[EXAM] Professor Malcolm (Y2 Group 2)

[Dragain]

Fright Night had barely ended, and despite the strange happenings around school - rumors are that there was something going on with the "Haunted House" - school is going on as usual, and 2 students would find a note tacked to their door, summoning them to an exam.

Note tacked to room door

Snot Advancement Exam

Venue: Classroom 13
Time: 8am - Webday

*Please be punctual; latecomers will not be allowed to participate.

[OOC: This means that if you did not post in at least once within 48 hours from the time of summon, I have the right to remove you from this exam and put you in a solo exam/pass you over to someone else! Don't worry, it's not a permanent DQ from all exams, just this one!]

Professor Malcolm

 

[Dragain]

The classroom was oddly dim, even if the lights were on. It was also oddly empty; neither Malcolm nor any of his minipets were around. However, there was something on the whiteboard - a note for the students he had called down for their Year 3 advancement examination:

Had an emergency to tend to; will be back in 30 minutes. Your task is to groom a minipet within this time. Do it together. Check my desk.

On the desk was a cage with growling coming from within; the label on it reads "Kenny (Opal Flycat - Prone to biting and escaping)". Beside it were two pairs of bite-proof gloves, various types of hair brushes, and what looked like a leash that had been fastened to the desk - presumably to hold the minipet in place, and to prevent it from escaping. However, they will have to hook the leash to the minipet's collar first.

Exam Mechanics
Every roll you make is 1 minute, so this exam has to be done within 15 rolls for each of you. I know not everyone can be online at the same time, so feel free to do as much as you can within 15 rolls, and then wait for the other person to do their rolls~

Note: These steps are done one after the other; aka you have to complete step 1 to move on to step 2, and complete step 3 before moving to step 4!

1. RP coming in and putting on gloves; both participants must do this before moving on. This is the only part of the exam that actually requires you to wait for the other person.
   
2. Pick up the Flycat and fasten the leash to its collar: Roll 1d10, anything not 1 or 10 is a success.
   
3. Start brushing it: Roll 1d10, the number you get is the "amount" brushed. So if you get a 1, it means that the minipet was struggling/bitey and you didn't get much brushing done. If you get a 10, you managed to do quite a bit of brushing by keeping a firm hold on the minipet.
   -> Combined, you need a total of 150 by the end of 30 rolls.

Use the following form at the bottom of every post!

[b]Roll:[/b] ???/15
[b]Combined brush points:[/b] ???/150

Please quote me (Dragain) after you are done. Feel free to IM/PM me any questions you might have.  

[Dragain]

SUMMONING O.O

Enoh Love

Student Name: Mac

Seussi

Student Name: Alexander

You may start the exam whenever; read all the posts!
-> Please remember to RP out the rolls, or they will not count! One-liners will do.
-> Please also remember to use the form, because it helps me keep track of things.
-> Take your time. <3

Note: Do not post your character up for arts till this exam is officially over; aka until I make a GM post about it!  

[Dragain]

Remember to read ALL THE POSTS!

Good luck!

 

[Seussi]

The note on his dorm room door had Alex stopping and rubbing at his face, then running fingers through his hair as well. Exam time. Okay, right, he could do this. It was quite possibly the worst timed exam in existence, but if not now, when? It was his time, and like the dutiful young zombie boil that he was he felt that this was not something he could miss or pass up on. He read the note over carefully, making sure he had all of the information correct, and then when the time came to go, he went, possibly moving faster then he ever had in his unlife.

He really needed to just get this over with as quickly as possible.

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The classroom he approached was dim, and empty, and the zomboil had to pause, wondering if he somehow got the room number wrong. But no, he was sure that the note had said '13', so this had to be right. He slowly shuffled his way inside. "Hello?" He called out, pale eye sweeping the room, looking for the professor who had summoned him. He had been in one of Malcolm's classes before, remembered what he looked like, but he was definitely no where in sight. But what he did notice was a message, scrawled upon the whiteboard, explaining the professors absence to some extent.

Wait, groom a minipet? Together? .....So did that mean that another student would be here soon as well? The zomboil had to wonder who it was, if it was somebody that he knew.

He followed the whiteboards instructions, moving over towards the desk that held a caged minipet, eyed the supplies, and read the tag in front of the cage. Shaking his head to himself a bit and wondering how in the seven hells he had managed to find himself a personal pet groomer to a professor on a day like today, the zomboil reached forward and grabbed for the gloves, slipping them on to his pale, undead hands, then waited for whoever else was supposed to arrive to help him.  

[Enoh Love]

Mac got the note, but really wondered who put him up for exams; he didn't think he was ready, but apparently someone did. His hesitations probably had a method behind the madness sort of explanation; perhaps his lingering back meant that Lizzy could graduate ahead of him and not worry about him anymore...or perhaps he just didn't want to be that much closer to graduation.

It meant eventually he'd have to be responsible and live a life and taxes.

He made his way to the classroom without a problem; he had a knack for remembering places to a T with his eidetic memory after all. When he got there it seemed that someone else appeared before him, but this one he was pretty sure he hadn't met before, but he couldn't be sure. His memory for places was fantastic, his memory for faces...not so much.

