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 Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 1:00 pm
 It was a monday, how could anyone like mondays, you where back in lessons it sucked so much! Alease hated most of her lessons, she hated school. However she was one of those that would try her best never the less and even though her grades where not amazing (besides in music) she has a steady average across the board. She sighed and sat down in her science class. Her face turning white. THEY WHERE CUTTING UP FROGS OH FOR THE LOVE OF!! she felt herself die inside. She went pale FROGS! CUTE LITTLE FROGS! Then she noticed something else... the partners list. Alease & Frankie. Her head turned looking for her, was that not the purple haired girl... she was sure it was.... oh god she was with someone she did not even talk to. BIG WOOP! she never talked to anyone. Urgh she should have stayed in bed... ... frogs!
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 1:22 pm
 Science class was boring, and Frankie had already been admonished, twice, by the teacher for speaking out of turn. She couldn't help it, she had so many questions, but as soon as the teacher announced what they were to work on, her eyes began to shine.
"Frogsssss..." Frankie breathed reverently, her excitement brimming over, her pupils dilating. Spotting Alease, her assigned partner (pierced chick, badass) Frankie hurriedly scooted her tall, rusty stool over to Alease's side, dragging the metal across the floor with a painful skee skree.
The teacher was already handing out frogs pinned to those weird froggy cutting boards, that black s**t that was sort of gummy and gross. Their frog pan hit the metal of their shared desk-- laboratory slab, ahem-- and Frankie leaned over the tray with glee, her finger's twitching.
"I'm calling her Bella, ok?" Frankie picked up the scalpel.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 2:53 pm
Alease's eyes went white and huge as the blur was soon by her side and soon with point sharp item in hands. She could feel her very soul come out of her nose. However Frankie's words came and brought her back into her normal state. She looked at the poor frog. She like all living things. So this was awful... at the same time she was curious... to see what was inside. NO! NO! THAT WAS MADNESS! she was not that sick... who was she kidding she put holes in herself for fun...
"Nice name... you sure its a girl though...?"
She asked feeling a little sick... but curious. Well it looked like Frankie was more than eager to get in and carve it up. So she would watch. Good thing she was near the sink. The smell was already enough to make her fall up. She rubbed the back of her head, only looking at the frog from the corner of her eye.
"Then again... I dont think I want to watch you find out..."
She stated with a VERY nervous chuckle. She was no good with conversation.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 3:43 pm
Frankie did her best not to cackle merrily. Last time she cackled with a pointy object in her hand, she was taken away for "medical observations". It was boring, and she was left without her wall of Edward, and that was very sad :<
"Oh its ttly a girl man, you can tell by her like, soft skin and stuff. The sheen of it, right?" Frankie tapped the scalpel against her cheek, pondering her first move.
"Best to go slowly, am i right? We want to make sure we do this really thoroughly. You have the sheet with the steps right?"
Frankie poised the scalpel above the frogs lily white belly and sort of poked it, pondering.
"Oh sorry man, totally rude here, wanna give it a go?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:31 am
Alease watched her, man she was scary with a pointy object. She could imagine her being a killer... then again that might just be Alease's fear of things that can cut you. Her worst nightmare was falling from a plane into a knife factory for some reason. Then she was it touch the frog her eyes widening.
"I guess so *gulp* sorry bella. NO!... I mean you give it a go first... I am a bit squeamish and well... it looks.... ew. Yeah do slow or blood qill get all over your uniform... thats if frogs have blood... haha... I guess we will find out."
She muttered on nervously. Half because she was talking to someone new half that she did not really want to do this. Although I guess she was okay with watching Frankie do it. She stepped back slightly and started to pear over the purple haired girls shoulder. One eye on the scalpel... one on the frog....
.... poor frog....
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 12:54 pm
Poor frog was right, poor Alease too. If Frankie had been anyone else, she would have cooed at Alease and told her that everything would be ok, and that it really wasn't that scary, they were already dead and bred for this purpose.
But this was Frankie, and the Frankie happily noted that yes, she was given permission to be the Mad Scientist in this experiment. She also noted that the teacher was ignoring her for the time being. This teacher had probably not run in to Frankie yet. This teacher had probably never assigned them anything that had pointy and sharp instruments thrust at her and told, "have at it."
Frankie's hands were nimble as she made the first incision, by the book, straight down the sternum and to the pelvic area. Muttering to herself, Frankie pinned back the skin, and displayed the filleted frog to Alease proudly.
"Is it water on the knee? OPERATION! A whole bucket see? OPERATION! A charlie horse, its true! OPERATION. I'm the doctor for youuu."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 4:02 pm
Alease looked at the frog, she thought she could handle it but her curiosity was drawing her to it, but as soon as she saw the inside of the frog that was it. She leant over the sink and started to spew. She could not help it, the smell was just eugh. With a slightly pale face she looked back over at her partner and blinked.
