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 Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 8:27 pm
The class seemed to be taking forever. And Devin hated it. Biology def wasn't his thing, and he decided definantly was not the class he was going to give his all. He began to doze, but the teachers stubborn voice kept piercing into his thoughts, so he just sat their, kind of numb to the class. He hummed and doodled some more waiting for the bell to ring, hoping it would soon. He raised his hand and was excused to the rest room. He wandered the halls restlsly instead of going though.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 1:13 pm
Cory Mitchell James
I’m not broke; I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense, but what can I do?
How will I move on when I’m still in love with you?
 Cory looked at the clock on his phone; class was over in 30 minutes. The sucky thing about his schedule was his 90-minute classes, but the good thing was being able to change after gym. Cory walked out of the training room. He ended up in his bedroom, looking for some new clothes that didn’t reek of sweat. ‘From now on, stop in room before gym.’ Cory quickly changed into some jeans and a grey tee shirt, spraying a little bit of axe on him. He then headed to his next class, since the bell just rung.
Cory stepped into art and looked around. He was instantly upset by the room. It was well, awful. Cory walked to a desk in the far corner and read the assignment on the board. ‘Make a colleague about you. Multi-material.’ Cory got up and grabbed some charcoal and paint. He also grabbed some pencils, pens, and oil pastels. He went back to his desk, grabbing a canvas on his way there. Cory sat down and started working, not sure with what he would put. After a few moments of concentration he started. First, he started drawing his favorite animals on the bottom of the page. He drew a portrait of him on one color and random objects relating to him on the other side. He made a flow of random swirls coming from the animals, which blended the picture all together. Once he did that, he started coloring in the animals and oil pastels.
(( Okay, it's now 4th prd. yeaaa, you were completely right! We had lunch after third prd. But since I screwed over, it’s going to be after 2nd prd from now on.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 2:39 pm
Devin sighed and headed towards Algebra as the bell rang, he hadn't left anything in his class, and figured what was the point? As he stepped into the room he was greated by his teacher, and yet again assigned his seat. He hated Biology, but even more he hated Algebra. He hoped that someone he would vaugly recognize would be in this class with him, then he could at least try to strike up a conversation. Awkwardness would be better than sluggishness that was for sure.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 3:10 pm
Kyuubi walked into his class. The bell rang shortly after. He sighed. He didn't really like his classes, but he had to take them. They were better than being stuck in a castle all day. He shook his head he decided to pay attention. The teacher talked and talked. He knew some of this stuff. He was worried too. Mitsukai was still not back.
Vincent walked into his class. He could hardly is had only been a few days since the start of school. He shook his head. He listened to the teacher talk and talk. He wasn't really paying attention to any of it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:02 pm
RINGGGG,
yeaa. no one was posting so yeaaa, i magicly made the bell ring!
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:14 pm
((Amazing! I was waiting for someone to possibly show up, so my question is,is it free time after fourth, or dinner?))
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 8:39 pm
 Cadence Saline IvieCadence ended up barely paying attention to the lesson, seeing as she was sitting alone, and she had an open book. When physics was over, she made her way to Musical Theatre, way more interesting than Physics, even though they didn't do much. So, she was suprised when the bell rang. She left class, dropping her things at her dorm and heading out to walk outside. She supposed she should be doing what little homework she had, but decided it could wait since it wasn;t due til Friday. Instead, she started messing with her powers, minamally of course. Her forcefields were kinda cool, and she wondered if she could make them invisible too. So that was what she decided to work on while she was walking absently around the campus grounds..
(free time til dinner, then more free time.)
