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7 mos ago
Current Graduation has happened - I am no longer a teacher. Won't have to work 12 hour days + weekends anymore, so maybe I'll actually have enough time for hobbies.
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10 mos ago
I sound like a broken record, but only 2 months left till I'm done teaching. Not sure what's next, but it feels like anything would pay more and be less stressful lol
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1 yr ago
Only 6 more months till the school years over. If I renew my contract, someone kill me lmao.
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2 yrs ago
Teacher update: I feel like a villain from a cartoon. The laughter of teenagers gives me migraines, and I no longer feel guilt when giving bad grades to kids that sleep through my lessons.
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2 yrs ago
First day as a Biology Teacher tomorrow - hopefully the kids will be able to read my handwriting.
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Dirk Davidson


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Day 8 - Just the same as all the others had been. Theo repeated the same ritual - paying for his room for that night, Taking a shower, and eating the same meal that he had eaten every single morning and night before. This time, however, he was busy - he immediately returned to the arena, and wailed on the same Dummy he had the night prior. He had learned the best way to train without wasting the precious few Renn he had to his name - Wailing on the dummies with normal attacks all day was tedious for most, but Theo had the perfect motivation. If his sword skill was high, he would at least be able to grind alone somewhat quickly - as it stood, every mob he faced at the moment would be a war of attrition, and that would be far too draining on his health when he was already relatively poor. The thought of getting a somewhat practical crafting skill crossed his mind - perhaps once he had risen his acting to an appropriate point.

Heh, appropriate. Theo was almost positive he was the only player in the entire game that had risen his acting this high already. Still, it was the best for his needs. His mother would probably have a stroke if she knew that her son was the best actor in the death game that he was trapped in. Whether it would be pride, shock, or despair that her son was "wasting" his skill points, Theo had no idea of knowing.

Hours passed and, by the time his arms were aching more than ever before, the sun had set once again. Theo was a very avid fitness nut when he was in the real world, if only as a way to relieve stress - and even then, he had never felt more pain in his arms than ever before. Still, it was worth it - if simply training raised his skill levels, theoretically, beating the game would be incredibly easy. It would obviously take a long time, but training and grinding on weak enemies would allow a party to easily steamroll dungeons-

What the hell was Theo thinking? That's not what Dirk would do - Dirk trains extremely hard, but he never spends an extended period of time on it when he could be doing incredibly dangerous activities. Dirk was a man of adventure and power, not someone who walked the balancing line of life. Theo would report for a quest the next day - for now, at 9 PM, he simply needed a warm meal, and a nice place to sleep. Maybe he would spend the day with Julia on the festival? Day 8 quickly closed, Theo making plans in his mind of ways to make the most of his little bit of free time he had remaining.
The goblin quickly screamed in pain as the knife slashed it's eyes in half, and May did her best to ignore the kick she delivered to the Goblin's groin. She had delivered similar blows before, but always hated doing so - but she could never deny it's effectiveness. The goblin quickly faded to nothingness, the contents rapidly degrading and seeping into the floor of the dungeon - all that was left was a single gem.

This gem was what would earn May her meal ticket - she knew that these were what she exchanged for Valis. She was tempted to reach and grab for the stone, when five more goblins running towards her reminded May of the presence of more Goblins. These ones were far shrimpier though - she could easily take individuals out, and with careful kiting, she could finish them all off. Rushing towards them, Mya repeated her previous strategy - slashing the eyes of the first two goblins, doing her best to dodge or block their clubs. Immediately after, she would run away a short distance - so far, grinding would go without a hitch.
May



The path she chose was luckily abandoned - at the very least, the fact that the only sound that met May's ears were her own footsteps was reassuring her of this fact. Finally, after what felt like nearly a minute of swift walking, May encountered the first monster she had ever seen - A dark green creature standing at roughly 4 and a half feet tall. The creature had a simple stone club in it's hand, and with a very high pitched screech, it came running straight for May. Out of the corner of her eye, May noticed the bright red lights of eyes piercing through the darkness that extended beyond the monster.

