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 Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:19 pm
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Ivan Redfield Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO ☆═━┈┈━═☆ ιvαи яєםғɩєℓם☆═━┈┈━═☆  ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "Just as a candle cannot burn without fire........."
Ivan was in no mood to draw today whatsoever, since he'd just be... sitting for the entire class. No. All he wanted to do was bounce around with all this restless energy he had built up thanks to his sleeping habits during the weekend. What a pain. Perhaps the teacher would let him do laps around the class? Very unlikely, since he would obviously be distracting his classmates. Well.... what then? Just sit around and draw?! Noo!
".... I cannot live without a spiritual life..."▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:39 pm
 ««Come swim with me»» Merela LeeAnne Trensay Merela looked up seeing a vary energetic man. He looked,like he really needed to burn off some energy. She smiled, "You look vary um hyper" She had never met this man before so she was excited to meet a new person
((sorry thats short)) ««Let your problems fade
while you swim side by side
with a mermaid»»
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 4:00 pm
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Ivan Redfield Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO ☆═━┈┈━═☆ ιvαи яєםғɩєℓם☆═━┈┈━═☆ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "Just as a candle cannot burn without fire........."
Ivan practically jumped out of his skin when another voice seemed to call out to him from across the room. He had been too busy moping around, trying to put together some kind of effective plan he could use burn this energy, he hadn't paid attention to anyone else in the room! Ivan pressed his lips together in surprise, grasping for words he could use to greet the newcomer.
"I certainly am! I had been resting all weekend, and know I have to pay the price in sitting down and drawing all day! Not that I don't enjoy drawing, it's just that I won't be able to sit still!"
".... I cannot live without a spiritual life..."▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 4:16 pm
««Come swim with me»» Merela LeeAnne Trensay Merela smiled at the male, how fun to have someone who was super hyper. "Well then get your energy out now! The teachers not around to stop you." She said with a smile.. "Dance, run, jump on chair! Heck ill even join you" it sounded like fun running around and having fun "Oh im merela"
(sorry for the late repliy had to do something)) ««Let your problems fade
while you swim side by side
with a mermaid»»
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 4:23 pm
 Hiro Kashino My soul is like a broken glass house Shattered into piecesHiro slowly walked into the art classroom and instantaneously shut the door behind him. He saw a very energetic young man and a girl encouraging and even asking to join in on jumping around and burning some energy in the classroom. He walked over to the first seat he saw and sat down, slouching over while having one hand over the other on the desk.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 5:26 pm
 COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ Colleen carrying all the heavy sketchpads, which also include hers as well.. Briskly trailed the long hallways until she reached her classroom.. Oh.. She must do her formal introduction that she was once their professor Chea Daikii, but now as Colleen Xing.. Anyhow, that would still wait until she heads in first.
Colleen smiled at the entire group of students whom are currently chatting and was surprise to see her too.. She placed all the sketchpads in front and glance all of the students.. Now.. Talk.. Oh.. How would she be able to talk? She's mute! She sighed.. But this won't stop her from teaching the entire class.
Picking up a piece of chalk.. Colleen starts to scribble against the blackboard..
'Good Morning Class.. Sad to say Professor Daikii won't be teaching anymore.. Instead, I.. Professor Colleen Xing will be in charge of this congregation..'
Then she glanced over them and smiled.. She grabbed her sketchpad and starts to write there before showing into the entire class..
'I'm sorry, I know you were overwhelmed about my presence.. First and foremost. I couldn't talk.. So basically I'm mute.. But I'm not deaf.. So I can still hear you all.. I was once called Chea Daikii.. And you will be addressing me in my new name as Colleen Xing.. I hope all of you would understand..' ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 6:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 6:30 pm
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Ivan Redfield Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO ☆═━┈┈━═☆ ιvαи яєםғɩєℓם☆═━┈┈━═☆ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "Just as a candle cannot burn without fire........."
As much as Ivan wanted to go along with Merela in running around the classroom like an idiot, he had to protest. For all he knew, the teacher could burst into the Classroom any minute and discover two troublesome students bouncing off the walls. That would be... inappropriate.
"As much as I want to, the teacher--" Speak of the Devil, there she was! Only.... that wasn't their teacher. Ivan didn't remember their Art teacher having white hair. What ever happened to that pinkish hair he worshiped?! Nooo! They had taken their old Professor away!? This was not good at all!
