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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 11:38 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye... "We sort of need four more 'mysteries,'" Angela said. "Because I've only come up with three, really." She looked around and pulled Misaki into the girl's restroom. "We'll talk in here. Let's just make sure there's no one else here, first."
She made quick work of checking under all the stalls--all of which were empty--before going to lean on the sink. She sighed slightly. "Alright, so, my sister has started working here. As a substitute. The thing is, we're twins. So she's obviously lied about her age to get in. And we kind of don't get on--and by that, I mean, that usually when we see each other, she tries to kill me. So I know she's just here to stir things up."
"First order of business it that I'm warning people to stay away from her and not to trust her. Second order of business. She confirmed that something is going on that school. I know she did it just to rile me up and was definitely not telling me the whole story. But I also know she wasn't lying because I can always tell. Sort of...twin telepathy or whatever. The problem is that we obviously don't have proof, and we don't know who else is in this group."
"We really have to step our investigation before people start getting hurt. And we need to find out who on the staff we can trust. There is one person I know we can but...he's an idiot and he didn't seem keen on helping. So we just need to stalk more, I guess.Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 12:15 am
  Misaki Shinonome ______________________________ "Alright. I'll be on the lookout for it. Suzume might be able to help with that, I think. As well as Reilynn--but I think I have to talk to Reilynn about joining the journalism club. The point is that they can be like our cover girls that actually do the interviewing for us while we doing the real investigating because I'm sure they have the imagination and... the adventurer's spirit." Misaki said as she watched Angela check the stalls. Misaki wasn't one for waiting and she felt that there was no one in the bathroom anyways. After all, the two girls made a good cover and in the meantime, Misaki and Angela can investigate what really matters.
She frowned when she heard Angela talk about her sister. What? So there really was something shady going on in the school? Misaki pursed her lips. This would be good for her then. If she can prove that the majority of demons were involved with this, then maybe.... maybe she could prove once and for all that demons were bad. No, it was harder than that. Her uncle...
"Yeah. I agree. If only I could just find a way to carry around my swords. I'm useless without them if it's a fight. So... if there is a fight involved, don't get offended if I run off, because I'm probably off to go look for a suitable weapon." Misaki added. "Of course proof and investigating comes first. Um... we could start with the people who are close to your sister?"
((I'm off to go to bed. ^^ ))______________________________
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 5:34 pm
Angela.Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die,
the right road to Faerie, is the blink of an eye..."Yes," Angela said. "I think it'll be good to have a few charismatic people who can handle the actual work and make the club look official. It'll give us more time to investigate while they ensure no one suspects anything. I just...think we need to be wary who we tell the truth of the club to. We don't want even a breath of this to escape and get back to the wrong people."
She frowned slightly. "Why don't you find some places around the school to stash some weapons. It'll be helpful if more monsters show up. And if you hide them in unlikely places, then no one else will find them. You know, swords in the air vents. Totally not suspicious."
"I wonder if there are any magic spells that help you make, you know, magic weapons or something. That would be helpful to learn..."Where charming old stories, in blood are expressed,
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress...
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 7:20 pm
Misaki Shinonome ______________________________ Angela had a point. Hiding weapons in the school seemed like a good idea. Except, as a prefect, she felt it was wrong and if she got found out, she could get into some serious trouble. Misaki was a bit hesitant to agree but she finally nodded her head. "Okay. I'll try doing something like that." Misaki said.
She frowned, unsure about magic weapons. "Uh... well, I don't have very strong spiritual power." Misaki said with a blush. "As a priestess, I could vaguely tell a species, but it's not very specific and sometimes I could be wrong. I... I think that's as far as I can go when it comes to spiritual powers."
But her swords were the ones that did the exorcising. Misaki was the one that did the hacking and slashing. So... in truth, she wasn't much of a priestess.
"We'd better head out to class. I've skipped music to the point my teacher might just kick me out of class. We can meet up later and tell each other about anything else." Misaki said. She was about to head out whens he paused and turned back to Angela. "I still don't trust the counselor. I saw him being friendly with the headmistress. Although he seemed to just be polite with her and they seemed to just be on friendly terms with each other. I don't know if the headmistress is someone to be suspicious of... or if the counselor is just trying to gain her trust. I could be paranoid though."
And with that said, Misaki left to get to class.
[Exits to Music]______________________________
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 2:52 am
 Monica Linely
After being vomitted on, Monica ran to the bathrooms. Her clothes stunk. It was absolutely, vile. She ran infront of a basin with a mirror. She pulled off her beanie and took off her glasses. She took of the jumper she was thankfully wearing and showed it under the basin and flushed the water on it. Too bad the girl managed to get vomit on Monica's jeans too. Shame, these were her favourite pair. What a great start to my time at this school
Monica grabbed toilet paper from one of the cubicles and wet them and wiped up the vomit from her jeans. Leaving her jumper in the basin she stuck her hands in it and washed away everything. Once she finally finished, Monica wringed out the water from her jumper and put on her glasses and beanie. She hoped she remembered her perfume in her bag, like she always had, so she could spritz some on to cover the horrid smell the girls vomit had left.
