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 Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 10:25 pm
(( Who: Marlo Xanis and Alexander Rivera
Where: Hillworth Grammar School - Cafeteria
When: Lunch time! ))
Despite the disapproving frowns carved into the features of the adult cafeteria sentries on duty, the room itself was as it always was: loud, crowded, and filled with the mocking laughter as teams of bullies swiped hard-won brownies off the trays of those too manly to wail in protest. Luckily for one Alexander Rivera, the trials of the lunchroom weren't on his mind. Yet.
Instead the teenager fidgeted, groaning at the sluggish pace of the lunch line. "Oh come on!" He exclaimed, "All the frikkin' jello dishes look the same, just hurry up and grab one! I'm hungryyyy man! Don't stand between me and my --" he stopped, staring. Oh maaaaan! Man, man, man! He could see someone further up the line pick up a piece of pizza. From where he was, the delicious lunch item was swiftly disappearing, carried away on trays. And the worst thing about it? There wasn't a slice on his! Yet.
The line continued to plod on, and Alex deliberately stepped around the busy jello-picker, his hand reaching out to snatch the last slice of pepperoni-sausage-salami with bacon and extra cheese pizza.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 10:47 pm
Marlo was utterly disgusted with the level of depravity held by his fellow man.
At least while they ate.
And ate they did. It seemed no matter what the burly looking chefs churned out of the crusty, rusty, kitchens of Hillworth, the students would wolf it down like depraved savages, (which they might as well be). And one of the dishes they chefs ALWAYS made and always made so it was slathered in god only knew what was the oh so delectable pizza. It was the fastest dish to leave the lunch line and the first to vanish from plates. And Marlo could not help but love it. Greasy cheese, mystery meat and all.
And today, his luck had taken a shine to him. The UTTERLY LAST SLICE OF PIZZA was right before him. The last one. Passed over by so many as 'lesser' it would no doubt be a hundred times better then the hamburgers and hotdgs further down. Reaching out to his rightful pizza, he saw another man's hand reach out and try to take the same slice. No.
No.
NO.
It was HIS. True, they both had touched the flakey crust at the same time, and neither had a hand over the other, but Marlo would be DAMNED if HIS slice of pizza was going to someone BEHIND him in line.
"Let. Go." Marlo's voice was low and...oddly lined with the vague, (very vague) threat of violence. His pizza was at stake. And he would never give it to this....cutter.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 11:02 pm
YES! He did it! Victory was so near, so close, so--
"What? No way man! I saw it first! I've been eying this since I first came in here and had to shuffle along behind mister Jello behind me!" he retorted, grabbing onto the delicious crust. Okay, okay, it was yet to be delicious. Alex made to sure to cover the pizza with lots and lots of Parmesan cheese in order to cover up the grease. Or at least add to it. He needed to be more careful, since some joker added salt and sugar to the Parmesan cheese shaker. Maybe he'd better forgo it? But wait! He needed a slice first.
"I have a better idea: how 'bout you let go and we can be civil about this?" 'Civil' meaning remove your hand so I can slap this slab of meat and grease onto my plate, Alex thought.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 11:28 pm
"I don't think you understand the rules of the line. First come, FIRST to SERVE themselves." He gave the pizza a gentle tug, careful not to simply rip a piece off and leave this thief to his rightful slice. After all, this guy was breaking the unspoken rule, Fist come first serve. maybe he needed a reminder. "And I do believe, YOU are behind ME. Meaning, that rightfully, this is my slice of pizza, and you would do well to let it go." He looked his opponent straight in the eyes. His own light blue one tight in a glare of pure malice.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 10:16 pm
"Ah! But I reached out and touched it first, therefore I am completely following the rules and am therefore right according to your logic!" Alex replied with a broad grin. "And it's good to know that you're in front of the back here, but you said first come first serve -- I touched it first, therefore it is mine. Or are you just making up lunchroom rules off the top of your head to suit your own needs? I did that once in front of the drinks and managed to swipe the guy's larger cup in exchange for my own smaller one in the process, heehee!" He preened, ignoring the look Marlo was giving him.
