You have just been accepted to Immen Academy! A prestigious school for Senshi, Avatar and Ushabti alike! Here in Immen Academy we take on normal daily classes like you’d see in other schools, and we will teach you at your appropriate grade level. We will also teach you how to use your powers and abilities to your fullest potentials. We strive to make sure that every student within Immen Academy is given the best education as possible. Though what you do not know is that while we are a boarding school, people may not be as they appear. What awaits you at Immen Academy may be either a grim or glorious future depending on your choice. So now we ask you: Do you think you have what it takes?
Midnight Mischief (Open) « Thread Started on May 27, 2008, 10:34pm »
Date and Time: August 2nd, 2955. Midnight. Setting: Chalcedony Dorms, Immen Academy Weather Conditions : Windy, yet cool with a light drizzle. Approximately 74 degrees. Continued from thread : None. Summary of thread: It’s midnight in the Chalcedony dorms and the veteran Chalcedony students are preparing a small event for the newcomers in the living room of Chalcedony. But what is supposed to be a small gathering of students may appear to be more than just a simple gathering. Just what exactly are these veteran students planning?
Mitsuko tumbled out of bed after hearing a loud bang on her door. Silver hair had covered her entire face as she had fell face first. She had been wearing a simple pair of sky blue pajama. The pajamas had long pants that covered her entire leg, while the shirt had been a simple tank top shirt. The pajama itself had little rabbits jumping over crescent moons in a similar way to how the cow would jump over the moon.
She had seemed to be tangled in her blanket and her shirt, as her shirt had seemed to appear halfway off of her body, showing a small ounce of the scar on her back. As she’d lift herself from the ground, Mitsuko would be put into a struggle, trying to get herself untangled. It took her several minutes to get herself out of the knot she had found herself in, but she managed to get herself out in the end.
As she’d throw her blankets onto the bed, Mitsuko quickly rushed to put on some makeup on her face to cover her small crescent moon on her forehead. She pulled down her pajama shirt to make sure nothing had been showing in the front or back, as it seemed as though when she had tumbled out of bed half of her shirt had been off of her body. It seemed to be a restless night for her as it had been one of her first few days at the academy, and more than likely Mitsuko had still been trying to get used to her new surroundings. Changes weren’t something in which she had been used to, and moving into a whole new bedroom which was meant to be for she was something which she would find rather difficult in getting used to.
Within a matter of minutes Mitsuko would find herself running for the door after throwing on a pair of white bunny slippers onto her bare feet. Peeking through the door which was now halfway opened, she could see some students walking out of their dorms heading towards the stairs to head down to the first floor. Considering that Mitsuko had been on the second story of the Chalcedony dorms in the first dorm, Mitsuko had still been trying to get used to the loud ruckus that may take place every now and then as students would head up the stairs and down them to get to wherever they needed to go to.
‘What’s with the ruckus?’ Mitsuko thought to herself as she’d take a small step outside of her dorm. Turning to look towards her dormitory room once again, Mitsuko would turn to look towards the clock on the wall. The clock on her wall had seemed to be a clock that was almost identical to the one which she once had back when she was a child living with her parents in the 20th Century. It may not have been as identical but there was some things similar to the clock in which she enjoyed. But now one could definitely tell that the young female had been a bit spacey if they were to enter into her bedroom. There were some things in which she couldn’t seem to get rid of even after having been Queen for some time and that had been her usual rabbit, moon and star interests.
’Twelve O’clock AM.’ Mitsuko thought to herself as she’d shake her head, “ Couldn’t whatever they’re doing wait till morning!?” Opening the door a bit wider, Mitsuko would slide herself out of her bedroom and begin to head down towards the first floor.
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Re: Midnight Mischief (Open) « Reply #1 on May 29, 2008, 12:09am »
So what if it was late at night, nearing to extra early morning time; it was a simple fact that Gabriela couldn’t sleep. She missed her home, even if she had gotten used to the academy life. Luckily, she had her guardian to keep company with, when most of the others kept themselves at bay from her presence. It wasn’t that she was an anti-social type; it was just that the people didn’t seem to want to socialize with her, or at least, didn’t know how to. In fact, it was awkward for others to keep mindful of her disability and truly try to communicate her and accept her for who she is.
But alas, the awkwardness of her person still continued to ensnare and then repels others. Drifted back to reality, Gabriela surveyed the room that is now hers and spotted a sleeping nymph beside her on a pillow. She had another set of pillow, thus hugging it out of comforts. With a sigh of relief, she glanced at the door until she noticed the shadows beneath it. She tilted her head sideway out of curiosity, wondering if something was up.
It was only matter of seconds that a piece of paper slipped through, did she slowly emerged from her misshaped bed, still hugging her source of comfort. She felt the subtle vibration of footsteps subsided from where she stood by the door. She didn’t bother to open the door, but picked up the paper. She arched an eyebrow at the poorly written letter.
I have a meeting?
Curiosity squirmed, squiggled and pushed, driving Gabriela to silently pull the door open, dropping the pillow on the floor. She was garbed in her simple mini black pajamas shorts with sapphire blue and sea green striped tank-top. Her hair was in disarray as usual, but it didn’t bother her in the least. It was only five steps away from the entrance to her room, did she immediately turned back. She almost forgot her little notepad and a tiny pen that she could easily put in her pocket. Luckily, this time, her mini short had back pocket that she placed her items in it.
Almost immediately, like some of the other students, as she noted, were called out and drafted into the designated room. Descending the stairway, she kept one hand on the railing to keep herself steady. Some of the students were rushing down the stair that she almost faltered every few minutes. She grimaced, hoping to throw something at their head. For a second there, she thought it was the same type of students who tried to bully her; yes, it wasn’t just males, but females as well.
Indeed, there were people who only had sin in their hearts. Nevertheless, she didn’t let it bother her. Now landing firmly on the ground, sent a signal to where she directed herself to the room. She spotted crowd of students who were called out. She noticed there were students, the older ones, seeming to watch us carefully.
What is going on?
She spotted that one of the student was watching her, at little too carefully. She blinked innocently, and turned her attention elsewhere. It seemed that some students are still entering.
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