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:33 < wow
:33 < its b33n a while since ive used the board to make my own post
:33 < eheh
:33 < how has everyone b33n doing?
:33 < i just got on to s33 if anyone would be interested in studying together
:33 < in prepurration fur finals
:33 < and also so wish any who are graduating this quarter
:33 < good luck!
:33 < if all goes well ill be joining the ranks of SeeDs next quarter
:33 < kinda hard to believe
:33 < now that i think about it...
:33 < ive b33n here fur over half a sw33p
:33 < or over a human year
:33 < hard to believe time has flown by so quickly
:33 < i arrived in this world...somewhere early april
:33 < and in the gardens may 13th only four days ago
:33 < its strange to think about

fotlenke

Absolutely amazing. Are you all from different far reaches of the Nine Realms? Absolutely astounding. I suppose I should introduce myself. Hello, Gardeners--that is quite the name, don't you think--and other world walkers. I am Sigyn Freyasdotter and I am now a cadet in training for this wonderful academy. I am hoping to partake in a tour, as the Headmaster said. Would anyone be so kind as to offer their time?

haha_steelguard

[Snow had been lying low for a while, quite unlike the congenial martial arts instructor. If you know enough, 'why' is an easy question to answer.]

[But he'd let himself do that for too long. So during lunch he'd hared off to Balamb Town, hit a couple of shops, and come back...]

[Now Snow's hanging out by the directory in the lobby, leaning against as he watches people go by. To those people, he lobs something nice he'd picked up -- honing oil and a sharpening stone if he knows you're specialized in bladed weapons, for example, or a magic stone if you're a paramagic specialist. He has a pretty good stash, and keeps better tabs on the students than you'd think, so chances are he's got something you might like.]

eyeofthetigress

{BBS}

I don't know who you are, or what you think you're pulling. This letter you gave me? Bullshit.

I want some real answers and I want them now. Start talking or I'll start bashing heads.

{Action}

_{[Stomping around the lobby is a woman who looks extremely pissed off. The letter everyone receives when they arrive is crumpled up in her fist, a fist that is being waved in the faces of various strangers as she threatens them. Feel free to approach her and get yelled at.]}

sublimelymagnificentblitz

So who all out there is interested in forming a Blitzball team? Won't be much to it since we don't have any opponents yet, but if we get enough people (and a place to play) we could have exhibitions, really get people into the game.

Blitzball, if you don't know, is played underwater. The point's to get a ball into a goal. It's a pretty rough sport, but there ain't a better one.

-Jecht

tempesting

Hello students and fellow employees! My name is Dolphin and I will be Mrs. Olivia Smith's secretary. She is the Dean of Academic's. I will try my very best to be of help to Garden, and feel free to drop by my desk anytime if you need anything. I really want to help. Have a great day! -- Dolphin

hotpinkwhirlwind

I just met someone who looked like she could have been my triplet. [Off screen. Alas, I play Sharpay and Savannah. Your character might have heard the ear piercing shriek, though, or witnessed Sharpay storming off to her office and a brunette cheerleader who looks a lot like her wandering off confused in the other direction.]

What's the weirdest encounter you've had with our recent influx of visitors? Or who do you wish would turn up? Because I'd much rather have my actual twin put in an appearance here. - Instructor Sharpay Evans

[She's still feeling a bit sulky after posting this, so instead of going over some art and music material for next week, she...sits around on the floor with her dog instead. She's holding out an empty Phoenix Down container to Boi.] Open it! [Boi cocks his head at her quizzically.] Or just bite it open...

[Yeeeeeah, guess who's trying to teach her Jack Russell terrier Recover? And it's her office hours, so anyone can wander by and see this.]

[ALTERNATELY: Friday drama class]
[IMPROV GAMES.]

I thought we'd start off with one of my personal favorites, Space Jump, so we can use it as a warmup throughout the rest of the quarter. Everyone, get in a circle. [Once that's done, Sharpay, in SeeD uniform because that's ~~how she rolls~~ what she teaches in, steps into the middle of the circle.]

We start with one or two people in the middle and give them a scenario, say... practice match with gunblades. They have to improvise that scenario until someone in the circle says, "Space jump." Then they freeze, and someone from the circle comes in and changes the scenario to something else, based on the position they were frozen in. You don't tell them the new scenario; you just start improv-ing it.

It's a lot easier to understand with a demonstration. So who'd like to start? [VOLUNTEER. VOLUNTEER ~~AS TRIBUTE~~.]

crockshot

[Thanks to all the free time lately, Artemis has been feeling more than a little antsy. Which is why after a day or so to figure out the logistics Artemis has donned her hero uniform and is currently making use of the training center after curfew for a little exercise. ]

[Standard target practice is child's play for someone with her training, so she's got targets scattered over the entire training center. This way the flora and fauna of the center can work as obstacles she has to work her way around. It's brilliant really even if it's not entirely as strenuous as she might have liked. There honestly aren't enough T-rexaur's to actually make it as dangerous as she'd like which probably says something about the young archer's state of mind.]

