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 Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 6:32 pm
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The Broken Immortal
╚XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╝ ✎You won't cry for my absence, I know
xx✎Though I die to know you love me
✎You forgot me long ago
xx✎I'm all alone Seeing no one was jumping to answer, Nicolai closed his eyes out of annoyance. However, he heard Demicona speak and looked at her. "I admire that you answered, Miss Madandah. However, that's not entirely true. The primary goal of creative non-fiction is to communicate information, just like a report, but to shape it in a way that reads like fiction. Biography, food writing, literary journalism, memoirs, personal essays, travel writing, and several other hybridized essays fall into this type of writing." He looked over as another young woman came in, apologizing for being late. Nicolai raised an eyebrow at her. "You are still late, Miss Suma. Until you are seated at a desk, you are not a part of this class. Take this journal and take a seat. You can ask another student what they're used for." He set the journal on the pedestal as he spotted someone sleeping in the back, and his eyes narrowed almost as if he was a sniper. Without warning, he threw the stick of chalk at the student, making the student fall back with a shout. The shocking part wasn't even that; the student was a girl. Obviously, gender didn't matter to him when it came to punishment. "If you're hoping for an easy A, then you've come to the wrong class. Put your chair in the back of the room and stand for the duration of the lesson. Perhaps this will teach you to pay attention."Did you know that the creative writing classroom is a fine place to be?
I didn't know Demicona, Cheyenne, and Yui would be here!
I'm feeling a bit annoyed right now.
My heart belongs to no one, so back off.
Out Of Creativity: Heheh....I love playing Nicolai on bad days. twisted Angelbeats123 Could you make your picture smaller, Angel? For some reason, it stretches the page on my computer. ^^;
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 6:44 pm
Can I take you and lock you up in my locket so I can keep you like I did my parents? DEMICONA MADANDAH  → Will you let me read you like a book? → Will you take me for who I am? → Will you look into my real eyes? → Will you accept to be the one I lock safe in my locket? Let me read you like a book. Let me read you like a book. Demi immediately picked her pen up and wrote the information down the teacher was giving, atleast she was somewhere along that route, with the essay and journal part as well. After taking that information to her journal, she watched as Reinhardt had reached his hand back and flung the chalk, it obviousely had struck someones head by the sound it had made, it was quite the hilarious sight, but you would have to go rough with immortal students and all. Demi turned her attention over to Cheyanne, maybe if she would've answered, then Demi would've got off easily then get embarrassed, but everyone makes mistakes. She stared back at Reinhardt waiting for any further explanations. Let me read you like a book.Let me read you like a book. So I won't have to fear losing you. ← So I can keep my hobbies and continue to be who I am. ← So I don't have to be ashamed of ever needing glasses. ← So I will not fret to shed another tear every second of my life for the fear that came true. ← But will you continue to love me no matter what happens like my parents did?
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 7:16 pm
 Yui stepped away from the wall and went to grab the journal and sat in a desk. "better."she looked around the room. "soo what did I miss."She leaned back in her chair grabbing a pencil from her bag.She tapped the desk with her finger nail watching out the window once she noticed the other people again it made her growl quietly to her self.She looked back at the teacher trying to ignore the fact there were other people around her. ((sry it did that with the pic I fixed it))
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 11:00 pm
 ✿Location= Creative Writing Class ✿Mood= Content ✿Outfit(OOC: ) Hold fast to dreams,
for if dreams die..
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Cheyenne nervously chewed on the end of her pencil. Judging from Nicolai's behavior and his question, she knew this class would be a bit of a challenge for her. Cheyenne didn't have any clue on how to answer the question. This is why I need to stop getting so excitable. As soon as I calm down my mind goes blank. As Demi answered, Cheyenne felt...well, stupid. Cheyenne was essentially a hard worker, but uncertain of her own abilities, so she hardly raised her hand in class. I vowed to myself that I would change that. Some progress I'm making.
Cheyenne hung her head as she wrote down notes.