"Are you singing a song about that operation game?.. Man that was such a.. rainy day game." She stated trying to her her mind off of the open animal in front. She hated science and she has just made this the official reason why. How ever she could have had stranger partners than Frankie. Well stranger was probably not the word... at least she was making the experience slightly amusing.
"Just wondering... is this your first session and mangling a corpse? you seem quite good at it hehe..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:28 pm
Frankie started to remove the teeny tiny little organs, starting with the heart, and heading down slowly. Ever so slowly. She paid close attention as the girl puked-- always good to know which kids had the weak stomachs, could be useful later-- but didn't ask her if she felt ok or if she needed a mint. Frankie never carried mints anyways.
"No no no. Not gonna pin that on me, sweet cheeks, no one saw anything and if they did I shut them up," Frankie crowed jubilantly as yes indeed, this frog was indeed a female, "Hey, Leasey, baby, I think she could be preggors. What do you think?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 3:27 pm
"OH GOD NO! ANIMAL MURDER AND FORCED ANIMAL ABORTION AT THE SAME TIME, WHAT KIND OF SCHOOL IS THIS. poor little babies."
She sniffled and looked over, she was a little freaked out but at the same time this was fun. I mean Frankie was strange, hands up there is no other way to put it however at the same time. She was a laugh to be around... I mean even this awful situation was slightly comical, it just did not feel like it at the time.
"Do you... think they look like little frog babies yet? I mean tadpoles.... wanna see....?"
She asked peering over again, what the heck not like she had anything to throw up any more.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:50 am
Frankie was like stone, cool as a cucumber, and just regarded Alease with her regular, calm stare as the girl flipped her s**t.
"Hey hey hey, stop the accusations, don't rat me out," Frankie picked up the scalpel again and started poking bits of the frog, "besides, she's already dead. She's been in formaldehyde for like weeks. Maybe years. Too bad its toxic, it leaves your skin all pale and lovely, i put some in my makeup before and I looked so lovely but Celia had a cow. Know Celia? Course you do. "Arrr I have one leg and constant PMS ARRR" That Celia. Anyway."
Frankie took a deep breath. Frankie enjoyed talking to the detriment of her lungs.
"Anyway, Celia like totally took all my makeup away saying that my face was going to fall off. All I want to know is how she knew I was putting formaldehyde in my makeup the SNEAK. She's going to pay you know."
Frankie prodded Bella again, as if poking her may resurrect the pasty frog filleted on their table, "Sorry kewpie, I'm a liar. I totally suck at science I have no idea if that's a spleen or a liver. Its really good for me to know you know, for the future. You never know when you'll have to know the difference between a spleen and a liver."
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 3:49 pm
"Yeah I know her, I saw her in study hall not so long ago. I am afraid I do not talk to her much, she seems cool if not a little different."
She chuckled, she knew she looked a little... strange, however who in this school was not a little... odd? I mean even Alease was not the most normal person, she had her quirks like everyone else. I mean some people might think putting holes in your body for pleasure was a little strange.
"I dont think putting chemicals in your make-up is not the best. I am sure she was just looking out for your best interest after all... shes your fiend and friends look out for each other. right?"
She smiled before her eyes went a little wider as she looked at Bella and tilted her head to the side blinking.
"Hmm. I hope I dont get put in the situation where I would have to tell the difference. Unless I got captures by jigsaw and his ge just happened to be a high voltage version of operation!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 3:16 am
"Cool, Celia? Ho ho ho ho," Frankie's laugh should not be confused with Santa. Frankie was possibly the least like Santa that anyone could be, "That's hilarioussss. Celia probably thinks she's really cool, wearing all her pirate garb, trying to conceal the fact that she has leprosy and s**t. I SEE STRAIGHT THROUGH THAT."
Frankie started to remove what she had finally determined to be the spleen, and set it on the piece of foam that had been provided, skewering it with a sharp pin.
"Omg, friend? Celia is not my friend. Celia is like... Celia looks after me like Chuck Norris looks after people. A swift kick in the balls. She's like always banging on my door with the peg leg of hers, screaming "Frankie FRANKIEEEEE I know that you did such and such, set fire to so and so, pets have been disappearing and i BLAME YOU Frankie." She has such a pole up her a**."
Frankie laughed at Alease and took out the liver, ponderously looking at its pale colour as if she knew what ailed poor Bella before skewering it as well.
"God seriously Jigsaw is like, my homie."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 6:49 am
"I guess she is a little.... different however everyone in this school is a little odd. I mean we are all meant to be amazing at something and with genius comes a spark of madness... or with you maybe more than a spark... that's a question why where you accepted into the school Frankie. Whats your gift?"
She wondered, this was a good question I mean, she highly doubted it would be something as trivial as others. I mean even Alease had a very plain gift, playing the Piano? it was not really something that exciting, not on its own anyway.
"Hehe.... Jigsaw...." she commented, she had to there was nothing that creped her out more than those little dolls her used, however she was a huge fa of the films. She actually grabbed a pencil and started to take some notes. Half way through the lesson and she had not done one thing, maybe Frankie would like to copy these up later she seemed a little... busy at the moment.
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