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 2:43 pm
Joseph Douglas Jones Your superkalafragelisticexpialadociously cute
Sweeter than a 12 pack of juicy fruit
Surreal, but I know this isn't a dream
We go good together just like coffee and cream  Joe felt his phone vibrate. He quickly checked his message. ‘No, she hasn’t been here all day. Sorry.’ He read from Audrey. He had officially texted 15 people in town and just out of town, looking for Mitsukai. This was incredibly aggravating. He even texted Pheebe and a few female mall cashiers that he knew, No luck whatsoever. This was a royal pain. He wanted to know where his friend was. Plus she was ignoring every single one of his text. He had sent 20 in the past hour. He was just annoyed. He had never not talked to her for this lengthy period before. She also never kept her location hidden for over 2 hours. Those two hours were only because she wanted to be alone. It had been about 8 hours. Yes, he had been counting. If she wasn’t here by tomorrow morning, he was calling the cops. Joseph looked down at Nikky resting in his arms. She was the only reason he wasn’t going into a full fledge panic attack. She was truly beautiful when she was asleep. Her lips were slightly parted so she could breathe. Her pinks were slightly flushed, probably because she was so warm. Her brown hair was sloppy, and it was adorable. Overall, her appearance was calming. It was the one thing that was calming him down. Just then, his phone vibrated again.
‘No, she isn’t coming here for a surprise visit. I even checked in with her sister.’ Nikol texted. ‘You’re kidding me! She’s no where to be found.’ Joe texted back. ‘How long has it been?’ Nikol texted Joe. ‘8 hours.’ Joe texted back, almost instantly. ‘Whoa, that’s unlike her!’ Nikol texted back. She was right about that. Mitsukai was not a secretive person. Fine, he was going to text Thorne. ‘Have you heard from Mitsukai today?’ He texted. He could not think of anyone else to text. He would have to do that eventually. Thorne would have to be the one person who knew where she was. Why was he freaking out? Joseph had no reason to be freaking out, but he couldn’t help it. He wanted to know what was going on with Mitsukai. He even texted Cory! He hated Cory. Where was she?
As if to distract his mind, Nikky rolled murmuring something. She seemed to talk in her sleep, but way to quite for him to make sense of it. Joe smiled at her and brushed her hair out of her face. He went back to looking over her face, not missing a detail. It had a calming effect on him and he could do it all day. It was not boring him, which was good. It also was a good distraction to his nagging thoughts. The Mitsukai thing was worrying him like extremely bad. He would be freaking out if he weren’t here. In the next few hours, he would be freaking out. He lost one sister, he wasn’t losing this one. He’d never forgive himself.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 4:59 pm
Mitsukai (Angel) Kanji  “Owww.” Mitsukai murmured, opening her eyes. She looked through the room in panic, where was she? Mitsukai tried to get up, only to have her already aching wrist tugged by some metal. “Oh, that’s where I am.” Mitsukai said, feeling the hot tears running down her face. She let down Kyuubi and Vincent. Mitsukai then felt a rumbling of her stomach. ‘I’m hungry?’ Mitsukai thought. She also realized she was sweating. It was hot in here wasn’t it? It was somewhat sad how slow her reactions were at the moment. She was having problems thinking clearly. It probably had something to deal with the drugs the opposite kept giving Mitsukai. It was running her system and making her weak. Mitsukai really wanted to wipe the sweat from her brow and the tears streaming down her face, but she couldn’t. It sucked when you were tied to a chair. She needed a way out.
Mitsukai then heard footsteps down the hall. She quickly pretended she was asleep. “How many more of these until she’s dead?” The opposite asked the new person. “I’m not sure.” Some other person said. “I can’t believe she’s still asleep.” The opposite said and walked towards Mitsukai. Mitsukai’s whole body tensed up. The Mitsukai opposite came and kicked Mitsukai hard, forcing her to wake up. “Do you want dinner?” The person nagged. “No.” Mitsukai said, glaring at the person. “I bet you feel numb.” The opposite said laughing. “Doesn’t matter, you’ll be dead soon enough.” Mitsukai look up at the two in panic. This was not good. She needed to get out. She would get out. Hopefully soon enough. “Well, night then.” The opposite said, injecting the drug in Mitsukai’s bloodstream. Mitsukai blacked out.
