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 Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 2:46 pm
THIS ROOM IS STILL LEAKING AND ONCE MORE ... This time around the room is even worse than before. Not only do the students have to deal with the leaky barnical covered class room but for what ever reason it is almost as if a destructive force of wonder has gone through the class room. The once proud displays of boats are now nothing but glass on the floor and wooden rubble. Be careful where you are stepping students. Specially those who prefer to go with nothing on their feet. Also it seems the pile of rubber duckies in the back room has disappeared completely. Savage is sitting up front buried behind one of her books on boats and is completely silent.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:04 pm
Quote: OOC Information* DO NOT RESERVE A POST. I can not make this any more CLEAR. You will have your post deleted and not be allowed in this class if I catch you! * Simply role play your student signing the front board and have them take a seat. This time around there is no graphic. * Please post your students name in BOLD letters at the bottom of your sign in post. * You needn't worry if you were not in the first class or if Savage dismissed your character early. Please just join in regardless. * Those that did the homework please bring it to class. * Normal TIH role play rules apply of course. I don't feel I need to post them all here. * You have Roughly 24 hours to sign up. No limit to how many students can enter during that time. Each desk despite the random glass and broken wood scattered about has a neat little model kit placed on it. It is unopened. Just what is Savage up to placing these things on every ones desk?
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:16 pm
Malodore was not going to mess up again. It may have inadvertently disappointed Professor Savage in the first class, but this time it was going to reposition itself at the head of the class. Right back where it belonged.
The plague doctor was one of the first to sign its name on the board; that done, it primly took a seat in the front row, flicking aside a few splinters from the surface of the desk. Yes. Studious is as studious does.
((Malodore is signing up~!))
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:16 pm
Christof was excited for Human Studies class. He had missed it last time, and forever regretted it.... that was a subject he was morbidly fascinated in. The mysterious trip to the place with that horrible road filled with zooming metal beasts did not help ease this interest either. And so, the moment he saw that the class was in session, he hurried to make sure he arrived on time, if a bit early.
The broken glass, though, that was a bit of a surprise. Just what did this mean about humans? Or... what they would be doing in class?
A bit baffled, he carefully made his way to the sign up sheet, glass clinking and cracking under his boots before tentatively scribbling out on the sheet:
Christof
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:29 pm
He was waiting for this class. Never mind the fact that last time he had earned himself detention in it. Merope was looking forward to the next human studies class, his homework from last time tucked beneath his arm. "Hi professor!" He greeted as he came in, taking a moment to shamelessly stomp and wiggle his talons in the glass-and-wood rubble before moving towards the board. He signed his name, turned, stomped on the glass again, then chose a seat in the middle of the classroom. The undead leviathan slid the model to one side to make room for his jar. With that accomplished he slouched in his chair and waited for class to begin.  Merope
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:29 pm
ISRAFEL WAS ALL OVER HUMAN STUDIES LIKE A SUCCUBUS WAS ON- um well. Yeah. The second he heard class was open the Siren mad a mad dash for the class room, blue wings flapping in excitement. Humans! Those things with the things that did things and yes! In his enthusiasm, he almost tripped into the room and over a desk. Oops.
"Oh my gosh oh my gosh OHMYGOSH" Was he practically jumping? Yes, yes he was. The room was covered in things reminiscent of home. Barnacles, salt water in the air. Sogginess. Boatish. He was in educational heaven. Tking tonice of the board, Israfel happily signed in. Oh Gosh was his name written okay? Was he one time. OHGOSHHEWASJUSTSOJAVK'NEXCITED. Scooting to the front of the class, the siren smiled like a dimwit and took a seat up front.
He was that excited.
"MAL." he looked at the plauge doctor. "MAL WE GET TO STUDY HUMANS." Blue eyes seemed far to wide and open and...joyful. "Oh jack i'm nervous. Is Savage nice? I dunno. But oh my gosh I love this class room and lookit lil boats and humans ride in boats and oh my gosh do you think we'll get to practice boat sinking? I've always wanted to try that!"
Way too excited.
Israfel
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iStoleYurVamps
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Crew
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:36 pm
Charlie had made sure he was on time this time as to avoid another possible slam of the door to the face. When he arrived there were already a few students ahead of him but the class wasn't so full that there weren't any seats left.
The pink haired demon hovered over the the broken glass and other rubble to the board. There he started to sign his name, if you could call what ever he scribbled on the board a name, and happily made his way to a seat some where not to close to the front but not to far in the back. It was perfect.
Now.. what class had he just signed up for again?
Charlie
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:40 pm
Altair paused in the doorway, his jaw working a piece of gum, his golden eyes sweeping over the classroom. It appeared as if a small tornado had whipped through, leaving it in disarray. The incubus hadn't attended the first class, and now he wondered what he'd missed. He sauntered in, his boots crunching on the broken glass and rubble on the floor, going up to scrawl his name on the board. Turning to look over the rest of the students in class, he wore a bored look on his face as he headed down one of the rows of desks to slump into one in the back, yawning and cracking the piece of gum noisily, ears twitching at the sound of the siren's noise. No one should be that excited about attending class.
He flicked his gaze down to the model kit on his desk, poking it with one claw suspiciously. What this had to do with learning about humans he wasn't sure, but he was sure he would find out. If he paid any attention, anyway.
