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Luxembourgians and Bulgarians live in Europe. The professor thought that they were giant flying monkeys. Then later realized that something must be right in this incorrect sentence. But no way. If the cake was Lemon, Sally and Harry should be lies too. Maybe he could understand this sentence, but, alas, he could not. For the price of a good story they fought their marshmallows with cheesy snacks. They won! Or did they? Perhaps they missed PSI Rockin' Omega.

pruneman is banned for declaring himself a prune while he is obviously a pickle.

Game Crazy Kid is banned for being a druggie.

2x^(2)*4.8-3=x
4x^2*4.8-3=x
19.2x^2-3=x
19.2x^2-x-3=0

x=1+sqrt(1-4*19.2*-3)
               38.4
x=approx 0.422183268

OR

x=1-sqrt(1-4*19.2*-3)
               38.4
x=approx -0.370099935 
   

OOC: @Duskling Yeah, you did. And I meant defend yourself verbally, as in a "disprove my point" kind of way. I did not plan to assault you. Ah, well, too late to change. Maybe the misconception will be fun.
Noxus received a great feeling of dread from no particular place in the cellar. Great enough to discourage any further adventure. He turned back and exited the place with a shudder. Probably for the best; it was almost time for his first class. "Let's take a look here," he thought, pulling out his schedule. "'History of Psionics.' Predictable enough. Too bad they don't offer a bouncy ball class," he said to himself, juggling the set of eight as he made his way to the room.

"Wait!" Zack yelled. "I have a last name. It's... Archon. I... didn't use it when signing up for the school because... it doesn't matter why! He's not a trespasser but a student named Mark Guelph. He was only in my room because we were working on a... shadowling history project!" The fleshling took out a small book and showed it to the shadowling as evidence. "Besides, why would I, of all people, harbor trespassers in my room? "Are you going to attack a student for simply sleeping in another Room? Surely you have bigger things to worry about... like students escaping at night and going into the forest?" Clearly the message had not gotten across straight, but Noxus did not bother to correct.
"I suppose you're right. However," Noxus went on, "If I find out that you are lying to me, you," he pointed to Zack, "will be lucky if you are sent to a maximum security prison, and you," he pointed to Frex. "Well, first we'll have to run an investigation on you, but, if my gut feeling is correct, and you are who I think you are, you will be executed, slowly and painfully, most likely. You are free to go."
The two rose and filed out one after the other. Noxus glared as they did. A scan didn't turn up anything useful as both of them were suppressing their thoughts. But this one, "Zack," as it was, had made a hefty claim on behalf of the the other: positive identity. Noxus was near certain this boy was not Mark Guelph, and once the real Mark was found it would be all too easy to bust them both. He couldn't help but let his glare mutate into a smirk as he projected his message to the supposed Mark Guelph, "Don't be surprised if you find yourself here again very, very soon."

@Buggy, OOC: just to note I edited the post in which I found you to match. Sorry for being presumptuous.
Sure enough, the two guards showed up with two young fleshlings in haul. He said to them as the doors shut, "welcome fleshings. Sit. We need to talk." As they did, he continued, "seems the two of you have bunked two to a room. This is not allowed and shouldn't be necessary to begin with. You," he said, gesturing toward one, "are Zack... apparently no last name. Strange, but irrelevant. But you," and he looked to the other, "could not be identified." He'd had the student records checked, and they were checked very quickly. "Do you realize what this means? I believe you are trespassing, a serious offense indeed. And with that, fleshling, defend yourself."

The "spies" Noxus had ordered into the dorms returned. "Sir," said one, "we found only one thing of any suspicion. Dorm 56 is being shared by two fleshlings. It is only intended for one." "Very well. Return to your post." "Yes, sir."  Noxus gave orders for two guards to escort them to the administrative office lobby the next day. He would have to see to them in the morning.

Noxus became very annoyed as the little gelf disrupted his senses and made a break for it. The next few minutes were tumultuous and loud. Two things he hated so much. The others were shouting as if they were being accosted, but surely the girl couldn't easily run and mind blast at once. "Trace it to its source," he thought. There were multiple blasts inside the walls, but also several outside. As Noxus' sight returned to him, he saw a couple of his fellows unconscious on the ground and the rest out of sight. They must have chased after the gelf through the east gate. But why then, would she have tried any mind blasts around north side of the academy? Besides her pursuers there would be no one there. She must have had help, and that help led his men around and away. "You've got to be kidding me," he thought, "this is just absurd." It was far too late to follow after the gelf, but this second one could be found. Most likely he or she was in the northeast building, both because its position was proper for such an assault and because it was the student dormitory building. But what could he do? Scan every student in there? That would be fun. Yeah. Real fun. "Ah, well. I need to get those fools back in here anyway." Noxus floated to the north gate, had it opened and shouted to the guards who now were coming round the corner, "get back here, you idiots! You've been tricked." They all slowed at the words of their superior and traveled back to the gate. He told them, "I believe that escapee had a partner who assisted her. Search the dorms inconspicuously. Record anything- or anyone- that could be related, but alter nothing." "Yes sir," said one, and the lot of them headed over toward the dorms. "I told you going that way was a bad idea," said one to another. "Shut up!" came response. "This was humiliating. I cannot allow another such fiasco to happen," he thought to himself. This wasn't the worst thing that could happen, but it was bearing more resemblance every day.

