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@calyhuge IDK why but for some reason, in my mind, the chemistry teacher looks something like a Minecraft villager.
Maybe because he has a really nasally voice, and they have kinda nasally-sounding “hmmm” noises??
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
With the weird nose and everything, lol.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@freedomwriter76 ok! that’s fine with me.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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How’s this? @keilah-h
@calyhuge lol yeah, kinda like that……
that’s too funny
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
OHMGOSH đ€Ł I WILL NOW BE IMAGINING THE TEACHER LIKE THIS XD
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 @godlyfantasy12
It’s ok if you need a break đ I’ll have Marcel bring Wolfie and Pax to the dorm, and they can stick there for as long as you girls want them to.
Marcel
The bell rang, signaling the first science class call. Marcel pushed away from the table and dumped his plate in a trash can nearby, then turned to face Wolfie and Paxton. “Time for class.”
The two boys hadn’t said much during lunch. The smaller leaned his head against the other, snowy curls drooping sleepily.
“Pax doesn’t feel good,” Wolfie said, making steely eye contact with the Guardian.
This kid had been overly defensive, ever since his crazy reaction to the joke last night. Even now, his bright eyes squinted suspiciously, glancing up at the crooked, stiff feathers encircling Marcel’s head.
Marcel huffed through his nose. “I donât think he ever feels good. Canât it wait until tonight?â
True to his name, Wolfie growled. âNo!â
Pax clutched at his shirt, breaths shallow and fluttering.
The kid looked like he was going to have a panic attack again – or at least, a passive panic attack, if that was a thing. It made sense, what with all the frights heâd had that day. To Marcel, the fight with the winged brothers felt like it had happened months ago. But maybe Pax didnât see it that way.
âIâll drop Paxton off at the dorm.â
âNot on those wings, you donât!â Wolfie held Pax tighter. âYouâll hurt him.â
Marcel had begun to spread out the bed of feathers he had made, and had reached out his hands to pick up the little boy, but hesitated at this remark.
He would hurt Pax, the boy had said.
He⊠yes, he might be rough around the edges.
But wasnât that a good thing? A coolness to be desired. Something special, of his very own.
Maybe to have too much of a flair, was to flay as well.
It wasnât like Marcel was particularly awesome in the first placeâŠ
A high-pitched voice floating above – Sebastian – made him jump. âYou know, all this internal conflict is captivating, it really is – but we donât have the time.â
Marcel bent over, and his wings whipped and curled back inside his hood. Seb fell, but landed relatively gracefully, turning a couple somersaults before bouncing back to his feet.
âHe can ride on this cloud,â Marcel said quietly, and summoned one under the two boysâ feet. âItâs plenty soft, and heâs already rode one before. Itâll take him straight to the dorm.â
Wolfie looked as if he were about to protest, but he instead eased Paxton to a sitting position, and let the cloud carry them off.
Marcel watched them go.
Sebastian studied the older boyâs face. His brilliant blue eyes widened and shrank, like camera lenses, trying to find a focus.
Marcel noticed as he led the way to class, but feigned ignorance. They slipped into the already packed room, and found seats next to each other just as the teacher flipped open the textbook.
Sebastian
This new boy with the jam-packed power arsenal obviously had a personality complex. And Seb was going to figure him out.
On a simpler note, science was a useful class. Even if Seb cared nothing for the actual scientific part, he enjoyed the occasional mix-up of chemicals.
In fact, he had been waiting for this class for that specific reason.
He raised his hand, just as the teacher opened her mouth. She sighed, and gestured for him to ask his question. âYes, Master Krataristo?â
âOh, I was just going to compliment your face, Miss Miguel. A piece of sunshine in this cold, dark world, brightening up every time you bless us with a sm-â
âI would prefer if you left it at that. I wouldnât want to blind you.â Miss Miguel crossed her arms. âGet your point across.â
âI canât wait to conduct the chemistry experiments,â Sebastian crooned, and set his legs over the desk.
The teacher walked over, and pulled his seat, causing his feet to drop to the floor. âBelieve it or not, there will be no chemistry in this class.â
Sebâs eyes widened. âBut -â
âThis is only science basics.â Miss Miguel made a point to smile, sweetly. âBut Iâm sure you wonât notice that over my dazzling countenance.â
The class tittered with laughter.
Seb took off his hat, and dug around in it for a good long while – he had installed a hole into his own dimension, no magic required – but as he pulled out bottle after bottle, every one of them was empty. Then, the hole flickered, and closed off, only moments after he had removed his fingers.
He facepalmed.
Splendid⊠now I have no ammunition, and a sprained pride to boot.
He hissed in Marcelâs ear. âI need to skip out on class.â
âWhy?â
âIf I miss the older studentsâ chemistry class, Iâm doomed.â
âI repeat, why?â
Seb bounced up and down in his chair impatiently, but it didnât do any good. âOkay⊠I need explosives.â
Marcel raised an eyebrow.
âLike, I actually need them. Not for a prank or anything. If I donât have music and something along the lines of dynamite – you know, easily flammable -â He gestured wildly, âI have no mode of transportation or style. My powers donât appear out of the blue, you know.â
âWhy those two things? Canât you just use music?â
âItâs complicated, cherub. Rules are rules.â
âDonât call me that.â Marcel glanced around, and leaned closer. âJust ask for a bathroom pass. Meet me in the boyâs restroom after this class is over, so I know you havenât been called out.â
Sebastian did so. Within a few minutes, he was racing down the hall, hoping desperately that the chemistry class hadnât ended yet.
