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bobaTJ rolled 2 20-sided dice:
19, 3
Total: 22 (2-40)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 3:00 pm
 Normally Cheyenne was excited about PE, and her warmup was exuberant, but at the mention of a test she was a little wary. Her flexibility wasn't necessarily the best and her legs were so long...
She waited her turn patiently rather than pushing to the front of the class, took a deep breath to steel herself, and stretched. 22? She sighed. That wasn't very good. She'd have to limber up so she could do better next time. At least it seemed to be within the normal range, right? Most other students had been around there.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2015 3:16 pm
 Micah offered the professor a little smile as she handed in her homework. It had been something of a task and certainly made her think more deeply about herself and her feelings. It was a nice exercise, but she hoped she never had to do it again. let them move on to something biological, anything but this!
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 1:27 pm
 Ustule listened to the talk. She was only half paying attention, fiddling with the hem of her uniform skirt. Skirts for work--that was silly. Uniforms should be trousers, because skirts were for time off. This was work, so trousers were far more appropriate. But she was supposed to be paying attention to class, so she put the incongruence of fashion out of her head and tried to pay attention. They were supposed to eat all of that in a day?! How could anyone do that? You'd spend half the day worrying about it, and half the day eating it all! Wait...had she eaten enough? Was there something wrong with eating things out of proportion? What happened if you ate things wrong?!
When it was her turn to speak, Ustule didn't have a good answer. She knew what answer she would have given a year ago, but now the very thought of that food made her sick to the stomach. She crossed her arms over her chest and whispered, "R-resher. Eet ees of the meats." She raised her hand, though, just like other children did in other classes. "What trenspires if we eat wrongly?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 2:02 pm
 Persephone hadn't really expected any questions. Just a simple little participation after listening to her babble for most of the time, so when the little pink Litch, with the strange accent piped up she hadn't really be prepared for it. Her tail swished behind her as picked out the girl. Oh, that one. Is that what native Borean Litch sounded like? It was very interesting, but now wasn't the time to ponder the accent. "Well, sweetie, sometimes nothing, but if you eat to much you might get a tummy ache, or get sick. Sometimes you can make your body really sick by not giving it the right kinds of foods, because we need lots of different vitamins and minerals to make all our systems work right. There's also the possibility of weight gain, which can lead to other health problems." she smiled and hoped she'd kept it simple enough for the girl. She had no idea what kind of schools Litch's had in more rural areas which the girl seemed to be from, but they were Litch's, all about knowledge and all that stuff? She'd had to have attended school prior to this...
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 5:55 pm
 For Enoukn the answer was very, very, very easy. He smiled and pointed at the fruit section of the Pyramid. "Fruit!" The Baphomet youth really, really, really liked fruit. He actual prefered it to sweets... Unless they were fruit flavored sweets then it was a toss up. "They are sweet but they're still good for you, right?" The Baphomet freshling asked the teacher with wide green eyes. He was curious - since they were his favorite snack. He clung to his plushy now, worried that the answer might be that they weren't as healthy for him as he first thought.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 9:16 pm
Ustule considered this. She knew what stomach aches and food-sickness were like. She'd experienced them before--she'd just never really thought about the much. So that at least made sense. As for not giving it the right kind of foods? Well...vitamins were a type of medicine, right? And minerals were a type of rock. She wasn't sure why they needed rocks, but maybe it was because they came from stones. Or something. Okay, so that passed muster, too. But what about weight gain? She'd never met someone who was truly overweight before. Maybe that was because it was a bad thing?
Yes. Everything the Grimm had said made sense. She nodded. "Thank you," she said gravely.
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VerityHattress rolled 2 20-sided dice:
18, 15
Total: 33 (2-40)
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 9:18 pm
 Lazarus knew he wasn't the most athletic, but he had to go through PE and Health like all the other nightmares. I wouldn't be fair if others couldn't skip out on such things and he could. Lazarus knew that, but that didn't stop him from disliking every moment of this class.
However, a stretch test seemed easy enough. So he did as was told, stretching as far as he could to see how far he could go.
