student as well. I would like to ask Zander exercise better behavior in the future as I will overlook this incident." Princenemy said the words like he was cursing his worse enemy and hobbled out of the room, muttering under his breath. "Hey, thanks, Master Flea!" Zander said, coming close to hugging his Master/surrogate parent. "Zander, I think with a maniac like Princeton leading this school, you'll need some help staying out of trouble." he said, with a sort of evil grin on his face. "Master Flea, that smirk, it doesn't mean what I think it-" "Princeton and I used to be sworn rivals, but I think the time has come to restart our little conflict. I heard amongst Princeton's rehearsed gospel he just spouted out that you performed a prank today?" "Yeah... with some kid named Wayne Starr... why?" this was one of the first times Flea made no sense. "Oh, right... the descendent of Sudoku..." "What?" Zander was definitely lost now. "Nothing! Stay with him, if he's anything like the rest of his family, he can be a good friend for you. And if he brings up anymore pranks, make SURE you're part of them." Flea had just given Zander unnecessary orders. "I understand, Master Flea." Zander said, almost monotonously. "I'll stay nearby in case Princeton tries anything funny." Flea said as a strange aura surrounded him and his body changed shape. When the aura subsided, it was not the face of Master Flea standing before him but a blonde-haired woman who looked in her mid-twenties. Her hair was in a bun and her glasses accented her brown eyes. She also had on a plaid skirt and vest that accented her figure. "Say hello to the new Student Counselor, Ms. Conception." Flea said. Amara absorbed the fire from the office into her hand after she opened its door. after that she stalked off to the auditorium, where she found three people talking. well...two talking and one yelling. she walked over to them with her sunglasses on. "yo. any of you guys know where i can find this 'Headmaster' guy?" (( That's the auditorium ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:11 pm
Lucifer Moloch blood_night_goddess ShinobiCorona01 Flea just sat there casually, legs crossed carefully, he knew the Headmaster's type and wasn't showing anything off he'd regret. "And furthermore...." Princenemy continued to drone on in the background about the proud history of his office and all kinds of stuff Flea knew full-well was probably just a cover-up for losing his dirty magazine stash or something. He looked over at Zander, who was nearly asleep, and couldn't take anymore. "Zander, tell the Headmaster you're sorry!" Flea suddenly shouted out of nowhere. "Master Flea I-" Zander was awestruck, his Master believed HIM?!"You heard me right, tell the Headmaster you're sorry I had to come all the way here from Norway and listen to this NONSENSE!" Now Flea looked directly at Princenemy. "Zander can't even use a lighter properly, how could he have started that fire? You're only blaming him because you don't like him." Princenemy's jaw dropped all of the way to his waist. "No! That's not the reason! He's a criminal and must be puni-" he suddenly froze his words, because Flea had his hand in a pouch at his side. "Erm, Flea, I am sorry that I threatened your student but in case you did not realize he is now my student as well. I would like to ask Zander exercise better behavior in the future as I will overlook this incident." Princenemy said the words like he was cursing his worse enemy and hobbled out of the room, muttering under his breath. "Hey, thanks, Master Flea!" Zander said, coming close to hugging his Master/surrogate parent. "Zander, I think with a maniac like Princeton leading this school, you'll need some help staying out of trouble." he said, with a sort of evil grin on his face. "Master Flea, that smirk, it doesn't mean what I think it-" "Princeton and I used to be sworn rivals, but I think the time has come to restart our little conflict. I heard amongst Princeton's rehearsed gospel he just spouted out that you performed a prank today?" "Yeah... with some kid named Wayne Starr... why?" this was one of the first times Flea made no sense. "Oh, right... the descendent of Sudoku..." "What?" Zander was definitely lost now. "Nothing! Stay with him, if he's anything like the rest of his family, he can be a good friend for you. And if he brings up anymore pranks, make SURE you're part of them." Flea had just given Zander unnecessary orders. "I understand, Master Flea." Zander said, almost monotonously. "I'll stay nearby in case Princeton tries anything funny." Flea said as a strange aura surrounded him and his body changed shape. When the aura subsided, it was not the face of Master Flea standing before him but a blonde-haired woman who looked in her mid-twenties. Her hair was in a bun and her glasses accented her brown eyes. She also had on a plaid skirt and vest that accented her figure. "Say hello to the new Student Counselor, Ms. Conception." Flea said. Amara absorbed the fire from the office into her hand after she opened its door. after that she stalked off to the auditorium, where she found three people talking. well...two talking and one yelling. she walked over to them with her sunglasses on. "yo. any of you guys know where i can find this 'Headmaster' guy?" (( That's the auditorium )) ((look at what i bloody wrote! i said the auditorium!!!))
