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Unyan Daimonia
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Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Saleon wrote: "You will cook for me..." Unyan said, thinking of her food, " something delicious!" She paused, thinking of her answer. "well, that's not very specific," she mumbled, she scuffed her feet while looking awkwardly at the ground, trying to figure out what would suffice. She then decided for something different, "make me... give me the chef's special! Your signature dish!"

She looked at his eyes, trying to see his fire, his tenacity, his vision. She had little clue what goes on in his head, but she knew he'd think of something to impress! ... or at least try to. She was immensely hungry, so anything he had would fill her up. She just knew his mind would cook up something that she would love. Kinda like him.


Coilin McAengus

"Alright then! Boiled ship intestine with sheep brains stuffed inside coming right up!" Coilin announced, seemingly serious as he started making himself busy around the kitchen. After a moment, he looked back at Unyan. "I'm joking... I'll make pizza. Since you seem to be so hungry, you get your own pie."

With that, he started up the oven, got fresh pepperoni and mozzarella, and then started kneading and pulling dough.
"I've never had boiled intestine with sheep brains, I dunno if that is any good," she mumbled to herself, curiously. She thought of what it would look like. How would she eat it? Would it be in a bowl or a plate? Would it taste good? She really assumed Coilin would make something that tasted good, but the prospect of intestine was an odd one... It would be good.... right?

So coiling did pizza instead. Her eyes glittered at the sight of him making bread. She liked watching him knead bread. Watch his arms smash into the dough with intensity. She just liked watching.
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Postby Taigawa » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:20 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Taigawa wrote:"Is that so?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips. "Wanna shake on that one to seal that bet? I bet I will eventually." She then laughed at him.


Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

"It's absolutely true!" Sani announced, smiling at her and then taking her hand to shake it. "You want to know how I know?"

He then leaned forward and kissed Neytiri on the lips for an almost absurd amount of time. "Because you'll be too busy kissing me to do anything..." he whispered in her ear before kissing her again.

"Rule one my little lover....never underestimate a predator." As they shook hands, Neytiri prepared a bolt in her other hand....enough to give a jolt no worse then a mild shock. She then smashed this into his hand so he would get zapped by her....again.
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:26 pm

Saleon wrote:
Unyan Daimonia
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12:00 AM, Free and, well, free from prison.
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:

Coilin McAengus

"Alright then! Boiled ship intestine with sheep brains stuffed inside coming right up!" Coilin announced, seemingly serious as he started making himself busy around the kitchen. After a moment, he looked back at Unyan. "I'm joking... I'll make pizza. Since you seem to be so hungry, you get your own pie."

With that, he started up the oven, got fresh pepperoni and mozzarella, and then started kneading and pulling dough.
"I've never had boiled intestine with sheep brains, I dunno if that is any good," she mumbled to herself, curiously. She thought of what it would look like. How would she eat it? Would it be in a bowl or a plate? Would it taste good? She really assumed Coilin would make something that tasted good, but the prospect of intestine was an odd one... It would be good.... right?

So coiling did pizza instead. Her eyes glittered at the sight of him making bread. She liked watching him knead bread. Watch his arms smash into the dough with intensity. She just liked watching.


Coilin McAengus

Coilin looked over at Unyan and rolled his eyes. "Having fun, Miss Daimonia?" he asked, sticking his tongue out at her as he started twirling the dough in the air. "You seem to be, from the look in your eyes."

He put the bread on the plate with some water on it to keep it from drying out. He then started to chop tomatoes and other fresh ingredients to make into pizza sauce and indeed the toppings for it in the first place. "Do you like pepperoni on your pizza, Un? Or should I put a few more things on it?"

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Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

"It's absolutely true!" Sani announced, smiling at her and then taking her hand to shake it. "You want to know how I know?"

He then leaned forward and kissed Neytiri on the lips for an almost absurd amount of time. "Because you'll be too busy kissing me to do anything..." he whispered in her ear before kissing her again.

"Rule one my little lover....never underestimate a predator." As they shook hands, Neytiri prepared a bolt in her other hand....enough to give a jolt no worse then a mild shock. She then smashed this into his hand so he would get zapped by her....again.


Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

You see, electricity has this interesting habit of, when conducting through something touching another conductor, jumping from one thing to another and spreading out the voltage between the two. So, while Sani certainly got shocked, it just wasn't as intense as Neytiri intended it to be. Oh, and of course, the electricity jumped from Sani to Neytiri from the contact of their lips...
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Postby Taigawa » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:32 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles";p="29694692][quote="Taigawa wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

"It's absolutely true!" Sani announced, smiling at her and then taking her hand to shake it. "You want to know how I know?"

He then leaned forward and kissed Neytiri on the lips for an almost absurd amount of time. "Because you'll be too busy kissing me to do anything..." he whispered in her ear before kissing her again.

"Rule one my little lover....never underestimate a predator." As they shook hands, Neytiri prepared a bolt in her other hand....enough to give a jolt no worse then a mild shock. She then smashed this into his hand so he would get zapped by her....again.


Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

You see, electricity has this interesting habit of, when conducting through something touching another conductor, jumping from one thing to another and spreading out the voltage between the two. So, while Sani certainly got shocked, it just wasn't as intense as Neytiri intended it to be. Oh, and of course, the electricity jumped from Sani to Neytiri from the contact of their lips...[/quote]
She hissed at him before letting her head fall in defeat as it was clear her prank had failed. "Damn..."
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:35 pm

Taigawa wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:


Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

You see, electricity has this interesting habit of, when conducting through something touching another conductor, jumping from one thing to another and spreading out the voltage between the two. So, while Sani certainly got shocked, it just wasn't as intense as Neytiri intended it to be. Oh, and of course, the electricity jumped from Sani to Neytiri from the contact of their lips...