Once she finished inthe bathroom, she headed back to the classroom, hoping that girl wasn't there.
[exit]  
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Posted: Wed May 23, 2012 12:35 pm
 "You know, I'm not much of a fighter, but..." Reilynn was in the girl's bathroom doing a girly ritual. The lipgloss! Bam! Done in an instant. Reilynn stared at herself at the mirror. The reflection stared back at her and she got herself caught up in a staring contest that would obviously end in a draw. Her eyes started to water and eventually she blinked.
"It's impossible to win a staring contest against a mirror." Reilynn said as she closed her eyes and tried to wipe away the tears. She should probably head off to history, but Reilynn wasn't really looking forward to it because she was never fond of history. She just wanted to keep going and look to the future.
"Someday, you'll be the best treasure hunter in the world." Reilynn said to her reflection.
((Spamming this place. D<)) "...I'm a pretty darn good treasure hunter!"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 2:44 am
Tshila.Curari 
Tshila stepped into the bathroom and, surprised no one else was there, went to go brush her hair really fast and generally do girly things front of the mirrorand wait to see if someone else would come in to gossip or just lurk around and stuff.
She set her bag on the counter and started to rummage for her hairbrush.
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 5:25 pm
 Voldemort Paul Malevolyte He managed to break out of the mansion he was being held in. The woman that cared for him suddenly patted him and left the door wide open to the outside world! What an idiot woman! He wasn't sure what exactly she said to him before leaving, but he sensed a chance to escape, so he ran out of the mansion---breaking a vase or two on the way---and was bursting to freedom.
His journey led him to this place for some odd reason. He was going to make a life for himself and first he had to find food. He wasn't hungry yet, but he decided to stock up on food. He found a good hideout using tunnels he had found when he was poking around outside. Now to go find meals to store in the banged up, but still useful cages.
What the hell was up with his name? It was a random thought as he wandered into a room full of tiles. Voldemort and Paul slammed together? Just... what?
He found a delicacy inside brushing her hair. Well, she won't need to do that anymore since he would have to tear out her hair when he ate her. Voldemort Paul dashed in and seized the girl and was soon rushing back into his tunnels to store her in a banged up, but still useful cage.
[Exits with Tshila]
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 11:48 pm
รคภเ  xThere's never been an oyster so divine
A river deep that never runs dry ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Into the bathroom – ah, it really did smell better in here. Weird. He looked over to where the girl had left to and was about to approach her to do the same thing she had threatened him against moments ago to further establish he didn't learn, but he stopped. Angela – as he now knew her name to be and found it necessary enough to store in his mind – had a queer look on her face. He raised a brow and glanced at the stalls she was so fascinated with.
“Nope! No one here but us lovebirds~!” He chimed out with a snicker as he went up to her to – hey, slut's bag. He paused with his hand slightly raised, instead moving it off to pick up the colorful atrocity. Of course he recognized it! Not everyone decided to carry their things in such a blatant, 'Steal me!' way. He picked it up and immediately went to nosing his way through it, his curiosity getting the better of him now that the slut wasn't there. “She's in my P.E. and Astronomy class – the girl who has this bag. Gum?” He offered her a stick as he located a package of it, taking a piece for himself and chewing it happily. Free gum~!
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The birds and the bees they hum alongxxxx
Get on board and have some funxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:05 am
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
Ugh. Why did she not expect him to follow her? She definitely should have expected it. The stupid pervert who...went to the bag and started rifling through it like the jerk he was. Angela glared at him as she went to pick up the hairbrush off the floor, which she immediately whacked him over the head with. Angela yanked the bag out of his hands, dropped the brush inside it and then whacked him with that too.
"You don't just pick up a girl's bag and start rummaging through it like a curious baboon!" Angela snapped. "What are you even doing in here--oh, I get it. You finally acknowledged you're just a really confused girl with p***s envy? I did always suspect you were a bit too much of a fop to actually be a guy." But there wasn't much fire in the insult. She was more concerned about the bag having been left there like that with the brush on the floor. As if the owner had been in the middle of something and then...she shook her head. No. Okay. this whole thing with Abel and his allies or whatever, was definitely making her paranoid.
"Sani," Angela said. "Look, I know this is difficult for you but can you actually give me a straight answer on something? This girl--is she the sort who would just drop her brush on the floor and leave her bag in the bathroom for anyone to find?"
