Mythology University (roleplay thread)

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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.

OoC:

IC: Pseudonymous looked outside her classroom for a bit, through the door leading to the hall. A lively looking, but rushed young lady was trotting down the halls at a swift pace, the braids in her hair making her look like an eager schoolgirl. But Pseudonymous knew that this girl was not a student. Despite her age she was, in fact, a teacher, and one of the most dangerous ones at that. Ty Clarel, master of paralyzing her victims with a single hit. Of course, Pseudonymous took no liking to Ty Clarel. While she was out there, doing her job, Pseudonymous was always hiding in the shadows- she supposed she envied the younger woman, sighing slightly as she turned from the window and back to the class.

A girl was literally bouncing out of her seat. She looked way too excited to be an older student, not to mention she was short and rather bony. She had a round face and big, curious blue eyes that seemed to take in too much for their own good. Her hair was a choppy mess, Pseudonymous note in disapproval. "Yes? What is your question?" the masked woman asked Saki, standing up from the swivel chair.
ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.

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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.

OoC: Kenta, Luna, Rythern, and Saki are all in my character (Pseudonymous)'s class. Ms. Ember is in the hall ( I think) Camron is wandering the halls and is late. Ty Lee Clarel ( a teacher) came late and just unlocked her classroom down the hall from Pseudonymous'.

IC: "Well... to be quite honest with you, I haven't take role call yet. We should probably do that now." Pseudonymous said, her gaze drifting to the window and wishing she was outside. "I usually teach the younger students, so you're probably in the right class." she added, trying to reassure Saki, who seems utterly lost and confused. She exhaled loudly, grabbing the role call paper from her desk swiftly.

The masked teacher then stood, walking by the windows and opening them, one by one. The wind swept away the musty, unused odor of the new classroom, removing the smell that had begun to irritate Pseudonymous. While opening the windows, she called out each student's name. "Luna. Saki. Rythern. Kenta."
ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.

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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.

OoC: You're welcome : ) Is Raven in Ty Lee's classroom, or in Pseudonymous' classroom?

IC:
ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.

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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.

OoC:

IC: Pseudonymous nodded to Kenta, acknowledging that he was there. She continued calling off the names, until she said the last one. "Raven." Her eyes searched the classroom, finally opening the last window. The sunlight filtered through the windows, allowing the cold breeze to sweep across the desks and causing some papers that were previously on Pseudonymous' desk to flutter to the ground besides the student desks, which she was entirely oblivious to as she squinted at the campus outside the window for a moment.

She walked back to the desk slowly, surprised the students weren't chattering. Maybe that meant she'd succeeded at being intimidating? Or perhaps they were shy and just didn't want to talk to each other. Either way, Pseudonymous felt too lazy to contemplate it and she sat down in her chair, enjoying the feeling of the chair sliding backwards smoothly. From her desk, she called out over the class. "Y'know, you don't have to stay in this classroom. You should really get acquainted with each other, too, because it kind of sucks not to know anyone on your real school days just because you were too shy the first day."
ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.

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ι walĸ тнe ғace oғ earтн once мore,
a мιndleѕѕ pυppeт, мy ѕтrιngѕ are тorn.
тнe creaĸy вoneѕ, тнe вad eyeѕιgнт,
yeт тнe cнance тo тυrn wrong тo rιgнт.
Warѕ-a-wagιng, old мanѕ gυιlт,
тнe worldѕ now on мore тнen jυѕт a тιlт.
Parenтѕ weepιng, cнιldren ѕlaιn,
вloody тнoυgнтѕ, ғear wιll reιgn.

OoC:

IC: "Right. A few people aren't here." Pseudonymous responded to Perri's question. "It's all right; no need to be nervous. This is only the first day, so it doesn't matter so much if you're late." she added, noticing the hint of fear in the neko girl's eyes. Pseudonymous' hoarse, neither-male-nor-female voice resonated across the classroom, louder than the sound of the students. "Pets are allowed, as long as they do not interrupt the lesson or are distracting. Or if someone has an allergy. Why, did you bring a pet?" the masked woman asked, her lithe frame sauntering across the room to the back where Raven sat.

Her dark eyes continued to flicker from student to student, silently seeing what each of them were up to. Looked like that little girl with the big blue eyes was a talker- she was already attempting to start a conversation. As she approached Raven, she tried to manage a friendly smile, before realizing she had a mask on. She was surprised at herself- she thought she'd long gotten used to wearing a mask. Plus, if there were such a situation where her mask was removed, her pursuer would be unable to read her emotions. Secretly chiding herself, her gaze caught on Kenta, read a book. Hopefully that eagerness to read would translate to his studies.

ι looĸ ιn тнe ѕнadowѕ, a creaтυre dιd lυrĸ,
нe wнιѕpered тo мe, нιdιng a ѕмιrĸ.
"тнoυ ѕнalт вe ĸιlled ιғ тнee can'т ғιnd,
тнe deмon lυrĸιng ιn тнoυ мιnd."
ѕo oғғ ι venтυred, тo qυencн мy тнιrѕт,
oғ corpѕeѕ pιled wιтн нearтѕ-a-вυrѕт.
and on тнaт qυeѕт wнaт dιd ι ѕee?
тнe wιcĸed paтн oғ deѕтιny.

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