Fantasy Lakoria High school

[Silvis]

• Raziel

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  Raziel was a little stunned at the turn of events. Everyone had suddenly left and the prophet had done some ceremony before giving him a book and inviting him you meet at lunch for possible conversion. Then the prophet was accosted by a tentacle beast thing. Shaking his head the knight turned back to eat his meal in silence and solitude. He didn't even open the book, not because he wasn't interested, but because he couldn't read modern writing and didn't want to embarrass himself.
  
  He shoveled the food down his throat in a hurry and rose to leave. Luckily his leg was mostly better and he left toward where the tour indicated classes would be. He was halfway there before realizing that his school supplies were in his room and changed directions. He was running through the halls with a limp hoping not to be late while thinking dreary thoughts. I never would have thought I'd be doing this someday. It was so much simpler when all I had to worry about was when the next skirmish would be.
  
  Interactions: None
  
  Mentions: Everyone from the cafeteria kerfuffle

 

[metalcity]

Angelica

Angelica was delighted to feel solid ground again, she could have hugged it! Instead she tapped her feetsies to make sure the uncomfortable nightmare of being lifted up was over. She turned to her dorm-mate as they began to speak "No No! I swigedy swear its fine! Not again!" Angelica cursed out as she prepared to be swung over the orcs muscular shoulder. As the orc girl began to speak again Angelica flinched but was surprised to see that the orc girl left. "HA! No happity picking me up today miss! I'm going to be glued to the ground forever!" Angelica yelled in triumph before seeing where the girl was going. Angelica watched as the orc closed in on their target, which took Angelica by surprise when she saw the knight dude from yesterday. "Oh sweet its that knight dude! I never forget a face, never forget a name! Its part of my bippity business!" The tiny girl thought aloud, starting her own waddle over to him however that's when she remembered the way she left the interaction with them yesterday Oh yea, I guess that may have been rude...But they shouldn't have tried to get in the way of my business with their fripity friendship interview! It would be paberdy pretty awkward though... Angelica took a few steps back as she tried to figure out what to do but that was when she saw the knife dude. Is that guy messing with my wiperly customer?!?!? I don't think so buddy! Imma mess you up London style mate! Angelica went to reach down into her bag to pull out some totally cool potions to wreck this guys day up but all she found was air as it hit her that she was carried away without her bag. She dramatically gasped before looking up to see if armour dude was okay but found that the orc girl already started to try defuse the situation. Angelica took a sigh of relief knowing that the armour guy was going to be okay. However when this finished another problem arose when that wrester from yesterday barged in and started doing something with a machine. There was no way Angelica could forget that train wreck and she dove behind one of the many tables in the canteen as to not be seen and go through another awkward interaction. Sadly after she watched them more people came into the canteen and created more noise. Becoming desperate about wanting to leave the canteen she looked back over to her dorm mate, hoping that they would be done by now but to her dismay the girl was not done and then it dawned on Angelica that she had been abandoned and her dream of getting free food was over. "How japily rude!" Angelica tutted, contemplating whether to go over to the crowd or find some potential customers, however the latter wouldn't work without potions. Luckily she had another escape goat when she saw a notice about classes and one was starting any minute now! Huzzah! And with that Angelica swiftly left the canteen and her once best dorm mate was now just that dorm mate that ruthlessly abandoned her.

As she was a good girl and paid attention to the tour, Angelica knew exactly where to go for her history lesson. She did think about going and getting her bag but feared that if she ran even a minute late she would be kicked out forever and ever! And it would be back to the streets with her. Angelica roamed the halls and passed by a few students but she was determined to find her room. Stress built up as time passed but luckily she found it! Angelica peeped through the window in the door at what was going on in the class room, which didn't look that eventful except for the fact that a few people were standing up and such. But what caught her eye was the bird dude sitting down at the back. Sweat built up as she remembered the horrors of lying about her alternate identity and how it almost cost her the position she has at this school. Angelica jumped away from the window as her breathing grew heavier "I'm sure they don't even gibady remember, I can go in and have a normal lesson! Why would they! They must have figured it out...I bet they have already called one of those voloperty law people to get fraud monies! Its all over!" Angelica cried out as she thought about the many universes where her business was ruined. She peaked back over the window hoping she imagined it but sadly she didn't. Backing off once more she put her head in her hands Okay! Super cuper attack plan! Go in, sit down, never make eye contact..EVER...That's sure to work! Yea, why wouldn't it! Angelica thought to herself, and with her amazing plan she turned to the door and swung it open with so much strength it made the slightest ding when the handle swung into the wall. And Angelica walked in, glancing at the bird to see if they were looking at her. She might as well have just been staring directly at them with how often she was glancing over, which was every other millisecond.

Interacting:
SpiritOwl ​

Mentioned:
okmelonn (okmelonn? more like...you're a bulli) Silvis TheImmortalDeity N Nonexisting​

 

[Azerothii]

Elvisia would nod as she follows him to the lunch line, grabbing the tray that he had given her as they chose their food with Elvisia picking some sweets that she hasn't tried yet. She sometimes would glance at the public every now and then, curiously looking around when Nikolas suddenly introduced himself. "Nikolas?" She says with a click of her tongue, making her blink before she tries to say his name again only to find that weird clicking once more. It was a weird sensation, saying his name..she felt that she wouldn't be able to speak his name properly if it were for her weird accent. "Nick.." She mutters to herself, just like him, she would settle on a nickname. It makes conversations fun after all.

The two soon went back to the table, sitting down just right next to him as she grabs this weird pink cloud that seems too soft when she holds it, putting it close to her lips as she licks it "Mlem". Her eyes slowly widen at the pure sweetness of the treat as she starts eating it, feeling the cloud melt instantly in her mouth which spreads a heap load of sweetness. So much so that she didn't notice the awkward atmosphere at all as she indulged herself in such sweetness. Bless whoever made this treat, it was a unique experience that would leave her wanting for more. Unfortunately, it left her hands all sticky, which she didn't mind as she proceeds to lick her fingers to her palms as she turns her attention to the event in front of her.

And what a sight to behold. Such commotion was happening at another table as Broonie somewhat left, was he involved? Elvisia wondered what happened. She didn't dwell too much on it as she watches in mild interest. The way that cat guy talked sure seems to get a reaction from others, it left her staring at them for more as she's almost done licking her fingers. "Wow.." It was all she could say about the situation in front of them as she turns her attention to Nikolas. Elvisia wonder's how he's doing, looking so withdrawn beside her it made her hum softly. Well, she can't have him feeling left out could she?

With a calm demeanour, she slowly leaned against him in comfort with her head resting against his arm. She picks up another cloudy treat as she starts eating on it. "You're not eating...." She said softly towards him, raising her head up to stare. "What's wrong? You can tell me anything...We're friends now aren't we?" She smiles, causing her jewelled eyes to glimmer while taking another bite of the cotton candy. "Ask me anything, I can answer them. Surely a nice big guy like you has a lot of questions to ask right..?" She adds.

TheImmortalDeity

 

[SpiritOwl]

☀ Éanna ☀
☙ Puppeteering Parrot ❧
Current Location: History Classroom
Interacting: metalcity , briefly : Silvis Screaming in the general vicinity of : Loony_Bin Violetti Foxu​

Éanna accepted Sylva's compliment with a cordial coo; his feathers were indeed very noice! He fluffed them up just to prove how very grand they were as he sat building up his line of defenses. Éanna was so enraptured by his task, it was a wonder he detected Synn entering the perimeter: but detect her he had. The bird watched, intimidated, from behind his safegaurd of school-stuffs; his neck swiveling this way and that as he gauged the safety levels. Perhaps if he fortified his castle wall enough, she could not get to him! Invigorated by the chance - Éanna took it! He fortified his notebook gate with colored pencils of a wide array! He barred entry to his dominion by taking hold of the classroom hole-punch and pirating it for his own usage - his safety in the class was more important then whether or not someone could get some silly piece of paper into a binder! Beside, he let it rest on the outer edge of his desk should anyone need to slice up some home made confetti; he chirped excitedly as he put the finishing touches upon his masterpiece of masonry, just, the last - ah there it was! Just as Éanna had perfected his lodgings via a precariously balanced pencil sharpener and became aware to his surroundings once more there was a faint 'ding' which his enhanced birb ears could've picked up even if the class was roaring. Being the snoop he was, his head snapped to the source of the noise, and, O PRODIGAL DAY! It was no less then The Goddess Aine! Éanna was certain she could keep the evil Sorceress at bay!

