Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner are served here. Half of the mammoth room is bright and the other is dark as night for the comfortable environment for the students. The meals will be served to you in a timely matter and if you are not present, well, you're not going to have anything til the next meal along with angry ghosts on your hands. Wouldn't want those ghostly chefs to haunt your food.
Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2013 5:29 pm
Эlias ۩۞۩ Ѵestera
Unenthusiastic Student
Tell me why I should care When the world has plummeted Creating pointless life that becomes ashes
After looking at a school-wide map, he noticed that the school was pretty big. More importantly, that there was a Mess hall. Which basically meant food. The young man was hungry and needed to eat quick. He hoped to find someone serving in the lunch room, since it was around that time. It would be splendid if someone really was in the Mess Hall at the moment, but if they weren't then... Well, he didn't want to think about that scenario.
As he approached the lunch room, Elias noticed that it was pretty silent. Not a lot of voices could be heard, and he could only hear the echoing of his footsteps as he walked closer and closer to his destination. There were a few lingering students that walked in and out of the halls of the school, but other than that, it seemed that there was no one around the Mess Hall, save himself. The Mess Hall seemed grand, yet at the same time gave off an eerie feeling, like a haunted house would. Not that Elias was afraid of ghosts anyway.
The Nephilim child huffed softly when he reached the doors of the Mess Hall, and pulled open one of the doors, revealing a cafeteria setting. No one was in it, but Elias could hear someone working in the back. It was a good sign, but naturally, he needed to see some food being put out in order for him to be satisfied. Slowly, he walked closer to the servery window near the back so that he could get someone's attention. "Ah, excuse me, is anyone here?" He tried to peek his head into the window, but fear of losing his head stopped him from doing so. Hopefully someone would come to serve him in his time of need.
What am I feeling?: Tired, Hungry, Cautious What am I thinking?: Wow. I found somewhere to eat... I think... What am I doing?: Getting someone's attention Where am I?: Mess Hall(Supposedly) Who am I with?: No one
Someone feed Elias!
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I actually think I may be possessed with demons, I was dropped on my head as a child. . .
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Still yawning, Takao made her way into the mess hall. She scratched the back of her head and looked around. Takao would have looked at her wrist if she had a watch but she had always forgotten to get one. Her shadow ball was now attached to her thigh where she kept her knives. One could only see it if they were looking for it as she walked. Still standing in the door way, she still looked around. It was obviously not time for a meal so nobody was here. The school was somewhat on it's own schedule for food. If a student was not in the mess hall when a meal was served, they would not get any food until the next meal time. Half of the room was dark, and the other half was bright. Takao made her way to the darker side of the room as the light had hurt her eyes. She sat alone at a table and lied her cheek onto the cool table top. I should get something to eat since I'm here. . . Takao thought to herself before groaning at herself because she did not think of it before she sat down. Being a rather lazy demon at times, she even irritated herself. Her eyes looked at the other other person in the room. He looked familiar. Had she met him before?
Takao was not the best with keeping track of names. However she would make sure to know your name if you interest her. Takao sat up and rolled her head back so she stared at the ceiling. The back of her neck was sore - probably from sleeping on the top of a bush. Again Takao got up and went to a nearby vending machine. Staring at the various snacks she thought to herself why she would eat anyway. Being a demon, she did not nearly need to consume as much as a grown, human, man would. However she did favor eating meat. But knowing that she was not going to get any food from the chefs. . . some snacks would do. Oddly enough, Takao liked sweets as well. If there were, she would get meat in a can. But she liked her meat rare.. . At an academy, such a thing was not served so often. Instead, she inserted some money into the machine and knelt over to receive her bag of sweets. She withdrew dried mangos and stood up, looking around again. A foolish boy was looking over into the kitchen. She chuckled. "Hey!" She called. "Unless you want an angry ghost putting some sort of curse on your food, you would stop that." Takao spoke across the room.
The girl was reluctant, but she turned back to the machine. She quickly looked over the various snacks and picked a bag of nuts. Ding Dong was the brand name. Takao shrugged and picked them up from the bottom of the machine. She looked back at the boy who was still near the kitchen. She raised her arm with the bag in hand, beckoning him to come hither. Takao sat down at a nearby table - infact the one she had been sitting at earlier. If the boy came to get some food, the only place he'd get it would be from a machine or to wait until the next meal time. Takao was kind enough to just get him a bag of whatever for now. However now that she thought about it, she was stunned she had been helping people lately. Twice is enough for Takao to feel sick. But the first time she helped a person was out of amusement - so Takao did not count it officially. She opened her bag of mangos thinking of these things and mindlessly chewing into the sweet fruit. Had the boy come to sit with her and eat the nuts she got him, she stared at the table. You're new here huh?" She asked.
