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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:47 pm
┿Markus C. Heyes┿
"Acta est fabula, plaudite!"
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Markus was actually a bit disappointed when the little game was interrupted before it could start. It actually sounded... fun. Well, not fun, but amusing. No, not that. Well, it was better than doing nothing. Or listening to this teacher rage. Before she could find any reason to yell at him, he got up to go write his name on the registry. He returned to his seat with a sigh, wondering if the teacher was always this strict or just in a pissy mood. He couldn't judge her either way though, since he could get pretty pissy at times as well. ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀
"Amicule, deliciae, num is sum qui mentiar tibi?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:00 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy”  It was such a pleasant dream – an open field, the spirits and nymphs dancing and singing such soothing, happy melodies, and a whole pile of dried lizard tails – all flavored in hickory smoke – open for her to chew and munch on to her heart's delight.. And then a bird suddenly flew at her and started to screech out such words that she dare not repeat.
Her eyes opened with a start and she gasped for breath as she looked up, bewildered, at the teacher standing beside her. It took a grand while for her to recognize the woman, but the situation itself hadn't really come to her quite yet. Teacher. Attendance sheet. She nodded slowly and, in a clumsy manner as she was still disoriented from the short sleep, she stood up to head over to the sheet. She stared at it for a lengthy time, reading the names carefully, before looking at the teacher blankly. “.....” She opened her mouth and then shut it, turning back to the paper to scribble on it with a pen her name – in Chinese characters, but she had accomplished the task. She turned and went back to her desk, sitting back down and going to staring at the teacher intently. She hoped the woman could inform her as to where, what, and why she was there – where had that lovely field gone..?
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:06 pm
~°~°~ 𝔈𝔯𝔦𝔫 ℜ𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔩 ~°~°~ 
Erin grabs Xochi by her shoulder and looks into her eyes and says, "Do I look like I can read Chinese?! I speak English so, don't try and show off to me that you can write Chinese! Sign your name in English!" she points at the register as she ends her sentence, "I repeat, you're in the Mythology classroom, not your bedroom!" she yells as she turns Xochi around and pushes her to the register.
{OOC: I'm sorry, but, I might take sometime in posting the next post. sweatdrop }
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:12 pm
 წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ Mythology, a class that was closely associated with Bianca's own background. Also, this was a class that greatly befitted this class since it was a school for the mythical and supernatural. It was going to be interesting to learn about the many mythological stories and how they came to be; it was also going to be fun to be able to discover whether any of these stories were true or not. Bianca strongly believed that some had to be because she had already witnessed and observed the many supernaturals that attended the school. Bianca's musings were suddenly interrupted by the lifeless whisper of little ghost girl. Finally going to class? It's about time, you shouldn't waste so much time wandering around, the spirit whispered. "Why do you haunt me? What have I done to you?" Bianca sighed as she continued to the mythology room. You're mean, the girl sniffed before disappearing. The necromancer paid no heed to the child's attitude and continued to her class. She was already late, as usual but Bianca continued into the classroom then quietly took her seat.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:19 pm
χσ¢нιqυєтzαℓ νση ∂єя вα¢н-χιqυι
“Teddy” The hands at the shoulders had forced the girl's brows to crease and she looked at the woman with mild confusion – and slight hope that she would explain everything. Xochiquetzal wasn't sure what was wrong with this female, but.. it was apparent she was in need of acupuncture. Or an octopus massage. If only she hadn't left Gunther behind.. But, there was no ship or plane that allowed an octopus to be transported along with her, sadly enough.
She winced at the shouting and very much wanted to set her head down to sleep again, but her heart was pumping too fast for her to accomplish that. She hadn't met a more intrusive, loud, and.. and simply unpleasant woman in her life! She wasn't sure how to react outside of go back to the register, cross out what she had written before, and rewrite it in English. She was cautious to set the pen back down, looking back at the woman helplessly in hopes she had done this correctly. She hadn't been pushed out of her comfort zone like this for.. well, Xochiquetzal couldn't remember a time in which she felt so disturbed. “...Correct..?” She tentatively asked as she held the paper up for the woman – her full name was written there and.. she was certain it was English this time.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:23 pm
 Solin Mikhail
Solin smirked. "So the girl secretly really wanted us dead." Solin said quietly to Gaire. "Seems like a dangerous girl." He was sarcastic of course. She looked like she couldn't even haunt a fly efficiently.
The other students were all getting their names written down on the registry. Class should be starting soon. He took note of the short boy who was talking with Kasie. If he recalled, Kasie called him Veith. The small guy seemed to be completely naive to his feelings, although he had to wonder about his choice of women since Kasie is apparently dead since she's a ghost.
There was some other ruckus in the class. A girl was sleeping and writing in Chinese and was getting herself in trouble and another girl was entering the classroom. Solin couldn't help but pity the purple-haired girl. "I have a feeling this won't be a very quiet class." Solin said.
