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 Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 7:51 pm
  “Damnation seize my soul if I give you quarters, or take any from you” – Edward “Blackbeard” Teach “In an honest service there is thin commons, low wages, and hard labor; in this, plenty and satiety, pleasure and ease, liberty and power; and who would not balance creditor on this side, when all the hazard that is run for it, at worst, is only a sour look or two at choking. No, a merry life and a short one, shall be my motto.” – Bartholomew “Black Bart” Roberts Super High School Level Pirate – Gan “Shark of the East” Zhao Zhao let out a small sigh as he waited, he may have seemed calm but at the moment his instincts were on alert. He didn't like this kind of situation, who had taken him and other students and put them into this kind of situation? What did that person have to gain from something like this? It also unnerved him that he could be placed into such a situation, given that countries the world over hadn't been able to catch him and yet now he was stuck in this kind of situation. The crew would never let him hear the end of it once he found a way out. As the Rock Star answered his question he nodded, " Well I'd imagine that anyone with a Super High School Level talent would have some personality quirks." he responded, a light chuckle escaping him. At her question he blinked before shaking his head, " Sorry, I just got up and I haven't seen a guitar of any kind in this room... Though I'm also missing some items of mine as well. Might be the same case with the other students. Man, this is shaping up to be one big headache." he answered, tone a bit apologetic that he didn't have anything to give her. When Matthew brought up the entrance ceremony he blinked once more before thinking on the idea, " Well it will give us a chance to meet with the other students here and maybe get more of an idea on what's going on... How much time do we have until it starts?" he replied, tone calm as he then turned to Blue considering that asking someone blind for the time would be kind of... foolish on his part to put it mildly. “Yes I do heartily repent. I repent that I had not done more mischief; and that we did not cut the throats of them that took us, and I am extremely sorry that you aren’t hanged as well as we.” – Anonymous Pirate “Heaven, you fool? Did you ever hear of any pirate going tither? Give me hell, it’s a merrier place: I’ll give Roberts a salute of 13 guns at the entrance.” – Thomas Sutton 
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Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2013 9:45 pm
  Super High School Level Punk Rocker "It just started actually...." She stated as she cringed at the amount of people entering the hall. She hated the fact that she had to partake in being a part of a large group of people and practically had a nervous breakdown from even attending it. "It's a waste of time and it isn't mandatory for you to attend." She was telling the truth as she had sauntered over to the desk and sat down, laying her head on the desk as she had recalled the crowd gathering into one place, there were turrets prepared to shoot should anyone attempt to leave the school. "It's like a ******** concentration camp...." she hissed. "They set borders that tell us the extent of our freedom and they trap us like rats to keep us contained." She was agitated now. She had lived her life wishing for freedom, yet this bullshit was like dangling food before the face of a starving dog and then yanking it away. She dug her nails into the desk as she gritted her teeth. She huffed as she then fought the urge to bash everything to pieces. "The only place that I would say was worse than this s**t was if all of us were in 1970's russia." Any questions?Location: Classroom A-1 
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 3:57 pm
     ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ Ȼћɇӷɇɬɬɇ ȽɸʉӷɇɴȼɇȺ Start Location: Classroom 1-A "Hate to burst your bubble, but the orientation thing is mandatory." A tall woman with tan skin and long, ark hair came waking into the room. She stood in the door way and looked around.Three people-- as she had guessed. Let's see, there was a sulky young woman, a purple haired boy who seemed to be facing the wrong direction, and-- oh, hell. It might have been years since she lived in Fakarava, but she had heard enough about this guy from people she still kept in touch with to recognize him. Gan Zhoa. He may have never interfered with her business in her home country, but that didn't mean that no one related to her suppliers weren't affected by him. Still, she showed no emotion and kept her usual bored, stoic expression in place.
She leaned against the door frame, more or less blocking the door as she took her hands from her pockets and crossed them below her bust line. "There's seven people waiting for all of us in the entrance way. According to archer boy, there is a total of fifteen students. That means I'm stuck trying to find the last four once you three get over there, so can we get this show on the road? We can a do our happy, fun-time intros once everyone else is gathered in the entrance way."
She took one more look to the purple-haired boy and gave a slightly concerned look. Something was off about him. She stood and walked over, but not without tripping slightly over some metallic rod thing. She paused and crouched to get it when something clicked. "Oh, I see." She went to the DJ and took one of his hands into one of her own strong and warm hands and placed the walking can into his hand. "Try not to lose this, 'kay? It would be a shame to let some blind kid get hurt simply because the rest of us didn't try helping out out some." Now that she had a better view of this kid, he seemed a tad familiar, too. Well, only time would tell.
