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 Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 9:38 am
This is the room for creative writing. The room looks pretty much like any other classroom with rows of desks that fill the room. In the back there is a bookshelf with many books about the subject. To help inspire you, you are allowed to bring in headphones and listen to music, just be sure thats it not so loud that you end up disturbing someone. This class's focus's on creating characters and plots for story's. As well as the occassional essay for assignments.
This classroom is located right across the hall from the artclass so you don't have to go to far. Have fun Students! (And add something if you feel the need)
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 9:41 am
Laetitia wandered down the halls to her creative writing class. Having headed to her dorm to grab some paper, books, and pencils. She peeked into the classroom to notice it was empty. Pushing herself inside she smiled and took her seat at a desk near the front of the class. She decided that now was as good a time as any to continue with her book. Searching threw her stuff she pulled out a green colored notebook and opened it up. Taking pencil in hand she began to concentrate hard as she wrote within it.
Laetitia loved to write. She loved making characters and putting them in fantastic situations. Often she felt a connection to her characters.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 11:26 am
After spending a few hours in the classroom and getting alot done Laetitia stood up. Gathering up her things she headed out of the writing room and off to the garden.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 4:23 pm
[[um, exactly how many different characters do you have?]]
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 10:14 am
((I've got three. Two boys and one girl, Gabriel, Laures, and Laetitia.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 3:01 pm
After having introduced herself to her roommate, Ferris took to the halls to find her classes. She'd gone to school back in the Chi, but that one was no where near as old and scholarly as this one.
Her headphones blared loudly in her ears as she bopped along.
Finding the last class, the creative writing class, she decided to have a seat in one of the desks and start fleshing ot some ideas for a new comic.
She pulled another desk over and put her feet up on it, slouching down in her own and started writing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2006 5:30 pm
Kohaku looked at the papaer that told her which class for which period. She stumbled around the hall for 10 minuted until she finally found her first period Creative writing class. She plopped down in her chair and took out her pencil and paper. 'writers block' She thought as she stared at the paper with dismay.
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Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2006 5:35 pm
Finally the school bell echoed through the dismal halls and she took a last look at her paper, empty. 'Maybe I should write about a boy next time.' she sighed and got up to make her way to second period, Music. She always wrote about female characters and she was running out of fresh ideas. Most of the class stayed behind, either entranced in the story or the music, she couldn't tell.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 9:14 am
It had taken Ferris nearly an hour to dry and style her hair. Sometimes she liked to go all out like that with make-up and hair spray and everything.
She was still early for first period, the perk of having never gone to sleep. She pulled out a bunch of paper and began storyboarding the next issue of her comic, waiting impatiently for Kyoya to come.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 9:40 pm
Kyoya hadn't even the chance to search out his classrooms, so it took him a little longer than expected to find the Creative Writing room. He peeked into the classroom first and spied a familar face, Ferris already hard to work in her seat.
A smile worked it's way across his face as he stepped into the classroom and took the seat next to hers.
"You smell better." He said quitely to her in a teasing manner.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 4:49 am
"Yeah? I'm going for a sort of musty smell today, how am I doing?" She mused back, giving her hair a toss.
She smiled at Kyoya, "You however, still smell a bit....oh I don't know...funky?"
She was about to poke him again but thought better of it. Instead she just sat and smiled smugly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 7:14 am
"Let's see." Kyoya responded before he leaned over across the small isle between their desks, close enough to noticably smell her hair. "You've got a flowery must going on." The smile stills stuck on his face when he spoke.
He chuckled a bit when she relayed how he smelt. "Well thank you. It's my 'poor rich boy funk' cologne. Not doing much for you?" Kyoya asked to keep the sarcastic air about them.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 1:53 pm
"Naw, I go for more of the sweaty worker type smell myself," Ferris answered waving her hand trying to stifle the laugh that was threatening to come out. She put her other hand to her mouth to cover her smile.
"oh and thank you, the flowery musk is a very hard musk to pull off you know? You can't just spray it and expect great things."
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