"Therefore! You can let go. I insist."
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 10:44 pm
"I'd rather say we got to it at the same time, meaning, by placement, I get it." He slightly smiled. This kid was quick. But he wouldn't be quick enough! Not when pizza was on the line! "And no offense, but, you look a sickly. Maybe you should go for the salad bar or the hamburgers. A bit more nutritious then this pizza." Marlo gave him his sweetest possible murderer smile. "So I'll be happy to take this unhealthy slice of oil and grease off of your hands."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 10:53 pm
"Ah, but from where I am standing, you are closer to the salad bar than I -- perhaps you should be the one to graze from there, rather than have the possibility of any cheese or grease from the aforementioned cheese ruin your school uniform? After all, look at the sausage on it -- it could roll off any minute and leave a nice yellow-orange blotch on your perfectly white sleeve! It'd be a shame, really."
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:07 pm
"That's where bleach comes in. Besides, I'm fit and can take a blow to my digestive track. You don't look like you ca simply handle it. Now....Let go." Eyes narrowed. "God, move out of the ******** fags." Some random classmate cursed at them while they bickered over the slice. "I'm not a f** you damn bugger!" Marlo cursed him back, and in his anger, he ripped off a good half of the pizza, mainly a bit of the crust and a lot of the cheese and meat. This half which, from the lack of support fell right to the less then shiny floor.
No. This was not happening. Looking up at his rival, marlo wanted someone to blame. And in his mind, it was quite clear it was HIS fault.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:22 pm
"Ha! I've tracked up over one hundred hours of play time on Eternal Illusion Seventeen! Straight through man! I can handle more eye rape and special effects than you've ever seen on the internet!" He challenged, clamping down on the pizza. Of course, when the jello-picker behind him started to interfere, Alex turned to give him a piece of his mind... and watched as the pizza went tumbling down.
"Nice move, man." Alex said, swiping the remaining piece and plunking it on his plate. "Ha! Just goes to show that... that... Oh what the sparkle-induced hell!" Alex swore, grabbing the piece of pizza and shamelessly tossing it onto Marlo's plate. "There's a frikkin' onion on that man! Why the hell didn't you mention that sooner! Ugh! You can keep that and the half that's on the floor! That's just gross man! Onions kill all the flavor and just look at it! If the cheese was piled up a bit more you wouldn't know about it until it was too late! That's what onions do: they sit there and wait."
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 11:59 am
"Like I want it now that all the good stuff is gone! Not to mention your grubby hands were all over it!" Grabbing the offending, (and mutilated) slice he tossed it back onto his rival's plate. "Besides, Didn't you want it?" Boldly grabbing the onion he waved it in front of his face. "After all. It's full of the nutrients your ugly gut needs." He flicked the onion at his face, his own sneering. "Moron." Reaching behind him, he pulled a jell-o cup up, purposely thrusting his shoulder at the other boy's side. "Oops."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:18 pm
Alex flinched and flipped his tray up, trying to block the offending piece as it flew towards him -- with no success, as it still made a wet 'thmp!' sound as it collided with his vest. "Aw man! That's so gross!" He whined, grabbing the piece and tossing it back -- just in time to get smacked in the face with the onion, and shoulder-shoved at the same time. "Hey! What the hell man! What you're doing now completely violates your own stupid rules! I mean, c'mon, why the hell didn't you grab a friggin' cup when you were back there and let me discover for myself how crappy that slice of pizza is? Geeze!" Each sentence was given a proper punctuation in the form of an elbow jab back at Marlo, of course.
