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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:38 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:54 pm
CHURUINE MEGUMI "I feel oh so glamorous, looking super fabulous
And sometimes I'm insecure, something I can't ignore
All the flashing cameras, try my best to handle it
I'm just a girl next door, I can hear the rumors take off"  ❥ Finally, they were able to reach the Astronomy Department.. It's really odd that there were two wings and the departments were being separated.. Though the rationale is kind of blur why would they do that instead of combining both courses.. Anyhow, this is Resonance Skies, maybe there's a certain rule about it? That they ought to find out at the orientation..
Churuine glance at the two males who helped her carry her bags.. "I guess.. We have to part ways from here... I solemnly want to thank you for helping me..." Bowing low as part of the Yakuza's tradition showing gratitude and respect.."From here, the Girls dormitory is on that side.. And yours are on that side.." Smiling and twirl with so much excitement.. Ahh! Free from that old man's clutches!
"I'll see you all at the General Assembly Hall then?" Waiting for them to place her luggage in front of her.. And before dragging them to her dorm.. Well, that's another problem she would think of.. maybe later.. "I move in mysterious ways that got them curious
They're looking at what I'm wearing
Standing on the sidelines staring
Taking every chance they get to find who I'm going with
And I just wish they'd see what I'm like in real life"
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 8:34 pm
Marcarius Loewe The daylight and the angels and the wreaths are his
whatever crime he may or may not have done...  "It is a strange coincidence," yes," Marc said, glancing over his shoulder at Marian. He was relieved to learn at least one other male would be in the department. For a split second, he'd imagined himself surrounded by simpering females and the thought was terrifying enough to nearly send him packing.
Well, he was already packed. So that was convenient at least.
When they reached the commons, he handed over Churuine's bag and she quickly vacated the room. He sighed and looked around. Well, it could be worse.
"I'll put my bags away and get to the assembly hall, I suppose." ...bag them like bodies and flick switches one by one
to a bedside lamp, then step out into the cold.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 11:39 pm
MAC MACPHEE  "Yeah. No problem." Mac grunted as he attempted to set down Churuine's bags with a sense of care and sensitivity. It didn't really work out well. "My pleasure m'lady. Well, I guess I'll get going then. To the assembly hall, away!"
He spun on a heel and walked away, noting that Marc had gotten out of the room as soon as he possibly could. Did he perhaps not like him? Or maybe he just wasn't happy about having to carry one of Churuine's bags. Either way he was gone, and Mac was moving on. Most notably, to the assembly hall.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 4:38 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye...  After reaching the dorm, Angela quickly dried off and changed clothes. As much as she hated to do it, she decided running around in her camisole and knickers would get Rui on her case so she pulled on a pair of yoga pants before stepping out of her room and going to toss Rui's jacket in the dryer. She wondered how he was faring. Probably not well, if she knew him.
So after dropping his clothes in the dryer, she padded to make some hot chocolate and find a package of cookies to bribe him with.
Well, she supposed she should share with everyone else too so she rummaged around for a platter and made eight mugs of hot chocolate just in case someone else wanted on. And she put everything on a large tray and carried it to the coffee table in the main part of the common room. This way everyone could chil out and relax a bit. She also went to turn the heat up a little. It was kind of cool in the dorm and she figured everyone was already feeling chilled from the sprinklers.
And music! They needed something nice and chill. As she set the tray down, she went to locate some spare throws in the linen closet, and dumped then on a chair. Then went to check what kind of music they had. ...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 7:46 pm
MAC MACPHEE After shaking out his umbrella and pocketing it once again, Mac entered the common room. Despite his rather convenient protection, he had still gotten fairly soaked from the sprinklers, and, not exactly being in the mood to stay soaked, was just going to march straight to his dorm room and change. And then die. Possibly die. Why not? He was wet, cold, and no one was even remotely impressed by his "magic". Except for that mute girl. Did she talk? Didn't matter. The past few hours had been more than enough to convince him that his parlor tricks would do nothing but get him in trouble around here. He'd probably be better off just dumping all of his magic crap out of his sleeves and pockets and... hat... and focusing on learning real magic... However that worked.
He couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous that thought was. There was no way in hell he was going to stop messing around with magic tricks. They were way too much fun! He shook his head and wrung out a piece of his coat. He would have to find some way to apologize to Ms. Vice President girl in the future though. That really was an unfortunate-
"Gah!" She was here! Vice President Girl! In this room! Mac wasn't ready to die just yet. He didn't exactly have any evidence to back up the threats that Angela had made, but for some reason, he didn't want to hang around long enough to find some. He clapped his hands together, and, after a bright flash and noisy pop, disappeared... behind the nearest couch.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:12 pm
COLLEEN XING You'll never be brave if you don't get hurt..
You'll never learn if you don't make mistakes..
