Izaka Sazaka

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Math Teacher Mr. Evans

The teacher smiled a bit in response to Evangeline's response, scribbling a little something onto the end of the equation. "Good, good, I can see now that everyone is paying attention." There was a strange tone in the teacher's voice, an emphasized static that almost rose and broke over the course of a second; it was unnatural. This unnatural tone only continued to grow, the man's voice distorted to greater and greater lengths as he continued to write. "Yes, very good. . . but that was only the warm-up problem. As you can see, the next question won't be so easy."

Even as the teacher spoke his hand scribbled at a furious pace, almost too fast to keep up with. The particular smell of burning/disintegrating chalk filled the room, accompanied by a growing cloud of white smoke. The equation on the board, it continued to grow to greater and greater lengths, the numbers and letters and symbols and, wait, was that an arm? The white residue on the board began to twist and distort, other-worldly tentacles and arms, eyes and appendages, they began to stretch out from beyond the blackness of the backdrop.

". . . and there we go."

The whole scene flashed back to reality. The equation on the board was a simple one. There were no longer any traces of the eldricht abominations that had, just so recently, been attempting to bypass the board and enter the classroom. By now even the regular students had perked up and taken notice.

What the hell had just happened?

"Now, if I could get a volunteer to come up to the board and answer the equation?" For a moment, the air around the teacher distorted and there was a flash; it almost looked like some kind of tail.

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Point Jozarin

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@Jozarin

S'all good. I should have a reply up when I get back from class this afternoon.

The Seer [A Traveling Roleplay] (IC Now open!)

I'm just waiting for Izaka xP

@Amaranth

Sorry! Sorry! I know I'm terrible.

;-;

Protagonist Drop!

Sorry for the delay, been working on mid-terms. I should have a reply up tomorrow!

The Mary-Sue Acadamy for Speshul Gurls and Bois

@YamiCuoreLaroux

Alright, just don't dally too long.

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@Jozarin

Accepted, please begin posting.

The Mary-Sue Acadamy for Speshul Gurls and Bois

Hey, I'll post first if no one else is gonna. I just don't know if GM wants to look over the apps that just put up their cliche's and state they're accepted.

--Not trying to be snarky with that. I ran into people posting without being accepted on things I've gm'd before and it's annoying to explain why they shouldn't have.

--Also, is it clique or cliché? I've seen both on char apps. It makes sense as either, but y'know, kinda changes the meaning.

@Entropsy

As before those who have their cliques added may begin posting in the IC. I also appreciate you're boldness in going first.

The Seer [A Traveling Roleplay] (IC Now open!)

Sorry guys, been really busy with mid-terms. I should be able to get something up sometime tomorrow evening. Again, apologies.

The Mary-Sue Acadamy for Speshul Gurls and Bois

Those who have their cliches in their CS may go ahead and begin posting.

The Mary-Sue Acadamy for Speshul Gurls and Bois

Ah', Saint Perfection Academy. That name above all others run out through the academic community as a place of hallowed study and academic perfection. There really was no other school like it. Established long ago by inter-dimensional space demons from the far end of the galaxy, these beasts decided to use their considerable might for the advancement of earthly races which they deemed, 'far inferior' to their own. To the outside world this place of unlimited and indeed supernatural power and learning was nothing more than the most prestigious academy around. The school itself was divided into a number of buildings and was constructed on a large cliff-side over-looking a majestic resort-beach below. The school's ample facilities and almost unlimited funding also allowed for a variety of specialist teachers and trainers as well as a number of other things like an attached-mall and built in movie theater. Really, the school had just about everything. For the students returning it would be their first day back in classes. The chaos of the summer was soon to be forgotten in the midst of the chaotic rule of the coming school year. As the students moved inside they were each separated according to class, with most of the newcomers put into room 666B. For the students though, there was one thing which reigned in their minds above all others in regards to the coming year: Who would win the Moe-Moe Cliche Cup? Each year the students chose between a number of cliches from which they could join and then, over the course of the year, attempted to earn as many points for their cliche as was possible. Due to the staff of the school being reality-warping interdimensional space demons of nigh-unfathomable power this competition was usually affected quite easily as any damage, harm, etc that could be caused by the power of the students was easily dwarfed by the powers and abilities of the faculty. The ways in which students earned points were simple: They needed to convince the teachers of the school by word and deed that they were, in fact, the actual protagonist of this story. The bell for the first class rang and so, some willingly and some begrudingly, the students were shuffled into their assigned classes. Before them their new teacher student, a rather innocuous looking fellow. He was here to teach them basic algebra, something they had likely all already mastered. "Alright class, I'll go ahead and put the first problem on the board. If you think you know the answer then raise your hand and I'll select you."

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