Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): NEW DAY
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Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
Gymnasium - Demon Princess Zalibadeth
Was Violet talking about baking? Airiness? Density? oh my god she was All Elibazeth knew about baking was that cakes, brownies, and all other manners of sweet pieces of heaven were made by baking. She didn't know the least bit HOW to bake. If it looks good and tastes good, then Elibazeth will love it. She was a simple woman with pretentious tastes, but god give her an oven and she'll probably burn the house down. Though that wasn't exactly something she should say to someone who clearly knew the secrets of the universe when it came to confections.
"Hmm... I must confess that I know not of the rituals mortals perform to fashion these delicacies. Does it bother you? The sweetness is quite perfect for a Princess of my exquisite tastes." she said, continuing to hide half her face behind the fan as she continued the air of theatrics. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she suddenly snapped the fan shut and whirled it in her hand.
"Aha! Allow me to grant you a taste of the delicacies of the Demon Realm, my fair djinn!" Zalibadeth shouted out loud, with barely any consideration as to those that may be near her and Violet. She leveled her fan toward Violet and then pointed to the ground, drawing invisible shapes and letters onto the floor. At first the whole ritual looked silly and rather awkward to look at. But when Zalibadeth opened her fan wide and spun around, a shower of glitters swirled around her and onto the floor beneath her. With a forceful wave of fan, the glitters were blown away until an actual summoning circle was formed from the ones left behind. She closed her fan again and thrust it into the center of the circle. Zalibadeth began to chant.
Then in one swift movement, Zalibadeth opened her fan and struck a pose that looked like it was pulled out of an action anime. With a final twirl of her fan, she revealed a plate of strawberry shortcake resting atop her free hand, though it looked different from the cake that was on the table.
She hands the cake to Violet. "Now, dine on this gift from the gods and tell me of what you think of the man who goes by the name of Ludwig."
The cake's taste was debatable, almost as if it were leftovers kept in a fridge for a few days.
Gymnasium - Masked Samurai Xan
The Samurai stands still as Jackie takes the glass of punch from him. It doesn't look like he has any immediate response to her prodding. It may have seemed the he'd be content with just standing there in silence until his ears, or what you can see around the general area of his ears, twitched lightly.
*snap*
Without any warning, the Samurai unsheathed his long Nodachi blade and used it to swipe one of the plates off the food table. With another swing, the blade goes underneath the table and drags out... was that the same mini fridge from before? While the plate was spinning in the air, Xander pops the door of the fridge open with a kick, slices a piece of strawberry shortcake with his wakizashi, balances it on the tip and throws it into the air right smack onto the plate itself. Then, sheathing both his blades, he gracefully spun, taking the cake plate as he twirled, and threw it like a discus off in one direction.
...
After the amazing display of talent that was largely uncalled for, the Samurai settled down and decided to sit right beside with Jackie. He looked to be breathing in deeply, before letting out a sigh that could have passed as a whisper of the wind. There was a short moment of closeness between him and Jackie before he scooted just a little bit away from her so as not to make the whole thing seem awkward. He didn't have much to say. Then again, when has this mystery of a butler ever spoken an audible word? His hand was resting on his chest, just over the area where the sticker name tag was. Perhaps this silence meant he really didn't mind seeing Jackie's costume or simply had nothing to say about it. Maybe he'd read into her and felt that anxiety. Who can say for sure?
Was Violet talking about baking? Airiness? Density? oh my god she was All Elibazeth knew about baking was that cakes, brownies, and all other manners of sweet pieces of heaven were made by baking. She didn't know the least bit HOW to bake. If it looks good and tastes good, then Elibazeth will love it. She was a simple woman with pretentious tastes, but god give her an oven and she'll probably burn the house down. Though that wasn't exactly something she should say to someone who clearly knew the secrets of the universe when it came to confections.
"Hmm... I must confess that I know not of the rituals mortals perform to fashion these delicacies. Does it bother you? The sweetness is quite perfect for a Princess of my exquisite tastes." she said, continuing to hide half her face behind the fan as she continued the air of theatrics. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she suddenly snapped the fan shut and whirled it in her hand.
