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The Semblance of Unity rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 6, 1, 4, 1
Total: 14 (5-30)
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 Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 7:23 pm
Harmony fumbled for the pen. Wasn't some sort of committee supposed to make everything more accessible? She could see, vaguely, in the sense that sometimes shapes moved and sometimes those shapes were a person. Or a wall. Most of the time she relied on hearing and sense of smell. And... snow? She flinched. Oh, it was only faux snow, but it was distracting. The numbers, at least, were easier. She pressed her fingers into the paper. The indentation left by too-heavy printing presswork were a comfort to her. Numbers remained the same, constant figures, immovable. She smiled faintly behind her mask. The next bit was ludicrous. They gave a quiz on landmarks to a blind ghoul. Life was never simple. Needless to say, Harmony failed miserably and felt no shame over such a score. The science portion was tricky, but her nose did not lead her astray. She moved slowly and carefully, mixing what she hoped were the proper chemicals. But by the end of the quiz, Harmony wanted nothing more than to slink off back into her dark room, curl up in her dark pool, and move her fingers across some books properly equipped with braille. So she answered the last question with a nonchalant flick of her wrist. (This flick caused her penmanship to be even more difficult to read, but Harmony was beyond caring.) In large, bold letters, she wrote: What is a FEAR anyway? Harmony was done. -------------
2, You've just managed to stretch your arms far enough in front of you to grab your pen when a gout of faux snow blasts out of one of the tubes in front of you into your face. It's a little distracting.
6, Addition. Subtraction. Integrals. Fractions. Geometry. These are things you are good at. You see the numbers with perfect clarity and are one with them.
1, Maybe you're just having a bad day, but you're having enough trouble remembering where you are, let alone the landmarks that exist in your world.
4, You mess up pretty badly on one of the early questions, but all that really happens is that you end up with a deskful of peppermint foam for the rest of the quiz.
1, What's a FEAR?
-------------------------Quote:  Student Name: Harmony Points Total: 25 Section One: 2
Section Two: 10
Section Three: 0 + 3 = 3
Section Four: 6
Section Five: 0 +4 = 4 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? yes Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? nope
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 5 6-sided dice:
3, 6, 4, 1, 2
Total: 16 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 7:43 pm
The Answer to everything, is Bacon. Quote: Student Name: Damien Gavenkrantz Points Total: 26 Section One: 4
Section Two: 10
Section Three: 6
Section Four: 0 (+4 fron INT) = 4
Section Five:2 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? yes'm Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? not doing it yet (Remember, you can only use it in one of the four challenges!)
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Rathurue rolled 5 6-sided dice:
3, 2, 3, 4, 3
Total: 15 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 7:50 pm
The second event will be held in about few minutes: the contestants, Mahlan included was already seated on the elves-prepared seats and desks, ready to get...tested. What will be tested? She can't even guess it. As soon as the bell started ringing, she flipped the paper on her desk and started reading the questions---hrmm, based on the writing style this is Professor Red's questions...this one's familiar too. As the test only entails some basics of basics, that is language and grammars, she did it with general eaase- Plink. "Aw shoot!" the pencil rolled away when she wrote with too much gusto, and retrieving it would be problematic since it rolled off the stage. Mahlan checked on her question sheet and summarized her score-well, it's already past the passing grade. She should be fine even if she didn't do the rest...sighed, Mah folded her hands and waited for the buzzer, signaling the time for the test has ended to ring. The second test (hey, where's the much-needed break time!?) was math, and the falling snow entering from the opened roof was quite distracting-who even thought of this design for what supposed to be indoors activity, by the way. She concentrated hard enough to get the minimal passing grade, and it has left her exhausted. She can't focus on the third test, which is essentially the harder version of the first test-not to mention the fourth test, which adds a practical test on top of the already hard questions. She just scribbled random equations and put everything on the table into one mixture, boiling it over the bunsen burner...and end up with seemingly unlimited supply of peppermint foam. The last test entrails question about the FEAR and some magic, which she struggled with. Most of the magic are advanced-level, and she didn't know the answer for. Ergh, she should've studied harder. After that row of tests, Mahlan was awarded another participation medal and a huge sense of loss. She didn't wanna do anything for a while... Quote: Student Name: Mahlan Ulmace Points Total: 23 Section One: 4
Section Two: 2 + 3int = 5
Section Three: 4
Section Four: 6
Section Five: 4
Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? (Remember, you can only use it in one of the four challenges!) NO
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chiickadee rolled 5 6-sided dice:
3, 1, 5, 6, 6
Total: 21 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 9:30 pm
If there was ONE event Lock knew he was going to do well on, it was the quiz. He had done almost nothing at Amityville except excel at his studies and train with Shun. At least his brains were being put to use somehow. Better than Lutz and Erebus anyways, who were probably waving from somewhere in the stands to be as obnoxious as possible.
