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Post by narakunohana on Oct 22, 2009 18:16:45 GMT -8
Notes: Okay, before anything else, the first set of posts will be the established post order. Anyone who double posts or piss Layla off IC (and OoC) will be sent out of class and be sent to detention.It seems as if this room was her room. HER room. Well, Layla liked to keep the place familiar. But the students would find a merely empty room - very neatly set up to have two rows of desks in a U-shape. There was no projector and yet there was a computer desktop displayed by the glass board. Maybe this was one of them high-tech boards? Probably is. But the first thing you should've seen would be a full-grown woman dressed up in a Mistress 9 sitting right by the teacher's desk, and a plush doll of Black Lady literally floating right in the middle of the classroom. ... Maybe you got the wrong classroom and went to the cosplay club classroom instead? But it clearly stated at the door: " AP Nutrition and Dietetics
Teacher: Ms. Layla Clavering Students:AP Anatomy and Physiology 1. Alexis Green 2. Reira DeMorvick 3. Cody Travers 4. Amelia Drea Sinclaire Pilar E. Delos Santos 5. Katsuri" ... Oh, that man~. <3 It seems as if Layla is going to have a really good time this afternoon.
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Post by Reira DeMorvick on Oct 22, 2009 19:41:36 GMT -8
Did she go back in time? Reira could’ve sworn this was a replay of a class she had with Layla a few days ago. It all started when Reira dressed herself in that pretty, navy blue summer dress, complete with cute flats. Which was what she was wearing today!! Dun dun duuuuuuun. But that was in AP Anatomy and Physiology. This was AP Nutrition. Wtf! Another AP class? Shrugging, she walked into the classroom.
Okay. The first thing she noticed was Layla, dressed in another one of her marvellous outfits. Those always amused her! And a floating…something majigger. That was cool too. With a small wave, the girl sat, once again, on the right side, by the window. She placed her books on her desk and stared out through the glass.
Awkward. Awkward. I’m the first one here and there are floating things in the room. Distraction, diiiissstraaaction!
Pulling out her cell phone, she texted Chuck. She could still be on her phone in the classroom when the class hadn’t started…right? Mashing away, she sent her man a text, which read: Wish I was still cuddling. There is a creepy vibe about this classroom. Odd as it seemed…she liked Layla Clavering. Did that make sense?
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Post by Drea on Oct 25, 2009 8:47:30 GMT -8
Drea entered the classroom, noting that the teacher and the doll that had been floating during the last class she'd had with her had switched places. Yes, Drea remembered vague details like that.
The woman - Dr. Clavering, she reminded herself - had turned out to be her sister's mentor. Drea was relieved, not because she thought the woman would play favorites, but because it meant that if she had trouble with assignments, she could ask her sister for good sources on the subject she needed help with. There was a high chance she'd know if she was going into medicine, after all.
"Hello, Dr. Clavering," she said quietly, greeting the cosplaying woman. She took out her supplies and set them on her desk.
Today she wore blue jeans and a gray T-shirt. It wasn't as oversized as usual and actually matched the shape of her body to an extent. And, of course, she wore sneakers.
She'd separated her hair down the middle and braided both section before twisting them around each other and tying them together at the ends. The result was a twist of braided hair that fell carefully over her shoulder. It might have looked odd on anyone else, but she pulled the look off well.
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Post by Alexis Seran on Oct 26, 2009 1:24:49 GMT -8
She walked into the room and just like that... she thought she was having a de ja vu. Only thing was that the teacher was wearing what the plushy from last class was wearing.
That and not all the same people were there.... and Alexis didn't have one too many cups of coffee. Gabriel wasn't in the room this time, so she sat beside Reira... not really mentioning anything... only staring at the floating plushy.
Was it "opposite day"?
Nah, chances are it was "fuck with your student's mind day".
Still staring, Alexis would wait for this weird class to start.
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Post by narakunohana on Oct 29, 2009 6:26:20 GMT -8
"San-nin desu?" A sharp yet still quite masculine voice resounding all throughout the room. The lady dressed in the Mistress 9 costume was reading something, and apparently wasn't even paying attention to the class at all - or is she? But that little plushie started walking floating around. "Ara, ara. Never the less, Welcome to Reira-sama's Nutrition class." the plushie said. "This class will be simple and to the point desu yo." A marker would pop out it's cap, floating as it began to write the words: "Layla Serigawa Clavering, M.D., M.S." "Nutrition is both an art and a science." The plush doll began, floating by the students one by one. "It is an exact science, and yet it requires creativity and still. Hopefully some of you are aware of what you eat everyday."The plush would return to the center of the classroom, it's pink odango wig fluttering as it floated. Hopefully it did not make anyone in the class dizzy at all. "But before we begin desu, let us introduce ourselves, ne?"The plushie pointed it's stubbed arm at Reira. "Your name and a little something about yourself onegaishimasu~" it said, "After that, tell us what you ate for breakfast, desu yo."The plushie would twirl around and point at Drea and Alexis "You two too; but after her, desu."
