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 Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:42 pm
We didnt start the fire...
But Breck is going to get Byrned You see, secretly(or not so secretly anymore) our little groundskeeper has a crush on a certain fiery tempered Phoenix professor.
With the Halloween Masque coming up in a few weeks, Breck wants to invite said professor to be his date for the dance.
Start: NOW!
End: Moonday the 27th at 8 PM EST
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:44 pm
The only problem is......Breck really sucks at this whole 'romantic' thing, and while he wants to invite Professor Byrn with a letter, he doesn't know what to write!
So thats where you come in!What YOU get to do!Basically, we want YOU to write the letter that Breck sends to Byrn inviting her to the dance!
It can be romantic, Silly, Cute, srs business, Anything! All we request is leave it...gaia friendly XD. And not to write a novel please.
You can write it in text form, or heck grab a piece of paper online and pixel in text!
We love creativity, have fun with it XD. Poetry is cool too btw!Rules
* You can only enter once!
* No editing once you enter please :<
* Only entry posts in this thread!
* Once again please leave it Gaia friendly
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:45 pm
PRIZES!
Because all events have prizes, right? Right!
WELL as far as we know, there will be at least 5 silver pumpkin seeds (and maybe some strange dolls) given out!
They will go to the 5 entries we liked the most <3 There might be more prizes added in too ;3
SO GOOD LUCK AND HAPPY WRITINGS <3 Brecks going to need some srs help.
He also requests you stay off his lawn ]<
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:46 pm
He means it!! stay off the lawn!! evil
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:47 pm
((Erebus says this is how you write a romantic letter, Breck.
Just don't tell anyone he helped you write it ]: ))
How do I love thee, Bryn? Let me count the ways
I love thee to the depths of Hell in which
My soul will soon reach if you do not keep me in your sight
For your flames are nothing like hellfire, surpassing it with grace.
I love thee to the level of Olympus,
But it is nothing like your fiery light.
I love thee freely, as I gaze at you in the night.
I love thee only, and would weather a witches' curse
For I love thee and it is no ruse
Even though my dark appearance overshadows the graves.
I love thee with every breath I lose
With your smoldering gaze. I love thee even as you committed the theft
Of my cold, silent heart, which you hath melted; and if you should choose,
Let me escort thee or I shall be bereft.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 8:51 pm
One fateful night a dumb student ventured onto Breck's lawn on a dare. When caught death by menial labor(or worse) was the expectation ... Instead-
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:24 pm
Professor Bryn,
Do you realize how you light me on fire, in a good way of course? How when I see you and I feel all alight inside, again in a good way I assure you! Your name does suit you, you do burn even without trying to. I would...umm...really like the pleasure of your company to the Halloween Masque, we can terrorize the children together.
-Breck
P.S, I apologize in advance if you see a student twitching around you. I had some help with this, yes, yes, they helped me!
((Really he had the student write it for him. Hence the umming and ...'s in it. ::Snickers:: ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:34 pm
My Dearest Byrn,
I would be delighted if you would accompany me to the upcoming masque. Please consider my invitation, as I cannot fathom having any lady but yourself at my side. Once you have made a decision, come see me at the rose bushes as I will be spending much time pruning their beautiful red blooms into your likeness.
Your Ever-Patient Knight in Not-So-Shining Armour,
Breck
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 9:50 pm
short and sweet, Breck writes on a crumpled, dirty scrap of paper:
Trash is stinky,
I hope you're kinky.
Go to the dance with me.
He then folds the paper once and leaves it for Professor Byrne to find on her desk.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 10:05 pm
 Maybe the X's and O's were a bit overkill, but whoever wrote it was the cheesy romantic sort.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 10:35 pm
Dear Professor,
How are you? I am fine. Would you go to the dance with me? ...boring...bleh...
HEY HOTSTUFF DANCE WITH ME SOMETIME BABY? ...No just no...
I have BOOZE-...she's not a bro dude...
I have BOOZE...and CHOCOLATE COVERED NUTS-
sounds so wrong...*scribbles and small doodles for about half a page*
-Screw it back to the boring stuff... perhaps she likes that...
Professor,
I really think your a wonderful person. Please go to the dance with me. It would make me the happiest in the entire campus...IN THE ENTIRE WORLD.
*doodles of them together as little stick figures outside underneath the moon dancing*
Love Me!
Breck!
XOXOXO
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:14 am
Professor Byrn,
of all the things you set ablaze, my dead, frozen heart was included.
I humbly suggest you accompany me to the dance, so we can discuss this most bizarre, and strangely nice, occurrence. Together.
I will bring a bouquet of Agnus scythicus that I hope you will like.
Might have to track you down myself if you don't show up. So I can make sure everything is okay. Who knows what these pesky kids could do.
Your humble demon,
Breck
P.S. : if any student happens to be bothering you, please inform me, so that I personally ensure they never come near you again without the intention to get perfect grades. Or just never come near you again, period. Or not come back at all. It is all up to you. It would be a pleasure taking care of unneeded annoyance.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 4:11 am
Dear Professor Byrn,
I'm no good with words, but I extorted help from a student in order to write this letter, so I hope it helps to bring my point across.
You are - and always will be - the only one allowed on my lawn whenever you please. All this time, I could only watch you from a distance, together on my lonely, lonely lawn. While it would please me to have you over on my lawn as well, it never came to pass...
Indeed, I am tired of waiting! I humbly ask if you would be willing to give me the honor of being your partner during the upcoming Halloween Masque - it would delight me very much if you agree! Together, we can break (Breck) and burn (Byrn) the students who had given you trouble.
I await your reply on my lawn.
Literally forever yours,
Breck
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 4:26 am
*an absolutely awful smudgy drawing attempt of a ghost dog looking absolutely adorably pleading is on an index card.
On the flip side of the card...*
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease come to the moonlight masque with me?
(I'll be so miserable if you don't... and so will the dog. You don't want the widdle doggy to be miserable, do you?)
-Breck
*It has been left on her desk in such a way that the dog on the front is staring... always staring...*
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 8:04 am
/on a chewed up envelope delivered by Breck hounds, directly to her/
Hopefully this letter, well uh note more like it, gets to you soon. As you have probably heard from all the snot nose monsters in your classes the Halloween Masque is coming up, I am writing to request your presents with my present... that is if you will accompany me to the dance, SO we can make sure those kids don't get out of control you know how they are. Maybe if you wanted to we could dance, but I don't dance much I uh have a condition..
Anyways, uh I will bring an ash tray with me just in case something happens you can never be to careful plus I don't trust kids. You know, I just wanted to let you know I did not slobber on the letter if there is in fact any slobber on it, I'm pretty much a slobber free kind of guy, but you know I doubt that would bug you since your so hot, well I mean not as in hot hot, well I mean you can make fire, so you'd be dry ...I . .. well so here if you want to go with me that's great uh but if not then I'd still like you to reply, cause I would hate just sitting around waiting for you...
-- Breck
p.s. I promise I wont smell like wet dog...unless your into that kind of thing ... ? Just so you know I spent ten hours on this...but it was well worth it if you will, I even made something special for you in the lawn ...it was painstaking ..-the note ends abruptly with a bite mark taken out of it, made a poorly put together dead flower version of her face in a small section of the lawn where no one could ever notice, enclosed in the envelope is a photo of it.-
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