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 Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 7:46 pm
Crap! Just realized I referred to the Headmaster as the Principal in the last post... oh well, least now everyone knows where the name came from, and they are basically synonymous.
Zander walked up to the short man with a manical smile on his face.
"80's pop culture reject, huh? Let this degenerate show you how HE does things.", promptly grabbing the two-foot-four authority figure by the underwear and hanging him, still kicking and screaming words that probably shouldn't get typed here for the safety of everyone's ears, on one of the door latches. He turned around and saw something that shocked him: the girl Princenemy was talking to, the one who Zander didn't get a good look at, was running away amidst the insuing chaos. Zander immediately recognized her.
"Summer?!" he shouted as he took off after her. He wanted to know what the heck had happened earlier.
By the way, where the heck is Green-Flame Angel, anyways? Playing a romance scene while holding the full deck is a little hard.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 9:15 pm
Conall grinned as the girl kept walking.
-"I wasn't going to destroy the place, I was just going to make some fun..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 9:24 pm
Sorry! I didn't mean to be off as long as I was. Honest.
Summer ran away- it was still too late! If anyone but the headmaster saw her like this it would ruin her life again! Especially Zander. The one person who was actually nice to her the whole time she was at Ramston- but was he really that way or was it the effects of that Code Purple thing on him?
"Summer! Wait!"
She ran faster. She rounded a corner and ran right into the Girls' bathroom. Thank god Zander couldn't follow her in there. Then the door creaked. Summer ducked into a stall hoping he could at least respect a girls' privacy to that extent.
"Summer? Are you in there?" she heard him say as he knocked on the stall's door.
"Yes I am Zander. Please don't come in!" she said praying under her breath he'd obey.
"Why not?" he said. What a pervert! Unless.... he really didn't know any better?
"Zander, do you know what I'm doing in here?" she asked.
"I don't know." then she heard him sniff. "Smoking?"
"Yes Zander. You could say I'm smoking." she said. "It's a bad habit of mine and I can't quit no matter how hard I try."
"Summer? Why do you keep running away from me?" Zander spoke up. 'Quick! Lie to him. Tell him something' she thought to herself.
"I. Well. I mean. I had the school lunch today. The burrito." she said.
"Oh. I suppose that explains why you're in the bathroom." he said back to her.
"Yes. Speaking of which could you please get out? A boy isn't supposed to be in the girls' bathroom."
"There are two different kinds of bathrooms here? How am I suppoed to tell them apart?" he said. 'Wow, this boy really IS dense' Summer thought.
"The Girls' bathroom is the one that has the blue person wearing the triangle on the door." she said, hoping he'd understand that much.
"Oh! Okay." he seemed to buy it. "Just let me do something before I leave." With the experience she had with the boys in this school since she came, she almost began crying thinking about what he was about to do. He seemed nice, but- then she head him turn on the water, use the soap dispenser and grab a paper towel.
"Sorry about that. Master Flea always taught me to wash my hands before I leave a bathroom. That Amara girl said I should anyways. I don't know why though." then she heard the respective footsteps and the door opening/closing that signalled him leaving. Then came to an unfortunate suspicion. She only told him to get out of the room, not go away completely. Zander was probably still standing just outside the door! She realized there was only one way she could get out now. She picked up the toilet and used it to smash a hole in the floor, escaping into the school's boiler room. A terrible and hot place that reeked of smoke and steam. "I belong here." she said as she leaned against the wall and began to cry.
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Posted: Sat Oct 20, 2007 10:49 pm
Lucifer Moloch Conall grinned as the girl kept walking. -" I wasn't going to destroy the place, I was just going to make some fun..." "Oh so much fun!" She scoffed as she threw him on the ground outside. "Watch this." She adjusted her sunglasses and then flicked her wrists. Sand and dirt flew in every direction and the ground shook with a force that would knock anyone unprepared off their feet easily. As the dust cleared, a dark round shape in the earth could be seen. A giant crater in the middle on the desert. "THAT is an explosion." she smiled.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 12:26 am
When the dust cleared, Conall had vanished. In his place there was a large wolf, looking bored. Except, there was something different about it. First, it was a bit larger than it should have been. Also, it had an almost human look in it's eyes. The wolf walked into the crater and began pawing at the ground, looking incredibly bored.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 10:43 am
aw man i wanted to kill connell
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obsessivecullendisorder24
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 4:44 pm
You're not the only one.
As Zander waited outside the bathroom, he suddenly heard a loud smashing sound. He had better check on- wait... Summer said not to go in there... so what should he do? He sat and thought for a while, when his train of thought was suddenly derailed by an explosion outside, a noticably louder one than the one from the bathroom. He immediately ran outside and saw a crowd around a crater, a wolf standing in it...
