Digital Art Design Day One

[Jennifer Jones Miller]

Another day another day was all Jennifer went by honestly she was going though hell and it killed her inside She always seemed to have a bad day but luckily she hid it go and was able to easily pass it to the side when it came to her classes so she was able to keep a smile on life in class outside of class was a diffrent story but she thought it was best to keep her self in a good mood for her students if she was feeling pain on the inside sigh sometimes she wondered about herself but now was not the time to wonder.

Entering the class she smiled before puting her bag down near her desk as she went around to each table and pushed the on button on each computor Today may just be an introduction for the students but if they thought it was going to be a walk in the park they where in for a rude awakening no Collage Class was a walk in the park but some kids just came to this class to get an Easy A Oh man where they gonna be in for it if they got her she may be a somewhat easy prof but her students where always piled up with Homework ever druing day one.

Chuckleing after she turned on all the computors she went back to her desk as she turned hers on as she had to log in so during class she could keep an eye on the students make sure they where doing their work so she could single out the students who where hear to learn the ones who where crashing the class and the ones who just flat out didnt want to be here in the first place Jennifer was good in figureing out that department.

After loging into her computor she took a sip of her coffe as she heard the door open and looked up at the time Ten am 10 mins before class started this probaly ment the pepole who wanted to be here where about to show up and she would be starting class in about ten mins so that was all good smileing she stood up and went to the door grabing a stack of papers that was obviously the Sylabyss and spoke as the door opened.

"Welcome to Digtal Desgin I will be Your Professor Jennifer please take this Sylabyss and Take a seat we will be going over it shortly" She spoke with a smile waiting for the students to take it and find their seats.

[namine]

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[atrb= style, font-family: arial; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #8ba2b9; border: 5px dotted #000000; color: 000000; padding: 10px; opacity: 0.8] Namine stood in front of the Anderson building. It was the place of all of her classes in her major. She had some others in another building, but she was most looking forward to her art classes. She just knew she would get to know this building like a second home, or, maybe a third home if you considered her dorm as the second. She'd purposely gotten up early, earlier than she was required, so she could get to class. Her first happened to be Digital illustrations. She pushed open the building doors, and took in the scent of coffee and acrylic. It was a calm and enjoyable scent to her, one she could easily get used to. Even if she didn't enjoy it, she would probably need to adjust to it anyways, so it was just one less thing for her to worry about. Walking through the halls, she was on the lookout for the room which she'd be taking her class. After a few minutes of walking, she finally found it. The professor was standing at the door, and she was handing out the syllabuses. Her professor, Jennifer, also offered a small introduction, informing her that class would be starting soon. She seemed nice, and as Namine took the paper from her, she offered a small smile. "Thank you." Without waiting for a reply, she walked into the class and went to the back. she wanted to sit as far away from people as possible. Hopefully, if she was lucky, she'd blend into the background, ignored. Taking her seat, she decided to read the syllabus silently. The topics seemed interesting enough, and while Namine was more into traditional drawings, she was open to digital ones as well. Besides, she would have to take this class for her major.

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[Adelaide Phoenyx Rae]

YOU KEEP REPEATING ME LINES THAT YOU THINK I WANNA HEAR
but i don't wanna hear anymore

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[atrb=style, text-align: justify; background: #000000; color: #555555; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 0px;] After finishing up an early shift at the library, with her headphones pulled up over her ears and her IPod turned on, she had walked back to her dorm room. She was only there long enough to grab a coke and a bag of chips, putting the chips in her orange and black messenger bag and, as she left her room once again, she popping the top of her coke can and taking a sip before putting it in her bag's side pocket and making her way to the Anderson building. Digital Art Design was the class she was heading to. She walked at a steady pace, careful not to spill any of her soda by moving to quickly or running into anyone. It wasn't too long before she made it to the correct building and was heading up the stairs and down the hall to the room where the class was being held. As she entered the room, she was greeted by the teacher and handed what she guessed was the syllabus. She nodded her head and said a quick, "Thank you, professor," before moving to the desks. She tended to sit in the back of classes, well most classes anyway. This class was one of those where she wanted to sit near the back. She glanced at the other girl that was already sitting in the last row as she made her way back there. She sat her bag, very carefully, on the floor by the left-most back desk. After that, she sat down in the seat and glanced over the paper in her hands. Moments later, she was pulling out a notebook, sketchbook, pen and pencil. She continued working on the same drawing she had started the day before, this time adding yet more details to the picture. The people, albeit they were manga-style people (Or anime-style, however you wanted to look at it) had taken shape when she last worked on the drawing and they were now taking on more specific looks. One was a girl and the other two were boys. Still, despite them having genders now, she wasn't quite sure WHO she wanted them all to be. Deciding that the girl would be her, she figured she'd think of someone to toss into the two males characters' positions. Maybe someone she knew from childhood? Or perhaps someone she had met recently? She wasn't quite sure yet. Then again, it wouldn't really matter yet. The class would be starting soon anyway, so she wouldn't get to work on their physical attributes or anything like that. As it was, the characters were still naked as well (though not graphically so). She couldn't very well cloth them without knowing who they were, after all. So, with a soft, nearly inaudible, sigh, she began to put some clothing on the female character, waiting for the class to fill up with students and then for it to begin. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - .Wordcount: 500 .Place: Anderson - 2nd Floor .Tags: Jennifer, Namine. .Notes: ... .Lyrics: Adelaide by Anberlin

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[Michael Derksen]

"I am SO gonna kill who ever got us overtime for practice" Michael muttered to himself as he was running with his scocer ball as he didnt want to be late to his first class sighing he just shook his head he would deal with whoever cost the team extra practice time later right now he had to get to class sighing he keept running until he saw the door to the class open of course being the show off that he was he wanted to make a dramatic entrance so to speak as he threw the scoocer ball in the air in front of the door as he ran top speed.

