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 Posted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 7:08 pm
Academy Floors 1 to 3
Entrance, Classrooms, Armory, Medic Ward, Auditorium, Dining Hall, Room of Mirrors Note: There are working lifts and staircases in the hallways to get from one floor to the other.  Entrance: The front entrance of the main Academy building (a castle) is a grand door, antique yet ornamental and sturdy. Upon entering the building, you are greeted an square reception area with a red carpet, suits of armor, and tapestries. Oh, and let's not forget the Nexus Academy plaque and completely obscure coat of arms. Curiously, underneath the coat of arms is a pedestal holding a bowl of clear liquid. If you look into the liquid, the bottom of the bowl says, "Make a wish." Beyond the reception area is a great hallway lined by tapestries and statues of armored knights. There is a small office in the entrance area that serves as a help desk of some sort for lost people. Courtyards and ParkThese often have fountains surrounded by flowers in the center and marble benches around the fountains. The courtyards are in much better condition than the Garden Maze. They are usually situated in areas enclosed by buildings (for example, in the middle of the castle). However, the park is not completely enclosed and has a swingset. Entrance Park: A triangular shaped parcel of land directly in front of the Castle is a park which contains a pond and fountain at the center. There are benches and a garden here. Classrooms Area - Floors 1 to 3 Student labs, music rooms, recreation rooms, training rooms, you name it. It’s all in this area. There are also conference rooms. The training areas relate to sports, exercise rooms, and so on. Note that the Gym is a separate building outside the castle. Armory - Floor 1 It holds exactly what you might expect; weapons and armor. However, it is usually locked. The weapons used for classes are in a separate room next to the training area. Medic Ward- Floor 1 A mini-hospital, a calming place to heal your wounds unless it becomes haunted. Dining Hall/Great Hall – Floor 1 (due to the high ceiling, it extends through Floor 3) The dining hall is one floor, but has a high ceiling. The capacity exceeds the academy’s members. The tables in here are round, and in the event of a buffet dinner, the food is laid out on a long rectangular table. There an elevated stage in the front of the room, and a piano near the stage. The kitchen is connected to the dining hall for ease of serving and cleaning. The kitchen has two floors and also has access to a small cellar that is on the same level as the first basement. There are bathrooms near the Dining Hall. Auditorium – Floor 2 (due to the high ceiling, it extends through Floor 6) A typical indoor amphitheatre with a decent backstage area and a portion in front of the stage for an orchestra. There many audience seats, including two balcony levels and box seats on the sides. There are entrance and exit doors at each level. However, there aren’t enough students or staff in the academy to fill the auditorium. There are entrances on Floor 4-6 for the other levels of the auditorium. There are restrooms in the lobby next to the main entrance on Floor 2 . Room of Mirrors- Floor 3 There are many mirrors that line the walls of this room. Besides the mirrors, there are only curtains on the walls and candle holders on the ground. The candle holders are usually lit. You're right if this room seems suspicious.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 1:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 5:28 pm
Daryle Saxton stood proudly near the back of the auditorium when the headmaster gave his annual welcome to Nexis Academy speech. Why was he not on stage? It was because he had gotten lost and arrived late. Nevertheless, he was present. “He is such a wonderful man! He is truly a headmaster like no other. How proud he stands! Not one eyelid has battered out of place as he enlightens the youth who so eagerly listen to his every word. Oh~ It make me jealous! I want to stand in his shoes and to see how he is sees things from up there! Ah~ I can hear the children! ‘Teach us’ they are saying ‘Teach us in the ways of ma-----" Cue falling pots and pans…. “gic…..” Daryle slapped a hand over his mouth as countless students began to murmur amongst their selve “Pots…….pans…..pffffffttttt…”
While Daryle respected the headmaster and all his achievements’ here at Nexis Academy, he was not one to hold back the laughter that so desperately wanted to burst forth like a million shining stars. “It actually worked! He was hit so easily with that prank!...” The more he replayed the scenario in his head, the more he snickered and snorted. It was only a matter of time…. Students who were standing not that far away from the eccentric drama teacher could see the warning signs of a bomb about to go and took the necessary action of moving away. “I never thought…I never thought…ppfffftttt….snort snort….tcht.…….keeckeeee…..” Daryle had been made aware of the prank, he may have even put in a helping hand…but he had not been very optimistic about it actually working.
