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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:44 pm
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There were tons of them. Papers stapled, glued, taped, even licked with sticky adhesive to prove a very urgent point posted on every bulletin board and on top of prior newspaper clippings by the Halloween Daily. When they had gotten their, prior to or after the mess with the Christmas invasion was an absolute mystery. Needless to say they screamed of urgency with big bold, georgia-font letters.
A student picking one up would read the headlines as followed:
The Paranormal Post LIES ON LIES! THE TRUTH ABOUT RED AND AMITYVILLE THAT THE BOOGEYMEN DON'T WANT YOU TO HEAR!Some of you may have noticed by now but a teacher by the name of MISS RED has been taken from us by a force of gigantic proportions. What started as a cover up for a wedding present turned out to be a long winded scandal involving the gym teacher, our secretary Mi Mr. Arel, and an unnamed student. One could speculate that there were more than one students involved in the conspiracy. In fact we're almost positive that when the words 'killing students' were uttered by the Secretary himself that meant more than one student. THE POINT BEING THAT THIS TOO WAS A COVER UP FOR SOMETHING EVEN BIGGER! Many students went on a so-called field trip to a place where their lives were put in danger and at the hands of these mythical creatures your mums and dads would tell you stories about to get you in bed. WELL THEY AREN'T STORIES ANYMORE AND IF YOU DID NOT KNOW THIS THEN MAYBE YOU ARE ONE. Or maybe you arrived at an untimely time at the school. Whatever the case may be, those of you who DON'T know, Red has not retired but has been taken down by these hunters. THAT SURE MAKES OUR BLOOD BOIL WE HOPE IT DOES YOURS TOO! Wedding conspiracies are a terrible way to hide the truth but do you know what is an even worse way? Your Boogeymen telling lies to make you feel cozy when you slip into your bed with your ghoulfriend or boilfriend at night. WE ENCOURAGE THAT YOU NOT LISTEN TO ANY OF THE OUTSIDE MEDIA INCLUDING THE HALLOWEEN DAILY. BY WE I MEAN YOUR GOOD FRIENDS IN THE PARANORMAL POST. (names withheld) CHET UBETCHA SIGNING OUT
Perhaps whoever wrote the paper was just a group of students looking for some attention. Perhaps that attention was actually intended despite the prior statement. Perhaps if a student was just curious enough, he or she may find that at the end of the paper...
XXX Dear Business person , This letter was specially selected to be sent to you . If you no longer wish to receive our publications simply reply with a Subject: of "REMOVE" and you will immediately be removed from our mailing list ! This mail is being sent in compliance with Senate bill 1621 ; Title 3 , Section 301 ! This is different than anything else you've seen ! Why work for somebody else when you can become rich inside 59 MONTHS . Have you ever noticed people will do almost anything to avoid mailing their bills & society seems to be moving faster and faster ! Well, now is your chance to capitalize on this . We will help you turn your business into an E-BUSINESS & decrease perceived waiting time by 200% . You can begin at absolutely no cost to you ! But don't believe us ! Mrs Simpson who resides in Alabama tried us and says "I've been poor and I've been rich - rich is better" . We assure you that we operate within all applicable laws ! We implore you - act now ! Sign up a friend and you get half off . Thanks .
((Hint: It's not pamlluf. But it is 1 word. Hint 2: Go sit on the toilet and await enlightenment.
Feel free to have your student react ICly to this in this thread))
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:49 am
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The "Business advertisement" led to a relatively normal looking website, promising to help in all business endeavors to succeed for a small fee. However, there were some students who were not browsing the website because they wanted to set up a business - they were browsing the website because they discovered something within the little advertisement placed so conveniently under the 'LIES ON LIES' article, and were intrigued enough to carry on.
A few mouse clicks later, they would come across a page asking for their Name, 'Password' as well as their Skelephone number; those who had stumbled upon that page on accident might frown and leave, thinking of it as a scam. Those who had discovered the message and password hidden within the advertisement, however, would eagerly punch in the information required of them...
OOC Information
What is happening...? -> The Paranormal Post (School's official Newspaper) had put up an article on recent happenings. -> Under the article was an advertisement, seemingly harmless and put there to help fund the paper. -> However, it is actually a coded message... And besides, only REAL Amity students would find the advertisement odd, since it features THEIR HEADMISTRESS. -> The website the advertisement leads to looks normal, but those who know where to look would comes across a page where it requires you to input your "Login Details" - Name, Skelephone number, Password. -> Soon after, they would receive a text from an unknown, untraceable number...
So, how do I apply OOCly...? -> Have your student react ICly in this thread! Just one post will do, but it must involve them reading the advertisement and then going online to complete the deed! -> Alternatively, your could RP it out in another thread, with someone else. (Refer to the two questions below!) -> Go here and read through all the information carefully. -> Post the application form with the RP link. -> Please also include the password hidden in the advertisement! : D -> I will read your RP; so even if you just copy and paste the correct password, as long as you RPed out a decent response, I will probably still approve your application!