"Aha! Allow me to grant you a taste of the delicacies of the Demon Realm, my fair djinn!" Zalibadeth shouted out loud, with barely any consideration as to those that may be near her and Violet. She leveled her fan toward Violet and then pointed to the ground, drawing invisible shapes and letters onto the floor. At first the whole ritual looked silly and rather awkward to look at. But when Zalibadeth opened her fan wide and spun around, a shower of glitters swirled around her and onto the floor beneath her. With a forceful wave of fan, the glitters were blown away until an actual summoning circle was formed from the ones left behind. She closed her fan again and thrust it into the center of the circle. Zalibadeth began to chant.
From the ethereal darkness of the Realm of Amiraitherah, I call upon the forces of the dark to bring forth to me an offering! So sayeth I, Zalibadeth, Princess of the Demon Realm!
*snap*Then in one swift movement, Zalibadeth opened her fan and struck a pose that looked like it was pulled out of an action anime. With a final twirl of her fan, she revealed a plate of strawberry shortcake resting atop her free hand, though it looked different from the cake that was on the table.
She hands the cake to Violet. "Now, dine on this gift from the gods and tell me of what you think of the man who goes by the name of Ludwig."
The cake's taste was debatable, almost as if it were leftovers kept in a fridge for a few days.
Gymnasium - Masked Samurai Xan
The Samurai stands still as Jackie takes the glass of punch from him. It doesn't look like he has any immediate response to her prodding. It may have seemed the he'd be content with just standing there in silence until his ears, or what you can see around the general area of his ears, twitched lightly.
*snap*
Without any warning, the Samurai unsheathed his long Nodachi blade and used it to swipe one of the plates off the food table. With another swing, the blade goes underneath the table and drags out... was that the same mini fridge from before? While the plate was spinning in the air, Xander pops the door of the fridge open with a kick, slices a piece of strawberry shortcake with his wakizashi, balances it on the tip and throws it into the air right smack onto the plate itself. Then, sheathing both his blades, he gracefully spun, taking the cake plate as he twirled, and threw it like a discus off in one direction.
...
After the amazing display of talent that was largely uncalled for, the Samurai settled down and decided to sit right beside with Jackie. He looked to be breathing in deeply, before letting out a sigh that could have passed as a whisper of the wind. There was a short moment of closeness between him and Jackie before he scooted just a little bit away from her so as not to make the whole thing seem awkward. He didn't have much to say. Then again, when has this mystery of a butler ever spoken an audible word? His hand was resting on his chest, just over the area where the sticker name tag was. Perhaps this silence meant he really didn't mind seeing Jackie's costume or simply had nothing to say about it. Maybe he'd read into her and felt that anxiety. Who can say for sure?
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Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
Gymnasium - Violet
Violet could only mutely blink as Zalibadeth went on with her little performance. Is this girl speaking another language? Is she from another planet?! She had to refrain from dropping her plate on the floor. Instead, she set her cake on the table beside her. Or at least tried. She unintentionally set it one the edge of the table and the plate tipped into the garbage. When Zalibadeth produced a new slice of cake, Violet barely managed to get out a flabbergasted, "Huh?"
"I..." Violet suddenly shivered and she got back to reality. "I'm...sorry. I think. Look, I already have my own-" She turned to pick up her caramel cheesecake but found it missing. Turning back, she let out weary exhale. "Okay, I'll take your cake." Violet took the cake and examined it. Something about it was off.
And then came the name Ludwig.
"Ludwig?" Violet repeated. "My thoughts? On him?" Violet took a bite of the new cake she was given and immediately grimaced. This cake was not baked this day... No, think of Ludwig! "Ludwig is..." Violet glanced in Ludwig's direction before whipping her attention back to Zalibadeth. "If I'm to be perfectly honest, he scares the life outta me! Threatening to kill a guy? Getting into screaming matches with his sister?! I don't think he's perfectly sane!" She glanced at Ludwig again. "He's hot. Like, bad-boy-that-should-have-a-heart-of-gold, hot. But his personality could be improved upon. Really improved upon."
...
Gymnasium - Ludwig
Jazmine's comment struck a bit of a sensitive nerve.
