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 Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 6:08 pm
With the indication of the exam over, Keel stared at the exam paper on their desk. The one covered in doodles and occupies a giant hole.
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(´；ω；`)
They handed their test in dejectedly.
Exam Page 1 – 2 | Exam Page 3
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 6:24 pm
Frost wasn't a rather heavy handed boil. He was much more the casual type, the type to just do what needed to be done, then move on his way. Granted, he'd do his best, if taking a little longer, but he'd rather do it right the first time then do it, get it wrong, and need to do it all over again. So to hear the bell ring as he read back over his previous answers, ears flattened to his skull. Really, it was more serious than he liked, even if his future had been decided more than a year ago. It didn't hurt he supposed, to keep options open, to be willing to hear suggestions. Even if this all sounded a bit too much like it would be lacking in choice so much as given. Fates, the goddesses, were not like that. Fate only did so much, it was up to him to determine the rest, to see how far he could go. And Frost was determined to get far. A quick read once more, the ghost boil got up, making sure to gather his papers and things, clean up his desk of torn bits and things flung from others before making his way to drop off the exam. Once that was done? He didn't linger, he didn't ask questions. The ghost boil simple turned each paper in and then left. Things were just easier that way. (( Page 1, Page 2, EXITING))
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 6:50 pm
JACK no was she letting this garbage exam decide her future. The questions didn't make sense, the font was terrible, and the professor refused to give her another sheet after that accident AND some stupid gnome made off with half of her ripped test paper. She didn't even have room to write the answers on another sheet. EVERYTHING SUCKED.
With a huff, she marched to the front of the room, slapped the sheets on the desk face up, not caring if anyone peeked at her answers, and left. If she ended up at McScary Kings, heads were going to roll.
[ Exit ]
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 7:06 pm
Zephyros was about to rip into his other exam papers before he jerks from the announcement. His mouth slides into a frown and he glares at his broken and doodled on exam. Glancing at Matteo, he hurries to hand in his paper and wait for him outside. He wondered if the boil has just a tough time as him. [EXIT]
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 8:14 pm
Nanao sighed. She didn't have a good feeling about her test results. Not only had she not known what all the questions on the second page were on account of them being printed backwards, but her handwriting on the third page was deplorable, because of her hiccuping desk. She thought the highest score she could count on was 33%. Anything higher would be due to dumb luck, not to any skill on her part. She turned in her test sheets with the thought of working at McScary King's at the forefront of her mind. Maybe her family wouldn't hate her if she gave them the employee discount. You're allowed to do that, right? Then, she headed to her dorm room. She was going to lie down on the floor and go to sleep. Beds were too good for failures like her. (Exit.)
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 8:30 pm
Amarus was startled awake by the end of the exam. Her mind faintly in a haze, Amarus stared sluggishly at her exam, which had drops of her narcotic essence all over it. Make sure her name was on the exam? Amarus flipped the pages over until she found the Name field: yeah, it was there.
But she still hadn't answered the first question. She'd missed it, when the pencil bit her. Amarus picked the pencil up and scrawled out the word "humans" assuming that anyone who saw her write that one word would either guess it was just that she'd forgotten to write her name in, or could at least be convinced of such.
She tilted her head, regarding her finished exam, and prepared it to hand it in.
Following which she simply made her way to the door, as if this had never happened. [[ OOC:
PG 1
PG 2
PG 3
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 9:39 pm
Lumikki stared at the paper, wait she was being graded on this?! She was pretty sure failing was a complete and total option for her. As she looked at the sheet and whimpered slightly. One page she barely answered the questions and when she did she managed to probably put the wrong answers down. And on the other page...well the other page was barely legible. With it's big gaping hole in the middle of it. On the flip side she did manage to answer a few questions on the other sheet what with the gnomes help of mini pet poop...which after considerable thought it was probably a wrong answer too. Shuffling her papers around a little more trying her hardest to keep from making it look like she didn't really answer them, which in all honesty she didn't, she looked around and frowned. So many other students looked as dejected as she did. Maybe this test was supposed to weed out those that shouldn't be here...it only would confirm what she already thought. Brightening up she shrugged, if she was going to fail and be nothing when she graduated so be it. Might as well not dwell on it for now. Putting all the papers and then setting the horrible pencil down she walked out of the room hoping to possibly be lucky and not be a complete failure.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 10:26 pm
The first to attempt to escape the room was wrangled up and left up front. From that moment on, Andrew decided that he was alright sitting right where he was at. Instead he tapped his haunted pen against the table and shuffled around wondering why they couldn’t’ just hand in their tests early. He would prefer to be doing other things, anything else. The test wasn’t that hard and he either knew it or he didn’t. Once done he would prefer to move on an forget about it. His stomach growled reminding him he had skipped lunch in favor of Skelevison. Not that he haddn’t snacked, but crackers could only hold a teenage boil over so long till the call came again. It was almost painful just to sit and wait. He stretched out on his desk and twisted rocking back and for the in agitation. As one of the gnomes walked by they had to dodge a flaming tail. Andrew was still not happy about the one that stomped on his foot. It would come as no surprise to anyone who was watching him that he was one of the first to shoot up and shuffle in his papers. Whatever grade he got would just be that, another to go on the long list that got sent home. Until then the test would be completely forgotten about the moment he walked out the door, three, two, one. He wondered what the cafeteria was serving for dinner. He could only hope it didn’t include jello again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2013 10:50 pm
Danny looked up, not having finished her test at all (many of the answers were left blank after all!). She thought about torching the entire test then and there, but then, that wouldn't do anything. Better to get an F than a zero, right?
