Pre-Production (Faculty)

[The Director]

Denton Tran was in one of the meeting rooms of the vast library that belonged to the Academy. It happened to be his first time having visited the Academy. He's heard stories of the Academy from his late predecessor Lipton Seok who was well known by some of the organizations for his ability in Film Magic. Since Lipton's passing, Denton was the one approached to do films based on events of the Monastery, D-13, Rosacrucian Alliance, Eternity, etc.

He was an accomplished actor, dancer, producer, writer, choreographer, and director. And Denton was only at the age of 25. So far life was pretty good asides being marked for assassination by the Order after they learned Denton was secretly responsible for a certain Van Damme movie that came out. Other than that, everything was great. After accepting an offer from the Academy, Denton was escorted to the school and the floating city.

Now, he found himself in a meeting room waiting to meet the faculty members and the headmaster of the Academy. Denton was here for one reason and only one reason, to make movies. Liking some of the stories based off the events of D-13, Denton was approached by members of the Academy.

Since the Academy did business with Lipton in the past, they would now be doing business with Denton. So far, Denton leaned back against one of the walls sitting on a chair listening to his 80 gig iPod listening to some Xzibit. For now, Denton was off in his little world with his big headphones over his ears allowing the music to fill his head.

It seemed to calm him down a bit. He was still coping with the fact that he's in a floating city over the earth that's populated with other magic users. But hey, it was pretty damn good material to make movies. And that's what Denton was in the business of, making movies.

Right now, Denton would wait until the Headmaster introduced him to the faculty. Then Denton would explain his purpose of being at the Academy.

He wanted meetings to be very casual. Denton hated formalities. He hated dressing in formal attire. For this meeting, Denton was dressed in casual attire such as casual fit jeans from The Gap, a pair of black Lugz, a black t-shirt tucked in, an untucked short-sleeved shirt from Armani, a pair of red lensed Armani shades, and a Kangol beret hat worn backwards. So yeah, it was going to be a casual meeting.

One thing was going through his mind.

This sure as hell ain't Harry Potter.

[The Judicator]

*I had been skimming through the library, searching for books about The Trojan War, when I caught sight of someone in the library meeting room. With four books in my massive hand, I approached and entered.*

"Ah. Mr. Tran, correct?" I asked, setting my books down on the table and extending my hand for a handshake.

[The Director]

"Ah. Mr. Tran, correct?"

Denton removed his headphones and shut off his MP3 player and turned towards one of the faculty members. He would give him a cool and casual nod to the person. The man casually rose from his seat and returned the handshake.

"Yeah, I'm Denton Tran. But you can call me Denton. I'm not much for formalities nowadays," Denton introduced himself politely and sincerely. He had a cool, casual, and professional demeanor towards him.

Denton cleared his throat a bit.

"Getting myself acquainted with the Academy, especially in the library," Denton explained taking a good look around the room, one of many in the library. "I'll definitely be spending a lot of time here."

[The Judicator]

Interesting... Not the slightest reaction to shaking hands with a demon... I like this guy...

"It's my personally favorite part of the school. A nice place to go when the sounds of children just drive you insane." I said with a small laugh. "So, is this your first time teaching?"

*While asking the question, I went to a small coffee machine and poured a cup for myself, drinking the contents of it quickly.*

[The Director]

"It's my personally favorite part of the school. A nice place to go when the sounds of children just drive you insane."

Lucky... I wished I had a place like that back in Los Angeles...

The thought of peace and quiet was pretty much a luxury to Denton. It was a luxury that he wasn't willing to give up that easily. Denton didn't mind the company of demons, etcs. He pretty much welcomed it.

Back on Earthside, Denton's dealt with way too many "parasites" trying to leach money off of him, expose him to drugs, etc. But the one thing that really got to Denton was his step-brother, Dallas.

Denton couldn't stand Dallas. He could definitely relate to what this person told him about being driven insane. It's pretty mind draining dealing with a step-brother who's worse than a damn kindergartener. Wait, that would be an insult to all kindergarteners.

He could say pre-schooler, but that would be an insult to all pre-schoolers. So, Denton didn't know what category to put his step-brother in.

"So, is this your first time teaching?"

Denton shook his head.

"I've given a bunch of guest-lectures back on Earthside. But I doubt they would compare to the classes at the Academy," Denton answered. The Academy happened to be a whole new ballgame.

Denton took a sip of his water.

"I'm actually a film director. The Headmaster wanted me to check out the Academy after he saw some of my movies based off some of the events of D-13. They asked me to come here and observe in order to make some movies off of some events at the Academy. Most of the revenues generated happens to be one of the Academy's sources of funding," Denton explained.

