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 Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:03 pm
 Table of Contents
Post o1. ............................ Table of Contents
Post o2. ............................ [SRP] Chasing Ghosts
Post o3. ............................ [SRP] Resolutions
Post o4. ............................ Growth Prompt
Post o5. ............................ [GRP] Find Yourself
Post o6. ............................ [PRP] Professor and the Student
Post o7. ............................ [PRP] Moving on and Growing Pains
Post o8. ............................ [PRP] Have it Your Way!
Post o9. ............................ [CRP] Lab Safety
Post 10. ............................ Reserved
Post 11. ............................ Reserved
Post 12. ............................ Reserved
Post 13. ............................ Reserved
Post 14. ............................ Reserved
Post 15. ............................ Reserved
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:30 pm
November 30, 2022CHASING GHOSTS
Student Lounge
[SRP] w/ Seibehn L.J. Nash Is it so wrong of me to chase after this man? Everyday thoughts of him fill my mind but they have steadily become a hindrance, constantly I find myself drifting from my studies to daydream of the past. Will I forever be trapped in a time warp? To think such a man, kind and gentle that he was, a funny man and always full of life... to think he would simply walk away. Leaving behind a young child of five and a mentally unstable wife.
No I can't blame mama for the things that happened over the years. Nor does this one blame her for the illness that snaked into her heart and claimed her life long ago. She was a brutal woman, shifting from that loving yet strict personality she had when papa was around. I often wonder if he stay with us would she have changed at all? That is not for me to say but I still wonder. She lives in a nursery home, crippled from an attempt to keep me from leaving her. She fell from a two story window from an attack she made on me with a bat. I ducked she did not and the window was her only cushion. I imagine she thinks of me as papa. Yet another male who has been spirited away from her life. I wish her no ill will but I wonder....
And here this one sits, dabbling away in an old worn journal, trying to make sense of this stupid quest to find a ghost. Are you even alive? Do you even care or think of me at all? Oberon "Penny-Nickle" Nash. I hate you. The more space you dump between us, the farther you run from your responsibilities the more I want to loathe you with every fiber of my being; and yet being here, watching all these students, they mill about with purpose and determination... what do I have to live for? What can I work for but to find you and stab you through myself!
No. I don't want that. That is not the me who I've become, the me I want to become. Smiling and cheerful, carefree and lively, that's the me I used to be and yet I cannot achieve that. Everyday that passes the me of the past disappears. So it makes me wonder what type of person will this one be in the future? Will I be a man that you can be proud of papa? Will you stretch your arms and hug me with thousands of apologies on your lips? This one highly doubts it because the more I daydream the darker the dreams have become.
That book... the one Master Shinji warned me against... it scares me. Every night I fall asleep I can hear it singing to a darker side of my heart. This I do not understand. No matter how many pages I leaf through none of it makes sense to me, I don't understand and yet when my body has shut down every night I hear it. A soft hum, a low vibration, chipping away at my resolve. For the sake of the me of the past, I hope I never understand the words in that book. Maybe its a good thing because chasing a ghost has been the hardest thing in my life.
And so in closing, maybe, just maybe, I'll finally end this cursed quest. I'm tired and I've only reached the fifteenth moon of my life. I wonder what the new year holds for me? Well I do know whatever comes my way there's no more looking back.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:24 am
January 1, 2023RESOLUTIONS
Student Lounge
[SRP] w/ Seibehn L.J. Nash It's time I give myself a proper resolution this year. With all that has happened I feel lackluster at best. Drained and completely without inspiration to do much anymore. Everyday that I think I'm getting closer to understanding my papa's infatuation with magic I learn more and more I knew nothing of the man to begin with. All the things he had taught me amount to little because I simply cannot remember.
Running around in the fields, chasing game animal and taking lazy naps under trees in the mid day. All this while he read book after book to me about magic. Some were simple fairytales, others were books on making potions and then there were those few that dealt with actual spells. At the time I was young, there wasn't much to it, but to listen and enjoy my papa's company but today I wished I had paid more attention.