With a sigh, she stood up and stretched. "Guess that's that." Danny wouldn't let it bog her down. Nothing bogged down that which didn't have a brain.
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 2:45 am
When the bell screeched at last, Azmodel stretched her arms high above her head. Sitting in a chair for so long must be a form of torture the teachers thought of to train the students. The Valkyrie was quite happy not to have incurred the gnome's wrath, and distractedly watched them parading around their war spoils. When the Secretary ordered to the ghoul obediently passed her exam to the person in front of her and waited to be released. Just a few more days and she would know how she did. She was really curious of the kind of career would fit her... Because she really had no idea whatsoever about what to do after the Academy. Once she was able to the young reaper left the exam room. Exam page 1Exam page 2Exam 3((Exit ))
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 2:48 am
Pokerus was having such a lovely Friday morning nap in one of the classrooms, when she was jolted out of it by the voice of the ickycom screaming at her to take a test that would determine the outcome of her life. Well, ******** that s**t. She went back to sleep, only to be prodded and shoved awake by some gnomes who were insistent on her going to the gym to take this test. After throwing a few out the window, the dragoness finally relented and walked towards the gym. Once there it was a hazard just getting to a free table, and after throwing a few more gnomes about she eventually found a free one and sat down to take this retarded test of dumbarsery. Well, tried to, as the student behind her must of had a cold, as the sniffling sounds it made nearly drove her nuts. As soon as the dragon ghoul was about to continue her nap, she was alerted to the fact there was a third page. Frowning, she pulled it out, only for her pen to act up, writing on her paper as it coughed and spluttered. She grabbed the pen, only for it to write all over her instead. After a few minutes she managed to calm the thing down, and then finish the paper. She then laid her head down on the desk and dozed off. "Zzzzzzz....." Poke was still asleep when the gnome approached her, one eye open groggily to regard the 'frightening' gnome. He was saying something about minipet poop. "....." She aimed a punch at the gnome before turning her head the other way and going back to sleep. With the bell screaming/wailing, Pokerus woke with a jolt and practically fell out of her seat to land sideways on the floor. "What's goin on, is there a fire?" she asked wiping sleep from her eyes, looking around at the mass of students getting up from their seats and handing in their tables. Oh, and gnomes running around stealing crap. She soon realized that the aptitude test was over. Finally! Standing up to stretch out her muscles, She picked up her test (with her name on it, naturally), and handed it to the student in front. She sat on her desk to wait for a few others to move before she would move herself, and got to hear Arel say when they would get their results back. Which would determine their 'future jobs' The words made her growl even more. Sure, she was a second year and any sort of rebellious behavior was usually dealt with swiftly and painfully, but jack if she wasn't going to be a rebel anyway. There was no jacking way a piece of paper was going to prevent her from doing what she wanted, and if anyone said otherwise she was going to raise all hell. She was close enough to hear the quiet comment from Arel, and the thought of working in such a job angered her so much, her tail swished around. There was a loud crack, and a flinch from the dragon ghoul. Slowly she looked around to see her tail had smashed into the wooden table and broken it into many little bits. Well....s**t Looking around, she quickly moved to another vacant table and pretended this had been hers the hole time. Yeah, totally. The gnomes were quick to grab into the broken piece of wood, and she hoped none of then would rat her out. But then if they did, she would use them for snotball practice. Even if she didn't play snotball. Another scan of the room showed that many students were almost running to escape the exam hall. Mot was practically hyperventilating, which made her blink in a confused manner. Was the test really that intimidating? Well sure, if the test did mean it would determine the outcome of your life. Which in her book it so did not. She could see Shun was about. As usual looking stoic and giving none of the ******** about everything. Damn, she still had cuts from the battle she had with him too. Eventually enough people had cleared out of the exam room, and she didn't want to be around here anyway, jumping off the desk and moving off (pretending that the wreckage near by was not her fault). She'd probably have a look to see how well she did on moonday, but if anyone so much as suggested she work at McScary king she was gonna beat then senseless. There was the thought that maybe this test might have more sway then previously first thought, but she pushed that thought aside. Because working at a fast food joint was s**t and there was so many better things to do. Like working at a bar. Page 1, 2, and 3
