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 Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 4:43 pm
Better say your prayers. Hope your not in here for the wrong reason.....
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2010 2:42 pm
Mike walked in and coughed. "Exuse me, but i need to tell the dean something very important." Mike spoke cooly.
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long_lost_soul_left_here Crew
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:30 pm
Carter walked in to the office to speak to the man about her class. she sat down and waited for someone to call her name to go in. As she waited she crossed her legs and patted a little beat on her upper leg.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 3:42 pm
Dean Masterbee walked into the office, and saw a young student sitting in a chair by his office. "Anything I can assist you with, novice?" He asked hurridly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:05 pm
y-yes i-i was woundering what class i would be for i have not been placed Carter asked.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:07 pm
((All you had to do was send me a PM and tell me you hadn't been placed.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 4:12 pm
((come on tg dude what taking so long.....plez just put me some were))
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 4:16 pm
Dean Masterbee walked into his office, sitting down at his desk. He began riffling through some old documents that had been placed on his desk, most likely the assistant director. He sighed, and continued searching for something...
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 4:38 pm
╒═══════════════════╕
.. | ʈαωяɘȵϲɘ |
╘═══════════════════╛  ⋨ "Arson, after all, is an artificial crime...A large number of houses deserve to be burnt."⋩
..............►Tawrence◄ sighed, finally making her way to the deans office. She had done at least three laps around the school, taking her sweet time getting to the Deans office. She knew she would get in a little trouble for the whole walking out of class thing, but it really was the teachers fault. The teacher had given her attitude which was something Tawrence wouldn't stand for, ever. She was a bit nervous about going to the Dean office for one main reason: She had left the school.
....About three months ago, she just up and left the school to live with her friend/love interest and play in his band. It was just the two of them, him vocals and her piano. How she loved the piano, it was the only thing that was able to calm her down. She walked into the Deans office and stood at the doorway, seeing him shuffling through papers,"Long time no see, sir." she said as she plopped down into the chair in front of his desk. ◣ σσҫ: ◥
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:42 pm
Masterbee sighed. "Hello, Tawrence." He frowned, and reclinded back into his chair. "I heard you gave your teacher a hard time. Care to tell me why?" He asked restlessly...
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2010 6:27 pm
╒═══════════════════╕
.. | ʈαωяɘȵϲɘ |
╘═══════════════════╛ ⋨ "Arson, after all, is an artificial crime...A large number of houses deserve to be burnt."⋩
....►Tawrence◄ smirked as the Dean addressed her,"Hello Tawrence, I heard you gave your teacher a hard time. Care to tell me why?" She sighed, biting down on her lip. She though for a couple second, then smiled to herself approvingly,"Well, you see. I got to the class early today, which, you know is very unlike me. So I'm there in a good mood and suddenly this new teacher just burst into the class room and starts yelling at me! I kindly inform her on how I was here on time, ya see, as everyone else was late. Then she goes on..." Tawrence pause for a second, then made herself start to tear up,"...then she goes on about how my mother doesn't love me. How she wanted to give me up at birth. She then threw me out of the classroom and sent me here!" she said, throwing her arms in the air and button her head down on the desk making sobbing sounds.
....With her forehead still down, leaning on the edge of the Deans desk, she continued to fake sob. She knew if she stopped, she would burst into hysterical laughter. She knew she could sell a fake story, easy, but hte one she just made up was hilarious. She wasn't sure if the Dean would buy it, but if he did, then hopefully good riddence to the teacher,'What ever happened to the other teacher, the one I had before I left?' She though for a second,'Now that lady, was nice.' She shrugged the though off in her head, and lighten up on the fake crying. She was good at that, the fake crying. She felt her cheeks wet, which did bother her. She hated the feeling of tears on her cheeks, fake or not. It just felt odd.
....Tawrence though about what it was like here before she left. What she was like. She laughed for a second, thinking about her old self. Back then, she had pretty long blonde hair, with the same gray eyes. She was quieter and much less outgoing. Drake had changed that. She though about the people she met, there was this one girl she remembered in particular. She watched Tawrence play the piano the first week she arrived here. She never caught her name, and she would have remembered if she had since she has the memory of an elephant. She had only been in the school, what, a little over a month before she left. She was gone for three, and now, she was back. If it was her choice, she'd still be with Drake, be it's not, and she isn't. She's in the Deans office of Aurora High, stuck, not allowed to leave. ◣ σσҫ: ◥
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 9:52 am
Dean Masterbee leaned forward, pursing his lips together in deep thought. "Miss Tawrence, I have matters to attend to, that does not include listening to tall tales from children." Masterbee was in a bit of a bitter mood lately. Who wouldn't be, with all this war and having to deal with Maliborne so much. It was a hassle, and he knew no one at this school appreciated anything he was trying to do. "Now, I understand you wizards are undeer much stress, as am I, but you have to understand this. We, being the teachers and myself, are here to give our knowledge to you. You're going to want to learn every spell you can to even have the slightest chance at defeating Maliborne, which is slim." He sighed, and shook hsi head, leaning back in his chair. "I'll dismiss this for now, but please, try not to give the teachers a hard time. Return to your classes. Learn new spells. Venture around when you have your own time. But please, listen. Be aware." He shook his head, and continued looking for his documents he was told to return to the Assistant director of Aurora High. "That will be all, thank you."
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Posted: Sun Jun 13, 2010 6:54 pm
((I don't like posting if it's under two paragraphs, so let's just say she left xD))
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 3:28 pm
Drake walked in and was wondering what to do and he walked over to the person behind a desk. " Where do i go for the school of death?" he asked.
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The_Original_River_Song Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 7:27 pm
((MAC DI SIGMA))
Upon arriving at the headmaster's office, Stephen looked at Anaiis, his hand stopped just short of the door. "What your theory?" he asked her. And then she got all nervous and started rambling.
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