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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:40 pm
xLieselotte ((Right now it's Week 2: Friday, so it's the evening. That means it's nighttime and students need to get to their dorms. If there's no one to RP with you in your dorm, you're free to take your character to a dorm where there are people in it. ^^ )) ((Whoops sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 11:53 am
●●●Maritzia
XXXXX●●● Stormstrung  The shells upon the warm sand are taken from their own landsMaritzia strolled into the art classroom clutching a patchwork bag that very closely resembled an octopus. Her bag had only 7 legs instead of 8 (due to a very unfortunate incident involving a dog) and its left button/eye hung loosely on a few stray threads. She would have liked to say that her sewing skills did not at all reflect her art abilities...but that would be lying. In fact...her art abilities were worse.
Sitting down at the nearest table she fished trough the contents of her bag eventually finding a box of scented markers. She threw them on the table, a little aggressively, still angry that they had tricked her. "Art lesson number one. Scented markers don't taste like they smell." she muttered to herself.
echo of their stories but all I hear are low sounds
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 1:22 pm
There was a note on the teacher's desk that hadn't been there before. it was basically just a note that said Jukka wouldn't be in class due to his pneumonia.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 1:32 pm
((You're free to have your character wander until students start showing up to class. ^^ It'll be some time before the teachers of the classes get online.))
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SweetHotChocoIate Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 1:37 pm
here. 
Carrie Borden
Carrie let out a long yawn as she strode into class with her bag. She fished out her small sketchbook and stared down at it forlornly. She recalled Angela being able to draw... perhaps she could ask for help. Her forte really was not art.
She slumped into a nearby desk, feeling sluggish and just wanting it to be time for music class.
((Migraine =w=;;; ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 2:49 pm
  *.~*¨¯¨*•~.Renivere Heartily.~•*¨¯¨*~.* As usual, Renivere was one of the early people to get to class. There were other people in the classroom. She was happy to see Carrie though. She went over to Carrie and took a seat next to her. "Good morning, Carrie! Clouds of gloom float about. Are you unwell?" Renivere asked.
Renivere hoped that a teacher would appear today. If not, she will have everyone work together to make a mural. 
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 2:49 pm
 ~Isamu Korino~"My life is a Shakespearian tragedy"
Isamu stepped into the art room with his sketchpad and drawing supplies tucked under his arms. He found and empty table and took a seat by himself. he really hoped that he wouldn't be seeing Javor anytime soon. Last time Javor had substituted for art class it had given Isamu a horrible panic attack. The man truly freaked him out. He wondered what they would be doing for class work today.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:02 pm
 Hiro KashinoMy soul is like a broken glass houseShattered into piecesBack to art. He sat down in the nearest desk and placed his head on the desk. Without that needed heat boost, he'd get pretty tired. He was still wide awake, but just resting his body.
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SweetHotChocoIate Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:34 pm
 ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "I don't get what people get so worked up. Suzume burst into the classroom and found that there were students alreayd in the class. The thing is that Suzume knew none of them. Oh well! Time to make new friends! "Morning everyone! My name's Suzume! I'm a new student in this class! Nice to meet you all!" Suzume said cheerfully as she bounced into the room.
She glanced around and looked at the people in the classroom. They were all pretty spread out. There was a pair that was sitting together so they were probably friends. For an art class, it was pretty small.
Now that she thought of it. Where was the teacher? If it's not any fun, then why bother?" '
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:39 pm
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:47 pm
Hiro KashinoMy soul is like a broken glass houseShattered into piecesHiro picked his head up to see who just bursted into the classroom. He sat up in his chair and looked at Suzume. May i ask why you are in such a good mood Suzume? Hopefully she isnt one of those 'too happy for no reason' types. Hiro absolutely hated that.
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 3:57 pm
~Isamu Korino~ "My life is a Shakespearian tragedy"
Isamu watched quietly as everyone seemed to get frustrated with Suzume, all because she was feeling good? Boy, Isamu sure wished that he felt that good. Nonetheless, he felt rather bad for the girl. She was only expressing her happiness. Isamu sighed and lifted a bony hand, waving for her to come over and sit with him. This was a very unusual thing for Isamu to do..... but he didn't mind. She seemed kind enough.
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SweetHotChocoIate Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 4:02 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "I don't get what people get so worked up. Suzume moved out of the way. Whoops! Looks like she was blocking the door for someone! "Whoa! Sorry about that! Jeez, I didn't even hear you come in. Ah... but then again I was talking pretty loud, wasn't I? Right, right! Sorry!" Suzume cried out, moving out of the way for the fashionable boy.
She turned to Hiro and grinned. "And why are you not? Actually! Don't answer that question! Because I can't sit still when listening to gloom and doom. For an art class, this place seems like a mourning area, isn't it? So quiet! Besides, it's morning and I'm full of energy!" Suzume answered, not noticing she was disturbing anyone with her personality. If it's not any fun, then why bother?" '
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2012 4:19 pm
Hiro KashinoMy soul is like a broken glass houseShattered into piecesHiro layed his head back on the desk. It's strange, right now all he wanted to do was be near Sammy. 'It better not be what i think it is He left his eyes open but let his body shut down and rest.
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