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.


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    IC: "Of course I'm not going to give you any clues. You're supposed to figure it out yourself. The smarter group of you will be able to figure it out. The... less-gifted ones, well, I'd rather not mention them. Dropping clues would make it too easy, don't you think?" Pseudonymous said, her laugh rumbling low under her pale mask. "Now, I can't have all of you pass this class. Not only would I get fired, but it'd prove that this class wasn't difficult enough."


    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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    " makes sense. But you only mentioned clues what about riddles. As far as I know they are almost impossible to solve. Like this one for example when the day after tomorrow is yesterday,today will be as far from Wednesday as today was from wends day when the day before yesterday was tomorrow. What is the day after this day" she challenged. " I'm sorry to be so rude but I do have a small point. Some are impossible but some are just too easy"

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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: "The day after tomorrow cannot be yesterday- so that riddle is unsolvable. As for riddles, when you're a detective looking for a criminal, does the criminal drop riddles for you to solve? No. You need to look at the evidence. I think I've been generous enough. For a first day, you already know quite a bit about me. I have yellow hair. I wear a mask. My eyes are dark. Each day, you can add more to that list." Pseudonymous explained, not annoyed but slightly irked by the student's challenge.


    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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    Kenta sat down at his desk, nodding at the challenge. This should be fun. He thought. All he could do was ask the principal for Pseudonymous' name or resume. It should contain all the information needed to pass the class. Unless, Pseudonymous classified all of the information so no prying eye could see. Or, he/she could've seed the principal to accept him/her as a teacher without needed information. Kenta sighs, bringing his hand to his hair and fixing it so it looked fabulous.
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    " actually the answer is Thursday" she said. " and I'be seen how you look and act around gods and goddesses. We do not let our pride rule ourselves. The reason we do this is because we have thousands of years of experience. We do not know everything but we do know enough to not let our prides get the best of us" she said sitting back down " and I understand that you will not be giving us anything other than features like hair voice ect."

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    Saki was terrible at riddles, they jsut soudned like jumbled up words to her. She scrunched her face at Raven's riddle. "What's the answer Raven?" Shew as curious. It would be very hard to figure out who Pseudonymous' was. Of course it would require some spying and teamwork. She would not be able to complete this task alone.
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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 paused for a moment. "So you're saying that the day after tomorrow could be yesterday? All right." She thought before answering the next question, remaining silent as her black eyes burned into Raven's. "Everyone has their reasons. Thousands of years could amount to nothing if it is wasted away. Even gods are vulnerable. You've never seen me act around other gods or goddesses besides yourself, so you have no right to judge my character based on a single encounter. As for understanding, I won't delve any further on that. Telling you more would be equivalent to dropping hints, and I wouldn't want to do that."


    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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    "psttt, Raven! You shouldn't be so rude to the teacher. Who knows what he/she can do to us. She is a master of disguises after all..." She looked at Raven her eyes warning her. "To tell you the truth, just because you are a goddess doesn't mean that the teacher can't give us detention." She focused on her paper hoping that the teacher would not get mad or punish them. Saki had come across Neko, elves, and gods, but never had she come across a goddess. She was intrigued how she could look so young and still reain thousands of years old. It was quite interesting. What was Raven doing in this class anyways, if she had lots of experience wouldn't she be in a higher class. Raven seemed very smart.
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    " I have been at this school since it opened. When you first got to teach at this school your other students have told me how you act around gods and goddesses. They told me so I would be careful. But I never had this class until now. And the only thing that could wast the lives of gods and goddesses is war, when we are focused on war we do not stop until there is a victory. Which is why during rivalries that last over thousands of years we focus mor on that then more important matters" she looked down to saki. " I know that she can still give me detention but I rather that than to leave this matter without a reasonable explanation on why say my family (gods and goddesses are related to each other so.) would wast THIER lives. My family hasn't wasted their lives since thousands of years ago."

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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 chuckled, breaking out into a laugh. "You're asking for trouble, aren't you?" she asked Raven. "I'm not in the mood for arguing about such a topic, but if you want to know, this is my first year at the school. Perhaps you're confusing me for someone else...? I taught the summer camp, but it was an adventure-type camp for smaller kids, and there definitely weren't any gods or goddesses in my class." At that, she scratched the back of her head, yawning lazily as she waited for Raven's retort.


