Mad Science, final class, August 21st

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Yet again, the Mad Science students were told to meet for class at the Danger Shop. This time, Prof Tomoe met them outside of the building and stood outside the door. His grin was eviller than usual this week.

"Good afternoon, class. It seems as though we've come to the end of our semester already. I hope that you've been paying attention in class, as this week's final exam is a practical test. Inside the building, you will find a victim. Your job is to put the plan you designed into action, and have your monster rip out their pure heart crystal to check whether or not it is a Talisman before you are defeated. And yes, your daimon will most likely be destroyed over the course of the exam. If you can go, let's say, five solid minutes before being defeated, we'll consider that a pass."

He laughed evilly before stepping away from the door to let the students in one at a time. "Good luck."


Please wait for everything to be set up before pinging in. Go for it.

Comments

Sign In [August 21]

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Can you believe we've gone through seven classes already?

Re: Sign In [August 21]

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine

Re: Sign In [August 21]

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

Lucas Wolenczak

Re: Sign In [August 21]

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack Addy

Re: Sign In [August 21]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Yasutora Sado

Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

Stand around outside while you wait your turn or chat with other people.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad is standing around, waiting his turn.

Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

There's a redheaded girl here waiting for a bus. Something about her makes her seem like an excellent victim.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine stared at his Daimon, which was still bounding about in big, happy, rather orange circles.

"Uh, go and... get her?"

The daimon was all too happy to bounce off in that general direction. Somewhat.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl checked her watch and kept looking for a bus. It seemed that she hadn't noticed Valentine and his daimon yet.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valentine, who was being as slippy and stealthy as he could possibly manage, could barely keep up with his bounding ball of bubbly doom of a daimon as it barreled crept over to her to introduce itself.

He was pretty certain he wasn't off to a great start, here. Maybe he should have picked an inanimate object with a little less... bounce.

Re: Wait Your Turn

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl was interrupted from her daydreaming when the daimon moved in closer to her. She turned around to see who it was -- and started screaming as soon as she saw it.

It seemed that she had some previous experience with being attacked by monsters.

Re: Final Exam

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack's skull was still flapping around his head.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl was too lost in thought to have noticed the flying skull yet. She hummed to herself a little as she waited for her bus to arrive.

Re: Final Exam

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Leave it to Chad to almost entirely forget exactly what to do. He blamed two things: being a tiger last week, and Shinigami. He glanced over at his Daimon, frowning at it thoughtfully.

How did he get a zanpactou out of that, again? He didn't think he could actually wield one. He remembered making a plan, the thought, but couldn't remember the actual plan, and...

"Crap."

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

At the sound of his voice, the girl looked up and smiled at Chad. "Did you say something?" she asked.

She hadn't noticed the daimon yet.

Re: Final Exam

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Uhhhh..."

And that was probably all she was going to get out of him at the moment, mouth shifted over slightly as if it was a very difficult question. Then Chad shifted his eyes over toward the daimon, as if the daimon could help him out a little here, throw a guy a freakin' bone or something.

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward stands around a corner where she can't see him, dressed in his Darker Force costume from his superheroing classes. He sends his Daimon out, and it rushes the girl.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl barely had a chance to react. The daimon's sudden attack knocked her to the ground, where she stared at the monster in wide-eyed terror.

Another figure appeared on top of one of the surrounding buildings, but it was too dark to make out any details. The figure seemed to be waiting for something.

Re: Final Exam

[henryoredward.livejournal.com]

Edward ran at the daimon, as they'd rehearsed. "Unhand that woman, or suffer the consequences!"

The daimon, however, seemed to ignore his warning as it removed her pure heart crystal.

Re: Final Exam

[sound-loyalty.livejournal.com]

Kabuto was seriously thinking about just taking her out for having a Brooklyn accent, what? no particular reason. Though the heart-crystal stuff was possibly worth investigating further. He just wasn't seeing how this girl would be holding a Talisman of any sort. She was so...ordinary.

Re: Final Exam

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

The girl seemed to hear some noise that Kabuto made, since she looked up from the bus stop. "Hello? Is someone there?" she asked in a badly dubbed Brooklyn accent as she looked around.

It seems she hadn't spotted Kabuto or his daimon yet.

Talk to Professor Tomoe

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

He's here and he's openly judging you this week.

OOC

[daimonhost.livejournal.com]

I will be around tonight, and tomorrow afternoon to do final exam stuff with you. Alas, I have no morning availability at all.

You have all been a lovely class. Thank you for making my first attempt at teaching a class at FH go okay.

Re: OOC

[dark_slippy_thing]

You've been an excellent mad-scientist-type teacher person! Even with those creepy shining glasses and that half-moon grin that shall haunt my nightmares. That mouth. THAT MOUTH. IT SHALL FOLLOW US ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT AND DEVOUR US WHOLE AND SAVE OUR PURE HEART CRYSTALS FOR DESSERT AND IT WILL BE HORRIBLE! HORRIBLE!

...

In conclusion, thank you for teaching us mad science. Here, have a shiny apple imbued with the power of a daimon egg. Careful, it bites back.