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{ Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been very active lately! I promise to buckle down and get back to using Lev after this con next week but for the mean time, here is a picture Lask on iScribble drew of him and Insanity~ }
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Art by: Lask on iScribble
Lev belongs to me: rennii on Tumblr/ dimentiofan on dA
Insanity belongs to: insanitystudents on Tumblr
{ Just a little update. I am currently dealing with a nasty virus on my laptop. I managed to remove a few files but it may return so if it does, I will be without internet for a week or so until I move over to my new laptop. I'm sorry for the trouble and hope to get this settled soon. For now, all my roleplays will be put on a mini hiatus. }
Con time!
{ Hey guys, I'm heading off to my con now. I'll be back Sunday night. If you need to tell me something important, please send it as an ask and I'll get to it once I'm home! }
So Fragile (Lev)
Lev moved to cover his scar back up and felt his eyes widen as tears began to drip down his close friend’s face. He thought he had upset her in some way but somewhat thankfully, that wasn’t the case. The edge of his thumb moved to wipe the tears that she managed to miss and with a weak smile, the gymnast spoke up again. “Shh, it’s ok. You’re still one of the strongest people I know here. You stood up to that bastard and showed him you meant business when he… well, you know. I was so proud of you, hun."
Returning the tight hug, one of his hands reached up to rub the back of Amelia’s head and fiddled with her blonde locks absentmindedly. “I’m glad we’re friends too, Amelia. And even more glad you don’t treat me like an outcast… like everyone else. Even just calling me by my name makes me happy, you know? Yeah.. I am kind of rude and mean at times but that’s just how I am to people I don’t feel close to. You’re the first person in a long time to actually calm my playful side down. I think of you like my own blood sister, you should feel honored." Lev whispered the last part out into her ear, adding a little chuckle on the end.
"Yeah…I guess…" Amelia leaned into him, his familiar scent comforting, and, as her breathing finally started to level out, she listened to everything he had to say in silence. It was amazing, really, and sometimes, not even Amelia understood how she managed to put up with Lev’s playful side. But she did, and that’s all that really mattered, when it came right down to it.
"I do feel honored…I feel honored that I get to see and talk to the real you, and not just the mask you put up to make yourself look tough and macho…and, I feel even more honored that you still want to be my friend, even…even after my little episode back there." She was already starting to miss her cozy jacket and scarf. “Thanks, y’know…for that."
"You know more than anyone that this mask keeps me sane though. I'd be lost without it. If I really was the same as I was all those years ago, I would've fallen into despair back at the first death. Instead, I think of this whole thing as a game. One that you and me need and will win." Lev mused, finding it ironic that she could see right through his façade. He knew they would escape and while he truly didn't want to leave all of the fun Insan had to offer, he had to admit seeing Amelia's wish to return to her family and fly again come true was a little higher on his list. Who would've thought such a peppy girl would manage to break so much of that mask down he had spent years to build?
Lev took her hand and helped her off the counter before gently leading her back towards the dorm hallway. "It's no problem at all. Like I said before, anyone normal would react the same way. Now, wait here for just a second, ok?" He didn't wait for an answer once they stopped in front of his door, slipping inside and closing it for just a second to grab something. The gymnast could tell that burning her old, iconic items was starting to become a regret. It was all too visible in her bright blue eyes. So... he figured he'd try something to at least make her feel better. Sure it wasn't hers but it was still the thought that counted... right?
Once he located the item in his old luggage bag, the tan male held it behind his back and walked back outside with a grin. He then moved behind her and wrapped the object around her neck to the point that only the tip of her nose and eyes were visible. What was it..?
"A scarf. To replace your old one. Sure it isn't all that pretty but I've had it for years. My mom knitted it for me back when I had to go out to school in the winter. You can have it."
"Just... take care of it for me, ok?"
So Fragile (Lev)
Seeing Amelia’s hurt expression about his hesitant reaction nearly crushed the poor male. That hadn’t been his intent at all! He wasn’t uncomfortable, no, it was the opposite. He was more worried about hurting her with his usual signs of friendly affection that it got the best of him, causing his hand to stop. He was such an idiot at times when it came to others’ sensitive emotions. Lev didn’t say a word for a few minutes before he lunged forward to pick the SHSL Survivor/Pilot up, gently sitting her down on the counter in front of him so they were perfectly eye level.
"No, no no… sweetie, hun…" He started, one arm hugging her waist while his free hand moved up to brush away the work she did to cover up the scar, sliding down to rub her cheek once innocently. “I didn’t mean it like that at all, Amelia. Look, I hesitated because of two simple misunderstandings. I was worried my hand would hurt your scar and the other part of me figured you were… well, that you wouldn’t want me to give you all that affection anymore. I’m just stupid, Amelia." The gymnast rambled on before taking a quick look around, making sure no one else was lurking before pulling the collar of his tank top down just enough so she could see one of his own nasty scars, hoping it’d show that he too had his own share of them.
"See? We’re similar. Trust me, a scar isn’t going to make me uncomfortable."
Amelia raised a brow at the large mark under his shirt, hand trailing up to her own again, the familiar ridges of it making her almost…sentimental; the scar had always made her different, made her an outcast, made her a stranger to those around her, but now, for the first time she could remember, it brought her closer to someone, made them the same. Something in her eyes stung, and she soon realized that the unpleasant feeling was the tears that had started falling without her realizing.
"Why…?" She wiped furiously at her eyes, hoping the tears would just go away; they made her look so weak. But she couldn’t stop them, they just kept falling, and soon she was simply sobbing where she stood. Was her scar really such a big deal to her? She’d never really thought it would bother her this much.
"Why are you so…nice? I thought you were a total creep at first, I thought you were so mean, but you’re really really nice!" Amelia wrapped her arms around Lev, burying her face into his shoulder. “I’m glad…we’re friends…"
Lev moved to cover his scar back up and felt his eyes widen as tears began to drip down his close friend's face. He thought he had upset her in some way but somewhat thankfully, that wasn't the case. The edge of his thumb moved to wipe the tears that she managed to miss and with a weak smile, the gymnast spoke up again. "Shh, it's ok. You're still one of the strongest people I know here. You stood up to that bastard and showed him you meant business when he... well, you know. I was so proud of you, hun."
Returning the tight hug, one of his hands reached up to rub the back of Amelia's head and fiddled with her blonde locks absentmindedly. "I'm glad we're friends too, Amelia. And even more glad you don't treat me like an outcast... like everyone else. Even just calling me by my name makes me happy, you know? Yeah.. I am kind of rude and mean at times but that's just how I am to people I don't feel close to. You're the first person in a long time to actually calm my playful side down. I think of you like my own blood sister, you should feel honored." Lev whispered the last part out into her ear, adding a little chuckle on the end.
So Fragile (Lev)
That time? Oh… she must be talking about the previous murders. Was shock really the right word for Lev to use? It only applied to the Roxy and Dexter case, along with seething anger. Shock and anger were the only two emotions he felt that whole time when that disgusting pest tried to frame her. Brutally twisting the red haired brat would’ve been such a thrill to the gymnast… but alas, Insanity wouldn’t allow him to lay a single finger on the guilty party. It was such a shame… he would’ve loved to have been the one to cause those blood-curdling screams. That was all in the past though now.
"I guess, hun.. It’s a good thing. That’s the normal thing to feel in a situation like this. My shock is for another reason though." Lev muttered, leaving the discussion at that as they stumbled back inside the kitchen. He wondered if it felt odd for Amelia to be back in this place, right where she had to hide for her life not all that long ago. He swore he could still smell the stench of blood that used to decorate the tile, even though that was impossible.
The tan gymnast smiled at his dear friend and after taking a thinmint, he popped it into his mouth with a happy purr. “Mm, they’re delicious as always, Amelia. Thank you for sharing them with me." As he was about to reach over and ruffle her hair like he used to, Lev’s hand froze above where her scar was. He nearly forgot that her hat was no longer there and given her new, stronger attitude, he assumed she probably wouldn’t even want him to do that anymore.
"Ah… sorry. It’s a bit of a habit."
"Yeah…feeling shock…sorta makes me still feel human. Still makes me feel like…me. I guess. If there’s any me left." Amelia managed around a mouthful of cookie. “But I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep it up; I feel like I’m slipping, maybe not as much as Jace, but still. Think I’m losing my grip."
Amelia noticed Lev’s hand, almost instinctively leaning towards it, but, when he stopped himself, it almost hurt. No, scratch that, it did hurt. It hurt a lot. Did her scar scare him that much? Did it really make her seem that much different? Now Amelia just regretted tossing her hat.
"I could…always get another helmet, y’know…if my scar really makes you so uncomfortable you can’t even touch me." She self consciously scratched at her scalp, just to cover the thing up, eyes flicking down to the cookies. She thought she could trust Lev to accept her scars. Amelia supposed she’d simply overestimated him.
"Guess I gave you too much credit after all."
Seeing Amelia's hurt expression about his hesitant reaction nearly crushed the poor male. That hadn't been his intent at all! He wasn't uncomfortable, no, it was the opposite. He was more worried about hurting her with his usual signs of friendly affection that it got the best of him, causing his hand to stop. He was such an idiot at times when it came to others' sensitive emotions. Lev didn't say a word for a few minutes before he lunged forward to pick the SHSL Survivor/Pilot up, gently sitting her down on the counter in front of him so they were perfectly eye level.
"No, no no... sweetie, hun..." He started, one arm hugging her waist while his free hand moved up to brush away the work she did to cover up the scar, sliding down to rub her cheek once innocently. "I didn't mean it like that at all, Amelia. Look, I hesitated because of two simple misunderstandings. I was worried my hand would hurt your scar and the other part of me figured you were... well, that you wouldn't want me to give you all that affection anymore. I'm just stupid, Amelia." The gymnast rambled on before taking a quick look around, making sure no one else was lurking before pulling the collar of his tank top down just enough so she could see one of his own nasty scars, hoping it'd show that he too had his own share of them.
"See? We're similar. Trust me, a scar isn't going to make me uncomfortable."
So Fragile (Lev)
"Huh? Whoa, hey!" Lev gasped and tried to reach out from her clothes but alas, it was too late. The sight of the burnt clothes reminded him too much of the Dexter incident for his own liking. However, he was more confused about Amelia’s sudden confidence in her old, original title than the one she had been forced to use in the beginning. He couldn’t complain but it surely would take a little time to get used to this new side of her.
As Amelia dragged him off, the tan gymnast gave the pond a final look over and mentally sighed. “Alright, Alright. Slow down there, Amelia hun. Still in a bit of shock here!" He pouted out playfully as they finally returned into the main building like nothing happened outside, or even inside the school. As grim as it sounded, Suzu’s tragic death was the last thing on his mind right now.
Amelia really couldn’t bring herself to think about Suzu; not her death, not where she was found, not what killed her, and certainly not about the trail that was going to take place later.
No. She wouldn’t. Not now.
"We’re all in shock, aren’t we? Just like…just like that time…" The first time. Yukan. Billy. And then Dexter and Roxy? Was this really so different? When would it stop being a surprise? What would happen if it stopped being a surprise?
Just how much of a monster would that make her.
Amelia tried not to think about it as she rummaged around the pantry for her cookies that she’d somehow managed to make without throwing up or throwing a fit. Once they were in her grasp, none of them were safe; she pried open the lid to the container and stuffed one into her mouth, before holding them out to Lev.
"I made them. Homemade thinmints."
That time? Oh... she must be talking about the previous murders. Was shock really the right word for Lev to use? It only applied to the Roxy and Dexter case, along with seething anger. Shock and anger were the only two emotions he felt that whole time when that disgusting pest tried to frame her. Brutally twisting the red haired brat would've been such a thrill to the gymnast... but alas, Insanity wouldn't allow him to lay a single finger on the guilty party. It was such a shame... he would've loved to have been the one to cause those blood-curdling screams. That was all in the past though now.
"I guess, hun.. It's a good thing. That's the normal thing to feel in a situation like this. My shock is for another reason though." Lev muttered, leaving the discussion at that as they stumbled back inside the kitchen. He wondered if it felt odd for Amelia to be back in this place, right where she had to hide for her life not all that long ago. He swore he could still smell the stench of blood that used to decorate the tile, even though that was impossible.
The tan gymnast smiled at his dear friend and after taking a thinmint, he popped it into his mouth with a happy purr. "Mm, they're delicious as always, Amelia. Thank you for sharing them with me." As he was about to reach over and ruffle her hair like he used to, Lev's hand froze above where her scar was. He nearly forgot that her hat was no longer there and given her new, stronger attitude, he assumed she probably wouldn't even want him to do that anymore.
"Ah... sorry. It's a bit of a habit."
So Fragile (Lev)
Lev’s eyes widened as she fell and the guilt of hurting the person he cared the most about in this school took a toll on his mind. Thankfully, she got back up and for now, didn’t seem to be hating on him for his little outburst. “A-Amelia… I.." He stopped and forced himself to stand only to see her throw her hat aside, the jacket soon following. It was a lot to take in. There was his ‘little sister’, talking much like how he did back in his fighting club days. But her words weren’t what shocked him. Oh no, it was the brutal scars that decorated her skin. Scars he had never seen until now.
The teen knew about the head scar but didn’t expect it too look that big. It was a sad, yet inspiring sight. She truly was strong… and he had the utmost respect for her because of it. "…I’m sorry for slapping you." He muttered while walking over to pick up her hat and jacket, just out of courtesy for Amelia. “I’m also sorry if I have offended you by trying to make sure you were ok. Let’s just… talk this over with our thinmints, alright? I’ll get a fresh box, just for you."
Amelia glanced at the clothes in Lev’s hands.
"No." She said simply, grabbing them and tossing them into the fence where they fried and sizzled and snapped and burned until all that was left of them was a pile of ash and melted red plastic. “It’s time for me to leave my pilot days behind me, Lev. And it’s time for me to stop hiding." Amelia turned, grabbing Lev’s hand, and pulled him back towards the main building.
"Let’s go get those thinmints!"
"Huh? Whoa, hey!" Lev gasped and tried to reach out from her clothes but alas, it was too late. The sight of the burnt clothes reminded him too much of the Dexter incident for his own liking. However, he was more confused about Amelia's sudden confidence in her old, original title than the one she had been forced to use in the beginning. He couldn't complain but it surely would take a little time to get used to this new side of her.
As Amelia dragged him off, the tan gymnast gave the pond a final look over and mentally sighed. "Alright, Alright. Slow down there, Amelia hun. Still in a bit of shock here!" He pouted out playfully as they finally returned into the main building like nothing happened outside, or even inside the school. As grim as it sounded, Suzu's tragic death was the last thing on his mind right now.
So Fragile (Lev)
As he was dragged down, almost to the point of falling to his knees, Lev hissed and stared straight into her eyes. She was losing it already, which wasn’t very good. However… so was he in this situation. Without even thinking about it, as if she was just another street punk trying to mess with him, his hand raised up and applied a firm slap across her cheek.
His action didn’t even register into his head until the familiar sting thumped through his hand, leaving him in a state of slight shock. He hadn’t meant to do that and it showed on his crushed face. But despite it all, he still barked out what he wanted to say before his instinct took over. “Amelia, snap the fuck out of it! If you follow in their damn footsteps… YOU’LL be next!" Lev huffed and gasped once he finished yelling, his hands trembling from his conflicting emotions. “You escaped from Dexter’s dumb set-up, it’d be stupid to see you slip up now and let these idiots’ weakness drag you down with them."
Amelia hadn’t been expecting the hit, and stumbled back, falling onto the ground with a hand cupping her cheek. She listened a minute before turning and spitting out a wad of blood, forcing herself back onto her knees.
"I’ve lived three plane crashes…" Onto her feet. "…one helicopter crash.." Amelia reached up, tearing her hat off, tossing it aside, the scar on her head clearly visible. "…And one of the worst failed recon missions in the history of the united military. I have come too far, I have survived too much, I have too much promise to just drop here! I will live! I will be strong!" The pilot yanked off her jacket, tossing that aside as well. “Even if none of the others are, even if all of them decide to gang up on me, I refuse to be defeated! I refuse to fall! And I refuse to be pushed around and babied and taken care of!"
Amelia spat again, wiping the remains of the blood off on her arm.
"I’m not a Super High School Pilot, Lev. Not anymore." She leaned down and picked up another pebble, tossing it not at all towards the pond, but instead aimed right for the fence. “And I’ll be damned if I let a stupid cat take away my Super High School Level Survivor title from me…"
"…I really want some thinmints."
Lev's eyes widened as she fell and the guilt of hurting the person he cared the most about in this school took a toll on his mind. Thankfully, she got back up and for now, didn't seem to be hating on him for his little outburst. "A-Amelia... I.." He stopped and forced himself to stand only to see her throw her hat aside, the jacket soon following. It was a lot to take in. There was his 'little sister', talking much like how he did back in his fighting club days. But her words weren't what shocked him. Oh no, it was the brutal scars that decorated her skin. Scars he had never seen until now.
The teen knew about the head scar but didn't expect it too look that big. It was a sad, yet inspiring sight. She truly was strong... and he had the utmost respect for her because of it. "...I'm sorry for slapping you." He muttered while walking over to pick up her hat and jacket, just out of courtesy for Amelia. "I'm also sorry if I have offended you by trying to make sure you were ok. Let's just... talk this over with our thinmints, alright? I'll get a fresh box, just for you."
So Fragile (Lev)
The day so far had been stressful to many of the Regal Academy Students. Suzu was well known by many and didn’t appear to have any enemies. In face, even he was shocked to find out it was her who died. It was too sudden and too random for his mind to quickly finger a possible suspect. So, all he managed to do was observe the evidence and hope the people closer to the ‘doll’ would have more clear testimonies about her and possible scenarios.
Lev happened to be walking around the school after taking a shower to clean Suzu’s blood off of his hands. It got messy while he was looking at that broken mop piece under her body and it wouldn’t be smart to walk around the school like that. Upon hearing the sizzle of the fence, the tan male picked up his pace to find the source of the noise, only to find Amelia standing close by to the pond he didn’t know even existed. "..Hun? You ok?" He started after clearing his throat, hoping his sudden intrusion didn’t startle her.
Amelia didn’t bother turning around. She didn’t have the energy, honestly.
"Okay." The pilot picked up another nearby rock, tossing it into pond. Another splunk, another sizzle. “Okay?" Another rock. Another splunk. Another sizzle. “OKAY?" Amelia spun around, stomping up to Lev, only to come to a sudden halt, pick up rather large stone by his feet, and hurl it behind her, completely missing the pond.
"I’m…not…I’m not…I’m not okay! I’m stuck in a school and everybody’s too weak to keep themselves from killing each other, and my friends are dying and you ask if I’m okay?" She whirls back towards him, gripping his collar ruff, pulling him down until he’s eye level with her. “I’m! Not! Okay!"
As he was dragged down, almost to the point of falling to his knees, Lev hissed and stared straight into her eyes. She was losing it already, which wasn't very good. However... so was he in this situation. Without even thinking about it, as if she was just another street punk trying to mess with him, his hand raised up and applied a firm slap across her cheek.
His action didn't even register into his head until the familiar sting thumped through his hand, leaving him in a state of slight shock. He hadn't meant to do that and it showed on his crushed face. But despite it all, he still barked out what he wanted to say before his instinct took over. "Amelia, snap the fuck out of it! If you follow in their damn footsteps... YOU'LL be next!" Lev huffed and gasped once he finished yelling, his hands trembling from his conflicting emotions. "You escaped from Dexter's dumb set-up, it'd be stupid to see you slip up now and let these idiots' weakness drag you down with them."
So Fragile (Lev)
Amelia liked to think people as three basic things whenever she met them; kind, gentle, and strong. Kind from the empathy and the emotion they’re given, gentle from the responsibility of taking care of their people and bringing up their generation, and strong…because of the bravery that Amelia liked to think everyone had in their hearts.
But, as the SHSL pilot attempted to maneuver in this game, she learned that this was not the case. Not everyone had these qualities. Not everyone was kind - Billy. Not everyone was Gentle - Dexter. Not everyone was strong…
But Suzu had been all of these things.
"Who would…" Amelia began, tossing a pebble at into the pond, the water splashing up and sizzling as it hit the electric fence behind it. “Who would do it…?"
The day so far had been stressful to many of the Regal Academy Students. Suzu was well known by many and didn't appear to have any enemies. In face, even he was shocked to find out it was her who died. It was too sudden and too random for his mind to quickly finger a possible suspect. So, all he managed to do was observe the evidence and hope the people closer to the 'doll' would have more clear testimonies about her and possible scenarios.
Lev happened to be walking around the school after taking a shower to clean Suzu's blood off of his hands. It got messy while he was looking at that broken mop piece under her body and it wouldn't be smart to walk around the school like that. Upon hearing the sizzle of the fence, the tan male picked up his pace to find the source of the noise, only to find Amelia standing close by to the pond he didn't know even existed. "..Hun? You ok?" He started after clearing his throat, hoping his sudden intrusion didn't startle her.
Regal Academy Summer Festival Event!
Things in the school seemed to be dying down for the little cat's tastes while another field trip so soon wouldn't be logical, she figured why not spruce up the school a little for some... fun.
By the time the sun rose up the next day, the entire campus was decked out with yellow and purple paper flowers, flags, lights, and stands. The faint sound of music echoed in the distance.
