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 Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 9:07 pm
 A place for the teachers to relax between classes. No students are permitted without permission of a teacher.
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 9:35 pm
 Geno O'Fogharty He held open the door once more, "How do you like your tea?", he smiled as he walked over towards the coffee machine, "I can make it any way, Irish, English, Indian, Native American, you name it.", he grinned as he danced around the tea machine, enjoying himself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 2:45 am
NPC guards with him at the moment Tyronne scoffed and rolled his eyes. Jetted to a prison camp. Then to here. How many times would these idiots lose track of him or ahold of him before they backed the f**k off??? He scowled a bit. "Hey! Hey dumbasses?! You got a brain?! You realize I will be out of these before you find that headmaster right???" he asked. He wanted to make Lakota spirits. Honestly he and his guardian spirit already undid the handcuffs. He was holding them in place. The men around him in a circle. Punk a** pussies...took all them for one teenager? Idiots.
The leader of one of the middle eastern armies, unknown which, saluted the man inside. "We look for the Headmaster."
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 2:52 am
Geno O'Fogharty Geno adjusted his gloves, "The headmaster?", he gave an evil laugh, and grew to 7'8, and his eyes turned dark green, "Laddy, I don't know who you are, or what you want with the Headmaster or this boyo, but you wont get far human.", he laughed, taking his pocket watch, and placed it n the table, "I am Irish, you are middle eastern, I was a slave two thousand years ago to your people. Lets have fun.", he psychotically laughed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 3:19 am
NPC guards with him at the momentTyrrone moved his legs and twisted. Minor bruiding but it heal. He heard the clicks of the handcuffs then closed his eyes. His spirit guardian weaved into the shackles. He watched the men. "Delivery boys they is." He said with a laugh. Moving his form back to dodge a strike from a weapon. "Yeah uh huh. Street hoes hit faster. Try again old man." He said with a badass whatever you wannabe tone. He listened to the man. They had eyes on him from him going gaint. The sounds of the metal handcuffs and shackles hitting the ground rang out. "man...you know hard it was to keep in those to humor. Oh here big man you might want these." Swiping them up he gave them to one of them then dropped down. Side sweeping the gaping mouth soldier near him then rushed out of the circle. Kicking off the shoes and climbed the wall in the room quickly. Jumping onto a shelf. "Nnnn....god you ******** suck. I played along now imma bounce." He grinned impishly.
The soldiers pointed their weapons at him. "We are delivering a prisoner to the headmaster. He was supposed to receive the intel awhile ago. This is boarding school for boys yes?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 3:27 am
Geno O'Fogharty "Aye you ********, I am the school therapist, and unless you want to leave with the boy, get out of here before I kill you all.", he grinned, cracking his knuckles, "Twelve time U.S Marine Corp, and you must be Israelis, this'll be fun, you ever seen a Leprechaun gentlemen?", he grinned, "Cause I am Geno O'Fogharty, the most brutal living Leprechaun., he lifted the seemingly leader of the men, "Now leave the boy with me."
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 3:59 am
Tyrrone. Launched himself from the shelf and shifted wolf. lunging into the leader and bit down on his neck. Digging his fangs in then ripped it out. Pulling out the shank knife and plunged it in the guys chest. "That is for trying to cop a feel..." He hissed down at him. Doing a spiral kick and knocked out a couple. A heavy hit caused him to backflip to land on his hand. Sticking his tongue out.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:01 am
 "ENOUGH!" Erynion barked as he entered the lounge. "Geno, control that temper. and for the love of the Forest put that poor man down." He turned and bowed formally to the guards. "I am Headmaster Erynion. Forgive our resident therapist, he has the temper of the Irish." He shot a glare at Geno. "Yes I did recieve the dossier on Mr. Tyler here and I do believe he can excel here should we work with him, not against him. Please remove his cuffs, he is a child and a student here, not a prisoner." Erynion was appalled by seeing the student in cuffs.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:07 am
Geno O'Fogharty When he heard Erynion shout, he dropped the man, and stepped back, "I-I'm sorry Erynion...", the color flushed from his face, "I-I didn't mean to upset you...", he shrunk back down to 5'2, "L-let me at the least lead these men out of the building...", he asked as he straightened out his hair.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:20 am
Tyrrone stood up and hid his knife again. This time behind his hback. "Dumbass! I already removed the cuffs and the shackles! Gave them back to mr. dead man's second...or he will be dead soon." He said hotly. Glaring at him. "I AM NOT A F**KING CHILD!! I RAISE MY OWN DAMN SELF AND I KNOW A LOT MORE THAN YOU WHITE ELF MAN!" He said hotly. He lookd at him. "WHOA! They fit my rap sheet that takes five filing cabinets in one little dossier. Didn't think they had THAT much brain power."The new leader saluted as the others picked up fallen comrades. "Yes sir. However, he was. Escape prisoner from numerous jails and prison camps." He said sternly. "We are just here to deliver the ex prisoner to you. We shall be leaving now."Ahhhh hellna!!! WHo this asswipe think he is?! He ran towards the door and shove the principle out the way. "SCREW YOU ALL! I AM NOT NO DAMN STUDENT NOR PRISONER! DUECES!" He tried to run out into the hall might not make it but he'd try.