"Why you-? I know what-!" Ludwig stopped mid-shout and pulled a few steps back from Jazmine. "Look, you don't need to apologize for a thing. I have a lot more to apologize for. I do know what happiness is. I just... Don't feel it much without Karen." Oh no, Ludwig, you're getting too soft! Pull yourself together, man! "Look I... You know what, screw it." I've got to stop thinking like a brother and instead think like an individual.
The pins were removed from his hair. His sunglasses, tie, and vest were discarded. Ludwig pocketed everything into the vest's pocket before tossing it to the wall. He then unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled them back to his elbows. Finally, he undid the top button of his shirt and mussed his hair.
"Whoever invented suits and everything involved with them obviously never wore them."
...
Back to Violet
Why did I look back at Ludwig? Violet's jaw dropped. "Oh my gosh... He is insane..."
Violet could only mutely blink as Zalibadeth went on with her little performance. Is this girl speaking another language? Is she from another planet?! She had to refrain from dropping her plate on the floor. Instead, she set her cake on the table beside her. Or at least tried. She unintentionally set it one the edge of the table and the plate tipped into the garbage. When Zalibadeth produced a new slice of cake, Violet barely managed to get out a flabbergasted, "Huh?"
"I..." Violet suddenly shivered and she got back to reality. "I'm...sorry. I think. Look, I already have my own-" She turned to pick up her caramel cheesecake but found it missing. Turning back, she let out weary exhale. "Okay, I'll take your cake." Violet took the cake and examined it. Something about it was off.
And then came the name Ludwig.
"Ludwig?" Violet repeated. "My thoughts? On him?" Violet took a bite of the new cake she was given and immediately grimaced. This cake was not baked this day... No, think of Ludwig! "Ludwig is..." Violet glanced in Ludwig's direction before whipping her attention back to Zalibadeth. "If I'm to be perfectly honest, he scares the life outta me! Threatening to kill a guy? Getting into screaming matches with his sister?! I don't think he's perfectly sane!" She glanced at Ludwig again. "He's hot. Like, bad-boy-that-should-have-a-heart-of-gold, hot. But his personality could be improved upon. Really improved upon."
...
Gymnasium - Ludwig
Jazmine's comment struck a bit of a sensitive nerve.
"Why you-? I know what-!" Ludwig stopped mid-shout and pulled a few steps back from Jazmine. "Look, you don't need to apologize for a thing. I have a lot more to apologize for. I do know what happiness is. I just... Don't feel it much without Karen." Oh no, Ludwig, you're getting too soft! Pull yourself together, man! "Look I... You know what, screw it." I've got to stop thinking like a brother and instead think like an individual.
The pins were removed from his hair. His sunglasses, tie, and vest were discarded. Ludwig pocketed everything into the vest's pocket before tossing it to the wall. He then unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled them back to his elbows. Finally, he undid the top button of his shirt and mussed his hair.
"Whoever invented suits and everything involved with them obviously never wore them."
...
Back to Violet
Why did I look back at Ludwig? Violet's jaw dropped. "Oh my gosh... He is insane..."
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Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
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"Disco Disco Revolt...?" Opal said quizzically.
Opal had never heard of that game before, but... Hey, if it meant hanging out with other people, she was game for that.
"That sounds like fun~ Though..." she looked at her costume.
"I guess it'll be a little hard to dance right now, haha... Oh well, I'm sure it'll be fine~"
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Outside the Academy
Okay. You can do this. You can DO THIS. It won't be anything... Annah steadied herself against the school gate, sweat beading on her forehead. It won't be anything like last time. She took a deep breath to reassure herself, and for a moment she put on a smile before looking up at the large academy in front of her.
...And immediately doing a 180 degree turn on her heel. "Yep, okay! School's out, time's up, let's go, go, go hooome!" Annah took a large, dramatic step forward, away from the academy she desperately desired to attend, but stopped. She was well aware that leaving now wasn't even an option. It wasn't even on the list of options that could become options! So, biting her lip, Annah took another deep breath and turned back around, slowly. Staring at the shining gold buttons on her dark shoes, Annah walked towards the school.
...I really hope nobody heard me talking to myself. Maybe I should've dealt with that habit before attending a place where my every action will be analysed and judged. Here... Here we go...?