And lucky him! She was looking straight at him - now away, at, away at-away at-away at-away, ah how perplexing why was she doing that?! Éanna tilted his head with confusion before realizing The Goddess was nervous, surely she felt out of her element! For No One Had Given Her A Proper Arrival Announcement! O' How Awful! To be a goddess and not even have such a simple rite granted to you, well not today, Éanna would make sure the Goddess felt as at home as possible! Without further ado Éanna hopped to the topmost point of his chair, gripping on with his birdie feet in order to stand as tall as his body could manage, he sang out in honor of the Sun Goddess of Love And Growth (who was most secretly a goddess of deceit) the praises for her he'd learned as if it was only yesterday, "Ewww Ewwwww Ewwwwwwwwwwwww!!!" He trilled loudly-if-not-liltingly as a mess of pens, pencils and erasers clattered to the floor in a din. The integrity of his architecture proved much to be desired.

"The Goddess Aine Approa'es!!!" What he lacked in enunciation, he made up for with chutzpah. Éanna was sure uproariously declaring to the class, as well as a good measure of the hallway that the Goddess had arrived would be 1.) The right thing to do, 2.) Helpful in soothing the Goddess's nerves 3.) Beneficial for the student body as they decided who to extend their offerings to and 4.) A show of his devotion worthy enough that the Goddess may consider saving him from the spook'ems elf should her hostilities become aggressive. As spontaneously as he had hopped upright onto the chair, he leapt down, in his wake, the strongest wall of his keep - his text book - cascaded to the ground with a reverberate THUNCK: his path was clear. Surprisingly, his attention wasn't directed at Angelica's magically potent hair, for the time being. Instead it was directed right at her whole personage! The bird slipped a hand under her elbow and placed his other lightly over her very own in a show of support! Was she shocked? Embarrassed? Outraged? Nervously Giggling? Who Knew! Reading facial expressions was a lot harder then eyes!

In any case Éanna was sure of one thing, "Éanna is happy to see The Goddess!" He tweeted, unsure if he was using the phrase in the right context, after all - he was busy watching his feet as he stepped backwards, attempting to guide the gracious goddess to his strong hold. He'd managed to crowd the most supplies around his desk then anyone else, which obviously made it the safest place to be in the room - even if it had collapsed! Couldn't leave a goddess loitering in a doorway! She might be challenged to haggle for her life by a greater goddess! Plus, one couldn't leave an Éanna standing about in an open space, an evil Sorceress with an animal curse might give him the heebie-jeebies!​

 

[GingerBread]

Jonathan

Interacting

Karma​

Location

Cafeteria​

Notes

Jum is having a panic
Wonderful Sweater Jum art done by the amazing Foxu ​

Stuff

Mika's Sweater
Black wing covers made by his BoyFriend, Mika​

Tags

okmelonn
Magical Squid Senpai
TheImmortalDeity
Foxu
@ Anyone else in the cafeteria, I guess​

Jum Jom Jon couldn't help chuckling at the witch boy's reaction to being told he was still in his pajamas, a smile started replacing Jon's forced frown. "You idiot" Jon wasn't sure what it was, but being around Mika was making him feel more comfortable. Maybe it was Karma's seemingly unfaltering carefree happy attitude, or his beautiful smile and soft accent. Either way, Jon found it nice; It was a welcome change from the events that he'd endured the day before, which were slowly making their way out of his mind at the moment. As Jon noticed an orc girl making her way towards them, Jon forced a scowl onto his face, After all he was the coolest most badass person in the entire school. He couldn't let people start thinking he'd gone soft, he had a reputation to uphold. "I guess.. they probably only have food for losers though... which is fine for you.. you loser"

Jon crossed his arms, starting to glance around the cafeteria. Jon noticed a kitsune boy offering a ribbon to another boy "There's just losers in h-" Jon stopped talking as he saw a weird looking tentacled monster holding the wrist of.. The Nekomancer. Jon froze in place, like a deer in headlights with an unfocused thousand yard stare in his eyes. The events of yesterday rushing through his head, becoming fresh in his mind as if they'd just happened. His hand raised to touch the scar that The Nekomancer had given him, through the Jumper that Karma had lent him. Though it felt like an eternity for him, Jon had only been staring at The Nekomancer for a few moments at most. His breathing started to get shaky as he started beginning to hyperventilate. "U-U-Uh" Jon stuttered out as his flight or fight response kicked in. He quickly flew into the air and then started to zoom out of the cafeteria, the only thought on his mind was getting as far away from The Nekomancer as quickly as he could.

 

[TheImmortalDeity]

Nikolas​

It didn't take long for the two to be left to their own devices. Broonie must've had something that they had to do, for soon after Yui had left the scene, the tentacle monster had followed in suit. So, once again, these two were left alone. If Nikolas had half a brain, he would have assumed that these people were intentionally trying to avoid him, or planned ahead of time to leave him with Elvisia, because such a coincidence wasn't possible. Whatever it was, the dumb bear wondered if he had done something wrong. Maybe he needed to talk more?

There was a slight pause as he felt something light press against his arm. He craned his neck to see what it was but stopped short when he was face to face with El. She was promptly nibbling away at her cotton candy, a lingering sparkle in her eye as she watched him with mild worry. From what he observed, she was happy, and her eyes had bewitched him with their signature glamour, causing Nikolas to gaze down at her in awe for a few seconds, his mouth slightly agape. Seeing her find glee in such a simple task filled the behemoth with hope, his previous worries slowly slipping away from him. Whatever it was, he was glad to be near her, their presence tranquil and soothing.

Without any reflection on his part, Nikolas was caught smiling down at her with a caring manner, lost in her world of candor. He almost missed what she had said, needing a double take to catch what she had asked. Questions to ask her? He supposed he had a few that were itching his mind, but most of them were dull and weren't worth mentioning. Then again, if he spent any more time gawking at her, she might find him weird, or that he had feelings for her or something. As he let out a small huff, the bear tore his eyes away from the glittering diamond, focusing himself back on the food in front of him.

It took some time for Nikolas to rack his brain for something to ask. There were so many questions to ask a person that you just met, so he didn't know where to really start with. It was a lot easier on him in Russia, where the only new people he met were villagers with pitchforks, and rather than talking to them, he typically only had to run away. The idea of starting a conversation with someone other than his family was rather mindboggling, but he had to make it work. El was trying her best for him, and she even had the insight to pick up on how he was acting. Anything less than perfection was a tarnish on the kindness that she blessed him with.

"Grade?" he asked, shifting his shoulder a little so that she was a bit more comfortable laying against him. "I'm Sophomore," he quickly added, hoping that this was something typical to ask. There were plenty of other things he had to know, such as the type of mineral she was, or why she had such a sweet scent to go along with her hair. All of this was to come in time but for now, Nikolas was pleased with himself. "New to school?" This might've been the most he had spoken all of his life, but she was worth it. If he sounded stupid now, and she bothered to keep him company, then she was definitely worth the chance of looking like an idiot. Who knows? Maybe she might even accept him for the dumb bear he truly was.

Azerothii

 

[Nonexisting]

jackal fuzukoto

in what seemed to be a matter of minutes jackal's mood seemed to brighten in contrast to how it has started that morning. he was starting to actually look forward to something for once thanks to chris' words. maybe jackal was just getting his hopes up too high but he couldn't help to feel a slight bit excitement over the mere fact that there was a slight chance that chris would actually come sit with him during lunch and even get to try jackal's cooking.
'maybe today wouldn't be so bad.. ' he thought as chris' slender finger scratched behind his ear making a purr rumble inside the shifter's chest. his touch was absolute bliss. when he stopped scratching he felt a quite a bit disappointed but held his tongue daring not to beg for more knowing better. his tail swayed down by his ankles as the shifter sighed blushing as he watched the beautiful sexy goat boy walk away down the hallway. such a shame. he hated to see him leave,but oh did he love to watch him go. it was like something out of a dream and he didn't want to wake up.