She hissed at him before letting her head fall in defeat as it was clear her prank had failed. "Damn..."


Sani smiled at her and lifted her head up by the chin lightly. "It's okay, Neytiri... there's next time..." he said, tilting his head. "You almost got me that time too!"

He leaned forward and kissed her again before standing up and looking down at her. "I'm gonna go get a shower... wanna come with me?"
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Postby Patrick OConner » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:39 pm

Stattr wrote:
Patrick OConner wrote:
Patrick nods and smiles brighter
"Yeah I finished design of the Mighty Milly Mark 1. I worked out some of the design flaws and got them into limited production. And I got one for you complete with some special bullets. And then there is the magic stuff I have bee tinkering with. But the final present for you, is something only you could use. I made it out of a GAU-8 Avenger 30 mm rotary cannon. You know the one that they built a plan around. I think you will like it."

She sits up as she talks, her mouth open. "I'm gonna have some funnnnnn!!!" She giggles and claps her hands together and slides down next to patrick and hugs him gently. "Thank you patrick!!! I'm glad you appreciate my love for guns and cannons. What special rounds are their gonna be?"


Patrick smiles even braoder now seeing that she is so happy/
"Yeah both of them are out infront in the shop I built for myself. You know when they made me fix the front lawn. I added some stuff. We can go see it after breakfast. also you can check out my latest magical experemint. I think you wight like it."
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Postby Taigawa » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:48 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Taigawa wrote:She hissed at him before letting her head fall in defeat as it was clear her prank had failed. "Damn..."


Sani smiled at her and lifted her head up by the chin lightly. "It's okay, Neytiri... there's next time..." he said, tilting his head. "You almost got me that time too!"

He leaned forward and kissed her again before standing up and looking down at her. "I'm gonna go get a shower... wanna come with me?"

"Yeah, my fur has'nt had a civilized grooming in over a year. I'm surprised it is'nt a matted mess. But you will see....everything. Well you already did once, but you get it. Hopefully I don't lose a bunch of fur."
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Postby Stattr » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:48 pm

Patrick OConner wrote:
Stattr wrote:She sits up as she talks, her mouth open. "I'm gonna have some funnnnnn!!!" She giggles and claps her hands together and slides down next to patrick and hugs him gently. "Thank you patrick!!! I'm glad you appreciate my love for guns and cannons. What special rounds are their gonna be?"


Patrick smiles even braoder now seeing that she is so happy/
"Yeah both of them are out infront in the shop I built for myself. You know when they made me fix the front lawn. I added some stuff. We can go see it after breakfast. also you can check out my latest magical experemint. I think you wight like it."

She claps her hands and giggles happily. "Thank you!!!" She kisses his cheek and sits back on top of the table and lays down on it again, humming and tapping her fingers on the table itself.

Alucard just stood watching the two and muttered something about love and left the cafeteria to go about some business he had. Like maybe getting papers and stuff.
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Matthew 'Mad' Hatter

"Oh, they should be in my clearing! It's just up ahead. The table's always set, and ready for parties, because we have them everyday! Oh! And you'll like Dory, he's cute like you but not as much..." Hatter explained, taking her hand gently and pulling her through the growth and forest. He seemed to skip along through the shadows, as if being here gave him some sort of powers similar to Filia's. He seemed to be a deer in a forest without predators... or perhaps the only true predator in the entire forest.

"Marchy! Dory!" Hatter yelled, running into a clearing that had bubbles and plates and the sounds of merrymaking coming from it.

Filia est Umbra

Filia smiled as she followed Hatter to his clearing. She did her best to keep up, but she smiled upon her arrival. There outside, sitting at table was both March Rabbit and Doormouse. Filia made a cute squee noise upon seeing them and smiled broadly. "H-hello, you m-must be M-marchy and D-dory!" she spoke happily, greeting them with a curtsey, "M-my name's F-filia. I'm H-hatter's girlfriend a-and fellow s-schoolmate."
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Aug 22, 2016 6:56 pm

Taigawa wrote:
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Sani smiled at her and lifted her head up by the chin lightly. "It's okay, Neytiri... there's next time..." he said, tilting his head. "You almost got me that time too!"

He leaned forward and kissed her again before standing up and looking down at her. "I'm gonna go get a shower... wanna come with me?"

"Yeah, my fur has'nt had a civilized grooming in over a year. I'm surprised it is'nt a matted mess. But you will see....everything. Well you already did once, but you get it. Hopefully I don't lose a bunch of fur."

Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

Sani picked her up off the ground, smiling as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her again. "Mm'hmm... Don't worry, Neytiri, I'll make sure to give you a proper grooming... without any major hair loss, as well." he said, before pulling away and moving toward the bathroom. "Come on then!"

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Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Matthew 'Mad' Hatter

"Oh, they should be in my clearing! It's just up ahead. The table's always set, and ready for parties, because we have them everyday! Oh! And you'll like Dory, he's cute like you but not as much..." Hatter explained, taking her hand gently and pulling her through the growth and forest. He seemed to skip along through the shadows, as if being here gave him some sort of powers similar to Filia's. He seemed to be a deer in a forest without predators... or perhaps the only true predator in the entire forest.