❛Mᴏᴏᴅ❜→ Tired xxx❛Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ❜→ Space xxx❛Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ❜→ Mess Hall xxx❛Mᴜsɪᴄ❜→ N / A
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 12:11 pm
Эlias ۩۞۩ Ѵestera
Unenthusiastic Student
Tell me why I should care When the world has plummeted Creating pointless life that becomes ashes
It was obvious that no one was around to help Elias out with his hunger problem. Being hungry and tired at the same time isn't a very good mix, since that mix has a history of making people feel angry and irritable. Elias was on the verge of shouting for his next meal, but then heard a voice. It was as if a ghost had just called out to him. Prior to him walking in, there wasn't any sign of life in the Mess Hall other than himself, and the sounds of some small beeps from inside the kitchen. Without any hesitation, he jumped back, and turned toward the sound of the voice. A girl with pink haired was at the vending machine, and was buying some type of snack. It seemed that she knew what she was doing.
She sat back down, and called Elias over with a little shake of the bag of a brand called Ding Dong. Still hesitant, Elias walked over cautiously to the table the pink haired girl sat at. As he approached, he slowly recognized the girl's face; The same classmate he asked in the maze what was going on had helped him out just now. In response to her actions, he bowed his head enough to show thanks. "Thank you, classmate." Elias calmly took the bag of Ding Dong from her hand, and opened it. They were very crunchy, and small in size. After swallowing a few, he looked at the girl in front of him. "Yeah, today's my first day here." He nodded his head, and took a few more of the nuts out of the bag, and started to crunch on them as well. As he got closer to the bottom of the bag, the seasoning started to leave a brownish residue on his finger tips, which he hadn't noticed. "So, you are an upperclassmen to me then, I'm assuming." The Nephilim looked at the girl with curiosity, and began to eat some more of the nuts before looking away momentarily. He had hoped that lunch was going to be served, but his dreams were crushed when he saw that there was no one at the counter for ordering. After letting out a sigh, he looked back to his pink-haired classmate eating the mangoes. "My name is Elias. Nice to meet you." He nodded his head again, and felt that the bag of nuts had been thoroughly diminished. The male could probably wait until lunch was being served, but sadly for him, it wouldn't be served for a while.
What am I feeling?: Tired, Cautious What am I thinking?: Where'd she come from?.. What am I doing?: Speaking Where am I?: Mess Hall(Supposedly) Who am I with?: Pink haired Aquaintance
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I actually think I may be possessed with demons, I was dropped on my head as a child. . .
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Takao chewed into the soft mangoes. There weren't such sweet things back at the place she called home. Sure her mentors were rude and sometimes cruel, but they did what they had to do. She much rather preferred to be yelled at than to be abused in such a way, a girl's mind would be twisted. Takao smiled to herself - the girl was already as twisted as a girl could be. She looked up at the boy, who was now approaching her and was reaching for the bag of Ding Dongs. She smirked. No matter how much she would tell the few people she knew about Ding Dongs, they wouldn't believe that they were actually a real food. (Mind you, they are a real food. Look it up!) Silly named food items were always fun for her to say. Pocky, Ding Dongs, Boy Bawang. . .. All over the world Takao was amused by such simple things. Takao nodded her head towards the boy, acknowledging his thanks. She didn't need to say much, nor really want to. He asked her another question. Again, she nodded. She has been at this school to see a few teachers come and go - and many students leave and don't return. She liked to watch people fight, and she also liked to instigate. Another reason why she did not have many friends.
I'm an upperclassman yes. Takao said after taking another bite of the mangoes she had. More than half the bag was still uneaten and the boy was already done with the nuts. He certainly was hungry to eat that much in such a small amount of time. Takao chuckled - it was his first day at school. Well. . . How do you like the academy? She asked him before taking another bite of her mango. It was chewy and the sweet taste lingered on her tongue. But it dried her mouth. There was some silence between the two and the boy had been sitting there still hungry. Takao sighed. He looked like such a fragile boy, however she did not know much about him. Fragile indeed, he reminded her of something called an uke from one of her manga she had read before. Shame you couldn't see the War and Strategy's teacher from last year. Takao said before taking another slow bite from the mango piece. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she only remembered that the man was strong and handsome. She liked his humor with war and it was always a hands on experience for strategies. There was much more fighting going on in class than ever; Takao looked forward to that class the most.
