[Class] The Classification and Utilization of Fear Page 11

[MoonKitsune]

TG was late and didn't care. It was easy enough to walk into the classrom. Being short had it's advantages to not being easily spotted, and he walked to a seat in the back before puffing up into it and looking up at the messy teacher ahead. "This school really has low standards." To which he noticed Enzo and one of his rats being stalked by a cat.

He was rooting for the cat.  

[Miliardo Kason]

His phone buzzed somewhere in his robes and it took a few minutes of patting himself down before he found the device turning to wink at Amphi.

Nyxtsuki Moon

Text to Amphi:
You don't need a voice to be a pretty ghoul dear, though Sharpie seems occupied at the moment...

And indeed the cat was, slipping between the desks he crept up beside Monty grinning ear to ear. "Now I know you'll be sharrrrrrring riiiiiight?"

False meanwhile raised a hand to the teachers list of names, "Ah False Deity here, didn't find a sheet for the class, must have ah slipped my mind or something." He made a little flighty gesture a tiny spark of fire following it before going back to watching Sharpie and Monty before glancing over at Enzo.

"Ten seeds the Witches cat gets the rat."

Sharpie puffed up, "Why are you betting against me!?" He hissed slightly turning back to the rat more determined then ever to catch one of Enzo's little vermin friends.

"I bet against you because you're a pathetic lap cat who's only goal in life is to get pet and fed by cute ghouls distracting them from me, that's why. Would you prefer I bet on the rat instead?"

Nio Love

Lizbot

Bilious

 

[Inle-roo]

Between the wrestling reapers, the broken desk, and the obviously unprepared teacher, Taima was beginning to wish her cup of coffee was a bowl of popcorn. "Here," she said when her name was called.  

[Nio Love]

Quote:

Astra √

Pokerus √

Shun Kuroda √

Belladonna Divine √

Kettil Blacke and Endzela √

C. Mitsu Lupus √

Mot O'Boyle √

Meixiang √

Taima √

Levi √

Additions:

False Deity √

Amphi √

Selene looked up after each name, and checked off each time a student claimed it. Amphi's little 'sorry' was rewarded with the tiniest of knowing smiles - she needed no introduction. She knew exactly who the ghoul was.

Her list was complete, including two new students! But when she did a headcount, she definitely counted three heads more than she had names. She sighed sharply and put down her attendance list, to try again at the end of class. Then she moved to stand in front of her desk, and clasped her hands in front of her.

"Well, it's lovely to meet you all. Thank you ever so much for joining this introduction into the Classifications, and eventually the utilization and effectiveness of Fear. As you might have assumed, our first few classes will focus on the many, many different classifications that are given to the different amounts of Fear in this world. Fear is as wide and varied as the faces in this room, or even the faces that fill the entire school!" Her quiet voice rose to a higher pitch with excitement; now, she was in her element. "Knowing all of the different classifications of Fear can help you master the use of it, in ways you cannot even imagine. Knowledge is the greatest power any being can possess, and by the time we are through, I hope to have filled your minds with plenty of power."

She walked down the aisle, between the desks, and observed each persons notebooks (or lack thereof) carefully. "You will most certainly want to take notes, as there will be tests from time to time, and I do not expect you all to memorize my words the moment I hear them!" She giggled, and then covered her mouth to hide the sound. "So if you do not have some form of writing utensil and paper, please ask your neighbor if they can spare. Next class, please bring your own!"

She swiveled around and began pacing up the aisle. "Now let us begin by testing a little bit of your knowledge, to see just what we can build upon. Who here knows what makes Fear?" It was a scareling's question - she was clearly starting from the basics.

The OOC

Please raise your hand and then answer in the same post, no need to wait for her to call on you! Multiple answers are welcome. And anyone may still join the class, just tell her your name!

Aye Avast

Hope you don't mind I assumed Bella responded, since you've posted already <3

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun knew the answer. But he didn't feel like speaking up. So he sat there quietly. Staring.  

[Bittiface]

Mot took out his smaller note book since Kettil had his usual one. Pen.. pen... He searched his satchel and found a spare pen-snake. He managed to wrangle the thing out of his bag and began jotting down the question the teacher had asked the class.

In light of not wanting to say the wrong answer and embarrass himself, he remained quiet.  

[Pales]

Kettil's hand shot up and he even stood, "M'Brother said it comes from human farts," he said thoughtfully with a bit of a scratch at the back of his neck, "But I think he was makin' it up to see if I'd believe it."

There was another pause, "M'mom called him an idiot and then said it came from humans - like um their emotions?"