"Marchy! Dory!" Hatter yelled, running into a clearing that had bubbles and plates and the sounds of merrymaking coming from it.

Filia est Umbra

Filia smiled as she followed Hatter to his clearing. She did her best to keep up, but she smiled upon her arrival. There outside, sitting at table was both March Rabbit and Doormouse. Filia made a cute squee noise upon seeing them and smiled broadly. "H-hello, you m-must be M-marchy and D-dory!" she spoke happily, greeting them with a curtsey, "M-my name's F-filia. I'm H-hatter's girlfriend a-and fellow s-schoolmate."

Matthew 'Mad' Hatter

A raggedy haired and thin rabbit looked up at her from the tea cup he had been staring at intently. It would seem that the tea was gone and Marchy had not yet been able to figure out why. When Filia walked in, though, he jumped up and clapped his hands. "Visitors!" he yelled, dancing a little on his chair before clapping again. "Make another place, make another place! Hurry hurry hurry!"

Plates and chairs and silverware and other assorted eating utensils and helpers started moving of their own accord, landing in a place next to Hatter as he started shaking Marchy's hand up and down enthusiastically. "Marchy! It's so good to see you again!" Hatter said, the hat on his head bouncing with each pump of the arm. "And where's Dory?"

"Oh, where he usually is, of course, of course!" Marchy said, looking down at an overturned tea cup. Dormouse, a small purple, anthropomorphic mouse slowly climbed out of it and hiccups. "Hel*Hiccup*lo..."
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"Among my most prized possessions are words that I have never spoken" - Orson Scott Card

"There are no happy endings, because nothing ever ends." - Schmendrick the Magician

"I never submitted the whole system of my opinions to the creed of any party of men whatever in religion, in philosophy, in politics, or in anything else where I was capable of thinking for myself. Such an addiction is the last degradation of a free and moral agent." - Thomas Jefferson

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Postby Saleon » Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:04 pm

Unyan Daimonia
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Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Saleon wrote:"I've never had boiled intestine with sheep brains, I dunno if that is any good," she mumbled to herself, curiously. She thought of what it would look like. How would she eat it? Would it be in a bowl or a plate? Would it taste good? She really assumed Coilin would make something that tasted good, but the prospect of intestine was an odd one... It would be good.... right?

So coiling did pizza instead. Her eyes glittered at the sight of him making bread. She liked watching him knead bread. Watch his arms smash into the dough with intensity. She just liked watching.


Coilin McAengus

Coilin looked over at Unyan and rolled his eyes. "Having fun, Miss Daimonia?" he asked, sticking his tongue out at her as he started twirling the dough in the air. "You seem to be, from the look in your eyes."

He put the bread on the plate with some water on it to keep it from drying out. He then started to chop tomatoes and other fresh ingredients to make into pizza sauce and indeed the toppings for it in the first place. "Do you like pepperoni on your pizza, Un? Or should I put a few more things on it?"
"Unyan pondered the question. Choices and decisions. It seemed to be quite a stocked fridge, so there were many options to pick. She dreamed up a mighty number of concoctions that it nearly made her head spin. Each option danced around her head, prancing around and each one saying, "pick me! Pick me!" Most knew they would not be chosen, but it was a test of willpower and resolve. It took a stubborn pizza to beat out the competition.

So unyan picked a choice, an odd choice: "add in sun dried tomatoes, pepperoni, and an extra helping of pizza sauce on top, straddling the cheese!" She missed out on a red cheese, bit it probably wouldn't be a good cheese for pizza anyway. She wanted the perfect pizza.
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:10 pm

Saleon wrote:
Unyan Daimonia
Conqueror in Training

12:00 AM, Free and, well, free from prison.
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
Coilin McAengus

Coilin looked over at Unyan and rolled his eyes. "Having fun, Miss Daimonia?" he asked, sticking his tongue out at her as he started twirling the dough in the air. "You seem to be, from the look in your eyes."

He put the bread on the plate with some water on it to keep it from drying out. He then started to chop tomatoes and other fresh ingredients to make into pizza sauce and indeed the toppings for it in the first place. "Do you like pepperoni on your pizza, Un? Or should I put a few more things on it?"
"Unyan pondered the question. Choices and decisions. It seemed to be quite a stocked fridge, so there were many options to pick. She dreamed up a mighty number of concoctions that it nearly made her head spin. Each option danced around her head, prancing around and each one saying, "pick me! Pick me!" Most knew they would not be chosen, but it was a test of willpower and resolve. It took a stubborn pizza to beat out the competition.

So unyan picked a choice, an odd choice: "add in sun dried tomatoes, pepperoni, and an extra helping of pizza sauce on top, straddling the cheese!" She missed out on a red cheese, bit it probably wouldn't be a good cheese for pizza anyway. She wanted the perfect pizza.


"That's a very interesting pizza, Miss Daimonia..." Coilin said, pulling out the ingredients. "Of course, it's for a very interesting person, so it makes sense, but it's interesting all the same."

He quickly started the sauce on the pan, before started to chop up the mozzarella into strands to put on the pizza. He also started chopping the stick of pepperoni into slices.
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Postby The Flutterlands » Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:17 pm

Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:Matthew 'Mad' Hatter

A raggedy haired and thin rabbit looked up at her from the tea cup he had been staring at intently. It would seem that the tea was gone and Marchy had not yet been able to figure out why. When Filia walked in, though, he jumped up and clapped his hands. "Visitors!" he yelled, dancing a little on his chair before clapping again. "Make another place, make another place! Hurry hurry hurry!"