The first section was actually something he excelled at: language and grammar. Lock liked poetry, especially the creepy kind, and often dreamt of directing his own human-world scary movies (of course, that was only provided if the hunters and horsemen left them alone long enough to pursue a pleasant dream like being a movie director). However, his quill wasn't in as much agreement and quickly bounced out of his hands. He spent the first part of the test chasing his quill around, which he was sure entertained his undead friend in the stands.
Math was a subject that he didn't enjoy per say, but he worked hard enough to understand it. It took him no time at all to parse apart the information, and even with the delay from the stray quill he moved quickly through the math section.
The next section had him scratching his head for a moment, considering it was almost completely based in Christmas geography. He hadn't studied this part as well. Thankfully, "not studying as well" still meant copious amounts of studying for Lock, so while it wasn't perfect it was still well above average in terms of quality.
His paper disappeared and was replaced with test tubes. Easy enough stuff again; like math Lock wasn't all that great with science, but he studied it aggressively until he understood it. The Christmas ingredients certainly through him for a loop at first, but with a little tinkering here and there he quickly figured out which amounts to use and created what he hoped was the ideal solution (considering it spouted little snowflakes and gave a small jingle when he shook it, he had to think he'd done something right).
The last part was an absolute joke considering he was a reaper highly skilled in magic. It was easily passed and quite frankly Lock didn't even remember it, that's how impressive it was.
He received his participation medal with a long sigh and headed towards the stands to talk to a certain boil that had been throwing paper airplanes at him the entire quiz. Hint: he wasn't pleased with that and was definitely about to trap Lutz in a shadow pit somewhere.
Quote: Student Name: Lock Blackwood Points Total: 42 Section One: 4
Section Two: 0 + 10 (int) = 10
Section Three: 8
Section Four: 10
Section Five: 10 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? yup Did you use your luck stat for this challenge?nope~
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Meegane rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 1, 1, 3, 6
Total: 17 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 9:31 pm
The break lasted for a few hours, AJ got his time to visit Professor Selene's booth and being a model for fun at the Pingu's booth and wondered if they melted like normal ice in summer time. Then he went back to the stadium when the central system yelled about how the second part of the competition would start in ten minutes and students should gather up. It was winter time and the quiz required only sitting idly, thus he changed his set into the one with long sleeved shirt. Two sets were provided for each student joining the house cup competition. The stadium had already turned into an impressive scene, endless rows of red and white. They lined up in a straight line, regardless of the houses they represented to enter the stadium. Upon entry, an elf would greet each of the student and lead way to their seat. The plush chair was too comfortable to believe they were taking a quiz, AJ sank into the chair immediately when his butt came into the contact with the surface of it. His muscles tensed up and pupil dilated for the assault momentarily and eased up realizing it was just a harness to lock his up. The tail head found it annoying to clamp between AJ's back and the chair and struggled its way out, where it almost snapped at the tool the serpent dragon going to use in answering the paper. The candy cane pen was saved quickly and now in the hand of AJ, the tiny commotion didn't interrupt the Inter-holiday Liaison proclaiming the start of the quiz. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The first section of the long quiz began with a series of questions testing their languages and grammar. It was akin to normal academic quiz, luckily he learned most of them in school and it wasn't a headache. sometimes he would catch the glimpse of his front seat pulling their hair or the one that sat on his left harassed by whatever ejected from the tubes. It was quite a distraction since he didn't sit for a written quiz for a long while, it recalled his time back to his birthplace. The city wasn't designated for their natural forms, so each denizens lived similarly to the humans. It's laughable to believe he was used to be the top three in his year successively for several years. The tail head always dozed off with thunder-like snores as he studied in the school library. He didn't hate reading or learning at that time but what had changed him? " What's it, AJ?" The light sneer drew the tail head's attention from the foxfire's barks on AJ's right hand side. " Nothing, just reminiscing." The pen moved on the paper again, he was really a stupid kid to think about it, doing all sorts of fruitless attempts. AJ flipped the page as he filled in all the questions for that section. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- A difficult smile was given to the second section of the quiz paper, which wasn't what he is good at. Simple addition and subtraction were fine, but when it's up to tenth digits and without a calculator, it took him a while. Nevertheless, It was going quite smooth even the fact it's very time-consuming. Still, if it was simply an academic quiz, then Amityville's had nothing special from humans. Hence, AJ received a fluffy critter as early Christmas present from one of the tubes near his chair when he dealt with the calculation. It was possibly pissed off being stuffed into the chute like it's a squishable. When its soft little paws landed on AJ's laps, it began to yip. The noise which was already a nuisance grew bigger as the curious tail head got closer for a detailed check. Then, the two began a meaningful conversation while the poor serpent dragon struggled through his Geometry. As if finding a new friend, the puppy eagerly participated the discussion with tail waggles and made little nudging steps on his lap. It even raised a paw to boop the tail head's snout for friendliness. AJ sighed for how fortunate he was to witness a friendship happened but it slowed down his progress on the quiz. It's anxious whether he could finish the quiz before time's up. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ When he thought he could take an easy break, the next section said otherwise. In the section, there were several diagrams and maps unlabeled. For somebody grew up in an oasis surrounded by large scale of deserts and never go out of it, he only had one means to know about other places in the world, i.e. from the geography books in the library. Despite a remote small town, its infrastructures were sufficient. The situation would be better if AJ had a better sense of directions, but the fact is cruelly the opposite. The foxfire didn't leave him but climbed up to the rim of the plush chair to take a nap, the serpent dragon was confused and had to make up names for the places he didn't know at all. To his luck, since he had been to the Christmas Town once to help with toy making, at least he can ensure some answers were correct. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ As soon as he finished the geography, a tray with test tubes rose up from the table, together with measuring tool and a tiny bunsen burner. AJ was glad that he could play with something more interesting, like potion making class described in some fantasy novels, they were given a list of instructions. In some senses, it was like cooking, simply follow the steps written and you would be fine. Of course it won't be uneventful, while he grabbed up the instructions for reading and distinguish which one was needed, the chair moved backward making his hands not touching the desk easily. " Jack, what?" He curse, with a meager short laugh escaped his mouth. Gathering his muscle strength, in a few attempts, AJ moved himself back to the original position. " Please follow the given instructions to make a potion that will fill the drinker with joy. First, bring the hollyberry juice to boil, then allows 5 minutes for cooling before mixing with 3 table spoons of finely ground peppermint powder. Hmm, sound really like cooking something." AJ mumbled, he skimmed all of the questions in this section and discovered he couldn't finish all of them as the time requirement of some would take him too long for the rest of the paper. At last, he picked only a few to work on, besides the joy potion, there were also one potion that helps you grow dense white Santa beard, a potion that creates peppermint foams when react with air and a potion that gives drinker a tinsel-like glow. AJ drank a little bit of the last one to test its validity and gained a glowing icy blue aura around him, not the color he planned to have but it worked. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- " Oh~" After doing science, the smile on AJ's face was genuine and bright. The last section consisted of the topic that he spent most of his time on besides baking. To excel in martial arts, knowing how to utilize your fear to the fullest was a basic demand. In addition, he just attended Professor Red's class about FEAR. The similar questions that asked him to elaborate how his FEAR worked and the function of skull pin as well as classification of FEAR. He felt lucky they were given choices to pick which questions he wanted to answer. As a monster, he didn't know magic stuff as proficient as reapers or some demons, he got his venom as weapon and he's fine with it. The moment he finished the paper and dropped the pen that didn't escape its fate to be devoured by the tail head, the chair released him. The glittery sugar cookie was snapped within a blink as well while he shoved the medal into his shirt's pocket and casually took the foxfire with him as if picking up what belonged to him. Quote: S1: Congratulations! You are one smooth wordsmith! 10 points S2: You stare at your quiz and wonder... is today pathling sandwiches day in the creepeteria? 0 points A foxfire shoots out of one of the tubes into your lap. It yips and scuttles around your seat throughout this whole section. S3: Maybe you're just having a bad day, but you're having enough trouble remembering where you are, let alone the landmarks that exist in your world. 0 points This is confusing. You are confused. What purpose does a word jumble have on a standardized test? 4 points S4: It seems that your chair has slid back just a touch in the commotion. You have a lot of trouble reaching the table now, but you still get a few problems right. 4 points S5: IMPRESSIVE. 10 points Quote: Student Name: AJ Points Total: 31 Section One: 10
Section Two: 0 + 3 = 3
Section Three: 0 + 4 = 4
Section Four: 4
Section Five: 10 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes, 7 in total Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? No.
