Ah I'm so sorry. I don't really have a good excuse for not posting, but i have the day off tomorrow. If I don't post tomorrow, you may all refer to me as a disgusting loser or something to that effect for the rest of the year.
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Long week and a busy weekend, sorry. I will post today
Sometimes I see that someone responded to my post or that the GM has moved us forward and then forget to switch from "checking for a response" mode to "writing mode." I've just been looking for activity on this RP and keep forgetting to post. That ever happen to anyone else?
Anyway, gonna try and fix that tonight.
Anyway, gonna try and fix that tonight.
Hmm, if we don't hear from Apo in the next day should we assume she's left for China? I think it'll mean we're on hold if that's the case. I still have to respond to Kirra's post and I'm sure there's some minor interactions we could likely wrap up before letting the RP take its nap. After that maybe we could try and keep active in the OOC. Maybe plan some hijinks for the school year.
Yeah if you can get your thoughts and plans for the first part of the RP organized and written down and a coGM you feel you can trust to carry things out while you're gone. That would be ideal for us.
Still though seventeen days is a long time to miss. Id completely understand if you'd prefer not to miss those important days. I think if we can find a good stopping point, a break could work too.
If anything we just want to avoid GM-less wandering that'll get everyone bored with the RP before you get back.
Still though seventeen days is a long time to miss. Id completely understand if you'd prefer not to miss those important days. I think if we can find a good stopping point, a break could work too.
If anything we just want to avoid GM-less wandering that'll get everyone bored with the RP before you get back.
Nah I got nothing planned. I had an idea for one npc quidditch team member pranking people the week before a game. But if Phoebe can be Good's resident prankstress in general that works well.
I think we're doing lunch. So feels like a good time for everyone to socialize. Might be q good time for a roll call too...
@Kirra Hope you don't mind that I made up our character' relationship on the spot. I figured it seemed the most likely way they'd treat each other. If you'd rather come up with something different, I can go back and change it.
As Dor made his way down the stairs, he ran a hand through his hair making sure it wasn't too much of a mess. He may have just gotten out of bed but he didn't want to make it that obvious. He couldn't deny it could use a trim, much like his father had said. Still, after having cut nearly all of it off at the beginning of the summer to deal with the heat, it was nice to have it all back. He held back a belch, managing to keep it controlled and under his breath with his mouth closed.
He was nearing the bottom floor when up ahead he saw Phoebe. Ah, Phoebe. Feisty, to the point, and apparently completely uninterested in him. What was it she had said? Something about not having any time for his stupid games. That was the nice of putting it anyway. And that was fine. There were plenty of other young witches at Salem keeping his attention after all. Still, Dor found that if he kept it to a minimum, she tolerated his presence if nothing else and they could often have good conversations on a variety of subjects. That said, he wouldn't mind in the slightest sneaking off to the gazebo with her...
He quickened his pace in order to catch up to her just as she was left behind by her friend.
"Phoebe! There you are! I was wondering if I'd even see you before we made it to school. I didn't see you cheering on Good in the tournament last night. You know everyone was invited to come watch..." He smiled at her. "But I guess it's not all that important. How was your summer?" He would walk along with her as they were both headed the same direction and see what she had to say.
He was nearing the bottom floor when up ahead he saw Phoebe. Ah, Phoebe. Feisty, to the point, and apparently completely uninterested in him. What was it she had said? Something about not having any time for his stupid games. That was the nice of putting it anyway. And that was fine. There were plenty of other young witches at Salem keeping his attention after all. Still, Dor found that if he kept it to a minimum, she tolerated his presence if nothing else and they could often have good conversations on a variety of subjects. That said, he wouldn't mind in the slightest sneaking off to the gazebo with her...
He quickened his pace in order to catch up to her just as she was left behind by her friend.
"Phoebe! There you are! I was wondering if I'd even see you before we made it to school. I didn't see you cheering on Good in the tournament last night. You know everyone was invited to come watch..." He smiled at her. "But I guess it's not all that important. How was your summer?" He would walk along with her as they were both headed the same direction and see what she had to say.
Whatever reaction Nolan had been expecting... it might have been that? He wasn't entirely sure. Yet something about Professor Quinn's behavior suggested that he had picked a good question to ask, even if her expression still betrayed no emotion. He could only assume this was a topic of interest to her, the nature of curses and all that. Instead of answering his question, she just stated some facts and then asked other questions. What kind of class was this? Up until this point all his classes were straightforward. Each question had an answer that he nearly always failed to remember.
One girl apparently couldn't wait to answer this question as he hand shot up and she instantly went on about somethings. "Immaterial"? "Theoretical"? Did she really need to use such fancy words? He didn't like the way she made the answer to his question sound obvious. Nolan watched Quinn's response and quickly noted down everything that seemed important, only barely registering the late arrival of the other two girls. He looked up to copy the second column Quinn's had written on the board, when he suddenly found a much smaller board blocking his view. He strained to look around it, but being in the last row of desks, he couldn't quite see. From some of the mumbles around, it was clear he wasn't the only one having that problem.
Luckily their professor soon addressed the girl holding up the board, apparently her preferred way of asking questions. "Curse someone with good things..." Now this was just getting confusing. Everyone knew curses were bad. He still wrote what was on the board though. It might make sense later. He spoke up once more "Well what counts as a curse? It's just something bad, right?"
One girl apparently couldn't wait to answer this question as he hand shot up and she instantly went on about somethings. "Immaterial"? "Theoretical"? Did she really need to use such fancy words? He didn't like the way she made the answer to his question sound obvious. Nolan watched Quinn's response and quickly noted down everything that seemed important, only barely registering the late arrival of the other two girls. He looked up to copy the second column Quinn's had written on the board, when he suddenly found a much smaller board blocking his view. He strained to look around it, but being in the last row of desks, he couldn't quite see. From some of the mumbles around, it was clear he wasn't the only one having that problem.
Luckily their professor soon addressed the girl holding up the board, apparently her preferred way of asking questions. "Curse someone with good things..." Now this was just getting confusing. Everyone knew curses were bad. He still wrote what was on the board though. It might make sense later. He spoke up once more "Well what counts as a curse? It's just something bad, right?"
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