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:27 pm
"This... this squirrel... is like me. You see the spines? That means that it was fed Nevermore. Right before it was put in here. You see the way that its leg is pulled back? That means it was drowned. And it had to be held in, fully submerged." She looked like she was going to retch. Instead, she threw the jar at the wall, looking at it grimly as it shattered and the being inside reverted to a normal animal. Wiping her mouth off, se stared grimly at the tiny corpse. "Disgusting ******** experiments. I would have probably ended up like this thing, unable to control my form's change, if it weren't for that god damned vampire. But I'd be so much more human... and it still would havetaken years of using it, every day at the very least, for it to happen." she stared biterly at it, and then shrugged. She took out one of the small bombs, placing it in the locker where she had found the amomination. it smelled like some form of 'were. Lighting the fuse, she tossed it in, closing the door and stepping away. She watched grimly as the locker expladed, door flying open and smashing into it's neihbour. "Well,that takes care of that..." she looked down at the books, magazines, bombs, lighters and the games she had scrounged before discovering the sqirrel. Selecting the porn items, she seperated them from the rest, and tossed them over at Conall's pile. She looked at the books he had, and searched through them for interesting titles. She found six.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:28 pm
blood_night_goddess Lucifer Moloch blood_night_goddess ShinobiCorona01 Flea just sat there casually, legs crossed carefully, he knew the Headmaster's type and wasn't showing anything off he'd regret. "And furthermore...." Princenemy continued to drone on in the background about the proud history of his office and all kinds of stuff Flea knew full-well was probably just a cover-up for losing his dirty magazine stash or something. He looked over at Zander, who was nearly asleep, and couldn't take anymore. "Zander, tell the Headmaster you're sorry!" Flea suddenly shouted out of nowhere. "Master Flea I-" Zander was awestruck, his Master believed HIM?!"You heard me right, tell the Headmaster you're sorry I had to come all the way here from Norway and listen to this NONSENSE!" Now Flea looked directly at Princenemy. "Zander can't even use a lighter properly, how could he have started that fire? You're only blaming him because you don't like him." Princenemy's jaw dropped all of the way to his waist. "No! That's not the reason! He's a criminal and must be puni-" he suddenly froze his words, because Flea had his hand in a pouch at his side. "Erm, Flea, I am sorry that I threatened your student but in case you did not realize he is now my student as well. I would like to ask Zander exercise better behavior in the future as I will overlook this incident." Princenemy said the words like he was cursing his worse enemy and hobbled out of the room, muttering under his breath. "Hey, thanks, Master Flea!" Zander said, coming close to hugging his Master/surrogate parent. "Zander, I think with a maniac like Princeton leading this school, you'll need some help staying out of trouble." he said, with a sort of evil grin on his face. "Master Flea, that smirk, it doesn't mean what I think it-" "Princeton and I used to be sworn rivals, but I think the time has come to restart our little conflict. I heard amongst Princeton's rehearsed gospel he just spouted out that you performed a prank today?" "Yeah... with some kid named Wayne Starr... why?" this was one of the first times Flea made no sense. "Oh, right... the descendent of Sudoku..." "What?" Zander was definitely lost now. "Nothing! Stay with him, if he's anything like the rest of his family, he can be a good friend for you. And if he brings up anymore pranks, make SURE you're part of them." Flea had just given Zander unnecessary orders. "I understand, Master Flea." Zander said, almost monotonously. "I'll stay nearby in case Princeton tries anything funny." Flea said as a strange aura surrounded him and his body changed shape. When the aura subsided, it was not the face of Master Flea standing before him but a blonde-haired woman who looked in her mid-twenties. Her hair was in a bun and her glasses accented her brown eyes. She also had on a plaid skirt and vest that accented her figure. "Say hello to the new Student Counselor, Ms. Conception." Flea said. Amara absorbed the fire from the office into her hand after she opened its door. after that she stalked off to the auditorium, where she found three people talking. well...two talking and one yelling. she walked over to them with her sunglasses on. "yo. any of you guys know where i can find this 'Headmaster' guy?" (( That's the auditorium )) ((look at what i bloody wrote! i said the auditorium!!!)) (( .... Sorry... didn't see that part... ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:37 pm
Conall grabbed the porn and looked through it.