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Meegane rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 3, 6, 6, 4
Total: 25 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 9:41 pm
Because most parts of the outfit are red, the green haired demon looked very festive and eye-catching, which made him an easy target to be spotted out from the flocks of students. Mellow hated that, once again, he was called back to the stadium for the forthcoming quiz. As a pony who loves running on large plain, one might surprised the not so clever demon actually enjoyed reading. That didn't imply he would love to sit for a quiz, he frowned at anything that put his abilities on test. Nonetheless, he was forbidden to be absent from competition. One, he didn't wish to encounter his mother which would ask of the reasons of escaping. Second, his tiny pride stopped them from running away and be responsible for his house. Letting out a tiring sigh, he followed the rest and took his seat, which was an alarmingly comfortable plush chair. The lemon eyes squinted intensively at the uncanny pipes, tubes or chutes around the seat, musing potential conspiracies of them like pouring something onto them as he got the wrong answer, or sudden assaults to test his reflexes. Mellow maintained a watchful state but he got the incorrect focus. His arms and legs flailed about when the harness lowered, struggled to free himself. The puny strength he possessed was unable to move the harness a bit, the big commotion he created received snickers from his adjacency who were cool, calm and collected. Realizing it placed no harm to him, Mellow eased up with a blank face and listened to what the elf from Liaison had to say. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The opening of the folder revealed how festive the quiz paper was, his brows pushed together again and created a small shallow crease. When he flipped the pages, a weak scent of cinnamon and peppermint mingled together emanated. He had no doubt that it was penned by the professors came from Christmas Town. Besides it would entice his appetite, he had no complaint for the paper that won't bite. It might be lucky in his tragic childhood that he had a father who not inferior to scholar and had a liking for adventures. He told him a lot, taught him many when he was at home. Thus, the boil that couldn't be called smart learned enough for him to overcome the question in the first section of the quiz. The years he spent in the library-like bookstore didn't get wasted at all. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ He turned to a new page of the question book and his mouth twitched. Maths, it was never what the impatient boil like though he had quite good endurance, trained from those days. Alright, he still had to deal with it however grudging he was. Jack, those stupid numbers are giving him headache. Not to mention those yipping of foxfires, he mostly learned maths through using of sugar cubes. It was similar to how one does addition and subtraction maths by counting fingers. His beloved father was his best home-schooling teacher, he was patient and creative, finding ways that his little boil would understand in his explanation. He was a gift in the midst of his suffering. Even bothered, his face didn't show any sign of that. In others' eyes, he was like a student knowing every answer and writing smoothly on his paper. His given talent prevented his tiny man pride to be scattered and tease for. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ To explore the world, map reading was one of the fundamental skills one needed to manage. Ever since he was a scareling, his father shared with the little demon the photo of many places he had visited, from the famous desert, the ice fortress-like castle to the mysterious lost civilization. The kind father also taught the son how to read the map and distinguish directions without map, knowing the timid and easily scared boil would be benefited. He was never strict and to Mellow, he was the best father in the world. While studying the map printed on the paper, he felt peaceful and temporarily forgot his mother was watching on the Stands. There was no hesitation when he wrote down his answers. Yet, the unpleasant "Silent Night" didn't serve its original purpose to keep one at tranquility or relax. Worse, there was someone sang together, the hooting turned the time staying in his seat a hardship. In his heart, the demon flipped over a table after another while he eagerly cursed bad things happened to the singer. He gathered the snow into a snowball and stuffed the damn pipe. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ While he eagerly threw his snowball at the pipe, he didn't notice the set up and equipment that appeared. He was sightly startled and stared at them for a long while, eyes flickered around to search for his paper that not to be seen anywhere. After observation, he discovered those were for the next part of the quiz as he found a paper written with instructions. Alright, just mess around with these stuff, he could do it without errors. Mellow almost dropped his test tube when an explosion happened a few rows from his. His shoulder arched up from time to time there were glass breaking noises or sounds of explosion while secured the test tubes still in his hand. Anyway, despite the complexity of the series of steps, he finished the questions like a real scientist. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The final section was more related to them, his FEAR was a defensive one that enhanced his chance for an escape at a peril. Thanked to the fact that he read a lot about witches, his knowledge was sufficient to cope with the questions about spell casting. Maybe he write too much about a question of witch and their spells based on his own comments. Compared to the rest in that section, it transformed into an essay writing that consisted of several pages. He ranted all his grievances and prejudices over female on his paper, he had to take a deep breathe since he held his breathe and penned fluently. He kept his cookie and allow the medal to be hung with the first one he obtained. It was a compliment for his abilities, and then he glared at the weird ring that he couldn't take off and figured it would be a good idea to find his dragon friend. Quote: S1: Congratulations! You are one smooth wordsmith! 10 points S2: A foxfire shoots out of one of the tubes into your lap. It yips and scuttles around your seat throughout this whole section. 4 points Whether you're just guessing at answers or you actually know what you're doing, you manage to get a good number of questions correct! 6 points S3: You're in the zone! Show geography who's boss! 10 points S4: Have you found your calling? Are you truly a scientist? ;O 10 points S5: Tough, but you can do it. You know how to use your FEAR as well as most of the reasons why it works. 6 points Quote: Student Name: Mellow Marsh Points Total: 42 Section One: 10
Section Two: 4 + 2 = 6
Section Three: 10
Section Four: 10
Section Five: 6 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes, 2 in total. Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? No.
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chiickadee rolled 5 6-sided dice:
4, 2, 1, 6, 1
Total: 14 (5-30)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 10:07 pm
Strider was not smart at all. Strider had just gotten to this school and the only thing he had in his brain was a bunch of hit songs and guitar rifts. He wasn't here for taking tests and honestly he spent the whole time whistling and writing in some song bars.