((Sorry for the delay. I was checking out everyone's character profiles. ^^ ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:30 pm
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ The teacher had written their name on the board, which Bianca stared at blankly. She tried to memorize it, but she would most likely forget since she did not get much sleep. Last night had been hell for her since she had a nightmare of the dead once again so she did not get much sleep. The heavy bags beneath her eyes were proof of this which were still visible under the makeup Bianca applied. It was no use worrying about it now since she had to pay attention in class and try to maintain her good grades. Bianca glanced around the room because she had felt some tension when she stepped into the classroom. There were a variety of people in here and even some humans which was a little surprising. Bianca herself was technically a human but she was little different with being able to raise the dead. No big deal.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:47 pm
 .:l Kasie Harper l:.
”All say, ‘How hard it is that we have to die’
- A strange complaint to come
Kasie blinked blankly at Veith, wanting him to get straight to the point, but he never did. Then again, that was just how he was. "No need to explain. I get it, so thanks." She chirped out. After all, he may say mean things, but Veith's actions always told another story. Speaking of which, another person in the room reminded her just of Veith. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Veith, you should meet Markus. He's the guy that ratted you out, so you should get to know him. After all, two negatives make a positive! Hey, Markus! Get over here won't you?" The powers of math were amazing.
Though, Kasie couldn't help a subtle wince when she noticed that the purple girl was getting slammed for sleeping and writing. Ouch. She should definitely pitch a hand in. Same for the girl that had just arrived. Surely, she must have been clueless."Oh, and as for you," She turned and addressed the dazed off girl, "you didn't miss out on much. Just sign your name on the attendance sheet, and you're good to go."
Now it was time for the teacher. "Excuse me, but I think it was an honest mistake, ma'am. If you hadn't noticed, not all of us come from the same place. Plus, I think its her first day here as far as I can tell." She tentatively approached the matter, hoping that she didn't get an earful for standing up for the purple girl.
From the mouths of people
Who have had to live.”
- Mark Twain
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 11:01 pm
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Young Master Oz Vessalius Crew
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 11:04 pm
┿Markus C. Heyes┿
"Acta est fabula, plaudite!"
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"Amicule, deliciae, num is sum qui mentiar tibi?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 11:08 pm
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ
♄♅♌♆ Ƀ ι ą и c ą ჯ Ș ι и c ʄ ą ι ɼ ♄♅♌♆
წჭხჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჶჷჸლჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲოპჰჵჶჷჸგვზჱჴჯჵჶჷჸლმნჲ Zoning out, something Bianca had gotten quite good at. Well, it wasn't really anything to be proud of since it often made others think she was ignoring them. For example, the kid who had moved to sit by her to converse with her. Bianca turned her head at him, stared at him before nodding then getting up suddenly. She walked to the teachers desk, took the registry, wrote her name, then walked back to her seat. Bianca had not entirely heard what the boy had said but she vaguely heard him talking about the attendance thing. Bianca turned to the boy and was about to introduce herself but stopped. This kid kind of looked like a girl and his eyes were a gorgeous shade of blue. It was like the ocean. "What a pretty face," Bianca said suddenly with a monotonous tone. "My name is Bianca Sinclair, by the way," she added.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 11:08 pm
~+~Gaire~+~  Gaire watched the purple-haired girl get scolded with some amusement. He had to admit, out of all the teachers he could have gotten, this one didn't seem so bad after all...for a woman, that is. At least she wasn't a pushover. He'd have to test her to see just what she was made of though...later he'd figure out some way to do it.
Once again Gaire chuckled at Solin's remark. He was beginning to like his style. "If she wants me dead, she can come and get me herself. Most likely she's just grabbing for attention." He paused a second, then in a slightly lowered voice said, "You know...I wonder if ghosts can touch other ghosts, like we touch other people...or if they just go through one another."((OOC: Gah, well I've officially entered the unholy hours of the night. XD I'm falling asleep here, and my character is just going to keep getting worse. I'll try my best to define him more tomorrow...but until then, g'night y'all! Have fun...and just skip over my guy if you want to continue))
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 11:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2012 12:04 am
~°~°~ 𝔈𝔯𝔦𝔫 ℜ𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔩 ~°~°~ "Yes..correct." Erin says to Xochi when she asked, "Correct?" She turns her head to look and listen to what Kasie and Veith were saying, "Honest mistakes must be dealt with properly.." she says replying to Kasie, "Make sure Miss X doesn't get herself into another problem" she replies to Veith. She couldn't pronounce Xochiquetzal's name so, she decided to call her Miss X for now. She walks back to her table and knocks on it again to get everybody's attention, "Please stop chatting with each other and pay attention." she says out loud so everybody could hear, "Let us begin today's lesson!" she says as she turns around to write the topic on the board.  "Griffin. That is our today's topic. Can somebody tell me something about Griffins?" she says as she turns her head around to look at the class. {OOC: So sorry for the late reply! :-/ This class is getting too long. I'll try to wrap it up as quickly as I can! sweatdrop }
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