No one had gone in or out during the time Angela had been within sight of the bathroom so it had to have been there for a while. And Angela couldn't think of an emergency where someone would have left their stuff there instead of just grabbing it and taking it along.You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:47 am
รคภเ xThere's never been an oyster so divine
A river deep that never runs dry ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ No gum then? Sani frowned as he shoved the second piece in his mouth, chewing that up while trying to ignore the dull thud of pain in the back of his head where the girl had smacked him with the hairbrush. He couldn't miss a beat with her! Not to take care of some silly injury that would end up disappearing in a few minutes anyway!
“Would me being a girl turn you on more, Angel?” He teased as he perched himself up on the bathroom counter, leaning forward with both hands hanging tightly to the edge of the counter. “You give me a time and place and I think I can arrange something.” He winked at her before pulling himself back further onto the counter so his head wasn't in as close of range as her fist. He could probably hit harem rival up – the guy owed him after he decided to go poaching on Sani's herd!
But, that would have to be decided later, when Angela wasn't trying to get information out of him. He looked interested for a moment, thinking on what he knew of the blonde bimbo. ..Not really much, but it was probably more than Angela knew. “Maybe, maybe not.” He answered vaguely, pausing to attempt to blow a bubble with the gum, but failing miserably. “I can't just go gossiping about her to a stranger, babe; what do you take me for?”
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The birds and the bees they hum alongxxxx
Get on board and have some funxxxxx
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:13 pm
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
"A corpse," Angela said, raising an eyebrow. "In about three seconds, if you don't stop being an a**." She shoved Sani back against the counter, gripping his shirt in her hands as she glared up at him. "I know you're doing this just to piss me off and congratulations, I'm pissed off. Do you want a bloody cookie? Or maybe I should shove your head through this mirror until the fact I don't like you seeps in your brain?" Releasing him, Angela turned away, disgusted at him for being a creep, and herself for letting him rile her up.
"Fine," she said, grabbing the brightly colored bag and slinging it over her shoulder along with her own. "You know, Sani, you have it so easy--just going around the school, playing around, doing whatever you want. You have absolutely no idea what is going on in this school. None. And you probably don't give a damn either so bully for you. But someone you know is possibly in danger right now--or dead. And there is no one else I can trust enough to ask for help. So if you want to continue to just play around like you always do, be my guest. I'll go find her myself."
She paused looked over her shoulder as she started out the door. "I knew you were disgusting lout, but until now I did think you at least had a bit of a conscience lurking in there. I guess being a lying, heartless b*****d is the norm at this school. Well done. Now there are two men at this school I can honestly say I hate."
[exit to hallway]You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:37 pm
รคภเ xThere's never been an oyster so divine
A river deep that never runs dry ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ It would probably be a complete lie to say that none of that had stung Sani a bit, but Sani was a darn good liar. He leaned back against the mirror and watched the bathroom door swing close, letting out a sigh of some unusual feeling he didn't feel like naming. It certainly wasn't agitation – Angela was entertaining! That entire outburst had been entertaining! Sure, she had said she hated him, but girls her age spouted that nonsense off as easy as saying hello! He couldn't take it seriously, even if she lumped him in with that weird boyfriend of hers. ..In fact, it was somewhat flattering she believed she could have that much feeling towards him~ He chuckled to himself as he slid further down the counter, laying awkwardly over a sink.
“...No idea..” He tilted his head to one side and straightened up – really..? No idea about a school? What could that possibly mean? What, did they.. experiment on students or something outlandish like that? He quirked an eyebrow and straightened himself up, putting his hands in his pockets. ..Mm.. Missing student, Angela acting weird, and now a sudden mysterious quality to the school.. He would be a fool to pass it up. Plus, she had all the gum now and he felt like another piece! “HEY, prude, hold up!” He called out as he left the bathroom, heading after her without any more hesitation involved.
[Exit Sani]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The birds and the bees they hum alongxxxx
Get on board and have some funxxxxx
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:53 pm
"He who is not courageous enough to take the risks
will accomplish nothing in life..."  ✿ Freayah pass by the bathroom to deliver her abomination or whatever it is and heads towards the sink and washed her hands while biting her hanky.. Soon as she's done, she took a quick check on her dress and fix the frizzles of her hair.. Freayah is been doing a lot back at the forest trying to research about herbs for potions.. Well, depending on the availability..
She slid her hand inside her bag and picked her comb before brushing her long hair, staring at the mirror.. Humming her father's lullabye, Freayah can't help but to think about Captain Jerem before he died after the crash.. She failed to visit his tomb lately, giving out a sigh.. Maybe later she would just drop by the cemetry..✿ "I turn cant's into cans..
And my dreams into plans..." ((Useless post of DOOM! Dx ))
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