Front Office
You know, this isn't so bad! Annah, whom had been in the school a total of two and a half minutes, decided she had done a great effort and that school MIGHT be manageable. She went to the front office, since that's apparently where new students go. At least, it was where she had first gone to back in her old schools. Annah was hoping the office would be empty. Partially because that would give her an excuse to leave, and partially because... Well, how many new students can there be, right?
It was wonderful that Annah thought this at the exact moment she entered, as the first thing she was faced with was a room of students in front of an adult that... Seemed to be sitting in front of nothing, oddly. It was a bit hard for her to see through the group of students, and she definitely couldn't see over them, being five feet tall and all. Annah felt her breath catch in her throat as she quickly assessed the situation.
There are students. OTHER students. Here. Right now. In the room. Go. GO. LEAVE. She took a deep breath and stared at the floor. ...You can't go. Just stay quiet and things will work themselves out. This school is important, remember! And it's important that I make friends! I... I want to... "It's nice to meet you all, I'm Annah Tablanche. I suppose we're all new students? I hope we can be very good friends!"
...Was what Annah wanted to say. What she actually said, or rather, stuttered out, still staring at her shoes, was "I, uhm... Too. New. Also, I mean. I'm also the new. School is... Nice."
Okay. You can do this. You can DO THIS. It won't be anything... Annah steadied herself against the school gate, sweat beading on her forehead. It won't be anything like last time. She took a deep breath to reassure herself, and for a moment she put on a smile before looking up at the large academy in front of her.
...And immediately doing a 180 degree turn on her heel. "Yep, okay! School's out, time's up, let's go, go, go hooome!" Annah took a large, dramatic step forward, away from the academy she desperately desired to attend, but stopped. She was well aware that leaving now wasn't even an option. It wasn't even on the list of options that could become options! So, biting her lip, Annah took another deep breath and turned back around, slowly. Staring at the shining gold buttons on her dark shoes, Annah walked towards the school.
...I really hope nobody heard me talking to myself. Maybe I should've dealt with that habit before attending a place where my every action will be analysed and judged. Here... Here we go...?
Front Office
You know, this isn't so bad! Annah, whom had been in the school a total of two and a half minutes, decided she had done a great effort and that school MIGHT be manageable. She went to the front office, since that's apparently where new students go. At least, it was where she had first gone to back in her old schools. Annah was hoping the office would be empty. Partially because that would give her an excuse to leave, and partially because... Well, how many new students can there be, right?
It was wonderful that Annah thought this at the exact moment she entered, as the first thing she was faced with was a room of students in front of an adult that... Seemed to be sitting in front of nothing, oddly. It was a bit hard for her to see through the group of students, and she definitely couldn't see over them, being five feet tall and all. Annah felt her breath catch in her throat as she quickly assessed the situation.
There are students. OTHER students. Here. Right now. In the room. Go. GO. LEAVE. She took a deep breath and stared at the floor. ...You can't go. Just stay quiet and things will work themselves out. This school is important, remember! And it's important that I make friends! I... I want to... "It's nice to meet you all, I'm Annah Tablanche. I suppose we're all new students? I hope we can be very good friends!"
...Was what Annah wanted to say. What she actually said, or rather, stuttered out, still staring at her shoes, was "I, uhm... Too. New. Also, I mean. I'm also the new. School is... Nice."
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In Front of Shelvington Academy - Shuu
Today's the day! Get in there and go make a name for yourself, Shuu! You wanted this new start, and now you're gonna go grab it with your own two diddly darned hands! Shuu was brimming with excitement, barely able to stand still on even one foot, bouncing from one to the other at intervals, his sneakers making the lightest squeaky noises upon impact. Okay... deep breaths and stuff. Hair sits right? Check. Clothes all proper? Check. Good luck charm? He reaches for the locket around his neck. Awesome. And he lets it go again, staring back up at the instution spread in front of him.
"Here goes nothing!"
Front Office - Shuu
As if in a rush, Shuu dashed through the halls, up and down, until he seemed to find a door most likely belonging to the front office. Almost cartoonishly putting on the brakes, he skidded in front of the door and halted, staring at it again, hands balled to fists. You got this. You got this. Stay cool.