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Post by Reira DeMorvick on Oct 30, 2009 0:36:15 GMT -8
Soon after her arrival, another girl walked in, and then Alexis did. Oh joy, what a fuck filled class. Three girls. One she didn’t know and the other she didn’t like too much. Yay. Actually Alexis was sort’ve alright now...but just a little. Waving two fingers at the green eyed girl, Reira gasped when she saw this black plush doll jump around in front of her face.
It began to float around, telling them all about the class. Oh look, it could write too. All she could do was stare at it. So weird. Well, you didn’t see that every day. She moved her head back when the thing started bouncing in front of her face. It was talking to her now. Oh my.
"Your name and a little something about yourself onegaishimasu~"
Wow...a black puffball is talking to me and I’m about to answer. I feel like I’m on a LSD trip.
“Rae DeMorvick...I’m dating a 25 yr old. I like to have sex. My family is a mafia. I like waffles.”
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Post by Drea on Oct 31, 2009 7:17:11 GMT -8
Drea simply observed as the plush doll moved about. She was still a bit... unnerved by the act, but she'd seen it before with the teacher, and didn't think it was all that unusual. Besides, it wasn't as though she was too weirded out about it. There were all kinds of psuedomagicians on television and whatnot. There was no real reason for her to be unnerved. Even if it was supposedly talking.
Still, Drea supposed it was another skill of Layla's, and one that she took note of. After all, plush dolls couldn't really speak. They were filled with cotton and didn't have the necessary organs or body parts that attributed to the wonders of speech.
She watched as the doll cornered the girl that had been in the room first. The girl looked a bit... Well, she didn't think 'confused' was the best word for it. It was more like she was weirded out. Really, really, really weirded out.
Drea sympathized.
Still, after the girl spoke, she took her own turn.
"My name is Drea and I'm Emily's twin sister. Um... I had eggs, toast, and bacon with orange juice, as well as a croissant for breakfast today."
She wasn't sure what else to say, exactly. It felt awkward having any attention on her.
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Post by Cody Travers on Nov 2, 2009 4:52:43 GMT -8
Fashionably late.
It was his style, no doubt about that, or maybe he just didn't give a damn about class. Still.. Today he thought he would humor the teacher. His entrance wouldn't be big, as it was really none of his problem why, or if he had to give an excuse to explain that tardiness.
Well..
He really just didn't feel like giving one right now.
As he would come close to the room, he sighed softly. He'd heard that this was a somewhat easy class. It was nutrition after all.
And in Cody's case.. Well..
That.. Wasn't really..
.. Yeeeah..
Right, whatever..
Cody would slowly tap on the door, he felt bad for being late, but.. Eh. Nobody knew much about it anyway.
*Knock knock*
...
Oh.. Hell..
Whatever.
At this point, Cody just turned the knob, why make the teacher get up?
Opening the door only slightly, he would then take one step inside to observe the room. A book in hand, with a pencil inbetween his fingers, the mean looking guy just stared for a moment. He'd spotted the obvious outfit that the teacher was wearing.
Cody shook his head, he knew he dressed just as odd.. Knowing not to judge anyone by what they were wearing. Even though his look was more.. Modern day.
A black vest, with a white shirt, no jacket today. While wearing a pair of ripped jeans. Along the knees and such.
"Hello?" He said somewhat quietly. "This is the Nutrition class, right?.. Sorry for being late... May I come in? Or would you rather me just go straight to the Headmaster's?"
He didn't joke, he was used to this treatment, hence why he didn't bother going to a lot of classes.
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Post by Alexis Seran on Nov 2, 2009 14:49:55 GMT -8
Alexis watched as the doll began to speak. Now things were just weird. It asked them for a bit about themselves and so Alexis listened to people whom were talking about food. Then a boy came in late but Alexis would ignore him and say soemthing about herself.
"My name is Janelle Williams and I am an echange student from Australia. I'm also a pathological liar."
(OOC: sorry short. RPing on phones is lame)
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Post by narakunohana on Nov 6, 2009 10:00:54 GMT -8
“Rae DeMorvick...I’m dating a 25 yr old. I like to have sex. My family is a mafia. I like waffles.” Reira paused. Ah, yes - the girl with the same name as her. Shinichi twirled.
"Waffles are full of carbohydrates, desu. Good for the morning, but not good for your belly if eaten at a regular basis." It said, turning now to the next student who spoke.
"My name is Drea and I'm Emily's twin sister. Um... I had eggs, toast, and bacon with orange juice, as well as a croissant for breakfast today." Shinichi nodded. Nothing else to be expected from someone with the same blood as that young nurse. It's either she also had potential or she had a nutritionist dealing with her meals for her.
