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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!!!"
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Re: DURING THE LECTURE
What was Hikaru doing taking a class like this? And without Kaoru, as well. She frowned a little as she wrote a response, quickly folded up the little bird, and magically sent it on its low, stealthy flight toward Hikaru.
//Hello, Hikaru. Thank you for not throwing the note at my head today.//
Re: DURING THE LECTURE
//;D It was never as sneaky that way. Way better when it isn't bouncing off your head.//
Re: DURING THE LECTURE
//I see you're picking up on some of the more imporant parts of being like a spy. I'm impressed.//
She considered a smily face; even a winking face. But didn't put one.
Re: DURING THE LECTURE
//I get Setsuna approval? I'm honored.//
Re: DURING THE LECTURE
She went ahead and put the :P face.
Re: DURING THE LECTURE