"What'd I miss?" he said, looking over at Alex, who had joined their ranks.
"Well, the gal in the leather's a-tryin' to blow up the guy what turned inter a wolf." he responded, his eyes never leaving the scene.
"Oh, thought it was somethin' like that." Zander responded nonchalantly.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 5:14 pm
*walks to wolf in crater and grabs the wolf by its fur and walks it to my dorm*well wolfy guess ur my first best freind i got to go to class try not to completely distroy my room thanks u>
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obsessivecullendisorder24
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 6:17 pm
Amara growled at Conell. "That was explosion you bloody mutt!!!!! Any more explsions made by you and i will kill you!" she shouted. She pushed past the people. "Out of my ******** way unless you want to become a human bomb!!!" She kneeled next to the crater and put her hands to the earth. Quickly her hands started to glow a faint green and a giant tree began to fill the crater.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 7:02 pm
Conall turned back into a human and grabbed the guy by the arm.
-"Time to go..."
Conall ripped out of the guy's grip and transformed into a half-wolf and half-human beast. Conall jumped out a window and up onto the building and turned around, looking at the crowd of people.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 7:19 pm
hssandhalajauaaaaaaa wtf she flea bag human takes blade and into his head
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 7:24 pm
emojosh24 hssandhalajauaaaaaaa wtf she flea bag human takes blade and into his head ((What does that say?))
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obsessivecullendisorder24
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 3:48 am
its sopposed to say ugh u flea bagged human mutt *takes blade to his brain*
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:44 pm
Alright, we have a new RPer folks.
Name: Violet Dracuul Azera
Species: Human
Personality Type: Shy, introverted, but can get very violently extroverted when she loses her temper.
Age: 18
Height:5'10
Hair: Purple, roughly shoulder-length
Eyes: Purple
Skin: SERIOUSLY Pale, almost white
Fighting Abilites/Abnormalities: Can manipulate dark matter, allowing her to levitate objects or create material with her mind to a certain degree
Weaknesses: Powers are controlled by her emotions, so if she gets mad, well... just run as fast as you can.
History: When she was a child, her father locked her in her room in the basement and shut off the lights when she had been naughty, and left her like that for hours on end. Being locked in a dark room for hours might have left severe and permanent mental scars on any ordinary child, but luckily for Violet, she was no ordinary child. She could sense the beings in the astral plane that gathered in the darkness, and the beings taught her how to manipulate the matter in that plane, otherwise known as dark matter.
When she tried to show her parents what she had learned, not only was she punished again, but her parents called in an "expert" on paranormal cases like hers. This "expert" was nothing more than a glorified hypnotist, and he brought Violet into a trance and convinced her mind to erase her connections with the astral beings. Thinking his job done, he brought Violet out of the trance, but although her connections with the astral beings had been erased, and she could no longer sense paraplanar presences, the memories of what the beings had taught her about manipulating dark matter stayed with her.
Of course, she told noone of this, not wanting to get punished again. So she kept her powers over dark matter a secret, until one day when she lost her temper and her powers over dark matter exposed themselves in a violent way.
She was taken into custody by a secret government task force created to control people with telekinetic abilities at Groom Lake, however, as the powers she had originated not in the mental plane, but the astral plane, they were unprepared to deal with her and she escaped with another captive of the task force in tow. The girl she had rescued told her about Ramston High. The girl, however, was taken back into custody of the task force, so Violet went to Nevada and enrolled in Ramston High.
Clothes: The tops Violet wears are most often modified from old band T-shirts into tank tops, belly shirts, spaghetti strapped tops, and the like. Most of these shirts are black, but some are red or gray and quite a few are purple. She also frequently wears black knee-length skirts, most of them with some sort of adornment on them such as chains or studs or perhaps an embroidered skull and crossbones. She often wears a trenchcoat that is half a foot too short for her, and always wears a purple velvet choker with a ring in the middle, most likely as a memento of someone dear to her.
And on a side-note, I'm cutting off all custom character applications from this point, at least for now.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 5:02 pm
Hey glad to be joining this RP. I've read it from the beginning, it's really good, I'm just glad I can contribute.
Violet walked slowly down the hallway, hearing an explosion or an earthquake or something behind her. Oh, well, just another day at Ramston High. At least it was better than being locked up at Groom Lake, not much better, but better still. She walked away from the commotion, noticing the students that walked past her almost seemed to ignore her, as if she were invisible. That was okay, as long as there were no more confrontations between her and the popular kids. She really didn't want to repeat what had happened at her last school.
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