Throwing his head back the blonde haired failure of an adult opened his mouth and let out the strangest laugh anyone had ever heard “…Fuu…fu….fuuah…BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Silence followed as Daryle paused to take a deep breath…before continuing his onslaught “OH HO HO HO HO HO!!!!” By this point tears were streaming down his reddened cheeks as his broken laughter carried on flowing. “Did…Did you see THAT?! AHAHAHA!!! Pots and pans! AHAHAHAHA! That had to have hurt! Unless...Do you have a hard head, Armand? AHAHAHAHAHA! Pots and pans!!!” Alas, as quickly as it had started it all ended.
Straightening up, Daryle smiled charmingly at the students who had turned to gawk. “Forgive me for my interruption…” He offered the other teachers the same smile and waved a hand. “Do continue. I shall remain where I currently stand. Like a shadow you shall not see or hear anything else from me. I will become the lonely prince who all admire from afar~” He brought a hand to his forehead and let out a small heart wrenching whimper. “It is a cruel role to play but I shall play it to my best capabilities. Oh my friends who abandon me so cruelly, I shall forgive you~” Seeming to bounce straight back to normality, Daryle placed an arm around the shoulders of a nearby student (Scaring them in the process) and waited for someone else to speak. A few moments passed and he sighed. “No seriously, do go on.”
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2011 4:30 am
 [ I S A A C A R M I N E ]
Armand the great. Perhaps he shall try to cook now? Isaac sat, expressionless, leaning forward with his cane beneath both hands in front of him. He wanted to make the students think that he felt old, it would make so many things easier later. He listened, the slightest smile creeping on to his face before being wiped off again as Armand gave his speech. "All these kids, they're just asking to get pranked... Look at them, clustered into a single room. Oh, right. The speech. This isn't a normal thing..." Isaac wasn't really so stupid, he simple had had his personality morph a little bit since his career change.
He looked up then as pots and pans rained down upon his employer. The noise was harsh, and he was sure that potentially getting hit by such a prank would be painful. Possibly even lethal under the right conditions. It wasn't Isaac's doing though, and he certainly wouldn't be the one dumb enough to try and kill Armand.
"What's this?" Isaac thought as Daryle started yelling from the back of the auditorium. Isaac had already memorized at least the faces and names of his 'esteemed colleagues.' He was used to the endeavor anyway.
Isaac was suddenly standing, cane in the same position, his right hand pointing at Daryle. "Who let you out of your cage?!" Isaac started, Faraday hadn't started talking yet, not that he would stop if she was. "Get out of here before the students get the bright idea to feed you! Doesn't that make you sprout little evil clones or something? Beat it!" Isaac sat back down then. He was sure the situation would be awkward for the students and some of the staff. But that was part of the fun. He was prepared to defend himself from Faraday's wrath already too, mostly expecting a launched pot or pan. She couldn't hit him with fire here, too many witnesses.
(This is such crap. Shitty post is shitty!!!)   --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"This may surprise you, but I was arrested in High School." - Pat Boone -
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 8:14 am
Lise Illumincroix sat quietly in one of the seats in the auditorium. The second year student was rarely in the auditorium unless an event was happening. In this case, the headmaster was welcoming everyone to a new year. How surprised the blonde girl had been when she found out last year that she was enrolled in the Nexus Academy that also had the nickname School of Pranks. This was not what she signed up for.
The blonde haired girl sighed and cringed when pots suddenly fell from the ceiling. Another prank. People really enjoyed pranks here no matter who they were, and if you didn't like pranks, you learned to deal with them. Lise was like that. She didn't prank people often at all.
Before Lise could even finish her sigh, she suddenly heard loud and obnoxious laughter from the back of the room. New teacher? Lise didn't recognize some of the staff faces. This older man at the back of the room probably was one of the new staff. He seemed to fit right into the school "Figures....are there any serious people at this school?" And then the teacher, Isaac started yelling at Daryle from the stage. Evil clones?In her confusion, Lise squinted to get a better look and somehow tripped and fell from her chair, knocking into the person in front of her, another student.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 9:25 am
A young blue haired girl was in attendance for the headmaster's annual welcome back to school speech. At least, physically, she was in attendance. In actuality, she was lost in her own world of grandeur most likely plotting her next move toward stardom. Her name? Trixie Stella, otherwise known as The Terrific Trixie!
Magnificent? No. Phenomenal? No. Great and Powerful? Nah! Trixie thought as was thinking about a new possible stage name. It wasn't long before she went with her usual choice. The Terrific Trixie! Oh, yes! She grinned as if it were the first time she chose that name although it was far from the first time at that point.
