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 Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 4:16 am
 There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
Junior realizing the student was Alfred. "I'm only looking for students that are trying to ditch class." he explained. Catching that familar scent reminded him a bit of his youth. He enjoyed the casual cigar but hadn't smoked a cigeret since his late teen years. "I didn't know you smoked." I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 9:34 am
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever*   "Yah..."
He sighed a bit. And took a last puff off it.
"I can't remeber how I started, but it some how relaxes me. So I mostly only smoke when I'm stressed or outa school."
He smiled and put the cig butt in a little container insted of throwing it on the ground. Once his hands where free he jumpped threw the window back into the bulding.
"I'm goin' to class now thow."
He took out a little thing of hand sanitizer to help get rid of the smell of the cigeret from his hands.
"Witch one was it again? And why are you still in the halls?"
He had actualy been expecting to be scolded by the blond, but know he could get out of any punisment Arthur tryed to give him.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 10:16 am
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
Junior Not that the englishman expected the american to never have stressful moments, it was the fact that Alfred didn't show he was stressed much. Arthur was tempted to ask for a cigarette since this morning had been stressful and he was going to have to deal with it for the rest of the school year, but decided against it. Arthur raised his brow at the hand sanitizer as to say 'You actually carry that around with you?' but said nothing about it. "We're currently in science.""Like I said, I'm looking for students that aren't in class like they should be." He left out the fact half of the juniors were missing, figuring Al might think it was okay to skip class if everyone is doing it too. "I wont write you up today, but starting tomorrow, you better be in class." He followed his roommate, keeping an eye out for the others. The only other places they could be were off campus and the dorms. The brit was sure he didn't want to know what the students are doing IF they are at the dorms. He was going to have to figure out something with Ludwig on the issue. I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 10:39 am
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever* "Still? Figered eveyone should be in class by now."
He was still rubbing his hands together even thow the sanitizer had alredy vanished into his skin.
"Arthur why are we at this school again?"
His voice held a strange and sutle note of sadness. He of corse was just thinking of Mattie. If he wasn't there Mattie wouldnt have to worry about what he thought. He could do what he wanted, Alfred was slowly starting to relize how over baring he must seem, but he couldn't help it. He had a stronge desier to keep thoes dear to him safe. And right now the dearist to him was his Canadian brother. The fact that he was shy and timid only made him worry more. Even thow some people seemed to look right throw him. He fiddled with the lighter in his poket as he walked to the class room.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:17 am
And without waiting for a replie Alfred smiled brightly at Arthur.
"Race ya back!"
And he took of to class, laughing as he did so.
An amazing feet seeing as he smoked.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:19 am
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
Junior" he sighed. "Honestly I'm not sure myself. I suspect its to learn and get to know the other countries better." He could sense the tone in Al's voice. It bothered Arthur that his roommate looked like he had just lost his best friend. He used to smile all the time as a child. Even if he is annoying at times, his smiles could brighten the darkest clouds. Or at least that what the englishman thought. I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:22 am
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
JuniorArthur had just remembered his promise about the ice cream. And just like that, without any warning, Alfred came back to normal before the brit could react. "Alfred, you WANKER! No Running in the HALLS!" Regardless of what he just said, Arthur ran after him to class. I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food (==_==;; )
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 11:36 am
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever* "Can't catch me, OLD man!"
Al seemed to not hear Arthur as he continued to run almost passing the sience lab, trying to stop so sudenly almost mad him fall but he kept his balence as he skided bast the door then quickly went in, laughing and panting... (TBC in the class)
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 3:55 am
Gilbert Beilschmidt YO YO ALL YOU SUCKER COUNTRIES AIN’T GOT NOTHIN’ ON ME FROM MY BIRD TO MY CROSS YOU CAN’T TOUCH GILBERT B. I’M PRUSSIAN—DEAD IS INFERRED, BUT FORGET WHAT YOU HEARD! I’M LIKE OLD FRITZ (but he was the second, not third) SH-SH-SH-SHAKEN, NOT STIRRED, I’M GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT THE ‘D’ IS SILENT WHEN I SNEAK IN YOUR DOOR MAKING LOVE TO YOUR WOMAN ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR I DON’T PLAY IT LIKE FRANCIS—YOU’LL KNOW IT WAS ME ’CAUSE THE NEXT TIME YOU SEE HER, SHE’LL BE LIKE, "OOH, GILBERT B!"
Schedules, order, rules.
Ludwig was really into that, but as the elder and more awe-inspiring of the two, Gilbert was bound to disrespect authority and never take an order. He cast aside his schedule and did just that.
