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(no I knew that.... But march as a character doesn't like people. He doesn't like ANYONE. The only reason anyone talks to him is to tease him... so you could have done something with that. especially if your character knew him in the past))
 
(Sorry. One sec. I have an idea.)


Skylar stopped and ran back into March's room. "You know what?! My dad was your friend. I know my mom is the one who found you selling weapons, but don't hate me because of her! And the nickname? Deal with it March!" Skylar glared at him.
 
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((Skylar... that is the exact opposite of what I told you about.... March HATES EVERYONE. He would never have given someone a nickname unless it was an insult. and what secret? What backstory are you giving my character without me knowing? I tried to roll with it but.... it's getting a little out of hand....))
 
(Didn't he get caught selling weapons to villain? I'll delete it if I'm wrong.) 
(I fixed it, sorry again. Please don't hate me.)
 
((ok that's a better response. and yes he did get caught selling his inventions to villains. but as a general rule he doesn't sell weapons... He sells things that can withstand superpowers. Sometimes people use them as weapons but That was never his intended purpose. one example is he found a way to temper metal so it can withstand super human strength.))
 
(Skylar, this really is getting bad. You've done this more than a few times, and you hardly contribute more than a sentence or two with most of your posts. I get that you want to do your own thing with your character but this isn't your RP, this is Kat's. Our characters are there, we define what they do in that world, and sometimes we'll get the chance to push the world in one direction or the other, but this isn't our RP. Your character and her emotions, life, backstory, reactions, etc are all up for you to decide, but unless you have multiple characters under your control or have been given express permission from the OP, you control little more than that character.


I made Nialla with certain questions unanswered on purpose, so if I ever had the permission and opportunity, I'm going to try answering those questions with the help of other players. That's what we do, we create a character with enough mystery to be interesting and fit in with the universe.))
 
(Skylar... I just didn't want you creating a backstory with my character that I didn't agree with and that didn't go with his personality. I'm not going to recreate my character or make an exception when we never discussed it. It's roleplay edict to be mindful of the other players and not just think of your own character's wants and what you want... you need to think about them and give them some room to do their thing too. You shouldn't force them into your thinking. I was just trying to tell you that.)
 
(I need to finish an essay and go to bed, if anyone posts anything related to Nialla I promise to get to it whenever in the middle of the night I wake up or when I 'actually' wake up in the morning)
 
Min gave a little laugh stranger danger how old is this woman. Min smiles and raises her hand "Stranger Danger... what about the strangers that lurk around in your head, whispers of the past, the dark emotions that come to the surface and make you question and loose yourself." Min looks at Lexi for a moment and then turns back to the teacher. A lot can be said in a glance and in this one Min portrayed three words I see you.
 
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((Sorry guys. Company meeting this week. I'm down in some conference area and staying at a hotel. On the bright side I can get on really late at night and then in the morning. Meeting ends Wednesday afternoon.


I also apologize if i have suuuuper short posts if I do post during the day. I'm just trying to respond so you guys can continue. Also...if you ever see someone holding a lantern....it's pretty scary. Especially in a grave yard....so i have to thank Katerang for that experience))


Clara turner sat on her desk. Her long skirt looked ruffled and out of place, placing both of her hands to smooth out the wrinkles. She pressed down hard as some students snickered and laughed. Every year since she was a student at this school herself. She was a freshman the year it was built, they had laughed....they had snickered at her warnings of the Lantern Man.


Mr. Elastic had even ended their relationship because he thought she was too much of a loon to handle...thinking Lantern Man was a piece of crack pot shit.


Every year she warned. Peers...students...the snickering continued. She frowned, her bottom lip just twitching slightly. "I was a student. I went to the guidance councelor. The student that dissapeared was only gone for a few hours then when he returned called me crazy." Every time she did see something, she did say something.


The lantern man...whoever he was...probably laughed at her pathetic attempts to stop him. But she would still try. She pressed further on her cloth, pressing hard as she watched them snicker and laugh.


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Lexi didn't flinch when Min stared back at her. She just stared at her friend warilly and on guard. There was almost a smile in Min's eyes, turning back and giving her acknowledgement. That meant when class was over and she pulled Min....it would be an interesting conversation. She leaned back in her seat.


What could make someone grow atleast a feet and almost double the length of their hair. Min was also behaving crueler to Ms. Turner than she did the other day. Yesterday there was a bashfulness and shyness in her behavior...today it was cocky arrogance, and it wreaked out of Min's pores. When Tara got back with information of that necklace....she'd need more.