And Shuu throws the door open with a wide motion, and - oh. He was already... met with new faces. Instinctively, he raised a hand, looking puzzled. "Errrr... should I come back later?", Shuu pondered out loud, his thoughts out there for everyone to hear. Wait! No, dude, you're supposed to look cool! He reminded himself, and right he was! Shuu held a straight posture, now looking like a soldier instead of someone trying to stay cool. "I mean... good to meet you all! I'm... new here! Yeah." Real smooth, real relaxed, Shuu. Congratulations.
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Dormitory - Calliope
Ugh! Such nonsense! Are all the people here such lousy, no good idiots!? First, the staff is absolutely ridiculous, and now this skeevy guy who just HAD to impudently approach me while I was making a fool of myself by going through almost the entire building checking the doors didn't even point me in the right direction! I STILL can't find this darn room! And my feet are really, really suffering under it. This. Is. The worst. A certain idol girl was stomping the halls of the dormitory up and down on the lookout for her room. She's trying very hard, clearly, but it seems to little avail.
If just one more person approaches me because of what the hell I'm doing, I swear I'm gonna...! Well, let's not finish that thought.
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Gymnasium - Terrence
Sooo... this the place, right? A seemingly new face entered the gym: a tall - incredibly tall, to be exact, lanky yet still sort of fit boy made his way over, clad in a huge cow onesie (complete with the pattern up to the ears on top and even a tail), a six pack of filled milk bottles hurled over his shoulder. He gazed upon the wondrous, rather extravagant yet peppy and flashy decor and design of the gym, getting lost pretty fast. Uh... yeah, looks the part, should be it.
Well, at least he wouldn't look like an idiot with that onesie on. Not that he would otherwise! It's super comfy. Don't diss the onesie. Either way, Terrence, lost in all the flashiness of the gymnasium starts to aimlessly wander around, as do his eyes and he's really not sure where he's going anymore. And with his large figure, he may just run the risk of bumping into someone.
Today's the day! Get in there and go make a name for yourself, Shuu! You wanted this new start, and now you're gonna go grab it with your own two diddly darned hands! Shuu was brimming with excitement, barely able to stand still on even one foot, bouncing from one to the other at intervals, his sneakers making the lightest squeaky noises upon impact. Okay... deep breaths and stuff. Hair sits right? Check. Clothes all proper? Check. Good luck charm? He reaches for the locket around his neck. Awesome. And he lets it go again, staring back up at the instution spread in front of him.
"Here goes nothing!"
Front Office - Shuu
As if in a rush, Shuu dashed through the halls, up and down, until he seemed to find a door most likely belonging to the front office. Almost cartoonishly putting on the brakes, he skidded in front of the door and halted, staring at it again, hands balled to fists. You got this. You got this. Stay cool.
And Shuu throws the door open with a wide motion, and - oh. He was already... met with new faces. Instinctively, he raised a hand, looking puzzled. "Errrr... should I come back later?", Shuu pondered out loud, his thoughts out there for everyone to hear. Wait! No, dude, you're supposed to look cool! He reminded himself, and right he was! Shuu held a straight posture, now looking like a soldier instead of someone trying to stay cool. "I mean... good to meet you all! I'm... new here! Yeah." Real smooth, real relaxed, Shuu. Congratulations.
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Dormitory - Calliope
Ugh! Such nonsense! Are all the people here such lousy, no good idiots!? First, the staff is absolutely ridiculous, and now this skeevy guy who just HAD to impudently approach me while I was making a fool of myself by going through almost the entire building checking the doors didn't even point me in the right direction! I STILL can't find this darn room! And my feet are really, really suffering under it. This. Is. The worst. A certain idol girl was stomping the halls of the dormitory up and down on the lookout for her room. She's trying very hard, clearly, but it seems to little avail.
If just one more person approaches me because of what the hell I'm doing, I swear I'm gonna...! Well, let's not finish that thought.
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Gymnasium - Terrence
Sooo... this the place, right? A seemingly new face entered the gym: a tall - incredibly tall, to be exact, lanky yet still sort of fit boy made his way over, clad in a huge cow onesie (complete with the pattern up to the ears on top and even a tail), a six pack of filled milk bottles hurled over his shoulder. He gazed upon the wondrous, rather extravagant yet peppy and flashy decor and design of the gym, getting lost pretty fast. Uh... yeah, looks the part, should be it.