Everyday that I'm here, I feel less and less inspired. It feels like I don't belong, like maybe if I were to leave no one would miss me. And I'm okay with that actually. It's not comrodary or companionship I seek... nor attention of any kind. Simply put I just want to find myself, who am I? What is my purpose at this school and what steps are needed to fulfill that goal? These are the things that cut my sleep in half, these annoying little bugs.
Even as I glared insanely at the black book, the one I was warned to stay away from I just want to know what it's about already. Is it for real? I've seen a few things dealing with magic, heard a bit more from the grape vine here at Shinkami but never has it really enveloped me. I never got to see it with my own eyes so what makes me think it's real? Why was that old man so infatuated with something he never saw with his own eyes either?
And this damn watch! No matter what I do to fix it, nothing works. It ticks once or twice when passing the Ancient Arts class but after a good distance away it stops. I wonder... is this thing magical based? Nah! Couldn't be as simple as that but maybe I'll check it out. At any rate, my resolution is simply to stick with it. I want to fine myself this year, I want to know who I am and if staying at this school will get me that closer then I'll stick it out for now... but maybe my calling isn't here... maybe I don't belong.
I miss home...
... maybe.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 9:49 am
The time has come. You've filled out the forms and completed all the prerequisites. There's nothing stopping you from joining the School of Magic. However, someone is curious. Have you joined the School of Magic out of your motivation? Or is this still some drive to find your father? Maybe that's where all your inspiration went. Prompt In no less than 800 words, please explain how you are going to stay motivated when you are promoted and why this school really is what you want. Perhaps what you'd like to learn, where you plan to go with this subject. This can be a journal entry or a solo entry, whichever you see fit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 4:54 pm
January 20, 2023FIND YOURSELF
Student Lounge
[GRP] w/ Seibehn L.J. Nash
Word Count: 1128 Stumbling into the room, Nash tossed his school bag aside, not carrying really where it lay. Moving throughout the empty space he slipped out of his shoes kicking them under the bed and undoing his coveralls which draped half over his shoulder the other clasp unfastened. Today had been rough but not without reason, more time spent in the library trying to understand what his old man had. Most of his time here at Shinkami he had spent it with a urgent need to find his father but was that truly a reason to be in a place such as this. So many others out there were applying for the school daily and yet he took a spot with barely a fire to light a cigarette.
Pulling his desk chair out he sat with a sigh, glaring at the books that had been left haphazardly on his desk. Pushing them aside he pulled out a sheet of paper, well more like stationary paper. With a scribble of words he began to write. One final letter to a ghost he had decided he would never catch but would continue to chase nonetheless:Quote: Dear papa Father, Where ever you are out there, I think its my destiny to continue to follow. It has come to my attention that no matter how hard I try you will always be twenty steps ahead of me, after all you've had a ten year head start after leaving. I can't explain why the need to chase you down has been born in me so deeply but maybe you can answer that when or if I ever catch up to you. The whole time I've been within these walls, not one day has gone by that I haven't thought of where you are and what you are doing but I think this is the reason my drive to suceed here has hindered me a little. It's been a struggle but it could have been harder, there could have been more things that would have stopped yet I pressed on. My writing this letter isn't for any other reason then to sort out my thoughts, purge any insecurities with myself so that I can press on. I admit my initial reason for being here was hopes of finding you and staying at your side but I've learned that chasing your ghost has caused me to lose sight of what is most important. Myself. I'll never amount to anything if I keep holding on to a child's fantasy to reunite with his father. While I'll always be your son it doesn't change anything that maybe this is a good chance to start looking for my own way in life. Can you believe that I'm going into magic? I can't. It's really quite interesting but I have to focus on why I'm doing this. It used to be the key in finding you but for all I know