"Oh, I didn't get your name."

[The Judicator]

"Yes, Earthside and The Academy are quite different indeed..." I laughed as I poured more coffee.

"Ah, where are my manners. I am Halsephea, Demonology teacher here at the Academy. So, a film director?" My thoughts immediatly shot to my assistant, Damien. "You know, if you're looking for actors or anything of the sort, my assistant, Damien, is quite the actor."

[The Director]

"Ah, where are my manners. I am Halsephea, Demonology teacher here at the Academy. So, a film director?"

Denton nodded. He took another sip of his water waiting for the other faculty members to show up for this extremely important meeting. Hell, the Headmaster wasn't even here yet. What the hell?!

He wanted to get the meeting started. Once the meeting was over, Denton could start doing research by exploring the Academy and the city of Babylos. Though Denton was cool, he was slightly cranky. He's been going through some withdrawal of certain things recently. But that's another story.

"You know, if you're looking for actors or anything of the sort, my assistant, Damien, is quite the actor."

Denton smiled.

"Sure, I'm always looking for fresh talent. Hollywood's pretty fake if you ask me. Half the actors are too demanding and too damn overpaid," Denton replied.

It was true, a good number of actors in Hollywood are paid too damn much.

[The Dreamer]

Walking into the room, Oki Nanda was followed closely by her sister dreamweavers. Blank and expressionless as always, Oki Nanda seemed un effected by the argument between the Tantum and AiAiAi- though Hoshi seemed on the verge of planting a foot in both of their faces.

"You're wrong, AiAiAi, there's no way the Jorgenson boy could have completed that dream on his own- you don't achieve higher grace without assistance!" the red headed racoon woman shouted, "it was completely necessary that we stepped in- you saw it WAS for the best interest of his life as it was."
AiAiAi's eyes narrowed, is she was still a full cat her tail would be flared and whipping, at this moment, her nails were a bit longer than usual for any human being, "BUT he could have kept HIS OWN GENDER in the end if we hadn't interefered! We weighed too heavily into his own situation and ended up ruining a perfectly good man-"
"By making him an amaising woman with potential to reach his new dreams."
"He wanted to be a prositute!"
"All for the sake of seeing what it was like to write a journal and make an award winning book."

AiAiAi's muscles went tight and just before she would have sprang, Hoshi seized her by her hair and jerked her back. Hoshi shook her head and then let go. AiAiAi grumbled and walked beside Oki Nanda who simple pat her on the head and continued on. Tatum hummed softly, content with her temporary win, with a broad grin she sped past the group and sniffed about, "Mmm old musty wonderfulness. Wonder if there's anything shiny here to play with."

Turning the corner, Oki Nanda came upon not only the resident Demonology instructor but the face of an multi-talented young man who's dreams she had been having to attend more and more often. Odd, she had never thought he would have wanted to come here. Without much hesitation, Oki Nanda walked over, giving a graceful bow, "Salutations and Good Day. Oki Nanda is glad to see not only she utulizes this library at this time of day."

[The Historian]

A Door opened against one wall. Well, one really couldn't say it was a door, so much as a passage way of light. As the top of the portal yawned high, a single figure stepped out, suited in drab grey attire. The suit wasn't anything special, though it wasn't a common site amongst the students, nor the teachers for that matter. The man had close cropped gray, receding line of iron that sat upon his head.

As he stepped out, he adjusted the tie at his neck, seemingly unnecessarily, whether the action was of habit or of consequence, none knew. He had but a brief case in his left hand, and he took a few confident steps towards the grouping of people.

As he moved, he seemed to incur a sense of wonder, patrons of the library looking on in awe, groggy faces looking towards a man many had only heard about. Yes, the lost Hakfu Song had discovered who the man really was, but Hakfu wasn't around much to tell about who he was.

So, as he moved towards the new kid, many shunted eyes from him. He arrived near his colleagues in welcoming the young man, but he spoke not a word. Instead, he watched, sat, and contemplated the boys words. Present already were the Demon Teacher, and the multiple women who followed each other around.

And then, a boy. He had seen him before. He couldn't remember where, exactly, but he seemed a familiar face... Perhaps... A D-13 agent?

[The Helper]

Well Now... Hello There... *Fingers Self*

As time would have it, except on a few occassions had anyone seen 'four' teachers ever in the same room. One was an exaggerated pervert, another was sadistically deranged, the third was a vampire (and strangely, the most human), and the other was often so busy eating that he never even taught a single class. Mind you, they weren't the most extroadinary of people, but they were along the lines of... 'peculiar'.

