http://bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomhigh2007-01-07 08:48 pm
bluewindbreaker.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhigh2007-01-07 08:48 pm
Entry tags:
D.A.M.M. - Monday 1/7 - Period 1
Once the students are settled a dramatic explosion fills the space in front of the white board, generating a purple sparkling mushroom cloud of moaning skulls. When it clears, a tall wild eyed man in a red smoking jacket and pin-stripped slacks is standing there.
"Greeeeeetings students!" he says sweeping an arm out in a grand gesture that encompassed the lot of them. "I. Am Doctor Orpheus! And I am here to teach you all Defense Against the Dark Arts. There are many who would plumb the depths of the arcane, and each has their own reasons. Unfortunately, more often then we'd like, those reasons are greed! ANGER! REEEEEEEVENGE!!!"
As Orpheus talks, he paces back and forth in front of the white board while making dramatic gestures with his hands. He enunciates every syllable of every word as if he is being paid by the diphthong, this gives him a vaguely English sounding accent. (You'd never know he was from Maine.)
"For the most part, it is not the art that is dark but how it is used. I myself, am a Necro...mancer. It is unfortunate that some of those with similar training tend to be on the... creepy side. I assure you, the art of Neck-row-ma-see, is NOT all about dead things... A few publicity hungry bad eggs have foisted this stereotype upon the rest of us. The rest of us who combat these nogoodnicks with the ULTIMATE WEAPON!"
Byron strikes a dramatic pose and he radiates a golden light.
"Knowledge!!!"
The light fades.
"Knowledge is power! And with some knowledge comes great power. And with great power comes a whole lot of crap that you have to deal with if you abuse it. And by 'crap', I mean people like myself and the other members of THE ORDER OF THE TRIAD!" He exclaims as a glowing yellow triangular symbol appears behind him.
He's slightly concerned that he's just told his students that he and his brethren are "crap" but he decides to power through that.
"Firstly, we will discuss the most important weapon at your disposal in the battle against the darkly used arts..."
A plate of gourmet candy floats over to his hand.
"CHOCOLATE!!!"
[[ooc:please wait for OCD]]
"Greeeeeetings students!" he says sweeping an arm out in a grand gesture that encompassed the lot of them. "I. Am Doctor Orpheus! And I am here to teach you all Defense Against the Dark Arts. There are many who would plumb the depths of the arcane, and each has their own reasons. Unfortunately, more often then we'd like, those reasons are greed! ANGER! REEEEEEEVENGE!!!"
As Orpheus talks, he paces back and forth in front of the white board while making dramatic gestures with his hands. He enunciates every syllable of every word as if he is being paid by the diphthong, this gives him a vaguely English sounding accent. (You'd never know he was from Maine.)
"For the most part, it is not the art that is dark but how it is used. I myself, am a Necro...mancer. It is unfortunate that some of those with similar training tend to be on the... creepy side. I assure you, the art of Neck-row-ma-see, is NOT all about dead things... A few publicity hungry bad eggs have foisted this stereotype upon the rest of us. The rest of us who combat these nogoodnicks with the ULTIMATE WEAPON!"
Byron strikes a dramatic pose and he radiates a golden light.
"Knowledge!!!"
The light fades.
"Knowledge is power! And with some knowledge comes great power. And with great power comes a whole lot of crap that you have to deal with if you abuse it. And by 'crap', I mean people like myself and the other members of THE ORDER OF THE TRIAD!" He exclaims as a glowing yellow triangular symbol appears behind him.
He's slightly concerned that he's just told his students that he and his brethren are "crap" but he decides to power through that.
"Firstly, we will discuss the most important weapon at your disposal in the battle against the darkly used arts..."
A plate of gourmet candy floats over to his hand.
"CHOCOLATE!!!"
[[ooc:
Re: CHOCOLATE!!!
She then took into consideration who she thought to be her most daunting enemy. The Bird Tribe. She thought about how they might respond to chocolate. The resulting scenario in her head was...surprisingly effective.
"Huh."
Re: CHOCOLATE!!!
But hey, whatever works.
Re: CHOCOLATE!!!
Hey. That's what's been working.
Re: CHOCOLATE!!!
Or rather you could, but hopefully you wouldn't.