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 Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 1:46 pm
 Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn smiled at Galland and simply just nodded. "Someday, just maybe." When Galland asked her which group that she would like to work with, she had already scanned the room for some friendly faces. "There sure are a lot of new faces around here. Don't know where to begin..." Autumn saw saw two girls conversating with each other while a tall boy looked down on, which she guessed, the blue haired girl[Kit, Hamilia, Gazille]. Sure, they seemed odd or maybe even a little wierd in her mind, she hadn't spoken with them yet. "How about them? Maybe we could get to know them" Autumn offered to him while motioning over to the group. OOC:
Word Count: 114
Level Word Count: 114
Total Word Count: 4314
Current Partner: Galland Ryuusai
Weapon Form: Two-handed Sword
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2011 7:09 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸no one has tooken hold the fire Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom 
{OoC: If you're willing can someone please WC this for me. My Cpu doesn't want to work with word counters today}
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Jimmy dropped from the ceiling just before entering the classroom. He dusted himself off as the Ceiling wasn't the cleanest place in the school to be. He opened the classroom door cautiously as he was expecting a silent classroom, but it was the exact opposite. Everyone was moving around, and conversating. He entered the room to see the death scythe from the day before. Jimmy remembered seeing him yesterday as they walked by each other without speaking a word, as usual in a school of so many students. Jimmy's all black street clothes attire was the total opposite of his teacher. Black and white, street and business. Jimmy walked on letting the bandages around his head be his excuse as to why he was so late. Being the info gatherer that he was he figured out within seconds of entering the class that he was supposed to pair up in groups with other students, he however took the opposite note of that and purposely sat away from everyone else. He sat in the far coner of the class near the window as it had a a wonderful, no gorgeous veiw of the outside. This corner was also the one close to the exit so he didn't stay have to stay in the class longer then he wanted when it was time for them to move on to the next class. Jimmy sat reclusively, and seemed to want to ostrasize himself from other people.
______________________________________________________  My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 243
Twc:5968
SP:59
madness: 0% at least what you see anyway
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Posted: Sat Apr 30, 2011 10:14 am
 "Never give your reasons,
for your judgement will probably be right,"
__________________________________________ Val followed Yuji with a slight look of disapproval on her face. He was kind of dragging her, but more in the way a child drags his mother when crossing the street. All the while, Val simply furrowed her brow and tried to figure out what he was doing wrong. It appeared as though the people he was trying to socialize with were ignoring him, and so she patted him on the shoulder. "Socializing doesn't necessarily mean going up to the first random person you see and introducing yourself." she said simply, "That's how people socialize in grade school." After saying this, she looked around for where the throng of people had gone, but it appeared as though they had dispersed into several smaller groups. Which would take the purpose away from literally forcing oneself into the main conversation. Thinking about what to do, Val decided that it would be wise to give Yuji a sort of step-by-step guide of how to be more social, and part of it wasn't looking like a depressed panda.
With a slight sigh, Val said, "The first step, Yuji, to being more social is to look confident. Then the socialization will come to you, rather than going out yourself." Saying this, Val walked over to an unoccupied desk in the front and sat back, with her legs crossed on the surface in front of her and her arms folded behind her head. Her face had a confident, and yet not cocky, look on it. Just as she did this, as if for the purpose of the lesson, a miscellaneous male student walked up to her and said, "Hey... Do you have a partner?" She nodded over to Yuji and the guy had a look of disapproval/disappointment as he walked away. Taking her feet off the table, she stood up again and turned to Yuji. "Stand up straight, pull your shoulders back," she walked up to him and tapped his forehead, "and stop looking like an abused puppy dog." Even though her words sounded commanding, they had a tone of kindness in them. Val truly meant the best for her partner, even if it took a while to get there. The first step was to make him look more confident so that he could be more social. Plus, if he just tries to look confident, his own confidence will be sure to rise with it.
After saying this, Val smiled and stood up straight herself. She held her hands behind her back and leaned up and down on her toes while saying to Yuji, "Like I said, you'll be amazed by how much easier socialization comes once you look the part." Knowing Val's personality, it wouldn't do if her partner looked like he was about to cry, all the time. And it especially wouldn't do for later on, when they need to form larger groups with other teams. After all, if he didn't look confident, he wasn't confident. And if he wasn't confident, then nobody would want to be in a group with him. At the same time, there was a difference between confidence and arrogance, and there was a fine line between the two. If nothing else, Val would have to make sure that he aired on the confident side rather than the arrogance side. Because arrogance was about as bad as a lack of confidence, at least in Val's mind. Either way, no one really wants to spend time around you. __________________________________________
but your reasons
almost certainly will be wrong."
