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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:18 pm
[[ So, my guy's gonna disappear for a bit. Don't worry, I have a plan. wink ]]
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:23 pm
The New Girl
Tristan Marie Uxray
Tristan, by some mistake, found her next class; Choir. She smiled as she walked into the room and sat behind the piano. It was the pits that she beat the teacher, but she didn't care. She started playing some notes, then a full song. She figured it was a good place to hide.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:23 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick 
[awww oki]
Rose chuckled as he pulled her close in a hug, then let her go. She rolled her eyes and patted his cheek." i'm not so easy to real in Wes.... you should know i'm still not yours but for this dance "S he winked and walked towards the library. She had the rest of the day off and was bored as she looked through some poetry she had read many times.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:29 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
Wes watched Rose go and was left alone in the hall. He had hit the Jackpot! The young man needed to talk to his best friend about it right then, He took out his phone and called Zeke hoping he's pick up.
"Come on Z Man! Pick up the phone. Pick it up. Pick up the phone and open it then hold it to your ear. Pick Pick Pick Up Up Up The the the phone phone phone!"
Wes almost never acted very adult... He was childish by nature. And his nature was to share all of his best times with Z.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:35 pm
The New Girl
Tristan Marie Uxray
Tristan walked back to the cafeteria, without getting lost once! She saw Wes still standing outside.
"Little excited Wes?" she asked nonchalantly. "I didn't realize you liked Rose that much."
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:36 pm
 TheLemmings
[[ I got bored, so I'm doing it early. ]]
Kids were heard running through the halls shouting.
"It's Zeke! Zeke!" could be heard through the halls from everywhere. The source of the commotion seemed to be the cafeteria. Kids from all over the school were flocking to the source, making an impenetrable wall, even for the most feared students and teachers. One's only hope for being able see what was going on was to be able to look over the crowd. It seemed as if the whole school was present, staff included.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:39 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Rose heard some rumors and flowed through the halls unable to hear what was happening.She finally caught up with Trist and Wes."w hat's Zeke doing, i swear if he does something stupid because i asked you and never thought he was serious, it's not my fault "
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:42 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
Wes shut his phone when he heard the sounds of a wild crowd and his friend's name. He Turned tail and ran for the cafeteria at once totally ignoring the new girl, This was a brotherly bond that was being strained. He had to get though that crowd. The boy shoved his way into the cafeteria and struggled to get though the crowd. He still wasn't sure what was going on though, If Z was pulling a stunt without him he would be pissed!
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:52 pm
 TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
[[Time for drunk Zeke!]]
A drunk Zeke stood in the center of the ring, although few would be able to tell. He was only slightly swaying, and his eyes were only slightly more glazed-over than usual. He stood before the enormous football linebacker, who was glowering down at him. A small blonde thing who was semi-nude was sitting off to the side, looking in horror between the two.
"Hey dude," Zeke slurred, "I didn't know she was taken. I was just asking random girls for a lay, and she said yes. I didn't know she was yours, man..."
"So you're calling my girl a slut?!" the behemoth shouted. Zeke paused and that dangerous mouth started spouting off again.
"No," he denied, "From the things she was saying for me to do to her, I'd call her a whore."
Zeke then raised a hand to his mouth, trying to whisper but instead just being louder.
"She wanted it in the pooper!" he practically yelled.
Oh lookey, a fist, Zeke thought as he was sent through the air. For the next five minutes, Zeke was subjected to a brutal beating, yet he somehow managed to keep getting on his feet. At the end of the five minutes, he was bloody, beaten, and torn. But the big guy was just plain exhausted.
"What?" Zeke asked incredulously, "Is that all you got? Ninny?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 9:59 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
When Wes finally made it though the crowd he found himself looking at a fight. Zeke was getting the crap beat out of him by a football guy. He didn't note that Z was drunk, or the exposed blonde near by, only that the guy was punching his Brother. Wes came out of seemingly no where and threw his fist at the boy's face. It hit, he hadn't seen it coming. But what anyone had neglected to tell Wes was that punching someone's face...Hurt! And they punch back...Much harder than you can. So much for a rescue mission. Wes crumpled like a dry leaf. Holding his face. That would leave a bruise... His poor face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:00 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Rose looked between the line backer, big, strong, not the smartest person to fight; the blond slut, and then Zeke. She groaned as he moved to deserve it and shook her head." Zeke ! Shut up ! "S he yelled, her eyes shot to Wes, they clearly said in her look help your friend,don't do that again. She stomped over trying to pull the line backer down, to talk to him and show him he didn't need this when he was up for a football scholarship. This is where it went wrong.
" You little b***h !!! " The blond had since dressed herself and thought that rose was going after her boy. She got to rose and took a fistfull of her hair and yanked her to the floor. A cat fight had begun.
" Don't Call me a b***h !! "S he yelled back adn they were a mass of kicking, nail clawing, hairpulling, and blood as rose broke the girls nose trying to subdue her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:05 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke blinked when he saw Wes attempt a rescue. He pointed and laughed, only to be interrupted by being forced to spiral through the air. As Zeke stumbled to his feet, he looked around, seeing Rose being attacked by the slut.
"Dude, you might wanna stop your whore before she gets f-" Zeke started, before getting interrupted by another fist. Zeke just stumbled around, noticing the punches getting weaker. Summoning his drunken power, Zeke let out a war cry, plowing into the linebacker. Didn't work as well as he thought, but it was effective, if only because he missed his stomach and head-butted him in the crotch.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:12 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
Wes had gotten back to his feet and just in time to see the football guy get crotch shot-ed by Z's head He couldn't help but laugh and jumped to help him. the young man threw another punch at the linebacker's head...Ouch... It hit but his knuckles felt like they were on fire.
"Zzzz! What the hell?"
Wes complained and stepped back to line up another hit at the guy while he was holding his junk. He could feel his eye socket swelling up as he spoke. Black eyes were not a look he could pull off. He got in close to the man trying to use an uppercut, put his head got hit with a massive fist and he was sent flying again... but this time his jaw had been hit. The young man sat up and put a hand to his jaw... It Hurt... Why did Z do something so Dumb?!
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:17 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke was in his territory now. He was a ground fighter, not a boxer. He quickly sat on top of the linebacker, kneeling on his chest, and began wailing on his head. While yes, granted he didn't do much damage per hit, he was hitting fast, so the damage was accumulating. He was smacked off of the linebacker, his hand seemingly the size of Zeke's entire head. Zeke was daze, which was apparently enough time for the linebacker to do the same to Zeke: he put a knee on his chest and began punching. He was really getting tired now, though, and Zeke just didn't seem like he could ever stop. Sometimes, he swore he was Irish.
"Is. That. All. You. GOT?!" Zeke yelled out between blows, blood starting to cascade from his head.
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Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2010 10:17 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick The girls continued to roll around, Rose now had cuts all down her arms that were bleeding from the blonds nails, she finally rolled them so that she was sitting on the now crying and bleeding girls back.s he panted and had her pinned, givingup on the boys. if they beat each other into oblivion she could find a new date probably. A teacher came and escorted the girls towards the main office.S he yelled at this point." ZEKE !! WES !! YOU NUMBSKULLS JUST STOP FIGHTING ! "
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