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Life is a broken-winged bird
that cannot fly.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:28 am
 Kyonshii T.
first person narrative
\i can try to teleport myself in there, but the chances of being discovered is high...// -i thought to myself as i sigh, running out of options as to how i can enter witnout getting probably a scolding, a lecturing, advices on reaching early and the look that sayd that you might get detention. i frown, took a deep breath and decided, emotion_bigvein \heck, i can handle a detention// i reach out and stepped into the room, suddenly remembering i needed at least an excuse, didn't i? i look up at the teacher and his stone-cold face and spoke. "sorry i'm late, i overslept" .\remember to add this into your book of lame excuses for being late// .i bowed and greeted the teacher, ready to recieve any punishment if i have to.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 1:34 pm
kyonshii takimori'][/quote]
[quote="Angelbeats123 Can I take you and lock you up in my locket so I can keep you like I did my parents? DEMICONA MADANDAH → Will you let me read you like a book? → Will you take me for who I am? → Will you look into my real eyes? → Will you accept to be the one I lock safe in my locket? Let me read you like a book.Let me read you like a book. Demicona blinked waiting for the teacher to say something more and stared at the clock, the bell was about to ring. She had wondered whether to eat outside when luch comes or to eat with a friend, but she didn't know who to make friends with, there was lots of girls, but girls had never understood her well. Sometimes Demicona had just wished to hang out with a girl and pull off a sleep over in a dorm on a Friday night until Saturday arises, but no, it wasn't like that. Every girl in this academy had seemed to share dorms with males, which did not seem right in her opinion, they had also hooked up with the males in their dorms. What if they were to break up with that male and still had to share a dorm with them for the rest of the year, then would they think twice about only looking at relationships with the ones who share dorm with them. She thought more outside of the box, if she was going to hook up, she certainly would not with someone sharing a dorm with her, she wouldn't share a dorm with boys either, privacy much? The bell had finally struck snapping her back in her chair out of thought. Let me read you like a book.Let me read you like a book. So I won't have to fear losing you. ← So I can keep my hobbies and continue to be who I am. ← So I don't have to be ashamed of ever needing glasses. ← So I will not fret to shed another tear every second of my life for the fear that came true. ← But will you continue to love me no matter what happens like my parents did?
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Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:28 am
✧✧✧ Kyrin Fyre ✧✧✧
Kyrin stood in the hallway for a minute longer, looking between the paper in his hand and the small sign above the door to make sure he was about to enter the right class. How embarrassing would it be to go into the wrong one? He had never particularly liked the idea, so he always triple checks.
A small yawn slipped from between Kyrin's soft lips and he rubbed his eyes lightly. "Great, maybe I shouldn't have stayed up so late.", he mumbled to himself. That was one thing about him, he often times stayed up too late reading. He had made the mistake of doing that last night. He really, really hoped that he wouldn't fall asleep in class, but that felt highly unlikely.
He smiled ever so slightly and looked at his reflection in the mirror once then brushed his hair back out of his face and let it fall messily back over his forehead. His smile vanished for half a second but then came back as he tried to fix it, but after a second he gave up. There was no way he could get it perfect before class was supposed to start. He sighed lightly then opened the door to the classroom, "Um... Hello, I'm Kyrin Fyre. Is this by any chance the creative writing class?" He winced slightly at how he stumbled over his words but quickly regained his composure. He smirked slightly and looked around the mostly empty class room. There were a couple students already at their seats but not many. He looked back to the professor as he shoved the paper with his classes written on it into his pocket.
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Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 7:12 am
Haven Black  Haven was already seated in class, her personal journal (not the one the professor will give out) in front of her on her desk and a black feather pen along side it. She sighed as she waited for the tardy bell to ring and looked around the class. So far, she's been able to tolerate the noise level of the class, which isn't that loud. She glanced at her personal journal, debating to write on it or not. A few moments later, she decided not to, since class is almost about to begin.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 12:17 pm
✧✧✧ Kyrin Fyre ✧✧✧
Kyrin glanced around the classroom once more, this time looking at each of the other students in turn and he noticed a rather pretty girl with long, dark hair. He smiled. It was time to bring out the charm. He stuck his right hand into his back pocket and sauntered over to her desk, completely forgetting about the professor. He pushed his blond hair back off his face and offered out his most charming smile to the girl, hoping she would notice.
