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Post by The ASW on Jun 10, 2005 22:51:18 GMT -5
She stared after Skiv. "Such a promising girl..."
However, her attention was immediatly grabbed by the noises from outside.
"Yay!" Rachael cried, punching the air, "Shall we make seperate names now?"
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Post by Skiv on Jun 10, 2005 22:54:23 GMT -5
Skiv comes walking calmly back into the room, eating, what apears to be a bowl of shreaded chicken all but smothered in some redish brown sauce... With a spoon... After chewing a bite thoughtfully, she decides to speak.
"Am I the only one coming? I just heard glass crashing, but things that crash glass aren't normally suited for classrooms. 'Cept me of course." She smiles happily at her teachers before putting another spoonful of the chicken mixture in her mouth.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Jun 10, 2005 23:00:28 GMT -5
"Ner, let's just explain that we're not godmodding or anything."
Miss Rachel lunged at a piece of chalk and scribbled on the board: due to special circumstances (we are your teachers, yo!) we will now bring in a few characters of our own to use as examples. We are not godmodding, because godmodding is bad. We just collect characters like some people collect stamps.
At that moment, a girl poked her head around the door, squinting. Her hair was an indistinct, almost grey brown, and she twirled a yellow umbrella.
"You!" She pointed at Miss Rachel, glaring. "I was in your pocket. It was weeeeird." She said 'weird' like it should have had a 'u' in it. "Maria's out there, fretting over broken windows and things. She needs to be calmer. It will only help her on her road to self-actualization."
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Post by The ASW on Jun 10, 2005 23:03:51 GMT -5
Rachael nodded and watched Rachel write things on the board.
Soon after Hollie poked her head in, Maria pushed her all the way in from behind and stepped in after her. The tall Ukrainian scoffed and Hollie and crossed her arms.
"The janitor vants you out there." She smirked and strode over to her player, using her shoulder as an armrest. Rachael melted.
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Post by Skiv on Jun 10, 2005 23:08:41 GMT -5
Skiv dives towards a chair, misses, hits the floor, sprawls, crawls under her desk and stares intently at Miss Rachel.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Jun 10, 2005 23:11:32 GMT -5
"What the hell?" Miss Rachel stared at Skiv, pressing up against the wall. "Problems, Skivfearme?"
On the other side of the room, Hollie rolled her eyes.
"Didn't I tell you? My new theory is that janitors don't exist. They are either random people who are inordinately angry at things I do or figments of my imagination. Thus, I cannot talk to any."
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Post by The ASW on Jun 10, 2005 23:14:37 GMT -5
Miss Rachael stared at Skiv also, and moved to be by Miss Rachel.
Maria, having lost her arm rest to fear, walked over to Hollie and leaned on the wall next to her. "If they are non-existant, or figments of your imagination... how come I can talk to them?"
She eyed Hollie coldly for a second, then randomly said, "Zem."
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Post by Skiv on Jun 10, 2005 23:17:19 GMT -5
Skiv nods gravely at the question and produces a notebook and pencil. She begins scribbling notes on everything said, before looking up at Miss Rachel. "Nothing wrong at all; the chair just doesn't like me, and I respect that, so I'm sitting down here." She scribbles a bit more.
(Her notes read)
Zem.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Jun 10, 2005 23:21:47 GMT -5
Hollie twitched and yelped.
"Don't say the word! Do NOT say the word! Too much sorrow!"
She went to go sit at the back of the room, muttering to herself.
"Huh, using caribou memories against me, that's bleedin' manipulative, didn't think you had it in you."
Miss Rachel coughed and looked at the clock.
"I guess... we start with the actual lesson, now?" She shrugged at Miss Rachael and poked her. "Say things."
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Post by The ASW on Jun 10, 2005 23:25:06 GMT -5
Maria rolled her eyes at Hollie and joined her in the back of the room.
Miss Rachael tore her eyes away from Maria and grinned sheepishly at Miss Rachel.
"Okay... roleplay! Eh, no short hand. No one liners. No God Modding! Your turn!"
She checkled and turned to write this on the board.
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Post by Skiv on Jun 10, 2005 23:27:00 GMT -5
Skiv raises a tentive hand and asks, "Shouldn't you always remember where you say you are in a room, and not do things that would involve walking across the room, or some such thing?" She hunkered down and awaited her answer.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Jun 10, 2005 23:32:00 GMT -5
Miss Rachel nodded.
"Yes, that's good-- can I call you Skiv? I will anyways. Yes, Skiv. That's a very good point. When entering, it's good etiquette to state where your character appears. Some like to state what their character is doing or wearing at the time. If you're playing elsewhere, there might be a closed game, where only the invited should play."
At the back, Hollie tried to snap her umbrela shut, got it caught in the desk, bent forward to pull it straight, and fell out of her chair. Miss Rachel gave her a cold look.
"Zem."
"Grah! Damn it!"
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Post by The ASW on Jun 10, 2005 23:35:51 GMT -5
Miss Rachael nodded and wrote all this down as fast as possible. Some of the letters, however, ended up Cyrillic.
"Yes, and... no killing another character without consent! Jesus God, if that hasn't happened enough..."
Maria stared at Hollie, then turned back to staring at the desk surface. These were very uncomfortable, due to her astounding height and legginess. She frowned and straightened her legs out in front of her. Maria turned to look at Hollie's desk, which was larger than her's. She leaned over sideways and whispered to Hollie, "Svitch desks vit me please?"
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Post by Skiv on Jun 10, 2005 23:37:26 GMT -5
Skiv stares at Maria for a moment, stares at Miss Rachel for a moment, stares at Hollie for a moment, stares at Miss Racheal for a moment, decides that's enough staring and draws a small carrot on her page.
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Jun 10, 2005 23:41:52 GMT -5
"And! And! Don't ask people to RP and then go away without saying so. That makes people sad." Miss Rachel nodded and took a swig of coffee from her mug, already bouncing on the balls of her feet.
Hollie looked up at Maria from the floor.
"I'll have you know I have grow very attatched to that desk within the past five minutes. I drew a squirrel on it."
She sighed and got up, folding her umbrella.
"But I will switch with you. If you stop mentioning... you know."
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