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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:23 am
"You're sleeping habits are atrocious. You are coming with me to fix all of your problems. Look at these bags!" Natalia leaned in toward the sleeping pathlings face, pulling down on one eye before letting it snap back into place. Straightening with a harness wrapped around her fingers, the ghoul folded her arms and grunted. "So get up."
But he was not a morning pathling, groaning low while emitting a green-smoke warning. Do not mess with me right now, I am trying to nap. His thoughts whined, but as it was Natalia could not hear them and was shuffling the sheets around after several moments of watching and waiting. The class she had heard about over the ickycom was one, like most of the other students attending, she felt a dire need to be a part of. What with the young creatures night terrors and jealous ways...she had to do something in order to tame the beast.
Once up, it was a fight to get his leather leash on and out the door. "COME ON, RIGHT ON, SIT STILL." the ghoul hollered, chasing the pathling around and around the room until finally a tackle put him on his side and kicking. More of the green smoke blew from his snout and eyes, Right On desperately trying to make it back onto the white bed...but Natalia held fast, slipping her gloved hand into the loop of the leash and gripping it firmly. "There, not so bad right?"
But she didn't understand; leashes were bad news. They meant he would be going outside, which was nice to take a leak on a plant or something but...otherwise, he didn't want to be anywhere near the other pets or people at the school. If Right On had it his way, he would be stuck instead the room with Natalia held captive, and the two would be curled up on the bed passed out. Together. Forever. The wooden floor of his owners room did not facilitate his struggles, and out the door they went.
The fight did not end until the campefire was in sight...or wait no it didn't even end there, the pathling pulling back, digging his hoofs into the ground, while trying to saw the leather bounds with his skull. Nothing worked, his chains as tough to break as iron, Natalia not being of any particular help as she continued to pull relentlessly until they reached the nearest opening to them. The monster had no time to look around the circle for a familiar face; she had to sit, FAST, and get her pet settled before he could notice all the--
PEOPLE. Oh jack no, not people. Not pets. The sights and sounds frightened the pathling more than any fire could, and in that moment he forgot all about the struggle and became a part of Natalia's leg indefinitely. His movements mimicked hers almost perfectly and if he had eyes they would be bulging out...
"Calm down." Natalia cooed, patting his head and stroking the wool...fur, whatever he had back gently. But Right On was not calm. He would not calm down, not until they were back within the confines of a familiar room with familiar smells and no unfamiliar characters. Climbing into his owners lap before she had a moment to wave her friends down, Right On shook nervously and tried to burrow his head into her lap.
Forgetting he had antlers and a sharp head. "Owwwwwwwiiieeee.....ugh, hey you guys." She groaned, looking to her left and right to find that she did not know either of the two students beside her. In an attempt to introduce herself, while wrestling with Right On's position, Natalia nodded her head each way and said. "Hi there, I'm Natalia!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:24 am
 ((I HAVE EDITED THIS POAST TO CHANGE THE MINIPET MALODORE IS BRINGING WITH, KTHXBAI~)) Malodore was ready. Oh, it was ready. With Luce's help, it had managed to corral Parassiti - Luce tresorina, of course, was a good girl and didn't need behavior correction! The scrags-rat, on the other hand... well, it was only after raising Luce that the plague doctor had realized how ill-tempered its childhood 'friend' had become. Said rat was currently in a carry-cage at Malodore's side, occasionally gnawing at the bars and making an angry rasping sound. Malodore was, of course, expecting minor chaos in the classroom. What it was NOT expecting was a.) a campfire and b.) a fortress of protection. The plague doctor stood in the doorway for a moment, vaguely nonplussed by both points. It wasn't terribly pleased by the fire... while it liked to think it was a little better than the average undead when it came to conflagrations, the instinctive knowledge that it would go up like a torch if ignited was still present in its mind. Especially since it'd had a definitive demonstration on the school trip. But... it scanned the students gathered by the fire, spotting several familiar forms... Junko, Sin, Riley- Riley. Who was by the fire. Well, then. Malodore circled around the outside of the seats and selected one between a student it had never met before and... Rain, yes, that was her name. The blue-skinned ghoul it had seen a few times before, if not properly been introduced to. It set the cage down next to its feet; Parassiti made another rasping sound, one that promised bone-gnawing later. Ugh.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:45 am
It happened.