Well, at least he wouldn't look like an idiot with that onesie on. Not that he would otherwise! It's super comfy. Don't diss the onesie. Either way, Terrence, lost in all the flashiness of the gymnasium starts to aimlessly wander around, as do his eyes and he's really not sure where he's going anymore. And with his large figure, he may just run the risk of bumping into someone.
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Gymnasium
"Alright! That sounds like a lot of fun! Let's go!" Kyouji shouted, more than fine with the idea of playing a dancing game. He didn't actually have that much experience with them, and one would think that it would be rather difficult to move, but he had proven that his outfit didn't seem to impede his movement at all. So it would probably turn out okay.
Kyouji went to the dance game machines, maneuvering through the gymnasium with a series of complicated-looking spins and twirls that somehow didn't cause him to crash into anyone.
"Alright! That sounds like a lot of fun! Let's go!" Kyouji shouted, more than fine with the idea of playing a dancing game. He didn't actually have that much experience with them, and one would think that it would be rather difficult to move, but he had proven that his outfit didn't seem to impede his movement at all. So it would probably turn out okay.
Kyouji went to the dance game machines, maneuvering through the gymnasium with a series of complicated-looking spins and twirls that somehow didn't cause him to crash into anyone.
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Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
Somewhere in the School
What time is it exactly? Ume certainly had no idea as she had gotten hopelessly lost in the school on her quest for the costume party. Down the halls she tripped multiple times due to the high heels she was wearing. Eventually she started using the wall to keep her balance, however, she still somehow managed to walk in circles. On her quest, she had spotted students in costumes, but was unable to catch up to them to ask them for directions or follow them. Tears welled in Ume's eyes as she knew that she was missing precious time she could be spending with Onii-san. At this rate, the little neko girl was on the verge of falling into despair...
Luckily she eventually found it! Yaaaaay!
Outside of Gym
There it was, the light at the end of the tunnel, the X that marked the spot, the exclamation mark at the end of this sentence! With the door in sight, Ume ignored everyone and everything outside of the gym and made a mad dash towards her holy land.
Gymnasium
The doors fly open and Ume stands there in her astonishing mess of a costume.
Distress painting her face, Ume frantically scans the party for her dear Onii-san. Finally noticing Kyouji at the dance machine, all sense of hopefulness washed from her face and a bright grin beamed on her face. With a burst of energy, Ume took off in a love-crazed dash towards the boy dressed as a maid. As she closed the gap between them, the disturbingly dressed girl tripped over her heels once again and slid on the floor towards her Onii-san untill she was practically at his feet. Once she made a full stop, Ume looked up at Kyouji with her disheveled face and said, "Onii-san, I finally found you! I'm sorry for keeping you waiting~"
What time is it exactly? Ume certainly had no idea as she had gotten hopelessly lost in the school on her quest for the costume party. Down the halls she tripped multiple times due to the high heels she was wearing. Eventually she started using the wall to keep her balance, however, she still somehow managed to walk in circles. On her quest, she had spotted students in costumes, but was unable to catch up to them to ask them for directions or follow them. Tears welled in Ume's eyes as she knew that she was missing precious time she could be spending with Onii-san. At this rate, the little neko girl was on the verge of falling into despair...
Luckily she eventually found it! Yaaaaay!
Outside of Gym
There it was, the light at the end of the tunnel, the X that marked the spot, the exclamation mark at the end of this sentence! With the door in sight, Ume ignored everyone and everything outside of the gym and made a mad dash towards her holy land.
Gymnasium
The doors fly open and Ume stands there in her astonishing mess of a costume.
Spoiler : For those who don't want to find the post that describes her outfit :
Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
In Front of Shelvington Accademy
The clicking of grey shoes across the pavement was followed by the rolling of a cart as Harmon Grennan approached the school. Behind him trailed a cart loaded with three suitcases and two steamer trunks. And god was it all heavy. The cart they had given him wasn't in that great a shape either.
"Stupid jetlag... stupid cart..." He grumbled as he brought his stuff in the front door.
Front Office
"Hnnggghhhh! Hnngghhhhhhh!" Harmon grunted as he finally pulled his cart the rest of the way into the building before collapsing over it. Upon looking up, he saw a whole bunch of students... surrounding a man at a really tiny desk. It looked like everything else on his desk was similarly sized. Was this some kind of weird performance piece?