He did okay on the first section because well grammar and language was kind of like writing songs and yeah okay close enough.
The other sections he completely bombed, especially the portions where someone was singing horribly off key. It was downright offensive to who he was. He had to spend that part of the test giving the horrible singer a lesson, and by then most of his test was left blank.
The only section he seemed to be weirdly masterful at was the science section. This was, naturally, a complete fluke since he just sort of swirled some beakers and threw every single thing into one jar, causing a light explosion, but inevitably the right result.
Once he'd received his participation medal he showed it off to everyone, demanding that they appreciate how amazing smart he was. Quote: Student Name: Points Total: 21 Section One: 6
Section Two: 2
Section Three: 0 + 3 (luck) = 3
Section Four: 10
Section Five: 0 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? yes he has none |D Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? yes i did!
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 10:45 pm
I, DANNY, AM HELPING MY HOUSE!
GO DEMONS! In between her very busy days (that is to say, they weren't busy at all. Danny was a lazy bum) she had decided to visit Amityville's house cup competition. She'd participated in the first one (as an RA no less!) so she still felt quite a bit of pride for the demon house.
She was happy to see they were allowing for audience participation this year. Considering it was a quiz, Danny was CLEARLY the candidate for providing the most assistance. After all, she was incredibly smart (SO SMART) and had so much knowledge to offer as an alumni.
She sent a message to a demon ghoul in the competition. She hoped her wise, wise wisdom would assist the ghoul in her plight.kanth Hi you don't know me but I'm the best and smartest so here's some advice. If you don't know an answer, light the paper on fire! If there's no test they can't tell you you got it wrong. You're welcome. - Danny
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 4, 4, 2, 2
Total: 14 (5-30)
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2015 11:58 pm
Quote: Student Name: Leva Points Total: 23 Section One:2+2
Section Two:6
Section Three:6
Section Four:2+2
Section Five: 2+1/size]
Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Y
Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? N For Leva, a test was terrible, aweful and completely a waste of her time. She had better things to do than spend her time writing. Much less about a place for those she didn't even know and she could be spending her time speaking to other students, looking for bugs, (golden ones only appeared around this time of year), or even just willfully ignoring everyone like she usually did. But no, she had to take a test. Wings shifted in unease as she was forced into the the chair by guilt that technically, her peers might have looked down upon her and she was supposed to be a great demon. She would be the greatest demoness this side of the river styx. That was the plan at any rate. A test was just a... distraction. A bump in her road that was the path of life or something. One of many distractions in her self righteous opinion. So as her felt hit paper? Leva decided she'd write an essay all right. She'd write a damn essay on how great and fabulous she was. 'Behold o pitiful peons of non FEAR and mewling factors, these words are rich in their grandeur and remark. I am known as Leva, the most beautiful, grand, sophisticated, pretty, noble, powerful, enchanting, luxurious, fantastic, immaculate, perfect, and other such befitting titles; the most fearsome, deadly, terrifying, terrible, awful, gruesome, horrible, nightmare inducing demoness that you might ever have such a once in a star crossed century to encounter. You are lucky to even have come across such a being as utterly without flaw such as I and for that you should feel blessed. I have graced your eyes with my words and text and you ought to feel honored to have been so lucky. I am by far of a superior subspecies of nightmare demon, my hive of kin know me as the next big thing. Why, I am doubtlessly to become queen of the entire species and if I dare be a bit forward the entire demon race! Are you impressed yet? Of course you are! It is alright however, I know it can be difficult to process, my grandeur, my splendor. Peons such as yourselves should just bask in my glory and accept that I will always cherish your kinds, for I am not cruel not heartless, (I in fact, have a very large heart. Three in fact. They are all very, very perfect organs and keep me in peek condition). Those beneath me have only to gaze upon my skills and words to know that I would never forget those who are less fortunate than myself. How do I pity your lot, to not be me. To never know what it is to be perfect. But that is alright, I shan't burden your eyes not minds with the terrible knowledge of what demands are placed upon a being so perfect and desirable as I. Fear not, as I alone will carry this horrible burden for all of our races. I am generous and kind and perfect. In fact, I might as well be renamed to become Leva the Beloved. Leva the Miraculous. Leva the-" A warning bell chimed and Leva looked down at her paper. She'd done nothing but write a love letter to herself basically. Realizing that she had just wasted all her time she quickly changed her tune. "Leva the wise." She sank in her seat as she guessed every other answer, even the ones on the science portion. In magic she wrote only that demons were the best before the final bell rang. She was queen of something all right. Queen of bullshitting her way through tests.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 5, 1, 4, 3
Total: 19 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 12:03 am
Quote: Student Name: Crimson Points Total: 40 Section One: 10
Section Two: 8+2=10
Section Three: 0+5
Section Four:6+4=10
