This is it, [OPEN TO ALL]

[Christopher Kirk]

Well, it was time to get the seniors out and into the real world. The class of 2011 was finally coming to a close and who would be giving the Graduation speech, he was. He would be saying the graduation speech to the students. He fixed his tie before walking out of his beach house home, he decided to leave Toboe in the nice air condition home since he was hotter then usual usually Toboe went with him to graduations but not this time. He got into his Viper then started to drive to the school for the graduation.

It would be a few more minutes before his speech would be coming up, and already he saw family members, and students crowding into the stands. He excited his car with a smile, he was happy for the students who made it this far, and now the next class of 2012 will be next. He walked onto the field seeing some students already in there seats, he walked up to the small stage and sat down in his chair waiting for more students to arrive.

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[msstockham]

Emerald watched from affar as tons of seniors, both gifted and non, seated themselves. She scanned the crowds and saw her half-brother Semper, but she decided to stay incognito. "In four years I'll be seated there." she said quietly while taking a seat in a nearby tree. She thought no one could see her, but she hoped that some one would. She had been alone for almost a year, so she wanted some company, but she felt the need to stay as far away from these people as possible. It was their day, and she wanted it to be perfect. "Good Luck family." She said it in the quietest of voices, praying to every god she could that her half-family would be blessed.

[Richmond Reaper]

The Reaper could hear the clapping of hands in the quad and the voice of the Principal (he assumed) on the speakers. The graduation had officially started. Words of inspiration by administration and staff flooded the ears of seniors, parents, and friends. There was an air of sadness and anticipation, excitement and anxiety. The Reaper looked down and the lifeless body in front of him. He tilted his head ever so slightly as ideas started forming in his brain. Why leave a perfectly deceased body in some abandoned building while he could put his artwork on show? The Reaper grabbed the body, carrying Romie in bridal fashion, and started heading for the Quad.

The stage was set up in such a way that the back of the speakers were facing the forest behind them. The thick trees made it nearly impossible for the graduates to see what hid deep in the forest. The Reaper crept up to the very edge of the forest. Romie's limp body was now over his shoulder. He had taped down the note and the rose that had now lost most of its petal. The Reaper positioned the body so he could launch her onto the stage. However, before departing with the teenager, he placed a small kiss on her lips and stroked her hair. His face appeared almost peaceful. At that moment, he launched her body on the stage with a thud and dashed to hide in the woods. He ran away to the sound of screams and gasps.

[Selena Winchester]

* all the world's a stage,

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Although Selena Winchester would most likely never have kids of her own, she treated each and everyone of her students like they were her world. Because they were her world. "Fancy that, it's already time to graduate!" Selena chirped to a blonde haired freshman who must have been attending for an older sibling, because she seemed as lost as a rainy day in the desert. Dressed in a simple yellow sundress with her black curls tied back, her eyes were shining like diamonds. She had a bounce in her step she hadn't felt in a lifetime, something about this day made her feel so alive. With a smile of her red lips, she took her seat next to the Headmaster. "Christoper, mind if I sit next to you?" He never minded her calling him Christopher instead of Headmaster, but Selena was always a little less formal than that. "I'm just so proud of these kids, I can't even put these feelings into words." Okay S, take a deep breath! You'll be okay!

Everything was in place, and the show was going on according to plan. Or so she thought. The young girl's bloodied body hit the stage with a heavy thud. Oh my god.....

In a reflex of sheer fear and horror, she covered her mouth with a pale hand and looked at the Headmaster sitting next to her. "Sir....." Her voice was hoarse and shaky. "What is happening?"

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* the pen is mightier than the sword

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[Xi Coleman]

i'LL STOP THE WHOLE WORLD FROM TURNING iNTO A MONSTER;

A low thud interrupted whatever was going on, and the ampitheater was filled with shreiks and panic. I wasn't looking at the stage. Rather, I was looking upwards, lost in my thoughts. Then I rolled my head forward to see the cause of the panic. A body, the body of a female human, was lying on the stage as if someone had dropped it from the sky. The body was perfectly pale, and completely drained of any blood that might have been there before. I was one of the very few who didn't completely lose it. Instead of screaming, I looked at the stage in disbelief. A few thoughts crossed my mind; Wow. A dead body. This should be fun; Fuck! Now someone's dead; ...wow. Everyone here's a total wuss!

The teachers also managed to remain calm like myself. I heard the voice of Ms. Winchester speaking to the Headmaster in a shaky, terrified voice. I didn't know why, but I was instinctively protective of her and the majority of the demigod teachers. I rushed forward near them, and spoke myself. "Headmaster, why is there a bloodless corpse on the stage?" I asked, almost casually. I mentally kicked myself. Being so calm was one thing; acting it while others were freaking out was another. People might assume I had done this. So I took a breath in, trying my best to make it shaky and uneven, despite my calm expression.

EATiNG US ALiVE !

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