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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 27, 2005 14:21:40 GMT -5
Rules
All site rules aply. Please read them before joining this role play.
Notice: If you are a Teacher, Janitor or above then you may participate in teaching newbies on this board. Simply put up a profile to get started.
~setting~
The halls bustled with students heading to their classes. They were all here to learn about role play. Where were they? Harebell's Role Play Academy, of course! The school was run by Mistress Chance Harebell and was open to all ages. Mrs. Harebell herself was more then happy to answer any students' questions. Currently, she was rekaxing in her office, admiring her name plaque. She could see her reflection in the gold if she looked hard enough.
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Post by Idiot on Oct 28, 2005 15:21:50 GMT -5
OOC: How many people are we waiting for to have profiles before we start? I'm the only one here that I know of who will willingly admit to being a newbie.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 28, 2005 23:31:41 GMT -5
((I supose we can start whenever. I didn't really expect anyone to join this but y'know, better safe then sorry. So you can go ahead and post if you want.))
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 29, 2005 14:52:05 GMT -5
Zi leaned against a wall, examineing her fingernails. She was supposed to be cleaning, but she had never been to good at focusing on that sort of thing. Zi, being a futureistic warrior turned Janitor after some unexplained rift in the space time continueum ((I changed that.... so I can be the sci-fi guru)), had always enjoyed helping the newbie sci-fi guys, and hoped one might ask her a question eventually.
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Post by 24 Cows Of Ishmish on Oct 29, 2005 20:46:45 GMT -5
Kim sat outside watching the people go by who almost stepped on her. Her friends talked and joked above her, but she was not really part of it. She sighed. She was here to learn how to rp fantasy stuff, since she was very good in her opinion in modern stuff. Anime was not on her list, ever.
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Post by Idiot on Oct 30, 2005 0:10:38 GMT -5
Idiot wandered in the general direction of Ms. Harebell's acadamy. Apparently classes were about to start, and Idiot had signed up for a class or two, so he thought it would be a good idea to go in that direction.
When he did finally get there, and entered the doors, he saw someone in a nurse's outfit, apparently more intent on her nails than the floor that was gradually being layered with the dirt, grass, and other things that get on the bottom of people's shoes. She looked like someone who at least knew where things were, so, seeing as his map of the school was all but illegible, Idiot decided to ask directions.
"Excuse me, miss ...(slight pause to look at the nametag)... Zi, I'm enrolled in Sci Fi, Fantasy, and Anime RP classes. Could you direct me to any of these?"
At this, Idiot pulled out a schedule, and pressed it toward Zi's face.
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Post by 24 Cows Of Ishmish on Oct 30, 2005 9:17:05 GMT -5
"At least now I can maybe go rp fantasy and...what else is on my list?" she said. She searched for her schedule, finding out its a ball of paper she had been throwing around. She opened it and saw she had fantasy, modern, movie, book, and anime, just to fit it in there. "At least anime is last." she whispered. She got up, ignored her friends, and took out her map. "Uhhh...that way!" she said, pointing to some random direction. She walked into the doors and got lost again. She sat against the wall and began to play with her paper ball.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 30, 2005 18:02:50 GMT -5
((Dude.... did you do the slight pause thing to make you seem newbier?))
Zi glanced up from her nails, and took the list gladly. "Ooooooooh! Sci-Fi!" she exclaimed, examening the list carefully. "Actually-- I have no idea where any of these classes are. I'm just a lowly janitor--the scum of the earth actually." She looked Idiot over. "But you look like a nice guy, so I'll give you a hint." She leaned forward to whisper. "Never put your pauses," she paused for dramatic affect, "in your speak-quotes." She bounced back on the balls of her feet, and suggested Idiot go ask someone with more brains. Before she pushed him away, she added that she could help with any sci-fi homework as she came from the distant future. This was somehow enough to make any new student believe the school's janitor to be deeper than she appeared-- or simply insane.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 30, 2005 19:27:14 GMT -5
Realizing it was about time for Fantasy, which she taught, Mistress Harebell put her name plaque down on her desk. Backwards. The back said 'Queen of France' for some reason. Not that Chance cared and not that anyone would see it. She made her way out of her office and towards the class room she used for teaching fantasy. Spotting a very lost looking Kim, she decided to ask the girl what was wrong. "Can I help you?" she asked with a smile, walking over to Kim.
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Post by Idiot on Oct 31, 2005 0:26:21 GMT -5
OOC: Actually, I had no idea how I was supposed to put the pause, so I took a guess.
IC: "I'm sure your hint will help me a great deal in finding my class, Ms. Janitor Zi lady." Idiot stood, scratching his head for a moment. "Do they even have scum in the future? I'm sure they could've come up with some super disinfectant or something..."
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Post by 24 Cows Of Ishmish on Oct 31, 2005 10:18:27 GMT -5
She stopped and stood up. "Oh, uh, hi, I need to find my class, Fantasy. I kinda fail in that subject, I'm best at modern stuff." she said. She handed her her paper.
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Post by Chance Harebell on Oct 31, 2005 11:45:52 GMT -5
"Fantasy, huh?" Chance asked with a grin. "Spifferific, I teach that class myself. Follow me, please." She led the way to a small class room, her long skirt swishing as she walked. Unlocking the door, she motioned for Kim to step inside.
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Post by A Lobster Formally Known as Zi on Oct 31, 2005 21:42:30 GMT -5
Zi shrugged. "Robots do mosta the work actually." She looked around the halls unpleasantly. They were mostly...... unclean. "When they hired me I'm sure the floors cried out in fear."
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Post by 24 Cows Of Ishmish on Nov 1, 2005 9:49:12 GMT -5
She walked and looked over all that chairs and stuff. She looked over to the name plaque and it said, "Queen of France." She chuckled and turned to the teacher. "Do I choose any seat or whatever?" she asked
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Post by Idiot on Nov 1, 2005 9:56:00 GMT -5
"I'm sure they did..." said Idiot carefully. "Maybe I should keep looking for my class."
At this, Idiot turned toward the nearest hall, comparing its name to the room numbers on his schedule.
Let's see, this hall is Z hall, and I want U hall... That would mean... this way? With a confused look on his face, Idiot headed in what he hoped was the direction of his class.
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