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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 3:02 pm
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Upon opening the very large door, you encounter well, a rather horrific scene of chaos. There might be seats for you to sit and wait on, if they were not covered in a fine layer of slime. Some students seem to be sitting on the floor, waiting their turn - oh wait that might just be the skeleton of a student from a few years ago.
To your far right lies a small corridor and another room with a closed door that clearly reads Hellma's Office. Come here for The Princess Corner. You really hope you don't have a detention, ever.
To the more immediate center of the room lies a very large desk, adorned with an entire wall of bookshelves. A broken scamplifier set seems to be wrestling with the shredder on a slanted side-desk, and as you walk closer, you realize that the squish you just stepped on might have been the corpse of a poor fallen gnome.
On top of the desk there are a few things of interest. The first one is a giant pile of papers named 'application forms'. The other are all piles of scattered documents named different things such as 'report cards' 'deceased students', 'dorm assignments', and 'cleaning reports'. There also seems to be a light blue ice demon on top of the desk.
It's.. best not to ask.
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Posted: Sat Sep 18, 2010 3:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 2:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 4:13 pm
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Having already sent in a troupe of second-year harpies home for 'indecent behaviour', Arel was ready to call it a day. That was about when the first of the students from Hellma's side of the prank started filing in the office. At first, he thought no better: it was not uncommon for students to get detention after all, but after the fourth and then fifth all vying to cram into the office at the same time, the ice demon secretary smelt something fishy. As now the office count threatened to burgeon beyond countable limbs, Arel was pretty damn sure that Hellma was sitting somewhere in her office with a creepy grin on her face, just smiling. Both faces.
Great, now a student was asking him some sort of meaningless question. He gave them the 'you have a detention, do not talk to me' look, and proceeded, in the little alotted space he had, to continue his two-to-five pm afternoon ritual of flying student application paper airplanes as far as he could. So far most of them just succeeded in bouncing off students' heads.
Thankfully right to the wall next to him wrote a sign that clearly said 'Please wait for your turn in the Princess Corner if you have a detention'.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 4:27 pm
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Detention was hard.
The sluggish swamp beast had finally been told just where he was supposed to go in order to fill out his detention, and was lumbering over in no real rush. Peering at the office door, Gargantuan's ear fins fanned slowly back and forth as he stared at the black sign, uncomprehending and blank.
Then he opened his mouth and let his teeth experimentally drag over the plastic--just for a taste!--before he remembered he was actually supposed to be doing something, and clumsily shouldered the door open after a while.
Arel smelt something fishy, all right.
There was a funny looking girl and... and an elf. An elf! Gargantuan brightened visibly at Mr. Elf, his tail thumping happily on the floor for a moment. He was a reindeer-elf. With a cape! That was very good, and after a moment of staring at Mr. Caped-Reindeer-Elf with his mouth open happily, G remembered he was taking up the whole door way.
Oh.
Slinking further into the room, the monster glanced around idly, settled on Shehk, and decided that was as good place as any to start. "Hullo." Came the rumble before the beast plopped himself down, oblivious as to the dreaded Princess Corner. The middle of the room was as good place as any to sit, right?
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 5:01 pm
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In Boogieman style, Calder kicked the door, wishing it would have fallen off of his hinges. Brow furrowed and arms crossed, the kelpie was clearly displeased with being given detention. And over what? ROMANCE! Of ALL the things he could be punished for, he found it horrid that the school, this Hellma Smox, would punish him over matters of the heart. Clearly she was a bitter creature who merely was waiting for the day when her prince (or princess – Calder didn't judge) came for her and, due to a hard life alone, had given up on her fairytale dreams. Even though he felt sad for her, it did not outweigh his clear frustration over trying to figure out why anyone would find it necessary to lock away the romantics, the tender hearted with only a twinkle in their eyes and a long, drawn out sigh on their lips. The bulletin board hadn't been his idea, but he was going to defend it as if it was his mother! It had been a great idea! A brilliant idea to bring together the tragic lovers of Amityville together and show how they could all put themselves out there, build up their courage, and reach out for those they had their hearts set on.
Part of him wondered if Alabaster even got to SEE his card. It was pretty much hopeless now with that ugly detention slip on top of it. After all that time he made sure to make the hearts and starts PERFECT.
Stepping in, he noticed other matchmaking martyrs, all of which he remembered when he constantly visited the board. They were in this together now, and he would wave their cherub-blessed flag with pride. "Hellma Sox does not know ANYTHING to do with matters of the heart and should be given a punishment for the crimes against love!" He said to those standing in the room, stomping down a foot to make his point clear.
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 5:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 5:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 5:40 pm
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There were words about Hellma and hearts and love... but Gargantuan was only distracted enough from the girl with stitches for one reason alone.
"Poooooonyyyyyy!" Came the delighted rumbled, and Gargantuan half rose from his seat. Of course, he remembered his error shortly afterwards and sat back down again with a rather guilty look on his face. "Keeelpiiii..." And Kelpi--Cal...der...?--was upset, so that wasn't good, either!
He refocused on Shehk for a moment, brightening while the tip of his tail twitched. "Am G. Here for detention class." Maybe she was too? That would be good, and Calder, too!
Then there was another, a pretty, but almost scary looking girl who was talking about a board. Board... Oh. The board where he'd put up the tasty card.
Very tasty card.
Since he didn't have much to add, the monster was content to placidly sit and listen to the conversation, his head swiveling back and forth from time to time. He really didn't see what was wrong at all, but the fact that everyone was upset was starting to make him a little uneasy.
"...Detention class is bad?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 6:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 7:15 pm
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He was glad that everyone else seemed just as miffed as he was, and he felt that they should start a riot. Tip some chairs over and do a sit in…though it sorta was already a sit in when he looked around. Other people were quiet, not bothering to voice their opinions. Crushed souls, no doubt wondering that they would do now that their poetic dreams were lost to the monster –no, he would not side her with HIS kind! – the cold-hearted queen that was Amityville's cruel mistress, Hellma Sox.
When one girl pointed out that it wasn't their fault for using the board, he pointed to her. "Exactly! The board was set up and we used it. It wasn't our fault we had no way of knowing it wasn't official and that, if it wasn't, that it wasn't taken down from the start., and what is WRONG with seeking out romance? HMMMMM?! We're only doing what is in our nature. Everyone deserves to find someone, and aren't we young? Aren't we the type that love songs are written by and for? We shouldn't be punished for having a beating heart…" He looked to some of the undead around him. "…uh, metaphorically speaking."
When he spotted G, he nearly broke down. "G! You big lug of a swamp thing! They got you two! Now that's just the last straw. How could they punish you? You're the farthest away from thinking up dastardly deeds to be punished for." The poor swamp beast looked sad at coming to terms that he was being in detention for something bad. Rushing over to him, he patted the poor guy on the head, making sure to go on his tip toes to do so. (Even sitting, G was massive.)
"There. There. G. Calder is going to let this..this..Hellma Sox hear the voice of the people. Mess with my romantic endeavors. I bet he's already got a date by now. Damn bulletin board detention." Calder muttered to himself, clenching his fist. If he missed out on that golden opportunity, that moonlight-splashed fantasy he had been treasuring since he dreamed it up several nights ago and even caused him to write that card, he would be putting that woman on his hatred list for the ages.
He turned to his partners in crime. "Why do all the heartless people go unpunished? We at least had the bravery to put our cards up there. What about all the people who defaced them? We're just rewarding bitterness." Go team Romance!
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 7:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 27, 2010 9:00 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
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