More fireworks? Why, yes! Lasers! Everyone loves lasers! Trixie, you will most certainly put on a terrific performance... as usual! Ohohoho! She got carried away, and by pure coincidence, chuckled as the pots and pans rained down on the stage without her noticing or hearing the scene. "Ahhahaha--" She stopped almost as quickly as she started. "Ha?" She blinked and quickly stopped chuckling upon hearing and seeing her drama teacher. Luckily, most of the attention was on him rather than her, and it was probably one of the few times Trixie was glad to not attract attention. A few nearby students stared at her. "The Terrific Trixie shall make you dance foolishly in the background of her next performance should you continue to stare at her!" she snapped. The threat seemed to work.
Trixie finally noticed the mess on the stage, and sighed. Trixie certainly hopes the stage wasn't abused too badly! She was about to slip back into her world when suddenly she heard what sounded like another teacher accusing her drama teacher of being able to "sprout evil little clones or something." Really now? Perhaps The Terrific Trixie should make terrific clones of herself! She frowned. NO WAY! THERE CAN ONLY BE-- Her thoughts were momentarily interrupted by the sounds of a few students crashing into the ground near her. One... She folded her arms and pouted. The Terrific Trixie is not amused...
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 4:32 pm
Franklin did not hear a word of the speech, nor did he pay much attention to the things going on around him. He sat in his seat, leaning and shuffling to see past the person in front of him. The students directly behind him gave him quizzical looks, wondering why he was trying to look past someone who wasn't there (he was in the front row). His efforts were fruitless.
Having given up on seeing what was going on, he sat unnaturally still. Had he not been sitting bolt upright, it would look like he were dead. His pale, unmoving figure looked like all life had left it. His arm shifted slightly, sliding down his sleeve. Was it falling off? Franklin twitched and the arm returned to its natural position before anyone noticed. He turned his attention to his trusty pocket watch. Tick... Tick. The watch was abnormally loud and slow. "Gaaasss-puh!" he exclaimed slowly, as if he were on tranquilizers.
Time must have slowed down again... he thought with a pout, unable to comprehend how clocks work. Still moving slowly, he reached into a paper knapsack and grabbed a wind-up key. After a few twists of the key, Franklin blurted out the word "click!" to signify to the others that he was fine and back to normal. No need to be alarmed every people, you may return to eating your dinner, he thought instead of saying aloud. No one would have heard him anyway because they were all too distracted by the falling pots and pans. Franklin continued to be oblivious through out the whole ordeal.
The sound of another student falling grabbed his attention. "I'm serious, miss!" He said as he swung around to face her. The eye that was not obscured by the eye patch began to tilt away until the hazel iris was no longer visible. "I'm so serious that I've never told a joke! Never will either! And I've never lied! It's a fact. You can read all about in my atomic biography." His eye swiveled back into position and stared at the back of the fallen girl's head.
Before any response could be given, Franklin spun around in his chair to stare at Trixie. "Continue to stare," he heard. "As you wish," he responded. And so he did.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 1:26 am
Tai was silently listening to the Headmaster's speech, "...What an interesting place..." he muttered. As he tried his best to pay attention.
"For those new to the Academy, you will find that your experiences will be exciting and of learning potential"
Tai could hardly contain his excitement, he knew this would pay off in one way or another. He tried to imagine the great things that were awaiting him in the near future. His eyes glistened with hope as he pictured the great moments he would have, he even he could not sleep at all the night before and even so! He forgot he was even tired at all! He listened as he expected to hear more things to get his interest.
"For those of you naturals who are already acquainted with the Academy...Like Tai here! Whom I expect great things from! Please continue to be a shining example to the new students!"
Tai looked around and looked up at the headmaster, who seemed to be looking right at him, "...But I only walked around for a moment, I wouldn't say I am acquainted....." he muttered with embarrassment. Tai looked up and smiled as he realized there was a spotlight on him, "Do I really have that potential?! I'll do whatever it takes! I'll-" suddenly the clattering sound of pots and pans rattled him back to reality. He jumped as he woke from his rather realistic dream. Tai looked around dazed and frantic to see the looks on some of the other students, in case he may have been speaking out loud. Luckily he was just nodding off. Kojiro overheard another first year babbling about some stupid performance,"I'd like to see her try..." he thought to himself as he looked around to see that the headmaster fled, pots were everywhere, and the Drama teacher was cracking up in the back. Tai looked back to see what else was going to happen,"....Definitely an interesting place..." he muttered.