Atlas,knowing he had to get to class on time,jackal finished up his box of pocky before tossing the packaging into a nearby trash bin. heading down the hallway then left the dorms he soon enough made his way into the school now walking through that hallway. he remembered that he probably should revisit the nurse's office since he hadn't had a chance to give everything to the nurse the day before due to the huge amount of people that had been there. 'perhaps it will be less crowded' he hoped as he inhaled and exhaled deeply as his body started to change. his hair became a dark black and he started to shrink down growing fur and whiskers. it didn't take long because in a extremely short few minutes there was now a rather large fluffy black cat that replaced his once humanoid form. the backpack that jackal had been wear remained on his back having magically became smaller and cat sized just for jackal thanks to a charm placed on it. he got the backpack custom-made at a speciality shop run by a nice old witch who had sold a bunch of custom made items that were rather convenient for all types. having a magical backpack was especially helpful for the shifter since it adjusted to his body when he changed form and he'd still be able to carry all his stuff with ease.

with a mrow in his throat jackal scampered down the school hallways sniffing around as they made their way to the nurse's office. jackal wiggled his hind quarters before leaping up and jumped on the door handle letting the door swing open before plopping down onto the floor. jackal shook himself off and went into the nurse's office. "oi! i need to drop off my files,i forgot to yesterday." he called out as he caught sight of nyx and the girls from yesterday. he exhaled. "nyx, give it a rest,you complicated idiot. just go if you're going to go and stop stalling so you can play with your new girlfriend." he told him sharply as he jumped up on a counter and perched there with his tail flicking side to side. he then sat up and yawned."anyways,where's jay?"

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GingerBread
Violetti
TheImmortalDeity
Lotusy
Anyone else nearby
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[HTCOR]

Roland

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• Tagging: Currently none!
  
  
  Mentioned
  Politics.
  
  
  Location
  
  Hallway -> Office -> House Haven -> Courtyard
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  Current Equipment
  
  Casual Outfit.
  Sneakers, dark jeans, a soaked white shirt. A flatcap in his hand. A gunmetal blue messenger bag as well, to match his eyes
  
  
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  TUL .7 Mechanical Pencil
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  Fox on the run, you scream and everyone comes, take a run and hide yourself away~!​
  
  
  
  

Roland was not having a good day. His emotions were in turmoil, his mind was particularly frazzled. His stress was starting to march up again, as he knew a few things. One, he- that had to be a charm spell placed upon him. Nope. He wasn't- just because he could see a good amount of skin didn't mean he was meant to do that. He patted his face twice with each hand, sucking in a deep breath, then exhaling it in an explosive burst. A hand combed its way through his hair, as he closed his eyes for a small moment, the gunmetal blues hidden from the world. Ears flicking about, shaking off the remnant of water that stuck to them, as well as any in his hair.

His sneakers squeaked against the tiled floor, as the world seemed to slow around him- his thoughts were rushing, flowing, akin to roaring rapids. Sylva...she was certainly pretty, but there was the fact that she had molested his ears. A faint shudder went down his spine at the memory of her touch, as his cheeks had a crimson dusting on them once more. Thankfully, he was starting to dry slightly- but not enough to warrant sticking in these clothes without getting a cold. His pace quickened a little, as he would begin to jog down the hall. His eyes were slightly strained, as his ears flicked back and forth- listening for anyone around him. He would slow down to a walking pace if he heard someone coming, trying not to seem like he was in a rush, and therefore draw more attention to himself.

Granted, being wet with a shirt sticking to his skin was a good way to have someone's attention pulled to him- and particularly his frame. Thankfully, he wasn't too wet other than the shirt, and he could probably change that out really quick. It didn't drip down to his jeans, and his shirt was really only wet on the upper part. But, he would take in a small breath. Another. "Calm. Calm, Rolly, calm." He'd murmur to himself, before he would finally make it to the staircase. From there, he began his path downwards, taking his time with each step. He had been stepping in water, so his shoes were wet, and he could slip. Not really, since he had a good grip with how he walked, but better to be safe.

By the time he got to the bottom of the stairs, he was calmer. Relatively. His breathing was even, and his eyes had snapped open again, a relaxed smile on his face. His sun-kissed skin was missing the reddish tinge it held before, and his pace was more even. He slipped through the doorway at the bottom, finding himself in the cafeteria and courtyard. A wonderful little place, where he could dry a little better, but, he would be fine if he just grabbed a new shirt. At least he wouldn't look like a wreck that way. And so he would step into a nearby bathroom- an empty one- and slipped out of his shirt, pulling on a basic red tee-shirt. The white one was bundled up into a ball, and placed into his bag. A quick moment later, he washed his hands, and splashed a bit of water on his face as to help him wake up even further, and he would step outside into the place once more.

The office was his goal, and so he would start heading directly towards there. Loose ends and all needed to be tied up, as he would start arranging his paperwork with it all. It wasn't that hard, as he had the majority submitted, and it wasn't long for him to just get the rest sorted out with the secretary. Nothing too hard- just a short hand over of his ID, his room key, a small map for him to have, and being informed of what room he was staying within. Then, he would give a quick 'Thank you' to the secretary, before starting to head out. His pace was still particularly swift, as he rushed across the courtyard to his new home- the Haven House. When he got there, thankfully? Most of his stuff was there as well, having had sent it ahead already. He relaxed a little, a soft grin forming on his face.

"Geez. And here I was, worried that I wouldn't get everything in order." He'd murmur to himself, as he dropped his messenger bag onto the floor in the corner, as he swiftly emptied it, and stored the things within in the desk that was provided, on the side that didn't seem to be claimed- evidently, one side of the room was claimed already, and so he began to put things in the other. A grand day already, but, he could last. He really could last. His smile formed, as he grabbed his journal, his pencil, and a new coat from his luggage- sticking the first two into his bag, and tugging the second on around him. It was a basic thing, a dull grayish green coat, with blue cuffs and collar.

Almost as an afterthought, he slipped out of his sneakers, and pulled on his second set of shoes. A different set of shoes, aka a pair of tennis shoes over slip ons, and a new pair of pure white socks. He quietly sung an old tune, just a sea shanty from long ago as he swiftly tied the knots. He stood up, stepping out of the building.

Now it was time to present himself back to the world. It would take him a good ten minutes to do all of this, at which anyone could certainly see him- his ears on full display, as he held a partially confident gait on his way back out of the Haven House, and through the courtyard. Granted, he looked good and all, in his own personal opinion. But considering he was just entering the courtyard around five minutes after class would start, it wasn't surprising if people had already gotten to class.

 

[Loony_Bin]

Tags: Magical Squid Senpai
Location: Walking to class
Mood: Still devious

Mac​

As soon as he felt his hand get grabbed, Mac pulled back, "Yeah, I'll just follow you Tail, no need to pull on me..." Clearing his throat, Mac stuffed his hands into his hoodie pockets and began to follow Lelani, again trailing a bit. It would really suck if the person acting as his guide tripped on a rock and died or somethin-

Mac stopped walking for a moment, wanting to scream as in that moment he remembered the other reason the first day sucked so much.

It was the only day of the year where his curse actually felt like a curse, it meant he'd have to be mindful about where he sat and how just to stay inconspicous for 70% of the day instead of the usual 10%, hell he couldn't even have the usual bit of fun if he was going to have Lelani drag him around either, because sooner or later she'd figure out what was going on with his 'power' and comment on it because the girl realized everything somehow. With an annoyed sigh Mac realized he'd not spoken to Lelani is some time, which would seem weird considering they'd been walking for awhile at that point, so instead Mac tried to think of a question...

But not just any question, it would have to be one that threw her off a bit, made her a bit embarrassed, after all her response would be so much less fun with any other kind of question.

"So then Tail, while we're walking, why don't you tell me just why you're so obsessed with me?" Mac spoke smugly and hid any trace of playfulness in his voice very well, though the comment had meant to be teasing; however it was clear that on some level, this was still a legitimate question, "I mean, last year you were always warning people about me, and even now you've revealed I'm a major reason you're still in the school with your little, 'I could never leave a guy like you' comment." With a bit of a chuckle, Mac closed one eye and stretched out, putting his arms behind his head while his massive grin was hidden behind his mask, "Why, if I didn't know better I'd say you're in love with me or something."

Tags: Lotusy
Location: Outside Cafeteria
Mood: On cloud nine...

Dibe​

Dibe had begun to try and make herself seem smaller as she felt the silence between her and Rosie grow, 'I-I screwed it up and it's awkward now, I shouldn't have pushed so far on the jacket thing, I could've stuck with the sports thing! B-but I don't even know anything about sports, so I'd be a fraud and-and-and...' Dibe adjusted her glasses as she felt tears begin to well up, focusing on trying to stop herself from sniffling as she continued to walk on in silence and frustration at her own neediness. Dibe felt the sudden need to turn around, to pivot and go back inside the room and lock herself inside, she couldn't be outside anymor-

"Ah!"

It was then that Dibe felt herself get pulled a bit to face Rosie, which caused the glasses to land awkwardly on her face, giving Rosie a view of Dibe's teary eyes. It was then that Rosie took her up on her offer, said of course she would go and-

and-

S-she...she said they could be....