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 2:51 am
Astra had never been so glad to hear the ickycom shriek, signifying the end of the brutal exam. The gnomes had been more scary then usual, the number of them going around and attacking students...she was really glad they hadn't done much to her. Not to mention striking some of them up at the front, that was.... shudderPacking away all her things, the fae flew above the exiting students, dropping her test on the desk and flying out of the exam room. She hoped her test results would be good neough, she didn't want to work at McScary king... Pages, 1, 2, 3
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 1:35 pm
Diana looked up as the bell went off. She saw that there were several of the prof. up there, including the one who had administered the test, himself. Her wings twitched and her tail bounced slightly against her side. While she was immensely glad this was over the idea that a simple test would color her future annoyed her. She was only here due to her parents insistence after all and while up till now the first year had quite enjoyed her time around all the fluffy monsters to be found here she also found that she enjoyed the luxuries that her position as a demon of greed afforded her. She did not like the idea that she would loose money or position due to a simple test.
Growling slightly under her breath, and still remembering the gnome who had stepped on her designer shoes she glared up at the prof. for a moment before returning her eyes to the papers before her. Stacking them very neatly she slowly inserted them, without the note about minipet poop, back into the envelope. Then she watched as several other students got up to turn their own test in as she checked to make sure her name was at the top of the first paper before closing the envelope once more.
She then stood and slowly made her way to the front, her tail swaying and her wings held close to avoid contact with some of the more common races that were in attendance for this exam. Once she reached the front of the large room she gingerly set her test envelope on the desk with the others and nodded to the prof. before walking with all the grace and poise she could muster, right out of the room.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 8:29 am
Any other time the sound of the wailing bell would have been an annoyance, one that elicited a mutter as it pierced keen ears. But at that moment, there could not have been a more welcome sound, as it meant that he could at last GET THE JACK OUT OF THIS ROOM! Finally, it was over and he would never have to look at that so called 'test' ever again. Sheridan could not hand in his test fast enough, and the moment it was out of his hands and turned in, the dragon was out of his seat and heading for the door. He did not look back, he had ceased to care what happened to that paper now that it was no longer in his possession. The gnomes could have eaten for all he cared. There was only a brief pause in his steps, only long enough for a last snort at the ridiculousness of the entire day, and then he was out the door, down the hallway, and off to do whatever it was he would have rather spent his day doing. [EXIT]
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 9:22 am
With the gnome long gone, Brenley had little to think about beyond the test in front of him and how the results might determine the course of his life. He'd only had one goal prior to reaching Amityville, and that was... reaching Amityville. Between this test and Professor Rengath's class, he had been given a lot to ponder recently. What did he want to do with his life? He had no idea. Being a bogey or Trick or Treater was out of the question. Both of those careers were far too physical. But what did other creeple do? His parents had been particularly poor examples on that front. His mother had stayed at home long after he had needed someone to watch him, painstakingly teaching him what she thought it meant to be a reaper. His dad, well, Bren wasn't really sure what his dad did. He could hardly follow in the monster's footsteps when he had no idea where they were.
He frowned at the first two pages of his test. Damned pen. What if the neatness of his test factored into his results? He fought the urge to call one of the butt-smacking, minipet-poop obsessed gnomes over to ask for another copy. It was too late now anyway. That odd little scarf-wearing man wanted the tests back. The reaper carefully slid his papers back into their envelope and passed them forward, rising to his feet and following their progress to the front of the room. Back straight, he met every student's and gnome's eyes on his way out of the auditorium with a confidence he didn't feel. He really didn't want to work at McScary King.
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