theexdisgracedacademic: (Default)
The Ex-Disgraced Academic has a laboratory on the Benthic premises, and it doubles as their office. The door is always locked, but beneath the nameplate, there is a burnished brass slot, for receiving mail. No matter what sort of envelope or package you wish to deliver, the slot is always exactly the right size to allow it to slip though, but precisely the wrong shape for a living intrusion.

Office hours are listed on the door, and much the same as with the mail slot, you are forever ten minutes too late to catch the professor's long and notable ear.

OOC: Every active player should have a stickyed Inbox post so that other players can drop by with calling-cards, fripperies, and other invitations to play. It is also customary to post later with links to where those RPs happened, as it's a helpful way to find your threads again! You can try out leaving a silly message here for your professor, but if you want to actually RP with someone, go find another student's inbox and say hi!
theexdisgracedacademic: (fight me)
Kidnapped!

a watercolor image

...well, it wasn't like office hours were going to be happening. Guess it was time for tea and having the contents of an entire novel explained to them before they'd have to read it anyway.
theexdisgracedacademic: (Dramatic)
The Academic unlocked the door to their laboratory, quickly locked it behind them, and then slumped over into their favorite chair, done with the day, and fatigued beyond belief.

Whose idea had to been to hold classes in a red science construct? A space that didn't really exist, all housed within the dome of the main building? A catastrophic correspondence error could cause the entire place to collapse, sending The Academic and all the furniture plummeting several storeys to the marble flooring beneath.

Oh. And the students, too. They’d all also likely die on impact. It was, after all, grossly unlikely that any of them had wings. Not that The Academic could make use of their own in public. So. Plummeting was in the cards for one and all, should the space fail. Some of the students seemed young enough that their death counts might not even be in the double-digits. Youngsters made such a wearying fuss about death. It wasn't anything serious, like a trip to Bedlam, or worse, the Tomb-Colonies. Ugh. They'd all learn their priorities soon enough.

The Academic scrawled to misjudge one orbit for another/a spycraft error which proves fatal onto an errant sheet of flame-resilient paper, and set about heating a pot of True-Khan Keemun. Next week's lesson would require the writing of one or two rather important letters. Best to get to that right away.

OOC: While this post isn't open for interaction, it's a example of how you can start scenes in your own journal if you'd like to interact with other players outside of class.
theexdisgracedacademic: (Default)
It's good to start off your journal with an Info post. Feel free to use and modify this template as needed:


Name: The Ex-Disgraced Academic

Referred to as: "Professor" if you're a student, "Emissary" if you're a colleague.

Pronouns: They/Them

Age: Mid-50's

Species: 96% human.

Ambition: Heart's Desire, Power, completed.

Appearance: The Academic is just over seven feet tall, with poofy, thick gray hair and mid-toned skin. They are often dressed in layers of opulent, billowing finery. They are never seen without a semiotic monocle, one which seems eerily able to remain affixed in place, no matter the action.
One will also notice the presence of fangs, claws, and long, tapered ears. But a good gentleperson would of course never be so rude as to press the matter.

About: The Ex-Disgraced Academic is a well-known London Correspondent, with a reputation for assisting in Neathy diplomatic matters. Think if Roger Ebert or Bernard Shaw had distressingly powerful political sway.

Personality: Though generally very affable, the students will be meeting The Academic at a very poor time. They've been given this teaching position as a punishment for stepping out of line, and they aren't quite mature enough not to take it out on the students themselves.

Why they're studying The Correspondence: Perhaps it's the allure of reading forbidden stories. Perhaps it's in order to communicate with strange and otherworldly beings. But why is The Academic showing up for this class? Having their laboratory space and university stipend threatened might be a teeny tiny clue.

Interactions: The Academic will only be available for interactions during class on Tuesdays. I don't have time for big, life-shattering RP threads right now, but perhaps one of your classmates is looking to chat?

Player: The Academic is played by me, AlexisRoyce, who you can find over on tumblr. If you're having any issues in-game, you can also email me.

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