She turned to the other two, leaving Mathews to his own devices for the time being. "Well, everyone else ready? Before anyone asks, no-- I have not seen any missing items. Just as I assume none of you have found a set of kitchen knives or a pack of cigarettes laying around." End Location: Classroom 1-A ѺѺȻ :: ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 4:54 pm
Location: Classroom 1-A
Status: Thinking
 Mathew heard another female voice this one seemed to be a bit more mature then Blues voice. This time the D.J was getting use to people just randomly appearing. As the women spoke The blind D.J took note of how this women seemed to be a bit more aggressive then Blue was. Within his head Mathew would link colors that he could remember with each persons voice.
Zhoa voice was the color blue while Blues voice was a dark purple. Then the new female's voice was a mature lavender. These colors that Mathew would imagine always gave him a wonderful show. If two people would argue the colors would swirl around as if in rage while calm colors would act as calm waves. When the D.J felt another hand he became a bit startled, "GAH! What the?" Mathew went silent when he felt his old walking can be placed in hand. The purple haired man smiled and began to walk towards the door, "thanks for finding it Ms." Mathew said as he walked out to the always..
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Posted: Thu Oct 17, 2013 2:35 am
Super High School Level Punk Rocker Atleast someone got their thing back... she noted as she stood up and gave the darker skinned woman a challenging glance. She wasn't fond of the idea of certain amounts of people gathering into one place. She wouldn't be able to breath, she wouldn't be able to handle it as well as she would show on stage. She could feel her breaths grow shorter as she felt her head grow light and her vision blur. Her stomach turned as she did her best to calm down. She was freaking out again, having a panic attack as she gripped the edges of the desk."Mandatory huh....?" She choked as she tried to breath well enough to stand. "Sounds like some sort of military facility...." Of course this was her way of dealing with things, cracking wise and making a joke about matters. The moment she rose to her feet she felt herself collapse and felt everything spill out of her stomach, leaving a foul taste in her mouth.Her eyes glazed over as she panted and gasped for air, trying her best to breath properly and struggling to stop. She didn't want to have to live with this for the rest of the year, she didn't want to have to beg whatever god there was for dear life to allow her the strength to get up and live as she usually would, and the fact that she had to go to orientation the way she did was too much pressure for her to handle. For once in a long time she was beginning to miss her eldest brother, despite his...problems. Any questions?Location: Classroom A-1
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Posted: Sat Oct 19, 2013 1:29 am
“Damnation seize my soul if I give you quarters, or take any from you” – Edward “Blackbeard” Teach “In an honest service there is thin commons, low wages, and hard labor; in this, plenty and satiety, pleasure and ease, liberty and power; and who would not balance creditor on this side, when all the hazard that is run for it, at worst, is only a sour look or two at choking. No, a merry life and a short one, shall be my motto.” – Bartholomew “Black Bart” Roberts Super High School Level Pirate – Gan “Shark of the East” Zhao Gan Zhao frowned lightly at Blue's reply to him, her overall demeanor was making it clear that she wasn't one for crowds. Yet it would be important to meet the other students, his time as a pirate allowed him to understand that the best crew is the one that understands one another and can work with each other. Even just one person working against the rest could spell disaster. However his thoughts were disrupted by the arrival of another new face who noted that the orientation was mandatory. This new arrival had an air of cool confidence as she continued to explain some things. " Fifteen eh... Well idle time is wasted time as they say. Need any help finding the last four or-" he answered before a new event caught him off guard. His eyes widened as Blue collapsed and seemed to show what she had eaten earlier. Without another thought he knelt next to her, this was one of those rare days he was glad to have dealt with vomiting before on his ship, " Hey, I'm here to help, try to clear your head to help take deep breaths." he tried to keep his tone reassuring. He quickly turned back to the other woman, " If I may ask do you think you can get her walking and taking deep breaths? I'm going to go look for cleaning supplies and a bucket. he questioned. Things were taking an interesting turn and so far not for the better. Location: Classroom 1-A “Yes I do heartily repent. I repent that I had not done more mischief; and that we did not cut the throats of them that took us, and I am extremely sorry that you aren’t hanged as well as we.” – Anonymous Pirate “Heaven, you fool? Did you ever hear of any pirate going tither? Give me hell, it’s a merrier place: I’ll give Roberts a salute of 13 guns at the entrance.” – Thomas Sutton [OOC: I imagine Gan Zhao has had to deal with nausea before on the open seas and might anyone know if what he's saying might actually help with vomiting? I don't want to say anything uninformed.]
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