Section Five:4+1=5Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? yes Did you use your luck stat for this challenge?yes-7 The reaper looked down at the test and felt their familiar start to panic next to them. Words on paper were fine. Questions? Oh boy. Crimson was going to either go off on a tangent or just start running wild with formulas and various notes that came to them. As the buck began to panic the blood mage was busy very meticulously writing down each letter of their name in as perfect and neat of script as was possible. At the very least the deer figured, the penmanship would look nice. Maybe he could go back to his fellow familiars once Crimson unbound him and feel marginally okay to attest to how his reaper had at least perfected the art of writing their name. They were not a total failure in the eyes of society. That wasn't going to be an issue however, unbeknownst to the familiar. Crimson was in fact, very adept at a few things. Carefully crafting things to suit their whims and getting things approved just happened to be one of the reaper's few strong suits. Blood as ink, the mage began their exposition on the benefits of blood in everyday application. Both magical and non. Of course Crimson started with the basics, that blood was so culturally important. Not just in Halloween but universally. After all, blood was a symbol of life and death. It was seen as a life giver, the fluid that ran in all living beings and even some non-living, (they would not discounted two entire races, that would have just set themselves up for a poor paper and opened themselves up for a quick dismissal and counter argument). Next up on the list of things to fill out was the ever dreaded maths. Crimson was fairly good with numbers. Nunbers were formulas and carefully crafted constructs designed in systematic modules that would provide accurate factual answers defined in countless hypothetical quandaries. Or some such nonsense. Theory was more the blood mage's strong suit. As was word smithing. Just when their familiar thought 'oh they might have a chance at not being a complete and utter failure?' Crimson just yawned, slouching as they began to pick at their teeth with their pen. None of these problems were involving blood. It had things like snow and elves and sugar and pepermint in the word problems and what ones were without words were all just really guessing games to the blood mage. Lacking all sorts of finesse, the reaper began to simple guess at the answers, picking whatever seemed to logically fit. If it was luck or skill was hard to say but- it seemed that Crimson actually might have gotten a few right here and there. One could hope at any rate. Now it was even worse. Locations the buck familiar have a whine as they collapsed next to Crimson, who was smiling like a fool. Geography was beyond them. Far, far beyond them. They hadn't a clue. So as they began to pick and choose and overall guess? Crimson just figured that if they added snow to everything it'd be close. Maybe. Hopefully. Either way the blood mage was terrible. And their demonic familiar was all sorts of giving up hope in a sad deer pile behind them. It just got worse as Crimson was given a chemistry set. Sure they smelled like peppermint, but they also were pretty sure if they injected this right into a bleeding being they would begin to bleed scented blood. At the final aplication- Crimson just slit their wrist and bleed all over their test. Magical indeed. Their familiar just was content to wallow in shame and misery.
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 1, 2, 6, 3
Total: 18 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 12:04 am
Quote: Student Name: Frost Points Total: 28 Section One: 10
Section Two:0+4
Section Three: 2
Section Four:10
Section Five: 4Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes-4 Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? No Frost remembered this portion. The dreaded paper tests. He really hated it, and for the mkost part just wanted to get it over with. He wrote hardly anything, and just circled nothing but C. For every answer. Paper had no real world applications. So the results of this test? Also no real world merit. True merit was won. Or something to that effect.
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Smerdle rolled 5 6-sided dice:
6, 4, 5, 4, 1
Total: 20 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 6:52 am
Quizzes weren't really Rojo's thing, not unless he knew he could impress a teacher by doing well on one, but when he saw the strange setup on the stadium floor that day, the boil's interest was piqued. What did a bunch of plush chairs have to do with being smart? He was game to find out. The skeleton rushed out into their midst as soon as they were allowed, hopping behind a desk near the front and bouncing on his seat's cushion excitedly. He was dwarfed by his seat seeing as how it was made for students of any size, but Rojo didn't care, at least not until he was strapped to the thing. He had shown up voluntarily. Why were these creeple restraining him when all he wanted to do was explore? Rojo crossed his arms, pouting motionlessly until the quiz opened in front of him.
He didn't even know what this section was on or that there were sections at all, only that it seemed a simple start. Rojo got to work, filling in his answers at a thoroughly uncomfortable angle until he realized he could simply remove his hand. The quiz went more smoothly after that, until he turned the last page in section one and came face to face with his arch nemesis. Math.
Rojo sat back in his seat, his detached hand tapping fitfully at the desk next to his pen. Math was a travesty: unnecessary and boring. Where were the questions on party planning and schmoozing? He tried to get up and leave, but the chair did its job, holding him in place as he wiggled around. Hoping to move on, he finally leaned forward and scribbled some numbers onto the sheet, apologizing to it under his breath as he moved on.
