Charles Bass
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I'm...Chuck Bass[A1i:8]
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Post by Charles Bass on Oct 20, 2009 13:04:21 GMT -8
A lot of the same students as last time. Though he smiled for two reasons. His lady was in the class of course.... and Gabriel wasn't. Though there was this Katsuri character. He was some trouble the last class, and maybe he would have to lay down some rules. There was someone who joined the last class but never showed up. Would he be expecting another tardy student? 1. Alexis Green 2. Reira DeMorvick 3. Katsuri 4. Serenity Masterson 5.Gilgamesh Magnius 6. Zachariah Rose 7. Addie Balfour 8. Drea E. Delos Santos 9. Victor D'armond He waited at the stair case of a building that was again, mysterious. It was less run down looking than the last one, but still mysterious non the less. He lent out the limos again.... making sure he sent out some special ones. A hummer limo for the big guy and... well Reira would know which limo he got for her. It would be an insider for him to send that limo to her. And the hummer limo? Well, he didn't know how big the guy was last time, but now he does. He would wait for everyone to arrive then show them into the building. |
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Post by Serenity Masterson on Oct 20, 2009 13:49:03 GMT -8
A limo? Seriously? Dude whatever. She was just interested in getting there. Yeah, for once Serenity Masterson was "interested" in getting to class. Why?
Well because this was the only one she had signed up for that she actually looked forward to. Dressed as her usual self with a pair of jeans and a grey hooded pull over. She did not exactly look the part for the situation she found herself in, but who the fuck cared? Not her, that was for sure. Arriving at the location, she would push open the door and step out. Sneakers hitting the ground softly as she rose to stand, pulling the hood up over her head and hiding her features from sight.
She had no real reason for this other than it kept people from knowing where her eyes went. And right now they found the teacher, she guessed. Shrugging softly she used her foot to kick the door closed and would step away from the vehicle. Her hands tucking into the front pockets of her sweater.
As she moved, she scanned the area for any other students that may have arrived thus far. That was the one part she was not looking forward to. She tended not to get along with people and this was a situation that could easily end bad for her.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 20, 2009 13:49:30 GMT -8
Victor walked out of his house into the cool morning, a plaid american eagle jacket, a white V-neck underneath, and true religion jeans... someone was looking good... his arts supplies tucked nicely under his arm. Victor pulled out the keys to his.. AWESOME NEW CAR I'm totally mocking someone if you can't tell only to look up and see a limo already outside of his house. Victor's eyes widened, fine chuck, be all cool and super punctual... Victor just walked over getting into the limo, wondering what magical sort of adventure they would go on THIS time... and of course curious about who would be there... if it would turn out as badly as last time. here's hoping! as the limo came to a slow Victor hopped out, seeing the oddly young teacher standing by a large building, though this one much nicer than the last one. Victor walked up to chuck with a little smile, curious if he owned this place too. "Hey chuck, so what's the lesson plan for today?" Victor asked curious if there would be more strippers... and curious about other things... he noticed that he was the first one here... curious |
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 20, 2009 13:52:13 GMT -8
Limo? Fuck that. Mr. Chuck would have had a driver that would never drive for him.. ever again. Katsuri had scared him to death when he forced him to tell him where the class was being held. The sound of that massive custom built hunk of steel could have been seen coming up the street, and if not, well, than you would have certainly heard it as the sound system in the thing took up the entire trunk and the controller for the bass boost and amps was resting behind the seats of the car so, it took advantage of as much space ass possible. What was this thing? A Dodge Viper SRT-10 of course. This thing was not cheap in its own right, setting a normal person back 70-100 grand in a heart beat.. add in the fact he had to shell out double that just for the basic production of the model by Dodge? Well. You were already looking at something that could bankrupt people living lavishly. The entire thing would have made a millionaire weep, the benefit when you dealt with a multi-billion dollar pharmaceutical and distribution company. One that had had its claws in the US since baby brother entered New York over 30 years ago. Sad part was? This was the only thing he spent lavish amounts of cash on. Even his home was given to him by the family when they moved their secondary shipping headquarters into a more populated area of town, what, with getting away from that seclusion mentality and all. The thing to keep in mind about this car, is that it was already incredibly large and heavy, being a muscle car, its engine was no joke either. It was the poor mans super car. Add into that the cash flow Katsuri had to play around with? Well. Lets just say SVS systems of the past had been modified to suit the custom built Mopar Concept and you were looking at something with the horsepower akin to a fuckin' tank and the torque to back it up as well. The roar of a song that was... not exactly manly was blasting from the speakers, but fuck it, if they had a problem with Mamboleo