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 Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 6:07 pm
The room was decorated like a clearing in the woods. The ceiling is bordered by real tree leaves, leaving only the middle of the ceiling to be left alone. The lights tried to shine through the leaves, making the sides have an emerald shade. The walls were were made to feel like wood. Instead of desks, there were tree stumps in the shape of a U. Towards the front of the desk, there was a podium. In the center of the room, there's a very low table, where the teacher sits. On each stump, there will be a prop up desk. Once five people has enter the class, the teacher will announce the prompt for the day. Once people have finished their writing pieces, they can either stay and talk or leave.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 6:44 pm
Jung-Woo step into the room, feeling more at home then anywhere else. He went up the podium and look around the room. It was real beautiful. He smiled a small smile and went to sit in the center table. I wouldn't mind teaching in this room. It feels very nice in here. Jung-Woo thought as he waited for students to come in. He was thinking about today's prompt when he remembered he has to speak with his charge later on today.
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:56 pm
Kenji walked in, thinking that he was late. He stopped for a second as he entered in the room, noticing that he was the only student so far. A feeling of relief swept over himself and he quickly sat down at a near by seat.
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 6:30 pm
Chun-yan skipped into the classroom, looking around in wonder. She noticed the surround looked a lot like the clearing in a village she and her Master has visited in the past. She looked around the room and noticed only one student was there. She looked for the teacher, her Master. He was sitting at the table in the middle of the room. She smiled before remembering she still have to tell him about her first class. She wanted to change her class. She knew it would not be proper to talk with him during class so she decided to talk with him after classes and when she goes to his room tonight. She went up to her Master and bowed down low, bearing her neck to him as a sign of submission to her Master. Her Master nodded to her bow and then nodded towards a stump on his side. Chun-yan smiled at him and then sat on the stump.
Jung-Woo smelt his charge coming in the room. He tensed for a bit. He could feel his heart quicken for a moment but he calmed himself down. He saw her walking towards him, smiling before frowning. He believed it had to do with her morning class. She was in his dorms when she should have been in the Dark Arts class. Although he heard that the class wasn't all that good. Maybe she wanted to change classes? I guess I can bring it up with the teachers. I'll ask her what other kind of class she wants later. Jung-Woo thought. Chun-yan bowed before him and bear her neck to him, like he was taught to when he meets someone of a more powerful and of a higher standing then him. He nodded to her, he acknowledged her. He nodded towards the seat closest to him on his right. He needed her near him so he can protect her if something happens. He continue looking over his papers, waiting for any other student to come in.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 1:01 pm
Walking into the room Zero tried to recall why he took this class. Walking over to a seat near the asile Zero came to the conculsion that it was probably because of some advice from his teachers or parents.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 1:33 pm
Nirissa entered the classroom, smiling brightly, an opened notebook ready for class clutched in her hands. Finally, a class I might do well in. She continued to beam as she took a seat behind a desk two rows back from the front. After throwing her bag to the floor carelessly, she retrieved a pencil from the side pocket. Oh, I guess I must be early or something, she assumed while she glanced around, noticing the lack of students. Shrugging lightly, she began to doodle on one of the blank pages till class started.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 4:33 pm
Jung-Woo looked around and saw more students coming into the room. She shook his head and continue looking over his papers before checking on Chun-Yan. She was looking at the newly arrived girl. She had the look of someone who's out for a mission. Like always, Chun-yan can't seems to stop making friends. Jung-woo gave little noticed to Chun-yan besides a tilt to his head. He liked it when she was happy. He heard a small squeal and heard her moving away. All he had to do now was wait for one more student before starting the class. Everyone came early today so they should be able to start class really soon.
Chun-yan bounced along the rows and rows of tree stumps. She bounced past the first boy who arrived before her. She bounced pass the boy who seems to be in deep thought. She finally arrived next to the only girl, so far, in the class. "Hi. My name's Chun-Yan. I saw you in Close Combat Class, what's your name?" Chun-yan asked her as she sat a little closer.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 4:43 pm
Shin walked inside the class, quickly taking a seat.