Plates and chairs and silverware and other assorted eating utensils and helpers started moving of their own accord, landing in a place next to Hatter as he started shaking Marchy's hand up and down enthusiastically. "Marchy! It's so good to see you again!" Hatter said, the hat on his head bouncing with each pump of the arm. "And where's Dory?"

"Oh, where he usually is, of course, of course!" Marchy said, looking down at an overturned tea cup. Dormouse, a small purple, anthropomorphic mouse slowly climbed out of it and hiccups. "Hel*Hiccup*lo..."

Filia est Umbra

Filia squeed again upon seeing Dory after being ushered into a seat by Marchy. She smiled broadly, but also sleepily. "H-hello, Dory. M-my gosh a-are you c-cute." Filia spoke calmly and softly, before looking up at Marchy, "I-it's so v-very nice t-to meet y-you. I d-didn't actually k-know that L-lewis Carroll's b-books were a-actually true. I-it's wonderful t-to know t-that they a-are now. Mister H-hatter had i-invited me t-to live a-among you o-once we're o-old enough t-to leave t-the Academy."


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Nightsjade would find himself unable to defuse the bombs in time. Thus, seeing no other option, he choose to make a break for it while he stood could. The dark sorcerer swiftly flew to the elevator and quickly took it to escape the 'enemy' base and return to the Academy unharmed.

Meanwhile, Bounty knew that there weren't much time. Without saying a word, he placed both his hooves on Cesar and Ichiru. In an instant, the three of them vanished in a blue flash, just before the explosives ignitited, killing off any of those unfortunate to stay behind and fossilizing them. Luckily, Bounty and Co made it out alive, reappearing in the halls of the Academy. "Ugh." groaned Bounty, tiredly, "Thank Celestia that's over."
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Postby Patrick OConner » Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:19 pm

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Patrick smiles even braoder now seeing that she is so happy/
"Yeah both of them are out infront in the shop I built for myself. You know when they made me fix the front lawn. I added some stuff. We can go see it after breakfast. also you can check out my latest magical experemint. I think you wight like it."

She claps her hands and giggles happily. "Thank you!!!" She kisses his cheek and sits back on top of the table and lays down on it again, humming and tapping her fingers on the table itself.

Alucard just stood watching the two and muttered something about love and left the cafeteria to go about some business he had. Like maybe getting papers and stuff.


Patrick finishes eating and quitely puts away the tray and mug before grabbing Seras and heading out. They quickly exit the building and appraoch a large metal shed. Patrick appraochs the front door and rapidly enters a code on a key pad. The door clicks open and Patrick leads sears inside. It is rather dark until he flips a swich and the place lights up and to reveal several large objects covers in sheets. Patrick walks over and rips the sheet off of one of them to reveal a massive 7 barrel Gatling cannon with massive braces and straps and hand holds to grip the weapon. A large barrel looking ammo can connects to it with a flexible metal chute for the ammo.
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Postby Arstotzkas » Mon Aug 22, 2016 7:38 pm

December 23rd, Saturday morning

Oliver trudges through the thick snow, wearing an oversized coat and jacket. It had been two months since the kidnapping incident and things had certainly been chaotic since then. The Shadow Council had immediately disavowed Warren's actions, claiming that his advanced age and unstable mind must have clouded his judgement in kidnapping the students. They had a new principal, Principal Victoria. She seemed rather alright, a little odd for sure but anyone was better than Warren for sure. The school now seemed a little bit more scuffed up before, there were scratches and scorch marks on the walls from the battles between the students and the guards. It didn't feel the same as the bright, fresh, and shiny school from not so long ago.

His thoughts quickly wander from the past to the present. It was Christmas time of course, and the Academy celebrated it with style. Mistletoe hung from doorways wherever he went, holiday lights were hastily strung up throughout the school, and the general atmosphere seemed to be quite jolly to say the least. No Christmas break though, which was certainly unfortunate. The weather however had not been so merry, the howling wind often seeped into classrooms and gyms, with snow pililng up nearly everywhere Oliver could see. It was at this time that he realized he had accidentally locked himself out of the boys dorm and hastily goes to find a window to scramble through.


Jen

Jen wakes up with a start, crashing out of bed in a loud thud. Looking around, she noticed Sin was gone already. She groans and opens the window. More snow of course. It was fun the first few inches but there came a point where it started becoming more of an inconvenience than a joy. Jen looks outside and sees a few kids already throwing snowballs at each other. Given how everybody here could probably kill a dozen people on their own, this was bound to end poorly. She decides to get out of bed, still half dressed and walk around the girl's dorm aimlessly. It was a Saturday morning after all, not like there were classes to attend or skip in Jen's case. Perhaps she might even meet some new friends, Sin was fun and all but even she could get boring after a while.
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Saleon wrote:"Unyan pondered the question. Choices and decisions. It seemed to be quite a stocked fridge, so there were many options to pick. She dreamed up a mighty number of concoctions that it nearly made her head spin. Each option danced around her head, prancing around and each one saying, "pick me! Pick me!" Most knew they would not be chosen, but it was a test of willpower and resolve. It took a stubborn pizza to beat out the competition.

So unyan picked a choice, an odd choice: "add in sun dried tomatoes, pepperoni, and an extra helping of pizza sauce on top, straddling the cheese!" She missed out on a red cheese, bit it probably wouldn't be a good cheese for pizza anyway. She wanted the perfect pizza.