((Altair is hereee))
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:45 pm
If it weren't for securing his place in the gym class, Bul wouldn't have even dared to consider taking an educational course. Music didn't count to him since one, there were no desks, and two there was music to be made... which was more fun than learning. To him at least. But there was no way he was going to make an impact in the human world.. well.. if he ended up causing mischief there professionally without taking a little bit of old fashioned knowledge-ing.
Though it should be noted Bul hadn't taken the first human studies course. Bul could care less about what humans had done before- what mattered to him was the present. It stood to reason that this class would be just that.
Entering the classroom he glanced about curiously for any sign of the instructor. There wasn't many people in yet but after his last two sign ups he was well aware of the possible class sizes. Up to the board he walked seeing as the others already seated had signed their names upon the blackboard.
Unstabul
He grabbed a chalk and etched his name before looking for a seat that wasn't in the front row. He needed someplace to put his feet so he also picked a desk behind an empty one and stretched out. Well this would be interesting!
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:47 pm
Whisper was thrilled to see that there was another human studies class starting up. The last one was quite educational, and rather entertaining. She happily skipped towards the board so she could sign up. Hopefully some of her friends would make it as well, it was always better with people you know. After jotting her name down, she made her way to one of the desks. This was hopefully going to be another marvellous class with Professor Savage, with hopefully less detention given out. Whisper pulled out a jar and placed it in front of her. She was beaming with pride that she finished her homework so nicely.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:05 am
Damien couldn't believe his luck when he got the notice for another class that was beginning soon, and it was about those odd meatbags his clan often talked about, humans. A topic of great interest in his clan that was very seldom spoken about, and here he was going to get a golden nugget of info about them, it was exciting.
Out of all the things he expected to see as he walked into the room, the aftermath of what must have been some sort of violent storm was not one of them. he made his careful way through the shards of glass that he prayed didn't lodge into his boot, to the board with its own sign up sheet and scribbled his name in chalk before walking over to a seat near the middle. The boil looked down with a sullen look at his desk covered with splinters and rounded glass shards and flicked them away with a deft brush of his arm.
A clean table was a table ready for information and the hound wanted to make the class worth his while as he looked forward in a triumphant smirk at his own personal progress before picking up the model kit that was on the side and gave it a little shake.
((Damien wants to learn))
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:15 am
Having missed the first class, Jericho was eager for the next session to start up. He was fairly curious of the humans, especially after his brief encounter with them before the whole island trip. So when he heard that it was opening up again, he made his way over as quickly as possible.
Peeking in, he saw some of the same faces as usual, nodding to Israfel and Malodore. There were also Christof and Charlie. He went on to write his name on the board and made his way to an open seat.
Jericho
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 3:59 am
When he had first heard of the human studies class, Sheridan had had high hopes, perhaps they would learn about one of the scientific geniuses of the human world. However now as he looked in the door, the dragon was having second thoughts. Just what in jack's name had happened in there?
He was still debating whether or not he wanted to set foot in that classroom, but this was why he was here right, to learn. A last moment's debate, Sheridan walked through the door, immediately taking a step back as something crunched under his feet. Glass on the floor, it was fortunate for him he had thick scales.
Picking his way through the glass and debris, he made his way to the board and wrote down his name before making his way to one of the open desks and taking a seat. They were sure to learn something interesting in this class, right?
Sheridan
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 5:56 am
She had missed the previous human studies class - a class she was almost as interested in as literature, and she had missed it like a horrible student... This time, however, the moment she heard that the class was open, Lizzy had dashed down to the class. When she arrived, she almost walked away; it looked like the classroom was under construction. Or not ready for class.
It was rather surprising actually... Was this how it normally looked?
While there were a few familiar faces in the room, including one she was very tempted to plop down next to, she quickly decided not to for various reasons (including the possibility of being distracted by said person's presence during class). After heading to the front board to write down her name, she immediately headed for Charlie instead. The broken glass did not bother her - heeled boots are great protection for things such as this, after all!
"Hey Charlie," She ruffled the boil's hair with a grin before sitting down beside him, placing her bag on the desk before turning her attention to the small kit on it.
[Lizzy is totally going to pay attention, promise!]
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:39 am
Mac had seen the mad dash the Siren had made, but at the time chalked it up to being late for something...and then the rumors met his ears, too. Human Studies was open?! Score! He made his way over, needing some direction from the other students (shut up he'd been a little distracted with everything else to properly tour the school), and paused in the door way.
This was a classroom? It wasn't what he expected but all things considered...well, he liked it. He liked boats. He liked water. It would be silly for him not to, since he wanted to be a Ferryman, after all. Oh hey, there was that blue-feathered sprinter from before! Actually, there was a lot of people he recognized; the Doctor, Jericho, Charlie...ugh, Lizzy...Well, that was good at least? Head tilting down to stare at the floor - whoa, what a mess! - Mac started to pick his way through to the chalk board, not caring one bit as to what he stepped on and how loudly it crunched under his booted feet. If it was important, it shouldn't be on the ground and in the way of shoes. Just sayin'.
Now, he had a problem; he had seen Lizzy in this class, and in a vague ditch effort to keep his real name a secret from her as long as possible, he wasn't sure what to sign. 'Mac' was the most obvious choice of course, but he enrolled under "Leander", and it would be a shame to miss a credit because he didn't put his proper name down.
A moment or two of himhawing later, he made his decision, signed his name, and headed back to take a seat, somewhere between his friends and the front of the room.
(( Mac signed up for class! ))
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