Vanya pranced into the classroom like everyone was holding their breath and waiting for her arrival. Of course, her imagination didn't let her ignore the fact that when she arrived all eyes were most definitely not on her. She slouched a little, flicked her hair behind her shoulder and made her way to the sign up sheet, jotting down her name.
She took a seat in the back and rested her chin on the palm of her hand, glancing around at the other occupants boredly.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:03 am
That there was a new class being offered was exciting enough for Taima, but a class on how to better utilize her natural form for maximum scareage? Had she slept through a few Octobers? Because this class was clearly an Xmas gift to her. She didn't quite skip through the door, but there was no denying the rare open and happy smile on her face as she signed the slightly soggy sign-up sheet and took a seat towards the back.
Muka had a natural form! He'd like to think he could be pretty creepy with it too. The rotund strix shuffled in with a wiggle of his taloned fingers and signed himself up on the sheet.
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I'm at work so I can't do the sign up sheet right now sad
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 8:36 am
"I fell." Sibyl replied by way of explanation. It was an honest accident this time. Was it bad? Should she have changed into dry clothes before coming here? She let go of Marzie and took all the shells and trinkets out of her hair, holding it out to one side and wringing as much water from her hair as she could. She then unwrapped her seal skin from where it had been wrapped around her waist over her skirt, offering it to the other selkie to hold onto while she was busy wringing water from her skirt and top. The floor was soaked but at least now Sibyl was slightly less damp!
"If you can't change," Sibyl whispered for Marzena's ears only, "then I won't either. We can give an excuse for it!" It was sheer genius. Oh sibyl you've outdone yourself this time. She was braiding her hair again, this time wrapping the braid in a tight bun behind her head before she replaced all of the decorations in her hair. Finally when that was done she asked for her pelt back, no wanting to twist or abuse it so simply draping it over her shoulders for now.
Zel slipped into the class snagged the signup sheet and scribbled what passed for his name. He was interested in finding out how to utilize his more bestial visage for scaring, that was for sure!
Once signed in he plopped himself down in the first empty seat he could find and pulled out his notebook and pen.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 9:58 am
Efflo shyly peeked through the door, a class about natural forms? That was certainly something he wanted to learn more about though, he thought with ears flattening, he would have preferred to learn it with less people. Alone actually, would have been preferable.
But a missed opportunity is missed opportunity and the undead boil wasn't going to miss this one. He slunk over to the sign-up sheet, sullen expression firmly in place. He quickly scribbled his name, tried to rub away the glowing fingerprints he'd left and, when they refused to budge, he hurried to a seat at the back of the class, slumping into his chair.
He looked around the classroom, careful to avoid eye contact. Jack, that poster was frighting. Why was it so sparkly?
Andrew watched as all the other students filed in. maybe being early wasn't so bad, he could see all the people, and there was quiet a variety of them.
Though.... was that girl wet? She was saying something about and excuse, she should have dried off! she was dripping everywhere! He scowled at the girl, and pulled his flaming tail as close to the wall as he could, suddenly glad he had chosen a back corner.
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He almost missed Miasma walking in, but he noticed her and gave her a scowl too before returning his glare to the wet one. That girl made him nervous, very nervous.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 1:34 pm
Despite the fact that he was technically a third year student at this place, Jericho may as well have been a new kid in school all over again. He really didn't recognize anyone in here. Somewhat ironically, even if he did have his memory, he wouldn't know most of the people in the room at the moment anyway. But... he was a student, and he figured he should be doing things as one. Not to mention well... he supposedly was supposed to have a natural form. It wasn't something he looked into since re-attaining his current body. Riley suggested he waited on that.
But..
It would be good to learn about these things.
Keeping his wings pinned to his backside to the best of his ability, he just signed himself in and moved on to take a seat. Getting used to this body after having been an elf of all things for a time was... somewhat of a challenge to say in the least.
Jack-B-Nimble sure as hell did have natural form - and he was pretty proud of it. So when he heard there was a class specifically about natural forms and the ins and outs of them, he was all for it - the tall boil wandering in to the class and going to sign the sheet - name sharing the 13th line with Efflo. It was his number, you know?