"That's a very interesting pizza, Miss Daimonia..." Coilin said, pulling out the ingredients. "Of course, it's for a very interesting person, so it makes sense, but it's interesting all the same."

He quickly started the sauce on the pan, before started to chop up the mozzarella into strands to put on the pizza. He also started chopping the stick of pepperoni into slices.
"I make sure to make interesting foods all the time!" she rebutted, "or the maids do." Her heart glued itself to the side of the counter as it watched the contents slowly become what she could only describe as a great pizza. She was a little impatient, in fact, for her content little heart to eat it's contents.

"Is it ready for the oven yet!" she said, " Did you make enough for both of us! I wanna eat it, and have you eat it right beside me, 'Lin!" She looked up at Coilin, hoping for him to like her pizza just as much as she would. It was more her excitement than actually eating it. What is a lovestruck girl to want than to see the object of her affection just as happy as her?
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Wearing a long white wool coat, fluffy black pants, red mittens, and a red hat, Felicia trudged into the snow. She shivered, and then smiled. Snow was falling on the ground, and fluffy white rabbits hop by. Her mind wandered to the past, at the kidnapping incident. It was all set up by the principal, as a TEST. How could he? She was almost glad she was dead. and it was bloody--stepping through the bodies, walls stained with blood--horrible, and she lost Liberty, her Eagle, practically her brother. Felicia was glad that Liberty came back. She would go in a psychotic breakdown FOREVER if he left. Trying to forget those memories, she decided to make a snow fort and some snowballs. She waved to the student walking nearby--Oliver, she recalled--and smiled.

"Hello there! Would you like to have a snowball fight with me? I'm making a fort~! Maybe you could bring some friends!"
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A raggedy haired and thin rabbit looked up at her from the tea cup he had been staring at intently. It would seem that the tea was gone and Marchy had not yet been able to figure out why. When Filia walked in, though, he jumped up and clapped his hands. "Visitors!" he yelled, dancing a little on his chair before clapping again. "Make another place, make another place! Hurry hurry hurry!"

Plates and chairs and silverware and other assorted eating utensils and helpers started moving of their own accord, landing in a place next to Hatter as he started shaking Marchy's hand up and down enthusiastically. "Marchy! It's so good to see you again!" Hatter said, the hat on his head bouncing with each pump of the arm. "And where's Dory?"

"Oh, where he usually is, of course, of course!" Marchy said, looking down at an overturned tea cup. Dormouse, a small purple, anthropomorphic mouse slowly climbed out of it and hiccups. "Hel*Hiccup*lo..."

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Filia squeed again upon seeing Dory after being ushered into a seat by Marchy. She smiled broadly, but also sleepily. "H-hello, Dory. M-my gosh a-are you c-cute." Filia spoke calmly and softly, before looking up at Marchy, "I-it's so v-very nice t-to meet y-you. I d-didn't actually k-know that L-lewis Carroll's b-books were a-actually true. I-it's wonderful t-to know t-that they a-are now. Mister H-hatter had i-invited me t-to live a-among you o-once we're o-old enough t-to leave t-the Academy."


Nightshade, Ichiru, Bounty and Cesar

Nightsjade would find himself unable to defuse the bombs in time. Thus, seeing no other option, he choose to make a break for it while he stood could. The dark sorcerer swiftly flew to the elevator and quickly took it to escape the 'enemy' base and return to the Academy unharmed.

Meanwhile, Bounty knew that there weren't much time. Without saying a word, he placed both his hooves on Cesar and Ichiru. In an instant, the three of them vanished in a blue flash, just before the explosives ignitited, killing off any of those unfortunate to stay behind and fossilizing them. Luckily, Bounty and Co made it out alive, reappearing in the halls of the Academy. "Ugh." groaned Bounty, tiredly, "Thank Celestia that's over."

Before The Skip...

This was actually not true. Nightshade found the bombs, and he grinned as he looked over them. "...Heheheh...finally. Now, let's see...which wire, which wire...ah! Always the red one," he mumbled. With a slice of his Hellblade, he chopped the wire, which almost immediately stopped the bombs. Just seconds before they exploded, they shut-down, and all was silent.

"...Well, now, Nightshade...it looks like this time the villain is the MVP. Ha!" he laughed. He then walked away, whistling "Kiss" nonchalantly before he disappeared in a black mist, like a ghost in the night.

Ichiru did, however, get dragged out by Bounty, who was worried that they would all die in the explosion. Yet Ichiru stopped for a moment, as he heard the countdown sequence stop. "...Wait...the bombs are off?...What was that?" he muttered. Realizing that everything was now silent, Ichiru sighed a powerful sigh of relief. "...Ahhhhh, it's over..." he whispered, saying a silent prayer before he disappeared outside himself.

When he got there, he saw Nightshade outside, still humming the Prince song. "...Nightshade, what happened? Who stopped the bombs?" he asked, confused.

"I did," he answered, with a grin, "though I'm not sure what happened to the hostages. I've been down in the basement for a while after all."

Ichiru just stared for a moment. Never would he have expected for Nightshade to perform a heroic deed. Nevertheless, he was simply glad it was all over. "...Well, good job," he answered, tiredly.

"Yes! Thank you," the dark sorceror answered, before turning away to go look around the island. "Now if you excuse me, I have someone I need to see..." he muttered.