The next day, sure enough, a cape and slip of paper were in the room. A list of classes, it seemed. That was expected. Noxus drew up the cape and looked at it. A shadowling couldn't very well wear a cape, but he had a bright idea he'd been meditating on since his first contemplation of joining the academy. He folded the cape's width down to a sixth its typical size. The "cape rope" was then easily tied around his wrist. "Dandy," he said to himself. According to the notice, though, his first class didn't start for another hour. Unable to remain still any longer, he left his bare dorm and took a look around the building. This place was pretty empty save for dorms and a cellar entrance. Hey... ah, what the heck, it's not like there wasn't time. Noxus opened the cellar door and floated down. The place was fairly empty. He went further into the cellar, past some boxes, down another few steps and came to see something rather unexpected: a number of bugs like those from the Deeper Downs. "Whoa... awesome!"

OOC: In the HL my character wouldn't be that apprehensive. He is, after all, a major.

Noxus was on rounds late that first night. Nothing happening for one hour... two... but then he saw someone out. Not one of his guards, but a student. A gelf, seemingly. Why had none of his subordinates seen her by now? "You," he said coldly, "what are you doing out at this hour?" The girl had clearly not expected to be caught, running past so many Shadowlings. What had gotten into these psys this time? The receptionist had not been kidding when she said "unexpected occurrences."

The Holy namelesskitty is banned for begging for pie.

Noxus had an uneventful trip to the Psy Academy. The number of humans here was frightful. Though he did not hold the hate of them inherent to most Shadowlings, the sheer number of them was discomforting to him. One or two wouldn't have mattered, but this place seemed to be swarming with the creatures. In reality there were only seven or eight out at the moment, but his mind always seemed to exaggerate such things. He noticed then that he had unintentionally and prior unknowingly attracted the attention of one of them, pale, likely a Tratenite. He impulsively quivered out of xenophobia and made his way on.
A quick look at the Shadowling soldiers around him provided enough for him to tell  that he was senior in rank to all of the them. Why would one such as he be needed here? Perhaps a visit to the administration would be enlightening.
"Major Noxus, sir. You're early. How may I be of assistance?" the receptionist asked. "Very simply, I'd like to know why I was ordered here. It seems unusual for an officer of any rank higher than captain to be needed at this institution." "Ah, of course," the receptionist replied. "There have been some unexpected occurrences as of late here at the academy." The major asked suspiciously, "such as?" "Unfamiliar fleshlings appearing in the library, others disappearing into rooms. The tipping point of the balance was perhaps the destruction of one of our bunkers not far from here. Reportedly a squad pursued the attacker due south, straight this way, and was not successful in incarcerating him. It was decided that for purposes of security a commanding officer of equal or higher rank than the rest would be needed in case of an outburst or other undesired situation. Basically, sir, you're here as the new head of security."

OOC: I really need to get to the academy to interact with you guys. It's dull out here!

It didn't take long for Noxus to reach the gate. After sorting out the initial formalities at the entrance, he was directed by a guard to a building in the southeast of the campus. There were several students out giving him strange looks. Most of them had probably had never seen a Shadowling in person before. Likewise, Noxus had never seen such a number of humans in one place.
At the southeast building he was greeted by a dark skinned man in a white cape. "Welcome. You must be the new student. We don't get many Shadowlings around here. Oh, by the way, my name's Aram," he said extending his hand. Noxus believed he was offering a "handshake," customary of many human cultures. Accepting it, he replied, "nice to meet you. I'm Noxus."
"Well then, Noxus, glad to have at the academy. Follow me, I'll show you around." Aram led Noxus about the buildings and described each one's purpose. "The building we're in now is the southeast. This is where the administrative offices and several classes are located." They went on to another building, congruent to the previous. Aram explained, "this is the southwest building. All of the stores are here, should you like to purchase things such as medicine or books. Also the location of the library, which I strongly recommend visiting." The next place visited was the northwest building. "This is where Ms. Cleo's is. Needless to say, the primary purpose of the northwest building is leisure." From inside came a growl followed by a low thud. "It gets a little rowdy sometimes," said Aram with an awkward smile. The two then entered the northeast building. "And finally," Aram said, "this is the northeast building with all the dormitories. Speaking of which, here's yours," he finished, gesturing toward a door in a row of six in the hall. Go ahead and get accommodated. I'll leave you to it. You'll get your cape and class syllabus tomorrow. See you in the morning. Oh, and good luck on your first day!"
"Thanks," Noxus replied as Aram took his leave. Whew. This was a lot to take in at once.

Well, if it's quite alright, I think I'll make my first actual story related post!  By the way, Zack, please get my character posted. In any case:
Noxus had been on the road now for quite a while. The route from Somnus to the Psy Academy was a long one. Safe, though, and flat. Long in the horizon it lay, whitish walls gleaming in the mid-day sun. Speaking of the sun, it was hurting Noxus' eyes. He was finding it hard to adjust from the dank depths of the City Beneath the Earth. "If I hurry it'll be a less time consuming trip, and maybe I'll get out of this blasted light," he thought to himself. He made his way to the gate posthaste.

Noxus looked through the stack of papers on his desk. "Paperwork, paperwork, paperwork, letter- save that- more paperwork," he thought, sorting it all. New territory meant paperwork, and lots of it. "Orders? 'needed at the academy...safety measure...dean's protection...' Hmph. Alright, then." He would make no complaint about re-stationing. It wasn't nearly the worst thing that could happen.

By the way, what does "OOC" stand for?

Duskling is banned for not accepting Game Crazy Kid's game craze.

Game Crazy Kid is banned for not getting banned within 24 hours of posting.