Script Dangles

Everyone, I apologize so much for my continued absence. My current situation is just...horrible. To be honest, I'm pretty much depressed and morose all the time right now. I realize I'm constantly holding up the game right now...so I'm going to bow out. I thought I could keep going on like nothing happened, but I now realize that was pretty naive. Best of luck to everybody involved. And I'm sorry. SD

I've noticed that nobody (except HackTune) has followed up my last post yet. I ended it so that everybody could chime in with their thoughts, if they wanted to. Did nobody want to say anything? Should I keep going? SD

I'm sorry I darkened the mood of our game. Here's a fun little video that should brighten things up again! It's horse hockey!!! SD

"Please, if you have any information contact myself or any of the staff immediately so we can put this matter to bed. It is my job to make sure that every student is accounted for and taken care of. Now, with that being said, please to be aware of the sign ups for the Horse Hockey Team tryouts, they will be held soon." He looked around the dining hall half hoping that the young mare would be within the ranks of the students. "You may all go back to your classes, and please, any information, anything at all, let a teacher, staff, or myself know immediately. That is all." Greyhoof turned an

Oh, don't feel bad, Summer. You had no way of knowing. SD

Thank you for the kind words, Stardust. However, much like Professor Dangles, I don't like being late. I should be able to keep up, going forward. Besides, I think it might be a nice distraction. I think I could use that, right now. SD

Flearia, Unfortunately, they are. My house seems very, very empty, right now. Also: I just posted. Again, my apologies for everyone that was waiting for me. SD

The professor stopped halfway in through the doorway. He'd been furious with himself for being late. All he'd wanted was a quick drink of water...and being so new to the University, he'd managed to get himself lost along the way. Now, everything was a mess. Class was starting, the Headmaster was talking over the intercom.... He hated being late. It wasn't like him at all. He expected his students to be on time; it was a terrible example to set for them. If he was only better with magic, he could have just whisked himself away, popped in right next to his desk with a sly smile. B

Everyone, Please forgive my absence. Late Monday evening, my wife was involved in a very bad car accident. I have been very busy making hospital, and now, funeral arrangements. I'm attempting to work on my post right now. Your friend, SD

Posting tonight! SD