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Wednesday December 3rd
Who: Dante and OPEN
What: Dante is getting in the Christmas spirit with some crime
Where: The English wing
When: Midday
Rating: TBD
The holidays were always really depressing, but this year just seemed ten times worse. This was, for most people, their final year at the school. But Dante had a feeling that he and Nora would be sticking around for a while. Sure it was his own fault, but that didn't make it suck any less. Life here was so goddamn boring. But that English teacher, the oldish one, he'd sparked some inspiration in Dante. Decking the halls was pretty gay, but there was something satisfying about chopping down a living tree and putting it up inside, like a sacrifice to the pagan gods. And then like you were mocking it, you put beads and lights and shit on it. Pretty great stuff.
So since the school seemed to have a desire to decorate this year, Dante was doing his part. He'd snuck out while everyone else was in class, broke open the fence into the shifting forest, and hacked down the biggest evergreen tree he could manage to drag back to the school. Of course, dragging it over grass had been easy enough. Getting it up the front steps was another challenge. "Move, fucker!" Dante screamed at the thing, clutching tight to the trunk as he made slow, exhausting progress, step by step.
What: Dante is getting in the Christmas spirit with some crime
Where: The English wing
When: Midday
Rating: TBD
The holidays were always really depressing, but this year just seemed ten times worse. This was, for most people, their final year at the school. But Dante had a feeling that he and Nora would be sticking around for a while. Sure it was his own fault, but that didn't make it suck any less. Life here was so goddamn boring. But that English teacher, the oldish one, he'd sparked some inspiration in Dante. Decking the halls was pretty gay, but there was something satisfying about chopping down a living tree and putting it up inside, like a sacrifice to the pagan gods. And then like you were mocking it, you put beads and lights and shit on it. Pretty great stuff.
So since the school seemed to have a desire to decorate this year, Dante was doing his part. He'd snuck out while everyone else was in class, broke open the fence into the shifting forest, and hacked down the biggest evergreen tree he could manage to drag back to the school. Of course, dragging it over grass had been easy enough. Getting it up the front steps was another challenge. "Move, fucker!" Dante screamed at the thing, clutching tight to the trunk as he made slow, exhausting progress, step by step.