notjustinthemirror: (Coming for you)
[The Demon is splayed out on a couch, looking comfy, and watching the tournament with mild interest.]

So the demon hunter in the armor is a demon herself? This is almost worth watching.
notjustinthemirror: (Fascinating)
Just wondering if anyone recorded the 'good parts' of the tournament that I can watch for shits and giggles.

You know, people being torn apart, tripping and falling on their faces, running around while on fire for no apparent reason, the good parts.
hungry_for_justice: (Kit and caboodle)
[In the filth and blighted landscape of the campus, suddenly appears a figure like one from a storybook. You might blink again at the sight-is that really a knight in shining armor riding a pegasus? Is anyone here really that stupid-though maybe not stupid since on a second glance, there is some slight wear and bloodspatter that might indicate she's been in a fight. As for how you can tell it's a she, well she's been talking to herself in a low voice.]

..There's no point in staying anymore, but they won't let us leave. Maybe we should head out overland and...no, I'm not a ranger, but surely there must be...some sort of food.

No, I suppose it is foolish, but so is staying here!
notjustinthemirror: (Judging you)
So, I was thinking that since everyone here seems eager to fight and we don't seem to have a conveniently endless supply of crack addicts to bash over the head, we should do the next best thing:

Invade a neighboring school and kick the shit out of them.

Anyone interested?
dragon_moe: (Shock! Suspense! Drama!)
[There's Ixthalluz, not in dragon form, standing outside room 101 with the door open. Her room and Mir's which, yes, is one of those fancy Legendary rooms]

[She looks speechless and surprised.]

[Her cat? Not so much. Thorazine is already making herself at home and lounging on a couch]

[The room has a rather odd gothy* feel to it, even featuring a pipe organ]

[Say hello? Try to steal her room?]

[*Disclaimer: May not actually be full on Gothic]
notjustinthemirror: (Aim to please)
[So someone, Zetta, told the Demon how to see the stat screens for everything, too bad he hasn't yet figured out how to make them GO AWAY. Which means he keeps walking into them, trapping himself in hallways, and being generally disgruntled with every inanimate object popping up a screen to proudly tell him how tough it is.]

Alright, this was funny the first dozen times, but it's wearing thin now. How the fuck do I get these damn screens to go away?
high_on_daylight: (Confident)
A-ahem.

Greetings, students and faculty of Netherworld Academy.

Due to the actions of a certain highly destructive candidate for Student Council, I, Evangeline Anastasia Katherine McDowell, am beginning my campaign to run for a seat on the Council.

Naturally, I will be organizing appropriate, tasteful, non-destructive advertising suited to our campus environment in the course of campaigning.

Please wait warmly for my inevitable success.

I would, of course, be willing to work with some other students in organizing a voting bloc to maximize our collective chances of making the council. If interested, please contact me by private message, or visit my cabin in room -103.

Thank you for your attention.
badassfreakingoverlord: (Standard Zetta)
All right, Netherworld Academy -- listen up! I'm sure all of you expect me to throw my hat into the Student Council elections. After all, who's more suited to be student councilor than me? Awesome mana power, rugged good looks, game protagonist, strongest in the cosmos -- you can't deny I've got it all.

Except I don't have a hat. I think I'll go the Slytherin route here and throw the awesome weight of my mana and vast financial resources behind whichever candidate makes me the best bribe, kickback offer, or shameless reciprocation of services. You want the might of Zetta, come and start the bidding!

[What financial resources is he talking about? Well, funny thing... the Dark Assembly sort of handed Zetta a weapon almighty in the course of deliberately screwing over his bill. At first upset, Zetta had what is for him an unprecendented stroke of genius. With the help of a hot mad genius girlfriend and his own surprisingly-high TEC score, Zetta has rigged the bathroom to be a pay toilet.]

[From the inside. You get inside, you do your business, and you're charged a modest fee to be allowed out again. Or you get to sit in there till the Prinnies let you out and shake you down for some valuables... which they usually wait to do until the person has been inside for long enough to consider being shaken down by Prinnies well worth their freedom.]

[Oh, on slow days he Invites it in crowded areas just to make people run for it. Or sends a minion around to bonk people with it, thereby inflicting its status effect on people. ]

[As for Zetta, these days he's simply claimed an unused classroom for his room (not that any of them are used, but nevertheless), moved in some comfortable furniture, and has sprawled out in relative luxury. He may not be a genius, but he has a certain amount of cunning.]
abravelikehero: (pic#1412349)
Guess what! Guess what! Video games are legal again! Isn't that great? I managed to get them back!

[He seems incredibly excited and happy by this.]

I feel... I feel as if I have accomplished a great deed. Don't worry though, I don't need thanks. I'm happy simply having done what was needed.

May we all pursue our hobbies without interference!
mooned_hime: (Maybe my plotting face?)
Your attention, please, everyone.

I, Princess Kaguya Houraisan, will be running for the student council. Over the last few months, I believe I've gotten to know quite a few of you! I hope that I can rely on your votes to ensure myself a seat on the council and, if there are any questions or concerns that I can attend to, then please do not hesitate to bring them forward to me.

[Filtered-ish to Mindy and Ifurita, but hackable]
I trust that I can count on you to vote for me, yes?

