smashacademy | Portal People Poppycock! [audio/action: OPEN]

[Seth can't be bothered to do a full-out video. Too much effort, really. He has better things to do and better places to be than here. You simpletons just get audio, appreciate that he is giving you that much! This boy's words have a tendency to end on a slight purr, perturbed and pretentious as they are.]

Excuse me? Anyone with a brain left out there? I certainly hope you've noticed the date and if you're smart like me you're going to take advantage of it. It's spring break.

[He scoffs.]

I've seen the most maddening things at this academy and I have no inclination to be any part of it this time when I should be enjoying my time off. Come call me when this zoo goes back to being normal or when classes start back up again or something.

Or whatever you want to deem as normal around here.

Bulba, I know it's hard being on your own without your dear roommate, but I'm afraid it's the only way. You should come with me.

...Or stay here with the rest of these lunatics and wild animals for all I care. Whatever suits you. Please do take care of yourself, if that's the case. Your poor, brave soul you.

[So "Seth" packed his bag and left that day for places unnamed. Or so he claimed. What he left behind was his secretive, furrier, night-prowling alter-ego. He was still, deep down, under the skin and freckles and lies, a Persian. A cat. A cat with his own self-serving agenda, regardless of whatever form he decided to take. Why deny those primal instincts to go hunt and mark one's territory? Humans certainly never got the proper hang of it, hah. He didn't particularly like this place; if anyone was going to piss all over it and any anyone's parade here, it was going to be him.

...Quite literally.

With all these strange new people (and other cats! preposterous!) coming to and fro and all their strange filthy, foreign smells stinking up the place, "Seth" was going to do just that.

OPEN ACTION POST: A large feline has been marking up the school by rubbing against walls and pissing on objects that probably belong to you when you aren't looking, among other things. ~~Yowling at Ocelot's self-esteem team every night.~~ Follow your nose and you might just run into the strange and elusive beast himself. Be careful though, you might not like what you find in the dark...]

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~~I am the Lorax I speak for the trees~~ I am Jon Talbain I pee on the trees.

That tree you just marked, belongs to me.

At least, that's what Jon would say if he were the rhyming sort. As it stood, he wasn't. So, Seth got a low growl from the shadows - the sort that beasts would understand.

"Oi. This is my territory, Kitten. I suggest you scrape some dirt over that marker you just set down or we're going to be at odds, you and I."

That was a very large cat, Jon noted. Not quite so small as those he generally saw making a mess of the place only to be scared off by a simple whiff of his scent. In short - this was going to be fun.

[IT IS A FACT THAT BULBA HATES BEING ALONE so hrmmghglg.]

Getting out while weird stuff goes on is a really smart move, yeah. I appreciate the offer but I'm not going anywhere. I need to make sure things are okay.

[Jungo was lost, so Jungo had been wandering the school grounds, searching for him. It occurred to Jungo, in an uncharacteristic moment of insight, that the smell might have been Jungo's, so he had been following it in his search. It wasn't the first time that Jungo had done something like this, so Jungo couldn't help but be worried, especially since there seemed to be demon-like creatures around the school. Jungo might have been in danger.

So here was a young man, searching for a cat of the exact same name. Green was officially no longer the worst nicknamer on campus.]

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