Meh, hanging in there.
"W-what? Oh, no, just looking around, considering last night wasn't much of a relaxation." Mike said casually, looking back at Gexln. "But I doubt we'll get any relaxation anytime soon, with the 'stirring' of events." he stated, tapping his feet under the table.
Hey..how are you?
Ms Nixon walked down a silent hallway, her high heels making the clamp sound breaking the silence. She took a key out of her purse and opened up the door using the key, then turning on the lights as she walked in, the door closing behind her. She walked over to her desk and put her purse in a drawer, locking the door shut. She opened up a drawer, and much leftover paperwork from last year sat in there, collecting dust. She slammed it shut, not in the mood for paperwork. She stood up and walked through the rows of desks, making sure nothing was out of order. In the back row the one in the right corner had 'CARTER' carved onto the seat and desk. She made a fist, her knuckles turning white with anger. Damage to school property, Carter was lucky she didn't call the police. Then she started making a list of all the people she would most likely see today, Definitely Carter, oh yes, and that other boy too, can't forget that foolish girl. Probably a few new comers. Just not another mouse, I already have to deal with one of those pests. Then she walked out into the hallway, but locking the door behind her just incase, and went off to patrol the halls.
I'm also with Andrew Nope :3
Carter saw Peter and looked at him, smiling, then he just nodded his head, considering he was too tired to give him a nice legitimate speech about how great he'll do. After all, he couldn't sleep last night, partially due to the fact that he didn't want to go, and that his stepfather had ESPN blaring that Carter could even hear it from the dusty attic. He looked at his watch, and realized he should probably go get his books and such. He ripped back his schedule from Morgan and stepped out into the hallway. "Bye guys. Good luck Peter." he said enthusiastically, racing off toward his dorm. He took the key out of his pocket and casually used it and put it back into his pocket, walking inside. He grabbed his backpack from under his bed, and looked at the other empty bed. "Hmm..I guess I get my own room. Probably got requested, since the last kid had a temper tantrum one night.." he took out a binder and a few books, loading them up onto his scrawny arm. He tossed the backpack and his books on his bed, pacing around the room, occasionally glancing at his watch.
Baa, Baa, Black Sheep I've done research on Mother Gothel for this, because I just need this for my other character :D Puppeteer: {AwkwardFailure} Name: {Ms. G(Geraldine). Nixon} Former Self: {Mother Gothel} Gender: {Female} Age: {52} Race: {Human} Student/Teacher/Staff: {Teacher, Dean and Detention Management} Personality: {Selfish, Rude. Blunt, Aggressive, Strict, Cold-blooded, occasionally a soft side for those really matured students, nice to fellow teachers, staff members etc., adores roses, doesn't like to be called by first name, hates her job.} Picture I.D.: {(I'm going to have to wing this, considering it's hard to find a picture.) Mostly looks like Mother Gothel, except she wears no makeup so shes as pale as a ghost. She wears a black dress instead of red, but the same style. Her hair is pulled back into a tight bun by the top of her head, and her eyes are a cold blue, but a semi gray tint to them. } Breif History: {She grew up in a family filled with people that much have her personality, and she was a rich spoiled child. She always gardened with her father, but as they got older they slowly lost money until they were bankrupt. By then Ms. Nixon was an adult, and the only job she could get to afford food, water, etc. was a job as a janitor at Grim's Cadett Academy. Overtime she got her position raised, but barely. The rest of her family is deceased, and when she isn't at the school she is in a tiny apartment, and she lives all alone there. She absolutely hates her job, but there are no other reasonable jobs available nowadays for a women like her. She hated students that were always in detention, still does, and once an immature boy called her by her first name and got landed detention for the rest of the year. Although, nowadays he does that sometimes and only gets a week.} Likes: {Flowers, Dark corners, sharp objects, sophisticated adults, bingo night, summer breaks, order, quiet, gardening, mature students, and lengthy books.} Dislikes: { Children, weeds, running, dirty clothes, hats, animals, rule breakers, Any clothing shorter than knee length, teaching, screaming, loud noises, obnoxious whispering, her job, and all picture books.} Theme Song: {N/A} Other: {I won't using her for every post. Only sometimes when necessary. }
On 'Forum' at the bottom there's a list of people online, and whos birthday it is.
Good to hear XD I really like your avatar and profile pic XD Did you make them?
What about the cake? Did I at least get to eat some?
"Surely." he replied, handing over his schedule, although several ends were ripped, and the rest was just falling apart. I knew I shouldn't have put it in my pocket. he tapped his feet after he'd given the schedule to Morgan, and quickly looked over at Peter, Is he going to be okay? he thought to himself, sticking his hands in his pockets.
"That is true..but still, ahh, I guess your right." he said, Is that guy going to kill me tonight or something? Mike asked himself, remembering that creature. Then he felt something whisper in his ear, the creature thing, Foolish mortal. I wish to have a discussion while you sleep. I thought at least YOU would have that much common sense. Tell the boy, and I shall have your heart. and then Mike felt something leave the room, dissolve into nothing. Mike shook slightly, but besides that he stayed silent and looked around the room, focusing on a painting on the wall.
"Like I said, everybody has their own opinions. It would be fun at first, I must admit, but after a while-.." Mike replied, but he stopped there, Hmm..I wonder. I really do. "Things may get out of hand." he finished.
"They would most likely be extremely powerful, if I had to guess. But some may think they have complete control, and lose themselves, because they think nothing can stop them. Somebody with legitimate complete control..wouldn't want to get in a fight with him." he replied, Wonder why he's asking. It does make me wonder though..
"I'm not sure, that's a good question though. Everybody has their own perspective. I mean, example, one guy might think their awesome, and the other thinks their ruthless and cold. That's how choosing sides is. But if one cannot control darkness.." Mike hoped that Gexln knew the rest, because he really didn't feel like explaining what happens.
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happy birthday!!!!!
"All that I know..there's a war going on. The dark..every one of them wants us dead." Mike took a deep breath, trying to let it all sink in for himself, "There is always a winner in war. So our future is untold for all of us." Mike tapped his feet under the table, trying to stop his legs strangely trembling.
Mike trusted Gexln at this point, "When we were out in the hallway this morning, I heard a voice. It said "Tonight." Then back at our room I heard "War." Now, right over in that corner I saw this creature, who the voice belonged to. He looked almost normal, but his face, one image was worst than the last." he whispered all of this, kneeling in closer to Gexln as he talked. "Nobody anywhere is safe."
OOC: Im on my PSP so Im going to add color in the morning. Carter looked around and shrugged, "Why not? Oh yeah, what are your schedules?" he asked curiously, reaching in his pocket and grabbing his crumpled schedule.
