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 Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 12:31 pm
The dorm rooms are complete with three beds; one bunk bed and one separate bed, with an open kitchen, which has one refrigerator, one electric stove, with an oven attached, one stainless steel sink, counter space, a microwave, a toaster and cabinets. There is also an eating area, with room for electronic entertainment, and it is furnished with a low eating table with four cushions. There is also a bathroom with a toilet, sink, a shower.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:25 pm
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George woke up. He quickly slunk into the bathroom to wash off. Once that arduous task was done, he began to work his way back to his bed. It was still early in the morning, so he wasn't that worried about being late. His alarm hadn't even gone off yet. So, laziness took over. He laid down, closing his eyes for a moment, which stretched to two. Which indeed turned into a few minutes where he napped. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 6:34 pm
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George woke up to the sound of his alarm going off. This was the OH-s**t-YOU-ARE-LATE alarm. George then panicked, seeing how he had a new homeroom now. So, grabbing his things (and his painting) George ran out the door, to go to his class. (4-A) I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 7:33 pm
"This place is crap." By this place he means Japan, and by crap he means it sucked way too much *a**. It's only been a week since he arrived here in Japan and already he was arrested by the damn police for not being at school. That's just stupid; not even America was that stringent on school...
It's a good thing that this Academy accepted him without looking through his history. In all honesty, young Michael Eastwood didn't think that he would actually get into a school due to his years of absence from school. Not only that, but his educational level is at least a level of an eighth grader; he actually thought that he was going to take some sort of test, luckily that wasn't the case.
Even better, they gave him a dorm to stay in; the best thing about it? There was an empty room with a large bed that's not being used at the moment. Dropping his things in the vacant room he hopped onto the bed, lying there before groaning. "There's not much to do around here is there?" he muttered as he looked up at the white ceiling.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 12:08 pm
Michael looked up at the ceiling, before he groaned as he slowly got off the bed and walked to the kitchen, curious to know what kind of food that these guys have... Taking out the cheese, ham, bread, lettuce, tomatoes, mustards and mayo he started to make himself a nice ham sandwich. After cleaning up the place he picked up his wallet and walked out of the dorm...not really knowing where to actually go...
The Australian walked back in, and picked up his quiver and his bow. Hey, you can never be too sure around this place.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:25 am
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George entered his dorm, ready to work some more. He went over and printed off the famous picture of the Scream. Done with his work, he then turned to his parchment ready to write. He sat down, and began to scratch out more of his thesis. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 9:21 am
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George looked at the time. It was getting on a bit, but his thesis: it was working so well. Everything began to fit in. Every little thing. He was giddy. His life's goal it was all making sense now. George grinned, and laughed out loud. He was probably going insane. But insanity, that was good. Yes, very good. He turned back to his thesis, yes this. This was a piece of art. George chuckled to himself. That sounded insane to even him. But he couldn't turn back. No not yet. Not while he was so close. Magic falls under four basic categories:
~Creation
~Necromancy
~Primal
~Arcane
Each of the four categories balances another category.
Creation~Necromancy
Primal~Arcane
Creation is the only mystery to us. For Necromancy, Primal, and the Aracane derives its power from the third Energy that exists: Energy itself. Now, though, I deposit a theory that there is a fourth Energy that Creation itself draws its powers from. That Energy: Life Energy. The particles that make us move and lets our heart to beat.
This theory is revolutionary, but not new. Life Energy has been presented to us before. It is, however, has been ignored for it does not fall under the Wundt theory of Magic. Of course, now that my little secret, which has lead you to reading this theory is out, why, the reader of this might ask, should you continue to read? Because, I now explain how one can prove the idea of Life Energy. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2012 6:16 pm
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George felt the need to stretch his legs. Getting up, he decided to go out into the hallway, just for a little walk. His legs could use it, he decided. (Dorm Hallway) I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 7:19 am
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George walked into his dorm, and smiled. "Well, that was fun!" He said to the air. Working seemed so boring now. Turning around, he noticed the time. He hadn't eaten in hours. As such, he decided to go off and prepare a meal for himself. Even if no one else was here to enjoy it. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 3:00 pm
The lights flickered for a second. The first sign something was going to happen.
In a matter of seconds, the building seemed to go black as the electricity went out in the hallways, then each dorm room lost all of its power.
Late Night, The Dorm Building [Everything Inside of It, Dorms Too] Suffers A Blackout.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 3:58 pm
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George was using a candle to write more. Of course he was, he's insane like that. That, and the electricity was out. He hated working by candle light. Though it did add to the mood, he guessed. Kinda like he was insane, and writing a masterpiece. He chuckled to himself. Sometimes his imagination did run a bit wild. Not too wild though, otherwise he would have been admitted long ago. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 8:38 am
Setsuna steps into the room and looks around for a moment. Lights are off, but... a candle. "G-George-san? What are you doing by candlelight?" He was a strange one, that's for certain, but... candlelight? She walks over to peek over his shoulder at whatever he's doing... why candlelight?
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 1:33 pm
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George chuckled a bit before turning around. "Writing." He showed her. It was his thesis on magic. Now, he wasn't sure how much Setsuna knew about the magic world. But it didn't matter. If she didn't believe in Magic she would rationalize it. If she did, then she might have more insight into his writings. Next to the writings was a painting that he had been working on for some time. In the front was Konoka reaching out for Setsuna, her 'protector'. Or whatever. He had felt that vibe of closeness between them once he had seen them together. He wondered which one Setsuna would focus on, the theory or the painting. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 7:40 am
Though with what was about to happen, it could be said, that there might not be time to even focus on either.
It was only moments later when Rilkon burst through the window, taking the opportunity of the blackout to make a surprise entrance. From what Dark Ian told him, this was once the room he lived in, and also where he hid the book... the one William wanted.
He let off a rusty color aura and forced everything metal in the room to fly at Setsuna and George, whether it be blunt sharp, small or big, if it had enough metal, it moved.
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 10:28 am
Philosopher of Magic
George Freeman
I created a theory that could last throughout the ages.
I unified the Magic world and it's laws.
I stood there as an empire fell, since I failed to predict one thing with my equation.
I was there when I was proven right.
I remember being mentioned as the savior.
But I remember none of it.
My memories are of the future.
For now, I am only a school boy.
Creating the formula for the first time.
Sacrificing any chance for love.
For all I need is my books. George swirled around as the first metal object flew past him. He turned, the glowing candle light showed Rilkon burst in. He was hit by a flying ball, and a the slashed by a knife. But he ignored the pain. He had faced worse. Much worse. Smiling lightly, he grabbed the knife out of the air, in an almost bad a** way. Of course the knife pulled and tried to stab him, but George was able to keep the knife in control. He then stared at Rilkon, and spoke. "Who. Are. You?" He asked, really pissed that someone interrupted him in his writing. I can see only one thing in the future: That it will surprise us all.
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