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 Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:20 am
Rolling her eyes at the indecisive answers, America leaned closer and murmured, "Shoulda just gone with daddy issues or I eat my feelings or somethin. Now folks are gonna fill in the blank with all sorts of obnoxious s**t." She was already making a list.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:25 am
" I eat my feelings," he echoed, as flatly as he could in a murmur. The point was obvious. "Tell me again about obnoxious s**t."
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:31 am
Dakota took the next staff next, after writing on his card.
"Name's Dakota Rainstar...and s**t..." He looked around, "My emotional weakness is believing in friends." A pointed stare at Harrison and Rep, "Or former friends."
It was thrust to the next person.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:38 am
"Golly, they must taste somethin awful," America returned helpfully. "Now what's a word for always avoiding straight answers?" Dakota got a squint, "Sounds like he's over that problem, gotta say."
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 9:48 am
"Equivocate," he suggested automatically. "Or prevaricate, maybe, but equivocate seems more applicable." He followed Dakota's line of sight over to Rep and Harrison, and decided he liked Dakota quite a bit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:18 am
The staff came towards Peyton and she hesitated before taking it. Like it was some poisonous snake that might bite her if she touched it. It didn't, though she almost wished it would have. A snake bite might have gotten out of this ordeal.
A flat glance was directed at Taym and his perceived greatest weakness, and she rolled her eyes before introducing herself. "I'm Peyton Creedy." A pause as she contemplated. "And my greatest weakness is that I put too much faith, or trust, into people I don't know."
The staff was held out at random for whoever else needed it still.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:25 am
Peyton's answer had him going quiet again, guilt gnawing on the edges of his irritation. He folded his arms over his ribs and deepened his slouch, eyes stubbornly refusing to rest on anyone's face.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:29 am
Nevada smiled as the stick made it's way over to her and Otto.
"My name is Nevada Burns, and my emotional weakness...." Her brow furrowed, "Is that I am very much dependent on others." Her gaze didn't meet Stormy, nor would it meet Alaska had the sun hunter been here.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:35 am
Looking decidedly grouchy, Peyton slouched down on the arm of the chair she was perched on, legs drawing up to tuck heels up on the end, and arms folded.
A glance was spared for Rin, having not exactly gotten to finish introductions before things had gotten started, but she'd announced her name to the room at large, so that took care of that, right? Honestly, from what she'd seen of the other girl on twitter, she wasn't really sure how well they would get along anyways.
After the single flat stare, Taym and America were pointedly ignored.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:50 am
When the staff was thrust in his general direction, Noah dithered a moment before accepting it. Too many people looking at him. "My, my name is Noah Andersen," he said, and was immediately embarrassed at how squeaky his voice came out. "And I, uh, I don't know how to talk to new people." He shoved the staff hastily at someone else and scooted down in his chair.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:07 am
When the staff finally made it to her, she actually has to stop and think about her decision for a moment. She had a few flaws, but the biggest question...what was her greatest one?
She was well aware that she had a temper, something that she truly wondered why Bix or any of her friends put up with. She was also claustrophobic, which sometimes was a hindrance more than a help. Ceres also had major attachment issues, a worry about growing too close to people. Though as she was thinking, another thought came to mind. Something that caused her eyes to flick over a few faces in the crowd, but linger a little more on Gale. It caused her to grip the staff a little tighter.
"My name is Ceres, Moon Division, and my greatest emotional weakness is my impulsiveness." She had been known to toss herself into the fire more than once for those she cared about. She did not even need to think about it, it was a automatic reaction that sometimes had grave consequences. While being protective is a good Moon trait, a dead Moon is a ineffective moon.
She passed the stick on.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:08 am
Rin now had the dastardly staff. She scowled at it. Considered it a moment.
"My name is Rin Alder," she finally confessed, "and I tolerate my boyfriend being a selfish unapologetic twit far too much." She squinted at a few friends, mentally adding 'and he's not the only one', before passing the staff and it's curse off to some unfortunate soul next.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:37 am
((Sorry! Used wrong post format))
Melvin's eyes shot wide as he just looked at Rin from where he say, not believing she just brought out a bit if their personal issues into the public sphere. He didn't even talk to any if these people on a everyday, coffee-break basis, and said far little about himself to his close friends. And then here was Rin deciding she wanted to announce a fight between them for all to see.
That was not cool by any means, and he didn't care who the hell you were, but you did not bring out your personal life, HIS personal life to be judged by others.
He had plans to be actually a bit honest with his weakness. A lot of people had pointed out that he asked too many questions and gave little back, and with the habit of everyone being too sarcastic with their responses, he felt that if too much was done then that extra hour they had to pay for would be enforced. He did not want to pay for this class.
Unfortunately, Rin made him change his mind as he took the staff from her and made sure to glare daggers that said that there would be a fight later, just not here.
He looked at the staff with distaste, disgusted by the giant, plastic spider. He couldn't count how many times people had out fake spiders on his person or things when growing up and had given him a heart attack.
"My name is Melvin Wood." He paused, half expecting this to follow like a AA meeting where everyone went 'hello Melvin' back. (A AA meeting would have been more useful on this island than this class.) "And I'm not a god damn mind reader and that makes overly-sensitive people b***h." He said to the group, not even looking at Rin. He handed the staff off.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:04 pm
Damn! Mark sure had a good grip on that table. Trying to pull him any further would result in two things: a) the whole table would collapse, or b) his boxers would slip off. Now, she was all for humiliating Mark further, but she didn't exactly want to be introduced to Mark Jr.
As the staff came around to her, Kat wrinkled her nose at the object, looking it over with little interest. "Kat Taylor, my weakness is having my coffee taken from me by impudent little worms." That said, she thumped Mark on the head with the staff, tossed the staff to the next person, and sat on the Death assistant. Fine, she was stuck here, but then he was as well.
Seriously though, why was she here for this?
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:17 pm
Forms handed out, Oz sat cross-legged next to the cassette player, took out the attendance form, and began to mark everyone as absent while channeling the darkest, deepest feelings of sorrow and mire.
"Watch the staff," reprimanded Zoe, who was currently seated one ear pressed against the table, "Your grubby human hands will break it and it cost us thirteen dollars and eighty-one cents." Pause. "And your soul."
Mark while Kat had been talking had turned a good portion of the lopsided tablecloth into a Jedi outfit, Allan was still playing Animal Crossing, and Caelius polishing a Runic screwdriver while doing his usual brooding but mostly angry stare somewhat thoughtfully towards Lance's general direction. This continued on for a bit as people talked about their greatest weaknesses being their inability to talk about their greatest weaknesses when the Sun lead was finally passed the staff.
He took it, looked very excited, and then paused. And then looked very excited again as he raised it in the air. "BANKAI STAFF SUMMONER FIVE THOUSAND!"
Silence.
"And your name," said Zoe, planting her face into the table to avoid further embarrassment, or at least looking at it.
Allan proudly said his name and spelled it out, just to make sure (he included the japanese suffix) and then shook it in front of Caelius. And continued shaking it.
The Death lead grabbed the offending object. "If this ******** excuse for a meeting doesn't end in the next five ******** min-"
- "Next!"" Shouted Zoe hastily.
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