Takao turned the bag of mangoes towards the boy, offering him to take some if he liked. She did not need to really eat. But if she wanted to, rare meat was her lick of choice. Takao still stared at the table in thoughts of the previous years at the academy. Sure she was a freelancer as a student but she never dared to cross the teachers to make them angry - it was only the students who she liked to pick on. Takao. The girl nodded again to acknowledge him. Pleasure. She assumed that this was the first time she had formally met him. Sharing food was something she did not often, or rather help anybody at all. If anything she would have rather had Jin pinned to the floor and he would be forced to do her bidding. Takao had a light smile on her lips at the thought - her thoughts were often on tactics but rarely on another being unless she planned on killing them. Something about Jin made Takao wonder. She shook her head and took a deep breath before looking at the boy across the table. Did you say something? Takao asked, trying to keep her cool and to cover her face. Although the part of the mess hall they were in was dark, she felt like her cheeks were glowing like hot coals. Takao is unfamiliar with such emotions.
❛Mᴏᴏᴅ❜→ Tired xxx❛Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ❜→ Underclassman xxx❛Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ❜→ Mess Hall xxx❛Mᴜsɪᴄ❜→ N / A
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Umiko entered what they called "The mess hall" her hair began to squirm around excitedly as it turned bright magenta. She was filled with that same amount of wonder she had in the garden. She walked up to the strange rectangular box (vending machine) and slammed her face into it. "What is this?" Umiko peered down into the strange box, inside were strange rectangular boxes of all different colors. "How wonderful!" she exclaimed, squishing her face against the glass panel. Umiko peeled her face from the box and went on to the next discovery, a table! "Wait!" She gasped. "There's something on the table." A row of condiments were aligned for the students. Umiko picked up each individual condiment and carefully read it; Chili pepper, mustard, Salt. Umiko doubled back at the last label, Salt. Her hair wrapped itself around the can of salt at began pouring it in her mouth as if it was candy.
She would of never excepted the land people to carry such a delicacy, maybe they weren't so different after all. Umiko held the can in her hair as she walked through the mess hall, totally oblivious that she wasn't the only one there. She had completely forgotten that she had traveled here with two other people. Umiko was really starfish ( space cadet ) at times.
Gerardo had disappeared from the labyrinth and appeared in the mess hall. He wasn't hungry, he couldn't really eat. If he did, his figure would go all fuzzy. It hurt him to eat sometimes, but the butterfly inside of him needed the protein at times. He looked over to see a colorful female, the complete opposite of him, smashing her face in a vending machine, then swallowing salt. He tilted his head, a bit disgusted by the salt thing. He would float towards her."Uhm, excuse me. I noticed you smashing your face in the vending machine, drinking salt and your wild hair. Are you alright?"he asked curiously, and a bit distantly. 'Maybe she is a psycho.' he thought to himself as he watched her. She was so joyous in a miserable, lifeless... life. She was beautiful though. He was black and gray and she was every possible color. He was slightly jealous of her, but glad that if she shunned him away, his butterfly was still at hand. Literally.
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O U T O F DARKNESS:
There is nothing left of you I can see it in youreyes Sing the anthem of the angels And say the last goodbye I keep holding onto you But I can't bring you back to life Sing the anthem of the angels Then say the lastgoodbye
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Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2013 11:17 pm
I actually think I may be possessed with demons, I was dropped on my head as a child. . .
Takao finished the few mangos in her palm, allowing her Elias to eat the rest of it. She didn't need to eat so it didn't really matter to her. She looked over to see a girl pressing her face onto one of the vending machines. Takao's expression almost narrowed. At first glance, she could tell that this girl would get on her nerves real easy, real fast. She groaned under her breath and stared at the table she sat at. The boy across from her was silent. Takao heard more noise, and looked at the doorway. Another male came in. She rolled her eyes. What is this? Some anime type crap? She thought, assuming that he ran in here after her to make a big scene. The only thing that Takao could think of the other girl to be attractive was that she had pink hair - and Takao had pink hair. Not that she really cared, so long as they did not get in her way of a certain somebody. . .