(( i hated Mitsukai's picture. So i changed it(: Which should be a tell tell sign that even though it sounds like it, i'm not killing her out. ))
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 5:33 pm
Devin stood up as the bell rang and walked out into the hall. He had decided to head back to his room for his laptop and phone, it would give him something to do. Once he had aquired these things he continued on his way to the cafeteria and took a seat, as it was still near-empty.
No one was around so he put on his headphones and began reading an e-book while he waited untill he was hungry. Colorful imagery filled his head with the music, and he was completely tranquil. This was his perfect enviroment. A fifty dollor bill floated and fell on the floor nearby, Devin was unaware.
((I figured why just limit it to bad luck, as far as he knows its only bad luck because he's lived a life of pain and frustration, when he's completely blissful little good luck things will happen.))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 10:25 am
Archimedes ||Primus> 
Archimedes was, once again, lost in the commotion. This seemed to always happen when he was sitting at a table with people other than he, himself, and him. This girl that joined their table briefly, though… she seemed older. Didn’t she mention college some’m-some’m? What the hell was she doing around here then? He could feel her eyes and the judgment being made. Whatever. It wouldn’t be the first time. He knew how powerful he truly was, and wasn’t afraid of other’s judgments. It was a sort of comfort, really, like knowing martial arts: You knew you could kick anyone’s a** who tried to take advantage of you. Same basic principle, only instead of a martial arts, it was a parasitical power. Oh yeah, it’s fine if you pick on me, because I can just… electrocute you! Ahaha! Take that! Okay, that was a bit extreme, but extreme circumstances and all that jazz, right?
Eventually, everyone started leaving. Well, lunch time was coming to a close, wasn’t it? He supposed he needed to head to class, then… Sigh. Well, he’d skipped classes up through now, so what was the point in going to advanced chemistry at this point in the day? There was none, of course, so without any good-byes, Archimedes took his leave. He needed to think over a few things anyway, namely these weird girly bubbly feelings in his stomach and his suspicion about the rest of those people, specifically Cory. There was something off about him that Archimedes wasn’t sure he liked. Ulterior motive? For what? Now was not the time to think about it; he was afraid his thoughts would be heard or something. He watched boys and girls chatting and diverging into different class rooms and hallways, opening lockers and making a quick bathroom break before running into class just as the bell rang. Archimedes looked inconspicuous enough, just walking with the flow of traffic with his backpack slung on his shoulder and a neutral expression. He passed by a few classrooms he recognized, knowing he took those classes at some point in the day, but not caring at this point. Faxing a fake doctor’s not wasn’t too hard. Besides, no one used this particular classroom, so he knew he’d be undisturbed, unless some unlucky wanderer meandered in. He could take care of it, though. He’d considered going to the training rooms to let off some steam, or maybe the pool, but he knew students would be about. Yes, this was the best place: Teacher’s break room. No one was in here at this time; he knew, because he’d hacked into the system and printed out his own copies of the lunch schedules for all the teachers. There were two blank periods in the day, one right after the student lunch and one early in the morning before the teachers were awake. It wasn’t a lot of time, maybe forty-five minutes, but it was enough for him to get in, get out, and get it done.