Turning another page, he skimmed the next couple of questions, grinning at the change from dreaded math. He didn't really know anything about Halloween outside of his hometown and the area around Amityville, but he could easily tell that the questions in front of him were very, very wrong. There was one about ponies in caves under an ocean and an entire society led by vaisels. This was better than the math section by far, and he plowed on to the next part with ease, even if his answers were less than correct.
A disappointed sound issued from Rojo's throat as he wrote out the last response in the section and the folder moved on. His displeasure faded away as the table split and the supplies he would need for the next section rose out of its surface. It was just about the coolest thing he had seen today! Rojo immediately got to work mixing things even though he hadn't read the instructions yet, and by the time he realized that was a thing he might have done, the mixture he had made was frothing over, coating the desk with a sticky, foamy substance that promised to be a challenge to work with. One good thing: it smelled lovely.
Once he had completed all of that scientific stuff, the test seemed to go back to normal. There were a number of questions on FEAR and magic, and considering himself to be an expert, Rojo answered them fairly quickly and mostly incorrectly. He closed the folder upon completion, and the chair freed him soon after, retracting its restrictive harness and giving him the run of the place once more.
With a cheerful whoop, Rojo hopped from the chair and brushed off his clothes. He was sure he had done passably and that was all that really mattered. Other, smarter undead could carry the round for him. All he had wanted was to move on to something more fun.Quote: Student Name: Rojo Points Total: 34 Section One: 10
Section Two: 6
Section Three: 8
Section Four: 6
Section Five: 0 + 4 = 4Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? y Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? n
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medigel rolled 5 6-sided dice:
4, 2, 2, 6, 6
Total: 20 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 8:17 am
Wait, did they just announce there would be a test? What kind of foxfire dung was this?? Wrex thought this was supposed to be a competition, not a...a nerdy geek off thing! What good was scribbling a few things going to show these judges? He was already a little nervous from just the house cup in general, but the boil wasn't confident at all in writing. If he failed this...
Well, he was a Daggerback. He couldn't back down, especially not if Brute was competing. Or that stupid Jho.
Wrinkling his nose at the students around him (must be intimidating, must look cool), Wrex took his seat and eyed the candy cane pen; good thing the announcer stopped him before he could think to just eat it. With a snort, he opened the folder and got to work.
And it was just as he had feared: they expected him to know how to read well. What kind of battle skill was that?? With a small noise of distress, Wrex scribbled in a few words here and there, second guessing himself and growing more frustrated with every correction he put down. What did it matter how much he knew anyway? Didn't people understand him when he gestured and talked and whatnot? Sheesh. And also who let those delicious minipets in, they were a little distracting...Especially the young scareons, they were especially tender if you skinned them right...His pen had disappeared from his grasp, but at least it left him open handed to catch one of the critters. Bunching up his legs, the boil prepared to spring--
--and knocked his knees against the top of his desk. He woke from his impromptu nap with a jerk and a soft confused noise, blinking blearily at his surroundings. Wait what was he...oh yeah. Test. Right.
Math. Well at least he sorta knew those better. But as he was writing, something popped out of the chute near him and landed in his lap. The foxfire yipped and leapt out before he could do anything. Wrex merely stared and then slapped himself. Okay. Not napping again. Wait then he just let a meal get away NO WHAT THE JACK YOU DAMN TEASERS.
To make things worse, the tube next to it began to wail some horrible tune that pierced his poor ears. Wrex tried to snarl back at it as he jammed a finger in one, but it didn't seem to matter. Not only that, but he was losing time. Without giving much thought to this section, the boil wrote in whatever he felt sounded good at the time, glaring intermittently at the shrieking object, considering just giving up on the test and just attacking it to show it who's boss.
His headache was just beginning when the elves brought out an assortment of glass bottles and tubes and liquids that smelled weird and begged to be tasted. (For science!) His patience was beginning to run out with this stupid test, though, and it showed. Wrex quickly just poured this and that out with no care to measurement, wanting very much to just blow something up to entertain himself. However, no matter what he did, the test watchers seemed rather impressed. In fact, he saw a few whispering to each other about this apparent hidden talent of his as he produced perfect results.
What the Jack...? Apparently he failed at even failing.
And no explosions to boot.
He was really pouty now. The paper's final question was about Fear and Magic, and now it just had to be mocking him, right? Who didn't know about that? Magic of course was just CHEATING, but Wrex scratched in his curt answers with eyes for daggers, just wanting to finish. The sentient folder seemed proud, so good for it or something. Was he done?
Thankfully, yes. He grabbed his medal and hastily got the hell away from that boring and frustrating place.
