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 Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:35 pm
Susan Chang Susan rushed into her art classroom. 'How embarrassing... not again' she said to herself. She started to blush..
"I'm so sorry for being late. I didn't realise class had started." Susan said and bit her lip nervously.
She stood at the door nervously, waiting for the teacher to notice her arriving to class.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:38 pm
((Suzanne: MY SON! Where have you been!? Papa has been very worried! ; w; Lol, just kidding. XD Reminiscing the first few days of our time in Rosentale. 8D))
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:39 pm
xLieselotte ((Suzanne: MY SON! Where have you been!? Papa has been very worried! ; w; Lol, just kidding. XD Reminiscing the first few days of our time in Rosentale. 8D)) (( ROFL. I know. I need to send Snyder off to Suzanne someday. xD I bet he's already been forgotten just like Javor by this point. ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:44 pm
 COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ She smiled at the newly arrived students.. Then scribbled another note..
'Welcome.. We were just about to start.. Please do bring out your art supplies. Especially your water colors and sketchpads.. We will be doing a portrait related with Winter..'
She really need a speech therapy.. And Severin didn't reply.. And for that, Colleen felt bad and worthless for being speechless.. But the class must go on.. She could still walk, write, draw and live normally without a voice..
Colleen starts to walk in the middle of the aisle while observing her students doing their task.. Most of her students were new.. So another idea came into her mind..
'Class.. I'll be grouping you.. I've seen there were new students here and they need to be acquianted on each one.. So.. Ms. London will be grouped with Cyril, Merela, Synder and Susan.. While Brenna will be grouped with Renivere, Ivan and Hiro.. I shall add a new group if someone shows up'
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..." ((Groupings for all be friends LOL))
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:52 pm
 ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Jinx walked plodded into the class room after the over-happy girl she'd met earlier. She nodded to the teacher as she pasted her glancing around swiftly. Unsure of where to sit she made her way to the back of the class room away for the people here, who already seem to know one another. ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Ⓛove is Ⓦar.
Ⓦar is a Ⓖame.
Ⓓo you want to play? Her Outfit
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 7:53 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 Oblivious of what was to come, London had gone back to sketching on her notepad, jumping with a start as the blond student from before walked up to her and said hello. And yet another jagged line on the page. She blinked a couple times, before her expression turned sheepish, waving slightly and silently before Renivere plopped down next to her. "Name's London, nice to meet you.. both." she said as the blue-haired male trotted over and plopped down next to Renivere, who'd taken the liberty of reseating herself next to London. She smiled brightly at them and turned back to her page, flipping the pencil around and worrying the eraser against the page.
ღ The teal-haired student snapped her head up when four more students ventured tardy into class, noticing when she did that an assignment was written already. Winter? But but! London was terrible at shading snow... Sighing, she flipped the page over, setting the two items down on the desk and digging into her book bag, pulling out the smaller version of the art set she'd had scattered in her room. The portrait of her cat was taped to the wall, finished. London set the utensils on her desk, looking at Cyril as he spoke snidely of the theme. She snickered, covering her mouth in attempt to smother the sudden sound. She was fixing the dress on her girl to match the Christmas angel theme, looking up at the sudden grouping. She gasped as she realized she was grouped with Cyril without Renivere, and a couple of other names that she couldn't match with faces. "U-um... like, a group portrait?" she asked the teacher. "Or just, a group for brainstorming for individual portraits?"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 7:54 pm
н α η ѕ ♱ ν ℓ α ∂ ι м ι я "Where are you, will you reveal yourself to me? What have youxb e c o m ex?" I chanted to the skies, Hans entered the room with quite a ruckus as his book collapsed to the floor. As late as ever.. He thought. His face was set into a grimace. He collected his belonging and walked to the back of the room after bumping into a small cat girl. He wished not to be reprimanded by the teacher so he stealthily reached the back room.
Hans held in his breath as his trench coat made a small 'woosh' sound as he passed the already seated students. He took place at an empty table in the back, where he hid his eyes from others, to avoid stares. He ran a black gloved hand through his hair and tried sitting up as straight as he could, not trying to look like he had some kind of contorted back disorder.
