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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 18, 2004 20:31:38 GMT -5
The soft ring of school bells sounded throughout the great building. The students settled in quickly, but continued their idle and frivolous chatter. They continued to talk until the teacher walked through the door.
He wore stylish black clothing with trim silver lining, and the classiest pair of black shoes in the history of newcomer teachers. His soft, blue hair was neatly combed forward. His eyes were narrowed, and his face looked darkly serious. He walked slowly to the chalk board in front of the silent class. Their gaze was fixated upon him.
Suddenly, the new teacher spun around and threw his arms out wide. “I AM GREAT TEACHER RAYAN!!!” he shouted to the class. “I WILL TEACH YOU ALL ABOUT ROLE PLAYING!!!”
Rayan turned and snatched up a piece of chalk. He began to violently scribble meaningless graffiti on the chalk board at insane speeds. Many of the students simply watched in awe with limp jaws; others clamped their ears, irritated at the high-pitched squeaks from the chalk. After a few moments, Rayan whipped around and slammed his hands down on the desk of the student directly in front of him, making him jump.
“In this class, you will all learn how to improve your writing and role play skills. The whole purpose of this class is to help you all have more fun! I shall demonstrate the powers of nerdom! You shall all come to respect nerd supremacy!” Rayan spun around and struck a pose with his thumb and index finger extended. His hair flowed dramatically, as if it were blowing in the wind.
"V!!!"
Half the students in the class just blinked at Rayan, not quite sure what to say…
“I think he’s wacked!” one of younger students said to her friend.
“I think it’s cuz he doesn’t have a girlfriend!” her friend replied.
Rayan’s eyes shifted over to the two girls immediately. He walked behind one of them without her noticing.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING TALKING IN CLASS?!” he shouted in her ear about two inches away. The girl shrieked in fright, and sat gasping for air. Rayan just glared at her with a dark looking evil eye.
Heh. This is so fun…I loooooooooove being a teacher! Rayan thought, smiling at the girl’s fright. Wait…don’t I have a partner assisting me in teaching this class? Rayan turned around and walked back to the front of the room and looked at the clock.
Dang it, she’s late! Sheez…leave it to a woman to be late to her first day of teaching! Rayan stood there waiting and tapping his shoe. His partner was making him impatient…Not only that, but he noticed that not all of the students were there yet either...
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Post by Gen on Feb 18, 2004 21:32:24 GMT -5
Aran walked calmly into the classroom, three female students trailing in behind her. She set her briefcase down on a desk in the corner of the room, opened it, and stuck the pair of glasses which she had been wearing on her head inside of it. "They were giving me a headache," she told Rayan in secrecy. She then turned towards the chalkboard and began viciously attacking it with an eraser. "It's almost as if something big and white died up here or something," she commented. After sufficiently covering herself with chalk dust, she turned back around towards the half-empty classroom and cleared her throat.
"Well, you are all very punctual, huh? As a matter of fact, you're all about twenty minutes early . . ." she checked the large clock hanging over the neat rows of desks, and found that she was speaking the truth. She turned towards her assista--partner. She turned towards her partner and smiled sweetly. "I hope you haven't done any irreversible damage to them in the time which I have been gone, have you?"
She walked over to the two girls who had been previously yelled at by Rayan, noticing that they were incredibly wide-eyed and that their posture was very good for teenagers. She kneeled down beside one of them and laughing, tried to apologize to them. "You've just got to get used to him," she explained patiently, "he tends to get over-excited and then gets wrapped up in things. He'll calm down in a few minutes."
She went up to the front of the classroom again and pulled Rayan aside for a little bit of a heart-to-heart. "You can't scare the newbies, you know, they'll just run away."
"You're wrong, Tammy, look, he does has a girlfriend!" the first girl exclaimed, pointing in Aran's direction. Aran suddenly became very quiet and her face paled. "No, we're co-workers. That's all." She explained this in a very defensive manner. before walking back to the front of the classroom and sitting behind the large desk. The girls' postures suddenly became very good again.
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Post by Triunis on Feb 18, 2004 21:49:31 GMT -5
Triunis drummed his fingers on his desk impatiently. It was far too small for him, and he had to sit with his legs in the aisle, with no room to swing his tail
Competency is deficient here. Comfort is also rare.