The clicking of grey shoes across the pavement was followed by the rolling of a cart as Harmon Grennan approached the school. Behind him trailed a cart loaded with three suitcases and two steamer trunks. And god was it all heavy. The cart they had given him wasn't in that great a shape either.
"Stupid jetlag... stupid cart..." He grumbled as he brought his stuff in the front door.
Front Office
"Hnnggghhhh! Hnngghhhhhhh!" Harmon grunted as he finally pulled his cart the rest of the way into the building before collapsing over it. Upon looking up, he saw a whole bunch of students... surrounding a man at a really tiny desk. It looked like everything else on his desk was similarly sized. Was this some kind of weird performance piece?
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Re: Shelvington Academy (Slice of Life RP): Costume Party
Front Office
At the front of front office, the ever-vigilant receptionist, one Tiny Table Tino, sat at his tiny table with his tiny objects, looking rather disgruntled by the amount of new faces that were now beginning to crowd the office. Tiny Table Tino stood up from his tiny table, towering over it like a giant (but really he was actually pretty average in height, all things considered) and rose his hand to address the room.
"Hello. I am Tiny Table Tino," said Tiny Table Tino, "and while it is the duty of me and my tiny table to serve the proportionally not-tiny student body of Shelvington Academy...this is becoming overwhelming. I do not like large things, including large crowds, so allow me to take a moment to turn this large problem into a tiny problem."
Tiny Table Tino looked through his tiny files on his tiny table, and nodded to himself. "I see...a Miss Tablanche, a Mr. Grennan, and a Mr. Shoji. Welcome to Shelvington Academy. Hm...there are more new faces today than anticipated. I will return to you shortly on where you may reside in the dormitories, as there may be shifting of rooms to accommodate recent changes. You may leave any extra baggage here if you wish, and our bellhops will take your luggage to your room once it is properly assigned. For the mean time, you may 'hang out' with your 'peers' in the gymnasium. There is currently an extravagant costume party, featuring dancing, arcade and recreational games, a buffet, and a chocolate fountain in the shape of your teacher, who is also a dog, but that is not important currently. You may wear a costume of your choice and perhaps win the costume contest, and there will be a live concert by the...Rocket Surgeons, a band led by a fellow student of yours. So, you may enjoy that, if you wish."
Tiny Table Tino twiddled his thumbs as he sat back down. "...This crowd displeases me. It is still too...laaaarge..."
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Gymnasium - The Knight
Nina pumped her fist when Opal and Kyouji agreed. Yesss! Acquaintanceship acquired! She proceeded to run after Kyouji to the Disco Disco Revolt machines.
"Phew, you're a nimble little guy!" she told Kyouji. "You looked like a pro ballerina or something heading through that crowd. I'm more, uh..." She looked back at the gap in the crowd from people moving out of the way of the crash zone. "...I'm a bit more direct I guess...eh heh heh..." She glanced around the machines. "Huh, lot of people hanging around these things, but not a ton of people really using them, eh? Guess they just like the tunes. Welp!"
Nina gently stepped up onto the dance platform for the DDR machine. She stepped with a metal CLANK, CLANK, CLANK with her heavy costume, but she got up just fine - she was surprisingly capable of motion in the outfit. She rolled her shoulders and looked towards her new acquaintances. She clanged her fist onto her chest and straightened her back.
"Verily!" she declared. "I challenge thee to a duel, knave! The mode of battle shalt be the funky beats of Disco Disco Revolt - a true warrior's sport! Do you accept of decline the challenge of Sir Valentine?" She gave a big, dorky grin to Opal and Kyouji and waited to see if one would accept the challenge.
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Gymnasium - The Clown
Jackie groaned at Xander's extravagant antics. When Xander sat close to her, she leaned her shoulders away, only straightening up when he scooted over. She just looked the other way and returned his silence for a bit, grumbling to herself.
"...You're such a pain," she eventually said. "You think you look cool or somethin'? Flippin' around and doin' this kind of crazy, stupid crap...it's just dumb." She hugged her knees closer to her chest. "And all this quiet crap, too...you tryin' to mess with us or somethin'? Get a life, dammit." For all the venom in her words, Jackie's voice sounded tired, weak. It was like a cat scratching with broken claws.