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-Dim lord vader- Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 4:49 pm
Nirissa turned and blinked at the girl, surprised at how happily she had bounced along and greeted her. She quickly flashed a smile, "I think I remember you, you were one of the girls talking to that shy boy. I'm Nirissa. I wouldn't expect you to be in Creative Writing, right after sparring in Combat class, their kind of at two opposite ends of the spectrum." She smiled politely. It was weird, this girl's happy-go-lucky aura seemed to be contagious or something. Soon enough, Nirissa found herself fighting not to smile so big, maybe it was cause she was new and that she really didn't have any friends yet, or maybe it was because Chun-yan seemed so full of excitement that she couldn't help but to be too.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 7:50 pm
Chun-yan smiled at Nirissa, happy that she still remember her. She nodded to her comment about the two classes. They were totally different classes. But then again, Chun-yan was a very well educated girl. She had decided earlier that she would try to take as many classes as she could. She liked to learn. It's just when the class seems very slow, she gets a little testy and leave. "I know it might be weird for me to take this class but I like writing. It's really fun and it's not that bad at all. I just hope what we can write about would be exciting." Chun-yan told her. She loved to write. She has journals upon journals. So many that it filled a box up to the brim. "Come on, you can sit next to me. Besides, the stump isn't all that bad after all." She pointed to where she as sitting before. She was sitting almost right next to the young-looking teacher.
Suddenly she froze. She felt a presence that is strong. And Lycan. Chun-yan took in a deep breath and smiled towards Nirissa, hoping she didn't see her moment of fear/shock.
Jung-Woo looked up when he saw the last person to come into the room. He stilled for a second before turning back to his papers once more. It was a Lycan. Lycan or not, he is still your student. That's your fifth kid. Talk with them before telling them what to do. Jung-Woo thought to himself as he stood up. He saw his charge and her new friend went to sit down. The other students were already seated. He went up to stand behind the podium so everyone can see and hear him.
"Good morning everyone. I am Jung-Woo Li. I'll be your Creative Writing Teacher for now on. You may call me Li-san, Li, or Mr. Li. I prefer no one uses my first name unless I give you my permission before hand." Jung-Woo looked around the room, staring at everyone for a moment to allow them to understand what he meant. "I don't know what you expect from this class. But I'll tell you now, I expect you all to do all your work. I won't give you work on a daily basic but I would give you work. If you don't like it, get out. If you work, good. I'll be giving you prompts every time class begins, unless something happened then I would omit it."
"Like the room, I won't be teaching in a regular manner. I'll teach you in different ways, ways I decide. This class is more of a free study then an actually working class. If there's homework, I'll assign it to you. You'll turn it in before a week is over. Prompts are to be handed in to me when you are finish. You don't have to do it but then your grade would drop. I don't mind grammar mistakes. But I'm looking for style, detail, and originality. If you try, you'll get a passing grade."
"Rules are simple, no mouthing off to me. I will hurt you if you try. Turn in work even if it's weeks overdue, I'll still mark it a 50. Better than a 0. No fighting in this class. If you want fighting then go to the Close Combat Class. Oh, I also respect women. If any man here touch a unwilling female and I found out, there will be a fight to death between the two of us. I don't care what you are. I look at results not race. If you have any other questions, ask. I'm a teacher. I answer questions. Last rule. If you only come to class only once in a while, don't come back. I only want students who are serious with their work. Get out if you're not." Jung-Woo stopped to catch his breath and to see if anyone was about to leave.
"Today there is a prompt. What did you expect from this class? This prompt will help you start and also will allow you to give me your opinion on what you should learn in this class. After you finish writing it, you will turn it in and either stay and meet your new classmates, or leave. I won't stop you since you did do the work. The pro-up desk are to your side. Do your best." Jung-woo finished and he went back to his low table. He knew it would be a little while until something happens but in the meantime, he can start to organize what's going to happen and how it's going to happen.
(To understand what Jung-Woo meant by the room. Read the 1st post. Some haven't and they don't understand what they have in the room and what they don'. The room doesn't have desk. They have tree stumps to sit on.)
