#aewvs Laura head teacher

[m-v-tique]

Personality Typing AEWVS!

[*In honor of the game for how undeserving it was for it to be deleted.

Anyways I hate the commonality of all the characters just being blatantly 1w9 153’s so it may or may not be their actual type as long as it may be specified.*]

Viktor Strobovski

MBTI: ENTJ or INTJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 1w9 or 8w9 || 153, 853 or 835

Instinctual Variant: SX/SO, SP/SX, SX/SP, or SO/SP

Temperament: Choleric-Phlegmatic, Phlegmatic-Choleric, or Choleric (Dom)

Big 5 (*SLOAN): Social, Calm, Organized, Egotistical, Non-Openminded/Inquisitive

[SCOE*]

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Laura (Head Teacher)

MBTI: ISTJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 1w9 || 153 or 163

Instinctual Variant: SP/SO or SP/SX

Temperament: Phlegmatic (Dom) or Phlegmatic-Choleric

Big 5: Reserved, Calm, Organized, Egotistical, Non-Openminded [RCOEN]

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Marzia V (Language Teacher)

MBTI: ESTJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 1w9 or 5w6 || 153, 163 or 513

Instinctual variant: SP/SO or SO/SP

Temperament: Choleric-Phlegmatic or Choleric (Dom)

Big 5: Social, Limbic, Organized, Egotistical, Non-Openminded [SLOEN]

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Alice Freudenmacher

MBTI: ESFJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 1w2 or 1w9 || 163, 135, 136 or 153

Instinctual variant: SO/SX or SO/SP

Temperament: Phlegmatic-Sanguine, Phlegmatic-Melancholic or Phlegmatic (Dom)

Big 5: Social, Calm, Organized, Accommodating, Non-Openminded/Inquisitive [SCOA*]

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Erie

MBTI: ISFP

Enneagram + Tritype: 5w4, 4w5 or 9w8 || (Mixed combo of: 1,4,5,8), 945 or 954

Instinctual Variant: SP/SX, SX/SP, SP/SO or SX/SO

Temperament: Melancholic-Choleric, Melancholic (Dominant)

Big 5: Reserved, Limbic, Unorganized, Egotistical, Non-Openminded [RLUEN]

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Mr. Mix

MBTI: ISTJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 8w9, 5w6 or 1w9 || 853, 583, or 153

Instinctual variant: SP/SX or SP/SO

Temperament: Choleric-Phlegmatic, Phlegmatic-Choleric

Big 5: Reserved, Calm, Organized, Egotistical, Non-Openminded [RCOEN]

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Mr. Cleany Clean

MBTI: ESFP

Enneagram + Tritype: 9w1, 9w1, 2w3 or 3w2 || 953, 963, 259, 269, 359 or 369

Instinctual variant: SO/SX or SO/SP

Temperament: Phlegmatic-Sanguine, Sanguine-Phlegmatic or Sanguine (Dominant)

Big 5: Social, Calm, Unorganized, Accomodating, Inquisitive [SCUAI]

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Phonty

MBTI: ENTP

Enneagram + Tritype: 7w8 or 5w4 || 783, 784 or 548

Instinctual variant: SP/SX or SO/SX

Temperament: Choleric-Sanguine

Big 5: Social, Limbic, Unorganized, Egotistical, Inquisitive [SLUEI]

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Konstantine II

MBTI: INTJ or ISTJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 5w6 || 538 or 583

Temperament: Phlegmatic (Dominan)

Instinctual variant: SP/SO or SP/SX

Big 5: Reserved, Calm, Organized, Egotistical, Inquisitive [RCOEI]

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Albert

MBTI: INFJ

Enneagram + Tritype: 5w4 or 1w2 || 541 or 145

Temperament: Phlegmatic-Melancholic

Instinctual variant: SO/SP

Big 5: Reserved, Calm, Organized, Accommodating, Inquisitive [RCOAI]

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Angellica “Angell” (Player)

MBTI: INFP or ISFP

Enneagram + Tritype: 6w5 or 9w1 || 641 or 945

Temperament: Melancholic-Phlegmatic or Melancholic (Dominant)

Instinctual variant: SP/SO or SO/SP

Big 5: Reserved, Limbic/Calm, Unorganized, Accommodatin, Inquisitive [R*UAI]

[alicejohnson66]

Laura head teacher

[jongtamdee]

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[that-there-is-a-wierd0]

Hi! I was thinkin’ about aewvs and though about a reverse curse AU, in which the curse affects students rather than educators. As such I wrote a little mini fanfic prologue thing :o.

This is technically my first fanfic, although small, but hopefully you like the writing. Thanks and take care!

!!/Depictions of Violence, general violence

The teachers at Infinity School suck.

Angellica huffed to herself as she navigated the restroom wing of the math floor. Tightly holding on to her blue notebook, she mutes the general hum of the students flowing around her, uninterested in their muddled conversation. She instead focuses on the general attitudes from her educators to the students.

The teachers at Infinity School are stupid.

Not that they were bad educators. Many were competent in their respective subject areas, failing to make mistakes. But what she did not like was how the teachers can be complete and utter assholes.