"Excuse you man! Aggh, now I need to go get some napkins or find someone in my size to swap vests with 'cause come on don't you know how hard this stuff is to remove? Oh no, of course you wouldn't since you'd ruin the pristine state of your clothes, tsk!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 6:35 pm
It was above Pizza. It was above everything. IT WAS WAR. "Now you see why rules exist! So this stuff doesn't happen!" He had been reaching to pull the jell-o back to his person when the final jab made him loose a bit of his balance. And step onto the cheese they had left behind. It seemed to happen in slow motion honestly. The jell-o being flung out of his hands and into the mass of students sitting down, minding their own business. Out of the air a glob of the gelatin collided with the back of a rather large senior's head.
An instantaneous reaction, the burly senior grabbed his own jell-o and chucked it at the line, missing Marlo and Alex, and hitting two kids behind them. The whole thing seemed to happen in seconds. And what followed could only be described as hell's gates opened.
"FOOOOOOD FIIIIIIGHT!"
The battle cry unleashed, dishes of mystery meat, jell-o, mac and cheese and a few other meal items where flying through the air. On the ground, Marlo was out of the main line of fire. His rival was not. Reaching up, he grabbed the guy's pizza stained sweater vest and dragged him to the floor. "We settle this later. Truce?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 7:40 pm
"Ha! Lies!" Alex retorted, doing his best to squeeze past Marlo in order to wait in line at the burgers. They weren't as good as the pizza was, even though the pizza was akin to cheese-covered cardboard. Alex had a theory that the kitchen staff secretly switched all the meat with tofu in order to try and be more 'healthy' to the students, or at least replace it with low-fat soy or some other horrible healthy ingredient of mystery.
With his back to Marlo, he missed the epic opportunity to whip out his camera and record the beginning of the food fight. What he didn't miss was the sudden lurch, the loss of gravity and the tmph! of hitting the ground. Then he noticed the food fight going on.
"Truce accepted," Alex replied, snickering. "Oh man, look what you did! This is awesome! I dunno about you, but I think this is a good opportunity to beat it and watch what happens from, I dunno, somewhere else after gettin' a change of clothes. Whaddya say?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 9:38 pm
"Agreed." Marlo felt something fall on his back. No idea what it was, and most likely, he didn't want to know. Crawling on his belly like he had been taught in gym, he was almost thanking the devil of a gym teacher's lessons. Somehow though, he didn't think said teacher would care if he was thankful or not. Speaking of which. "Yeah. We better get out of here fast. The second the main staff gets wind of this, they'll come running and look for the instigators." He looked around. Most of their peers were to enthralled with the food fight, (some putting a bit too much emphasis on the fighting aspect of it), to really notice the two of them on the floor. A few students had taken cover, but, it was clear it was every man for himself.
Marlo grabbed a nearby tray and used it to cover the top of his head to deter any falling food particles. Or from anything that might later be thrown at is face. He pointed at the nearest exit with his thumb. "Make a dash for it or crawl?"
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Sep 16, 2009 8:54 pm
"We'd better hurry up then," Alex said, following after Marlo and nudging him to point towards the kitchens. The kitchen helpers were torn between using their superior ammunition and large spoons to catapult food into the fray and removing it altogether in order to stop those in line from snatching large handfuls to throw around. The official staff, however, was absent -- most likely in order to get additional backup in the form of on-campus security.
"Agh! I wish I could take footage, but then the moment I upload to YouTube bam! Caught with some evidence that's pretty convincing y'know? Anyway we'll just get stepped on if we hang out -- here!" Alex snatched a mess of spaghetti and rubbed it onto his arm, then tossed it to Marlo. "Don't be so high'n'mighty and look more like a victim, y'know? It sucks, it's dirty, but in the end the more of a victim you look the less likely the hall monitors'n'stuff'll stop ya, heehee! It's how I was able to get away with stealing someone's wallet after getting ruffed up by some of the flute section of the orchestra, now c'mon! Let's move quickly, 'cause crawling's too slow and I don't feel like getting stepped on. 'less that's you thing, then be my guest!"
Alex stopped for breath, then grinned. "'Sides, don't you just want to accidentally 'bump' into people on your way out? Lessgo!" With that he rushed out from under the protective table, using his shoulders and elbows to his advantage as he worked his way towards the cafeteria door.
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