What if my student is the type who is bad at puzzles, or taking hints...? -> At this point in time, your student does not know about the anon thing anyway. O__O So they could always get another student's help, or had been roped in by someone else! -> There might be other methods to access the forum ICly in the future too!
What if my student is blind/etc? -> If your student still wants to join, they'll need someone to help them. Someone they trust... Or they could share an account with someone else. -> Example: Shun is dyslectic, and has Mitsu around to help him with reading posts as well as the spelling in his posts!
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 11:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 6:54 pm
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Remi was not aware there was a school newspaper, not surprising enough he found the art of reading to be something above his lazy self. All the same, when you find yourself walking down the hallway... and slipping on a rogue paper that had clearly been place din his path, intent on tripping the poor kitsune demon, it got his attention.
Well... the first one got enough to burn. Though sadly enough, a moment later he realized that it was jsut an illusion of burning... and while it smelt, looked, and SOUNDED like burning paper... His hand was still gripped on the unchanging hunk of thin pressed wood and fibers.
Exhaling, he dropped the illusion because it really was not making him feel better. Still though... a moment after glancing at the paper, he crumpled the thing even more as he was tempted to ACTUALLY set the thing on fire. Though the bottom text made his eyebrow turn up...
Instead he tucked the paper in to a pocket, and wandered off making sure to kick at any other paper he saw lying around.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:09 pm
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Sparrow, like Aymet, was also completely clueless about the fact that Amityville had a school newspaper.
Which was why, when he accidentally stepped on one, he just shook his boot carelessly, attempting to rid himself of the annoyance.
It stuck to his foot obnoxiously.
Frowning, the reaper stooped down, gloved fingers gripping the paper, which looked as though it had probably fallen off of some notice board somewhere, judging from the amount of tape on the back of it. His first try at tugging it off proved fruitless - if anything, it seemed to just stick even further, the tape sticking to the sole of his shoes. Sparrow gave it another yank, this one with more effort, and it finally slid free. He held it up to his eyes, gaze narrowing just a little.
The headline screamed at him, bright, bold, and daring.
He folded the paper over, peering at the notice just beneath the main article. There was something typed, in very small letters, barely noticeable if one's gaze wasn't careful.
It took him a few more moments than probably necessary - reading was difficult, and Sparrow felt his face redden just a little as he tried to keep the letters from shifting around in his vision. His ability to discern the minute differences in words was getting better, but it was still relatively slow going.
After some time, however, he figured it out. A slow smile crossed the reaper's face, satisfied and pleased, in spite of himself. Carefully he folded the paper up into a neat square, tucked it into his pocket, and continued on his way.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 8:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 4:34 pm
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Concealing a yawn into the back of her hand as she walked, Simone sighed and dropped her hand down to slip it back into her pocket. While she had been aware of the papers posted up everywhere, the demoness didn't pay them much mind. At least, she hadn't been until a copy of the article must have come loose from wherever it had been posted, either through someone having dislodged it intentionally or some wear of the adhesive that kept it anchored, swirled on a breeze and hit her full in the face. She gave a soft groan as she removed the offending paper, pausing a moment before she was going to toss it away, her attention having been nabbed by the big, bold print before she could throw it away. Simone stopped her stroll to read over the article, a fine brow slowly arching upon reading over the little ad underneath. "What's this?" She muttered softly to herself, taking a moment to read and reread it. "Hm. Isn't this interesting." She drew out, a touch of a smile playing at one of the corners of her lips. It was something worth checking out at the very least. Folding the paper up small enough to slip into her pocket without much fiddling, Lust tucked it away and headed back on her way. This was big, really big, and something of keen interest.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:18 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 1:24 pm
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For a well informed ghoul like Gene to not know of this "Paranormal Post", it must be really underground, and quite possibly very hipster. Gene loved to pretend like she was a hipster. So, in her wannabe hipster ways, she picked up the paper, mimed sitting at a table, and unfurled it. The main article was astonishing (mostly because Gene had no clue any of this had happened) and riveting. In fact, she was quite furious. She always thought the boogeymen were so nice, too, always ordering their coffee and donuts. Well poo on them!
Noticing the little clue on the bottom, Gene had to hold back from becoming a rolling pile of giggle fits. Oh my. She needed to check this out.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2012 10:49 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 8:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2012 8:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 12:11 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 12:39 am
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The short attention span that dogs were jokingly stereotyped with really did hold true to Thackery sometimes. He rarely took the time to read something unless it was accompanied by pictures, included a tale about kistunes, or was assigned for classwork. The Paranormal Post, as a result, rarely made its way into his hands. All of those tiny words all smashed together...ugh, it was so difficult and headachey.
But he couldn't ignore that smell. It wasn't too far from the scent of his perfume magic potion that was supposed to attract kitsunes: overly floral and way too heavy.
He had followed it to the pink paper and just stared for a while, squinting to read the story. Scareling hunting recruiting? That wasn't what happened, was it? Frowning, he considered the possibility that he'd remembered. Was Reine tricking him?
There was no more time to think about this as his gaze fell upon the image of-
"Oh Jack," he wailed, dramatically turning away.
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