She'd need to take it to Professor March. Who God only knew what she'd have to do to ammend for what she did to the teacher let alone get him to do her a favor.


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Leaning back in his seat, there seemed to be some sort of commotion with Skylar and Mr. March. Aidan turned to where he had heard a seat plop after Kriss had shouted his name.


Please let it be her and not some awkward understanding afterwards.


"Everything alright with your friend?" he asked....trying to put together ANYTHING that made sense just to have a conversation with her.
 
((So i woke up at midnight, as per usual... Yay.))


"You're still not explaining the fact that students can have the ability to teleport or walk through walls." Nialla said over the laughter, still unconvinced. "I understand your conviction, trust me I do, but there are too many things to look out for, too many variables for this to be a convincing enough theory." It took everything she had not to use her powers to shut everyone up. Her intent was never to embarrass anyone, but her questions needed answering. Not wanting to hurt this woman any longer, she passed her a look. Another time?


 
Forcing a wide smile, Clara Turner pressed both her hands at the end of her desk and pushed down to push her body off. "Time to pass up your Horoscope homework! Let's see how well you all did." Change of subject. At least she could sleep well tonight that she warned them. That they would be on their guards. That maybe just maybe she convinced at least one his existence was real and to be in fear.


Not that her class unintentionally just convinced everyone to try and find him and get in on what goodies he had to offer.....no....that's not possible at all.


Arnold, still searching for mangos on Tara turned to the new student. He outstretched his wing and touched her shoulder as if he was patting it sympathetically. Patting it to say 'I live with her. I'm sorry for your frustration I understand.' Very very smart bird if that was the intention. But you never know, a phoenix was magical and probably very intelligent.


((I won't be on until...no clue. Probably late. Maybe i'll get to peak at this at lunch prob not or after dinner. I give onto Katerang my characters if you need to move forward. NExt class is the Dubois twins....but I need to harrass my friend to get back on here))
 
Min sighed and scribbled some pretty true tidbits on her page about her horoscope. She wrote about how today she would decapitate the next annoying fool who dared bother her. Then later have some spaghetti at lunch. She included gruesome deatails of murders that will probably never happen and how she will destroy the world with ancient powers. She ended the paper with Happy Hunting Scorpio!! ans quickly handed it into the teacher. I hope the psycho enjoys my future. Min leans back in her seat and waits for the bell to ring and to think my parents dared to change me to a pathetic Capricorn.

(I wanna say this now I do not have anything against Scorpios they are totally cool in my book)


Scorpio's Black Horoscope


Intense, obsessed, sadistic and brooding with criminal tendencies, yes, you're the bad boy of the zodiac. You have no time for the weak, even as a blood sport. Your favourite hobby is analysing and dissecting, usually for hours on end. Why did she say that to me, what is he really up to? You would love to get inside people's heads and know what's going on, even if it meant taking a sledgehammer to their brain.



In your darker fantasies you rule the world and everyone cowers before you. You are intensely sexual and your lust won't let you rest. There's always something or someone you want - and you'll stop at nothing to get them.



There is little that could be added to your bad reputation. However, I believe it's interesting to twist the knife still deeper. You are a sly, inquisitive and aggressive person. Strangely enough, you remind of scorpions (no pun intended!), but also of sewer rats, perverse, petty and frightening. You revel in other people's sufferings, so please don't purport that it is because you want to help them transcend their ordeals and know themselves better, because we know very well that your evil and cunning nature enjoys attracting attention and stirring up ill-feeling. You are believed to have an intense sexual energy. However, it has more to do with a regrettable tendency to release your impulses, since you are unable to control them. You also cultivate a high opinion of yourself, and to make yourself interesting, you play the mysterious and rebellious personage. Nevertheless, it is obvious that you feel unloved, which drives you almost paranoid. You see evil everywhere, and to protect yourself against it, like a spider setting its cobwebs, you keep on manipulating everyone in your entourage. Until you get what you want and leave their dry husks alone to wither and die.



You will soon gain the power you need and rid this world of the evil that covers this revolting world, with the help of a ancient and evil source
. Happy hunting!!
 
Tara paled... She was suppose to do homework. thinking about it for a second she decided to only write down what she had dreamed about last night... it was really weird and had a lot of purple... That use to be a good thing, it meant she had a lot of time, but after the Min thing where that dream had been purple but it came that very day... she had begun questioning her powers and wondering if they were you of whack. Quickly getting out a paper, and the mangos for Arnold so he would stop bugging her for them, she wrote down the strange purple dream.