He looked down and saw that he was beginning to dig small dents into the polished wooden surface, so he stopped drumming his fingers. Slowly, he cast a shifty eye around the room, and wondered what would happen next. He wasn't one to initiate in this situation.
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Alexander also seemed to be having some trouble. The students behind him kept playing with his halo, and he couldn't seem to make any sense of what the so-called "Teacher Rayan" was trying to teach. Looking up, he saw that the administration seemed to be having some trouble. Placing his hands in front of him on his desk, he sent a wave of white energy over the class. Most of them seemed to quiet almost instantly, though a few were unaffected.
[glow=white,2,300]Maybe they'll have something interesting to say . . .[/glow]
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Mahandronis sat at his desk in the back corner of the room, oblivious to what was going on. His right hand's metallic forefinger was drawing a steady line on his desk, forming a very strange symbol. Sitting back as he completed it, a harmless black cloud wafted up. Not very impressive, but he had to start somewhere.
Suddenly, he felt something slap into the side of his head. Reaching up slowly, he peeled away a small, sticky orb. Spitball. Looking to his side, he saw a couple of snickering boys who had obviously shot it at him.
[glow=silver,2,300]Well, that's their fault. I've still got the rapid fire cartridge in the Euphrates, right?[/glow]
Reaching into his light blue trenchcoat, he produced a chrome shotgun and held it at arms length, facing the boys. Without looking at them, he pulled the trigger and held it. A steady stream of photon bullets cascaded out of the weapon and slammed into the children, tearing them to pieces and reducing their desks to wood chips. Ignoring the quivering class, he looked up at the teachers.
[glow=silver,2,300]"Impressive though the introductions and interruptions were, I would appreciate it if we could continue with the lesson so that we may leave."[/glow]
He could have destroyed the classroom and left, of course, but the people in it weren't necessarily weak. He did not want to encourage anything that might endanger him.
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Post by Araxis on Feb 18, 2004 22:11:37 GMT -5
Cethyn slowly fed the slimy pulsating white larva that squirmed on the desk in front of him, pushing several small scorpions in it's direction. It's mask shot out and crushed one of the arachnids with powerful muscles, pulling the remaining goo and crushed shell into its feeding mandibles and crunching it up in several seconds. The other two scorpions suffered similar fates, ending up melting the gastric juices of the larva's primitive digestive system. The students in desks around the two Cython, students turned pale and blanched at the sight of the larva, averting their eyes hastily. Several girls shrieked at sight of it, and more than one of the children went from white to green and dashed out the door in the direction of the restrooms.
Had he been capable of recognizable facial expressions, Cethyn would have smiled, for feeding the future of his race was pleasing. Unfortunately, the emotions he felt unsettled the larva and it began to wail, disrupting everyone in the classroom until Cethyn schooled himself to an almost entirely emotionless state. Out of scorpions, Cethyn looked up at Rayan and Aran, ready to decide whether or not what they would attempt to teach would be worth anything to him. As he tried to turn in the desk, he started to slide out, lacking legs to hold him in place, and therefore had to use his second pair of arms to stabilize himself again. This was going to take some time to get used to.
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'Why do I have to be here?' Longshanks thought to himself as he wandered into the school building. Several children ran past him out the door with decidedly green tinges pervading their cheeks, and he nimbly dodged as they dashed towards the restrooms. "Curious," he muttered to himself under his breath, arching an eyebrow and scratching his beard. (( Oh yeah! I'm still the only guy in the class with a beard!! )) When he entered the room Longshanks headed towards a desk in the front corner of the room, aware that humans did not see very well out of the pheripherees of their vision; he hoped that since they seemed to be humans, they would not pay attention to him if he was in the corners of their eyes.
Collapsing into the desk heavily, Logshanks realized that he did not fit very well. Groaning, he twisted about a bit, but his legs were far too long and stuck out into the aisle, his lanky form was simply too large for the small wooden construction, and his wings were uncomfortably restrained. Shaking his head, the Orion staggered to his feet out of the desk, climbing slowly out of the creaking contraption. "Futzy thing," he swore at it lightly and a slight smile graced his lips, causing the corners of his mouth to turn up.
Knowing full well that whatever chance he might have had of keeping attention away from him was gone like smoke on the wind, Longshanks simply set his broad palm flat on the oaken top of the desk and leaned up against it casually, folding his ebony wings up with a barely audible rustle of soft feathers and grinning good-naturedly. He stood there in satuesque silence, waiting for the mentors to begin the lesson and wondering if Mellira would show up. Several of the other students stared at his ravenesque wings in stunned awe, probably wishing childishly that they had wings like his with which to escape their imagined prisons.