"Hey." Takao called, looking at the two other strangers. "If you're looking for food you're not gonna get any." She said before she pointed toward the kitchen. "The cooks are still cooking. Lunch will be served later. . ." Takao finished before looked away. That guy with the dark hair irked her a little. She scratched the back of her head, trying not to interfere with their conversation. Her other companion hadn't spoken and she was slightly annoyed already as it is. First a girl comes in here and eats salt like some type of sea creature, and some goth guy comes in like this is a romance anime. Takao rolled her eyes again, staring back at the table. She put her head down on the table and closed her eyes, but stayed awake and let her mind drift. The shadow ball hidden in her skirt was still where it was supposed to be, so she had nothing much to worry about. The girl was the strongest person in the room, so she assumed with her pride. She thought of her days as a young child who was training to gain near immortality. Takao smiled to herself. She was always the best at what she did - slicing through bodies and having precise aim. . . 'Those were the good days.' She thought, recalling the good parts of her childhood. Takao continued to listen to the two person's conversation, and wondered if they would be of any interest to her. The other pink haired girl seemed to be dimwitted and idiotic. . . good for nothing more than a diversion.
❛Mᴏᴏᴅ❜→ Bored xxx❛Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ❜→ Other people. . . xxx❛Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ❜→ Mess Hall xxx❛Mᴜsɪᴄ❜→ N / A
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"We Dream Of Hope..."
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Ϩolstice was obviously confused once he came into the Mess Hall shortly after Umiko. Even though it was amusing to see her fascinated with objects known to people who step on land, it was hard to believe that she never seen these things. As he continued to examine her and her actions, she wasn't a demon since she was too oblivious and didn't seem all evil. "She's fine." He spoke for her. "She's just not around from here." Now as he remembered her devouring the salts, he was hot. Being nearly covered in black and having his face half covered, it was like he was inside of a baking oven. He fanned himself with his hand and spewed out a bit of air through his lips.
His eyes scanned around the area unsatisfied with the population of students in the Mess Hall. He looked over to the other pink haired girl who had seemed to be tired. A little curious, he walked over to her and grabbed an empty seat, sitting himself down. Solstice lifted his scarf up to make sure it stopped dropping down for the moment and eyed her. "Are there others of is this is it?" He asked, continuing to fan himself.
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"...Yet We Hide From Our Dreams"
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 11:11 am
"Salt is a delicious delicacy ♡..."
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Umiko turned to the strange boy and girl who spoke. Her hair turned rosey red, she assumed her behavior wasn't normal and put the salt down calming her hair. Just as she was about to explain herself Solstice arrived and saved the day. Umiko poured a little more salt into her mouth before quickly placing it on the table. "Sorry!" Umiko was having a lot of trouble fitting in - everything she did seemed to be wrong or strange. She sighed as she began to space out. Umiko's hair decided to take advantage of the moment it, once again strands of her acted like eels squirming to their prey. The strands of pink hair squirmed down her back and towards the others in room, but just before it could touch anyone Umiko sliced through her hair with a sharp shell thing (knife). The strands of hair flopped around like fish out of water. She cut the rest off so it could be even, her hair was now shoulder length. Umiko calmly knelt down and picked the flopping pieces off the floor. "I told you not to miss behave!" She said a bit peeved. Her hair was now a hot pink to match her emotion.
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How is my hair feeling? ~ Rosey Red to Hot Pink How am I feeling? ~ Angry Location~ Mess Hall Music~N/A "OOC"~ It's fine DevotedLunatic, By the way my character Umkio is being switched to Takao's dorm due an inactive character, that should be interesting lol.
Gerardo glanced at the boy who explained the pink girls actions. He nodded, and when the other female in the room explained that food wasn't ready he nodded again. He didn't speak much. He floated over towards a table, and sat alone. Suddenly he heard some slicing and looked over to see hair flopping on the ground like fish out of water. 'She is strange.' he thought to himself, as he watched her tell her locks of floppy hair how she told them specifically not to miss behave. A slight grin played on his dark lip. He panned his eyes, and noticed the other pink haired girl. She seemed grumpy, but he wasn't willing to ask why. He lost train of throught and slipped through the table and the floor. He quickly floated back up, hoping no one noticed. He searched around, embarrassed. The butterfly hidden in his hand, glowing pink. He closed his eyes and he was as solid as a real person. He took a seat, and immediately the butterfly flew out. He giggled, watching it fly all around him. Showing his actual color for a mere second. What his life form would have looked like. He never got to caputure it.. Which made him depressed. He bent over, his negative thoughts now entering his vulnerable mind. He tilted his head as he watched the butterfly. "Calm down. You'll get some food. Now stop flying around before I get more stares, i'm weird enough walking around in black and gray." he whispered to the butterfly. It zoomed down into his hand, and morphed away. It was weird being a ghost. He remember's the first time she saw the butterfly. It was weird. But, a catepillar had caccooned in his hand while he wasn't soild, and when he became solid it had no way out. So when it formed, it stayed. And he took care of it. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
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O U T O F DARKNESS:
There is nothing left of you I can see it in youreyes Sing the anthem of the angels And say the last goodbye I keep holding onto you But I can't bring you back to life Sing the anthem of the angels Then say the lastgoodbye
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 10:50 am
I actually think I may be possessed with demons, I was dropped on my head as a child. . .