Just as he’d read from the security reports: It was keycard access only. Only teachers had them. This was a problem, right? Not really. He sometimes thought of himself as the ‘electronics whisperer,’ because he could feel these things, like codes and passwords and locks. It took a minute to scan through their data to find a number that worked, but it had never failed. Since he’d been given this power, he felt at one with the machines he could control, could understand them and their secrets. Well, it wasn’t a secret to him: A7ZC511TYE90-885RED1. He’d feel a light prickling sensation in his mind when he’d flirted with those characters, and if he highlighted them, theeennn… success! The door unlocked, and he swiftly entered, shutting it soundly behind him. Piece of cake. Hm, cake sounded good right about now…
Coffee machine! Of course the teacher’s lounge would have a coffee machine. Oh, happy day. This was the first time Archimedes had taken refuge in the lounge, and hadn’t even thought of this possibility, even though it was a logical one. Trying not to seem too excited (though it didn’t really matter, since he was the only one here), Archimedes scampered over to the machine and quickly poured most of its contents into one of those white Styrofoam cups, inhaling the scent deeply before having a taste. Dark, black, bitter, Colombian, perfect. It burned his lips and blistered the inside of his mouth but it didn’t matter. He decided then and there that the cappuccino machine idea for the cafeteria was a good one, and maybe his own personal coffee machine, too. He’d packed one, but in the transition from his room to the dorm had been rocky, and had broken the glass pot. Maybe he could get one of those that brewed the coffee inside it, and you just used your own cup to dispense the amount you wanted. Those machines were pretty cool. Oh, right, he came here to think, not j**z his pants from the opportunity to have coffee. He berated himself for being so easily thrown off task, and promptly took a seat at the little dining table provided, hiking his feet onto it and leaning back in his chair.
Think, think, think. What was Cory up to? He didn’t seem like one of those weirdly nice people who would just try to be friendly with a random student. They hardly interacted, after all. Yet, he didn’t seem completely ominous. He was an enigma. Archimedes didn’t want to completely trust him, nor completely dismiss him. Like that Cadence girl, something about Cory attracted him, in more than one way. Crap! He needed to stop thinking like that! All this gay that was going on in his head was simply unacceptable. Why did transitioning into a public school seem to want to awaken his hormones all of a sudden? It was dumb. He’d never had any kind of attraction to anyone before, so why was it starting now? It was completely illogical and irrational. Not to mention that kind of stuff was dumb anyway. No, Cory was interesting because he was a mystery and because he was confusing. The fact that him and Adam had a similar look had nothing to do with it. Grrrgh! As Archimedes clenched his teeth in repulsion at himself, a clock on the wall burst into pieces, one of them slicing his cheek a little. “Ah, ********! Ow…” he said pathetically, cupping his bleeding cheek. Damnit, damnit, damnit, and face wounds bled more and longer than any other kind, except maybe to the throat or inside the thigh. With a sigh, Archimedes quickly put the clock to rights (though the time may have been a bit off), and then stalked back over to the little bar in the lounge that had the coffee machine, a box of doughnuts that were half-gone, and some napkins. He snatched one and pressed it to the cut on his cheek, wincing. Stupid temper. Stupid high school boy hormones. Stupid… everything.
A little depressed now, Archimedes took his seat once again, still trying to stem the flow of blood on his face. This wasn’t good; he was losing his self-discipline he’d taught himself since he abandoned his family. He was acting childish and stupid, two things he hated most about people. Not only that, he was having strange stomach spasms at the thought of two certain people, one of which was apparently ‘heart broken.’ This made him smirk. There! Back to his old self! Getting pleasure from other’s difficulties. As much as Cory had denied being ‘heart broken,’ he sure seemed like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else. Archimedes smirked. “Sucker. Don’t you know letting your heart get in the way is the stereotypical downfall of any well-meaning person?” he mumbled to himself. It was completely true, though. Great heroes, great villains, great vigilantes, they’d be doing their job with no problem, no second thoughts, and then some gorgeous woman would enter their lives and turn it upside down, and what? The villain just couldn’t carry out his plan to kill his brother. The hero couldn’t kill the villain, because ‘oh no, don’t do that, Hero, then you’ll just drop down to his level!’ The vigilante would fail to avenge his parent’s/sibling’s/offspring’s murderer, because of a similar reason. It was all so… vulgar.
Riiiiiiiiing!