Dibe felt her eyes widen and her mouth open a bit as Rosie took her hand away. Eventually her lip began to quiver as Dibe lunged towards Rosie, her glasses falling off her face as the starry-eyed girl pulled Rosie into a deep hug and began to weep tears of joy into her new friend's shoulder, "T-thank you so much for saying that. I-I...I'm sorry for being weird and stuff Rosie, but you just...I-I'm so glad that you said yes and...oh gosh!" Squeezing her tighter Dibe pulled away eventually and picked up her glasses, smiling a real wide smile for the first time that day as she laughed, wiping away the remaining tears, "I'm going to ruin my makeup again aren't I..." Looking towards the side for a second, Dibe kept the smile on her face before saying, "Thanks Rosie...I'll take you out to the store sometime, we can go on a shopping trip like they do in those movies all the time!" Clapping her hands together, Dibe felt she was in cloud nine at that moment, having made her first friend well...ever. It was a weird feeling, and as Dibe kept walking, the situation made her head spin in joy, so much so that she didn't realize the cafeteria doors she walked into the cafeteria doors and falling to the ground, after which she simply...giggled. It was an odd, confusing sight, but never the less Dibe seemed happier than ever.

 

[SpiritOwl]

✾ Syke ❀ Cria ✾
✽❋⚘✿Miniature Mage✿⚘❋✽
Current Location: Braving the hazardous slopes of Fox Hill
Near: TheImmortalDeity Lotusy N Nonexisting

Syke rolled out from under the end table as an undercover operative exploring a foreign building layout: which is to say she bumped her noggin into the table leg and promptly stood up - giving herself a small shake. She cleared her throat with a careful 'ah-hmm' before tip toeing outta her hiding place and cautiously skirting around the edges of the room. Unawares she likely needed further medical attentions, she was rearing to be up'and'at'em! Her tiny hands flailed about, as if putting her dukes up to fight the day 'COME AT ME DAY' she seemed to declare with her small movements. It was during this time frame that a harrowing sight waltzed in through the door: A Cat.

Do you have any idea what the likes of those did to ones as small as she! Before Syke's traumatized eyes flashed the death of her Garden-Mate Kernel, oh Kernel! Taken too soon from this earth, by none other then - a villainous feline fiend! Syke tried to steady her breathing before breaking into a panicked gurgle and rushing fast as she could across the floor, slipping not once, not twice, but thrice onto her face as she barreled her way towards something anything which could take her away from such a fortified felon! It was upon rising for the third time that she choked on the glorious red drop she thought would be her miracle, instead, it proved to be her downfall. Syke quickly fainted away to her knees, grasping at her throat and gasping for air! OH BALEFUL MORN HOW CRUEL YOUR SUNLIGHT!! HOW CALLOUS YOUR EMBRACE!!! Leaving Her To Die Like a Leaf Upon the- Syke patted the ground beneath her hand mid-way through her internal soliloquy. It seemed, that though the cough drop had gone down in a rather painful manner, it had not strangled her to death. Oh golly! How embarrassing - she covered her face as if she could blush momentarily before remembering, She Was Running From A Monster!

She gurgled a mournful gurgle and rushed up the nearest structure she could find! Scaling up Kast's leg like a prime athlete, swinging unto her sleeve with all the deftness of a gorilla, losing her grip and horrifically falling back down to the primal Earth - EGADS, SHE WAS DONE FOR! Syke flailed in surprise as beneath her body lay the fine cloth of Kast's sleeve. Oh, hopefully her little claws wouldn't snag such a material it was so very fi- Right, she was on a mission to run from: CERTAIN DEATH. Syke leaped up, using the fabric as a trampoline to spring herself about the Fox girl's arm. There was only her, this path, and darkness in the blood-chilling tunnel. It would be a terrible place to develop claustrophobia in. Hugging the arm like it was the last chance for her survival, as, how could it not be?!? Syke crawled as swiftly as her whimbly body allotted. Reaching the surface of Kast's collar was an event - the likes of which, seemed astronomical. But the small flower had made it! Her head popped right out of the fabric before she could pull the rest of herself out of the collar and into the light! JOYOUS DAY. Syke marveled at the fact she had not suffocated under such draping fabrics, before realizing oh, how dreadfully rude she was being!!! She rose up onto her toes before scuffing her heel 'gainst the ground which was Kast, oh dear! "Oh my," she started - bringing her hands once more to her face, "I am ever so sorry to intrude! You see, I er," she dropped her hands from her face and fussed them against one another, "I, went for a bit of a jog." Surely one'd think her daft for being scared of no more then a common house cat! She looked into the eyes of Kast, up at those of Jay, and back again. OH my! Hopefully her pink pal wasn't suffering of any great malady!!!​

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[SpiritOwl]

☁ Mistral ❅ Aquilo ☁
✧・ﾟ:*Magical Uniboi*:・ﾟ✧
Current Location: Crowding the Hallways
Interacting: Lotusy okmelonn Foxu

Mistral watched as Nevore gesticulated with every word he spoke, the unicorn found the actions quite amusing - even if the words all drowned into one another within his mind. Mistral was pretty miffed his patronizing backfired; but even more so at Omen King trying to be genteel towards him. Those words of hello shielded 'neath their outer layer nothing but spite and malice!!! "I don't believe we have," Mistral corrected the entity; even if he had remembered meeting Omen King the previous day, he would've said the same thing. Especially since it wasn't even looking at him while he was talking to it! Excuse You, "It takes more then acquainting yourself with a unicorn to meet them; one must know them," and seemingly you do not! Mistral spewed these words out of his mouth like this was basic cultural unicorn facts and not a jumble of words he'd said in order to intimidate the pinnacle of a being; Omen King was the peak of existential physicality, and Mistral didn't like how it looked.
After all, it wasn't at him! From what the unicorn was capable of perceiving, in any case.

Hearing a variant of 'oh, please' along with his own name was severely annoying to the horse; it, was after all - an attempt to do away with the words he, he of all beings had uttered, and to replace them with the ideas of another! The unicorn would've waved at Wayne in a similar dissuading manner had he not been laden with so much greenery. Mistral clenched his teeth in an effort not to pout indignantly, after Wayne's professions of the wonders of Nevore in comparison to them, to HE, a unicorn, Mistral allowed for a steady stream of air to be expelled through his teeth, seething. "I am not one for partying," Mistral said telling, "nor, does a day go by in which I waste - for I have an infinity to rely upon." Mistral could understand how one lowly as Wayne might not comprehend the grandeur of life which existed for a unicorn almost as much as he failed to comprehend what the gate stood for in his allegory. Mistral debated whether to watch as Nevore worked his magic, or stare haughtily at Omen King; he was genuinely interested in the merman's affairs - but also, awfully petty. He was bribed by Wayne's insistence that they could do nothing but watch as Nevore did his wonders to pointedly not watch Nevore and instead gaze with veiled aggression towards the Deity of Omens. Be born without a face, would you Potter?! Well, you'd rue the day!

The unicorn would surely feel bereft knowing his actions lead him to not viewing the gloriously embellished drawings made in his own image, he would have appreciated them much more then the faceless drip which served as the model for a design. Mistral turned his head only to view the design in it's completion, and was upset that he found anything in the image of the monolithic student beautiful, sigh, but it was of his nature to appreciate the arts; for he was a proxy of muse and confined to enjoy such talents. Even when he really didn't want to. Mistral was in part overjoyed that Nevore closed his sketchbook so quickly and upset that he was not allowed to look at more. "You are quite talented," Mistral agreed, ignoring that Wayne had prior totally told-him-so, the unicorn was somewhat annoyed by the extent of Nevore's creativity. He could make designs of anyone, naturally beauty could be found anywhere - but, if it was a talent the fish possessed that would be just handed out like party favors to everyone: well, then, being a model couldn't be very extravagant, if plain-boring-old-horse-shaped-faceless anyone could do it.