You'll never be successful if you don't encounter failure..  ✿✿It took her half a minute before she reach the common room.. Indeed Colleen is somewhat tired from that brisk walking.. There were students inside and as promised.. "My..my..my.. Aren't you all excited with my hot choco.." She spoke softly and slowly heads to the small kitchen where the young lady could do the preparation for their warm beverage.. She would just let them do their stuff as long as they won't hurt each other.. There's Angela out there.. And the other boy who is somewhat shy around the white haired girl.. Ahh~ Teens.. It's a bit ashame that Colleen wasn't been able to enjoy her teenage years because of her lack of physical strength..✿✿
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 9:49 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye...Angela had just flopped onto the sofa when she heard an explosion of some sort and bolted upright, ready to bash a coffee table over someone's head. Instead, she just saw something red and blue disappear behind the other sofa. Really? Was he still on with all that nonsense? Angela sighed and rolled her eyes, getting up and stretching as Colleen came in and said something about people being excited about hot chocolate.
She had no idea what that was supposed to mean or how she should respond, so she just casually got up and wandered to the other sofa. Leaning over to peer over the back, she raised her eyebrows. "Hello again," she said, looking down at the boy crouching there. "We're in the dorms and everyone's had a long day so unless you want me to string you up outside the window, I suggest you knock it off with that rubbish and act like a normal Human being. I don't know why you're so bound and determined to show of your flashy little magic tricks but I can assure you if you keep pissing me off, I'm going to demonstrate my magic trick. Here's a tip--if you've never received a lightning bolt to the face before? I can guarantee you won't like it."
"So straighten up a little, and have some damn biscuits and hot cocoa." She patted his head forcefully and whirled about, flopping onto the sofa.
Man, she was tired. Where the hell was Rui? Someone needed to help her keep these psychos in line. She wondered if fake magic counted against the 'no magic' rule. Maybe she could write the boy a citation and shove it in his.....
hand....where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 11:08 pm
MAC MACPHEE She found him. Almost straight away too. Of course, thinking about it, setting off a loud bang and flash of light wasn't exactly one of the best ways to escape detection. "Ah... Ahaha... Mostly it's just instinct, sorry. And I have actually, or, something similar. It was a trick my Dad was trying a few years back, it had to do with several large tesla coils and... LITTLE?" He fumed, pushing himself to his feet and towering over the sofa. "Well isn't that great! Isn't that just terrific! Obviously, being able to do "real" magic makes me a total hack! I didn't realize that wizards were so prejudiced! I just thought: Oh! She looks down in the dumps, maybe I can make her day a little better with a stupid little flower that may or may not squirt some sort of novelty... whatever you call it, but hey! Isn't it the thought that counts? But no! Don't listen to the smiling man in the colorful suit, no need to listen to his warnings, he doesn't know what he's talking about cause he obviously can't shoot lightning out of his fingers like Emperor F@#king Palpatine! Can YOU cut a pickle in half by throwing a playing card through it? I CAN. And I bet it takes just as much skill to shoot a fake fireball as a real one, whatever the hell that means. So why don't you drink you damn biscuits and eat your hot cocoa yourself, before I go and ruin that for you too huh? Who knows what'll happen if I touch them, maybe they'll turn into doves! Or make your face blue again." He swiveled on a heel and headed out of the room. "Forget this. I'm out."
He returned several seconds later.
"Hm... I was supposed to be apologizing for that. Turning your face blue that is." He passed Angela's sofa and flopped down in one nearby. "I'm... Sorry about that. Really. I actually was only trying to brighten your day a little. Didn't think you'd set the stupid thing off... and... I'm sorry about that... whatever you call it. Breakdown? Rant? That wasn't fair." He tugged his hat off of his head and ruffled his hair. "I mean, how can I know if you're prejudiced? Seems likely really, given the things you've said, but I keep reminding myself that I DID turn your face blue..." He sneezed, suddenly remembering that his clothes were still soaked. "Anyways, sorry. I'll try to keep from doing anything overly catastrophic or... just plain loud. Don't want to end up strung up outside by Ms. Vice President Tremaine... I mean, you're like half my size, but working at a carnival you sort of learn that appearences can be deceiving..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2012 11:31 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye...Angela could have forgiven the rant because most of it was fairly laughable and really, who would even want to cut a pickle in half with a playing card (she had a sneaking suspicion it wasn't even that hard. Playing cards were actually fairly sturdy and pickles were squishy); that was just unsanitary. But in spite of the rant, which was really over the top because he was forgetting he turned her bloody face blue...
Her main problem with this weirdly dressed, hyper, can't quite figure out that all life is not a stage fellow was that he just implied she was short. Now, Angela knew that she was, in fact, what some people might term as being short. But she didn't like having it pointed out.
Especially not by complete strangers.
So she was glad when Mac returned and flopped on the other sofa. Because as soon as he sat down, Angela launched herself off her sofa, tackling him back onto his. Straddling him as best as she could, Angela grabbed the nearest throw pillow and started to pummel him with it.
"Half your size? Half your size? Would you like to show me what a girl half your size is capable of?" she asked, punctuating each word with a whack to the side of his head, the pillow making a satisfying whump every time it made contact with him.