He managed to stretch how far now?! Thirty three?! Maybe he wasn't so bad at being athletic after all! After all, he had never really tried that hard to begin with. Perhaps he had a secret talent even he didn't know about! Waiting for everyone else to finish now, Lazarus decided to think up some beats in his head for yet another composition, trying to remember them for after class.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 5:22 pm
Congrats~! You've all passed this round~!
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eldritch stardust rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 4:09 am
 Stifling a groan at the teacher's obvious enthusiasm for this activity, Coralie carefully stretched out her legs and when the time came to start, she set off running. She did her best to keep to a steady jog, but still found herself hating life.
By the end of her fifth lap, she was ready to fall on her face and melt into a puddle of sweat. Twitching her tail, she used the tip to mop some of the sweat from her face. Yes, she was going to go die now. Then find some ice water. Yes. Good.
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eldritch stardust rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2015 4:20 am
 Barely holding in the sigh that threatened to explode forth, Adelinde reluctantly took a place at the starting line. She hated running. Hated doing anything that made her feel gross. Still, this was the assignment for the day, so she'd participate. Grudgingly. When the cue came to start running, the young Baphomet thought about tearing out in front for a moment, then instead decided to just take her time.
By the time class was over, she'd completed a whole one lap. And even with that minimal effort, she wanted a hot bath, change of clothes and an iced tea. Running was seriously gross.
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Nasaiki rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 3:08 am
 Meris didn’t like running, in fact he didn’t like P.E in general but he supposed in order to do some of those moves on stage he needed to be somewhat fit. Of course the gig had lasted longer than he wanted last night and as such he was running on very little sleep. It was after about one lap that he felt utterly exhausted. Of course at the same time he did feel kind of disgusted at himself. You would think that even if he was ready to find a bench and pass out that he could have at least gone more than a lap. Meris sighed and crossed his arms. He would do better next time after all there was no excuse and he needed to earn his grade. He would run laps more next time, it was a promise to himself.
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Nasaiki rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 3:20 am
 Ugh it was way too early and bright to be out running this much, still having good grades was important so Morin started running. Well that was the idea however; about the fifth lap Morin let out a groan and shook his head. His legs felt like lead weights. It was good enough right? He hoped it was good enough and slowly walked over to a bench sitting down and staring up at the sky while the rest of the class continued to run. Five was good. He would aim for more next time. Of course now he needed something to drink, if he could move. Maybe pushing himself that last lap wasn’t the smartest idea. Oh well hopefully he recovered before class was over.
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~Lady Kanna~ rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 7:35 pm
Peeking out at the pretty lady, Madlyn wasn't sure what to think of her teacher being a Grimm. She looked so fluffy, and all she wanted to do was go cuddle into her tail. Why did it have to be gym? She just wanted to take a nap....Rubbing her eyes, she did obey and began skipping rope. After what seemed like an eternity, her little hoof caught on the rope and she fell to the ground, face first. Wibbling a little, she didn't even hesitate to go cling to the safest thing she could find....Sef's tail.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 7:50 pm
Sef jumped a bit as something or rather someone latched to her tail. She looked over her shoulder and swished her tail a bit to see who was attached. There was the cutest little hybrid, Geist, something, that part wasn't really important. She turned completely around and knelt down, extracting her tail. "What's wrong, chickadee?" she tilted the child's face up to hers and looked into those big wide eyes. "Did you fall down?" she asked noticing the big red spot on the girl's forehead. "Come on let's go get some ice for that~." she stood back up and offered the girl her hand and took her to sit in the bleachers while she got her an ice pack from the freezer in her office for her forehead.
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Panda Moor rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2015 8:32 pm
Nightmare: Cassie
Cassie wheezed, moving to flop down on the wooden track like her peers. Two whole laps. The Fallen knew she far out of shape, but knowing she had only managed two laps before her body was on fire was rather embarrassing. Sitting up, she pushed her short pink hairs out of her face before leaning her cheek on her palm as she continued to fight for her breath. The Fallen tried to rationalizing having wings meant she wasn't exactly made for travel by foot, but who was she kidding? Maybe she needed to start working out more. Groaning, she looked around. Everyone else seemed too involved with their own results and recovery to notice her, and she secretly hoped no one but herself had been counting her laps.
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