She hugged her legs tighter, and glanced away further.
"W-What the hell do you want from me?!" she snapped. "A goddamn conversation? Or do you just like bein' an ass to me, huh? If yer not even gonna bother laughin' at me, just...just get the hell out of here! Leave me alone!" She buried her face in her legs.
.......
"...I feel like I'm suffocating," she muttered into her knees.
At the front of front office, the ever-vigilant receptionist, one Tiny Table Tino, sat at his tiny table with his tiny objects, looking rather disgruntled by the amount of new faces that were now beginning to crowd the office. Tiny Table Tino stood up from his tiny table, towering over it like a giant (but really he was actually pretty average in height, all things considered) and rose his hand to address the room.
"Hello. I am Tiny Table Tino," said Tiny Table Tino, "and while it is the duty of me and my tiny table to serve the proportionally not-tiny student body of Shelvington Academy...this is becoming overwhelming. I do not like large things, including large crowds, so allow me to take a moment to turn this large problem into a tiny problem."
Tiny Table Tino looked through his tiny files on his tiny table, and nodded to himself. "I see...a Miss Tablanche, a Mr. Grennan, and a Mr. Shoji. Welcome to Shelvington Academy. Hm...there are more new faces today than anticipated. I will return to you shortly on where you may reside in the dormitories, as there may be shifting of rooms to accommodate recent changes. You may leave any extra baggage here if you wish, and our bellhops will take your luggage to your room once it is properly assigned. For the mean time, you may 'hang out' with your 'peers' in the gymnasium. There is currently an extravagant costume party, featuring dancing, arcade and recreational games, a buffet, and a chocolate fountain in the shape of your teacher, who is also a dog, but that is not important currently. You may wear a costume of your choice and perhaps win the costume contest, and there will be a live concert by the...Rocket Surgeons, a band led by a fellow student of yours. So, you may enjoy that, if you wish."
Tiny Table Tino twiddled his thumbs as he sat back down. "...This crowd displeases me. It is still too...laaaarge..."
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Gymnasium - The Knight
Nina pumped her fist when Opal and Kyouji agreed. Yesss! Acquaintanceship acquired! She proceeded to run after Kyouji to the Disco Disco Revolt machines.
"Phew, you're a nimble little guy!" she told Kyouji. "You looked like a pro ballerina or something heading through that crowd. I'm more, uh..." She looked back at the gap in the crowd from people moving out of the way of the crash zone. "...I'm a bit more direct I guess...eh heh heh..." She glanced around the machines. "Huh, lot of people hanging around these things, but not a ton of people really using them, eh? Guess they just like the tunes. Welp!"
Nina gently stepped up onto the dance platform for the DDR machine. She stepped with a metal CLANK, CLANK, CLANK with her heavy costume, but she got up just fine - she was surprisingly capable of motion in the outfit. She rolled her shoulders and looked towards her new acquaintances. She clanged her fist onto her chest and straightened her back.
"Verily!" she declared. "I challenge thee to a duel, knave! The mode of battle shalt be the funky beats of Disco Disco Revolt - a true warrior's sport! Do you accept of decline the challenge of Sir Valentine?" She gave a big, dorky grin to Opal and Kyouji and waited to see if one would accept the challenge.
----
Gymnasium - The Clown
Jackie groaned at Xander's extravagant antics. When Xander sat close to her, she leaned her shoulders away, only straightening up when he scooted over. She just looked the other way and returned his silence for a bit, grumbling to herself.
"...You're such a pain," she eventually said. "You think you look cool or somethin'? Flippin' around and doin' this kind of crazy, stupid crap...it's just dumb." She hugged her knees closer to her chest. "And all this quiet crap, too...you tryin' to mess with us or somethin'? Get a life, dammit." For all the venom in her words, Jackie's voice sounded tired, weak. It was like a cat scratching with broken claws.
She hugged her legs tighter, and glanced away further.
"W-What the hell do you want from me?!" she snapped. "A goddamn conversation? Or do you just like bein' an ass to me, huh? If yer not even gonna bother laughin' at me, just...just get the hell out of here! Leave me alone!" She buried her face in her legs.
.......
"...I feel like I'm suffocating," she muttered into her knees.