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“I think lightness has to come from a very deep place if it's true lightness." ~ Alica Silverstone
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It was a dull and boring and totally lame and dumb and overall bottom-tier day at Evermornne. This time we where in alchemiky class, which was the seventeeth class in the normal basic overall easy-tier schedule that I was was way too easy for me tbh but even still tho I felt like I should keep crushing these casses since some of the other students sucked fat giant ass and prob felt bad about that.
So I was kind of lowkey sorta tots a role modal for them like that, witch was why how come I kept crushing those classes in a sort of way if u really think about it.
But anyway so in this time in specific we where sitting down inside Professer Vipuses classroom dungeon, which was actually more of a dungeon with hackles and rusty chains and shit like that. “Hey! Pay attention you thiddle shiths!” Propeller Vipus grumbled snapishly as he waddled and gimped down the isle between “the seating areas”. He had on his trapyical outfit which was a long flowing volumous silk drobe over a vest and under a long flowing volomous coat which had little pointed tasset thingies across/along the hem area so that when he swept them out he looked like a abat, also each garbent had a tall caller and he also had a bunch of creepy magic-like festoons dangling from a bunch of creepy silver-like chains and hooks and shit so that he also made a jingly jangly noise when he swept like a bat. He had greasy long lanky hair locks and a sharp beaky nose and a scranmy pale chest with 3 curly hairs which he was unfortunately showing to everyone 24/7/365 because the vest was open and had no shirt underneath it. The limping was actually because of a bunch of casts and braces (like for bones not teeth, even tho teeth are actually bones too) bundled across/atop of him and his legs. That was specifically because of a bone-breaker spell I had put on him awhile ago since he was a total pedo and a cringe creep.
Propellent Sevus stalked up to the podium area where he could talk. “My oh my oh my oh,” he gribbled snivishly, ogling some of the students (but in a pained and kind of scared way since he prob knew I could break his bones again if I wanted). He continued talking: “Looks like some of you are just goddawful at school. I mean I’m currently looking at some of these tests and holy mother serpent in the seventh ring of heaven are you all an curated collection of some of the absolutely dumbest most stupid and shockingly worthless pieces of human shaped refuse imaginable…I mean who fails basic alchemically algebra…?” I noticed Derek making oogle fish-lip faces at me from across the isle allthough in a kind of a brooding-and-glower type of way that was tots hot and mysterious. Meanwhile dark and Venomous was still lecturing: “…and honestly I think some of you should just kill yourself now and get it over with instead of spending the next few decades trapped in a box with a bunch of stupid people you dont care about, doing stupid shit you dont care about either, for shit pay to but you cant leave since your employeer says he’ll kill you then…” I made some fishlip-blinkey cutsy type faces back at Darel, making someo f the other girls and also even some of the boys twitter and whisper gossipy prattletalk. But/and meanwhile Vipus was somehow still droning: “…witch is when you’ll probably contract a potion addiction since your fanily disowned you and you cant get a job anywere else even if you could leave without being killed wch you cant…” Derek maximized his smolder, almost pratically sizzling the air itself. “OMG youre so cute and hot!,” I stage whispered over to him where he was sitting, smiling a little bitty bit but not too too much. “…but then turns out you cant kill urself after all since the old wizard you work fore put an anti-unaliving spell on you while u were sleeping unawares, such so that you are cosigned to a endless hell of suffering and also basement-dwelling…” Meanwhile Derek was oglging even harder and wow it was literally so romantic…
Seevus was wrapping it up now: “Anyway Please turn to page 42001, where we will be talking about and or learning about some random bullshit having to do with magic…”
BUT suddenly something happened! Derek fell over and started thrashing and screaming, cutching his head and licking his converse all over the place, sending some desks flying and starting up the kids screaming. “HOLY! SHIT! FUCK! AAHHHHH! Owwwwww! my HEAD! It HURTSSSSsss……” That was Derek screaming and thashing all over the floor boreds. Quackedly I hurried over to him, Martens clackering rapidly, moving speedily so I would get there as fastly as is possile. “Woah what in the fuck!” Professed Vipur cried, exclaimedly. “Uhhh…OK! Every one stay calm! Call 911! Wait, no. Call the headmaster! No, that’s a terrible idea, he’ll just turn everyone into monkeys… Just… I’ll be back!” Panicked, he waddled out off the class room area, tripping over his long flowing robes and knocking himself out.
I shoved away meanwhile some random kid, totally icking out as his nasty gross blood and snot got on over my nice new outfit. That was because Derek had kicked him accidently while foaming and hashing around in agony. The blood and snot I mean, not the icking out (which was cause it was tots gross and shit, povbiously). I cried out dramatically, flipping my ravendark curls flippently. “Derek! Oh Darak, what’s happening to you! Ohmygod Derek, please talk to me!” “Please!” That was me talking to Darrek, btw, and I was also cradling his head and crying a bitty bit but not in a weak bitchy way, more like in a “omg I am so in love and tragically dying on the inside” kind of way. “DEEEK! Pls omg oh my god pls whyyyy……………………………………”
But he didnt say anything at all. He just cried and brubbled and thrashed to show how he was crazy rn but not permenantly prob although at that time I actually didnt know that for certain which was why I was so so scared right then. “FUCK I THINK IM POSSESSED MAYBE OR MAYBE JUST CRAZY… Ahhhh… Owwwww… Fuuuck…”
But He didnt say anything at all. He was silent instead. All I could catch it was a whosper of final breath.
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