May quickly looked at her options - It really wouldn't be too big a problem to kill the goblin. She had never killed a person before, but she had hurt several people in self defense, and she had killed several dogs that had attacked her one time. The guys at the Barrel's Edge always said that the weakest point of any thing were the eyes, the throat, and the groin. The eyes were almost certainly other goblins - so she had to take be extremely careful when taking them out. Rushing forwards, May attempted to use her free hand to knock the club out of the Goblin's grip - meanwhile slashing across his eyes with her dagger. She then attempted a swift kick in the groin, before turning tail and running the other direction.

Even if she got hurt knocking the club away, she could always heal herself while running. And a blind Goblin would be far easier to take out - she would simply repeat this tactic with each goblin, and then take them all out when they were debilitated. Worst comes to worst, she could probably run all the way to the exit and escape with a little mana to spare, and try again another day.

May



The woman did nothing as May continued to approach, leading May to believe that she did not wish to party. Understandable - she had plenty of potions, and while she was not the best equipped, she could probably handle herself similarly to May. May eventually passed the girl, and continued her way into the dungeon. While it was unlikely that she would meet the woman again while in the dungeon, it would have simply looked bad to ask to team up when they didn't even know each other - May simply assumed that the woman did not want to team up, and continued on her way.

The courtyard was thinning quickly as May entered the dungeon, and May planned to go down the path with the least number of people - that way, she could maximize the amount of monsters she could kill, and the loot she could gain. Her weapon was rather pathetic, but it was the only one that she had and was proficient in it's use. Her biggest benefit was the fact that she had her spell, Purification - She would put herself at great risk thanks to her close range weapon, but the spell would allow her to last far longer than she otherwise would have. The spell was her main saving grace.

The dungeon was cave-like, at least for the first level - May couldn't help but let out a gasp of amazement. She had never seen anything like this place in her life, the closest being descriptions in the countless books she had read over the years. After several seconds of pause, May shook herself back to the situation at hand, and made her way down the corridor that she saw the least amount of people going down. Worst case scenario, May was confident that she could take a hit or two and live - and from what the other guild members have told her, getting hit would increase her Endurance anyways. And besides, as long as she was conservative with her mana, she would be able to last awhile in the dungeon before heading back.
May


The dungeon itself was impressive, as to be expected from such a structure. It reached far beyond the clouds in the sky, to the point that May wondered how in the hell they even managed to keep it standing. The foundation and building material either had to be far beyond anything most people are capable of, or (more likely) the structure itself was kept steady through magic. May quickly made her way towards the monolith - she was dressed in the rather plain dress that she had worn for the majority of her life, the only differentiating thing being that it was significantly more padded than usual. An older woman that she knew from the streets had offered to patch it up for her when she headed into the dungeon for the first time... Along with her dress, she also had the iron dagger she was given by her father since she was a child. He gave it to her to only be used to protect herself from vagrants and more violent members of the slums, but she was thankfully able to avoid such circumstances.

As she approached, parties became apparent features of the tower - teams organizing their strategies before entering the hellscape that lied just below the surface. It was hard to discern whether she was jealous or grateful - With another person there, she would have more help, but she would be forced to share the loot with whoever she sided with. That was something she would do her best to avoid - especially if she paired up with someone that was a stranger. Just as was within view of the Towers entrance, however, May saw her.

She was a beast human, specifically a hume bunny. She had light blond hair, and sported a large amount of bags and bottles that hung from her sides. What caught May was that the girl was a member of her familia - and, therefore, most likely a senior figure to her. May her self only recently joined the familia, so it was fair to say the vast majority of the familia was her senior. The temptation to call out and party was tempting, but considering how far out ahead she was, it was quickly suppressed. May knew from experience that the best way to live was to get as little attention as possible - being some big shot was a quick way to get stabbed where she was from. If they meet up, they met up - May just wouldn't be the one to instigate it. Asking for help was a sign of weakness. Worst case scenario, May would do what she planned to - fight on the first floor, get as much as she could, and leave.

Best case scenario, they teamed up - having an ally was more valuable than first floor drops. And it would be better to team up with someone from the same familia - the Isis familia had been generous so far in their care.
Interested as heck, character will be out soon!

EDIT: Probably gonna make a healer.
Henry

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Once he finished speaking, the hungry woman responded to Temperance's thanks with a few words, and by snatching one of the escaping beetles from the lunch box.

"You don't mind me havin' one, do you Henry? I've got a bunch of other snacks to spare, in return."

"Negative. Sharing foundation of Friendship."