First a white Bakekitsune practically pranced into the room, looking content as could be, while trying to maintain a lady-like posture, looking about the room curiously before she looked over her shoulder to a black Bakekitsune who walked in on her tail, rubbing her head against his shoulder adoringly... and then came the third of the group, who practically RUSHED into the room, nearly crashing into the back of someone's seat.
Desades looked up at the offending chair and barked at it annoyedly. The obviously oldest of the group, the black kitsune, walked over and bapped the blue-and-pirate-y offender on the nose while the singular female of the group sat back, grooming herself daintily. The 'whippersnapper' seemed dishearted that Sune was not paying attention to him.... though it seemed soon that someone would be.
"Oh. Oh oh oh. Desades! Sune!! Mononoke!! Where are you??"
A little blonde head poked itself into the room, eyes wide and looking very distressed about the entire situation before the sight of the white kitsune sitting and being lady-like caught her attention. Oh thank goodness! She'd found..
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Well, Tomoko had found somewhere at the very least.
The kitsune stepped in as quietly as she could, pausing to pat Sune on the back as she passed her little-lady, who quickly followed suit of one of the kitsune's three tails as she went over to break out the tiff between her oldest and her youngest, scooping up Desades with her free arm and keeping him tucked in it.
Desades barked and flailed in protest, causing the demon to 'eek' and squeeze down tighter onto the kitsune.. and onto her ball-of-stars as well. Mononoke, on the other hand, made a point of following along-side of Sune (who just seemed happy as could be) while Tomoko debated a place to sit.
Oh. Oh oh oh. There weren't a lot of places to sit, were there?
At first, Tomoko took a seat next to a very nice looking young demon (Nice = 'Friendly', not Nice = 'Oh baby oh baby'), making sure to keep her three tails out from under Livi's seat while she fussed over Desades to make sure he was presentable before she set him back onto the floor.
"Be nice." she said, not really..authoritatively, but enough that Desades at least didn't go running off to assault another chair.
However, after a moment, she looked over to notice there was a group who were hiding off behind what..looked..like.. a...hmmm.
The young kitsune looked to the rather hefty looking group who were off behind the shoe-cubby, looking at the demon next to her and pondering if he'd be offended if she suddenly moved to sit somewhere else. Ultimately, she picked up her chair and moved anyways, though.
She sat there for a few minutes in silence, looking at the group with a perked-up expression, and then looking at the fire they were all staring leerily at. Hmmm. After a moment, however, she again picked up her seat and moved back to where she'd been before.
Now how long she'd stay -there- was questionable, her ears slowly starting to droop as she got more and more distressed about obviously not knowing where it was she should sit.
fjsdla;fs.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 10:55 am
[Since Christof/Bili have yet to take a seat but had already posted, there is only room for ONE MORE. 83]
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 11:09 am
Colette held Dasher close as she entered the class. She wasn't sure if he needed the training exactly, but it sure would help to be careful, especially after a prior fiasco. The idea of class with her beloved reindeer seemed fine all on its own anyway, whether they needed it or not.
The cork board took her attention quickly, and as Colette placed her shoes near a pair that seemed extremely familiar, she felt a smile make its way on her face. Barth must be here.
Hoping to get a seat next to the boil, Colette hurried on and looked for him, only to find that they were both taken. She suspected as much from the amount of shoes she saw, but frowned and sighed anyway. Taking the next best thing, she sat in the nearest seat to her friend before leaning forward and waving, and West was next to him, maybe he'd see her too. She managed to spot Rain when looking for Barth, but she was.. sort of far. Colette made a note to say hello later. Thank Jack she had students she knew in this class!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 11:14 am
ACTIVITY LIKE WHOA
[Welcome to my first class, your worst nightmare. I look forward to fun times with you, and sorry about the doodle below. I thought a visual reference might be better than none at all. xD]
Oh, was everyone settled down already? That took long enough... He had cultivated enough mushrooms (refer to page one, bottom post) to prepare for a barbecue! That was certainly time well spent, and he felt less depressed already!