Suddenly he jumped in the air kicking it in probaly geting most of the class attention as he started to walk in though BAM! He got smacked right in the kisser he obviously failed to calquate the the Wall hight projectery and all the crap as the ball made him pay for it though sighing he just cracked his kneck like it was nothing as he walked in the professor sweatdroping as he just took the paper she was handing out and smiled before speaking to her he was a pretty calm fellow.

"Yo thanks Teach" He called with a chuckle as he took his seat and placed the Scoccer ball under his chair as he began to read over the Sylabyss luckliy he was not late that was the last thing he needed on his first day of school but eh there was not much he could do about it now that he was here as he waited for the rest of the class to show up so we could get this show on the road man that was a good entrance if Michael did say so himself except for the hit against the kisser part.

[Roxas Hiroaki]

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Roxas huffed a little as he checked his book bag for all the materials. It was quite strange that this class had like no books...at least compared to his other classes...though now that he thought about it the class was an art class. The blonde quietly got into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. It was hot enough outside that he didn't bother with a sweatshirt or anything like that...it was getting closer to that weather though. The blonde checked his cell for the time, since he didn't have an actual clock in his room. He didn't really see the point...there was one in the halls and he didn't ever use an alarm even when he was at home...he just naturally woke up around 6am...after he woke up at 3am before then to go to the restroom...it was just something that he did without any magical device telling him to. Roxas stepped out of his dorm, making sure to lock it before heading out...he didn't want anyone breaking in and stealing any valuables after all. The blonde quietly walked towards his class, using his hand to shield his blue eyes from the growing sun. It was kind of early in the morning...at least for a college student...though you could say this at like 6pm and it might still be true. The boy stepped into the building where his class was...the art building. The boy looked into the classroom to see the teacher had a syllabus out on her desk. The boy didn't pay much attention to the other occupants of the room, sitting down near the front of the room. Art was by far his favorite subject and sitting in front was proven to aid in memory, so of course he did just that! The boy set down his bag next to him and began to dig out his notebook, quietly just glancing over the syllabus that they were going to go over.

[ryuzakiryuga]

Ryuzaki walked toward Art Class silently. So far, he had had an eventful day. Hopefully, Ms. Shigura would not be attending this class and be speaking for him as was her custom apparently. He kicked open the doors of the Anderson building just loud enough to get some random person yelling at him. After ignoring his rantings for a good thirty seconds, a record for him, he waled right past the man and headed straight for the Digital Illustration class. This was going to be his favorite and easiest class. Doing stuff with a computer was like flying for a bird; it was just natural for him. Walking into the door, he noticed a syllabus for the class sitting on the teacher's desk.
Great, a waste of five seconds...
Picking it up, he read it through twice on his way to his set in the back. It was a suprisingly comfortable seat.
Well, isn't that neat?
He set the syllabus and his laptop case down beside his desk and took out his laptop. He booted it up within seconds and began typing the code for some new project he was working on. He was going to make a website for a webshow that he would be starring in. Hopefully, it would be done soon.

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

Rune had gotten up extra early this time even though it had meant losing a couple hours sleep. Hild had assured him Hypatia wasn't teaching digital art... but he wasn't gonna take a chance she was wrong or that the teacher was the same. He got ready, and though it meant he should have been early, left the dorm room since last time he tried to go to a class, some guy probably looking for one of the other white haired kids decided to attempt beating him half to hell. Granted.. it didn't work and he had left the unconscious jock there to get to class only to be given grief over apologizing for being late... and because Zeran glared at him and someone wanted to know why.

?He hoped he could avoid that this time, and was glad that the storm that was supposed to last till today blew it self out last night. As he walked along the path with it's trees, he suddenly heard a voice say "Stop walking", turning in it's direction to see a raven haired girl in what looked like a light dress standing there. His attention went back to in front of him as he heard a crack and a portion of the tree split away, probably damaged from the wind or a nearby lightning strike and landed on the ground in front of him, right where he would have been had he not stopped walking. "Hey thanks but did you...." he started to say as he turned, but the raven haired girl was gone. He looked around utterly bewildered because it was an open area and there was no trace she had even been there.

He put the oddity partially to the back of his head as he made his way to the class. He was pretty sure this wasn't the first time he had seen that person... yet he didn't seem to know her. He walked lost in thoughts the rest of the way, getting to the class and saying "thanks" as the teacher greeted him and handed him a syllabus. He went towards the back of the room and picked out a seat, leaving the laptop in its bag and pulling out a sketch book, and quickly drawing the figure of the woman that he'd seen. "who the hell is she...." he said quietly, puzzled by the whole situation that had occurred there.