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:27 am
Erynion sighed, rubbing at his temples where a headache was begining to form. There was no harmony at the school now and the grounds could feel it. He shot out his hand and vines wrapped tightly around Tyrrone and dragged him back over flopping him onto one of the couches. "You will listen here Mr. Tyler. I am Erynion Taruvintan, headmaster of this school and you have been dropped here for schooling so you are now my responsiblitiy. You will own up to it and you will also learn to deal with it. This is not up for discussion Should this behaviour continue I will send you to Sylvanis the grounds guardian and he will teach you a lesson or two. Do i make myself clear Mr. Tyler? Or would you prefer to be called Mr. Mantis?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 4:28 am
Zephae DeTrabinya Zephae was innocently passing by the Teachers lounge, when out of no where this enraged man ran into him, and he growled, rubbing his head, "What the...", he opened his only eye he could see through, W-What's going on?", he was confused with what he just ran into, soldiers, the headmaster, some pissed off short man with an obsession with green, "Is some one in trouble?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:33 pm
Tyronne growled and yelped. Struggling and fighting like a wild hellion as he was dragged and flopped onto the couch. He jumped up within seconds and faced off against the teacher. He could feel it. He could feel spirits of life. He wanted out of her. He point the dagger he hand made in a vise grip. Pointing it at him. "NO YOU LISTEN HERE a*****e!!" He shouted back. Narrowing his eyes.
"SCHOOLING?! HA! THEY JUST CAN NOT HANDLE ME IN THE ******** PRISONS IS ALL! IT IS NOT MY FAULT I TAKE CARE OF MYSELF!" He yelled hostilely. "I own up to it?! I OWE YOU NOTHING! YOU HEAR ME?! NOT ONE ******** THING YOU STUPID WHITE MAN ELF WANNA BE! AN ELVEN MAN WOULD UNDERSTAND MY SITUATION NOT SPIT WHITE MAN WORDS AT ME LIKE THAT MAKE ME GIVE A DAMN!"
He pointed the dagger at him. "It is my decision. You can not hold the free spirit of the wolf trapped in a cage. You shall not keep me prisoner! I will never be wiliingly at the mercy of no good lying USELESS so called adults! I DO NOT NEED YOU OR YOUR PITY HOUSING! YOU HEAR ME?! I DO NOT TRUST YOU NOR NEED YOU! THROW ME TO IT THEN! I DARE YOU! DO IT! I DO NOT CARE! I WILL OVERCOME IT AND GROW THE WAY OF THE LAKOTA WARRIOR!"
He growled. His eyes took a wolfish glow. "DO NOT DISHONOR MY HERITAGE BY USING WHITE MAN SLANG WITH MY NATIVE AMERICAN TRUE NAME! YOU b*****d! I WILL NEVER LISTEN TO A MAN WHO DISRESPECTS MY HERITAGE! YOU DISHONORABLE MAN! MY LAKOTA NATIVE AMERICAN NAME IS TYPHOON MANTIS!!! DO NOT EVER! EVER! USE WHITE MAN HONORARIES OR FORMALITIES WITH MY HERITAGE AGAIN OR I WILL KILL YOU OR DIE TRYING!!! HOW DARE YOU!! YOU HEARTLESS b*****d!!! THE WHITE MAN ENSLAVED SLAUGHTERED AND KILLED MY PEOPLE AND MANY OF THE OTHER NATIVE AMERICAN TRIBES! FOR YOU TO USE SUCH DEGRADING AND SLANDERING DEMEANING TERMS WITH MY NATIVE NAME MAKES YOU LIKE THEM! YOU SPIT ON MY MURDERED BY WHITE MAN SMALL POX ANCESTORS! YOU SPIT ON MY HERITAGE!"
He shifted into a traditional Lakota Warrior stance. "As such to fix the dishonor you have done to my people I call you out for a battle amongst warriors. You dishonored me. More importantly you pissed on my ancestors who were killed by the very white men whose term you used before my Lakota name. As such I must battle you to fix the wrong you did. You cold hearted arrogant white man a** kissing lesbian lover gypsy elf outcast! How dare you!!! I demand you fight me now and if you best me then I will stay but you cannot be allowed to have spit on the deaths of my people without manning up to it." He said in a lethal voice. His eyes wolfish.
He heard the other wolf and glanced to him. Eye twitching and growled angrily. A wolfish warning for him to back off. He shot his gaze to hte headmaster. "Man to man because if you use your vines I shall use both spirit guardain and lakota spiritland magics!" he spat.
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 3:23 am
Geno O'Fogharty Geno carefully slipped off his gloves, and undid the tying of his sleeves, "You can kill soldiers, you can kill students, hell you can kill me..., he looked at the native American, "But when you want to fight Erynion, or speak of slavery, you have a pissed off Leprechaun on your hands.", his eyes turned red, and he grew to the height of 9'8, his head brimming the ceiling, "Listen to me, I was a slave to the romans for two thousand ******** years! You want suffering! I have scars all up the vicinity of me back!", he grabbed the native American by the throat, "Even in your worst nightmares, you could never see what I have seen!!!!", he shouted, shaking the room, his accent getting thicker.
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