    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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    Saki glanced nervously around the classroom. It was getting intense in here. She impatiently stared at the clock hoping to get out of this class. She slowly unzipped her backpack and pulled out a tiny pencil and paper. Sketching out an imaginary being she kept her head low. She wasn't in the mood for arguing with someone right now either.
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    " in case you haven't noticed I have been this age for a long time and I have other family ok. My family has been in one of you classes during the summer. Not last year but a few years ago I'm not an idiot I've noticed you have never been at this school in past years" she grabbed her bag and stormed out of the class. Her wolf let out a threatening bark and growled. Fang soon ran out of the classroom to comfort raven

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    Saki was frozen, astonished by the students behavior. She had never seen a student get that mad over a little matter. I guess she was in the wrong class then... she thought. Saki raised her hand wondering is Psuedonymus had really been that bad to the gods. Raven definitely didn't seem very happy. Saki poked Rae and asked her, "What do you think is gonna happen to Raven?"
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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: "With that, the break is about to begin! The bell rings in one minute, so I recommend all of you pack up your things and get ready. For future reference, the break is twenty-five minutes long, so you'll have a while to chat and whatnot. If you need me, I'll be here. If you want to play a game of chess or something, I'd be glad to entertain you." At this, Pseudonymous whipped out a small book from her pocket.


    The tinny-sounding bell rang, and Pseudonymous pushed the papers on her desk to the side, kicking back in her chair as she opened the book, her dark eyes darting across the page. She was glad that there would be a break in between the next class- she didn't think she could sit still and watch the students for any longer.
    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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    "Finally." Kenta sighs, rubbing his temples. Then, he mentioned under his breath, "Such an annoying, impulsive, mutt caretaker. Glad that's over with." He stops rubbing his temples before turning his attention to Pseudonymous as he/she released the class. He stood, grabbing his bag and beginning to walk out of class. I can go get Poland! My little kitten will accompanying me during the rest of the day. I don't think I can stand sitting down and doing nothing, listening to other people having conversations.


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    When the Bell rang, Ethan walked in front of the teacher's desk, his messy brown bangs covering his eyes. He wore a sadistic, knowing smile on his face as he stared at the teacher. "What if I just took your mask off?" There was a slight trace of humor and condescension in his voice.

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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.


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    IC: "Go ahead, try it. I don't think you'll be surprised at what you find underneath the mask." replied Pseudonymous, feeling confident as she grinned back at the boy, her arms crossed lazily across her chest. "Just wait until the rest of the students leave the classroom before you remove it." She jutted out her chin willingly, inviting him to take it off as she pushed away her hood. She privately wondered what Ethan was expecting to see under the mask.
    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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    Saki lowered her hand deciding that her question wasn't that important anyways. She gathered her folders and papers and headed out of the classroom. She noticed another student talking to the teacher and then continued to break. She opened her bag hiding a paper that said her locker code. Once she found her locker she began cleaning and organizing immediately. Germs were the last thing she wanted in her locker.


    Her thoughts then wondered off to her dorm. She hadn't moved a lot of her stuff in yet so she still had a lot of moving to do. She didn't have any room mates at the moment and was secretly hoping not to have any, but at the same time she liked having someone to confide with.
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    It took the student a minute or two to respond. "Im not really sure what I expect to find." He brushed the hair out of his eyes and studied Pseudonymous carefully. His gaze fell to her hand and with most of his focus on her index, middle, and ring fingers. "Judging by your fingers, you're either a woman or a homosexual male." Ethan's eyes flitted back to the mask. "But im not sure if I want to see your face just yet."

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    IC:I shook my head slightly, the girl I had tried speaking to hadn’t replied, however, it didn’t bother me much because I was more interested in my teacher than classmates. My head turned to face the masked teacher, it was impossible to tell if he was—on second thought I wasn’t even sure if it he was a he. I mean, if you think about it logically, Pseyudumous is a unisexual name. And on top of that, this guy/girl was wearing a mask and clock, so if the face gave away anything, sigh, I couldn’t see it.