[Gakupo is urrently standing on the stage of the quad, feeling a sense of nostalgia at being there. He missed the spotlight, the thrill of performing and the roar of the crowd, but he knew it there was...song normally sung with two people. There is also a sign he made himself:] FREE SONGS! UNLIMITED SUPPLY! FIRST COME, FIRST SERVED! No refunds. Inquire about requests. Singalongs Welcomed!

[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) : Gakupo, Tobias (viewer) Location : Dreamland Forest? Rating : PG? I dunno Open/Closed/Finished : Closed Summary : Being a purple headed samurai isn't easy! Gakupo is about 9/10... But Gakupo couldn't complain. He had wanted this, to be like his father. A great warrior! Gakupo was hot and sweaty, but with a renewed determination, he took up his stance and charged in with a yell

[The instructor was droning on and on about...something. It had to deal with how to properly handle their weapons. Gakupo wasn't paying much attention because, well, he had done this already when he was...could see him nodding off if they were in the back of the other students, since his hair gave him too much height to be allowed in the front. If only the instructor's voice wasn't so boring...]

[ In an effort to stop worrying about her home, Rita is allowing curiosity to take over for the time being. This, right here, is her first exposure to other worlds - a not to be missed opportunity! Brief Rita, however, is brief. ] Okay, so, off-worlders. Energy sources: your world. Discuss. [#91283]

Who: YOU! And everyone/anyone Where: All of Balamb Garden, including the rooftops. Off-limit places will on this rare occasion get you in trouble with Marco/Disciplinary Committee however. What: Hide and...prizes need to be added, I'll talk to various muns about their characters being asked to submit something. Have fun, go wild. I'm not saying where Marco is because you have to guess (ICly no less :O

Hey, what's with the long (seriously, they're getting long with those dark circles) faces? A star needs a bright and cheery fanbase and you're all so-- Not cheery. [Rin's maybe one of the lucky few...chooses not to dream. Lucky her!] Pick up the speed! Play a game! | Do I have to write another essay about the lack of energy around here? [She shouldn't even have to sign this note after that.]

[unsigned:] Someone once famously asked if androids dream of electric sheep. Turns out they do even if they are not supposed to and by the way the sheep are missing their faces and want to eat...how about that handy distracting topic change, huh [Should you go looking, a robot is tucked away under a desk in the corner of the computer labs, apparently attempting to conserve power.]

[Currently sitting in the cafeteria at a far off table, his hair was...down, not in its usual high ponytail, covering his exhausted looking face. In front of him sat a pack of alcoholic swabs, and a rather..... His skin had a pink tinge to it from all the scrubbing and hot water, and his hands were getting sore and raw from the overuse of the swabs. Guess he'll just eat later.] (ooc: nightmare here )

[There was much studying that needed to be done, and while Kamui wasn't behind in classes, he didn't want to do poorly on these tests that were coming up. He was currently holed up in the library at an...of the evening. Blue eyes were closed as he crossed his arms and relaxed, not at all worried about people who may try to surprise him. He would hear them even before they were close enough anyway.]