VampireGodesNyx

        Returning from a quick round around the Citadel, you took your place beside Nyx. Just as he had been doing when you left about fifteen minutes ago, he was letting his eyes slowly wander through the large crowd of people that had gathered within the courtyard. The usually empty space was filled with musicians, performers and smiling guests from all over. Had you not been on duty, an event like this could have been a lot of fun. Unfortunately, since you were on duty, the event was proving to be painfully dull. Despite this, Nyx hadn't complained once. “So, are you having fun yet?” “Of course I am.” Greeting your

        An energy drink in one hand and a set of brightly colored balls in the other, Present Mic stepped to the front of the room with a smile on his face. Though his smile was a bit twitchy, probably due to the amount of caffeine he'd consumed, he was still obviously happy to keep the game going. “You know, someone is going to have to break up this party before too long. It's been a nice run, but things are going to be winding down soon.” Sighing dramatically, he lifted the balls into the air and tossed them into the crowd with all of his might. “But, until then dear listeners, play ball!” After a few seconds of bou

             “We've been playing this little game of mine for a long, long time now, but every time I turn around it seems like someone new shows up.” Hands firmly on his hips, Jiraiya released a boisterous, yet somewhat fake sounding laugh. “I'm not complaining or anything, but if this goes on for too much longer, I might have to pass the torch on to someone else for a while. For now though, we need another player!” Taking less than a full second to glance around the room, Jiraiya took your hand and pulled you to your feet. “You're next. Get out there, and good luck!” “Thanks! I might need it.”

          “So, I kind of forgot what number we were on again.” Smiling sheepishly, Happy rubbed the back of his head with his paw and tried to remember what the last number was. “I think it was thirty-six, or maybe it was thirty-seven.” Quickly giving up, and not bothering to look at the stack of numbers beside him, Happy shrugged. “I don't know, so let's just go with number thirty-seven! That's sounds right to me, aye!” “Then that means it's my turn.” Though you were just as confused as Happy was about what number was actually supposed to go next, you weren't about to argue. As long as you had

       In an upbeat, cheerful mood despite the pouring rain, you stepped into the Conjurers' Guild and quickly shrugged off your saturated coat. Though you were running a little later than usual due to the downpour, you weren't the only one. As you hung your coat up to dry, E-Sumi-Yan hurried through the guild door looking unusually rushed. Sure this was the first time you had ever arrived before him, you greeted E-Sumi-Yan with an ever so slightly crooked smile. “Good morning. It looks like we're in for a bit of a storm, doesn't it?” “It does.” Nodding in agreement, E-Sumi-Yan gathered up his things and continued dow

        Several hours after classes had ended for the day, you stealthily made your way back into the school building. Though the empty halls sent a shiver down your spine, you forced yourself to head up several flights of deserted stairs. Once on the right floor, you half ran to the library door and hoped no teachers were still around to catch you. Now just outside the door, you crept inside to return a book that was long overdue. Thankfully, the school librarian had left hours ago, meaning that at least for today, you'd managed to evade getting scolded. Breathing a sigh of relief as you placed the book behind the counter, you saw something

    Silently standing in front of the remaining players, Present Mic attempted to count how many people were left. After a few failed attempts, he gave up and excitedly announced the start of another turn. “Here we go again, boys and girls! This game needs no introduction, so let's get right to it!” Making no attempt to aim, as usual, he tossed the balls into the air and hoped for the best. “Head's up!” Though you were only paying minimal attention to the game at this point, you somehow still managed to catch one of these balls just before it hit you. “Whoa. That was a too little close for comfort.” ̶

      “You students have hogged the spotlight for far too long.” Taking over Present Mic's job as host, Midnight stepped in front of the class with a smile. “I think it's high time one of the teachers got to join in on the fun. So, for this next round, one of you will be lucky enough to have me as your partner.” Her smile growing wider and more mischievous as she spoke, Midnight tossed a single ball into the crowd. “I wonder which one of you it'll be.” Too busy playing around on your phone to pay any attention to the game, the sensation of something falling into your lap came as quite a surprise. “Hu

      On a rare occasion, you, and the other members of your class were spending the school day out of the classroom. This news had been met with excitement until the bus transporting everyone stopped in a small clearing surrounded by some of the tallest, darkest trees you'd ever seen. Once everyone was out of the bus, Aizawa wasted no time explaining the rules, splitting the class into pairs and sending them on their way. While the dark, maze-like forest was most a bit unsettling, to say the least, it was nothing you couldn't handle. After all, the assignment Aizawa had given was little more than a treasure hunt. What was really proving diff

      “The closet is empty and it needs two more players to fill it up.” Using large, overly dramatic hand gestures as he spoke, Present Mic took his place in front of the group for what must have felt like the hundredth time. “So the question is, which two of you is it going to be? Well, we're about to find out, right now!” After quickly winding his arm in a large circle several times, he finally tossed the balls into the crowd. “I got one!” Catching one of the balls with ease, you jumped out of your seat and proudly held it overhead. “Who got the other one?” Before anyone had a chance to answ