Excellent - Henry was officially friends with at least two other people, and judging by the various kids splintering off into separate factions, he was also part of a 'group,' or 'clique.' Excellent.

Speaking of factions, both the girl that was rude to the hungry one, and the leaf girl had returned. Henry briefly contemplated whether aggressiveness would be appropriate, considering the Asian girl was somewhat mean to his new friend, but he chose against it. He didn't want to make enemies, since that would simply bothersome and take up time.

"Would you mind keeping the disruptive noises such as that down please, such noises can be rather distressing, especially when unexpected. And given the situation, it's likely best to wait for a staff member from the academy rather than causing a ruckus. "

Henry silently decided to follow the statement, doing his best to lower the intensity of his buzzing. He knew that he must have been a bother to most of the kids here, especially considering his strange physiology. Avoiding conflict and trying to pass with as little resistance as possible was the best course of action. Almost immediately, however, this request of silence was broken by the resonating sound of a horn, coming from a bus that had just arrived. Temperance was kind enough to use her sped to secure the group a spot in the back of the bus. With another loud bang, Henry's form was once again scattered.

Rather than waste the time and gather back into a humanoid form, Henry instead had the majority of his form follow several other students onto the bus. Only 100 remained, and they moved all of Henry's luggage onto the bus - right next to the lunchbox that Temperance had made for him. In all, the space on the seat wasn't even completely filled, and while he could have sat down right there, he didn't want to cause his new friends discomfort - his form was rather intimidating, especially for those not well acquainted with him. Sitting down would simply cause the others to feel uncomfortable. Instead, all of Henry's wasps flew and collected on the roof, landing and being as quiet as possible. Only a single wasp remained on the seat that he had planned to sit at. Occasionally, the lone wasp would kill one of the insects, before carrying it and switching places with one of the wasps in the corner of the bus.
Henry

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The woman thankfully picked up the honey, before she began to spread it along bread and combined it with peanut butter - a delicacy that Henry himself had never tried.

"Uh ... huh. Hey, thanks. Can't tell if I'm actually lookin' at you, but thanks. You're a pretty swell ... uh, guy? Er, what's your name anyhow?"

It seemed that the offering had succeeded in "Breaking the ice." Now Henry would simply need to learn the woman's name, her hobbies, favorite color, and offer to let her copy his homework if she forgets. Then, they would be friends. Preparing himself to respond, Henry was interrupted as another person swatted several of the wasps that had pushed the succulent treat over to the women. Henry had saw her in the crowd earlier, but had just noticed her appear - while the swatting itself was easy to ignore, it had nearly crippled one of the wasps that had gotten severely hit - not too much of a problem, since there were 2000 more, but Henry still needed time to set up the new nest before he could risk having wasps die.

"Yeah, you might want to stop doing that, I'm pretty sure that these wasps are a person. Or something. They can talk, so I'm pretty sure. Besides, they gave me honey, so their fine in my book."

immediately, the intensity of the buzzing insects increased - excellent, she did recognize him as a friend! Perfect, most of the other steps could be skipped in that case. Simply learning her name would suffice. The woman who had smacked him suddenly swore in response, before beginning to stumble with her words. Henry realized this was an excellent time to establish a "cool guy" impression by kindly dismissing the rude action, but before he had the chance, a burst of wind dragged his form apart temporarily.

Luckily, no wasps were injured in the sudden shock wave, but as the air rushed to fill in places where it was somehow displaced, the force was strong enough to drag the wasps apart. It merely took a few seconds to return to their original positions, but it was still very disconcerting.

The girl seemed to have moved her original position, and was bearing a somewhat plain lunchbox containing a collection of insects. Henry had long ago forsaken the disgust most people get when looking at bugs, a necessity considering his situation, and listened to the woman speak.

"I'm terribly sorry for that. I didn't even consider the possibility you might be more than you seemed. Here, I got these for you."

"Thanks. Name Henry. Male. Nice meet both you."

Suddenly, a dilemma occurred - while the second girl was kind enough to use her abstraction (Some form of super speed? Having enough time to fill a lunch box eliminated teleporting.), Henry was not sure if he could lift the metallic box with only a few wasps. He easily could using his entire body, but that would freak the woman out, and he didn't want to scare away potential friends.

"Please, put on ground."
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