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Topic Started: Aug 30 2013, 05:24 PM (130 Views)
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A finger reached for a black lock of hair before pushing it away from an eye. Said eye was brown, and currently stared at the first word of the twentieth line of the one-hundred-and-tenth page of a Lovecraft novel collection - At The Mountains Of Madness, his favorite. It took a little while to get going, but when it did get going, oooooh boy... were you in for a positively pants-shittingly terrifying ride. Sure, Lovecraft had been hugely racist even for his day, and he could get a wee bit too flowery with his descriptions (describing things as "cyclopean" only stayed fresh and striking for so long), but, well...

...Marc Lansberry far prefered the company of the Elder Gods to the company of most of his fellow students. The dark-haired youth set down his book next to him, on the bench he was sitting on, and observed the folks coming and going in this relatively calm portion of the school's campus. A group of girls laughing at god knew what - the incredible thing about them was that their combined laughters managed to be even more grating than the sum of their parts -, two lovebirds holding hands, seeking the shadow of a flourishing bosket to canoodle in peace - they were laughing too, and the dude managed to hit higher notes than his sweetheart as he unabashedly left his palate for all to see.

Buffons and idiots. That's what they were. No point in getting angry over it.

The young man reached for his bag - luckily, he'd thought about bringing earplugs to read in peace ! After making sure he was properly isolated from the rest of the world, the balck-haired youth resumed his reading. He wasn't so naive as to tthink that it would stop people from trying to strike a conversation with him - but at the very least, it could act as a conversation deterent, right ?

...Right ?

After a short while, he stopped to read and pulled out the earplugs, training his eyes over the surrounding vegetations. Well, perhaps if he tried to focus on the (few) sounds of nature, he'd be ableto ignore the babbling going around him...
Edited by GKG, Sep 3 2013, 04:27 PM.
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Soft laughter filled the small part of the school, a girl with maroon hair was walking silently through the halls.

In her hands were a note book, full of ideas and theories, that only she can truly understand besides people of exceptional intelligence. Her current interest were of Carl Jung theory of collective unconscious and personality concepts.

This man was the founder of current analytical psychology, a field she is if anyone else would have been called an obsession but to her it merely another one of her interest.

At this moment she is writing down the ideas if it possibly for one to separate from this collective mind.
She can not think of how one can do so, without dying. This a curious topic, to be sure.

She finally noticed that she was in a near vacant room, besides that of a small group were chatting amongst themselves.
And a singular student of his lonesome with a book in hand, but his eyes were focused on elsewhere.
Looks to be the greenery,

She did not heed the idea of speaking to the dark haired youth, he looks to be not bothered. But he is near from one of two table in the room.
She moved next to the table next to him, and continued on her theorizing.

She will only allocate with him if he starts the topic first, she is terrible with an origin or topic of a convention.

She pushed her glasses and write on the notebook, she lost her train of thought it will take a moment before she recollect her thought again.

Analyse the notes she has taken so she didn't do a simple mistake or horridly wrong idea n the heat of theorizing.
She said looking into her notebook, not even to bother to look at the student.
She noticed when she was writing she underline the word Mask. Why did she do this. This confounds her.

Without her notice she spoke aloud, "...You wouldn't know the study of Carl Jung theories by any chance?" she said in her normal monotone voice.

(Is it okay if I post here?)
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