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unfoundedLegecity Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:06 pm
Re-Animation of the Dead
This is where you learn how to re-animimate the dead and keep it re-animated.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 1:47 pm
The Undertaker giggled madly as he unnailed another coffin. He lifted the lid open to reveal a coffee pot, pillows, an assortment of sweets, and a large jar of eyeballs. He hummed to himself as he did the finishing touches in his cold and damp, tomb-like classroom under the school.
Now, to see if anyone shows up to entertain him. Who knows what sort of jokes the children of underworld would know. While he wait, he might as well as take a nap inside his favorite silk-lined mahogany coffin.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 8:35 pm
Clutching a book to her chest, Helga poked her head into the underground room. It had a comferting feel to her, almost like one of the crypts or masoleums she use to explore back home. Only this room wasn't as damp and... ripe smelling as some of those places were.
"Hello? Professor?" she called out not seeing anyone in the room. Approaching the front of the room she eyed the coffins and looked at each one in turn.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 8:56 pm
Having just come from his Haunting class, Nero walked in feeling anxious and excited for the coming day. He looked around with a curious look and spotted Helga. "Hmm? Oh, hey Helga," he said trying to get her attention. "Have you seen the Professor?" Just to be sure he looked around a bit more before turning back to Helga. He could always just look to his visions for the answer but he didn't like to do that.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 9:15 pm
Helga was so focused on the coffins infront of her she never heard Nero walk in. So it was no suprise that she jumped when he called out. Turning around she saw who it was and smiled. "Nope," she said shaking her head. "I just got here a moment ago myself.... " she turned to the one coffin and looked in. Someone was laying inside, the question was... was it the teacher, or the teacher's pet project?
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 12:13 pm
The Undertaker woke to the sound of student voices and cracked open the lid of his coffin. "My, my," he giggled, "Students?"
One of the living children was peeking into one of his coffins. "Or would you like to buy a coffin for your grave? Silk-lining perhaps? Blue or green would look good with your outfit..." Undertaker turned to the boy, "Black felt or velvet would fit you...perhaps an Oak coffin, yes?"
"But if you guys don't like getting lonely," his grin widdened and he pulled his sleeve-hidden hands up to his heart, "perhaps you'd like to share a coffin with one of my friends?" He skipped over to the girl and peeked into the coffin she stood by.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 7:06 pm
"I wouldn't mind getting a coffin, but not until I'm permanently dead," Nero said. Which reminds me, I better have been in a coffin before I was reanimated or I'll have another person to be getting revenge on. he thought to himself. He just stood there as his teacher "bounced" around the room to Helga. He was a very strange teacher, one he could joke around with.
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 4:17 pm
The Undertaker actually looked at the boy from beneath his bangs. "Ooo. You're an interesting one, boy." He fumbled and patted at his dress-like robe, "Hm...I can't seem to find my roll sheet," he shrugged with a giggle, "Oops."
He skipped back to his coffin, singing something that sounded suspiciously like, "Sell something to the dead, reap it all back for my bread, brew the potions from their blood, turn them alive to be duds." He flopped onto the floor and propped his head on his arms on top of the mahogany coffin. "So, tell me. Who made you, boy? Quite nice work if I do say so myself."
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Posted: Sun Dec 05, 2010 8:17 pm
"I didn't know the guy personally, or at least I don't think I did," Nero replied. He had seen some of the man who created him's files but he payed no attention to his name, he was already dead after all. "I may not have been originally a success, the guy who created me was already killed by a previous experiment by the time I woke up, which in turn died from what I'm assuming was food deprivation. My name's Nero by the way."
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