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Oh, you mean me? I'm a Sociopath.
⋉ Oᴜᴛ ᴏғ Cʀᴀᴢʏ ⋊ oh ho ho ho emotion_awesome That'd be very interesting indeed.
Takao had kept her head down, listening to what more the people in the room had to say. She took in a deep breath, and slowly exhaled as if she were being relieved. The sound of a moving chair from very close came to her her ears. Her eyes twitched as if something were coming toward her - fast. Though the sound spoke. Are there others of is this is it? Takao was slightly confused at what the new voice asked of her. She raised her head slightly, facing the area where she had thought that the voice had come from. Takao's eyes met the ones of another deep red-headed person. However this one was a boy. It took a moment for her eyes to focus on him before she rubbed her eyes. "What do you mean?" She asked him, still rather tired but highly irritated by the numerous amount of people now in the mess hall. She was not a people person. Takao still watched the boy, he fanned himself like he was hot from something. A sigh slipped through Takao's lips, looking over at the lighter side of the room where two others were.
Her eyebrows raised in surprise, seeing the pink haired girl cut off her hair. Even after it was cut off it still squirmed around on the floor, similar to when a lizard loses its own tail. Poke it with a stick and it would move as if it were still attached to its original body. Such a thing weirded Takao out a bit. She looked the girl over now, she had short hair but still seemed very air headed. Still, Takao could only see this girl as a moron than much of anything else. She hoped that she wouldn't have to deal with the girl more than this already. Takao sat up a little more now, and rested her chin atop of her folded arms. She eyed the characterized gothic boy that had made it into the mess hall earlier. He seemed to be murmuring to himself. Not that Takao cared very much, she looked away now to examine the others in the room with her. Her orignal companion had seemed to space out of something, so she was much on her own in a rather large group of people. She pointed back towards the girl with the now short pink hair. What do you mean she isn't from around here. . .? She asked the boy who had explained her actions.
Takao would prefer to keep away from salts. Even in superstition, demons were to be repelled by them and to be trapped. She scratched the back of her head again, feeling uncomfortable with the girl who had consumed so much salt. Takao knew very well that ever person was different, however different was okay, she simply preferred to be the best of those who are different.
❛Mᴏᴏᴅ❜→ Bored xxx❛Cᴏᴍᴘᴀɴʏ❜→ Other people. . . xxx❛Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ❜→ Mess Hall xxx❛Mᴜsɪᴄ❜→ N / A
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"Salt is a delicious delicacy ♡..."
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Umiko looked up to see a familiar creature flutter and disappear in the boys hand. She got up walked over to him intrigued. "What was that?!" She said dropping her floppy ends on the table. Her remaining hair flashed bight magenta. "We have Thecosomata back home and that thing looks awfully similar." Umiko climbed on the table and got closer to the boy. "So is it a Thecosomata? Like a land version of one? Am I right?!" She said excitedly waiting for his answer. Umiko figured she was right, she was good at figuring things out and it looked so similar anyway.
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How is my hair feeling? ~ Magenta How am I feeling? ~ Intrigued Location~ Music~N/A "OOC"~ No one is online sad
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 8:50 pm
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When Gerardo looked over at the grumpy pink haired female, across the way, she paid no attention to him. 'Rude..' he thought to himself. He was scratching his arm when the overjoyed girl with the flopping hair came and stared into his hand, where the butterfly had just morphed."Uhm.. A Thecosomata? I never heard of that. This here, is a butterfly. Its my best friend." He made eye contact with her. She seemed so interested. It was just a butterfly.. well a butterfly that glowed like if it was filled with plutonium or something. He shrugged. He looked at his hand and gently blew on it. 'Come out..' he thought in his mind. Almost as if he was speaking to it through some kind of connection. Suddenly it flew out and zoomed all around him. He smiled and looked at the female with now magenta hair. 'Does it change colors?' he wondered to himself. He tilted his head, taking in her features.
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O U T O F DARKNESS:
There is nothing left of you I can see it in youreyes Sing the anthem of the angels And say the last goodbye I keep holding onto you But I can't bring you back to life Sing the anthem of the angels Then say the lastgoodbye
