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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 8:39 am
Shifra Daisy Carmine Alon Curiosity Killed The CatShifra had accidentally abandoned her post when she heard the music inside. Slipping in, hungry for a quick peak, the girl was quickly flooded with awe at the musical battle between Taro and a stranger. She was staring, gawking really, not paying mind to the unfiltered crowd bursting in at the knowledge of the famous idol's performance and fight. They crammed inside, applauding and whooping at the end of each of her performaces, and seething at almost every condescending comment that came from the boy. Their was an obvious fan favourite, mostly decided by the simple attitude difference. Shifra didn't know much about instruments, but the stranger seemed to be attacking Taro with his knowledge, and Taro kept calling him ahipter. She didn't under stand. hat she did understand was the amount of building tension of the fans. It was like a palpable pounce about to land on the stranger, who was completely oblivious, as Taro was too. She worried about this so thoroughly, that finally when she could interrupt, she stepped to Taro, shoving through some people, and grabbed her shoulder. "Taro, I think if you keep this up they might go rabid. Your fans are getting scary." But Satisfaction Brought It Back With; Taro Zangrela and Talon. Where; Near the gates Feelings?Excitement
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 10:57 am
(that dorm is allready filled, please check the dorm listing first if your going to request a specific room)
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 11:49 am

>>)Taro Zangrela(<<
The Trap Idol
Location: Office With: Shifra, Arisu, Kaleo, and Talon
when you walk away you don't hear me say please oh baby...don't go.
Taro narrowed his eyes at Kaleo "yes and just as many more idiots who think they can play an instrument will say the same. And the only reason ochestral composers are so well remembered is because they plastered their name over every song they created and lived in a time where their music was one of the central parts of society, a society that in turn was the most advanced and influential to the rest of the world. Could you even tell who composed what piece if their name wasn't in the title? no you couldn't, because not only did they not even perform the songs themselves, without a voice it is impossible to recognize who is performing. You don't need to remember an opera composer's name, because the music itself is what is important, they didn't want their name to be remembered, they wanted their songs to be. They didn't feel the need to put their name in the tittle of every song as if they where what was important. And because of that their music isn't just a nice song to listen to, they're part of our culture, they don't belong to any one person, they belong to the people" he said, it was like when someone heard mozart, one would think "oh that's a mozart song", however when someone heard "Frere Jacques" they thought "that is a french song" it wasn't just some person's music, it belonged to an entire country, an entire culture. "and Vocals where what came first you twit! or are you going to say that that man invented the saxaphone before they even evolved to develop voice boxes?" he counted, wondering why he would revel in just a blatantly false statement. "because the piece is BORING! yes its impressive to be able to play but that's all it is to you, a means of showing off how talented you are. A song isn't even music at that point, its just a tool for you to try and win an argument. Your not contributing anything, your not even trying to! You treat music as if it simply exists to serve you!" he shouted angrily, not having noticed the crowd that had amassed. When he asked what he had been trying to prove with his piece he glared again. "to prove that music can actually be fun and interesting, that you can do things that people wouldn't normally think to try. That you don't have to just stick with old conventions and the labels that are used to define what is good or bad" he explained, though knew it was pointless to. When Kaleo began playing his jazz song Taro was once again impressed. His mind and actions where easily clouded by bias and anger, but he never let it do so to his sense for music. "another great performance. If you only used your mouth for playing and not mouthing off we probably wouldn't even have to fight" he said putting his flute away, though he was far from finished. Standing back up and holding up his hand, Taro stared straight into Kaleo's eyes. "however I didn't know we were allowed to use our powers to enhance our playing, you should make that clear next time or I may get the impression you where trying to cheat" he said with a smirk, catching him red handed. Suddenly the skin on his palm began to rise up and a long piece of bone began to poke out. As it extended outward the bone took the form of a customized flute, which Taro snapped off and brought to his lips and began playing, the bone flute perfectly imitating the sound of a bamboo flute. However he had only gotten about half way through the song when suddenly he felt a hand grasp his shoulder. "huh?" he said, looking back at Shifra. For the first time since they had started he paused to take in their surroundings and went wide eyed when he realized just how many of his fans had filed in, mixtures of glee and hatred in their eyes for him and Kaleo respectively. "hmmmm....in hindsight this might not have been the best idea" he said, his face and tone comedically dead pan. Thinking fast he pointed his finger at the light fixture and shot out one of his digit bones out like a bullet at it, shooting out sparks and killing all light in the room. Taking advantage of this distraction Taro grabbed Shifra and Talon and made a break for it. "come on guys we gotta go!" he said as they fled. "you to. RUN!" he said to Kaleo as they passed him, knowing full well his fans might end up swarming him. simple and clean is the way that your making me feel tonight its hard to let it go
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:19 pm
ChibbyKairi ± : .ā. : ± ĪšÆįæČæŹ IĻÆÉø ± : .ā. : ± āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā
Arisu Ito Age:16 Race:Cyborg elementlest Accompanied by: Talon, Taro, Shifra, mommy, daddy, Arin, New guy?
āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ± Arisu shook her head."Please stop arguing, I dident mean to create an argument, both instruments and singing is wonderful no mater what Geneva so please stop fighting." She begged.then when Taro left she let out a sigh."They fight worse then me."
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:20 pm
pdragon619 (that dorm is allready filled, please check the dorm listing first if your going to request a specific room) (How about dorm 7 that would be a room with a boy, or 2)
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:37 pm
ChibbyKairi pdragon619 (that dorm is allready filled, please check the dorm listing first if your going to request a specific room) (How about dorm 7 that would be a room with a boy, or 2) (why are you qouting me? Its circuit's room not mine)
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:45 pm
Yammato No Orochi Survival Teacher
Location: Library With: Patchouli, Hotaru
"they say you should never trust a snake...."
Orochi chuckled and shook his head a bit. "that'd be true enough if there wasn't allways more coming in" he said, waving to Hotaru as they moved back over towards the front desk. He was getting back to arranging some papers and inventory files when suddenly a burst of wind came through the library, sending all the papers on the desk fluttering off. "And here I was just saying how taxing organizing everything can be" he said to himself with a sigh. He didn't know if Cielle had horrible timing, or great timing and she was just using it for evil. Either way he kneeled down and started picking the scattered papers up, doing his best to rearrange them. "hello Baka Onee-san" he said, sending the condescending nick name right back at her without even a pause. "so what brings you to the library? other than to mess things up?" he asked as he stood up, setting the papers back down.
"...I'm not sure why though, metaphors have always eluded me"
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:56 pm
 "I am my demon." Trent was a bit disappointed since she caught his bluff. He wouldn't risk himself on a fight like this. Plus, despite his bad temper and bad boy attitude, he probably wouldn't even be able to pull the trigger anyways. Even his uncle, Cross, knew that. [ Lol thought id point that out c: ] He was close to continuing with a different tactic until she took it a step further. His eyes widened as he watched her pull the gun, which was still attached to his tail, to her own head, and taunt him into pulling it along with following up with insults to him. He wanted to hit her after she insulted him and his family, but he saw sincerity in her saying as if she wanted him to really do it. His blue eyes dimmed as he used his free hand to snap, causing the weapon to disappear from her hand. He took this chance to use his vamp speed and strength to get out of her grip, hoping she would be too surprised by the disappearance of his weapon. He would then start walking away, back turned towards her, and after a while would say, C'mon. You wanted to see uncle Orochi right? It's too much work to deny it."
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 12:59 pm
"He that makes himself a Sheep shall be eaten by a Wolf..." t h e h a l l w a y : āŖ t i r e d : ā a s t r a n g e r : ā l i k e h e l l : ā¤ Xeres yawned as he stepped onto the school grounds. He dropped his bags at his feet, stretched out his arms, and locked his fingers behind his head; cockiness. His wide open stance indicated that he wanted someone to come at him with the best they had, be it an enemy or some potential lover.
Besides, Xeres knew what he was here for: a relaxing vacation, more sheep, and if anyone was up for it, a challenge. So his current pose was perfectly suited for this purpose, though he needed to stop blocking the entrance. Thus, he picked up his bag from his feet, grabbed a piece of bubblegum from his pocket, popped it into his mouth, and started on his way inside of the school.