"A well-balanced meal of carbohydrates, micronutrients and protein. Well done, dechu~" It said, clapping it's stubbed arms for a bit. "Bread is a better substitute for rice as it is has carbohydrates and traces of protein, desu y---"
Shinichi paused when a light rapping of the door resounded all throughout the classroom. Layla would look up a bit, watching as the door opened to reveal a blonde, delinquent-looking young man. Quite the usual here on this school, or any other school at the matter.
"Good morning, desu." The plushie said.
"Hello?" He said somewhat quietly. "This is the Nutrition class, right?.. Sorry for being late... May I come in? Or would you rather me just go straight to the Headmaster's?"
The plush doll landed softly on the floor, it's two stubbed legs marching to the door and looked up at the lone male student. "Reira-samaaaaaa!" It cried, floating upward and shooting itself onto the cosplayer's arms. Layla had to drop her book, but-- "Scary man is laaaaaaaaate. What should we do, desu ka?"
Layla would look up and watch the young man carefully for a bit, her smile never wavering. She was a very observant young woman with the eyes of a hawk, but not many students realize that. "You may have a seat." She said, before looking back down on Shinichi. "Continue, dear."
"Hai, hai~!"
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"My name is Janelle Williams and I am an echange student from Australia. I'm also a pathological liar." Shinichi would shoot itself backward, floating until it landed on Alexis's head. Pathological liar, huh?
"Well, if you are a pathological liar I guess that implies that everything you say is a lie, desu?" Shinichi would tilt it's head to the side. "I shall assume that you're lying and call you Cake-chan, desu."
Floating to the center of the room, the plushie would look around. Hoping that it still got their attention. "Now, you and you--" a point towards Drea and Cody, "--- and you two---" A point then at Reira and Miss "Cake", "Partner up. We're going for a field trip!"
"And where to, dear?" The woman said, as it watched the plush doll do her work.
"School Cafeteria, desu." It looked around, "Any idea what we will be doing there, desu yo? Anyone?"
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Post by Drea on Dec 2, 2009 14:50:56 GMT -8
After listening politely and obediently, Drea did as the doll had indicated, getting to her feet and heading over towards Cody, smiling politely at him.
She listened to the others chattering a bit about the miniature field trip.
Just as she'd opened her mouth to ask where they were going, her question was answered: the school cafeteria.
She didn't want to say anything, really, when the teacher asked what they'd be doing, mostly because she didn't know. There was a myriad of things they could be doing in the cafeteria, from heading into the kitchens to simply observing or surveying the students as they ate.
There was no way she could answer that confidently or even without a high chance of some sort of scolding or whatnot... And she really didn't want to irk anyone by annoying them...
[Sorry, short. D:]
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Post by Alexis Seran on Dec 14, 2009 13:37:01 GMT -8
Cake? How is her nickname a cake? WTF Cake? K done exaggerating...
Then they had to partner up... But Alexis didn't like Reira so therefore she didn't want to partner up with her. Alexis got up and headed for the door, and waited there.
"I am guessing.... Learning about food and nutrition?" she said with an excited tone. Now she wasn't being sarcastic...ok yeah she was, but only a little. But she was excited to see what they will be doing... also somewhat hoping they were going to be eating something nummy.
Now she wanted to get the class done and over with. So she just had to wait for the teacher to hurry up.
(OOC: sorry this was super lame... and I made her act like that cause well....Selena doesn't RP anymore..dunno how I'm supposed to Partner up with her...)
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Post by narakunohana on Jan 28, 2010 22:46:10 GMT -8
Sorry for the delay."Nutrition?" Layla said, chuckling as she walked forward and to address the rest of the class, she smiled, "Of course. It's recess, is it not?" She chuckled to herself. "Class is dismissed for today. However, I have a project for you four." The puppet pointed at them with a stubbed arm, "You are to help out in the canteen for the rest of the period, desu. You will then pass an essay about what you observe here, got it desu?"Layla nodded. "Please take note of what food our students leave out and what they tend to eat; I am quite sure you will easily find a trend. From there, I want your essay to contain your observations and it's implications on their state of health. Please pass your papers before the end of the day."With that, Layla left the room. Bertha, the Canteen's old lady would then step forward and begin pressing orders at the group of Reira and Alexis. "Off to make sandwiches!" the old lady said before pointing to Drea and Cody. "Cut some veggehs up. There are carrots and potatoes there that need peeling; get to it!"
Okay, so the class ends here. Everyone receives +4 EXP from their endeavours here. :) Thanks for being patient.
I will give an additional 1-3 exp for every task given in this post that has been accomplished before February 15.
- RP in this very thread about their character's experience inside the canteen as a helper. (+1 exp)
- Submit a 500 word essay on what they experienced. Must be written IN CHARACTER. (+2 exp)
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