Mistral personally did not feel he had adequate time to eat thankyouverymuch! But he was a pro cabbage handler and would no doubt be carrying some around with him all day for grazing. He couldn't just leave them here in this warm and inhospitable room! They required chilling and misting to stay in ample eating condition, and Mistral was fully capable of supplying both. He awayed with the group much as anyone else, save leaving with so many cabbages one might think they replenished after being devoured. If the unicorn wasn't aware Wayne was a goof, he would've raised an eyebrow to the funny little walk he had going there for a bit. Mistral was pleased to get a chance to talk about himself, not realizing that Wayne had done it in an attempt to not reveal his deceitful ways of yesterday, "Naturally," He responded, "it was only yesterday that you came to me with the ideals of being a beautician to the world - a noble but fruitless endeavor; I can say, Wayne's skills were effective albeit intrusive when we met. Although my voluntary agreement to aiding with his business via my presence would've surely set it assail, It's truly all for the best that your entrepreneurial efforts have been liquidated. After all, unicorns require no refinement or affixing, if those first few customers weren't there to see me with their very eyes - they would've been likely not to believe such a tale at all!" Mistral was sure he was of a rare and precious kind. "In his haste Wayne failed to gather evidence of me being a customer," Mistral noted, surely he was the sole reason that Wayne actually cleaned some students up; and they were not force-cleaned in the manner Mistral had been before being unfairly robbed. "Besides, his heart wasn't in it," Mistral mused, recalling the evening chat in the Logica commons, "It'd be a shame to try and spark causation in something for profit juxtaposed to joy; though I wonder if you've found some other occupation to bide your time? You look, clearer, today," Mistral complimented Wayne. Though he found no differences between the character of yesterday's Wayne and the Wayne of today, Mistral managed to be very aware of the subtle aesthetic change that had occurred.

"If you haven't found some new passion," Mistral expressed with a nonchalant ease as he turned to stand against the wall next outside of their History Classroom, perhaps waiting for the others to pass before him, perhaps waiting for a time when it would be fashionably late to enter, "there is a large likelihood that Nevore might wish to make use of your own skills." He glanced to Nevore, to see whether or not such a claim would hold true; the fashion industry was all about looks after all, and, well Omen King could use some help in that department.

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Location: School courtyard with Mac and cheese. Action: Being a baka.
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Leilani allowed Mac to move his hand from hers. She didn't mind, she knew he would've moved it anyway due to him probably being embarrassed. What a boy. Stopped just ahead of Mac, wondering why he had stopped so suddenly. She turned and watched him. Darn that mask. It was much harder to tell what a person was feeling if she couldn't see their face! And she would love to see the secrets behind that mask. 'I bet He's actually really expressive. Just can't hide any emotion.' Uh oh. He was asking questions. "Why am I so obssesided with you?" She raised an eyebrow and actually showed just a bit of surprise. She waited until he was done asking his questions, then she burst out laughing. "Is that what you think?" She chuckled and even snorted a bit, covering her mouth with the side of her hand. "Oh yes Mac, I love you! I am so deeply, madly in love with you! You would like that, wouldn't you?" She said as she punched his shoulder. "As much of a weird question that is, it wouldn't be such a horrible thing. " Leilani shrugged and ushered Mac to follow her again. "Plus I can't leave the school when you need someone to help you get to class."​

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[AI10100]

Erika Dubloit
Interacting with: Nekomancer ( TheImmortalDeity ), Kerry ( Deathpelt ), Broonie ( N Nonexisting )
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The fact that Kerry suddenly shouted seemed to shock Erika - albeit only slightly. She looked over at her and wanted to tell her that it was alright. That it was just really chaotic and it should be understandable that someone lost their cool. Honestly, she was close to boiling over the top by now but she has learned to keep that in check. But then she suddenly bolted out and left the spirit calling out. "Kerry wait!" But it was too late. She was long gone by that time. Disappointing. She'll try to have a talk with her later and see if she's alright.

When Nekomancer actually paid attention to what he said, she finally figured out how to deal with him. That's right. Just use nekos in every reasoning. That should pull him out of trouble if it was caused by him. How excellent. Yes. She'll list that down on her mental note of 'how to deal with Nekomancer'. She then nodded and began to follow him as they began to walk to the exit. "You're diligent in your work..." She muttered when she saw him scribbling down something on his beloved notebook. "And... surprisingly meticulous." Well, she should have expected something like that from someone this obsessed.

It was worrying. Her heart went out for the nekos that he was stalking. May they find peace by not being caught by this robed man she was following.

When he questioned about what she wanted to talk about, Erika felt like this was her chance to jump on something and get her information. This was it. He was actually going to answer her questions! "Well you see-" Then she paused as a tentacle wrapped around Nekomancer's wrist. Erika blinked in surprise and she followed the source of the tentacle and there was this... what do you call them? She wasn't sure. Let's just settle with tentacle student. Well, he was there, trying to get Nekomancer to talk with him, somewhere.

She couldn't help but let out a sigh. Right. Of course. Her luck when she was trying to get something was certainly horrible. She looked up, looked to some people at the crowd then looked back at the tentacle student. At this rate, she'll start believing in some higher power trying to screw with her. "You know, my fellow student, we are going to run late to our classes. And I do believe that the teachers won't take too kindly with this." She started. "So let's just all settle this later after classes!" She would've clapped her hands to make a point, but she wasn't able to because of her condition. Fine, she'll give up on getting some answers from Nekomancer right now but she would like for everyone to stop this mess of a breakfast and just get to classes.

 

[Lotusy]

Jay

As Jay watched the students file out of his office, he couldn't help but shake his head. What a shame. There they went, going out to injure themselves again and again while Lakoria management never batted an eye. On one hand, the goody two-shoes nurse in Jay wished he could do something, but his rational side told him to let it be. That's just the Lakoria circle of life. You live, you get hurt, and you get better and live on. Or you don't. It depends. The nurse took a seat at his desk, kicking his legs up with a sigh. This year is already a mess. I wonder if they'll just give my job to a gravedigger... As his eyes wandered, he caught sight of something tiny on his floor... choking on a cough drop? Ah, the circle of life, he lamented. How cruel.

All these thoughts of death and nursing made Jay tired, though he wouldn't be able to entertain the idea of rest for a while. No matter how many yawns he stifled, the day wouldn't end any sooner. Instead, Jay kept an eye on Nyx and the tiny kitsune girl that he couldn't seem to pry off of him. Wait until Pluto hears about this, he thought, having a chuckle at his friend's uncomfortable expense as their talk came to a close. However, once Kast finally let go and trudged back to her cot, the nurse felt a twinge of pity for her, surprising even himself. Whoa, what's this? Emotion? Long time no see, old friend. Something in her tiny face overwhelmed Jay with feelings of doubt, loneliness, and a lack of self-confidence, emotions that he thought he'd buried in middle school with his acne-ridden face. Well, he wasn't going to be one to bridge the gap. He wouldn't get mixed-up with high schooler emotions anymore - that wasn't in his job description. Even if there was nobody else to talk to, and nothing else to do but stare out the window. Come to think of it, this reminds me of something...

Four years ago, the freshman Jay Delon sat in the Lakoria Nurse's office, utterly lonely on his island of a cot. Sunlight streamed through the window, and birds chirped outside, but none of it could improve his mood. The beautiful day outside couldn't help the fact that he was nursing a broken arm, edgy teenage feelings, and had absolutely no one to talk to. All he could do was sit and brood, until he appeared - the old school nurse. Yea. He sat down with him, talked about feelings while he healed. Good ol' Mr... uh, what was his name again? Mr. Lopez? Mr. Kim? Were they even a mister? For a fond such memory, Jay was having remarkable trouble keeping tabs on why it was fond in the first place. Whatever. All I remember is that they were there for me. That's all that matters! Ah, good times.

Jay was roused from his reminiscing by none other than the little fox herself. Given his exhausted state, he found a small bit of ire with her energy and questions - in fact, when she asked if she could help him with anything, Jay had to resist the urge to bite back with: "Yea. Just don't come back with injuries." However, something about that bright smile thawed his heart for a split second. I suppose I could entertain a kid. Just for a moment, though...

"Oh, I'm just doing paperwork," He replied, matching Kast's smile with a tired one of his own. "I wouldn't call it interesting, though." He leaned back in his chair, picking up a pen and tapping it against his chin as he thought of something to keep Kast busy. "Let's see... why don't you help sort the paperwork with me?" He picked up the (quite hefty) stack of finished paperwork, placing it carefully in front of Kast. "Here's a record of all medical incidents for every student since we've started this year! Now, this is a very important job, but I totally trust you, alright? All you have to do is read which house they're in - oh, I wrote it at the top - and sort it that way! Logica kids go in the Logica folder, Haven kids go in the Haven folder, and Journey kids go in the, er... Journey bucket," he said, gesturing to a bin labeled "Logica," a bin labeled "Journey," and a trash can. "Alright, go get 'em, champ! Oh, and watch your head too! Don't want to go reopening those wounds!" He gave a thumbs-up to Kast (and the little being from before, once he caught sight of her), sending them on their way. Sinking back in his chair like a proud father, Jay patted himself on the back for a job poorly well done.