Quote: Student Name: Daggerback Wrex Points Total: 32 Section One: 4 (6 pt)
Section Two: 2 + 1 = 3 (4 pt)
Section Three: 2 (2 pt)
Section Four: 6 (10 pt)
Section Five: 6 (10 pt) Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Y (+1) Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? N
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes rolled 5 6-sided dice:
3, 1, 4, 5, 1
Total: 14 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 8:59 am
Torsten walked into the room wondering why he felt his family there. This was not going to end well he could feel it...glancing up as the oddly bright ghoul went on explaining things. He spotted two of his older cousins and his Mother. His mind wandering to where Mellow could be and how he was doing with all this. Hopefully he was doing a lot better than Torsten was. Blinking he looked back to the bright thing in front of him. He nodded before he sat down in the chair. Settling back he let out a slow sigh then squeaked sharply. He shivered a little as he tested everything out. Well...this was just great. He sighed deeply before settling. Staring at the tubes he was equal parts curious and fearful. As he heard the timer start and the white folder snapped open he looked at the first section. It was simple enough. Torsten began his mind clicking as he went, he was always good at spelling. Great with words and phrases. Fantastic at---he blinked. Nothing was in his hand. He flexed his fingers to test that...yup. He didn't have his pencil where....he looked to the floor and groaned. Great. He couldn't reach that far....sighing he let out a yelp as the tubes blasted air at him. Then blinked when a new pencil dropped out of the sky. He didn't question it. He picked up his new pencil and started back at his Quiz. Section two...oh...oh no. M-Math. Torsten gulped. He sat there for Jack knows how long. Just staring at the the page. He had no head for numbers, he always got them jumbled even as a small scareling. What could he...ACK. The tubes blasted ice water at him. The small dragon letting out a trembling growl as he just flipped to the next section. He didn't want to waste his time. He could always go back at the end of it. Ugh was this over yet. Torsten felt his body temperature drop a little. Shaking his wet hair free of a few droplets he focused on the next. Oh...these were easy. He knew all these...even if the wording was so off and highly distracting alone. He tapped his pencil a few times as he thought. Easily answering a few while having to think about others. This was both refreshing and overly irritating. Oh well at least he got through it. He leaned back and blinked as beakers and such appeared. Oh...fun time. He gets to fiddle with things now! As he did his little tasks, he grew absorbed by the process itself. He loved combining things to see the results. Usually finding the results to be more than he was expecting. As he went on the small dragon mixed the wrong thing and got a small blast to the face. Oh....that was disorienting...so much that he forgot where he was for a few moments. The final section of the quiz was sadly where he sat there just trying to remember where he was. He looked down at the page and tilted his head. Oh...well this was bad. He couldn't remember a darn thing. Oh well...he rubbed at his head then jumped when he was let out. Standing the small dragon knew he flunked that....crossing his arms loosely he walked away. His tail limply curled around his feet as he walked. He could feel his cousins in the stand. Oh he was not going anywhere near them right now. Picking up the pace the small dragon blended as well as he could with the crowd before vanishing towards the booths again. Quote: Student Name: Torsten Raijinn Points Total: 23 Section One: 4
Section Two: 0 +2 = 2
Section Three: 6
Section Four: 8
Section Five: 0 + 3 = 3 Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? Nope
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iloveyouDIE rolled 5 6-sided dice:
2, 5, 4, 5, 4
Total: 20 (5-30)
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2015 9:21 am
Muka really hated paper tests. It wasn't that he was an idiot but he found them very boring and memorizing facts was never his strong points. He was a much more practical learner. Still- he was on his third year and hadn't gotten this far just on his good looks (or had he?). The owlboil stretched for his pen when snow blasted him in the face and left him giggling and cleaning it out of his beard for an inordinate amount of time. His answers were scribbled in between and halfway through he started to doze off. As his forehead hit the desk, he shot back up with enough time to finish the section. Math was possibly his worst subject but the owl, even with his distraction, must have known more than he thought as he didn't find it very difficult and finished (worrying he was totally wrong because it seemed a bit too easy?). Muka was an amazing guesser but a much worse singer. Still he got caught up in joining the christmas caroling. Sorry to anyone that had to listen to him warble Silent Night with the pipe in front of him. Muka's science answers ended up defaulting to what sounded best or seemed like the most fun. Apparently it did him well though and once more he was wondering if perhaps he'd gotten them all wrong by how easy it had seemed. The section on FEAR should have been easier but alot of his skills in that area were more about feeling and less about... being described on paper. He did well enough but not as well as he should. Still- sugar cookies were a good reward. Muka crunched messily and left a trail of crumbs in his beard, down his chest, and away from his desk. Quote: Student Name: Ulmuka Knobwalker Points Total: 34 Section One: 2pt (+4)
Section Two: 8pt
Section Three: 6pt
Section Four: 8pt
Section Five: 6pt Did you remember to use your intelligence stat? Yes Did you use your luck stat for this challenge? No
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