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 Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:10 am
 "Yes, I will yank that splinter out" Shane said as he took the opportunity to attempt to Yank the splinter out of the boy's thumb. He placed his fingers around the sprinter and as fast as he could he yank it out of the boy... or so he thought. Shane looked down and saw that it was still in the thumb, like it did not even move. What am I going to do now? Shane thought as he put his hand to his chin and began to study the splinter. Socially Shane was bad at it, but things that he could solve, he was good at. Living on the roads taught Shane how to survive, no matter what the situation was. It was like solving a puzzle,One just needed the right pieces to complete it. And Shane was indeed going to complete this puzzle.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:14 am
  Isamu very quickly learned what the word yank meant, and he learned so in a very painful way. He let out a yelp and drew his hand back, flailing it in the air again. "Wait, do you need.... a knife?" Isamu asked after he calmed down a bit. Knives were not allowed at Rosentale..... but Isamu could make one easily with the swish of a hand, then destroy it just as easily before anyone would be able to see. Neither of them would get in trouble if nobody noticed. It wouldn't hurt to try, really, and Isamu was desperate at this point. Anything to keep from having to go and see Javor in the infirmary. Anything. Bad vibes. Bad bad vibes.....
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:27 am
"No, I am not going to cut into your skin Kid" Shane stated as he step back, not expecting the Hand to go backwards. Then again, that was a normal reaction to something painful. He felt totally useless at this moment as he tried to figure out what he would need to do, to get the splinter out of the kid's thumb. There was really no other choice to be made, he was either going to get the splinter out, or a doctor was going to. Thinking of the latter he stated " Guess we make a trip to the infirmary then Kid" Shane stated as he faced the school doors.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:34 am
Isamu's hands instantly flew up and he began waving them in a dismissive manner, "No no no no nooooo!!!!!!" He stated dramatically. "Bad...... bad doctor!" He exclaimed. "I get you a knife... and you can get stick out....." Isamu said with a nod. The boy held his good hand up, palm to the sky. A small icicle pushed out through his skin. The ice that Isamu made with his body was different than regular ice. It could stand heat long and it was incredibly sharp, which made fantastic weapons. Isamu held his hand out to Shane, offering the icicle to him. It was still connected to the boy's palm, but Shane would be able to easily remove it without causing Isamu any pain.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:43 am
Shane stared at the Kid, amazed at what he was seeing. Twice in 2 days Shane had seen things that were not human at all. First was the angel winged student in his English class, now it was this kid who was creating a weapon from his own body. Anymore of this abnormal behavior and Shane was bound to pass out. Still he was amazed at what others bring to the school and he smiled as the weapon came to bear. It was a ice knife Shane guessed as The Kid extended his hand out to him. "Before I do this, why is the doctor Bad?" Shane asked as he recalled the sudden outburst at the mention of heading to the infirmary. Curious as to what would spark that reaction, Shane would wait until he heard the reason, then he would accept the knife and get the splinter out.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:48 am
 "I get bad.... feelings when I am close to the doctor.... he is a bad man," Isamu stated. He seemed pleased that Shane was amazed by his little weapon. The boy could do much much more but he wasn't about to show off to him. Isamu was also glad that Shane was not frightened of him. He had fangs, wings, ears, and even a tail, which some people may be frightened by. But Isamu assumed that Shane had already seen it all, especially considering that they were at Rosentale Academy, which seemed to be a real monster fest. Isamu stared at how red the wound was. This was getting serious, he decided that maybe it was best to go and see Javor after all. "Thank you... for your help.... I will go and see the doctor.... it is very red..." he stated before turning and heading inside. (Exit to infirmary )
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 1:58 pm
Shane watched as the Kid walked away. For a long while it seemed to Shane that he had somehow failed himself and that Kid. even though he was given the chance to cut the splinter away, he did not. the question was: Why? He could not understand the reason behind him not helping the Kid, or why he did hesitate to use the knife. These questions swarmed his head as he headed back toward the school building. A gurgling sound can be heard, indicating he was hungry. " Time to grab some food" Shane said as he walked through the double doors, toward the lunch room. ((Exit to cafeteria ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:49 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ With a dejected sigh, Rose exited the front door of the school and plopped down against the wall. He always told himself that he was used to rejections and it didn't affect him anymore, but that was a lie. Each time, it seemed even more disheartening than the last. He definitely needed a little stress reliever. He pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter out of his pocket, glanced around to see if any school officials were around to see, and lit one up. He took a puff and coughed a little, slightly disappointed that he didn't make it very far in the day before he fell back on his bad habit. He silently wondered to himself what he was going to do about the ball. He wanted to go, but he didn't want to go alone. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:53 pm
 Max walked to the front of the the school building and looked at its massive size. "You mean people go to school here?" Max asked himself as he walked closer to its doors. It was hard to believe that he was a angel from heaven. Being basically shunned from the heavens, they sent him here to redeem himself. "How are they going to keep track of that?" Max again asked himself aloud. He knew that they would indeed be watched by the Heavens. There were just times when he wished he saved that poor boy before he died. "No! he had a bigger ego then you!"Max yelled as he got to the door. He really did hope that the people at this school had no ego's and that there were no Angels.He looked at his hands as they began to glow yellow, indicating that the healing power was active. active and having only One charge to it. If hell was real, then Max was just entering it. The only way out was essentially up. Max did not go in yet though, he wanted to prepare himself for the first day of class. When he was ready, Max would go in and start his day, but only when he was ready. Max turned a bit and spotted a student smoking something. "Oh Look! A student that is attending this school with me!" Max yelled at the student smoking " How Nice", Max added as he eyed the student.