"Hey uh...here for an exam?" He asked the boil, strolling on through to the desk to also look at the board; there were too many words and his attention left, instead moving to the cage and the supplies. "So uh, what are we doing?"

But the mysterious zombie was putting on gloves, and from his brief glance at the board figured they were important, and also put on a pair.

Gloves :T  

[Seussi]

He didn't have to wait long before a boil he was sure he'd never met and possibly even never seen before entered the room, which was sad considering he'd been attending the school for nearly a year now and if this newcomer was also moving up to year three then....

Ya, just leave it at sad.

"Hey." He replied, waiting for the boil to approach so that they could get things moving. "Ya, the advancement to year three exam? Apparently the professor has left us to groom one of his pets until he returns." The zomboil rolled his visible eye (his only eye, but his hair obscured the fact that he was missing the other), then watched as Mac put on his pair of gloves.

"I'm Alexander, by the way." He didn't offer a hand or anything, not really in the mood for being his usual friendly and relaxed self and just wanting to get this finished. Still...it was rather nice to not have to do this alone. He wasn't used to doing anything on his own, sadly. Brusquely, he turned towards the cage, clumsily fumbling at the latch to open the door and reaching in to remove the pet, hesitating slightly before plunging his hands inside and hurriedly trying to get the damn thing leashed to the table.

It was a bit of a struggle, but he somehow managed to wrangle the flycat into stillness for long enough to get the leash clipped on to it's collar, before he took a step back, pulling his hands away before they could be bitten, gloves or not.

"There." He frowned. "Now I guess we're supposed to brush it or something."  

[Enoh Love]

"...Grooming? I thought the test would be...hard?" His exam to year two involved an ice sled on a lava slide...and his exam to year three was...grooming? He found himself rolling his eyes (and he had both of them, unlike his rotting companion.

"Mac." The Reaper didn't extend his hand either, but mostly because he was rude and didn't really care to know this boil past having to exam with him. Alexander seemed to get a grip on the pet, getting it leashed and whatnot...and then he looked at the brushed that were laid out for them. "...Yeah, I guess that's the next step. You know, grooming." His hand waved dismissively and he picked up a brush, carefully approaching the cat.

"I can't stand flycats." He grumbled to his partner, holding down the cat's snapping tail to brush along the creature's back. Of course he had decent enough luck, but damnit it still snapped at him! Thankfully he had the gloves.

Roll: 1 / 15
Combined brush points: 5 / 150  

[Enoh Love]

...Well, since he was at it, he kept trying. Except this time he accidentally pet go of the feline's tail, causing it to snap at him and sink into the borrowed gloves.

Effin Flycats.


Roll: 2 / 15
Combined brush points: 7 / 150  

[Enoh Love]

Okay he REALLY HATED FLYCATS. One hand tried to keep brushing it while the other tried to grab the tailmouth again. Co-ordination was not one of his strong suits.


Roll: 3 / 15
Combined brush points: 10 / 150  

[Enoh Love]

SUCCESS.

He grabbed the tail and held it down as securely as he could, and managed to get in a lot more brushing before it started snapping on him again.

Mac may have grumbled. This was a stupid exam.


Roll: 4 / 15
Combined brush points: 19 / 150  

[Seussi]

Alexander just shrugged in response. Having gotten to year two after competing in the horseman trials, this was the first exam he'd taken. "I don't know, maybe Malcolm is just messing with us before the real test begins."

He let the other boil begin with the brushing, feeling not at all eager to join in and help out. He barely knew how to groom himself, let alone a minipet! Still, despite the biting and the snapping of the flycats tail, this couldn't be too hard, could it?

He waited until Mac looked like he'd had about enough brushing before grabbing for one of the other brushes present. He grabbed the flycat carefully, trying to mimic what the other boil had done by pinning the cats tail while simultaneously brushing.

It worked well for a time, but eventually the tail wiggled free and Alex pulled his hands away.

This could take awhile.


Roll: 1/15
Combined brush points: 25/150  

[Seussi]

The zomboil attempted to continue on, but the flycat was really beginning to get impatient, wriggling and squirming and yowling for all that it was worth while it's tail snapped and lashed.

Alex was nothing of not stubborn, however. This flycat was getting a good grooming whether it wanted one or not!

Still Alex felt for the little guy. He knew this pain well.


Roll: 2/15
Combined brush points: 29/150  

[Seussi]

Yep, this was definitely becoming more and more difficult the more he brushed. This time he somehow got himself bitten both by the teeth in the flycats mouth as well as by it's tail. He might have uttered a few choice words under his breath as he took time to back away, shaking out his sore hands as he did so, and waiting for the minipet to settle back down,

Roll: 3/15
Combined brush points: 31/150  

[Seussi]

As soon as the flycat appeared more settled, Alexander went for it once more. He drew the brush down through the flycats fur over and over again, dodging the nipping tail whenever it got too near.

He still ended up with a couple of small bites, which just made him all the more annoyed with this ridiculous task.


Roll: 4/15
Combined brush points: 36/150