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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 1:21 pm
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Mysterious notes would appear on the dorm room doors of many of the students seemingly overnight:
TO THE STUDENTS OF AMITYVILLE ACADEMY Ever wanted to find that perfect scent? Ever wanted to make the love of your life find you irresistibly attractive and fantastically fabulous? Ever just wanted to see what you can make when you have all the right ingredients? If so, then you've come to the right place! Welcome to Beginner Potions, where all your potion-making dreams and desires come true.*
The classroom is impeccable. Unlike other devil-may-care classes at Amityville, this one is particularly clean and organized. It is a darker room, lit by a series of candles on rail-thin shelves that go around the entire octagonal-shaped room, placed just below the ceiling. The floor is a glossy dark mahogany, and there are neatly lined rows of desks two seats to each one. Beside each desk is a grey cauldron on a wooden stand.
On the right and left sides of the classroom, directly opposite from one another, are three shelves. On the top shelf, there are exactly ten potion bottles. On the middle shelf, there are exactly thirteen potion bottles. And on the lowest shelf, there are exactly fifteen bottles.
At the front of the room is the professor's desk, which is just as meticulously organized as the rest, with each pensnake and pencil in its proper place. It smells faintly of spices here, though there is an odd watery scent that might be because of the various mixtures that have been concocted over the years.
OOC: Just RP your student coming entering the classroom! Signups will end in approximately 24 hours! Enrolled students, horsemen, and hunters in golems are allowed (sorry, no quests)!
*Some restrictions may apply.
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 1:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 3:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 5:05 pm
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The note had her at perfect. She literally needed no further persuasion, because what was Piper but someone who always sought the best?
Large hair pulled back as best she could (if it got one bit of potion, why, she'd have a fit!), the mage skittered into the class with obvious excitement. "Taviiiii~" she cooed, just about to make her way over when--
--अरे नहीं, was that a dragon? It had wings and horns at least . . . Or was that a fire demon maybe? Could dragons be demons? She wasn't very well-versed on non-reaper species . . . Either way, curiosity had her; Piper popped into the seat behind him, finding it very hard not to try and reach out to touch those magnificent wings.
"Hiiiii~"
It was the start of beautiful, intelligent conversation.
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 5:26 pm
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Mot strolled into the class, whistling a happy tune. Life was pretty sweet for the reaper lately, and he just felt all kinds of jovial. Upon spotting an old friend, the tall reaper too a few long strides until he reached Shun. A wide smile, he waved at the shorter reaper.
"Howdy, Shun! It's been a while, huh? Fancy seeing you here!" He greeted merrily.
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Meanwhile, a female undead also walked into the class room. The golem sat quietly, nervously, in one of the seats in the middle.
Otto couldn't believe he was sitting in a Halloween classroom. He was surrounded by the enemy. It was nervre-wrecking, even if his disguise and voice changer made it easy to blend in.
The golem gave a nervous breath out, tapping it's fingers on the edge of the desk.
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 5:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 6:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 6:34 pm
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