Despite all the threats, she wouldn't really string someone up outside or beat their face in (okay, she might do that under the right circumstances), or anything like that. Her bark was certainly worse than her bite in most cases. But she was definitely not above giving a good pillow pummeling when it was well deserved....where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 12:46 am
MAC MACPHEE That wasn't exactly the reaction that Mac was expecting. Actually he hadn't been sure what to expect, but it certainly hadn't been expecting to be tackled, straddled, and pummeled repeatedly with a pillow or two. "Holy Hell! What is wrong with you woman?!" He covered his head with his arms in an attempt to block the brunt of the... "attacks" "Out of everything I said, THAT'S what you get upset about?" In all honestly, he wasn't so much upset about the being straddled (thought that he would never say out loud.) but the pummeling wasn't exactly pleasant. He contemplated blowing confetti out of his sleeves and into Angela's face in an attempt to escape... but honestly that probably would only make the situation worse, and he had already said that he would lay off the magic tricks...
"You know, you really should get off of me. People might talk." Mac said in between hits. "And frankly, I can't even begin to think of what that'd do to my reputation you know?" He grinned, hoping to death that she realized he was joking... He might as well have shot confetti out of his sleeves. As it was, he couldn't really see a way to escape without making things awkward, what with her sort of straddling him and all, so he decided to just wait and see if she would wear herself out or exhaust her anger sometime soon...
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 1:08 am
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye..."Let them talk!" Angela said, whacking him again, this time only hitting arms. "What are they going to say? Blue haired boy gets his arse handed to him by the student council Vice President? The horror! Whatever shall I do with rumors like that running amok? I mean, I can see why you'd be worried, what with getting beat up by a girl half your size."
"What did you do in the carnival anyway?" she asked, giving him a final whack. She didn't get off yet though because, really, this was prime real estate when it came to being in the perfect position to pummel him some more if he deserved it. "Clown perhaps?" She planted her hands on either side of his head and glared down at him, "For future reference, next time you want to cheer up a girl, don't give her a flower that is going to turn her face blue if she happens to look at it wrong. And if you happen to go brain dead for a few minutes and forget and do it anyway?"
"Don't blame her. Just grovel. Trust me on this one." She sat up and crossed her arms. "Well, anyway, I suppose you're forgiven this time around. Next time you turn my face blue, you're going to be cleaning every toilet in the school with a Q-tip."
((You know how a dog will sometimes sit on you to show its dominance? yeah...that's pretty much what she's doing right now. emotion_awesome ))...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 5:23 am
MAC MACPHEE "That isn't really what I-" Mac was cut off as he was hit one final time. "Good grief woman! What do you think I did? I was the Siamese twin, but I had a run in with ruddy bandsaw!" He scowled as Angela grabbed his face. "And you know, clowns are very much misunderstood. The clowns I grew up around were really nice. They even offered to take me in after Pops bit the big one. AND, I wasn't blaming you, I just said that I warned you, after I said I was sorry. Several times. I didn't think you'd be able to set it off, seeing as the trigger is usually really hard to find. Look, is there maybe some way I can make it up to you? Buy you a coffee or something sometime? Doesn't have to be coffee, but I think you get what I'm trying to do here. This is that whole groveling thing, okay? I'M. SORRY."
He raised an eyebrow as Angela sat back. "Next time?... Oh I wouldn't worry about next time. You see, I've run out of blue ink."
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 9:27 pm
RYUSUKE "RUI" TSUKAMOTO "I believe everything happens for a reason.
People change so you can learn how to let go.
Things go wrong, so that you can appreciate them when they're right." __________________________________  Rui trailed his fingers over his damp hair while walking along with Marc heading to the common room.. He heard earlier from one of the professors about the hot chocolate drink.. And besides, astronomy students were there, which means he had to be there as well.. While sliding his other free hand inside his pocket, clutching over his pocket watch, taking it o-----?!.. Rui froze, for behold right across the couch.. He saw Angela on top of the red clothed student.. Eh?.. Looking at them with his brows twitching.. What the he------- Rui close his eyes and sigh.. "I'm starving... Should we go somewhere else?" Questioning Marc out of no where.. And besides there's the dining hall with lots of choices when it comes to food. __________________________________ "You believe lies, so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself,
and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.."
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Elen_Gilthoniel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 9:38 pm
Angela Tremaine The goblin remains and the princess will die
the right road to Faerie is the blink of an eye...
"Pfft, you need practice groveling," Angela said, smirking slightly. "Besides, I'm more of a tea drinker. Hot chocolate sometimes. Saying of which. I made all this hot chocolate and you didn't even bother to drink any!"
She was going to give him another whack when Rui walked in, followed by another boy. She huffed a sigh and slid off Mac--he wasn't struggling anymore anyway so she was going to assume she won. "Come on then. I made hot chocolate and, you know, there are biscuit--cookies and things. You don't have to go anywhere else you big Crybaby."
She flopped back onto the other sofa, then onto her back, yawning. "So, orientation was a bit of a bust, yeah. What's the plan for tomorrow? Are we going to give it another go? Hopefully with less tardiness, blue ink in the face and random sprinklers?"...where charming old stories, in blood are expressed
like tears of cream on a strawberry dress.
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