~Lord Mansfield Word Count: 578
Level Word Count: 3955
Total Word Count: 16370
Madness Level: 0%
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 8:04 pm
{{OoC: Just saying my RPC won't move from his luscious corner unless told to or spoken to... just putting that out there for those who want to get this place active.}}
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Posted: Tue May 03, 2011 4:03 pm
  Kit blinked her icy eyes as she caught the first look of the girl. She wondered if it wasn’t a mistake to try coming back over. Had she offended the girl? Done something wrong? Was there a set of rules that worked here that she didn’t know? Maybe I am interrupting something. Oh dear, what to do? What to do? Maybe there is a library that I can look up customs up on. I just assumed it would be the same she worried in her mind. Her eyes darkened abit as she worried. She toyed with her long silvery hair as she waited the reply of the girl. She wanted to fit in and stop being so nervous.
She blinked her soft eyes at her as she played with her hair. Kit drew the strands of her bangs in her free hand. She watched carefully, wondering if she should just go. She sighed abit before focusing once more. She finally was able to relax once the girl smiled, that had to mean things were good. “ Nice to meet you. You can call me Kit for short. Oh no you were just trying to be nice. I just tend to be shy with my drawings” she admitted with a nervous laugh. She brushed her hair from her face before smiling at her. “ I am from London, were you born here? “ She asked her. The sing song reply made her smile more, so the girl liked music? That was good, Kit loved music as it was another form of art.
Word count: 264
Total word count:1427
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 7:29 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸no one has tooken hold the fire Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: If you're willing can someone please WC this for me. My Cpu doesn't want to work with word counters today}
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Jimmy continued to sit at the corner close to the window refusing to to move. The scenery was beautiful, and seemed to calm his mood. He was fancinated by the outdoors as it represented freedom, and all that was within the world good and evil. As the increasing sound of students clamoring and chattering away increased, the more distant he'd become trying to ignore them. He couldn't help but do so; he had been thinking about When Shiver would appear, and what to do about his partner problems. The more time passed, the harder it would seem that his mission would grow more impossible. No partner meant no graduating pass sophmore, or at least that was what he thought. His deep thought process was interrupted by four freshmen boys wanting to force him out of his window seat. They started picking on him trying to annoy him out of the seat, but no affect. Jimmy was just ignoring them the entire time they picked on him. As their anger rose from his resistance, they became more violent eventually threating him to move. Upon hearing the threat he reacted quick to it. He didn't have time to put up with impudence from spoiled bullies. Within secoonds a fight broke out. The four of them versus him. Two of the boys were miesters, and the others weapons. One of the weapon boys transformed into a battle axe, and the other into a kusari-gama. They went into their miesters' hands as they all attacked. The kusari-gama team was the first to strike by throwing the metal ball part of the weapon. Jimmy side-stepped and dodge while grabbing the chain. As the Axe team came he was in a tug of war with the Kusari-gama meister over his weapon partner with Jimmy, but Jimmy showed little effort in pulling the chain showing that he was superior in strength to the Kusari-gama meister. As the axe meister brought down his weapon on Jimmy, Jimmy had wrapped the kusari-gama weapon's form chain around the axe weapon's staff part. He had restrained their movements by restricting their weapon movement. As they tried to pull away Jimmy was starting to be pulled a little. When they realized that together they over powering Jimmy they went for one big pull. Jimmy predicted that they would and let go. They went flying back falling, and tumbling to the front of the class. Some of the students who had been watching laughed at them. Jimmy however didn't feel the need to take pleasure in their pain; he went back to his corner. He knew they wouldn't come back to bother him knowing they had just been humiliated. Their pride was shattered like a mirror dropped from the top of a tall building. He went back to looking outside, again sitting in his lonely silence. Some people began conversations over what just happened. And some conversating on how he might've got the bandages wrapped around his head from the Maraan incident. " People are idiots."
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 502
Twc:6470
SP:64
madness: 0% at least what you see anyway
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 9:03 am
【 ♣】【 Mateus Jordi Albera 】【 Meister 】【 Newbie 】【 Looking for Partner 】【 ♦】  ⇪【Future’s on the roll of a dice,】【♥】XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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Lost in his thoughts and observations, like a languid cat the boy stretched his arms out before him.