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 7:54 pm
Student: Kenji
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: Needs to work at making a paragraph instead of individual sentences.
Student: Chun-yan
Grade: 105
Work Missing:
Extra Credit: Helping a student when she's having an attack
Points where work is needed: Needs to learn how to start sentences differently.
Student: Zero
Grade: 105
Work Missing:
Extra Credit: Helping a student when she's having an attack
Points where work is needed: Run on sentences
Student: Nirissa
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: Needs to work on the flow of the words but otherwise, not bad.
Student:
Grade:
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed:
Student: Miere
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: Spelling
Student:
Grade:
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed:
Student: Sarina
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: a little more 'meat' to the paragraph
Student: Alice
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: a little more 'meat' to the paragraph
Student: Ab'Deal
Grade: 100
Work Missing:
Extra Credit:
Points where work is needed: a little more 'meat' to the paragraph
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 7:12 am
Kenji sighed as the teacher began to talk, he listened closer as he heard what his assignment was. He reached in his pocket, he propped up his desk and began to write what he was told to, as instructed.
{I'll get to what he has to write later, I have school right now}
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- Lively Pickle - Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 12:36 pm
Shuffling through his bag Zero pulled out some paper and a pencil then quickly started to write down the assignment. What did you expect from this class?
I would have expected there to be more students and some writing assignments since it is a creative writing class. Also I would have expected the room to look more similar to a standard classroom. However instead it turned out to be quite unique and original and if someone whom is capable of using fire magic and were suddenly to lose their temper the room would burn quite fast unless the wood isn't the standard wood that burns easily. In addition I would have probably expected there to be more rules but, i'm glad that we are pretty much free to do what we wish after we finish our work so we don't end up getting bored to death with no work what so ever to do. Looking over his paper Zero reread it and thought about anything else he could add to his current paragraph.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 2:45 pm
Nirissa glanced up at the stump basically beside the teacher, she smiled, about to reply with a 'Yes' to Chun-yan's question before she froze. Nirissa's smile dropped into a look of confusion and concern. Just as she was about to question Chun-yan she was interrupted yet again.
At first her attention wasn't completely on the teacher, instead she was trying to solve the puzzle on why Chun-yan had suddenly reacted in such a way. But as he continued to talk, she listened intently - mostly out of fear. He seemed like an amazing teacher, but how forward and strong he seemed intimidated her greatly. As soon as the last word left his mouth and she new his speech was over, she flipped her notebook over roughly and began scribbling down coherent sentences as fast as her little human hands could.
She glanced up briefly at Chun-yan, 'What did you expect from this class, exciting enough for you?" She said jokingly. Although she knew that the teacher most likely just wanted to know the student's thoughts.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 5:27 pm
Chun-yan giggled at Nirissa. She can understand why she was rushing. Master can be a bit intimidating at times. But, Chun-yan has been around Master for around 6 years, she has gotten use to his attitude. She picked up the prop-up desk and her notebook. Her mechanical pencil was propped at her lip. She doesn't know what to expect from the class. She only chose this class was because 1/ she likes writing and 2/ her Master teaches the class. She looked over to Nirissa and once again, giggled at the girl.
"You do know the bell won't ring for a while right? You don't have to rush Nirissa-chan. Nirissa-chan, are you afraid of Li-san?" Chun-yan asked her quietly. She knew she was allowed to talk but she didn't want to disturb the others. She wrote down her name, date, and the title. She tap the pencil to her chin a few more times before sighing. She turned to face Nirissa, "I don't have a clue on what to write."
Jung-woo looked around at his students again. Some where already writing, others were still unsure on what to write. He wished he could have some Earl Grey Tea. Or even the unhealthy but addicting coffee would do. He glanced back at the Lycan kid, He doesn't seem to notice that he's in the same room as vampires. Jung-woo shook his head and just relax. It was only the beginning of the class. He shouldn't be so worked up about it so soon. He waited for the first of the papers to come.
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