you may have given up on such a flight of fancy, maybe you're into something new? Well it doesn't matter now, the fact remains is that I'm here and where you are I cannot be. I've decided that I'll focus on myself and my own success. There are so many options for me here that I've completely lost my way. The tunnel vision I had of following you has blind sided me and that is just not healthy. I've met plenty of people, rather interesting individuals but for the most part it seems I've played the loner type too much and you know I hate being alone! So with this letter I'll try harder to be more sociable, I'll looking into the different magic fields that best suit me. Right now research seems to work best, if I'm not daydreaming about finding you I'm either working diligently to fix this stupid watch you gave me or I'm sticking my nose in a book trying to learn how to read this ancient text. Well maybe not ancient but it's crazy foriegn to me. There's a black magic book I have sitting on my desk right now. I've tried to learn the text but it still eludes me, maybe someday I can read it but I did promise Professor Shinji not to dabble in black magic without knowing the basics. Ack! I'm too impatient though! There is something that has interested me lately. Languages. Micajah one of the students here has given me Spanish lessons. I'm trying to learn a bit of Russian to help another student Sasha, he has trouble with English. Not that it's easy or will relate to anything right now but I'm sure I'll figure something out eventually. By the way, that stupid watch just isn't working! I've gotten all the gears needed but it won't budge. I'm almost certain that it has something to do with that Ancient Arts class. Ah well... you did promise when I made it work that you'd return. You've never broken a promise to me yet so I expect no less. Until next time. I think this will be my final letter to you. Be safe out there and if possible, should you be in the neighborhood go see mah, she's not doing well. Your only son,
Seibehn L.J. Nash
With the letter folded, Nash looked at an envelop laying on his desk. He had thought to just pile this letter with all the other unsent letters but instead, he moved to his bed. Pulling out a small shoe box all the letters he had written lay inside. With a heavy sigh he pulled them out and placed them with his new letter on his desk. Sorting through them by date he put them in order from most recent to least and set them aside. He would need a bigger envelop to put them all in. A low smile stretched his face pulling his freckled cheeks outward in a plump checky grin. That would be his first order of duty tomorrow. Send out these letters.
He had no address to send them to his father so decided he write another letter to a friend of the family back home. One man who seemed to always know where his father was. Hopefully he could find the old fart and get the letters where they needed to be. After that maybe his burden would be lifted and he could focus on his own task. With this promotion it was time to focus on what area of magic he was best qualified for. Being a human simplified his options but it didn't mean he wasn't capable. Maybe tomorrow he would head to the administration office and ask for some advice via concelor. It never hurt to ask for a bit of guidance.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:39 pm
January 24, 2023PROFESSOR AND THE STUDENT
School of Magic
[PRP] w/ Micajah Ackart (x) (Entry pending upon completion of RP)
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 1:08 am
Febraury 07, 2023MOVING ON AND GROWING PAINS
School of Magic
[PRP] w/ Wynn Darbinian (x) (Entry pending upon completion of RP)
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 12:42 pm
February 23, 2023HAVE IT YOUR WAY!
Chikami Mall - Hyuani Food Courts
[PRP] w/ Scythe Akazar (x) (Entry pending upon completion of RP)
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 12:44 pm
February 24, 2023LAB SAFETY
School of Magic
[CRP] w/ Seibehn L.J. Nash Class Description
Fulfills requirement for all Magic Research paths
Instructor: pending
Similar to the lab safety class in school of S&T, the class offers guidelines to students so they know what to do in case of an emergency in a laboratory. Students will practice with several mock scenarios and their overall efficiency will be evaluated via a test. Prompt (Soutou) Lucky Nash, here is your scenario of the day! There was a small explosion due to a miscalculation during your lab and your partner has been hurt! What do you do?
( You can go wild with this, it's perfectly cool to have Nash panic and 'not do it correctly', so to speak. x3 It's just a peek into life of class.)
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