Posts by BORK.

OOC: *Zoidberg moves.*

OOC: Lol, yes. That poor pug.
Mr. Drift would sit there, rummaging through his boxes of artifacts and gadgets for anyone else who attended the class. After seeing that everyone had left, he stepped to the door and stood next to it, readying for any other students to come by. Though he got a feeling, that he wasn't really going to have anyone else attend Advanced Shadow Arts.. He was happy to give his knowledge to a few subjects at least. If he didn't get any students, it'd give him time to experiment.

OOC: I'ma be playing another game for a while. Later, give me a recap. Also, Gamzee has funded Evo for something very special... A very special project that could change Troll History... NO GIVES BACKS GAMZEEE, PERIOD. PERIOD. 8) 8)

OOC: HE LIES! NO GIVE BACKS!

Gamzee would recieve a text.
EX: I got cho back.

The motorcycle then said to Dave
"Hope you had a nice trip!"
The motorcycle's screen would show a hilarious and awkward picture of Dave running into the store in the patient gown outfit, and then it would drive away into the distance of the city. Cars/traffic would make it dissapear, going somewhere that probably no one would ever be able to find. . .

Night guys.

Gamzee would get a text. The text would hold a picture of some glasses that look like Google Glasses, but have a better frame design and seem to have screen glasses on both frames.
EX: I'm running a new device that should help with regular things and phones. If you want, you could be a beta tester for it. Your friends could too.

Gamzee would recieve another text.
EX: Its all done! Just tell me when you wanna join! You know what i'm talking about!

Age: Unknown.
Gender: Most likely male.
Appearance: Profile Pic, has a terminator like gauntlet on his right hand.
Personality: Very cryptic, old friend of Slenderman, calls him Len. Seems to not be from this world.
Likes: Shadow Magic, the dark, Slenderman and his daughter, his grimoire, and many others.
Dislikes: Many, many, many, things.
Fears: That he'll destroy a realm on accident.
Otherlore: The man knowned as The Postman has traveled the dimensional plains for eternity. No one has ever gotten close enough to him to actually know his real identidy, only scraps of what he is from old folk lore and legends from other cultures. This wouldn't be the first time, he came to this realm.

Age: Unknown.
Gender: Most likely male.
Appearance: Profile Pic, has a terminator like gauntlet on his right hand.
Personality: Very cryptic, old friend of Slenderman, calls him Len. Seems to not be from this world.
Likes: Shadow Magic, the dark, Slenderman and his daughter, his grimoire, and many others.
Dislikes: Many, many, many, things.
Fears: That he'll destroy a realm on accident.
Otherlore: The man knowned as The Postman has traveled the dimensional plains for eternity. No one has ever gotten close enough to him to actually know his real identidy, only scraps of what he is from old folk lore and legends from other cultures. This wouldn't be the first time, he came to this realm. (OH NOES THE SLENDERMAN)

The Postman would walk into the forest, having a glowstick in his hand.
Such a primitive tool to light things..
He would walk aimlessly through the dark, pulling his fedora down slightly.

OOC: How tall is Slender again?

Evo would be entering information into the school data base.
In a few moments, Mr. Gamzee "Davids" Makara will be a cooking teacher of this schoolboard. . . I don't think they have anyone advanced enough to find out he has no job experience. . .

The Postman would keep walking, and then would end up at the Mansion. He would not recognize it, and attempt to find a window to sneak through. Perhaps the house was abonded? Oh, a window is opened.. He could climb up and get in.

The Postman would be undetected, and climb into Slenderman's daughter's room, unaware of where he was. His aura was hidden from Slenderman thanfully, and the Postman walked slowly to the door, not making a sound. Even though, he was pretty huge.. 8 feet tall to be more exact.

The man froze and stood quiet. He would turn totally black, and would run to her, a chain would wrap around her mouth, the man put a finger on his mouth then raised his hands upwards, meaning no harm. The man was quite tall, and looked down at her. Seeing that she was only a human, he turned back to his regular colored grim clothing, his chrome goggles reflecting the girl.

OOC: *Takes video.* This has to be some weird fe*ish. . .

Mr. Drift would peek from the door window, his shadow magic camoflauging. Perhaps this teacher is more experienced and maybe I could get some advice from watching his class. . . Mr. Drift then hears what Mr. Bonnaire said. Or maybe not.

The man snapped his fingers, his face would be concealed by a gray mask that swat would wear. The chain would vanish.