Hans' jaw was set and he was not embarrassed nor upset that he was late to class. He had a good and legitamate excuse for his absensce. But, he did attend the class. He was thinking of not to, because he didn't want to face the horrors of new students being in a new class. Yet, it was happening as students recognized the new faces such as his. He didn't have any supplies just yet, so he took out some paper and a pencil. Hans remained silent. Rays of darkness shimmered on me, smiling upon my back with a x q u e s t x for my blood."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:03 pm
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:22 pm
Susan Chang"Thank you miss... I'll be happy to work together with them" Susan said in a happy tone of voice. She had her art supplies gripped in her arms, pencils, rulers, erasers, and paint gear.
Susan went and sat at a spare desk, she set her supplies on the desk, opened her art book, and listened eargerly for the next instruction of what today's class would be about.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:29 pm
 .:l Snyder Couture l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
So. Much. Smiling. There were too many friendly people in this class actually, it was only Renivere and Cyril, but it counted, and while he didn't have anything against, he only wanted them to tone down the grins because that meant that he was forced to copy the expression onto his own face. "It's certainly been a while hasn't it, Renivere? It's good to see that you're going well though."
"I'm Snyder. Nice to meet you as well, London, Cyril, and....Susan right?" He greeted as he looked over to the girl that had joined them for confirmation. He was curious about the whole group contribution though. How was thing going to work? Well, it didn't really matter to Snyder since he was done with his part.
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 8:32 pm
COLLEEN XING "I'll take you with all that you are..
Your pains,
Your secrets,
Your past,
Your longings,
and dreams...." ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ She smiled at the two students who went inside the class.. If her guess were right, they were Jinx and Hans.. Once more Colleen scribbled on her sketchpad and showed it to the two students..
'Welcome.. I'm Professor Colleen.. I believe you were new in this class.. So I'll be sending you off to your groups.. Jinx will be going with Renivere and as for you Hans.. You will be on Cyril's group..'
Then she looked at the entire class.. Then scribbled..
'Instead it's an individual work.. That would be a group activity.. So, your portraits will be done as a group..'
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ "...I will take you completely..
Without exemptions..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:46 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 sighed as a couple more students sauntered into class. Why was everyone so late? Tsk tsk! she thought playfully. But that red-haired male certainly had a... colder air about him. Glancing at the notes scribbled again. Which was which? London snapped her head the other way as the blond male, one of the students who had strolled in late, introduced himself, finding herself staring at his vacant expression. Looking back at the second note on the teacher's sketch pad, "Eh? So.. We help each other with the others' portraits?" she asked, still slightly confused.
ღ Out Of Curiosity :: I think I'm getting better at this "jumping in" thing. 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 8:46 pm
н α η ѕ ♱ ν ℓ α ∂ ι м ι я "Where are you, will you reveal yourself to me? What have youxb e c o m ex?" I chanted to the skies, Hans looked up as he was confronted with a female. Oh.. He thought. She was the teacher, Professor Colleen. She uses a sketchpad...? How... different.. He started to think. Hans nodded his head at the right times and respected her decision.
Hans then again read her announcement on the sketchpad. He awkwardly moved over to the members of his group. He felt odd, out of place, but he sat next to them because he rather liked art, and he was pretty good at it, but he didn't like to be swarmed by so many people. "School.." he sighed aloud as he sat there like a pile of boring bricks. Rays of darkness shimmered on me, smiling upon my back with a x q u e s t x for my blood."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 8:49 pm
Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO Ivan Redfield Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO ☆═━┈┈━═☆ ιvαи яєםғɩєℓם☆═━┈┈━═☆  ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ "Just as a candle cannot burn without fire........."
"A... group activity?" Ivan couldn't quite determinate if this "group activity" would be a thumbs up... or a thumbs down. For him, anyway. Sure, making friends was Ivan's speciality.... but artistic skills? No. Just.... no. To Ivan, his kind of masterpiece were stick figures. And he couldn't even draw them correctly. Oh dear.... Perhaps he could do more chatting and less drawing? Nevertheless, it'd be fun, correct? All group activites were supposed to be "fun". Look to the bright side, Ivan! Yes. Look to the bright side. There seemed to be many friendly students in his group, so he should be fine. Phew! Problem solved.... kinda
".... I cannot live without a spiritual life..."▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
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