Furthermore, the Professor strode over to the blackboard and began scribbling sentences that Ivan couldn't quite make out due to his poor lack in English. Thankfully, the words he could read were the ones he needed to know most. I was once called "Chea Daikii". Wait-- So she was Miss Daikii.... but she really wasn't?! Was that even possible?! Had Miss Daikii switched bodies with someone or something?!
".... I cannot live without a spiritual life..."▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 6:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 6:53 pm
 ☰✜☱✘☲✜☳✘☴✜☵✘☶✜☷✘☰✜☱✘☲✜☳✘☴✜☵✘☲✜☳✘☴✜☵✘☶✜☷
『ℓ 』 σ и ם σ и 〖м〗ι к ι 【Σ 】 ʟ ʟ ι и ɢ т σ и
☰✘☱✜☲✘☳✜☴✘☵✜☶✘☷✜☰✘☱✜☲✘☳✜☴✘☵✜☶✘☷✜☳✘☴✜☰✘☰  The colors of the rainbow shine so bright.
Every time I look into your eyes,
it's the colors of the rainbow that fill my soul.
Over and over, just like you do.ღ London had been hunched over her sketchpad, marking the paper consistently with her pointed pencil, oblivious to the conversations starting around her by the students. The shapes on the page was the starting image of a woman, standing on a high roof of a building in the city, arms stretched longingly toward the moon, expression that of one in a passionately peaceful trance. Her bare feet were crossed like a ballerina, the feathers of her wings fluttering in the moonlight, feathers loose in the wind.
ღ London heard a squeaking of the chalk on the whiteboard, startled out of her focus and making and making a jagged line as a sign that she'd been interrupted. She looked up, surprised, seeing a gentle woman with white hair standing by her message on the board. London mumbled it speedily to herself, disregarding most of the message as she knew not who this other professor was that she spoke of. "Welcome Professor Xing," she followed up speedily after a blond student girl sitting in the class, watching as a blue-haired male greeted her, ignoring it and drawing her eyes down to her sketch pad, and back up to the teacher, dropping her pencil with a clatter beside the pages. I thought I could love no more.
One too many times before.
Now every time I look up to the sky,
I've got you on my mind.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 6:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:13 pm
COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ As expected, the entire class were mobbing.. Trying to analyze what she have wrote about her identity. Colleen smiled, she had already foresaw this coming.. Once more she scribbled a note in her sketchpad..
'It's a long story.. But for now, we will be having an activity.. I hope most of you brought your art supplies.. The last time we've met, I promised to give you an activity for using your watercolors and pencils.. So could you bring it out..'
Then she gathered the heavy sketchpads distributing on each student.. After she's done.. Colleen scribbled another note and showed it to them..
'Like I've always do.. I'll pass a piece of paper for your attendance.. Please write legibly.. Make sure your name is written here or else I'll mark you as absent.. Today, I'll be giving additional points as part of your attendance..'
Colleen flipped another page of her sketchpad and scribble..
'We will be doing a portrait connected to winter.. Think of any scenario whenever you heard WINTER.. I'm going to check your work from time to time..' ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..." ((Sorry.. you should bear with her since she's mute for the meantime emotion_awesome ))
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:31 pm
 .:l Snyder Couture l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
Snyder was not a big fan of art, nor would he ever be. Well, he had an appreciation for such beauty, but it wasn't as though he could actually create such a thing himself. After all, it was still too messy. It was such a shame that his first period actually had a class now it had been for a while since he grew so accustomed to sleeping in past it. Not today though. He forced himself up and dragged his butt into class. He managed to show up just in time to see what the assignment was, which was written on some sketchpad. Oh, okay. That sounded rather easy. All he had to do was leave the paper blank right? Winter was all snow, and snow was white. Paper was white.
With that in mind, Snyder took a seat close to the small group nearby. "Hello there, Renivere. Hello there.... others." His greeting trailed off when he couldn't place a name to any of these other faces.
(( I shall RP as Aerin and Snyder! I rarely get to use them, and that makes me feel horrible. D:< ))
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:32 pm
 ✣ Ъrenna αereteia ʋincenzio ✣
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Brenna entered the classroom quietly, barely making a noise as she closed the door, bowed her head politely to the instructor, and sat down at a table near the back. There were so many people in this class. She felt like she should just crawl in a hole and wait to die. Even though nobody noticed her, she felt the imaginary eyes glaring at her and the imaginary voices cursing her presence there. No hallucinations - just memories. Taking a deep breath, she took out her sketchpad and started to draw, not sure what else to do, and knowing that if she didn't do something she was going to start freaking out.
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