[Anyone who happens to stumble upon the training center will probably notice the constant cowled hero in green making her way everywhere using the trees and fences to maneuver around all while displaying perfect archery skills. Other capes and other characters in general are more than welcome to stare/mock/whatever at Artemis at their own risk naturally. She is obviously armed after all.]

distantbird

[Raven is not a very talkative person, and she is still rather unfamiliar with computers despite having been in the Garden for months. However, she has had this question nagging in the back of her mind for some time, and she's not sure where else she could ask.

So, here goes!]

I have questions.

There are people here who aren't human, dwarf or elf. Then there are those who look human, but turn into something else. Half-Monsters.

Is this common?

Second question. I haven't seen dwarves and elves here yet. Do they exist?

[Unsigned.]

rebellingheart

[In the quad, Rinoa sits under her usual tree. It's probably a rather peculiar sight as on one side of her there is Angelo, on the other side there's a young cat, and in her lap there's a little plush lion. Despite all this anyone who knows her will realize that she's absolutely miserable. Though to be fair those who don't know her will too as it's written all over her face. Which is a crime when surrounded by such cute things, but honestly she can't help it.]

I should probably know better by now, right Angelo?

[The poor dog just sighs and rests her head on Rinoa's knee with a long suffering look in her eyes. It always seems to bother Angelo when Rinoa gets all moody like this. Jules, the cat, just seems miffed that her purring isn't enough to cheer Rinoa up, and every now and then her tail lashes out crankily. Not being able to help sucks.]

Don't worry girl, it will be different next time. [She pauses and then adds softly.] If there is a next time.

freying

[ While location may be everything in real estate, timing may just be everything when it comes to the Time Compression pulling people here. The young woman who found herself on the ground when she wasn't expecting it had little to actually complain about, too much at a loss of energy and blood from a wound dying the fabric of her beautiful, medieval gown a dull red-brown at her right side to much complain about what ground she was expiring on. Freya was aware she was dying, had known so almost immediately after being wounded, and if it was disorienting and jarring to have gone from being carried by Merlin to dropped on the not-so welcoming ground, well, at least he had been trying.

Having strangers find her should have been more upsetting, but outside of expediting her current process to its natural conclusion, she wasn't finding it in her to get heavily upset. There are two times to run into her on this ~~bloody valentine~~ evening: ]

1. [ As she's brought into the infirmary, still responsive to questions, but actively bleeding and incredibly pale; ]

2. [ Or after people have managed what Freya swears should have been impossible, and she's stable enough to be looking forward to more than a few hours left in existence. Still pale, still disorientated, and now a bit mystified by the explanations offered, a tired Freya is alert enough to be spoken with. ~~Please don't stab her again she's at maximum daily quota!~~ ]

wrnpcs

Because we've been posting here a lot lately, both the host/ess clubs and the movie screening are going to be in this post under different threads.
Host and hostess clubs: Cafeteria; boys 0800-1200, girls 1330-1630.
Movie screening: Quad; setting up from 2000, film starts 2100 and runs about an hour and a half.

f8tal

[Vriska had very special ways of dealing with "stress". During her time here she slowly learned to start changing her ways of dealing with "stress", but it was and continues to be an uphill battle that she has constantly doubted being worth the effort at all. Yet she knew this wasn't Alternia and outwardly killing someone to relieve anger with minimal consequences here was preposterous. She was outnumbered here anyways.

But she found ways to deal with things her way and they helped to an extent.

The mutilated T-Rex before her was proof of that. She stood in front of its head, breathing heavily and drenched in its blood with the broken sword handle still in her grasp. Some of her own cerulean blue blood mixed in with the red of the dinosaur's on her person, but if any of her own wounds hindered her she didn't show it.]

piechemist

_{[Cissie's been gone long enough for Rorona to realize her only apprentice has gone home, but she's been busy pouting in private and making pies to say anything about it. Now, though, it's time to see if she can't find anyone else to teach alchemy to.]}

Is there anyone who wants to learn alchemy?? I'm looking for possible new apprentices! OR just an apprentice.

Anyway, if you're interested, lemme know! And... I'll interview you!

-- Rorona

consorts

[ Merlin's information on the BBS was helpful enough to get her started on making a post, but for the most part Gwen is still struggling. Sure, the keys and characters are much more legible than script, but finding the right one in the rows took her quite some time. After writing it up she longed for quill and parchment. ]

Hello Garden Dwellers,

I am having an issue with my standard Garden cadet uniform. I am not at all fond of the cut and location of the hem.