Looking around at the group who were there, he took to going and sitting next to a little miss that he had seen a few times here and there - Alex' sister, wasn't she? Clearing his throat, he leaned back in the chair and gave her a soft look.
"Pleasure to see you here, Alex's sibling yes? I'm known as Jack-B-Nimble, but people usually call me Jack." He offered to her, extending a hand to lightly shake hers.
"I hope you don't mind me keeping you company during this class."
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This seemed like a perfect class to start with in his attempts at an education while he was at Amityville. Wandering in to class, glowing eyes peering over the group that had shown up, hoping to catch some kind of familiar face, even if he was brand new.
Receeding after a moment, he found an empty seat and - after careful inspection that it would not melt on him or anything - he flopped down in to it, taking a small notebook out and a very special pen, working through little notes that he created before class.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:06 pm
Willow's tail flickered as she walked into class. She'd heard something about fear and natural forms, so obviously she was curious. Ears twitched as she entered the room and signed the paper, of course now her question was - where to jackin sit. Her eyes trailed around the room taking in the arrangement of class.
Natural forms had always been a curious thing for the mermaid. Amphi didn't have an animal form, or something more scary like the rest of the students...but she did have her natural aquatic body and to better understand how to use it...
It was probably good to get a handle on the FEAR surrounding it. Especially since she wanted to be a boogeyman.
Signing up was no problem, she loved Selene! She even added a little heart for the snake ghoul because she could. and then sat down and fiddled at her seat.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:32 pm
Tybalt loved the idea of a class revolving around natural forms and while he had no issues with his own, or how to control it, he was always interested in learning more about it. So it was no surprise when he showed up for the class. Neither the pink sheet, nor the bizarre hipster werewolf picture seemed to deter him from actually signing his name to the list either and he was pleased to see a few familiar names on the list.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 3:23 pm
That poster. Tsk tsk so very tacky.
Still, it would be beneficial for him to know how to properly wield his natural form. That was the entire reason he had been sent here, after all. And he did want to make his papá proud.
Maddy hovered over the sign-up sheet, tail flicking a moment before he hesitantly scrawled his first name. No surnames for now. Best not to spread the family name too far. And with that, the cait sith slipped silently inside and took a seat.
Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 3:30 pm
Rep was very carefully quiet. It was appropriate he felt because he was a demon, subtle and brooding, observing the others intently. The more time he spent in Halloween the more aware he became of what easy prey they were dealing with, it wasn't fully grown vicious monsters but what were essentially kids, still forging relationships and bonds and wanting mostly to slack off.
Being an undead, the process and study of natural forms had no relevance to Olivia. But she came anyways when she heard about the class, as what happened with the Pygmy Dragon field trip. The ghoul took this more of an opportunity to basically learn more about her fellow peers (it had been what her parents wanted her to do) and also give her a good small body of creeple to watch and get to know (her main focus).
Finding the classroom hadn't been all to difficult, thankfully, and Olivia entered with a smile on her face when a very pink piece of paper caught her attention. It was a sign in sheet as the top clearly designated it to be and already did she see a slew of names that looked familiar (hopefully they belonged to the same people) and many she didn't and would get to learn. Sure enough, though, turning around greeted her with a plethora of staring fodder and those same familiar faces. It just fueled that smile really. Most of them seemed to be taking up the back sections of the seats - Andrew seemed to be in a corner - so she made her way in that direction even as full as it was. There were so many choice though on who to sit by, and Olivia kind of found her way in the middle of them - and a little ways away from Andrew given his tail. She was a little more near Efflo and she greeted him with a soft, "hello."
- - - - - - - - Though a Reaper, Maple thought this class to be a chance to expand her knowledge on the natural forms she was already aware of from the books she had read and perhaps get a little more practically application to them even though... it was more of a theory class. So rarely had she seen it done in person and even though there didn't seem to be a notion that she would here, it couldn't hurt to have the furthering knowledge.
And with theory over practicality, well at least she couldn't screw anything up. All she had to do was listen, take some notes and keep quiet. Good enough for her.
Maple made her way quietly into the classroom and signed herself in, taking little notice to the other names on the list as she made her way to a corner in the front row. She simply took out a a notebook and a few pens and made ready for the class.
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