He didn't exactly know where he was going, but Xeres kept in stride anyway. Bag held at his side, back straight, head and eyes looking directly in front of him; confident. Everything about his walk implied he knew exactly where he was going. Though in actuality, he had no idea.
It amazed him that he saw nobody - Oh. What was this? A girl with purple hair was walking in the hallway? Maybe she knew where the hell he was supposed to be going. He puffed up his chest, lifted his head a little higher, and approached the petite female. "Do you know where I'm supposed to drop my bags off?" He asked the girl, still standing tall, confident. He posed for her to look at him, and a sudden breeze from the outside flowed nicely through his hair.
"But you know how much I love a challenge."
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 1:06 pm
Maro looked at Aerith and smiled. She seemed very nervous. He had no idea what to expect next from her, but decided to let time go by. When they finally began walking he smiled down at her. So, do you have a name? he said still holding onto her hand while carrying Chiyo with the other.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 1:58 pm
ā W I L L I Čŗ M X D Čŗ R S H Čŗ N I Čŗ C K ā "All I Care About Is Love."XXXXXXX  Months of planning, convincing his parents, setting everything up, making phone calls, and he was late; late. It had taken him a while to finally reach the school. Even with the helicopter, it seemed like ages in getting to this one place. The pilot was lucky that Will didn't mind the ride. The loud noise drowned out the apologies the pilot was trying to make for being so late. "Silly man, you're lucky you're pilot number four. If I got rid of you, my parents would grow suspicious." The convenience of silencing someone by taking off a simple headset was amazing. But he had prepared for the trip; Will had his prized putter next to him, along with a small messenger bag, with his wallet and a spare pair of white gloves. He wasn't expecting to play golf, but the club never left his side, and he found the gloves to be quite... self-explanatory.
Will knew the rest of his bags were coming later. He didn't care. He could easily afford to replace everything, but never his putter, his pride and joy. The faded crimson stains on the head added character, though the blade remained virtually untouched. Will always thought it was a drastic measure to bring out his blade, unaware that it was specially crafted and used by a long line of thunder elementals. He found that it would leave too clean a wound, and the blood would have made for a messy scene, not in the good way. Will might have been cold and calculating, but he enjoyed the head-bashing when it all came down to it. Nothing was better than seeing a person's dying emotions as he aimed to strike him, and feel the crunch as he struck the person's bones. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. Though, he'll truly pity the ones who try and force him to use the blade in the future.
Will closed his eyes and found himself instinctively swinging an imaginary putter, or... not swinging, rather hammering with his imaginary putter. Slow, perfectly-timed, and forceful. The pilot surely would have been dead if Will had his putter in his hands.
He shook his head. Will was getting too absorbed in the blood lust he so frequently felt. He couldn't let it control him; he needed to keep it cool. After all, how could Will explain another missing pilot? He glanced out the window, and let out a sigh of relief when he saw that they had landed. It was a precise landing in front of the school. He stepped out, the blades of the helicopter still spinning, the pilot looking at him for guidance. Will knew he couldn't hear him, so he waved him off, making sure him and his putter were at a safe distance before take-off. His messenger bag crossed his chest, going from his left shoulder, until he finally let the bag fall to his right. It was easier access to his spare gloves if anything were to happen.
If all went according to plan, his bags should be waiting for him in an already assigned room. It still didn't matter to him. He was here for pawns. Since Will was so late however, he would have to wait it out. Maybe he could go walking around the grounds. The weather was nice. Or maybe he could go... golfing. Though he doubted that there was a small game area around the school he could seek out. But the rain coming could easily wash away any residue left on his club. He had most convinced that it was dirt, from playing too much golf, you know, digging into the dirt with his forceful... putt. He shook his head, and an oddly feline grin played across Will's face. 'People these days are amazingly gullible.'