Walking in a line, Professor Winklewood was seen at the front, barechested as usual, with an unbuttoned shirt just barely on his arms. His hand was down his pants again, masterbating as usual, as what appeared to be panties and bras were seen stuffing the interior of his pants, as well as a rather large bulge..

Second in line screaming, 'ZERSTOREN!!!' in German over and over again, swinging himself occassionally, headbutting into bypassing people to knock them against the wall, was Der Metzgermeister. Pulling out his poleaxe, he screamed several lines of gibberish at a nearby tv, and rushed at it, plunging his poleaxe into it, and beating the mechanical device into.. uh.. well...

*Cough* SECOND in line... was Professor Felodar Kindfang, local vampire teacher, hooded as usual, protecting himself from the sun with both his cloak and some 'shadow' magic, so that he was completely invisible. He turned to look at Der Metzgermeister, raising his gauntleted left hand, as if to call out and say something, maybe stop him from.. erm, 'raping' the poor thing with his monstrous penis, that seemed to have a life of its own, he stopped, and continued walking. He'd catch up, as soon as he was done, anyways..

Third in line.. was Professor Fatman. He was eating again. Apparently had a bowl of gravy held close to his stomach, as he plunged his pudgy right hand into it, pulling out a marinated piece of.. chicken legs... and munched happily on it..

...


A strange scene.

But what was most strange was.. it really did appear that everyone was at ease. Like they were comfortable in one another's presence. A strange combination, especially with the explosive 'The Master Butcher'.. who, after finishing his ordeal, charged past the three, slamming the doors open with his sheer wait.. What, appearing to be a barbaric, proudful entrance was actually.. "..Come on, hurry ze-fuck up... 've haven't have all day for you to play vif yourzelf, VINKLEVOOD.." "..Almost done.. wait.. wait... there." Der Metzgermeister was.. opening the door for them? His left hand keeping the door from closing, he looked disgruntled, as he looked past the other, already assembled staff.

Winklewood walked in, a large smile on his face, as his crotch appeared to be suddenly very wet and sticky... he waved his cum-covered right hand, watching the cum fling itself about, as he waved at the dream teachers. "..Why hello there, AiAiAi! G'morning Oki! What's lickin' Toshi? Hey Tatum, wanna have hot flaming sex with me later at an undisclosed area behind my desk?" ..His hand was shiny right now. Perhaps not the good type of shiny.. but it was shiny nonetheless.. Felodar scoffed, bringing up his right fist to make it look like he doubled over to cough. "..Erm.. hello all. Sorry we're late. Fatman was taking forever, getting his snacks together."

"..HAY.. thayare, umpf, good snacks!"

Dermetzgermeister for once.. kept quiet. Everyone was eager to see the new teacher. His black pupiled-eyes trailed in at them..

"...."

...The silence didn't last long.

"...Allo... ve fight later, ya? Have good time rape? I tear you apart, have sex with mushy flesh pieces later, ya?"

"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"ZESTOREN!!"

[The Director]

"Salutations and Good Day. Oki Nanda is glad to see not only she utulizes this library at this time of day."

Denton coolly and casually smiled with a nod to the person known as Oki Nanda and the three other females that accompanied her. Least the beginning of the meeting was starting to get somewhere. Once the remaining faculty and administration entered the room, the Headmaster could introduce Denton.

From there, Denton could explain his purpose for being at the Academy. Still, the Academy was a very nice change of environment from the superficial Hollywood that's filled with a whole bunch of superficial people like Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, etc.

Another person entered the room. This one was a much older person from Denton could surmise. Denton studied the man for a brief while.

"..Come on, hurry ze-fuck up... 've haven't have all day for you to play vif yourzelf, VINKLEVOOD.."

He blinked a bit after hearing that statement. Denton had to admit that it was pretty humrous to hear something like that. It would cause Denton to ease up a little bit.

"..Almost done.. wait.. wait... there,"

Denton then turned to person with a smile on his face waving his right hand. He would raise his brow a bit but decided to play it cool.

"..Why hello there, AiAiAi! G'morning Oki! What's lickin' Toshi? Hey Tatum,

Did he do what I think he was doing?

Denton casually kept his distance. Intuition told him that the stuff on the man's hand was some sort of protein that males secrete from a certain organ.

"..Erm.. hello all. Sorry we're late. Fatman was taking forever, getting his snacks together."

"..HAY.. thayare, umpf, good snacks!"

"...Allo... ve fight later, ya? Have good time rape? I tear you apart, have sex with mushy flesh pieces later, ya?"


"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"JA!?"

"ZESTOREN!!"

Denton cleared his throat. After this meeting, he'd probably would have to get a few drinks.

"Nah, you're not late. Waiting for the Headmaster to show up. Any other faculty members we're missing?"