[Filtered to Tewi, non-hackable]
I don't believe I even need to ask you, hm? But there is another thing, of course. This, I'm sure, is an opportunity for you to go quite wild with your tricks.

Do not go too far with it, however. It would be a shame to end up as the only member on the council.
bane_of_reisen: (Earth Rabbit says hi)
[Prinnies aren't the only thing commonly seen in the Netherworld anymore. Bunnies are popping up more and more where you least expect them.

You may be getting dressed, and you find a Bunny in your underwear.

You are getting some soup from the cafeteria, and there is a bunny swimming in it.

You go into the bathroom, and you find a few bunnies TPing the place.

Chances are, in your day to day routine you are bound to spot a bunny somewhere.]
im_gonna_heal_u: (m-my secchan porn collection)
 Oh no, oh nooooooo!

[Konoka is flittering around, holding a rather neat paper. Glaring red letter are all over it.]

This is the worst thing ever! I know I can get Asuna levels of stupid, but flunking all of my classes?! I'm not an honor student!

Where am I going to find the Makeup Exam Tower? I don't even think I've done anything like that! Oh no, what will Secchan think...

[Konoka's been out of action for a while, having been practicing magic and preparing herself for the day that she could come back and be ready for her long delayed meeting with the Dark Assembly. But alas, in her hazy studying she sorta forgot the real aim of this place.]
mooned_hime: (lolwut)
Has anybody seen Mokou lately?

It seems her yakitori stand is missing.

[Whether she's sad or not, there's no way she'd indicate if the former is true.]

It's quite unlike you to hide, Mokou.
notjustinthemirror: (Take another drink)
Yeah so I guess New Year's is a thing. And I'm disappointed in all of you for not tearing this place apart, or drinking, or having a giant crazy party, or drinking.

So out of the goodness of my benevolent non-existent heart I'm helping you guys out. Even though you don't deserve it.

[In other words; FREE ALCOHOL FOR EVERYONE. Delivered right outside your door. It even has a bow on it. He's been bored okay.]
gimmegamedammit: (Default)
[A narrator starts to speak suddenly nearby. You can't see who is saying it, but you can hear it just like they were right next to you.]

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the netherworld, all the creatures were sturing, no one was in dreamworld.

For you see the demons of this world didn't believe in Christmas, they were all rotten and evil and cared more for their mistress.

This would not do, thought a mysterious voice, there most be someone who wants to rejoice.

Our story begins with with just such an individual, who was standing around those more clinical.

For while everyone else was busy being a grump, they didn't want to be in such a slump.

They decided to get off the wall, and head down towards the buildings main hall.

[The voice stops, but you feel that something is staring at you, wanting you to do as the voice said.]

[OOC: It's the Christmas season, and I wanted to do something special. Inspired by a south park Christmas episode, your characters are going to hear a narrator telling them what to do in rhyme, and the voice will not let them be until they go along with them. I hope you guys enjoy, and I will do my best to rhyme correctly!]
gimmegamedammit: (BY THE POWER OF FANDOM!)
[Action]

Ohohohohohohoho!!

[The voice echoed throughout the main hall of the academy. On top of the statue in the main hall stands someone people may recognize.]

Greetings! I am the great Asagi, the girl destined to become the greatest main character of all time!

[She then she stood there smiling and nodding, as if listening to the applause of people inside her head.]

Thank you, thank you. I am sure you are all honored to have someone as great and well known as me here.
highsodiumfreak: ([ regrets ])
[TEXT]

Has anyone seen Dean?

[No more, no less. Sam's worried sick by now--he's checked out his brother's room, the tavern, checked around as much of the campus as he could, and still there's no sign of him.

He's not sure if this is good news or bad.]


[ACTION, some days afterward]

[So someone may have just seen fit as to tell Sam that, no, Dean's not around anymore, and as far as they know, there's no way back. And no way out either.

Sam is dealing with this...about as well as you'd expect. You know that five stages of grief thing that psychologists talk about? He's up to his eyeballs in the depression stage, which is why he's found himself in one of the taverns, drinking whiskey. He's not that drunk yet, since he's planning on being able to walk in a somewhat straight line, but he's definitely somewhere in the tipsy territory.

Feel free to approach. God knows he'll need the company.]
notjustinthemirror: (Aim to please)
[The Alcohol Demon is wandering around campus, his new armless, jawless pet zombie shambling along behind him.]

Hey squishy human types full of organs; there's a whole bunch of zombies out here. I think you guys are fucked.

But hey, at least they're not the smart viral kind that can run really fast and open doors.

[Mr. Positive here is just gonna sit outside and watch. Perks of not being edible.]
notjustinthemirror: (Hello Ethan)
[He's been here seventeen minutes and already, the Demon is bored. At least he can entertain himself. And having the whole entire third floor of the dorms to himself is helping. He's standing at one end of the hall, throwing bottles of alcohol up into the air and then hitting them with a baseball bat. He'd probably have a really great swing if the bottles didn't just shatter when hit. Actually all he's doing is making a mess. An alcohol-y mess.]

Ethan? Where are youuu~?

[A swing and Jägermeister-infused home run.]

You can't hide from me forever.

Profile

netherworld_academy: (Default)
Netherworld Academy

August 2013

S M T W T F S
     123
45678910
11 121314151617
1819 2021222324
25 26272829 3031

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags