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[Welcome to a classroom decorated like a wedding hall.

The moment you step inside this room, one of two things will happen:

A) You're getting married! It should be the happiest day of your life, except... why are you getting married again?

OR

B) You've been married a long time and you just now realized it! Out of nowhere, the knowledge appears in your head. You are married to INSERT NAME HERE. You live at INSERT ROOM NUMBER HERE. Whether your partner knows it or not...

Let the chaos begin!

...There's cake for all the unhappy couples, of course.
]
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[Though Pegasus had been here for sometime now, he had not really gotten to know many of the residents. So, of course, Pegasus decided to do something nice, and bake some cookies! He spent most of the time preparing them overnight, so he would have enough for everyone. Because that's what fabulous people do! They share!

Of course, they appear to be regular sugar cookies with white frosting on them. However, unknowing to Pegasus, the boxed ingredients weren't exactly as to what they say they were, but he doesn't know that! And neither does anyone else!]


Hey, everyone! Guess who made cookies?

[Pegasus stands in the courtyard in the morning yelling out, with a couple tables he found in one of the rooms, full of delicious cookies. Many of them have various shapes of the various duel monsters on them. Go on, help yourselves. I'm sure nothing could possibly go wrong here!]


((ooc: Basically, Pegasus baked some cookies, with available ingredients, although the mixing materials Pegasus had secured apparently had... something special in it. This causes a possibility of the cookies having a side-effect. But what is that side effect? You decide. Maybe it doesn't do anything at all.))
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[The lights going out had certainly surprised Henry, but he had been prepared for such a thing. He didn't fully understand the "electricity" that this place seemed to have, and thus, lacking that understanding, he had decided to prepare in case it disappeared.

Just like it had now.

Candles in that old-style holder and lit, Henry at least had some visibility despite the pressing darkness. Making sure to store away the others (at least after making sure Eleanor and Jack had ones themselves) he's started off into the Campus, looking for anyone lost in this darkness to help them find their way back to their dorms, or wherever else it was they wanted to go.]
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[In the later afternoon, with the sun already setting in the sky, there's the sound of something deep within the building powering down. One after another the lights pop off like a domino effect down the hall, with each room following in suite as the electrical outage worked its way through the building.

It only took a matter of seconds for the Campus to be enveloped in complete, inky darkness. Even with the proper time to adjust one's vision, it was still neigh-impossible to see. There was nothing but cold, lonely blindness.

Outside, the sun set...and it didn't rise again the next morning. The only saving grace was the starry night sky and the waning moon too keep the denizens from being completely consumed by darkness.]

((The darkness has come...RUN! Everything's the same, but now both the INSIDE and OUTSIDE of the island/campus are dark. It's much easier to see outside though, thanks to the stars and moon in the sky. Characters are free to improvise light sources, but nothing electrical that needs to plug in will be functioning. If something runs on batteries, it'll last until those die.

This event will stretch until the end of Sept. 18th, feel free to tag in to this post, or to make your own threads! Have fun!))
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[[Somewhere, in the school, there is some old fashioned carrying device sitting on the floor, one that was used to transport royalty, rather colored in a blue-violet like color, with drapes that would catch the eye of anyone one.

Inside, a rather cranky old voice could be heard. Perhaps that of a beautiful woman? Or perhaps an old hag of sorts!]]

Kronk, we've been sitting here for over an hour, why aren't we moving?

...

Kronk, did you fall asleep, again, at the wheel? We NEED to find Kuzco!

I swear, this is the last time I let you....

[[Upon these wrinkled fingers ripping the curtains open to view, popping her head out, her body in a lavish purple dress and her hair hidden in a royal beret, both of the color of various tones of purple. However, the face to the beautiful dress would make you think you just saw Frankenstein in a dress, with all those wrinkles covering her face, leaning over the seat just outside the inside of the carrying device.]]


....Kronk?

[[No Response]]

.....KRONK. WHERE THE HECK AM I?


[[No Response, yet again.  Her furious face which amplifies her beauty amongst her wrinkles, soon starts to turn into a bewildered expression, as she notices... she's in some sort of classroom of sorts. Yet... it looks... foreign to her.]]


Either I'm going crazy, or... I'm in some sort of school of sorts?

...Probably the first.

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[This place was weird. Like stuff his son had told him out of his fantasy books weird. The walls weren't made of wood. The floor wasn't wood. Nothing seemed to be made of it.]

[After wandering around for a bit, Marston went outside, surprised there were no horses nor hitches nor people for that matter. His stomach growled and his eyes wandered to the sky. At least there were still birds.]

[It seemed wise to get some food into his gut before wandering around this strange place further. He pulled out his Smith & Wesson Model 3 Revolver and started shooting birds out of the sky, five being more than enough. He picked them up, gathered wood from nearby trees, then sat down near the middle of the courtyard, beginning to start a fire. Although he didn't mind eating alone, friendly company was always nice.]
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