Just as he thought he'd finally get a chance to rest, something big, furry, and definitely feline hopped onto his counter. What in the blazes? He settled down a bit once they asked for him, sitting up straight in his chair and waving to get their attention. "Yo, I'm right here! And you are..." Jay waved a finger awkwardly at the cat, struggling to remember his name. "Sorry, have we met? And how can I help you?"

TheImmortalDeity SpiritOwl N Nonexisting

 

[GingerBread]

]Nyx

Interacting

Jackal
Jay
Kast​

Location

Nurse's office​

Notes

N/A​

Stuff

N/A​

Tags

TheImmortalDeity
SpiritOwl
Lotusy
N Nonexisting​

Nyx couldn't help at the small kitsunes pleas. "Look." He turned around to face the kitsune. "Even if we were in that dream of yours where we're bffs. I wouldn't go easy on that bitch for you. I said I was gonna kill her. I can't promise something like that, and then just disappoint- " Nyx was interrupted by a small cat calling him an idiot and trying to tell him what to do. Already in a sour mood, he wasn't about to let what this cat said slide. He looked over to Kast who was doing paperwork with Jay. "Hey, cat girl" He called over to her with a grin on his face. "how about I give you an example of what I'm gonna do to your cat bitch sister later?" Nyx smirked at kast as he walked closer to the cat on the counter. With near inhuman speed, Nyx roughly grabbed the cat by the neck and started applying more pressure, slowly but surely starting to choke the cat.

"I don't know if you're a student, or just a fucking stray cat that wandered in" Nyx looked down at the cat with a malicious glare in his eyes. "But that doesn't matter. By trying to provoke me, you've made the choice to help me demonstrate something." Nyx reached for his dagger, momentarily forgetting that he wasn't wearing his own clothes at the moment. "Damn.. Gonna have to remember to go get that before lunch" he muttered to himself before looking up and over at Jay. "Jay.. Old buddy. Could you be a deer and hand me a scalpel... or something sharp?" Nyx's grip on the cat slowly got tighter as time passed. He wasn't going to choke the cat out before he did anything else. After all. That would ruin his demonstration...

 

[okmelonn]

Mikaela

Interacting With

cute fairy boyfriend jom!

Current Location

halls outside the cafeteria

Notes

um????Who hurt my friend???Why is he scared?????

Stuff

broom-chan!

Tags

GingerBread

Mikaela glanced over to Jon, taken by surprise by the fact that he could see the beginnings of a smile on his face! It made his heart soar, causing him the desire to let out a rather loud and obnoxious laugh to express his joy. Though, he suppressed it as he continued to allow his grin to grow. Oh, gee, he really did hope that he was making Jon feel more comfortable around him.. That was really all he could ever ask for. Out of all of his friends, he wanted each and every one to be happy! Especially around him. Especially if he could be the one to make them feel that way. "What do you mean? Come on, you have to eat too. I'll even get you something!" With the large grin remaining on his features, he grabbed the other's wrist.

While Mikaela's original plan was to attempt to bring Jon towards the food in the room, he saw him glance around quickly, then begin to freeze up. Not sure what was happening, he moved closer to his friend with concern growing in his stomach. "Hey.. Jon? Are you alr-" Before he could get his sentence out, he saw the look in the other boy's eyes and then would quickly realize that he was indeed not alright. The witch swallowed, the mild concern blossoming inside him now turning into a full-blown panic. He looked to where the other was staring, and caught sight of a strange man. A student, most likely. The same person who had hurt Jon, most likely. He'd have to remember to deal with him later.

It didn't seem to be but a moment before Jon was beginning to make his exit from the cafeteria. Quite quickly and panicked, as Mikaela observed. He stared at the boy in awe, though in the next few seconds he was already up and on Broom-Chan, speeding away after the fairy as his pajamas flapped with the incredible speed he had been flying at. Catching up with the boy, he yelled after him, "Jonathan! Wait! Stop! It's okay!" He panted, attempting to keep up the fast pace he flew at. "Please!"​

Nevore

Interacting With

egg-head, moistest boye, salty unicorn boye

Current Location

first period class

Notes

dont even come at him okay he is offended.

Stuff

a few pieces of fruits

Tags

Foxu SpiritOwl Lotusy

Once Nevore had deemed his brief sketch satisfactory and threw his art utensils back to the dark dimension from once they came, he glanced around in hopes to see the expressions on the other's faces. "Oh, my, all your flattery is unnecessary.. But very much appreciated!" The merman twink allowed an egotistical grin to come over his features, basking in the glowing radiance of the other's kind words at his absolutely masterful piece of artwork. He had ignored Omen King's statement comparing himself to common flora, still caught in the essence of his own absolute awesomeness. Though, once the question of how they all met arose, he was quick to answer considering the memories that were still fresh in his mind.

"I'll put it this way, my egg-headed friend. Our individual meetings were connected through a series of spontaneous events, each of them regarding the common drinking water found here at Lakoria, the water of which I personally posses, and the pipes that supply said water to the school. And may I say that I do feel I should complain about the water quality of which we ingest! ..I-I mean.. It's not like I would, uh, know why.. But.. T-The water just seems awfully inadequate.. Not that I've tasted it! Or even come in contact with it! No, I bring purified water from my island home. And, as well as this I can purify other waters, too! Haha.. Yes." Once his water rant concluded, the merman slipped away to grab a few pieces of fruit from the food line. Stuffing all but a pear into his satchel, he removed a bit of the extravagant ribbon and beading from his head-wear, revealing a suction-cap. He released this cap, dropping the pear into the water. However, just as it began to hit the liquid, a bubble formed around its entirety. Once the pear was fully submerged in its air bubble, the merman set the suction cap onto the top of his bowl once more, setting his decorations unto it. The pear would move closer to and fro from his face, allowing him to take small bites at a time. It became evident that this form of water manipulation was Nevore's own doing.

Then, following along with the rest of the group, he listened keenly into Mistral's words about how he and Wayne had met. The merman had to admit that the bitterness of the Unicorn's attitude was rather amusing. That was, until, he made a certain comment about Nevore allowing just anyone to get participate in his very own career alongside him. He smirked, "Oh, no. Oh no, dear Mistral. You must have mistaken me! You see, I have a reason for allowing our friend Omen King here a chance," Breaking his words, he attempted to put a hand on the egg-head's shoulder. Though, as his height was incredible, he simply patted his arm. "What I want is to break the boundaries of what the average person calls 'fashion'. You've seen magazines, websites, and advertisements, correct? Their fashions are mediocre at best. True fashion is found in the depths of the soul, in the least attainable places of reach by humans and creatures alike. I want to break their minds, my friend. And how can you break something without a tool? Ah, not to call you two tools. By tools I mean models, of course. So, yes, I have plans for both you and Omen King. Do not fret. And, please, do not take my career choice lightly next time." The boy had stiffened during his words, ending his statement with a tug on either of his sleeves to ensure that they were not bunched or wrinkled. With that, he entered the first period classroom.​

 

[TheImmortalDeity]

Nekomancer​

Scribbling his work down, Nekomancer paused in his writing to catch a glimpse of Erika before she spoke. In all actuality, he didn't know what to think of the mysterious girl that quite literally materialized out of thin air. While she was able to get on his nerves with her constant need to get in the way, she did have some potential in her, which was only heightened by the genuine curiosity she appeared to have when it came to the effort he put into his artwork. If anything else, Tac believed there was some hope for her in finding a spot in the Neko Nation, possibly taking the role of one of his closest compatriots. That's why he was setting aside his busy schedule to listen to whatever demands she had for him.

Naturally, nothing was ever that simple when it came to the Nekomancer's life. As he went back to his work, he couldn't help but notice a slimy tendril creeping up his arm, and within seconds, he was yanked back, his pen and paper falling to the ground. He kept silent for the most part, holding his breath as the creature spoke menacingly into his ear. He felt his eyes watering, and for good reason. The rancid stench of their breath was enough to make him nauseous, and not only that but Tac felt as if he was bathing in sewage, their sticky limbs encasing him in a way that was not all too pleasing. Then again, being touched by this creature, in general, was enough to make him gag. This cretin needed to learn the value of restraint, but sadly, the psychopath found no enjoyment in dealing with something that was so minuscule; something that he considered less than dirt. Ripping his arm away from their grasp, the man turned their head slightly towards them. "No."

