Verdas
( . Y . )
(Lol this silence)
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Fantasy Creepy-Pasta School
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Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
{ what is going on :_: }
Verdas
( . Y . )
(The school's been abandoned lol)
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
{ i dont know where the principle is "-" }
Verdas
( . Y . )
(I'm not even sure there is one)
(Wait.... Nevermind ugh I'm such an idiot /)_-)
(Wait.... Nevermind ugh I'm such an idiot /)_-)
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
{ you should check this out while we wait for the school to become un abandoned http://www.rpnation.com/threads/by-the-gods-mortals-and-all-thats-in-between.65889/ }
SMHN
Eat Your Vegetables!
((Rejoice, for you are saved from abandonment.))
Miles sat at a desk in his classroom, tapping away at a laptop keyboard while occasionally pausing to eat from a box of chocolate Oreos. He was supposed to be writing a report on student behavior, but he hadn't really seen much of it, since Creepypasta History hadn’t started up yet and he hadn’t been in the halls that much. Would he end up having to actually go into the hallways and mix with those mind-numbingly stupid new students? He reached into the Oreo box and channelled his disgust at the idea into a sharp bite into a chocolatey sandwich cookie. It was settled: Miles Prower Dalton was not going out there unless absolutely necessary.
He looked up from his laptop, hearing some yelling.
“EB IM COMING”
“Eb?” the creepypasta teacher muttered. “Who’s Eb, and why should I care about their sex life?" He opened a new tab, grateful for something else to do, and scrolled through the student database. “Ebony… heh, nobody who’s read My Immortal will take her seriously… and she’s a siren… really getting some YA romance vibes here...” His eyes widened. “‘Not currently on the premises’?!” Oh, joy. What a wonderful opportunity to do exactly what he’d planned on avoiding as much as possible. Just to keep the principal happy, Miles scrolled around a bit more and checked for other absentees; sure enough, some “Shimmer” buttflab was also off-campus. Perhaps Shimmer -- heh, Shimmer -- was the one who was yelling and chasing after the YA-novel-worthy siren? Regardless of what was actually happening outside of Miles’s little sanctuary, he was a teacher, and as everybody knows, teachers are meant to restore order and crash parties (but mostly restore order). He got to his feet -- much to his annoyance, only his infamous doll form could float -- and walked up to the door. Taking a few seconds to stand on tiptoes and peek out of the small rectangular window that was part of the door just to be sure there wasn't a corpse in the way, he took a deep breath, then opened the door and stepped over the threshold.
A sign was attached to the front of the door he’d just walked through.
Creepypasta History
And another sign beneath it, this one hanging from the doorknob and written in very messy handwriting:
THe DoLL iS iN
Miles flipped it over.
THe DoLL iS ouT
With that settled, he stuffed his hands into his sweatshirt pockets and hastily made his way down the halls, headed for the nearest exit and trying very hard to ignore anything that he would come across on his way to the YA siren and Sparkle Boy.
Miles sat at a desk in his classroom, tapping away at a laptop keyboard while occasionally pausing to eat from a box of chocolate Oreos. He was supposed to be writing a report on student behavior, but he hadn't really seen much of it, since Creepypasta History hadn’t started up yet and he hadn’t been in the halls that much. Would he end up having to actually go into the hallways and mix with those mind-numbingly stupid new students? He reached into the Oreo box and channelled his disgust at the idea into a sharp bite into a chocolatey sandwich cookie. It was settled: Miles Prower Dalton was not going out there unless absolutely necessary.
He looked up from his laptop, hearing some yelling.