[ Translation: her medieval sensibilities make showing her legs not an option! ]

I am, however, quite adept at sewing. If anyone knows where I might obtain fabric, needle, thread and perhaps some beading I would be in your debt. If anyone is interested in a dress or anything else please do not hesitate to let me know.

Sincerely,
Guinevere

kitchenfistfirechaosstyle

[Why has everybody been turning down Pinkie Pie's party invites? Including fellow teacher Champloo?]

[Well, he can't speak for anyone else, but amongst the SeeDs, instructors, faculty, and current and former students of Ms. Pie and himself, he has been arranging a surprise party for her for some time. And while it is grossly inconvenient for her to have chosen to host a party for herself at the same time as the surprise party, he is confident that the other invitees will reveal nothing and excuse themselves with grace and dignity, which Pinkie Pie will understand perfectly.]

[Just like he had.]

[Hoboy.]

[Whatever the case, the evening after Pinkie's invitational efforts finds him running about to confirm attendance and make sure all is in readiness.]

[OOC: Assume your character got invited if you want them to be invited. (And is being nigh-forced to attend, if you want them to but they wouldn't normally!) On the other hand, if they try to tell Pinkie the truth, they will have a cranky demonic chef descend upon them. He can communicate with the heart of ingredients, after all, and all Garden is an ingredient in this party.]

lionesshearted

I would like to some volunteers in the lounge. While it's not an official job yet that I can pay you for, I'll try and compensate in some way. Rules still apply, and I would ask that only those over the age of twenty-one see me for it.

-Raine Loire

[Anyone looking for her can find her in the lounge, polishing glasses and tables, generally just keeping it tidy, and chatting with any guests. She's dressed as usual, wearing that smile as she works.]

laughafterme

[TODAY IS THE DAY! Pinkie Pie finally celebrates HERSELF! On her trusty pogo stick, she bounces around Garden with Gummy in her hair (hanging on for dear life), throwing confetti in her wake and shouting:]

COME TO MY SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME ONE YEAR PLUS SOME MONTHS SEED GRADUATION ANNIVERSARY!!

[She hands a cupcake to each person she sees. It's a bribe! Pinkie doesn't care how shameless it is, only if people will eat it happily and come to her party!]

(ooc: Please turn down her invite, folks! Nicely or however your character wishes! There is a good reason! (totally playing off this episode in the link, thanks to a helpful friend!)

eiusumbra

[One moment, Shadow was alone, minding his own business, and the next he's...still alone. Perhaps not much has changed besides not having Rouge and Omega around, but it doesn't mean he likes being transported to places against his will.

At least he has been here before.]

...you're kidding me...

[The first thing he does, besides look around in discontent, is go to a computer to check his own file. Sure enough, he's there, with his old student number to boot.]

Did I miss anything?|

-Shadow
SeeD #83425

youngnobelman

[If anyone comes into the infirmary today, they'll find Touma refamiliarizing himself with where everything is (some of it has changed since he was out on a mission), and organizing medical files (there's a growing pile of files for people who are no longer here, according to the latest list from admin).]

[At lunchtime, he hits the cafeteria, surveying the food with some slight distaste. Ah, cafeteria food, he has not missed you. As he loads up his tray with more food than it looks like he'd really eat, he has a device in his hand, which he occasionally talks to:]

What do you want in your wrap?

Do they still have that dressing I like?

[... Yeah, that thing just talked back.]

[Later on, when he gets some downtime from the infirmary that coincides with classes being out, Touma heads for the boxing and martial arts classrooms. He puts on a pair of boxing gloves and starts punching a heavy bag, a little rusty to start with but soon with the fluidity of several years' practice.]

(OOC: Despite the fourteen-year-old icons, Touma is twenty in this game!)

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Witches Reign

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001 sorceress; bbs

Have a thing you'd like! [Action, the lobby]

Hunt 01 ➳ BBS & Action

[BBS]

/01/ bbs.

(ninth act) BBS + action (action open to fourth wall); also drama class

[Action] In the dark of the night

[bbs] question

[Action] backdated because I fail - pouring emo buckets all over the quad

[action] when arriving, please refrain from dying on the lawn

Valentines events

action | open | training arena | TW: Blood & Gore

second pie [BBS]

ii • ( bbs )

[Action] Parties scheduled over surprise parties, like venison in the Szechuan chicken!

Third Flower ❀ BBS/Action

PARTY HOPPING! [Action]

Repeating. [Action + BBS]

(first punch) action; disguised multiple choice

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