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Post by RayanStiger on Feb 18, 2004 22:26:02 GMT -5
Rayan stood there silently staring as his partner entered the room. His mouth hung open a bit, and all he could do for several moments was give a blank stare.
“…Ugh…so…friggin…hot…!" he murmured to himself. The he shook himself out of his love-struck stupor and regained his composure. “Gah saying things in my mind again!” Rayan burst out, smacking himself for being such a world class baka.
“Um…anyway…shall we begin class?” Rayan asked his partner in a more mild-mannered fashion. He scratched the back of his head anime style and grinned like a thick block of cheese. “Pst I didn’t scare the newbies, I was breaking them in!” Rayan whispered to Aran, giving her a slight glare of malcontent. He then shook off his random emotions and decided to just chill.
Might as well play it cool for now… Rayan thought, smirking to himself. Man, it bigites sooo bad that Matt found her before I did…Blast you, Mattus! You and your spiffy gunblade, too…
After leaning up against the wall for about five minutes, Rayan began to feel incredibly bored. He tapped his fingers on his crossed arms and looked dully at his ‘unique’ class. He walked over to the front of the class again, too impatient to wait just a few minutes longer to start the class.
“Enough! Great Teacher Rayan must begin class before he dies at a young age of life threatening boredom!” he shouted to the class. “All the students that aren’t here yet can just get the notes from their fellow classmates. If they don’t, then…THEY CAN JUST SUFFER!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Rayan thrust his head back and tightened his arms in a creepy evil mastermind sort of way. After a few moments of random craziness, Rayan restored himself to sanity, or at least to wherever he was before.
“…Um…sorry about that…” he said, sweat dropping as he looked at his partner Aran. After a few moments of awkward silence, Rayan began his class plan.
“Okay then! I see that some of you are new to role playing, while others have at least some experience…The first question I would like to ask you is, ‘What is the most important aspect of role playing’? Anyone?” Rayan stood there glancing about the room, waiting for someone to put up their hand.
“…C’mon, c’mon…I don’t got all day y’know!” Rayan snapped at them. “…Oh wait…I just spend all my time role playing and playing video games anyway, so…I guess I DO have time…bah whatever! Just answer the stupid question all ready, people!” Rayan said in a loud and semi-demanding voice.
I’d better be getting paid triple for this… Sheez this really is an unruly bunch…
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Post by FlamingMoogles on Feb 18, 2004 22:36:37 GMT -5
Matt walked in fashionably late as always. He came in just in time for Rayan's little stupor. His eyes narrowed.
Matt looked around at all the desks and the students. He shrugged his shoulder and scowled.
"Peh...I'm just here for the ride...I don't need any schooling. "
He brushed his hair out of his eyes and walked over to Rayan as all got silent in the room. Clip! Clop! Clip Clop! His footsteps echoed as the male specimen narrowed in on his prey. He suddenly grabbed Rayan and pulled him back to a corner of the room by his collar.
"What do you think you are doing!!!"
A vein was popping out on his forhead and his eye twitched ever so slightly. He turned and saw all eyes on him. He smiled nicely and waved at everyone. He then released his hold on Rayan and slowly scooted over to the front desk in the far left corner. He sat down and watched intently. After about 5 seconds of watching his head was back down on his desk.
"ZZZZzzzz.....I'm gonna kill Rayan....zzzzZZzzzzZZZz"
He murmured softly in his sleep while drooling on his desk.
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DoubleX
Warrior
Charlie Foxtrot
First I giveth, then I taketh away...
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Post by DoubleX on Feb 18, 2004 23:07:22 GMT -5
Darius casually slouched down the hallway, attempting to get to class. A security gaurd wearing a blue jacket nodded towards him, not bothering to stop him for being late.
"Yo." Darius mock-saluted the guy. He was so well-known in the school that nobody really cared what he did. Except for ignorant new teachers, that is...
Darius finally arrived at class, 15 minutes late. He opened the door and loudly walked inside, closing it again behind him. He walked to the back of the room and sat down in his desk, exchanging handshakes with various acquaintances...