Viktor was the first to come in Angellica’s mind. He is a calm and collected person, and she supposed an interesting one as well. His math problems were somewhat simple and he always urged students to take their time if they got a problem wrong. But when students get more than one problem wrong, he beings to lose his patience rather quickly, calling his students very rude things. She remembers the time that Viktor called her a ‘bitch’ when talking to Laura, not knowing she was around the corner due to forgetting a notebook in a classroom.

Angellica grit her teeth, her notebook close to wrinkling from her tightening grip. She increases her pace and walks through the restroom wing, through the restroom itself, and makes it through Corpus A. From there, she finds herself in nearing the very first classroom from the greeting room, Classroom 0011. While the school day has ended, Angellica unfortunately landed herself in detention after breaking a rule about lock picking her own locker. She had simply forgotten the code, and despite trying to explain this to Laura, she was still tossed into afterschool detention, which lasts an entire hour.

Welcomed by the mechanical shift of the metal door, she drops in her designated seat, her mood ever the worse. Tossing her bag to the seat next to her, she slams her blue notebook on the table and opens it. She stares at the neatly written math problems with scrutiny.

I hate them all.

A moment passes, and Angellica recognizes the sound of the mechanical door opening. She turns her head around, and sees Viktor walking in, pre-occupied with a notebook of his own.

“Oh. It’s you. Of all students I expected to see here, I didn’t expect to see you, Angell.”

Angellica only scrunched her face, making it clear to Viktor that she was not in a talking mood.

“Hm, someone’s particularly angry today.”

Angellica only looks down, appearing to focus on her notebook, but was more dazed than anything. Unconsciously, she is mildly afraid of where this rage came from. But what doubts she has about her own emotions were snubbed by her increasing anger.

Seeing that there was nothing to do in the class, Viktor places his notebook on the teacher’s desk and walks over to Angellica, his strides confident as usual.

Stupid fucker and that piss colored coat.

Angellica refused to look at Viktor, despite him hovering over her notebook.

“I recognize these problems. I gave these to you last week as an in-class assignment. And yet, despite their simplicity, you still haven’t finished them?”

Viktor chuckled lowly, a sarcastic undertone that grates against Angellica’s ears like shattered glass on a chalkboard. He then smiled menacingly, and said with an equally redundant tone:

“Maybe these are the hardest examples you’ve ever seen, bitch.”

Something broke inside on Angellica. A soft slip of patience, and her world came crashing down in a million pieces as her anger consumed her body.

Angellica grabs a lemon berry soda from her bag.

And bashed it against Viktor’s face.

Without him being able to react, it fully clashed with the left side of his mask full force. Viktor falls over to his right, caught ungracefully by the wall. His only response is to blink as he looked at Angellica, unable to generate a response in his shock. Shakily, he gets up and faces Angellica to yell at her.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?”

He then makes a move towards the door, but Angell suddenly jumps on top of him from the desk. Angellica is now on Viktor’s back with her legs wrapped around his torso, her fist bashing on his mask from where the soda hit at any chance given.

“ANGELLICA! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!”

Viktor tried to pry off the kid off his back, but for some reason he could not. Despite their height and weight differences, Angellica was managing to keep her place on Viktor, and actually do damage to him. Viktor shrieks in pain and confusion as he struggles to reach for his back to get Angellica off. He moves straight forward as best he could, and suddenly moves backwards with some momentum to bash her back against the classroom wall. Angellica hisses with the newfound pain, but this only allows her to climb higher, now fully clawing against his face. However, Viktor is now fully able to grab Angellica’s forearms, finally prying her off of his body like sticky glue, and toss her across from where we were standing, that being towards the door.

Viktor is now a disheveled mess, his hair and jacked ruined, his breath ragged and eyes panicked. But now, he only cares about his mask. Panting, he slowly brings an unsteady hand to the left side of his face.

Oh god.

Oh god please no. Not my face, please, please not my face.

Viktor’s mask cracked. It was actually broken. His life source, his only defense, his only was to survive…

Was cracked down the left side of his face.

Albeit, Viktor was glad that he was alive, and this was not entirely fatal on its own…but…Viktor looks at the student responsible, who was just recovering from being tossed harshly. Angellica gets up on fours, her dirty blonde hair covering her face.

“Do you mind explaining what that was, you little bitch!? Just wait until the headteacher hears of this. You might as well stay in detention forever with the little stunt you pulled, you-”

Viktor cut himself off as Angellica raised her head, eyes visible.

Red.

Viktor chokes on the air in his throat. That was not any normal shade of red. That red, such unhinged anger, a bloodlust mixed with a vengeful vermillion. The sin of wrath as it tears the flesh of the unfortunate, the poisonous vines of invasive ivy slowly paralyzing, slowly killing all in its path.

That cursed red…

Before Viktor could finish his terrified thought, Angellica launches herself like a rabid animal towards Viktor, intent to kill him. Viktor, for his own survival, successfully dodges and causes Angellica to bash her head against the chalkboard, resulting in a mild stun. Seizing the opportunity, Viktor makes a break for the mechanical door, it opening much slower than he would have liked. He runs out of the room and jumps to his right, turning and making a break for Corpus B, where Laura’s office can be found.

Angellica had recovered from her head injury long ago, but simply decided to let Viktor escape. After all, where’s the fun in tearing apart your prey so easily? It’s more fun when your victims are scared!

With that, Angellica lets a guttural, disturbed, and perverted laugh from a body that was no longer her own.

This will be very fun, won’t it?

[jongtamdee]

Advanced education but cake