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2011 1:31 pm
 [ A V E N T R R U B I E R ]
Wow, it's just as awesome as last year... Whoa! Even better! Aventr was grinning as the antics of teacher and student alike flooded the room. Of course, Nexus Academy was home to some of the greatest weirdos and crazies the world over had to offer. Frankly, a place known almost officially as the School of Pranks would probably attract the type anyway. Teachers were yelling, pointing, and probably crying or bursting into flame. Students were yelling, pointing, day dreaming, and also probably crying or bursting into flames. Obviously the last part was a metaphor, or something. No one naturally burst into flames. Either way, he was sure Ms. Faraday would be furious. It was only a matter of time.
Aventr was surprised though that the fall of the pots and pans didn't startle everyone in the auditorium. In fact, that almost seemed to be what started everyone off. "This is going to be almost as good as last year, if not better," he thought.
Some of the teachers he knew, though some seemed to be missing while others took their place. Such was the life of a school. He recognized a lot of student faces too, those that he could anyway. Some of the first years seemed to be really weird though. Weirder in comparison to how weird the residents of Nexus Academy were usually weird. Hell, he wasn't this weird. Or was he? Sane man in an insane world? That jive? Beh, he'd figure it all out later.
It was good that he came to this revelation of course as a student descended ever so gracefully upon him. Clearly female, based on, well, that should be obvious; though it wasn't intentional based on the force. Righting himself, since he hadn't really fallen out of his seat having braced himself with his legs, he started, "Oh, um... Hello there." He wasn't sure what to say really. All he could think off were things that were not only rude, but a little dirty. He wasn't sure why, he rarely thought of such things.
Aventr was trying to look up a little too, though only with his eyes. He didn't want to make it look like he was trying to see down the poor girl's shirt. He just wanted to see if he knew who the hell he was talking to.   ------------------------------------------------------------------
"Get your facts first, then you can distort them as you please." - Mark Twain -
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:54 pm
Lise did not notice much after she fell because she was half embarrassed and half trying to regain her balance, but she had fallen and on Aventr, who she didn't really know well at all. She couldn't even remember his name. Lise did not notice spotlights randomly focusing on Tai (and Tal lol) . She did hear someone stating they were serious, but she had no clue what he was talking about.
The golden haired second year finally looked up from her fallen position and then narrowed her eyes. Aventr was looking down her shirt. "P...ppervert!" Lise shouted as she quickly righted herself by forcefully pushing off Aventr. However, she didn't push with enough force and found her falling forward toward Aventr again. As she fell, her descent seemed to go in slow motion, matching the sudden loud noise from some sort of clock tick tocking very loudly. As the tic tocs echoed in her eyes, her eyes widened. "Oh, noooo." Aventr now had a Lise on him. Again.
((Bad post sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 2:30 am
((Literature Teacher - Estas Landry))
The sleek black haired Angle Estas Landry gracefully sat uncomfortably on a chair on the stage behind where the red haired headmaster had been making his welcome speech. While the violet eyed Literature teacher did not blatantly laugh out loud as Daryle Saxton did, he did snicker quite a bit, muffling his snickers only with a hand over his mouth. The clattering of the pots hid his snickers well. The man with the crispy Robin Hood style hat was, however, surprised by the attitude Isaac took. The other teacher of Languages was up and shouting at Daryle for his outburst, and the words coming out of Isaac's mouth didn't really make sense either.
Oh dear... it was only the official first day, and it seemed things would be off to a cheery start. If the assistant headmistress got annoyed on Day One, woe would all be. Maybe. Estas was a coward in general, but getting Faraday angry was a whole other matter. And to make matters worse, "spotlights" were now flying all over the place highlighting people in their embarrassing moments o r just simply catching them off guard as one did to Tai.
"Look what you did, Isaac. You scared the poor ladies," Estas said smoothly with a smile. Inside, he was probably facepalming at Daryle. That teacher was the loudest of them apparently, or so it seemed. He bit more back more snickers as he covered his mouth.
"We're supposed to be mentors to the students!" Estas shouted between snickers. And it was true. News to the teachers and students was that the headmaster and assistant headmistress had randomly selected some students for the teachers to mentor individually or as a small group.
....and then it began to rain....inside the auditorium.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:40 pm
R ine D amascus Third Year Student
Rine was late to the beginning of year speech that the headmaster always gave. Not that she minded, the only downside was that she was curious as to what the opening prank was. If she was lucky the main one hadn't happened yet, but Rine didn't even know if people were going to be in the auditorium still. Again, not that she minded. The only year Rine listened to the speech was her first, two years ago. She was indeed surprised at Nexus Academy’s nickname, the School of Pranks, but enjoyed the odd activities as much as the next crazy person. But back to the current predicament of time, the reason she was late was simple.
