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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 12:36 am
Twisting in her seat, Terra stared at the door Mr. Hayden had just left through. That was... so weird... How am I not in trouble right now? she thought, and then, quite brilliantly, said aloud, "Um." Terra stood up and walked over to the girl who just ran into the classroom. She stood awkwardly next to her for a second, and then asked, "Hey, uh, are you okay?" She didn't really look like she was in this class, but maybe it was normal here for people to duck into classrooms and look out windows and not say anything? ((OOC - I figured I ought to post since everyone else was offline... but I can delete it if that was wrong)) “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but define yourself.” - Harvey Fierstein
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:09 am
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
"Ah...not really," Angela said, still peering outside. She didn't see any sign of him, which was good. Considering he'd managed to trail her, thus far, every single place she'd visited, she half expected to see him following after her like some sort of bizarre zombie. Or blood hound, considering how much like a whipped puppy he was acting like the past few days. She suppressed an irritated groan as the bell rang, signifying the end of class. This was probably her chance to head out into the halls--with more students wandering, she could probably get to the infirmary without being spotted. Then again, it could be a good chance for him to use the crowd as camouflage so he could sneak up on her and drag her off somewhere again. That was, of course, assuming he wasn't at the infirmary just waiting for her still.
Why did she always end up involved with crazy people? A brain-fried demon (which, technically was her fault...ish. It wasn't like she made him jump in front of that lightning bolt. She hadn't even been aiming for him. But she had been the one to throw it so there was a little culpability there) and a slightly dim witted mummy (...that one was kind of her fault too, come to think of it--since she'd awakened him by touching that stupid orb. Even if she had been using it to cosh someone over the head and not because she wanted to wake a sleeping mummy.) Oh. And the ghost. Why couldn't she attract a normal male? It was like she had some sort of pheromone that attracted weirdos.
Angela stood with a wince, her hand going to her side where she'd pulled some of her stitches earlier. She should probably tell Chloe about that when she got back to the infirmary...
Taking a moment to study the unfamiliar girl in front of her, Angela said, "Oh, you must be new here--I don't recognize you. I'm Angela. Ah, this is probably a little odd to ask someone I've just met but have you seen a man--early twenties, dark hair, blue eyes...looks a bit crazy, wandering around like he's looking for someone?"
((You're fine. ^_^ ))You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:30 am
"Oh. Sorry," Terra replied, not really sure what to say. "I'm Terra, it's nice to meet you. I only just arrived, so I haven't seen whoever it is you're looking for. Would you like me to help you find him?" The girl seemed rather flustered, and it looked like she was hurting, judging by the way she winced and clutched her side. Terra wasn't sure what to do. Maybe she needs to go to the health office? I wonder where it is... If they have one. If this school employs a teacher who dismisses his class without actually doing anything, they might not even have a health office. Terra watched Angela warily. She'd been acting unpredictably - running into her classroom, peering out the window, etc - and Terra wanted to be ready in case she did something even... weirder. “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but define yourself.” - Harvey Fierstein
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 1:58 am
 Monica Linely
Whilst writing Monica looked up when she noticed the teacher talking to her. She looked up t him when he asked for her name."Monica. Monica Linley" she said to him.
Shouldn't the teacher know her name, being her teacher and all. Like, shouldn't she be on the class attendance or something. Monica looked down at her work. She looked at the board then at the teacher. She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and heard the two other girls talking. Nothing to do with her, so she merely ignored their conversation and decided to just sit for herself.
Monica looked at the window. She wanted school to be over. She wanted to go to her room. She finally finished her work. She closed her work book and put it into her bag, then took out her amazing book and went into her fantasy world. She would totally do fanfiction later.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:05 am
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
"No!" Angela said. "Definitely not. In fact, if you see him and he asks if you've seen me, tell him I died." She paused. "Okay, don't do that because he'd probably do something drastic if he thought I died. Just tell you haven't seen me." Angela opened the door and peered out into the hall before stepping outside and turning back to Terra. "Anyway, it's nice to meet you Terra. If you'd like a bit of advice--if you're taking history or battle strategies, the teacher is absolutely insane. I think his brain is malfunctioning at the moment due to--well, for reasons. So expect him to be a little weird. Potions professor is nice, Physics professor is nice."