He then paused upon entering the school. Something had been here; large, furry. He inhaled the air a bit more, trying to get past the smell of the approaching rain. Will closed his eyes. 'Focus...' It hit him: dog. Not dog... wolf. There had been a wolf around here. Could it be? Was that mutt attending as well? Ahhh, Will remembered their first encounter. 'Xeres...' That boy had crossed him too many times, and he had to shake off the disgust he felt towards the smell of that filthy wolf. It shook him to his core, the thought of sharing the same territory as that beast. He saw a small rat scamper past and listened to his instinct, catching it with his foot. Seems he would need his spare pair of gloves after all.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:02 pm
    Talon laughed at the flirty ish attitude taro had. Immediately when he was about to rebuttal, he and some other guy got into a music war. He listened to the music mentally rooting for Taro. After a while, even he began to see the builds up of fans, and attempted to get Taro's attention, but Shiffra managed to do it first. He smirked when the lights were destroyed and taro had grabbed onto his and Shiffra's. He made the gourd over his shoulder disappears as he pulled both of them close, turning all three of them to water as they slid through cracks and vents off the school making it to his and Taro's dorm quietly, not even needing to open the door as they just slid underneath. He then let them become a solid state as they were both the same look and appearance as before they changed to liquid. The only thing they felt was a bit woozy from having their particles move freely for a while. That was amazing Taro. Just one question... What's a trap model? he said as his first thing he's said since they got back in the room. āāI'll keep my head up high. āā " " OutOfCali :
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:13 pm
ŅŅĻÉŹį¾ B. ӺɨɹÉȵÉϵ āāāā ā ā½āā
ā ā āāā»ā ā ā»āā¶ā” ā āāā¼āā ā»āā¾ā£ā½ he stumbled into faith and thought, "god this is all there is?"... Nepeta finished eating her future and threw her trash away. "Hey Asa are you redy to go?" She asked and watched her pet keep off the table and onto the ground. "Ok then we beter get going." She laughed. "hum I wonder if we have any classes today, I completly forgot to check." She said as her and Asa walked out the door.on her way to the main office she bumped into some one. 'Oh no not agen...' She thought and looked up to see who it was.it was another blonde boy with white gloves on who was closing his eyes. "S-sorry about that, your not hurt are you?" She asked making Shure he wasent Injured ether. "I really shuld have watched were I was going.." Asa looked up at the blonde boy and hid behind Nepeta, her tail swishing back and forth, as if unsure of this new comer.
blue lips, blue vains, blue the color of our planet from far far away... Out Of Cherrys:.....
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:26 pm
 Hibachi Rant
Hibachi noticed the emotions flashing across his face, shock, confusion, anger, rage. Ones she knew well, ones she fed off of. Though she had to admit for a neko his face wasn't all that bad really. When he snapped his gun away she smiled in satisfaction and allowed him to pry her hand off of him. She pulled her wings back into her body and dropped back down to the ground alongside Trent, and watched as he walked away all silent bad a** like. "he looks kinda cool like that doesn't he?" she mused, running her finger along one of the cuts on her face from his shriek attack. It still stung all over, and thinking about how he was able to do that with just his voice made her shiver a bit. Her eyes glowed amorously as he called back to her, and she followed quick behind him like a dedicated little puppy, a sweet innocent smile on her face. Infact her whole demeanor had jarringly shifted once the fight had ended. "lead the way Ranty" she said with a girlish giggle, grabbing onto his arm and walking along side him as if they where a couple or something.
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Posted: Tue Mar 19, 2013 2:33 pm

>>)Taro Zangrela(<<
The Trap Idol
Location: Taro and Talon's room With: Shifra, and Talon
when you walk away you don't hear me say please oh baby...don't go.
Taro's eyes widened as Talon suddenly grabbed onto them and they where turned into water. The entire experience was surreal and hard to even comprehend, let alone describe. All Taro knew was that when they reformed in their room his head and stomach felt like they where both spinning in opposite directions, and not 5 seconds later he collapses onto his bed...well it was his bed now since he didn't think he'd be standing back up anytime soon. "wawazh! whatafluckin...greavoreee..." he mumbled incoherently, eyes rolling in their sockets. He shook his head a few times, trying shake himself back in focus. When Talon spoke up he rose his hand for a thumbs up. "thanks...appreciate it" he said, letting his hand fall back down on the bed. When he asked what a trap model was he let out a dazed laugh. "I'll tell you when your older Tally" he said, to discombobulated to go through all the hassle of revealing he was a guy right now. simple and clean is the way that your making me feel tonight its hard to let it go
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