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Post by Firehawk on Feb 18, 2004 23:37:17 GMT -5
Firehawk had been sitting in the back, simply oblivious to all surrounding actions. He didn't even flinch as Mahandronis had unleashed that barrage... though in a normal situation he would have unloaded about 20 crossbow bolts in the general direction of Mahandronis. I must be aware of him though... you never know what crazy people you'll meet in a place like this. Looking around, he saw only a couple of people he actually knew... but that was, of course, because he had been on Fyia for maybe a month... or more... He had lost track. He continued to wait patiently for any signs of useful actions that he could actually care about.
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Post by Taylor on Feb 18, 2004 23:48:34 GMT -5
He shot my meatball sandwich. A elegantly dark figure scowled at Mahandronis. This creature, too tired to plop up and avenge her beloved meatball sandwich that had previously been stored in one of the now disentergrated boy's lunchbox, slumped her shoulders in the left corner of the room. Where oddly the light had burnt out.
Must...get...back...sandwich
If it weren't for the new envoirment of fearful and giddy teenagers she would have been sleeping as all good nocturnal girls do.
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Post by Triunis on Feb 19, 2004 0:55:08 GMT -5
Triunis slowly and surely spoke, even though he saw the random and crazy things that were going on in the classroom.
"The most important aspect of Role-Playing is to tap into one's prior experiences to create a meaningful and believeable situation."
He sat back, fairly sure of himself.
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In response to this, Mahandronis drew the Tigris, his other shotgun, and put a bullet through the head of the girl sitting in front of him. Her skull exploded forward onto her desk, and she slouched forward over it. Not even looking at his victim, Mahandronis spoke.
[glow=silver,2,300]"Incorrect. The main aspect of Role-Playing is to unleash situations of chaos and dischord that would normally not be applicable to you, and in such amounts that it is shocking and frightening to those who observe it."[/glow]
Blood dripped off of the girl's desk, carrying shards of cerebellum with it. As the red liquid pooled on the floor, Mahandronis indicated the corpse with his gun.
[glow=silver,2,300]"You see? Horrendous and without reason. Plus, you eliminate your competition systematically and efficiantly 'till the classroom is a pile of corpses and the walls are pocked with bulletholes."[/glow]
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[glow=white,2,300]"You're wrong."[/glow]
Alexander waved a hand, and light shot around his halo, into the hand, and then out into the dead girl. Slowly, the holes in her head closed, and then she sat up, moaning.
[glow=white,2,300]"The main aspect of Role-Playing is to bring out the best aspects of what you hope to be and manifest them in a character. Then, you can feel some sense of accomplishment in some world, even if it isn't the real one."[/glow]
He sat back as he saw that the girl was recovered. Although he could no longer fight, he had discovered that since his rebirth, even reanimating the dead was a simple matter.
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Chii
Warrior
I'll reply whenever I see the need to. No RPing for me, though.
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Post by Chii on Feb 19, 2004 1:26:27 GMT -5
The cheery sound of someone humming, "All My Loving" drifted through the now abandoned hallways, softly enough that it didn't disturb any of the classes but still audible. The owner of the sound was currently skipping down the hallway to her next class, her burgundy velvet bag containing her pointe shoes swinging against her hip, oblivious to the fact she was 20 minutes or so late. She stopped abruptly in front of the classroom door, her platinum blonde hair still flowing behind her.
Scanning the wrinkled map of the school in her hands with her doe-like, amber speckled eyes, she peeked in through the blinds to see her class had already started. Putting her index finger on her lip, the young girl paused to look at the ceiling before entering the room with a elegance obtained only by dancers.
"G'morning." she said cheerfully, slipping into the desk and found she had taken a spot with an incredibly low chair and a high desk that she could barely even look over the top. Shrugging, she took out a couple, thick thesauri, a leather bound book, and a light pink calligraphy pen.
Carefully scanning the classroom, looking for the highlighted pink figures that signified that those were people she knew, she turned around her seat and waved to Triunis, a large smile on her face.
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Chii
Warrior
I'll reply whenever I see the need to. No RPing for me, though.
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Post by Chii on Feb 19, 2004 1:52:30 GMT -5
An obviously irritated figure sat at the back of the classroom, leaning her head on the palm of her hand. She glanced up at the Great Teacher Lar - Rayan, running her fingers through her short, rather ragged, copper coloured hair. Her eyes, which somehow captured all the colours of the ocean, landed on the large window which looked out outside on the freshly dewed, perfectly cut green grass.