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"Shut up Wrecking ball! No flirting in my class!" That freaking girl just left his freaking class and it was all leaving a bad taste in his mouth.... then again that could also be from the hormones pouring in buckets off of the blind kid.


"CLASS. I DON"T LIKE YOU SO FOR THIS PERIOD YOU CAN DO WHATEVER THE EFF YOU WANT AS LONG AS I DON'T HAVE TO SEE YOUR STUPID SMILING FACES!" he winced then muttered, "I hate smiling." he wheeled his way to the back of the class continually muttering about hating glass, students, and Mr. Elastic because he was sure this was all his fault somehow.
 
With her attention finally away from understanding this 'Lantern Man' Nialla looked to Tara. "Sorry I ignored you, sometimes I get really passionate about finding things like this out, it's a problem of mine. But anyway , he acts like the cutest little puppy when talking about-" Nialla stopped when she felt pure... Warmth. It was like her entire body was filled with this warmth, from head to toe.


She turned to find that the source was, of anything, a beautiful Phoenix. It looked magnificent, a level of pure power and grace inside the shell of complete beauty. All she wanted to do was keep that warmth around her forever.
 
Aidan grew pale as it seemed his jaw might have hit the floor, or could have hit the floor at this point. "How...how did you know?" he asked. Inside he felt like cursing. He was not suave...or anything and was caught red handed trying to talk to a girl he did want to get to know more.


Without touching....because that was a complete invasion on her private thoughts. He wanted to get to know her how normal people do....by spending time.


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Mangoes.


The most delicious treat in the world.


Arnold was quite the intelligent bird. Magical in his own right and by birth a rare majestic creature, he was a marvel to look at. Clara had been approached by many a breeder over the years to breed with her male phoenix just on the pure fact of his beauty. To think she had found his egg by accident in her travels of collecting trinkets and odd little objects.


Clara walked around collecting the assignments. Not lexi's because since she was citizen's class was actually taking astrology instead of astronomy. She would have different homework assignments. As she did she told the class that they would have to do another horoscope for tomorrow.


Arnold tilted his head as the little youngin looked at him with round eyes of wonder. Leaning forward he took in a smell. No mangoes. Needed to have mangoes. He did sympathize with what she was trying to get out of Clara. But for now he rubbed his head against Tara's neck eating those mangos.


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The bell had rung. The moment it did, Lexi blipped infront of Min. A wide smile on her face. "Sooooooooo let's talk."


About how you're taller...and the fact that you are acting weird.
 
Min grabbed her backpack and sighed she got up and looked at Lexi "what about, Lexi?" Min's tone was partly interested, but mostly detached. Min didn't wait for a reply she just kept walking out of class and into the hallway.
 
Tara saw Nailla's face light up when Arnold touched her. She sighed. "He likes mangoes," She said handing over what was left in her little plastic bag to the girl. "He will come to you if you give him some of these. Try to keep him on your arm or your shoulder, if he goes on your head he will feel dominance over you... but he is a very obstinate bird so he will probably go to your head anyway." She ran her fingers down his back tenderly. " But hey if you can disract him, that would be great... otherwise he will follow me around all day... But i gotta find a blind kid to fool my best friend."


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Most of March's class had left when he told them too but Kriss made Aidan stay in the class with her for the rest of the period just to piss March off.
 
Leo handed in his horoscope as well. It described in great detail how nothing was going to be out of his system today. Everything would be just the same and boring as ever. He wanted to find out more about this "Lantern Man", but didn't want everyone else thinking he was a total psyco like the teacher. Maybe he would just talk to her privately later.
 
Lexi blippex in front of min when she was in the hall. She took her arm and as gently as lexi could she had min against the lockers.


"I don't know....maybe about that shard freakout where you almost killed skylar. Its like you don't remember that happenning. Or that you were inmadsive pain. Howd you grow an entire foot or more in height and hair?" She asked. The smile was forced as her grey eywa demanded answers. "That's a reasonable what about for anyone don't you thibk?"


Aidan stayed and was relieved when the bell rang. When he got up he had triped knocked over three desks as he landed on his face.
 
Not knowing what to say after the 'blind kid' comment, Nialla thanked Tara and left the room, not paying attention to where she was walking as she attempted to simultaneously speed walk and pull her schedule out of her bag.


Nialla stopped, her ears perking up, when she heard "...killed Skylar. It's like you don't remember that happening..." She turned to the two of them, focusing on remembering them. It wasn't hard, one looked strikingly like Ren, and the other had very noticeable red hair.


When I see one alone I'm getting answers. That was her goal. Though, for the moment, her most important goal was to get to her next class on time. Those two could wait.
 

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