[ Usopp flickers into vision slowly, interrupted more often than not by static or the feed cutting off completely. Each flicker is accompanied by unintelligible muttering until, eventually, everything clears up. ] ... Finally!
[Slagging new world with its slagging new rules and its slagging assumption that he'd actually attend all of these fragging classes. Damian scowled as he kicked up random flowers in the Quad. He didn't...dregs could've at least warned us beforehand! [... yeah, someone had definitely tuned out a good deal of the explanation. Considering the rage this kid's in, this may or may not be a good thing.]
Character(s) : Quistis (Dreamer), Marco (Viewer) Location : Dream!Secret Area Rating : PG Open/Closed/Finished : Closed Summary : Marco gets to live through Quistis' wonderful memory of being told...' "... Failed instructor..." 'I couldn't teach him how to feel.' Everything slowly fades away, but not without a final thought that you verbalize: "... Perhaps they're right."
Character(s) : Ace & technically Marco Location : His dreeeeams. Rating : PG Open/Closed/Finished : Finished Summary : Ace's dream. It's boring. Don't bother reading. He was flying. There was wind...had he gone through before he succumbed to Stockholm Syndrome and gave in? It was... shameful, but sad. It was no bad thing, Ace decided, to take pity on this other-him, and try to learn from his mistake.
This is my first day in your world, and that's why it's my birthday. And like any birthday, we have to do it right! I don't know where everything is, so just decorate the lobby with banners and stuff, bring in some party hats and snacks, and make sure there's enough cake for everyone in the Garden by 7pm tonight . Get to work! Slackers will be punished! [97346]
What makes someone a good leader? Is it caring about the people they're in charge of? Or is it more making sure they can all get out of an impossible situation alive? During those times do numbers count...there ever was, but he was the strongest man in the world on top of caring about all of us. So I guess he had both qualifications covered. Just curious as to thoughts on it, if you will. - Marco
[So, after the... very much odd dreams and classes are all done, Tobias is settled in his favorite after-school spot -- the Quad. He's managed to dig the oddly meshed Pokeball (Greatball? Ultraball? Masterball...kind of infant puppy? Of course. But hell, he was having fun with it, even if he occasionally pauses to reach up and run a hand around one of his eyes, as if checking to see if something's there.]
[Bulla was mildly annoyed. She'd been walking through the hallways when two Garden cadet boys had approached her and asked her something involving whether her curtains and carpet matched or not. She didn't...turned on her heel and walked away. She was walking down the hall with an uncharacteristic scowl on her face. It bugged her, not knowing what it meant] Some people are just so immature. Honestly
[ Rock practically stuck out like a sore thumb as he wandered down the halls of the Garden, his distinct metal footsteps almost as attention-grabbing as the blue metallic armor he was wearing. Not that...head hurt. Especially when the entire situation is explained to you all at once. ] ... The classes look nice, at least. [ Pause, as he turns the page. ] I wonder what the Professor would think..