In the next few moments, students who had been alert will see something orange and black dash past the students seated behind the shoe rack. That orange-and-black something, upon reaching the white board, would turn out to be a man - or did he turn back into a man? Mysterious. Either way, a young man with well-defined features and grey hair styled into a single braid that, if not for the fact that it was in a braid, would probably reach his waist. While he was barefooted, he was also baring his top. Luckily, he had the decency to wear a pair of long brown pants.
"Right, morning class," He spoke, voice surprisingly loud for a Reaper his size. A hand reached out for the piece of paper that is the sign-up sheet; for a moment, he looked rather disturbed at the... New sitting arrangement. In fact, he looked rather horrified. He took in a deep breath, and upon releasing it, broke into a smile, "Welcome to Minipet Training 1.1 - I'm Professor Malcolm, but you can just address me by name. While your name is certainly on this piece of paper, the name of your pet certainly is not... You will need to introduce them later."
He then paused, raising an eye brow, "If your minipet does not listen to you, it could mean one of three things - it was born without intelligence, you pampered it too much and allowed it to climb all over your head, or it looks at itself as the alpha dog in the relationship. I need you to think about your relationship with your pet. If you chose option 1, I'm afraid you'll have to approach me personally after school... There is nothing much I can do about a creature without intelligence except to help you to condition it to behave. If you chose option 2, it is not to late to change your habits; after all, it is closely related to option 3..."
He then grinned, bending down and reaching out to the air in front of him, seemingly to grab hold of something invisible. As he started to attach a collar and a harness on the creature though, everyone could see that it is a fully grown invisible dog, outlined by the harness on it.
"I can guarantee that for most of you, it is option 3. I am here today, to teach you how to be alpha dog." He patted the invisible dog on the head before standing up, "I need you to focus for this... Alright, Vlad, sit... Good, roll over... Now jump over the fire and land on the red haired Demon."
The invisible dog - Vlad - seemed excited at the last command. That was its reward. Oh, how fire fascinates it! It ran (judging from the speed the harness was moving at), jumped really high, used Gabrian's head as a platform, soared gracefully (not that you can see anything but the harness) across the top of the campfire... And landed on the Wrath Demon's lap. West would feel the happy canine's tail wagging until Vlad gets bored of him and leaves him.
"Yes, very good Vlad, as always," Malcolm had somehow appeared to stand in front of the green shoe rack, where he had ONCE THOUGHTFULLY PLACED STOOLS THAT WERE NOW BEHIND THE SHOE RACK THAT WAS ALSO MOVED FROM ITS CORNER. No, wait - he would not get angry, no... He was heartbroken.
"First exercise; introduce your pet - give me its name and species - and give it the command to sit at your feet. If your pet can't sit, get it to stand still at your feet." He continued, raising his eye brow at Tess' tentacle-pet, "I need to see how they respond to you. There is no order... Just do it when you're ready."Quote: DETAILS: What to do?
- Introduce your Minipet (NAME & SPECIES)
- Command it to sit at your feet or stand at your feet
- Roll 1 100-sided die; If your relationship with the pet is option...
[1 - Retarded] Get 1-5 or 95-100 to pass
[2 - Pampered] Get 1-10 or 90-100 to pass
[3 - Treats you as an underling] YOU WILL FAIL Get 50-55 to pass- Please decide which option your Minipet relationship belongs to before rolling, and type it down in the post where you roll the dice. - DO NOT EDIT the post with the option & roll. Instead, QUOTE it in a new post and then RP out the result of your roll (pass or fail) in that new post. Please type down PASS or FAIL in bold at the top of your RP post!- Malcolm is secretly laughing at all of you while you do this activity. <3 - You have A WEEK from this post to do this; feel free to talk amongst yourself till then! If everyone is done early, we'll end early. - Please roll only ONCE!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 11:18 am
((I'm just making a new post since I like. passed out and then a million more happened. XD COLETTE I'LL LEAVE THAT SEAT TO YOU.)) Christof hurried to class. He was LATE! He was NEVER late! Or at least TRIED to never be late! There had been a lot going on that morning, and his back was feeling... mostly better. Well enough for him to get out of bed and sprint to class, but not quite well enough for him to do so efficiantly. He skidded to a stop outside the door, leaning on the wall to catch his breath and let his nerve endings calm down. It didn't help his backpack was..... extra heavy today. Panting heavily through his nose, he pushed the door open, limping inside.... where he saw a pile of shoes, and a fire pit. No.... no no no the class didn't involve FIRE did it? If that was teh case, he'd just turn around and- but no, people were glancing at him. He wanted to be able to train his pets better afterall. Angel kept hiding up in the rafters of his room and Scruff.... well, that was teh last pair of boots he was ready to see torn apart. Hefting his oddly stuffed backpack up on his shoulders, he inched his way towards the circle, heart racing as he debated braving the fire.... Oooooh~ Miss SIN was there! Oh... oh... he had a few classes with her, but they still had not spoken since Christmas town. Well, she had not spoken to him anyway, beyond a polite nod here and there. Maybe now was the chance? He stepped towards her when he noticed Barth as well- well, the guy was a lazy turd, but they WERE still friends.... sort of. He liked playing those video games of his anyway, even if it involved climbing into his dorm through the window and cleaning up for him before he left. Someone beat him to it, though, sliding into the seat beside him. He stiffened, heart still racing. Alight. Alright fine. He didn't want to sit by the horrible scorching fire anyway. Shifting his backpack, he inched towards the group of Undead, spotting Amrita with relief as he twisted his fingers and made to sit.  As he dragged a stool over, he realized everyone else had taken off their shoes. He glanced down to his muddy boots. Oops. Maybe he should have done that sooner. Sitting near Amrita, Lizzy, and.... my goodness! The Ghoul near him *had no legs*. He stopped mid-fiddling with his laces to gawk at Maritess. How could she have no legs??? There was a graveyard FILLED with them not so far from campus!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:08 pm
(( Nevermind I did not realize this was full 8D; IGNORE ME ))
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Lucifer Force rolled 1 100-sided dice:
44
Total: 44 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:16 pm
Quote: DETAILS: What to do? [2 - Pampered] Get 1-10 or 90-100 to pass
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:19 pm
Lucifer Force Quote: DETAILS: What to do? [2 - Pampered] Get 1-10 or 90-100 to pass Standing up and brushing herself off, the demon of Pride introduced herself to the class and to the professor, before introducing her extremely pampered minipet, who had thankfully left West's head as soon as a dog came bounding for her. "I'm Carthusia and this," The crow took this to mean it was her turn, and she fluttered to Carry's shoulder, squawking. "This is Amethyst. She's a corrividus." Now, how would she go about commanding a crow to sit? They didn't really sit, per say, on the ground, but she could sit still! Hopefully. Maybe. Using her most alpha-dog voice (if she could muster one, that is), she gave Amethyst a command. "Amethyst! Stand still at my feet."Nope, that wasn't going to work. Instead, Amethyst started to dance at her position at Carry's feet, shaking her tailfeathers at everyone she could find. She was impressive, of course! One-of-a-kind! She tweeted along to her own music, beating her wings and generally getting down with her bad self. FAIL
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Sosiqui rolled 1 100-sided dice:
49
Total: 49 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:21 pm
((For Parassiti and Malodore - option 3, treats like an underling. :B~))
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Daffupanda rolled 1 100-sided dice:
74
Total: 74 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:25 pm
((For Gabrian and Davy, it's option 3, I believe. Technically a mix of 2 and 3, but we're gonna go with 3 >A> I'll post the full rp post in my next post, when I see what fail!roll I get))
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:28 pm
Sosiqui ((For Parassiti and Malodore - option 3, treats like an underling. :B~ Rolled 49~ needed a 50-55. So close yet so far!)) Malodore looked down at the cage. Parassiti was hunched in the back, a low grinding sound coming from her gut - she sounded more like a broken motor than a rat at present. Wonderful. "Ah... I am L.C. Malodore, but please, call me Malodore... and this is Parassiti." It slipped off the seat to kneel next to the cage; as it did so, the volume of Parassiti's 'growl' increased. "She is a Scrags-rat, ah..." It hesitated at the door to the cage. ... It really didn't want to let her out... But utter and complete failure of courage was not an option! Had it not faced down drunken trees, homicidal elves, and massive beasts without faltering? ('Being incinerated' didn't count as faltering, since it hadn't been running away at the time.) It was not going to be brought down by a pet! Malodore squared its shoulders and flicked open the door of the cage. "Parassiti, si-" It didn't even finish the word before Parassiti was out of the cage, running forward - she recoiled from the fire and made a u-turn, skittering back towards Malodore with a look of utter disgust in her eyes. She dove under its coat- Malodore let out a very undignified pained squawk. "Ah... ah, Parassiti, por favore..." it managed. While the scrags was technically at its feet, she wasn't so much sitting... or standing... as attached. Via very sharp teeth. To its bony ankle. Oh, merde.... FAIL
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Eight rolled 1 100-sided dice:
45
Total: 45 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:30 pm
Whoa, this room was filled with students and minipets! She recognized almost all of them as well with only one or two exceptions, one of them being the adorable little blonde fox ghoul who came in with three bakekitsunes. Junko's eyes widened and her jaw dropped, blatantly staring at the tiny little thing. She...she was the cutest thing Junko had ever seen! Her tails! Eeeeeeee! They looked so soft! And her hair was so long and her ears! Her fluffy ears! And she was just so adorable and...and...! Junko just wanted to hurry over there and hug her right this moment, but she knew that would be inappropriate. Later. Definitely later. The professor began their lesson though, even harnessing an invisible dog for them all to see. Creatures...without intelligence? Junko glanced at the squirming purple fox on her shoulder and frowning. Sayuri had some intelligence...right? Kuro was no doubt smarter than her but he was definitely excitable. Junko didn't want to admit her foxes were retarded.
"Well, this is Sayuri," Junko raised the arm holding the purple pygmy fox. "And this is Kuro. They're both pygmy foxes." She raised the arm holding the black pygmy fox and then she frowned a bit. "Ah, I hope it's alright I brought them both...I was only going to bring Sayuri but I couldn't get Kuro to stay in my room and then I couldn't get Sayuri to stop trying to bring him with us and...well...I guess they both need the lessons." She sighed a bit and put them down at her feet. The foxes for once did stay at her feet but they were staring up at her as they pranced and yipped, trying to climb up the ghoul's legs as she stood from her stool.
Ugh. Here goes nothing. "Ah...Sayuri! Kuro! Sit!" Please?
Sayuri and Kuro stared up at her for a moment, and in that moment Junko thought she'd gotten it down! But then Sayuri's tail began to wag and her ears perked when she caught sight of it thumping in the corner of her eye. Sayuri began to chase her own tail with happy little yips and barks; the excitement Sayuri got from her tail seemed to get to Kuro as well who tried to chase Sayuri's tail. Junko groaned and rubbed her temples.
((FAIL))
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S a l l y S h e e p rolled 1 100-sided dice:
52
Total: 52 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:33 pm
Colette's heart sank a little at number two of the three reasons why a pet may not listen. Pampering Dasher could be a bad thing? She wasn't sure if Dasher would jump over a fire and land in someone's lap on command, but he couldn't be bad, could he?..
A little worried over how Dasher would behave, Colette stood and did as the professor commanded, first placing Dasher on the floor.
"Uh.. This is Dasher, and he's a Reindeer. The kind that can only turn invisible," she said it nervously, hoping he wouldn't walk off or something. He was definitely the pampered type.
Looking at the Reindeer, Colette tried to give the instructed command in a sweet sort of voice, one only Dasher or her swords would have heard so far, "Alright Dasher, sit right there."
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