Once he got to her desk, he looked down at her then kneeled beside it, crossing his arms up on the edge. He set his chin lightly on his arms and smiled at her, "Hello there. You're kinda cute." He flashed her a quick wink then stood and offered out his hand for her to shake. "My name is Kyrin, what about yours, darling?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 6:10 pm
Haven Black surprised riginal" class="user_img" alt="User Image" /> ✥╔══════════════════════════╗✥Haven looked at his outstretched hand, then glanced at the guy's face.
"Don't need to know, dear." She sneered out the last word. She crossed her arms over chest and looked forward.✥ ╚═════════════════════════╝✥
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 7:06 pm
✧✧✧ Kyrin Fyre ✧✧✧
Kyrin winced slightly and his hand fell roughly to his side. He shook his head slightly and rolled his eyes then crossed his arms over her chest and leaned back against the desk next to hers, "Little harsh there at the end, sweetheart." He smirked slightly then turned to walk away, not waiting for a response.
Kyrin decided on a seat near the front and sat down. He shrugged his leather jacket off and hung it on the back of his chair then sudden wearyness hit him. He put his head down on his desk and closed his eyes, thinking that it was a few minutes until class started and only intending to relax for a second. A small sigh escaped his lips and he slowly started falling asleep just like that, his head on his desk.
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Posted: Sat Mar 30, 2013 8:02 pm
Haven Black surprised riginal" class="user_img" alt="User Image" /> ✥╔══════════════════════════╗✥Haven smirked and uncrossed her arms. She set them down on the desk and patiently waited for the class to start. But as time passed, she easily started to get bored. She despised it. With a sigh, she ran her hand through her thick, long black hair and glanced at the guy who introduced himself to her just a few moments ago, and whom she been rude to. She was tempted do something to keep herself entertained, and if this guy was her only option right now, so be it.
Ever so silently, she took a paper from her personal journal, wrote down "I'm sorry I was rude to you earlier. I was...not in the mood. Forgive me, please."
She folded the paper into a shape of star and sneakily threw it to where the blonde guy sat, hitting him on head and landing right in front of him on his desk.✥ ╚═════════════════════════╝✥
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 1:29 pm
✧✧✧ Kyrin Fyre ✧✧✧
As soon as the neatly folded paper hit Kyrin's head, he snapped awake. He sat up so quickly that his chair nearly fell back against the desk behind him, but he saved himself just in time. "What the..." he murmured to himself, hoping that no one heard him or saw the... special show he put on at his waking. Quickly, he tossed a glance around the room then looked at the star-shaped paper on his desk.
Kyrin raised a perfectly arched eyebrow and unfolded the paper, then read the note with a smile. 'She's apologizing? Whoa...' he thought, the smirk coming back to his lips. He flipped the paper over and pulled out a pencil, tapping the eraser against his lips while deciding what to write.
After he decided, he put his pencil to the paper and wrote in his big, loopy, handwriting: It's alright, I understand that. We were both at fault, anyways, so I am sorry for pestering you.
He read over what he had written then folded the paper along the creases, back to it's star shape. He turned and looked at the girl then tossed it back to her. It slid along the top of her desk and perched on the edge, threatening to fall off. He turned back to the front of the class and brushed his hair back off his face.
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 4:28 pm
Haven Black surprised riginal" class="user_img" alt="User Image" /> ✥╔══════════════════════════╗✥Haven caught the paper just in time before it fell off. She unfolded it and silently read his response. She then took out another sheet of paper (from her medium-sized handbag this time) and wrote:
"It's fine, really. But don't let the apology go to your blonde head of yours, Mr. Kyrin. I only did it because I was slowly dying of boredom and needed something to do."
She folded the paper into a shape of star and sneakily threw it to back to where the blonde guy sat, hitting him on the head again before landing right in front of him on his desk.✥╚═════════════════════════╝✥
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 4:45 pm
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There was a faint noise of crutches hitting solid ground with a faint creek noise coming from the hallway, growing ever so louder as they came near the entrance of a room. A female figure made her way inside the class, still nervous about just arriving at the academy. She had chocolate colored hair going down her head and seemed to be a type of nerd of sorts. She was fully aware of her nerdy type of look, but she liked it. She was, in fact, using crutches to get around from her broken leg, resting in a red cast. "Ummm, hi?"
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Out Of Chocolate:
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