It was a simple answer to a rather simple question. As Erika had brought up earlier, he was amazed by this abomination, thinking it was appropriate to touch one as benevolent as himself as he prepared for a day of learning. What right did it have to introduce its lowly self to him, let alone think that they were allowed in any way to touch his magnificent figure? None. There was absolutely no possible explanation for this flawed sort of logic. Not wanting to be near the despicable creep any longer, he whisked himself away, hoping that Erika followed in his footsteps. Good riddance, too, for he wasn't able to bear another second near that grotesque failure of an aquarium accident.

"I apologize for that disruption," he began, finding his breathing ragged. The idea of slime pouring over him manifested itself into his mind, and Tac had to look down at his clothes in horror, loathed to have been in contact with such a repulsive entity. "It looks like I need to either bathe my clothes in bleach or amputate my arm. Who knows what that atrocity is infested with. I fear for my own hygiene and advise that you cleanse yourself as well." Adjusting his hood and closing his eyelids, the clerical shepherd placed a hand over an upside-down cross that hung around his neck.

"May the Lord hear my prayer and smite that which is evil. May they find solace in His action and beg forgiveness for their wrongdoing. May they live their lives in suffering and come to terms with their unholy belligerence. May our Lord, the Neko Lord, embrace us with His comforting fortitude and deliver us vigor and good fortune in our time of need. In this, I pray, A-meow." Finishing his invocation, Tac allowed his eyes to flutter open, continuing his steady pace. "We should be making it to the classroom fairly soon, ghost. Let us not be tardy for our first day of class."

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[Deathpelt]

Kerry Stayne​

Kerry curled her tail around her legs, the safety of her stall giving her a claustrophobic comfort from the mess she had been in before. She gave out a few quite sniffles, her ears hanging close to her head. Rubbing her eyes a few times she recounted for all that she had done. She had actually yelled at at least 3 people! Probably more... And she had yelled at her friend Erika... She hugged herself tighter, wrapping her arms around her thin figure, her claws extending out of her fingers, the mere sensation of danger arising them. What should she do??? How could she face them again, gently her tail uncoiled around her legs as she thought of different ways to apologize. While there were a lot of people, Kerry only felt obliged to apologize to two go them. Raziel the knight, and Erika. Though she considered Nekomancer a friend, he scared her, if he lost his temper with her she could end up dead.

She hopped up on top of the toilet, her head barely reaching to the top of the stall. She had to tell what time it is, classes probably started soon, if they hadn't already. With a gentle huff, she looked around the bathroom, and found a large clock on the top wall facing the sinks. Damn, class had already started. The tiniest pang of panic gripped her, though it was released as she figured that the second day of school probably wasn't that important, as some students may still be arriving.

After a few more minutes of seclusion, Kerry decided to finally get out of her self confinement. Quietly she unhinged the locked door, and went out without glancing at the mirror. She skittishly made her way to House Logica, and finally located History class. She opened the door tentatively to see a half full class being taught by the teacher she recognized as Miss Littel. Nervously she muttered a shy "Hi" to her before skittering off to find a seat near the back of the classroom.

Mentions: AI10100 (Erika) TheImmortalDeity (Nekomancer) Silvis (Raziel)
Interactions: NONE (Open!)

 

[TheImmortalDeity]

Kast​

Ah, so he was doing paperwork. Jay was correct in saying that the assignment wasn't the most interesting, but it did give her something to do in the meantime. In Kast's eyes, this was her way of repaying the debt she owed the kindhearted nurse, his craftsmanship on treating her wound worthy of a kind gesture. Who knew how many students came through those doorways and left without a single "thank you" escaping their lips? Kast, taking pride in her namesake, was too thoughtful to let a good deed go without compensation. And so, whether or not she was bored out of her mind meant nothing; not when it came to helping a poor older man by making his day just a little bit easier.

"Ah, mhm, a'ight," she said, nodding her head every so often to show that she understood what he meant. It appeared simple enough at first glance, and she was in some need of letting her mind drift to a sounder place. Taking his spot once he left to deal with another student, whom she didn't bother noticing, Kast went straight off to work. Of course, not before feeling a tiny being scamper up her body, until making its way soundly on her shoulder. She heard the cute voice of the plant-girl with delighted intent. The fox beamed with happiness, shaking her head. "No problem at all! Ya came just in time ta see me help out the doctah."

Poking a few papers with a pencil, the child read through various records, even getting a laugh out here and there due to Jay's side comments on the students. He might've not realized it, but his agitation showed in his writing, each patient getting a snarky remark that Kast thought was delightful. As she skimmed through the documents and assorted them in their rightful places, she stopped at her own file. Did it make her a bad kid that she got hurt, even if it was for her sister's safety? Kast wasn't sure, but without further hesitation, she promptly dumped the papers into the "Journey bucket," never to be seen again. There was no need to focus solely on the past.

Rubbing her temples, the girl let out a small "Aiya," all the tediousness of the task getting to her. She needed a break from the papers, even if she only did a select few. With a turn of her head, she watched as Nyx picked up a cat and continued on threatening it. She was going to say something, but the poor girl was too exhausted to waste time dealing with her stubborn self-proclaimed friend. Watching the cat suffer for a while longer, the dainty figure lifted up one of her feeble arms. "Nyx, why ya gotta go and cause trouble for the small thing? What'd it ever do ta ya, anyway?" Not expecting a retort from him, she went back to her task, every once in a while stealing a look at Syke to make sure she was doing okay.

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[Deathpelt]

Savva Wolfe​

Savva muttered a quiet ugh. Where was she? Looking around, Savva recollected that she was in her dorm room, lying on the floor. How'd she get here? Perhaps someone had mistaken her for a drunk student and brought her here? Though she hardly thought that someone could carry a horse. Shaking off the weird event, Savva got up tentatively, giving all four of her legs a try. Her back left leg was a bit numb, but besides that, she was ready to hit the gym, well, that was after she actually got ready. She gave a few blinks before pushing her soft chestnut hair out of her face, immediately heading to the bathroom.

The bathroom was quote small, and to Savva's disappointment the shower wasn't going to fit her inside unless she had the elasticity of a high rubber band. "The gym showers are probably large enough..." She muttered to herself, brushing off the fact that she'd have to probably use the gym showers every morning. Luckily, the mirror was large enough so that she could see her whole reflection, making the chore of brushing her hair and teeth whole bunch easier. Quickly she finished both of the tasks in about 10 minutes, a custom she had become familiar with every morning at her own dwelling. After completing that goal, she went back into the bedroom and browsed through her closet, finally picking a simple fern green shirt to wear.

With that she closed the dorm room and made her way to the gym. It was easier navigating her way through the building this time, and made her way outside with ease, the soft clopping sound of her hooves moving on the pavement face her a sense of time. The weather wasn't half bad, and Savva contemplated just running outside for a bit, but ultimately resumed her former goal of reaching the gym.

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[HTCOR]

Roland

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• Tagging: Deathpelt
  
  
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  Savva
  
  
  Location
  
  Courtyard
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  Current Outfit
  
  Casual Outfit.
  Sneakers, dark jeans, a red shirt with a blue lightning bolt on it, and a plain dull green jacket, slightly puffy. A gunmetal blue messenger bag as well, to match his eyes
  
  
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  TUL .7 Mechanical Pencil, Notepad
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  "Hol' up. You're a centaur. Which means you're taller than me."
  "Is there such things as a miniature centaur? Like, a fully grown centaur that's of a miniature breed."​
  
  
  
  
  

Roland was just making his way out of the dorm, having entered the courtyard- a quick glance about, noting his surroundings and the centaur there. His ears flattened for a moment, before flying to full length atop his head. Seems something caught his interest, or at least, a question in his mind. And so he would begin his path towards the girl- woman? Centauress? What was the word for that. His pace slowed a little, as Roland glanced towards the ground, thoughts drifting through his mind on a lazy river. But it wasn't long before he began to jog towards them, giving a quick wave.

"Morning!" He'd call out, a cheerful tone to his voice- even if hints of exhaustion were evident in it, and his face held signs as well. But that didn't stop him from trying to be friendly, at least. "I uh, kinda-" He'd pause, "Uh, hi. Sorry, just, nerves and all, gonna cause me to ramble, but uh, do you know what the time is?" He'd ask, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "And uh, when the first class is?" The Neko fumbled with his map, as he pulled it out to quickly scan it over with his eyes.