Crap! He’d daydreamed his period away! Haul a**, Primus, haul a**! Archimedes threw his cup away and made sure to straighten up the chair he’d moved, and then with his backpack fled the teacher’s lounge like a fire was lit under his butt. What period was it now? He didn’t remember, though by the looks of things people were heading back towards the dorms or outside. Free period! Hell yeah! With a pleased half-smile, Archimedes sprinted for the door to the school, eager for some fresh air. That always helped a guy to think. Not to mention Internet signal was awesome if you were in a tree. With a hop, skip and a jump, the boy was out of the confines of the school and felt immediately relieved, and then started to make his way over to a tree. Some kids appeared to be smoking or going shopping or whatever the hell else. He had plenty of time before dinner to run his errands he’d promised himself he’d run (coffee machine, latte, pot pie), so there was a little time to pwn some idiots on WoW before then. Maybe he’d run into some of those people from lunch. Maybe not. It wasn’t that important, he supposed. If they really cared about seeing him again, he was sure he’d find himself sitting with them at dinner.
(( Sorry it took a bit to get this post out. xD Been sick and not quite sure what to write. Think I got it done though. ))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 3:16 pm
Time seemed to drag on for Devin, not very many people were appearing, and all he wanted was a cig. But he had quite that two schools ago. His nerves were just getting to him. For some reason to be accepted was everything to him, maybe it would replace being forgiven for the wrongs he had commited. He took an absent minded drink from a bottle of water he had grabbed and began to write. He decided to text his father.
"So this school is pretty rad I think we have a winner." he texted fast. He was used to it and mostly texted pen pals, they didn't know what he was really like. His father never texted back, but Devin was used to the abused. He continued writing before checking his email.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:24 pm
Cory Mitchell James
I’m not broke; I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense, but what can I do?
How will I move on when I’m still in love with you?
Cory walked out of his class feeling slightly apathetic. He really needed to stop thinking about her it was harming his health. Cory kept walking until he reached a snack machine. He quickly fished some change out of his pocket and bought a water. He then headed outside to the front of the school. He scanned around, seeing if she was there. Of course she wasn’t, it was making him anxious without her here. He shrugged his shoulder and looked for anyone else, he saw Archimedes “Hey.” He said waving to the boy. He then headed towards the Student Parking Lot. Cory saw his red jeep wrangler. “My baby.” He said climbing in. He wasn’t sure where he was going exactly, but he was going somewhere. Cory turned on his engine and backed out, and drove out of the parking lot. “Where to go. Where to go.” He mused.
(( I love you Drakie, seriously. Blahhhh, writers block :/ .))
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 7:51 pm
  Nikky Celeste DarlingNikky had a restful nap, but had a nagging feeling the whole time, and it showed in her dreams. However when she woke up, she couldn't remember the reason why. She rolled over, and ended up facing Joe, and she cracked her eyes open. "You stayed.." She said simply, realizing that it was probably after school already. He seemed worried. "Mitsukai hasn't shown up yet has she?" She asked, figuring that was why he was concerned. She sighed, hoping that her friend would return soon, and would be alright. .
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Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 6:29 pm
Joseph Douglas Jones Your superkalafragelisticexpialadociously cute
Sweeter than a 12 pack of juicy fruit
Surreal, but I know this isn't a dream
We go good together just like coffee and cream Joseph was checking his phone yet again when he heard Nikky talk. He looked down at her to see her looking up at him with a smile plastered on her face. “Of course I would stay.” Joe said and swept a strand of hair off her forehead to behind her ear. She was definably adorable when she woke up. She also was just a bit dazed and slightly confused. He looked at her in complete awe, mildly distracted from his missing friend.
But then his phone vibrated. He checked his text to see that yet again, another person had not seen her. Nikky instantly noticed what was wrong. “Yea, I’ve heard nothing from her. And I’ve texted basically everyone. No one has seen her.” Joe said in dismay. He slipped his phone back in his pocket and looked down at Nikky. “Soo, you awake yet?” Joe teased.
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