The uncertain note in his tone showed that he'd tapped his personal knowledge based but open to the confirmation that human farts are indeed what makes up Fear.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

When told that she would need a notebook Mitsu turned to her bag and grabbed one hesitating when she reached for a writing utensil. It was something about the hissing pencil she wasn't fond of but she reached in after it none the less, grabbed it firmly despite its biting, and held on until it stopped struggling. When it calmed she eased her grip and stared forward again, flipping open the notebook to an empty page.

The question made her think, her eyes looking around the room as a few others answered. "It comes from scaring, right?" It seemed reasonable enough.  

[Nio Love]

Selene stopped pacing when she heard Kettil's response, and let out a tiny squeak, before taking a deep breath and turning to look at him. "Aha..hah.. yes.. definitely not their.. uhm.. gaseous exploits! It is as your mother mentioned. Or, more generally, Fear is made by humans!" That was the answer she was looking for - and here, she'd assumed that would be the question to break the ice between her and the class. She'd imagined every hand raised to answer that one, in her mind's eye. But instead, one single hand had raised, and said.. farts.

This was turning out to be nothing like her imagination.

"Right.. so.. Fear is made by humans. And emotions do play a part in the creation of their Fear. We all know this, of course, it was in our Scareling Primer when we were children. We also know how we make them create Fear. We scare them, just like Miss C Mitsu said! But if the only Fear that we received from humans is the Fear we specifically create.. well. I think there'd be a lot less of us out there, wouldn't you say? Think of the multitudes, the masses of beings that live off of Fear! Where does it all come from? What creates the Fear that we do not specifically cause?"

She had walked back up to her desk, and turned on a machine that sat on a little table beside it. It glared to life, casting a bright picture on the wall behind her. "So our first topic of discussion is - what creates Fear! Once we've made a nice list, I'm going to show you just where all the different types of Fear are classified according to Bulber's Natural Classifications - ah, that's your textbook for next week, make sure you stop by the bookstore to pick it up, it will be waiting for you!"

She pulled out a blank, plastic sheet, and set it on the bright surface of the overhead projector. On the wall behind her, a giant version of the paper and her pen showed up.

"Everyone just shout out something that is or can be scary! Anything at all!"

The OOC

Shout out as many answers as you want, even make multiple posts if you think of something else. Anyone can still join the class at any time!

 

[Miliardo Kason]

"Fire."

The reaper said with a huge grin, right on cue Sharpie darted away from Enzo's rat hopping onto the table between False's hands, with one poke from a finger the cat was suddenly burning right on top of his desk.

Yep, False was setting his desk's top on fire with his cat.  

[Inu-Mitsu]

The class continued on and Mitsu looked like she was ready to doze but forced herself to take notes in her notebook. Her eyes kept drifting from time to time but she would jerk awake and continue writing.

When it came time for shouting answers Mitsu stared almost blankly at her notebook for a long time before tilting her head up to look up front. She was silent as she regarded the teacher for a moment, her mouth opening like she was going to answer but instead she closed it again and said nothing at all.  

[nekoluch]

Professor Selene had asked a question to the class once she was done taking their attendance. Levi knew this answer and so she simply waited for it to be said. Any second year would know- okay, Kettil didn't count. It was close enough, the ghoul supposed, though. Listening in again to the Professor, the matter of what sorts of things generated FEAR came up. The tatzel thought about it, deciding flowers was not likely the best of answers. Think ghoul, think. AHA!

Tha' dark!

Hey, it had worked well enough for her acting class assignment. Humans seemed to like things really bright too. Made sense if they felt fear from the dark.  

[Bittiface]

Mot continued writing notes on what Selene said. However, he once again remained silent out of fear of being wrong.

Wait... fear of being wrong. Was that a viable source of fear?

...he was too scared to ask.  

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun didn't answer her question. Instead..

"There's no 'C' in Mitsu's name," he hissed sharply towards the teacher. Well. Now that he thought about it, his thoughts were getting jumbled on how to spell things as usual. .. Eh. He knew her name wasn't C Mitsu.

..Speaking of Mitsu, she wasn't looking like she was doing too well in this class.  

[Pixie Nyxie]

Amphi wasn't sure how she was going to answer the question, seeing as she had no talking abilities and then just...smiled and pointed at the various cats that were not sharpie. Cats could be scary...

She guessed....maybe it was because she was a mermaid and Fish did not go well with the feline species...or something. WHO KNEW.

She texted False and tried to hide the small blush. False always seemed to get them after all.

Miliardo Kason

Ah...thank you for the compliment. Perhaps when you are not setting him on fire, we can visit...

She stuck out her tongue in concentration and then held up her hand. On a scribbled big word piece of paper, Amphi held up her answer.

'Drowning!!'