The white sorcerer simply watched him leave, not sure what to make of the situation. They were glad the situation was over, but they still wondered why it even happened in the first place. What had their opponents gotten out of it? Had they intended for them to survive all along? Is that how they made it so easy for Nightshade to just fly down and defuse the bombs without any interference?

So many questions...and little-to-no answers... he thought. However, before he could think much more, he remembered his roommates, Gio and Hatter, and decided to go looking for them. Perhaps they will all come in time...just as all things do, in due time...
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Postby Stattr » Mon Aug 22, 2016 8:16 pm

December 23rd Saturday Morning
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It had been a while since the kidnapping. Alucard was sitting at his desk in his room, having decided to not give the children homework the week before since it was almost Christmas, something he had been unfamiliar with since he was little and innocent. He didn't care much for how light it was outside since the snow was even brighter. It bothered him slightly, but it was like a little scratch. He fixed the papers upright and taped them on the desk lightly, straightening them. He opened the drawer to his left and opened a folder and slid the documents into them. He got up and stretched slightly before he walked towards the door, turning the lights off, the room lit dimly by a lava lamp.

He grabbed his coat and hat off the hooks and slipped into his red trench coat and put his hat on. He closed the door and locked it. He put the key in his pocket and walked along the halls to the cafeteria. He had been up all night as usual. Thinking, hunting and making sure all the children were taken care of since the incident. He walked silently, his boots barely making a sound, but making one as to not frighten the children as he had learned over the months they don't really like that. He chuckled softly at a thought and walked into the cafeteria and stood in the corner, waiting for breakfast to begin.



Seras Victoria- Hero Dorms- Dec 23rd Sat Morning

Seras was just waking up and stretched. She laid on bed staring at the ceiling. It was already December, the year was almost over. She was wearing fleece pj's, barefoot and hair a mess. She got up lazily and groaned as she stretched. She made her way to the bathroom, took a shower and brushed her teeth. She slipped into her uniform as usual. Fixing the skirt and collar in the mirror as she slipped n her long stockings and her boots. She then put on her gloves to both hands and fixed her hair, moving her side bangs to cover her right eye and two loose pony-tails on either side of her head. She smiled and made her bed before she walked out of the room and closed the door.

She hummed as she walked along the halls and admired the snow outside for a few moments standing by a window and sighed happily. She loved snow, even though it was almost too bright when the sun hit it just right. She frowned as she remember a few months ago when she was kidnapped. She rubbed her side, she could still feel the scar from the fight she had with the intruder. She suddenly felt cold inside as she remembered laying on the bed, trapped, dying. She shook herself, that was months ago. She was strong, she would get by. She hummed another tune and continued her walk to the cafeteria.

She thought about the weapons Patrick had showed her a few months ago, all of them were wonderful. She had the ones that were for her from him in her room, along with her Harkonnan. She did love guns, almost as much as Patrick did. But she loved to collect them instead of build them. She smiled at the thought that patrick did feel sorry for not rescuing her, but she understood that he had accidentally missed the invitation due to a shooting happening at that moment.



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Hero Dorm- Dec 23rd Sat Morning


Stephan woke at the crack of dawn as usual. He coughed slightly and yawned. He looked at the other bed and saw Tika, fast asleep as always when he woke up. He managed a lazy smile and rolled out of bed, his pj pants falling to his feet. He went to the washroom and took a shower, freshened up and came out with a towel around his waist as he searched for his clothes. He eventually found them and started to get dressed. He slipped on his skinny jeans that were loose on his legs, black socks and his black combat boots. He then slipped on his tank top and his watch. He fixed his blonde hair and shook it a little and it was standing a little on end as he liked it.

He went over to Tika and sat on the bed and watched her sleep, something he had done multiple times when he woke that early in the morning. He decided to wake her up, so she had time to get ready. "Tika.." He said gently, shaking her gently.

Tika heard Stephans voice and groggily batted his hand away from her. She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes as she laid her head against his bony shoulder. She yawned and looked at him, blurry stephan. She groaned and rolled out of the bed and lazily walked to the washroom and did the same, took a shower, got fresh.

Stephan placed her clothes on the counter for her while she was in the shower as usual since she didn't want him just turning around.

Tika found her clothes and got dressed. She yawned again and came out. She smiled at Stephan and he smiled back. "You look nice Tika." She blushed, "thank you Stephan...Shall we go to breakfast? I know you're hungryyy." She said mockingly. He chuckled and got up, taking her hand and opening the door for her and let her walk through first then he followed and closed the door. She had slipped on his sweater as she planned on going outside after breakfast to throw snowballs at stephan. They were both quiet, a pass time they both liked as they didn't talk much to each other in the morning. They arrived and found a table close to where the food was going to be because Stephan was going to get plates of it.
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Postby Taigawa » Mon Aug 22, 2016 8:18 pm

Neytiri wore a heavy robe and hood to protect ther from the cold. Having fur certainly helped, but in this weather, fur adapted for semi-tropical areas was of little comfort. Her fur was thick sure, but not thick enough alone to shield her from this weather. Her and Sani had grown close desoite her initial inhabitions. Hell, she'd even showered with him a number of times. She had became perky now, and a little heathier. Her lithe frame had put on meat since her arrival, and she became a tad more adept with her powers. Still, the tears were'nt coroperative enough for her to be comfortable using them. Her electrical powers had improved slightly as well, and she was a little more capable with them. She simply made her way back to her room and snuggled in bed. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Though an alien holiday to her people, it had been embraced by Thessian culture.....enough for her to want something out of it, like any normal person.
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December 23rd, Morning

Nightshade had been walking around campus since before the sun had risen. Plenty of time had passed since the hostage crisis at the school, and things had settled like snow on the ground. All seemed quiet and peaceful, not quite something he was used to. Nevertheless, he was willing to enjoy the peace while it lasted.