Before school is definantly not enough time to play tackle football. she thought, brushing the dirt off her moss coloured capris and her white already mud stained, 3/4 sleeved blouse. That's what that dreadful teacher gets for trying to get me to wear a skirt." she thought evilly to herself. Some teacher had pointed out that they were supposed to wear -skirts- and white blouses and had somehow managed to persuade Rivkah to give up her tanktop for the blouse.
"Why are we even here? I know how to RP perfectly well." she grumbled, running her fingernails down the lines in the wood of her desk. "You're all wrong." she declared, looking up at the three arguing about what the most important aspect was.
"The most important aspect of RPing is to have fun and enjoy yourself." she said, looking defiantly over at the three.
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Post by Triunis on Feb 19, 2004 9:46:22 GMT -5
Triunis smiled as Chii walked into the room. It had been a while since he'd seen her last, and he was glad to see her again.
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Mahandronis also smiled as Chii walked into the room; this meant he wouldn't have to search for her. He took careful aim with the Tigris, but before he could pull the trigger, a bolt of white energy knocked the gun out of his hand.
[glow=white,2,300]"No killing classmates."[/glow]
Mahandronis sneered and put his feet on his desk, but made no more of it.
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Post by Gai on Feb 19, 2004 10:15:47 GMT -5
Sitting back in his chair, Gai watched everyone sitting around and talking. "So.....wat we gonna do today?" he asked as he leaned forwards talking to the person in front of him, completely ignoring the teacher. It had been years since he had been in a classroom and the last time he was he had been kicked out for fighting with the school bully.
"I haven't had to go to school forever. Why do I have to start now?" he complained as he raised his hand and looked at the teacher with a very pitiful face."I want to do something fun! Not take no boring class with a boring old geezer teachin' me how to rp! I have a right as...as...as an adult to know why I have been dragged here against my will! and then when I find out who was in charge of this whole thing I'll wring his neck until his eyes come out of his..." he shouted as he stood up and interupted his class. By now he was acting like a mad man and was poundingon his deck.
It was then that he saw who the teacher was, "RAYAN!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS YOU WHO BROUGHT ME HERE!!!?I'LL...I'LL!!! YOU SUCK!!! I COULD BE AT HOME SLEEPING INSTEAD OF BEING HERE BEING TAUGHT BY YOU!! YOU AIN'T NEVER BEEN A TEACHER HAVE YOU? he shouted at the top of his ungs; looking very evil and disturbed.
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"....Um.....I think that guy hasd lost his mind...." said the girl next to Gai to her friend.
"No, he just sat on a bug and is yelling at it for biting his butt!" said her friend as she laughed."He looks kinda cute when he's mad though."
Hearing this Gai turned on the two girls,"YOU THINK I'M CUTE WHEN I'M MAD?!!!? NO YOU DON'T! I"M UGLY WHEN I'M MAD AND I DID NOT SIT ON A BUG!!! I JUST AM VERY,VERY ANGERY WITH THE TEACHER RIGHT NOW AND IF HE DOESN'T SAY HE'S SORRY FOR WASTING TIME OF MY LIFE THEN HE"S GONNA GO BYE BYE!!!" he shouted as he began to breathe heavily. He then sat down and began to think. "I'm sorry...just lost myself for a second there." he said with a big cheesey smile on his face.
"....yes...sir. we...we understand...." said the two girls in unison as they stared wide eyed at their crazy classmate.
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Post by Kruck on Feb 19, 2004 10:34:41 GMT -5
Kruck strode down the hallway, ignoring everyone who looked at the quite out of place looking man. He walked into the classroom, headed towards the two instructors.
Geez, why the heck couldn't I have been a teacher? Darn idiots, "oh I want to be the headmaster." "Headmistress for me." What bakas.
He bumped into Rayan as he was deep in thought. "Heh heh, I mean my bad. So, if you two need a break....you know if your feeling sick or something.... then I can jump in and teach, ya know? Speaking of which, neither of you are feeling sick, are you?"
Dang it all, I was sure that poison would work.....
Kruck dissapointedly walked to his desk in the back row and sat down with a heavy sigh. He never got to be anything important. Noooo, all the goody-goodies got that job!
"The only thing this class will be good for is sleeping!" Kruck muttered to himself, feeling rather drowsy already.
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