Fingers clawing the air, as he embraced an inevitable yawn. Rubbing his eyes, his head tilted curiously
at the words of the white haired man. But even then he couldn’t muster the energy to rise, as furrowed
brows wondered what the hell he’d been going on about. For-ma-lly, regi-stra-tion, con-cer-ning…
super-vi-sion? Que?! With a dull thump, he banged his head on the desk. Cursing what death
scythe sent him here thinking he’d understand enough English to get by. Rolling his head from side to
side, his ears pricked as the chatting resumed once more. His gaze lifting long enough to notice a few
late comers. His first impressions were thick-skulled, rebellious, bully types. With their forced solitude
and mule like expressions. But other than that, he didn’t hold it against them. Though even he’d
accepted that he’d have to take part eventually.
After a while he looked around, hoping no one looked at him like that. Classing his solitude as a need to
rebel, well it was sort of, but he wasn’t like them. A witty scoundrel maybe, but never the tough brute
-type. Either way, with an amused light in his green eyes, he settled back to observing his fellow
classmates. His body slumped over the desk to perch his chin on his arms once more. Lips curling into
a smile, as his eyes took on a lazy, feline-like cast. Trust my luck that we have some English toff as a
teacher… He mused to himself. Eying the strange man, Mat hoped that some of the other teachers
would be plain spoken. But before he could think on it more, he blinked as he noticed a waving girl
heading his way. Straightening, he couldn’t help but look over his shoulder to see if there was anyone
else behind him. Before turning back with curious, smiling eyes. “Shoes?” He asked, with a slight
frown. Then as if a light bulb switched on, he quickly unhooked them from his neck. His face split with
a broad if slightly mischievous grin. “Only if I’m climbing...” He announced obscurely, before ducking
down to quickly pull them on. Whilst doing up the laces, he tilted his head enough to catch her
question. “Sure…” Replied a muffled voice, as his head narrowly missed the desk as he straightened.
“Mat…er, Mateus Jordi Albera…but Mat’s good,” He grinned, dipping his head at her introduction.
“Its good to meet you,” The boy added politely, though the words seemed alien on his tongue. Be
polite, is what he said… He mused to himself, before his emerald gaze joined hers in searching.
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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX【♠】【For he’s a jolly good felon.】⇪  【★ ☆ ☆】
【Partner: N/A 】
【Word Count: 450 】
【Level Word Count: 2056 (13) 】
【Total Word Count: 2056 】
【Kishin Eggs Faced (#) 】
【Madness Level: 0% 】
【OOC: I apologise for my delay in posting. 】
【♣】【♦】【♠】【♥】
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Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 11:00 am
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On the topic of observation - as it is with all theories - there are many opinions as to the best way to
study behaviour. Whether it in their natural settings, or by setting them in a neutral location. In some
ways both boxes were ticked, in relation to his students. As the near silence peeked once more with
idle talking, and the shuffling of chairs. Rupert was pleased to note the return of familiar faces within
his class. Including Yuji and Valentine, both of whom he’d greeted with an inquiry after their health.
Before sending them on their way, with an accepting nod and a reassuring word. But unlike certain
others, they were the least of his concern. As more than a few disappeared to the bathroom, with little
pause or manner. Then there was the slight commotion in the corridor. The possible instigators of
which, returned either without a scratch or worse for wear. The latter, managing to spark further
attention and trouble from his classmates. His manner had hardened as he’d sent the pairs away with
warnings. But even then, he kept an eye on Mr Lockehart, who’s attitude soon may too receive its own
warning, if he failed to tame his fire. Something that might soon be sniffed out with his next lesson. It
wasn’t unknown for students to die within Shibusen. Either way things could get messy if done so at
the hands of a teacher (however unruly or deserving a student might be). There also was the matter of
his long overdue student, who’d left the class earlier.
Rising from his desk, Rupert brought his hands together with a sharp clap. “Silence for a moment, if
you please,” He called out in crisp, yet level tones. “As it seems time is running away from us, I’m
going to place you into your groups.” Reaching down for a sheet of paper, he eyed each student as he
named the groupings. “Group one will be Sorin Loki Kisaragi, Giota Sickek, Kitiara Midoshi, Jimmy
Lockehart, and when she returns, Kohana Remy.” Pausing for a moment, he then continued. “Group
two will be Hamilia Porkins, Gazille Metalicana, Autumn Clarke and Galland Ryuusai.” Rupert
glanced at the clock. “The third group will be, Valentine Kyrie, Yuji Zanzaki, Hikari Lilca, Mateus
Jordi Albera…” Rupert continued down the list until all the students in attendance had been placed into
a group. “Now please proceed with my earlier instructions…I expect you all to participate and remain
in the groups I placed you in.” He added briskly, with his typical no nonsense manner. “You have ten
minutes, during which I trust you all to get on with the task without supervision.” His sharp gaze
looked over the class. “You are not to leave the classroom, and I recommend…” Rupert paused to set
down the sheet of paper. “That no student here even considers fighting in my absence.” With that, the
Death Scythe exited the classroom, before closing the door firmly behind him.