The halls weren’t really an exciting place to be in the first place, let alone when classes were in session. There was the occasional time he could grab someone’s rear (particularly Antonio’s—who cares if they’re best bros, man has a nice a**) and get away with it, but other than that it was all in all pretty dull. Gilbert briefly wondered if it would be wrong if he gave Gilbird’s tail feathers a tiny squeeze to compensate.
He slowly slid down the cold, painted-white-cinder-block wall, running a hand through his hair and mussing it up even further than it already was before the bird perched seemingly eternal on his head hopped onto his hand. The little thing was almost a perfect sphere. He might’ve been curious about how it came into being, or how it sustained its own life (God help the poor critter if he was supposed to take care of it), were he the thinking type, but, you see, he wasn’t. He was the type to do, then reconsider his actions briefly, then dig himself into a deeper hole, and repeat until he was reasonably satisfied with his ********.
Now, he loved Gilbird dearly, and did his best to feed him every day and pet him and give him an ego trip if possible—to go a day without one was a completely foreign concept to him. But he wasn’t exactly the best pet owner, and generally tried feeding it a gloppy and likely unpalatable mixture of sausages, raw or boiled potatoes, moistened with plenty of beer, and chucked in a blender.
It was utterly beyond him why the little yellow ball of poor culinary tastes refused the food.
He decided not to follow through with the intended sort-of-bestiality, rather just petting him (or her, Gilbert wasn’t entirely sure, nor did he know how to check, nor did he really want to) and replacing him (her?) on his head.
“Y’know, little buddy, I’m pretty hot. And I’m not talking kinda hot. I’m talking hotter-than-the-sun, chick magnet, really super hot, hot.”
The way the bird was silent and unmoving could only mean agreement.
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Try to chill a little bit, though, and don’t look at me directly, the sexy is oozing out of me and it might be sorta blinding. Like, as blinding as that Polish kid’s gay-ness. That blinding. No, even more blinding than that.”
He crossed his legs. Gilbird stirred. It was a sign, he was certain of it. He was definitely saying ‘Wow, Gilbert, you’re so cool. How’d you get so cool?’
“You’d think people would be a bit more curious about that, but they’re just not. That’s a shame. ‘Cause the truth is, I was born this way.”
Born that way?
“Ja, that’s right.”
What?
“Yep.”
How were you born that way?
“Well, I’ll tell you how. See, I wasn’t just born. No, I wasn’t born through sex. Too mundane. Not even that kinky stuff Ludwig’s into. Nope. Not even that. See, one day, I just poofed into existence. I was just there. Nobody knew how or why, but I was there and I was like, Snow White or something, ‘cause I could hear the wind. The wind spoke to me. It said, ‘Wow, Gilbert, you’re so cool, everyone wants to be like you! Whooooooooooooooooooshhhhhhhh.’ So, I went into the forest, ‘cause that’s what real men do. They get raised by animals in the forest. What about that isn’t dripping with testosterone? So I said hi to this rabbit. And it flipped out, it was all like, ‘OH, BUT MR. BEILSCHMIDT, I AM NOT WORTHY TO LOOK UPON YOUR AWESOME!’ So I said, ‘Shhh, you aren’t, but it’s okay.’ And then I raised the entire ******** forest and taught them how to raise burly men. Awesome, yeah?”
There was that stillness, that silence… Again, that could only mean one thing—that he was completely, undeniably, irrevocably, and entirely right. As usual.
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just a placeholder to put Gilbert somewhere until my Prumuse decides to rise from the dead.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 9:56 am
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
JuniorArthur went back into his normal position in the hallways as everyone exchanged classes. The freshman and junior clases are switching their math and science class. So did the englishman's eyes deceive him for the second time when he saw someone short with blond hair and eyebrows that matched his own? I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 5:57 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*  Maureen slowed her pace as she passed Arthur in the hall.
"I did it for the sake of my sanity."
She said quietly, refering to her calming Alfred down in the last class.
"But I sugest you find... his brother was it? Soon... I don't want people getting the wrong idea. I have to mantain contact for the spell to work."
She blushed a little. And then contuned on to her class.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 6:11 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
Junior he joked. "Nonetheless, thank you for your help. I'll look for Mathew soon as possible."I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 6:28 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior* She crossed her arms and sighed, and nodded to egnolage Arthers words. Seeing how close Alfred was to his brother reminded her of how her and Arthur ust to be so long ago. They wernt blood related but you never would have known it back then.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 6:48 pm
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever* After the bell to signal the end of fifth period Alfred dashed out in to the hall to find Arthur.
"Arthur!"
He called Arther frantically, he could be fast when he wanted.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 7:03 pm
There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
JuniorArthur sighed. He had completely missed 5th period in order to fulfill his school committee duties. Where the bloody hell is that canadian?"Blast it!" he gritted hearing his name, not waiting to face Alfred at the moment and headed the other direction like he didn't hear. I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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