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 7:59 pm
 .:l Snyder Couture l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
Snyder was exhausted, and while he wasn't all too sure how to convey it, it was most likely a good thing that he didn't. After all, he did not appreciate being dream-raped with fires. It was just... bad. At least, he only had to suffer for a few more periods before he could finally crash in his bed, but for now, he could get a little shut-eye. Even peace and quiet would do.
Stepping out of the school, Snyder was relieved about the seclusion only until he spotted a student with.... fire. It was small, but still, did he really have to indulge in it when he was terrified of that? "Excuse me, but do you mind putting that out?"
Though, he had to inwardly grimace when another student seemed to encourage the other into smoking. Did they want to set the school on fire or something?
(( EDIT: Sorry. >_< I didn't see your post! ))
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 8:15 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ Rose noticed a new student arriving at the school and gave him a confused wave, flinching when he heard a voice beside him.
"What are you, a teacher?" He sighed, and reluctantly rubbed it out on the ground. He looked up at the guy, and he had to do a double-take. He... didn't really know whether to be afraid or not. He never had that problem before, and he had met some pretty ambiguous looking people. He simply shrugged it off and went back to his moping, mildly upset that he couldn't distract himself by smoking. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 8:30 pm
Max looked between the two students. On one hand was the smoker, on the other hand there was the... oh what in the world is that? Max sighed as he looked at the weird student. " What are we going to call you? A paper airplane?" Max laughed as he said those words. Heaven was full of those rules and what not, but on earth there was more freedom, more things to do and say. Yes, Max was going to be enjoying his stay here. He turned back to the smoker and smirked before adding " keep smoking and soon you will have a army of me looking after you" Max stated as he took a seat in the middle of the too students. (( No worries smile ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 8:49 pm
.:l Snyder Couture l:.
”I hate bathrooms. They’re the worst.
Male or female. What’s the difference?
There’s stalls for privacy,
"Not in the slightest bit. I'd simply would prefer some peace after a teacher of mine decided to visit me in my dreams. It was rather... uneventful that he did so." Snyder dryly remarked, wondering if he was going to have to ditch his cooking classes just to dodge a certain teacher that seemed to enjoy tormenting him.
"And excuse me?" Snyder wished he could have raised an insulted brow at that, but instead, he got a smirk plastered upon his face. Great. "Airplane? What makes you think that I should be called that? If you're trying to figure out my name, it's Snyder. All you had to do was ask instead of assuming."
And it’s all used for the same thing.
So why does one smell better than the other?
Genders are so confusing.”
- Snyder Couture
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 8:56 pm
(( I gtg to bed sad Ill catch ya later. Thanks for the role play smile ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 23, 2012 9:05 pm
Marcellin "ROSE" Bellerose
"Life is a rose, beware of the thorns." ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤ "You self-righteous bastards would chase me down no matter what I did," Rose told the new guy with a fake laugh, figuring he was an angel of some sort. Lucky. Being a demon sucked.
"Teacher... in... your dreams?" Being an incubus, he automatically assumed the worst. Why the hell would he admit something like that so openly!? Oh, wait, he was the guy who asked his teacher out on his first day at school in front of a whole class. He had no room to judge the guy (girl?). "Don't worry, I've had an issue with a teacher here too," He reassured Snyder, though in his case, the issue was entirely his fault. ❤═━.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸..¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.━═❤
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