Flux

*You know that everyone in this academy knows about the necromancers and mediums? Right? And no worries about not knowing much about the supernatural. I don't either! ;)* Alyse ~ ...

*sniffles* Sorry, It must've been me that passed it on. But I think I might be out of it now. You just have to wait a few ... weeks.

*Just a note: Alyse probably wouldn't sound so cheerful, and probably wouldn't care about her necklace. She is apathetic ... to a point.* Alyse ~ The roof She was glad ...

You could use Alyse's cough syrup. *Cricket, cricket* XD sorry, I just felt like making a funny. And sadly... *shakes head* I didn't. (I'm so disappointed in myself! *Slaps face*) ...

Hm ... these are some-- how should I put this bluntly-- intresting ideas. I wish I could help with plotting, but I'd never be able to do that. There's these ...

*Oh, wow. Okay.* Alyse ~ Alyse set a determined face. She wasn't going to allow herself-- the open book, well, atleast an open book to Tony-- give away their plan. ...

*Okay. From the concert until now: How many days is that?*

*Okay. So there will be no classes for the first week of school because they need to investigate. The headmaster wants everyone to travel in groups or pairs to prevent ...

*Wait, I'm lost. Is Alyse there with you guys?*

When do you guys find the time to write all this? The last two pages happened during my school day... I think...?

Okay, here's the deal: The headmaster has just called an emergency assembly in the auditorium . All students have been rushed there. The headmaster is speaking about the death of ...

(What's your character's name? I'm too lazy to go look.)

This is the discussion thread. Bring all discussion here . It will save us from clutter in the storybook. You can use this for anything: {Conversations with other members} {Stating ...

What about a bass? Alyse could learn classical bass and transfer it. XD

Damien ~ Damien had ditched the guys long before, and was sitting by a peaceful founting sketching, when he heard someone approach. He looked up from his aimless scribbles and ...