-"Hmm... I'm impressed... people here got good tastes..."
Conall took the porn and stuffed it in the backpacks, grinning.
-"Looks like I'm gonna get some good money off of this stuff..."
Conall then continued to vandalize lockers and steal people's belongings.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:43 pm
Star was still wandering down the hallways, when she came into teh hallway where two students were. One, was vadalizing peoples' lockers, and the other was looking at some stuff. Star, feeling more confident than usual, started, "What the hell are you doing? This is so not right! What kind of person are you, vadalzing people's property and taking their stuff!?" Star said very loudly. Her eyes settled on Conall, blazing with fury.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 4:45 pm
"perch's ears twitched. "We'd better get out of here." she picked up the stuff, hers and Conalls, and ran around a corner. she looked down the hall, unused lockers, and proceeded to stuff them with a number of bags. as she went, she flicked the doors closed, certain that they could get them open later. "Authoritave figure coming down the hall in about three minutes..." She gave him a single backpack, taking one; a fairly empty one, for herself. She stuffed her own bag inside it.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 5:05 pm
Conall kicked the lockers on a certain part of their door, then tried to open them. He couldn't.
-"That problem solved..."
Conall tore down the hallways, backpack slamming on his back. He ripped through groups of boys and girls, leaving them spinning and on the floor. He apologized for nothing, and by the time he was clear across the school, he stopped to breathe.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 6:04 pm
As Zander and Ms. Conception walked out, Zander immediately noticed something weird.
"What is that GODAWFUL smell?!" he said, grabbing his nose for desire of the ability to breathe. Then he looked over at the squirrel lying in the shattered remnants of what was once a jar.
"Pickled squirrel, jus' like mah Maw used to make back home." said a voice from the distance. He recognized it as Alex O'Fire's. Surprised he wasn't in the dorms y- DORMS! CRAP! Zander forgot to register for his room!
"Master Flea, I have no place to sl-" he started, the realizing neither Flea nor Ms. Conception was next to him any longer, he groaned and headed for the closest Janitor's Closet. He grabbed a tarp and a broken broomhead and fell asleep on the cold cement floor.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 9:07 pm
perch grinned at Conall as they sped through the hallways. "Wow..." she panted. That was... close." she looked over at him. "Shall we turn back soon?" She looked at him. "I can get back in without trouble."
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 9:30 pm
Shady Mane Perch grinned at Conall as they sped through the hallways. "Wow..." she panted. That was... close." she looked over at him. "Shall we turn back soon?" She looked at him. "I can get back in without trouble." Seeing that he was winded, she said, "You stay here. I'll go get them." she walked off to the hallway with the lockers, and proceeded to unlock one she heard footsteps. She turned,dropped her screwdriver, and ran into the closet. Her hand banged against the door, and a clicking noise ensued. she didn't hear it, opening the door and stepping in quickly. She nearly stepped on someone. "Sorry..." she said. "I didn't know this room was taken." Stepping arefully to avoid hurting the occupants of the room, she reached for the handle, pulling and shaking at it. it made a hollow rattling sound. She groaned. "No freaking way." she said. "locked."
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