"And I don't know what he teaches, but there is a ghoul running around the place and I got this from him when he decided to try to eat me." She pointed to the injury on her left arm, which had yet to fully heal. "So if you see him...either hit him over the head with a chair or run. Possibly both."
"Also, if you see a man with strawberry blond hair and battered wings, that's the fellow in charge of school discipline. He's kind of uptight so you may want to be careful to toe the line around him. I've seen the detention room and you do not want to go there. Anyway, welcome to Rosentale." She gave the girl a dry smile because, well, she figured all that advice sounded crazy--even if every word was true. Especially the part about having nearly been eaten by a teacher. Again.
"If you need help with anything just let me know, yeah?"You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:19 am
Oh shi- Terra took a little step back while the girl was talking. It was a lot to take in. Crazy teachers, zombie teachers, not-right-in-the-head teachers. She wasn't sure if the girl was insane or the school was. "Um, thanks for all the advice. Wait, what's wrong with the detention room?" she asked, a little worried by that detail. "Because I am... almost definitely going to end up there at some point," she added, glancing back to where the Mr. Hayden had been. She'd never met a detention room that deserved being specifically avoided, but if the first student she actually spoke to had gotten bitten by a teacher, she wasn't so sure that would stay the same for very long. When she glanced back, she realized that studious girl was still acting like class was in session. Either she's as strange as everybody else here, or she just didn't notice... "Hey, you do know class is over, right?" Terra called back to her, and then turned her attention back to Angela. “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but define yourself.” - Harvey Fierstein
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:27 am
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
"Well, the last time I stopped by to try to drag its resident hermit out into the sun for a change, the windows were boarded up, the paint was peeling and the floor was dirty. There were no chairs or desks because he felt proper punishment for 'naughtiness' warranted forcing students to sit on a dirty floor in a dark room and breathed stale, dust-choked air," Angela said. "Sounds a bit iffy, doesn't it? Even for a detention room."
"Like I said, he's really up tight." Samael wasn't all bad though. Not really. Even if he did scream at her and accidentally knock her off a ladder. After all, he also punched Abel for upsetting her. And he named his plants (and had conversations with them) for crying out loud. The poor guy was just lonely. Probably need a hug and a girlfriend and he would definitely lighten up. Maybe a few cookies...
"I would recommend that whatever mischief you're planning to get into, avoid getting caught. It's not too hard. Considering the amount of things I've done that I should have gotten detention for...and yet I've managed to only get in trouble once. And even then, I didn't get detention."You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:42 am
"Well, that doesn't sound too bad. It's just dirt and smells?" Although Angela's advice was good. Don't get caught. Should be easy right? Except for when the thing you're trying not to get caught at is mouthing off to a teacher. It's not like I try to be rude. It just happens... "My crime isn't exactly the kind I can hide. I don't try to get in trouble. I just do. I don't watch what I say. That's why I got sent here actually - my parents were sick of dealing with it." It was stupid really. Not that Terra cared, except for the fact that they'd sent her to a school of loonies, apparently. Well, maybe not. Angela might not be insane. She just dealt with a lot of insane people. That type of thing had an affect on a person. Terra smiled at Angela, and asked, "So what is it you've done that deserved detention? Or, in other words, what is there to do around here that's fun?"“Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but define yourself.” - Harvey Fierstein
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:45 am
Monica Linely
Whilst in the middle of reading her book she heard a voice addressing her. 'Oh.. Right.. Thanks" she said sheepishly as she closed her book and but it into her bag. She waved slightly at the 2 girls and headed out of the classroom. Fanfic, here she came!
[exit to topaz dorm]
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 2:57 am
Angela.Tremaine My heart is like the ocean, it gets in the way
So close to touching freedom, then I hear the guards call my name...
"Well, there's the skipping class and sneaking out of the dorm," Angela said, counting off on her fingers. "I beat up my ex boyfriend and gave him a concussion...of course now he's stalking me so...yeah." She shook her head slightly. Anyway. Moving on. "Um...I've shouted at multiple teachers, gotten into fights and I exploded a punching bag in the gym on accident. And blew up part of the school--though it was unintentional and I had a very good reason for doing it. So I didn't get into trouble for that either. Then there was the incident on the History field trip where I got us kicked out of the museum. After bringing a mummy to life."
