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Danny hesitated, seeing another figure down the hall, from the other way. She paused, seeing a glint of light ofd something on his shirt, but couldn't see it well enough to tell if it was a prefect pin, the head boy pin, or another pin all together. She watched, walking closer, as he took out a...

Danny stood in front of her dorm's door, reading the letter for the fifth time. Confusion furrowed her brow. "First, simply accepting a street rat into the school, now making the street rat the head girl?" She muttered as she pushed the dorm's door open, tossing her worn backpack into the...

Bo kept a fast pace as she ran, growing closer to the screams of pain. No doubt her comrades commanding the fight. She slid past a building, seeing a greener area of the city, as well as a group of figures, some she recognised. Swinging her Lute from her back, she grinned as she rushed forward...

Pandora huffed, realizing the amount of paint she had used would take an eternity to dry as she staired up at the roof from the floor. She sat up, scratching her pumpkin head as she thought about the last time she had slept. Finally she shrugged, crawling onto the bed and faceplanting into a...

Bo groaned, slowly raising herself off the rocky ground. She streched, did a check for her gear, and then looked around. She frowned then, noting the odd structures around herself. She seemed to be in a street, but one of a large, advanced city. She stood up, cracking her back as she moved...

Pandora groaned, slumping further down in her sitting position. She let herself slip so far she was lying down, staring at the ceiling. It was, like the brick wall, too blank for her liking. She frowned, cheeks puffed out in thought. How would she best like to decorate the roof? Paint splatters...

The trickster girl offered her hand for a second longer, before dropping it, almost sadly. She quickly brightened up, though, eyes scrunching up as she smiled. "Try better I shall." she murmured, before moving to her dorm's door, unlocking it and pushing it open. she took a sharp turn to the...

Pandora shook her head, forcing herself to stop laughing. It didn't work too entirely well, as the girl had little to no self control. she held up her hands, crossed, one to the female and one to the male. "I'm Pandora." She snickered, hoping they wouldn't notice the hidden shocking toys hidden...

@CrookedYoungHeretic @RoyalPhoenix32 "Goatzilla!" The word was shouted, before nothing could be heard over the laughter of Pandora. She fell backwards, kicking her feet and rolling back and forth. With a start, she stopped and sat up, obviously holding back more laughter. "Goatzart." It was...

Pandora hadn't noticed the fight that had almost gotten violent. She had walked away already, legs and arms straight, alternating as she walked. She hummed to herself, a song famous around where she grew up, about Halloween pumpkins sitting on a fence. She had forgotten her original plan of...

Pandora snapped from her planning face, hearing a growl. Wicker, the moth girl, was pointing to the cafeteria. she grinned, slapping Wicker on the back and turning on her heel. "Good thinking, feathers!" She laughed, walking back out the door. "Maybe if we miss getting the uniforms we won't have...

Pandora took the map, making sure the other two noticed her opening it upside down. she hummed in a thinking way as her hollow eyes moved across the shapes, but stopped short as uniforms were mentioned. "There's uniforms?" she squealed, horrified. Pandora was not one for any kind of formality...

Pandora bolted up as the moth woman started to laugh. "I'm pandora, a student!" She nearly shouted, rising up onto one leg and flailing her arms excitedly. She never knew what to expect from people when they were her prank victims, but these two seemed to tolerate it at worst. She bounced on...

Pandora gleefully listened as she heard someone approaching the door, only to open it and have the bucket of bouncy balls fall on top of them. It was better than Pandora could have hoped, the moth like person falling backwards into someone else, causing such a scene. The pumpkin headed girl...

Moe snapped her fingers, pointing at Adam excitably. “Skittish is a good word for it!” She frowned as Famora brought up the point of fighting someone more dangerous than a regular human. Tapping a finger to her lips as she sat down at her desk, Moe reviewed the case work they had been faxed...

Pandora narrowed her eyes as she realised the woman wouldn't shake her hand. The pumpkin headed girl scowled as she walked away, into the campus. Her hollow eyes scanned her surroundings, picking out points useful for pranks. She snickered, pushing open the office door. She knew a bucket of...

Pandora grumbled, dragging the rucksack behind her as she dredged down the road. She hated the moving monsters the humans called cars, much prefering to walk. She did have to take a few of the motorized monstrosities, just to get within walking distance of the school. It was cold here, and...

Moe looked up as Mitchell walked in, and then offered her croissants. She chuckled, shaking her head as she looked back down. "I'm ain't one for coffee, but like to put it on for others. Help yourself." She waved a hand dismissively as Mitchell questioned her timing. "Never too early to start...

Moe yawned, still half asleep as she moved into the office building Rott's Investigations Inc. was in. They were still fairly small, if having been around for at least a century. But not many people believed in what they specialised in. Ghosts and ghouls, goblins and witches. Moe stopped herself...

The setting is much like our world, one where common folk don't believe in curses and ghouls, creatures and ghosts. but they are there, and there is one place to go when you encounter something beyond your expertise. Rott investigation Inc. was founded with one belief; until proven otherwise...