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 Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 9:40 am
Most of the classrooms follow the standard rectangular shape. The only exception to this rule is the music room, which is a large, circular, sound-proof room with an office for the teacher and two storage rooms: one for guitar while the other for orchestral instruments. Each classroom can easily fit 30 students, though it can stretch to about 40. Never in history a school had ALL their students attend school in one day, so not all the classrooms are full. Depending on teacher, the classrooms can either be a great environment to learn, a boring place to be, or a living hell. Its a shame that students in h
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 2:59 pm
Η Ί Ɍ Ѻ • Η Ⱥ Ҝ Ʉ Ș Ʉ Ҝ Ɇ"Zombies walking the streets eh? Guess I'm not going to work today..."
He was too old to be having nightmares, but the stresses of having to provide for himself in a small house were taking its toll. Just as the figurative zombies surrounded him in his dream and were about to dogpile him, his eyes snapped open and head shot up with a feared gasp followed by a few pants. Placing a hand on his forehead and through his hair he let out a relieved sigh. "It was a dream... Man couldn't think of how I'd actually act if those were real. Heh, listen to me... real zombies. I need a break..." he said with a slight laugh. Little did he know how much of a message that would wind up being.
Stretching and getting his pencil back in his hand to scribble notes once more. He looked out the window from time to time, hoping that class would go by faster. Being the quiet type, he never drew much attention, but he had secretly hoped no one had caught him napping, otherwise that would be quite the embarrassment. As the teacher continued, he glanced back at the clock which seemed to stop... perfect. This was going to be one of those days. Something he'd soon take for granted.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 5:35 pm
Kirishima, Kazuo "Can you be quiet for a bit, please?"
I can't even look out the window anymore, it's kind of depressing. Kazuo thought to himself as he looked out towards the sky, a slight bit of regret burrowing itself deeper within him. Maybe if he had tried a little bit harder to blend in with the rest of the school then he would not be in this mess, but that really did not matter anymore. What he should be concerned with now is what he is going to do once he gets back 'home'. There's not really anything I can do, except just go with it. Still, I can't put it out of my mind... It's making me kind of restless. He thought to himself, looking forward at the board with a slightly distant expression on his face, as if his mind was in a completely different place from the rest of him. In fact, everyone around him seemed to have disappeared from his sight, being replaced with what he believed to be the future later today. Yelling, complaining, and then, finally, ultimately, the punishment he had been expecting since he woke up this morning. Just the thought of it caused Kazuo to get slightly depressed, not like it mattered though.
Did it really matter how depressed he got over what was going to happen? Not really. All that mattered was how he was going to deal with the situation when it came up, and he had already figured that out. So just why was he feeling so depressed about what was going to happen? Maybe he had actually gotten slightly attached to this kind of life, but it did not really matter anymore. Kazuo's eyes slowly came by the clock, which hands had apparently stopped. If only time could do the same thing. I wouldn't manage to stop everything and just keep things like this forever. He thought to himself, placing his head on his hand to rest it as he began taking notes with the other. Would he even be at school tomorrow? That really did not seem likely at this point, but there was still that faint possibility, after all it was not like he could tell the exact future. Luck might just come his way or something. All he could do was hope for something like that though. But... I really haven't been the most fortunate person. Kazuo thought to himself as he stared down at his notes, not really looking at them.
What a depressing thought. Still, his eyes moved back towards the clock and just watched it, the appearance of the device somewhat comforting to him, even if it was lying to him. But that did not really matter right now, as long as there was something in this room that could put him at ease even if only a little bit. Although he might look a bit odd sitting in the classroom and just staring up at the broken clock, fixated on it just about. His case really would not be helped due to the fact that he was pretty much an outcast. Oh well though, not like he was paying much mind to the people around him. Actually, everyone around him was still pretty much invisible, having disappeared and never reappeared within his vision after he had thought about what was going to happen later on in the day. That was not to say that they had literally disappeared from the classroom, just that Kazuo was so focused on his own thoughts that he pretty much did not even acknowledge that anyone else was in the classroom with him anymore.
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Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2013 9:28 pm
ALISON O'HEALATHAIGH
The Information Broker of the Yakuza
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Alison was sitting in the back of the classroom without a care in the world. Her feet were propped up on the desk to her left and since the teacher had stepped out. "Well since everyone else is being so boring." She began to play the imaginary drums on her desk, and did so quite well actually. Alison did so for a moment without singing but then a beat became audible to the drumming of the desk and books she used to vary the sound. I think that something a little odd would do nicely. Her thoughts wandered as she began playing the beat to the song and singing along. "I peak, I can't speak, on my back in the middle of the street! My brain is a chow mein and runnin' round and around like a chain, and I know that you know that sooner or later like a ufo...I'm comin' down.I'm comin' down!!" Her voice was just loud enough for those around her to hear her rather peculiar song. She stopped once it was time so in order to avoid a fight breaking out, but then again Alison wasn't one to care considering the rumors surrounding her were far from pleasant.
The popular crowd deemed her a violent brawler and not someone to piss off. The jocks mad her a target to annoy and see who would win in a fight, but after the last one had a baseball bat meet their knees while walking home that stopped. Alison had to call in a favor on that one though. Her gaze flickered to those in the class once more before her eyes shut and she sunk down in her chair so that she was semi-stretched out and laying down between two desk seats. she had softball practice today and a game on the weekend that the team was counting on her to literally blast some of the balls out of the park. It wasn't hard since she didn't feel pain and hit a little harder because her muscles didn't register any damage from an excessively powerful swing. There was still talk of the time that she literally broke a bat in practice and was forced to move up to her current DeMarini Voodoo bat. It was the very baseball bat that allowed her to beat the schools records for home runs. "Ugh! I just want to get back to my usual stuff. This sitting in class waiting for a teacher to tell me equations that I will never use is driving me insane!" The girl sat up as a vampire would from their sarcophagus. Her heterochromatic green and blue eyes studying the board which was littered with problems for them to solve by the teachers return to the classroom. "32.01, 107.32, and 09.45 are the answers now someone entertain me... please." She groaned as her attempts to entertain herself continued to fail. Why couldn't today be interesting!?
The Song
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:36 am
JOZON PRYCE
The 'Charming' Yet Vicious Brawler
"A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep."
The weather was nice out today, a cloudy day which mean shade, wind cascading around the city, and the sun rays still peaking through. The perfect weather for one to to a nap. Jozon was tired all today pretty much because he was 'working' late within the streets once again which also included a bit of zombie bashin' when he had gotten home via PlayStation, so being tired he had fallen asleep in the beginning of the period not long after he had laid his head upon his desk, his mind drifting off as it started out as one of his nights within a brawl, underground fighting to be more exact. In the dream it was Jozon against another male who was much larger than himself, from the beginning he would seem to be getting his a** handed to him staying on the defensive and even had blood drawn from his lips but it was after seeing this blood that he smiled and now went on the offensive, using his superior speed as he was to dance around the fighter and eventually beat the man and won the fight. After that the dream quickly turned for the worse as zombies would begin attacking the scene which many died, many had guns, and thinking he's captain commando Jozon found himself pulling two oozies out of no where, opening fire on all who got near him as he looked for a place to hide but eventually someone within the class room began making noise, singing and drumming right next to him which of course woke him. "Head shot! That's fifty points!" He blurted out as he was to wake, shooting into an upright position only to find that he was sill in the class room.
Jozon looked up at the clock to find out only thirty minutes had gone by in this hour long class, yet strangely enough that was just enough to give him the energy he needed having been sleeping in his other classes up until now. He would then looked to his left where he would find Alison sitting, looking as if she was bored out of her mind and as things were he was correct as she had even stated as much, adverting his attention to the blackboard he would go on to try to ready it but that much was difficult with him rubbing his eyes that was covered by an eye patch, his other as well as he had just woken up and the bright lights of the class bothering his eyes. Once his vision had returned the teen could see clear with his hazel orb and found math problems riddling the board, Alison was right most of this stuff he had no intention of using in everyday life yet math as a whole could be beneficial specially in the streets where he could easily make some money in the underground scene by gambling, yet he simply tells people he invest down on the wall streets. He would open up the notebook he had been using as a pillow, a rather uncomfortable at that and prepared to complete the three questions but he found Alison give him the answer and he trusted her, after all they were friends though let Jozon tell it and they were more than that as he liked to tease her by telling others she was his girlfriend yet that much was not the case.He simply love the reactions he got out of her. "Yo Ali, I'll entertain you." He stated with a smirk after writing down the answers yet he had a alternative meaning for entertain and he was sure Alison knew that much at this point.
"If life is so much like a dream and things aren't always what they seem, then let me walk this road with you until our wakening is due."
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:47 pm
░░▒▓██►Kamina◄██▓▒░░ 【╔══════════════ 『☯ ☯ ☯ ☯』 ══════════════╗ "Who the hell do you think I am?!"
The seat next to Jozon was empty, the student assigned to it was Kamina Machina. He usually skipped classes but still managed to keep his grades up. The school was having a kendo tournament soon and Kamina was probably busy training the other members of the club. ╚══════════════ 『☯ ☯ ☯ ☯』 ══════════════╝ 】
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Grand Chevalier Haji Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 8:21 am
Hinata Asahina  [EXIT. ZOMBIES ARE COMING SOON. GET READY.]
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 4:24 pm
Η Ί Ɍ Ѻ • Η Ⱥ Ҝ Ʉ Ș Ʉ Ҝ Ɇ"Zombies walking the streets eh? Guess I'm not going to work today..."
As if on cue, as soon as he began to think of where she would be, the girl in question arrived with an excuse as to why she was late. The class was nearly over but she felt justified with the reasoning of saving a cat. Whether or not this was true, was uncertain until meowing could be heard from her bag. Once the teacher kicked the girl out he couldn't help but wonder what she would do now. The thing had to be hungry. Sneaking a piece of leftover sandwich from his lunch, Hiro asked to go to the restroom.
While in the hallway, he tried to catch up to Hinata, placing a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "Here, Snow must be hungry. Take it, maybe she'll like it." he said with a look of somewhat nervousness as he spoke. It had been the first time he had even attempted to approach her. Surely this was new to Hinata as well.
[Exit]
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:07 am
 goes to chair leaning back happily looking over to where logan was going to be sitting. she hoped the teacher would just pay her no mind. it was a good month and a half since she started coming to this school and the first day she actually showed up in class all to spend more time with the logan boy.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 12:50 pm
 † Azalea Lockhart †ıllıllı If life was simply just a dream...______________________________________
The same class, the same faces, the same noises and the same freaking life. Azalea was sitting on her chair yawing and feeling bored as hell. Despite that, she was still taking notes from the blackboard, and even listening to the teachers voice... which pretty much annoyed her. It was so high pitched, it hurt her ears. Unfortunately she had to listen to that stupid a** voice so that she wouldn't need to review at home... after all those two bitches would lie there and probably annoy her even more then the teachers sickening voice. Just thinking about that made her blood boil.
She shook her head and concentrated on the lesson. There were only a few minutes left and she would be free from this torture... not that that freedom would last for long. "I'll just skip the other lessons..." she whispered to herself as she continued taking notes. She wasn't feeling that good today, and listening to those annoying teachers of hers would just make her brain explode. Plus, it's not like the subjects she had today were that difficult. It wouldn't hurt her to skip one stupid lesson. She could catch up easily... Fortunately she had a brain, and she was one of the few that used it.
She looked outside from the window and stared at the clear blue sky. What a beautiful day to laze around were her thoughts._____________________________________
...then mine is probably a freaking nightmare ıllıllı
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:41 pm
looking over she someone else who didnt like the classes, only one desk over. "....pst.....if it gets too much...I am sure they sell cyanide pills around here somewhere....I mean....with that voice.....the teacher should hand them out before every class...only humane thing to do" she giggled
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:56 pm
† Azalea Lockhart †ıllıllı If life was simply just a dream...______________________________________
She didn't move her head, for her it was just wasting energy. She didn't really bother with what the student around her said but... she had to admit that THAT was funny. She let a smile escape her lips even though she didn't intend to.
Avalea actually decided to take a look at the person who had just made her laugh... well you can't call that really a laugh but, anyways. Only one seat away there was a girl with white hair and blue eyes. Well, that was a rare sight. She was giggling, she had a nice smile... And... actually , the smile still hadn't left her lips either, something she hadn't even realized.
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...then mine is probably a freaking nightmare ıllıllı
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 2:26 pm
kesuke uchiha She smiled back happily. "Saara Gotovkin...may I know ho you are before you take up the cyanide pill?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 2:39 pm
† Azalea Lockhart †ıllıllı If life was simply just a dream...______________________________________
Avalea blinked a few times.
Oh well, it won't hurt to tell her my name she thought. "I'm Avalea Lockhart" she answered to the white haired girl. _____________________________________
...then mine is probably a freaking nightmare ıllıllı
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 2:57 pm
"Its good to meet you then Avalea...." she smiled holding up her flask "want some?.....its just vokda...and will take the edge off that unholy voice the teacher has...." she smiled holding it out to her
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