âEverything is a mountainâ
@whalekeeper XD! I luv these boys so much.
I think Iâll RP real quick đ
@freedomwriter76
Paxton
Paxton nuzzle his head into his backpack, lolling helplessly against Wolfieâs side as Marcelâs fuzzy white cloud led them to their dorm.
He didnât have the energy to enjoy the ride this time, his nerves sparking every blasted second he sat still, making his fingers and legs twitch. He sniffled, feeling small and babyish, and for good reason!
Now he would miss class.
His mother would find out. That was only natural.
She wouldnât be happy. Not one bit.
He shuddered at the thought, turning and digging his nose into Wolfieâs side, breathing in the safety and security he felt wafting off of him.
His fingers twitched around his backpack straps, longing to unzip the bag and pull out his beloved stuffed bear.
To pinch and pull and rub at her ears and fur. To run his thumb over her button eyes. To smell the deep, ingrained scent of paint and old books from spilled art supplies and secret library trips.
But he couldnât do it now.
Just a bit longer.
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
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@godlyfantasy12 Aww, Pax! đ„čđđđ„°đ
I think I’ll just RP when I can, and only be a few characters regularly, lol…but I wanna RP real fast, so…here we go XXD
Tony
âSo Bruce and Tony, sense you both like similar things, do you work together on protects?â
Bruce nodded. “Uhm…sometimes…”
Tony grinned. “It’s a lot of fun, too.”
A bell rang.
“Well, looks like lunch is over. We should probably all get to class.” Clint noted, standing and grabbing his tray of food.
“Yeah, don’t want to be late.” Natasha replied.
@freedomwriter76
So.. um… I might’ve asked this already, and then just never did, but can I join?
I realized Addison needs a lot of character development đ
WE ARE REVIVING THE PROTECTION SQUAD! *steals Joseph and Julian and Leon from Ellette*
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@hybridlore of course you can join!!!!!! đ„°đ„°
I’m not the best at explaining stuff…but this is basically a boarding school RP kind of thing….
can either one of you girls explain this better? đđ
@freedomwriter76
Thanks!! đ So, I’ve actually read through a lot of this, since it’s active all the time… I just never really had a character I wanted in here, I guess… but I would still love to hear the guidelines or rules!
WE ARE REVIVING THE PROTECTION SQUAD! *steals Joseph and Julian and Leon from Ellette*
@hybridlore @freedomwriter76
No problem! đ Here’s the basics I wrote a while ago.
This is Destina Tasin â a boarding school for highschoolers, either human or mutated dragon-angel-superhero tweens. Your choice.
You are allowed to put in as many characters as you want, whoever you want (there are fanfic characters from stuff such as Marvel, Star Wars, etc), and wherever you want. The school does not have a solid blueprint (although, I have seriously considered drawing one for myself).
On one wing, we have the boyâs dorms. On the other, the girlsâ. You can create your own dorm, or join someone elseâs.
Schedule:
Math
English
Elective
Lunch
Science
History
ANOTHER elective
The electives⊠you are allowed to invent pretty much any elective you want. We have a lot of characters who chose PE, for example â but we also have Dancing, Band, Cooking, Botany, and all other things. When you choose an elective, go ahead and ask other people if they are in it too! That way, your character can make friends.
We have a school dance coming up. Boys are asking girls right now. Careful where you tread. You may break some hearts. This dance will be in⊠I donât even know. A week? Weâre still in the process of girls getting dresses, guys asking them out, etc. Just roll with it, and youâll be fine.
School staff (at least the ones I am aware of):
Paxtonâs mom. I think her name is Lilith? Belongs to @godlyfantasy12 â headmistress. EVIL. Generally don’t roleplay with her unless Godly lets you.
Art teacher â Mr. Ziegler. Quite kind, good with teens.
Botany teacher â Miss Constance Soleil. Also kind.
Dance teacher â Old nameless man, easily amused.
Philosophy teacher â Also no name. Practically dead from lack of sun.
12-14 year old Science teacher – Miss Miguel. Very smart with kids, doesn’t let them get away with anything.
Chemistry teacher – A rather scatter-brained guy with some sort of nasal problem.
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Some rules
You can write other peopleâs characters for them if theyâre having a conversation â but only a little, and as best as you think the original writer would. The original writer should make their own characterâs decisions, not you.
If thereâs a bit of a mix-up, sort it out the best you can, without affecting the timeline too much.
No language, no inappropriate stuff. If you must include gore, abuse, or more young adult topics, put a Content Warning above your entry, with an explanation.
Otherwise, play around! You can mess around with the classes, add new rooms, all that cool stuff! đ
We are now in Science.
âEverything is a mountainâ
Thanks! I’ll post some character info in a minute
Anyone else having trouble accessing the page with posts on it? When I click on this topic, it only lets me reply, not see other posts…
Oop, never mind, it worked lol. But it’s happened a lot before
WE ARE REVIVING THE PROTECTION SQUAD! *steals Joseph and Julian and Leon from Ellette*
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