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Welcome to Regal Academy's Summer Festival! We hope you all enjoy a little summer fun with each other. We have quite a lot planned for you guys this year so let loose, eat to your heart's content, and test your skills in our many contests!
The front of the school has a huge stage in the middle for our two contests.
The Talent show, where you perform something other than the talent that got you into Regal Academy and our annual Cooking contest! { Please do not set the stage, school, or a fellow student on fire unless you absolutely feel the need to. }
To the side of the stage are 6 food stands to cater to your needs! The right three are Taiyaki and Takoyaki, Yakitori, and a Noodle/Soup station. To the left we have Yakisoba and Okonomiyaki, Pre-packaged Sushi, and our Festival-only treat station which features fresh cut Watermelon and Kakigori.
Over towards the Gym and Spa building, we have our game and live music stations along with our dessert booth.
The games on offer this year are the fish stand, a ring toss, a shooting range { no real bullets, it's high pressure water, and the guns are attached to the stand! DO NOT TRY TO REMOVE THEM }, and a test your strength throwing game! All of the prizes are plush animals in various sizes.
The live music station is run by our beloved headmaster Insan. She sadly does not take requests.
Our dessert booth features fresh made crepes if you suddenly have a sweet tooth. All flavors available!
Finally, we move on to the main school building, where we have our Haunted House experience set up in one of the abandoned classrooms. What's inside? You'll just have to wait and see!
The souvenir stand is also inside the school on the first floor. It has various festival goods like masks, fans, coin purses, hair clips and hairbands, and even a special T-shirt to commemorate the festival!
Remember to wear your yukata supplied to you in your room and attend the fireworks show at night! You don't want to miss it!
You awake to hear the loud squawks of birds, the gentle sound of the leaves rustling in a wind, and a smell that would be considered putrid at times. Where are you, you ask? Well, it all comes clear when your eyes catch a glimpse of some metal enclosures and signs pointing to exhibits.
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Welcome to the zoo, students!
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Hope you aren't scared of animals, kids. If you are, you're out of luck here. Each direction on the map is separated in different species, all containing the exhibits of animals that'd best fit in those categories. To the north are mammals, to the south are birds, to the west are amphibians and bugs, and to the east are fish and the famous petting zoo! There are also stations to feed the animals. Make sure to use your student IDs to purchase the animal feed. Watch your fingers~
In the center of the zoo, where all the students are currently located, there is a souvenir shop with various goods, a food stand, and a photo op area to get a picture together with your friends to bring back the memory of the trip!
{ Quick important announcement! }
{ Hello everyone! I just wanted to inform you that while Insanity!Mod is gone, I will be helping her out with running events through this blog until she returns. All of my important announcements will be tagged under Mod!Lev. I have received permission to do this from her, so I hope you all continue to have fun with the group despite trials being on hold!
The field trip info will be up in an hour or so! Thank you all so much! }
*Bzzt* "Hey watch it... zzzzt.. Move that paw! Ow! How the hell do I use this- Oh shit, it's on!"
"Ahh, good evening everyone~! I bet you're all shocked to hear my voice over the announcement system! Well, Miss Insan personally invited me to help her out over here. The poor dear has SO much under her little paws that I don't want to see her stress out over you whiny brats. Except you, Amelia dear."
His tan fingers trailed up towards the button that the cat on his shoulder was pointing to, her trademark "Ke-ke-ke-ke~!" clearly audible from the background as he spoke.
"Anyways, we have planned a spectacular field trip for you all today. We're going to the zoo~ Watch out for the claws~! Now, let's give you fuckers some shut eye. Pleasant dreams~ Hahaha!"
*Bzzt....click!*
The minute the announcement speakers buzzed off, the familiar hissing sound of the gas filled the school grounds.
{ Here is the commission I got done of Lev and Amelia~ They even included Insan which made me really happy! I love how cute they look. ;v; -cups cheeks- }
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Art was drawn by: http://lucy12143.deviantart.com/
Lev belongs to me: rennii on Tumblr/ dimentiofan on dA
Amelia and Insanity belong to: http://insanitystudents.tumblr.com/
"...Where are my damn hair pieces? I can't see a god damn thing with my bands like this! Oh... well, at least I still look hot either way."
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{ Here is Lev's look for the Speed Dating event. xD It's so weird to draw him with his hair down. I personally prefer it up but eh. It's good practice to draw his hair in different styles. }
Lev belongs to me: rennii on Tumblr/dimentiofan on dA