She was having too much fun getting back at that second year twerp, who was currently hanging on one of the many obtruding wall ornaments, which was conveniently a coat of arms with pointy objects. Rine stepped back to look at her handiwork, the second year male cursed and sputtered at her. Rine smirked, dusted her hands off and began to walk away.
“Y-you can't just leave me here!” the second year shouted after he realized that she wasn't kidding around.
“Hmm?” Rine turned to look at the guy and leaned on the wall to her left, ignoring the big, very much light torch, “I cannot? Well, then, I guess you cannot keep your mouth shut when it involves a negatory comment of mua. I am just here to teach you what you and I cannot do.” The guy stared at her arm. Curious, Rine looked at her left arm as well. It was on fire, curtosey of the torch.
Rine's eyes widened and she jumped off the way and shook her arm until the small flame went out, “Ouch! Hot. Damn,” she cursed.
This is what I get for reasoning with a twerp with no manners, Rine bitterly thought, I guess I shouldn't try to be nice this year. It gets me on fire. Rine was trying not to induce people into tears through her words, so instead she tried to embarrass another way. Public/private humiliation, but that just wasn't her style. She turned and stomped up to the stairs, fuming all the while, ignoring the student who would eventually find his way down. Rine was going to see if she could make it to the rest of the meeting, if not she would just do whatever until she could go back to the dorms.
She reached the second floor and made her way to the auditorium. A loud chattering noise was being emitted from the cracked doors, so it was still in session. Main prank already passed, probably. Oh, well. Rine shrugged to herself and slipped through the doors. Her eye brows rose, both of them (she was never the type to raise one, she stopped trying a long time ago), as she saw the headmaster surrounded by a large pile of.... cookware. Not silverware, but things like pots, pans and who knows what else could be distinguished in the rubble. Looks like the did go with the raining of metal, Rine had thought it was just a rumor. Good thing the headmaster had a hard head.
Rine hummed to her self at the thought of all that metal going down on the red-haired man's head, but chided herself at missing it. She walked down to a place where she could get a seat, some curious people turned to look at her. That was when the murmuring started, some people poked their neighbors and pointed. Insulted, Rine glared at a few of them. She didn't realize anything was wrong until a girl she was acquainted with pointed it out.
“Erm, Rine. Sleeve.”
Rine looked. It was still on fire. This was so the last time she wore long sleeves. She briefly pondered how she got to the second floor with her arm on fire and her not realizing it, but she was more worried (even though she wasn't very) about her body part on fire.
And then it began to rain.
“Oh, wow. Convenient water poring from the ceiling,” Rine grinned as she lifted up her sleeve higher so it could put the fire out. People began screaming, trying to get away from the water (mostly the new meat). Others just sighed, thinking it was another prank. “Wow,” Rine said as she plopped down into a seat (sleeve smoking, but no longer on fire) and propped her legs on the chair in front of her, ignoring the person's head who got kicked, “I knew I was hot, but I didn't know I was that hot!”
There's a point I think we're missing, it's in the air we raise our fists in.
In the smiles we cast each other, my sisters, my brothers.  Although we have no obligation to stay alive; on broken backs we beg for mercy. We will survive!
(Break out) I won't be left here, behind closed doors.
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Talon StarDrifter Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Oct 23, 2011 7:58 pm
Sitting in the back of the auditorium, the farthest from the bright lights he could get, Eli was in the perfect position to see the retarded laughing loon, the other psycho yelling at the laughing loon, and then all the students looking confused and bumping into each other and such. And now Mr. Parr had disappeared, a young teacher onstage was yelling as well, and a woman was taking Mr. Parr's now vacated spot to address the students.
Deciding that it was high time to get the hell out of there, Eli stood and silently made his way towards the exit. Despite his large frame, barely anyone noticed him as he crept past them, even as he climbed over their laps and legs. Sometimes Eli wondered how people could be so oblivious; he wasn't that sneaky, for crying out loud. Half these people acted as if they didn't even see him! But it was just as well; he didn't want their attention anyway. The fewer people who saw him, the better.
At last, success. He'd successfully climbed past everyone and was finally in the aisle, making his way toward freedom when suddenly-
Bam!
There was a spotlight on him, drenching him in light. He froze in his tracks, fighting the urge to be sick. The light, dear god the light... He managed to peek behind him, spotting the crazy spotlight and getting blinded in the process. Someone was still talking up on stage but he couldn't decipher a single word she - he? - said. Eli tottered dangerously, tipping this way and that like a drunk before WHAM! he'd fallen on some students sitting nearby. Eli distinctly heard someone yell, as if in slow motion, "Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimberrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!" as he went down, though as his head made contact with an armrest, he was out cold and was quite frankly unable to give a damn.
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