 

[Lotusy]

Rosie

In the short span of time after Rosie's acceptance, the seconds of awkward silence felt like an eternity, giving Rosie more than enough time to regret every action she'd just made within the past day. She wondered how things came to this, how in the world she was being brave right now, and most importantly... A-are those tears? As she saw the tears well up in Dibe's eyes, Rosie dropped all of her own worries almost instantly, instead pouring all her worry over her new friend. In her experience, tears were never a good thing. She shed tears when her father left and her mother refused to speak ever again - so how could Dibe cry, yet smile at the same time? Look at what you've done. Just as her grip slackened, Rosie attempted to reach out to Dibe one more time. "Dibe, I-"

Then she found herself wrapped in the tightest hug she'd felt in a long time. "O-oh." As Dibe squeezed her even tighter, and as the tears she'd worried so much about fell on her shoulder, Rosie's tight-chested worry loosened. "There, there," she whispered, giving her best attempt at comforting her friend. "I promise you're not too weird, and your makeup is fine, and I'd love to see that store whenever you'd take me. Just, er... watch my ribs. You've got a pretty tight grip." With every reassurance, she rocked Dibe from side to side, reacalling that her parents used to do the same when she cried. Despite seemingly being the calmer of the two, Rosie found herself caught in an internal whirlwind of emotion. Just as she swayed back and forth, so did her emotions, moving from panic to happiness to uncertain excitement in the span of a minute. Here she was - she'd lied to Dibe, kept her greatest secret from her friend, and yet she still truly wanted to hang out with her sometime. How confusing was that? Rosie didn't exactly know what to feel, but if there was one thing she felt at this very isntant, it was relief.

I suppose tears aren't so bad after all...

As Dibe fell through the cafeteria doors, Rosie rushed to help her, slightly confused when the other girl seemed to still be estatic. Of course, something about Dibe's smile was absolutely infections, and Rosie couldn't hold back one of her own as she offered a hand to help her up. "Nice entrance," she teased, still trying to keep the mood light. "Well, now that we're in the cafeteria, how about we-" Her stomach chose that time to remind herself of its prescence, releasing a growl akin to some kind of wild animal's mating call, causing Rosie to redden in embarassment once again. "Wh-why don't we get something to eat?"

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[Nonexisting]

jackal fuzukoto

"yes w-......it's-" he answered as he started to speak but was interrupted by nyx picking him up by the scruff and jackal's tail flicked side to side. jackal's backpack slid off and his files fell out all over the floor along a box of photographs that had pictures mostly of his family and a bunch of cute photos of pluto(or the both of them) as well as a container of handmade sweets that smashed onto the floor. he could feel the pressure on his neck from nyx's hand around his neck and this made him wiggle around and dig his claws in him having somehow managed to cling onto him with his back claws digging into his arm. jackal gave a loud pissed off hiss as he was forced to shift into human again so suddenly which was painful. in a need to pry this idiotic psychopath off him the shifter gave nyx a swift and powerful punch to the balls before moving away and standing at full his towering height rubbing his neck coughing and panting a little. the hair that had been blonde much earlier before was now a dark black and wasn't going back. jackal covering his mouth coughing and pulled his hand back at the sight of blood. at the very sight of the red blood he started to panic his breath hiking up and his eyes widening in absolute dread as his gaze didn't move away from his now shaking hand.

his breathing started to become erratic and tears started welling up in his eyes. 'where am i? what is this? WHAT IS THIS?????'
he looked down to the floor and across the walls,the room in his eyes changed drastically. all he could see was blood painted over the walls and floor with burnt spots. everything looked trashed and destroyed,it being much dingier than in reality. the charred bodies sat in the room staring at him with dead unforgiving eyes. he could even smell the disgusting scent of burning hair and flesh which made the shifter feel like he was going to puke. reality for him had became distorted due to the disillusions that seemed to enjoy taking over the shifter's brain. he took few steps back as he backed up into a wall and slid down against it covering his eyes with his hands. jackal didn't want to see this anymore.

"it's not real...it's not real...it's not real...it's not real...it's not real...."

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[Foxu]

Omen King

Location: History Room || Interacting: Lotusy okmelonn SpiritOwl ||Mentioned: Room Inhabitants

“Oh, I’m terribly sorry Mistral!” The being’s hands drifted up to his face in horror of having offended the horse-like student. Omen King hadn’t realized how much the subtle values of his word choice could affect how people saw him up until today! First, he called Nevore by the wrong name, then he seemingly affronted Mistral’s heritage. Oh No! He hoped that the unicorn would not be too cross with his mistake. Age of Weakness put a pin in his erroneous orations, making sure to consider what he was saying from that point on. Perhaps that was what Wayne had been doing too? Omen King had been somewhat hunched in order to better see the faces of his compatriots but rose to his fullest height at this revelation. He was relived to know that his friend wasn’t sick and was just trying to be respectful in this four-way conversation. It was a sensational moment to Age of Weakness, invigorating in every way. The pieces of this giant puzzle began to click together in his opalescent head, spreading out before him like an expertly wound tapestry. Class hadn’t even started, and he’d already learned a lesson! The thrill of it was enough to stall Omen King’s rising nerves at Mistral’s accusing gazing.

He’d dare not try to copy Wayne’s wise social display, there’s no way the pundit elemental wouldn’t have noticed someone trying to mimic him. Unaware of the feed-back loop such an act would have caused, and inspired by the other Bathroom Bois, Omen King vowed to become a better conversationalist for what must have been the fifth time in his school life. “You took a dive into his fishbowl?” The unhallowed heaven that was Omen King’s voice pealed out, laced with laughter, “That sounds exciting, your many escapades never cease to amaze!”

He listened devotedly to Mistral’s tale, making sure his mind didn’t wander away from the porcelain creature’s words. Age of Weakness nodded his strange head from time to time, proud of himself for being able to keep up with the flow of the conversation, though he may not have understood all of what Mistral had said. “What a keen observation, I do think that Nevore could! Wayne has great merit in being reliable, I am sure such traits are important in the design industry. Consistency is important in growth is it not? Perhaps your heart rests in helping others.” The entity’s steady gait had not changed until that moment, stopping with an almost alien suddenness, tarrying outside the classroom with the others in order to listen to Nevore’s story.

“How suiting that the life blood of most everything on Earth brought us all together! It is a wonderful twist of fate, I first encountered Mistral in the school’s restroom, had I not met him it is quite possible that I would never have met either of you! I must say that I am grateful for it.”, the dazzling form laughed happily, venturing into the classroom a ways, intent on learning why Nevore was giving Omen King a chance, but also being very interested in the classroom’s fluorescent light fixtures, they seemed to almost hum with their effusion of light, he got distracted by their muted and electric sound, gazing up at them with great interest as he made his way to the back of the room, so much so that he forgot to duck in the doorway, almost hitting his shimmering noggin on the thing. Once inside, the being set about finding a place where he wouldn’t block the view of other students, looking back to check on where his friends were, not wanting to stray too far.

Age of Weakness noted, based on Nevore’s inflection, that he shouldn’t call people tools, though he had no idea why! Omen King was a tool of blessed devastation after all! Perhaps it was just rude to say so? “Your goal to change the world in a positive way by doing what you love is a wonderful one! My soul sings in time with your words my friend, your intent is pure and driven, to be a part of it fills me with unbridled delight! I agree that such purpose should never be taken lightly.”, The being, with some effort, managed to stand upon the chair he’d selected, stepping up and down on it as if to make himself at home. He examined the faces of all he saw in the room, excited to learn amongst these bright minds! He looked towards his cronies, clearly in a chipper disposition, "Oh, isn't it exhilarating to be here?" he said in a quite, peaceful, way, it was more of a statement than a question.​

 

[Deathpelt]

Savva Wolfe​

Savva was about ready to hoof it to the gym when suddenly a voice seemed to pierce the nearly sterile morning air. "Morning!" The person had said, and Savva quickly whipped around to see who the voice's owner was, nearly stumbling on her legs. Pushing her hair out of her face she was confronted with a young boy with frosty white hair. Her first guess was that he was a neko, but she also counted Kitsune just in case. Her ears gave a reflective back headed tilt, no one just says "morning" without another word to follow it, and guess what, Savva was right.

"I uh, kinda-" He'd pause, "Uh, hi. Sorry, just, nerves and all, gonna cause me to ramble, but uh, do you know what the time is?" The boy said nervously, scratching his head."And uh, when the first class is?"That caused Savva's mood to lighten a bit, he seemed to be alright, not a prankster, she was sure. Pawing at the ground with her hooves, she contemplated the right answer for the boy's questions, as he pulled out a map.

"Oh, well Hi. And I don't know what time it currently is, but I heard the bell ring so its probably first class right now. Also, do you know what house or class your in for first period?" She asked inquisitively at the cat eared boy, it would be easier to find out what class he was supposed to go to if she knew his house. Ah well, looks like the gym will have to wait.

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