He did want to talk to someone, however. A specific someone. First, he headed to the cafeteria, and he got two cups of hot chocolate. He then disappeared, and he reappeared in front of Zakiti's bedroom door. His hands full, he called-out, "Zakiti?...Zakiti, are you awake?"
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Postby Sky-TheLandOfNekos » Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:32 pm

Luminesa wrote:December 23rd, Morning

Nightshade had been walking around campus since before the sun had risen. Plenty of time had passed since the hostage crisis at the school, and things had settled like snow on the ground. All seemed quiet and peaceful, not quite something he was used to. Nevertheless, he was willing to enjoy the peace while it lasted.

He did want to talk to someone, however. A specific someone. First, he headed to the cafeteria, and he got two cups of hot chocolate. He then disappeared, and he reappeared in front of Zakiti's bedroom door. His hands full, he called-out, "Zakiti?...Zakiti, are you awake?"

Zakiti Leventis

There was some quiet shuffling on the other side of the door before it creaked open to reveal Zakiti, her cheeks still wet from the tears that she had shed throughout the night. She had hardly gotten any sleep, since whenever she closed her eyes she would be greeted by the same hellish landscape that she had known for so long. "Yes, I'm up," she answered, her breathing slightly unsteady.
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Dagon Argrave, Breaker of Walls
Outside the school's perimeter, a red and black clad figure trudged through the snow. Wisps of breathe rose from the bowels of the red hoodie, and so too did the sound of a man talking. The way he did so, it seemed as if he was having a wonderful conversation with someone, but he was the only one in sight. Once he came to the school's gate, he quickly scaled it, then patted himself down to ensure that he had everything. Afterward, he checked the status of his most important tool.

"Doc, you there?"

Indeed, my friend. I'm back! Now listen, we've got some options about getting you into the story. How about - hey are you rolling your eyes at me?

Dagon shrugged, a slight smirk playing on his face. "Come on, Doc, I know the drill. Let's just get going! I've got posts to make and walls to break!"

Well technically, I have posts to- hey, wait up!

Refusing to follow the hapless narrator's efforts at giving Dagon a proper introduction, our hero charges . He pushed through the door, feeling his nose and cheeks already begin to defrost. Looking down the hallways, Dagon tried his best to pick the right one to go down, really thinkin-and he's just going to go down that one. Figures.

The sound of his boots echoed through the halls, along with a little folk tune he was whistling as he walked. After a few minutes, he entered a large, red carpeted room with a high ceiling and a few more doors. On the wall in front of him was a large stone fireplace, the flames dancing seductively for him to come warm up. A few chairs and couches were inside, all facing the fire as if worshiping some ancient deity. Judging by the decor, it appeared to be some kind of lounge area, one which was largely deserted. Surrounded by the finery, Dagon did the only logical thing.

He made a blanket and couch cushion fort.

One building montage later, Dagon found himself satisfied with his structure, which took up most if not all the lounge. Plopping himself down by the fire, he relaxed on his pillow throne, happily supported by his raid. Though not quite happily, as he found himself just a little too low. Reaching up to the nearest chair, he grabbed at a pillow, only to be confused by it shape and firmness. Looking up, he found himself grabbing the leg of some girl, who was staring at him.

Letting go immediately, Dagon did a double take. "Holy crap, how long has she been there?!"

The entire time, actually. You were just so engrossed in making Fort Argrave that you didn't even notice.

Dagon looked back and laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. Looking back at the girl, he gave a little smile. "Hey there glasses." He said with a little wave, before sticking out his hand. "I'm Dagon, the new guy. Sorry about the whole dragging you into a blanket fort thing, but I reeeeally need that chair. You're welcome to join me here on the floor though."
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Postby Sky-TheLandOfNekos » Mon Aug 22, 2016 11:28 pm

Doughertania wrote:Dagon Argrave, Breaker of Walls
Outside the school's perimeter, a red and black clad figure trudged through the snow. Wisps of breathe rose from the bowels of the red hoodie, and so too did the sound of a man talking. The way he did so, it seemed as if he was having a wonderful conversation with someone, but he was the only one in sight. Once he came to the school's gate, he quickly scaled it, then patted himself down to ensure that he had everything. Afterward, he checked the status of his most important tool.

"Doc, you there?"

Indeed, my friend. I'm back! Now listen, we've got some options about getting you into the story. How about - hey are you rolling your eyes at me?

Dagon shrugged, a slight smirk playing on his face. "Come on, Doc, I know the drill. Let's just get going! I've got posts to make and walls to break!"

Well technically, I have posts to- hey, wait up!

Refusing to follow the hapless narrator's efforts at giving Dagon a proper introduction, our hero charges . He pushed through the door, feeling his nose and cheeks already begin to defrost. Looking down the hallways, Dagon tried his best to pick the right one to go down, really thinkin-and he's just going to go down that one. Figures.