She frowned, mulling all that over. "You know, I'm actually not as bad as all that makes me seem. I don't like fighting, particularly. It's just that people are so annoying and I get frustrated rather easily. And honestly, there are some really weird people at this school so it's kind of easy for your day to start out completely normal and then take some kind of utterly bizarre turn where you suddenly find yourself, well, accidentally waking up mummies."
"Or chasing weird antlered rabbits down the hall--though that one didn't happen to me. I was just an innocent bystander. Oh! Right. Word of warning--there's this blonde kid named Sani. Flirts with everyone, tries to get in their pants, wouldn't know monogamy if it headbutted him in the face. Yeah, he's probably going to target you so just keep an eye out for him."You can say it one more time, what you don't like,
Let me hear it one more time, then have a seat while I take to the sky.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 3:13 am
Terra waved at the girl as she left. She didn't seem like the kind of person Terra would like to hang out with... way too nice and... schooly. She turned back to Angela, impressed, as she listed all of her little incidents. Mummies, explosions, antlered rabbits, stalking boyfriends. Seems like I won't be bored at lea- wait, stalking boyfriends? "Um. Well, at least you beat him up, right? I don't mind helping if you need to do it again." Terra flashed a quick grin. And don't worry, it doesn't make you seem bad. Just-" Terra paused, trying to figure out exactly what it was it made Angela seem. "Just interesting. And I'm not worried about this Sani guy. Never been much of a target," she added, smiling. Terra wouldn't notice flirtatious behavior until it headbutted her in the face, so she had a natural, and rather unnoticed by herself, defense against that type of male. ((I have to go for the night. If Angela needs to leave, that's fine, I don't mind at all.)) “Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life, but define yourself.” - Harvey Fierstein
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 9:14 pm
No worries! I had to go as well. So we can just skip them along to wherever, since it's the weekend now. ^_^
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 10:39 pm
 Samael Agnusdei ❝All men are not created equal. It is my purpose to make them so.❞
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Samael knew he really should have taken that masochist student's advice and went out for once, but Charley and Billy came first. They were the only ones he really cared about, so he had spent the last few days making the room a little nicer for them, while still keeping the place unpleasant for any students he would have to drag to detention. And that was a difficult feat.
All he needed now was a chair, because he really didn't feel like sitting on that grimy floor while reading stories to the plants. Yes, he read to the plants, and no, he was not crazy. He just read that it helped them grow, and he wanted to what was best for them. He figured he could just swipe a chair from a random classroom and no one would notice. He doubted all of them were filled up in each class, and it wasn't like they would count and make sure they had the same amount.
So, he opened the door to the algebra classroom and peeked in before freezing. That smell... Cigarette smoke? He glared daggers at the teacher responsible, absolutely infuriated that someone employed at the school would actually be so irresponsible. "What do you think you're doing!? This is a school. A classroom. A learning environment for students! Not some bar or street corner. What makes you think it's okay to smoke on school grounds? What if a student saw you and picked up this grotesque habit? And it smells putrid! You should be ashamed of yourself!" He stormed over to him and smacked the cigarette out of his hand, using his other hand to cover his nose.
Honestly, he wondered how some of these people even got hired. There was that one creep that tried to touch a student, that nagging woman, the kind-of slow security man, and now a smoker. He hoped he just had bad luck and kept running into the weirdos, but he had a feeling that he hadn't even scratched the surface of the weirdness at the school yet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:26 pm
((Ok. Well, I'm not really sure what's going on anymore, because, um, where did the cigarette smoke come from? so, uh, go ahead and take the lead. ^^ ))
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:32 pm
phantomturtle ((Ok. Well, I'm not really sure what's going on anymore, because, um, where did the cigarette smoke come from? so, uh, go ahead and take the lead. ^^ )) ((Well, there was a time skip since it's the weekend now in the RP. And Cyrus smokes, so I think Samael is just walking into a presumably empty class (since class is dismissed for the weekend) and smelling residual smoke from Cyrus...))
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