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 5:14 pm
Jimmy Lockehart Weapon||newbie||miester☸no one has tooken hold the fire Concealment, Lonliness, the choking dark
that was all I knew
then came salvation, freedom
{OoC: }
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Jimmy refused to move from his corner. The view was nice, and it was a nice way to get away from his past. The beautiful scenery was a nice get away to his life. A life that he knew he had to tell a little about himself, and he wasn't going to budge unless budged first. He could care less about getting detention or cleaning the building. He rather do that than talk about himself. He glanced over to where he saw everyone," Giota's... ok I guess I know what to expect of him, and an enemy of my enemy is my ally," he stopped and looked around seeing that his partner had yet to return," Kohona should be easy to get along with. I believe she will become a ally that's dependable," he looked around confused on the other people in the group," now who are those other people. He never cared for looking up people inperticular when raiding for information. Unless given to him as a job; he wouldn't look up people. As he took a glance to see if any people looked familiar other than Giota; he went back to look out into the skyline.
______________________________________________________ My story holds darkness, and pain,
all that keeps me warm is my flame
I plan to kill, for that's my game Stats Speed/Agility: 6 Strength/Endurance: 6 Reaction: 5 Stamina: 4 Soul Ease: 4 Wc: 198
Twc:6668
SP:66
madness: 0% at least what you see anyway
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 5:55 pm
 ____________________Hamilia "Hammie" Porkins
"..Oh, so that's it." At the mention of Kit's soft spot, Hamilia smiled before chuckling afterwards. "No, no, I'm sorry. I should have been more respectful. But honestly, I didn't expect you to be shy over something wonderful like that. I mean, compared to me, you can hold a pencil for over three seconds without breaking it." The last part was a bit embarrassing to admit but also easy enough without any shame. Suddenly, her face became a bit more sympathetic. Shy.. "London? I guess that explains your accent. Ah, I'd like to travel there sometimes." She started saying with her eyes yet again soft and hopeful. But her rambling didn't stop from there. The response was almost automatic had it not been for her moment of short hesitance. "As for me, I've never stayed in one place, so I can't say for sure." Her words just barely squeezed in before their homeroom teacher updated his next call.
Hamilia's attention momentarily drifted off to that one pessimistic boy with the bandages. Her stare died out and quickly looked away. An amused grin tugged at the ends of her frame as she pondered about existing ninjas. As she listened on, her fingers were fumbling underneath her coat pockets. Her expression looked reluctant. Ooh.. I wonder if I'll be with Gazille.. An apish expression swarmed her flushing face. True, he was probably still mad at the way she treated him, but at least he'll soon realize that he'll have to meet wits with her eventually. At last, when he had concluded his announcement, Hamilia stretched raised a hand to cover her teeth.
She sighed, this time, placing her fingers within the loops of her jacket. She turned to face Kit with minor gloom. "Ah, I guess we'll be in different groups. But we'll still see more of each other I hope. Oh!" She clasped her hands while caught into her own excitement. Her feet danced closer to the girl before stopping to point up at the aloof body of Gazille. Her thumb jerkiing over her shoulder to his direciton, a sultry scowl consumed her dainty face. "See this brooding guy? He's Gazille, my Meister by the way." The last part ended with a sigh, then a resistent smile. If anything, she would for once like to see HIM lose his composure. Then her thoughts reclined at the briefness in which he was at one point, upset with her. "But he's actually ok. So, Très bien! I don't mind. Anyway, I guess I should go see my new group. Gazille?" She gently nudged now, with her elbow. Even if he didn't say it, she confirmed the silent agreement between them.
"Erm, we should go and greet them, Autumn and Galland, I think."Total Points: 24 + 2 = 26
Current Rank: Newbie
Word Count This Post: 547
Total Word Count: 7199 + 547 = 7746
Points Gained This Post: 5
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