The sound of his boots echoed through the halls, along with a little folk tune he was whistling as he walked. After a few minutes, he entered a large, red carpeted room with a high ceiling and a few more doors. On the wall in front of him was a large stone fireplace, the flames dancing seductively for him to come warm up. A few chairs and couches were inside, all facing the fire as if worshiping some ancient deity. Judging by the decor, it appeared to be some kind of lounge area, one which was largely deserted. Surrounded by the finery, Dagon did the only logical thing.

He made a blanket and couch cushion fort.

One building montage later, Dagon found himself satisfied with his structure, which took up most if not all the lounge. Plopping himself down by the fire, he relaxed on his pillow throne, happily supported by his raid. Though not quite happily, as he found himself just a little too low. Reaching up to the nearest chair, he grabbed at a pillow, only to be confused by it shape and firmness. Looking up, he found himself grabbing the leg of some girl, who was staring at him.

Letting go immediately, Dagon did a double take. "Holy crap, how long has she been there?!"

The entire time, actually. You were just so engrossed in making Fort Argrave that you didn't even notice.

Dagon looked back and laughed sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. Looking back at the girl, he gave a little smile. "Hey there glasses." He said with a little wave, before sticking out his hand. "I'm Dagon, the new guy. Sorry about the whole dragging you into a blanket fort thing, but I reeeeally need that chair. You're welcome to join me here on the floor though."

Jessica Faye

"Well, Dagon, it's nice to meet an energetic individual such as yourself," the girl replied, looking at her work; She then closed her laptop and quickly moved some papers into folders before turning back to him. "I would have said something sooner, but you appeared to be having so much fun constructing your fortress that I thought it would be best if I were not to disturb you. Judging by your reaction," she continued, doing her best not to laugh or giggle, "it was."

Little did Dagon know, she had been observing him while typing away on her keyboard. Of course, it was only natural for one to be unaware when she's capable of doing so with her peripheral vision and other senses. Alas, only so much can be learned from someone without any proper form of interaction. "Anyway, my name is Jessica Faye, the less new girl."
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Postby Free Empire of the Low Isles » Tue Aug 23, 2016 4:31 am

Saleon wrote:
Unyan Daimonia
Conqueror in Training

12:00 AM, before in August.
Free Empire of the Low Isles wrote:
"That's a very interesting pizza, Miss Daimonia..." Coilin said, pulling out the ingredients. "Of course, it's for a very interesting person, so it makes sense, but it's interesting all the same."

He quickly started the sauce on the pan, before started to chop up the mozzarella into strands to put on the pizza. He also started chopping the stick of pepperoni into slices.
"I make sure to make interesting foods all the time!" she rebutted, "or the maids do." Her heart glued itself to the side of the counter as it watched the contents slowly become what she could only describe as a great pizza. She was a little impatient, in fact, for her content little heart to eat it's contents.

"Is it ready for the oven yet!" she said, " Did you make enough for both of us! I wanna eat it, and have you eat it right beside me, 'Lin!" She looked up at Coilin, hoping for him to like her pizza just as much as she would. It was more her excitement than actually eating it. What is a lovestruck girl to want than to see the object of her affection just as happy as her?


Coilin McAengus, Before Timeskip

Coilin chuckled and rolled his eyes as he started putting the sauce on the dough, after he had thrown some flour over it. He then sprinkled the cheese over it, threw on the tomatoes evenly, and then put the pepperoni on it in circles around the pizza until it was completely covered. After that, he put on another layer of cause like she asked for, and stuffed the giant pizza in the oven. With that, he brushed off his hands and looked over at Unyan. "Yes, it is indeed ready for the oven." he said, rolling over to her for a second. "Would like to watch some TV while we wait, Miss Daimonia?"

With that, he was beside her, and he quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her into his lap lovingly, giving her a slight kiss on the cheek. "Perhaps in your favorite seat?" he said, smiling at her.

After Timeskip

Coilin shivered as he rolled down the path outside. It was rather chilly this day, but it wasn't that bad to the Irishman. He just wasn't that used to the snow due to his occupation of staying inside all the time in his previous, non-Academy life. He chuckled as he made it slowly into the dorms, smiling as he thought of the gift he had gotten Unyan...

What do you get the girl who has everything? Well, obviously something she doesn't have with her at that moment.

Taigawa wrote:Neytiri wore a heavy robe and hood to protect her from the cold. Having fur certainly helped, but in this weather, fur adapted for semi-tropical areas was of little comfort. Her fur was thick sure, but not thick enough alone to shield her from this weather. Her and Sani had grown close despite her initial inhibitions. Hell, she'd even showered with him a number of times. She had became perky now, and a little healthier. Her lithe frame had put on meat since her arrival, and she became a tad more adept with her powers. Still, the tears weren't cooperative enough for her to be comfortable using them. Her electrical powers had improved slightly as well, and she was a little more capable with them. She simply made her way back to her room and snuggled in bed. Tomorrow was Christmas Eve. Though an alien holiday to her people, it had been embraced by Thessian culture.....enough for her to want something out of it, like any normal person.


Sani 'Ghost' Nabahe

Sani growled something about the damn snow and how damn annoying it was as he walked into his dorm room and closed the door. He whipped off his heavy snow jacket, his lighter snow jacket, his regular jacket, and then his turtle neck, leaving himself bare chested and freezing in the room. He then kicked off his boots and jumped in the same bed as Neytiri.

"Need to preserve body warmth..." he whispered in explanation, snuggling up to his mate.
"Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space." - Orson Scott Card

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"There are no happy endings, because nothing ever ends." - Schmendrick the Magician

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