“EB IM COMING”
“Eb?” the creepypasta teacher muttered. “Who’s Eb, and why should I care about their sex life?" He opened a new tab, grateful for something else to do, and scrolled through the student database. “Ebony… heh, nobody who’s read My Immortal will take her seriously… and she’s a siren… really getting some YA romance vibes here...” His eyes widened. “‘Not currently on the premises’?!” Oh, joy. What a wonderful opportunity to do exactly what he’d planned on avoiding as much as possible. Just to keep the principal happy, Miles scrolled around a bit more and checked for other absentees; sure enough, some “Shimmer” buttflab was also off-campus. Perhaps Shimmer -- heh, Shimmer -- was the one who was yelling and chasing after the YA-novel-worthy siren? Regardless of what was actually happening outside of Miles’s little sanctuary, he was a teacher, and as everybody knows, teachers are meant to restore order and crash parties (but mostly restore order). He got to his feet -- much to his annoyance, only his infamous doll form could float -- and walked up to the door. Taking a few seconds to stand on tiptoes and peek out of the small rectangular window that was part of the door just to be sure there wasn't a corpse in the way, he took a deep breath, then opened the door and stepped over the threshold.
A sign was attached to the front of the door he’d just walked through.
Creepypasta History
And another sign beneath it, this one hanging from the doorknob and written in very messy handwriting:
THe DoLL iS iN
Miles flipped it over.
THe DoLL iS ouT
With that settled, he stuffed his hands into his sweatshirt pockets and hastily made his way down the halls, headed for the nearest exit and trying very hard to ignore anything that he would come across on his way to the YA siren and Sparkle Boy.
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Chuckles, polishing his greatsword, knowing where the two missing students were, yet not really concerned. "It'll be a good way to see who can survive and who shall crash and burn" uncaring of his duties as a teacher to help, and the fact that as a combat teacher, he should monitor how they deal with problems
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
Flak entering the school had noticed someone he has never seen before, being shy he decided to try and ignore this new figure until he knew more about him him, Flak started to ponder to himself "What a snack that boy would make"
Verdas
( . Y . )
Valdus bumps into Miles, heading to the gym, not even apologizing
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
Flak went to his "Special" room and sat down after barricading the door and started planning
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Stands in the back of the gym, rummaging through his collection of weapons, his giant greatsword resting on its own shelf. "Hmmm" picks up a long, cross spear "Didn't know I still had this"
Verdas
( . Y . )
"Not very often you see girls in this dump" He mutters to himself
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Chuckles, remembering ornstein's look as he killed him, taking this spear out of his cold dead hands "ah good times"
Verdas
( . Y . )
Once he reaches the gym he picks up Abysswalker's sword and observes it
Allina Auburn
Waltzing Matilda of Music
Ebony saw a small dagger in the corner if her eye she picked it up and stabbed her kidnapper twelve times and quickly steered the van towards the school nearly over running a man.
She jumped out of the van and towards the man "Who the fuck was that," she yelled knowing that miles knew almost everything she pinned him down "If you don't answer me, there will be some torture given," she said scowling all if her focused on knowing who her kidnapper was @SMHN
She jumped out of the van and towards the man "Who the fuck was that," she yelled knowing that miles knew almost everything she pinned him down "If you don't answer me, there will be some torture given," she said scowling all if her focused on knowing who her kidnapper was @SMHN
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Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
Flak now coming out of his room sees valdus in the gym and screems "No dont touch that!!!"
{ because flak did that once and is now missing a eye }
{ because flak did that once and is now missing a eye }
Verdas
( . Y . )
Turns to flak's direction "Huh?"
"Oh. You're just like me now" he says tapping his eyepatch "missing an eye."
"Oh. You're just like me now" he says tapping his eyepatch "missing an eye."
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Turns around, throwing the spear he was holding directly at valdus, impaling his shoulder, sending small jolts of electricity through him "drop my damn sword"
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
Flak runs over and says while chuckling "my eye is gone and im now wearing a eye patch because i touched abyss walkers sword as a joke, now look what he did to you"
Verdas
( . Y . )
Drops the sword from surprise "Grrk!" he winces
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Growls, pulling a large stone like Axe out of the mess of weapons in the back of the gym, walking towards valdus
Vyork Ashfin
*Undead Captain*
Flak falls over laughing because of the stupid decision that was made by valdus
Verdas
( . Y . )
Backs away "Shit..." he runs away
Corrupted Artorias
Abysswalker
Picks his sword up, grabbing valdus's wrist slamming the butt of the Axe and the sword hilt into it, breaking the bone, before pulling the spear out of his shoulder "be glad you're a student, I've murdered people for touching my sword before"