the lilac smelling gorilla would beat the shit out of them. A skid, and he'd have kicked the steering wheel first to one side, and then to the other, in the process slamming the break and then gunning the accelerator up once more. This sent the thing skidding sideways with the big man grinning through those tinted windows at Chuck. It was built like the tank, given the body was made of pure titanium and a good six or seven inches thick. When he went all out on the engine, it was not just so he could shit on the ricers flying up and down the street, it was so he could make the damn thing move. It slammed back down to the ground on its wheels, the suspension rocking a little before it settled, the music taking over once more. Nut job? Better believe it. He opened the door and slipped from his car, the first thing able to be seen given those windows had a tinted glare preventing people from looking in would have been the glint off the light tinted metal clinging to his face. It had not been painted and polished yet, but it was good enough. He rolled his fingers softly across the top of it and grinned over at Chuck. |
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Post by Reira DeMorvick on Oct 20, 2009 14:24:54 GMT -8
Reira was sitting inside her walk-in closet. She had so much clothes to choose from. This was a problem daily. Ugh. Sometimes she wished Demetri never adopted her and she was still that average girl. But nope, she was living large now. Slumping forward, still in her PJ’s, her chin rested on the carpet. What to wear. “Uhhhhh mornings….gaah.” She heard some shuffling behind her and saw her maid Dorotha give her the evil eye. “You be late for school! Get up, go shower! Dorotha will pick you out something to wear!” Crawling her way to the bathroom, Reira hopped into the shower, showered, did her make-up and hair and then went to see Dorotha again. She was surprised to see what the old woman had picked out for her. It was cool. “Wow I didn’t even know I had these,” Reira said, getting dressed. She really liked her outfit. Okay, now time to get going! Putting on some simple flats, she grabbed her art stuff and oh, there was a limo waiting for her. Smiling, she hopped in the back seat and that smile grew bigger. This was definitely the limo. Sitting on the seat beside her was a bouquet of roses. Reira was touched. Oh that Chuck! She took a one rose out of the bouquet, sniffed it and put it behind her hear. It complimented her look. The limo drive was fast and she found herself standing in front of a somewhat decent building. As soon as she stepped out she smiled slyly at Chuck, keeping her distance…for now. They decided to keep their relationship on the down low for the time being. She knew some people there and she was super happy to see Victor! “Hey Vic!,” she said cheerily, slapping him playfully on the back. “Excited?” She'd probably hang out with Victor in this class. Katsuri was there too, looking as harmful as ever. She giggled. She liked Katsuri. He was rather cute at times. There was also another girl there, but she had no idea who she was. Guessed she’d find out. |
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Post by Alexis Seran on Oct 20, 2009 15:27:48 GMT -8
Alexis was gettinf ready with music all loud and what not. She put on a black tank, a green plaid button up and yay for ties!. Her jeans were light washed and had tapered legs. Before she had time to put her hair up all cool and what not, she heard a honk outside. She looked to see yet another limo. Does this teacher have anything better to do than spend his money on limos?
Well, since her ride was here, she just stuck on a black, baggy tuque and just threw on her leather jacket.(left of image) Now she was out the door and into the limo. While they were driving to the location, she of coursed remembered she left her music on. Her neighbors were going to be very annoyed with her, weren't they? Once she arrived she smiled over at Victor whom was there... Reira was beside him, and of course that irked her a little...only a little... it was just...VICTOR WAS HER BRO D: Oh well, Alexis was going to suck it up. Not Reira's fault she was so easily liked and pretty >.< "G'day, mates." she greeted Victor... and Reira she supposed. There was a guy in a mask. Normally Alexis would be like "wtf?" but she knew damn well who it was. His height and odd fashion sense was evident. Damn I hate him...Last time she saw him, he grabbed her by the neck and made her pass out. Fucker. |
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Post by Addie Balfour on Oct 20, 2009 19:24:50 GMT -8
Waking up for school can be so troublesome, being up early and walking to school, and of course the killer..Being there on time. It was a chore to get up sometime, which is exactly why she had missed her last class. Addie eventually hauled herself out of bed, looking around at her room, she saw that Dist was just chillin out like he usually did in his heated little habitat. She looked down at her floor covered in clothes and what ever else seemed to take up living there. She'd slowly head to the washroom, where she'd quickly prepare for the new day.....Dreading every moment of it. She was ready fast, as usual. Which lead to Addie sitting at the kitchen table for a little while, sipping some tea, whilst going over some things in her note book.
If it wasn't for a knock on her apartment door, Addie would have been late for school. Had it not been for the little old lady from down stairs, she would never have known about the limo waiting for her....WAIT, WHAT? Yes, apparently the Art teacher had sent limos to get them....How strange.... Shrugging a little, Addie would head downstairs with her school bag and a coffee.
An awkward ride to class later and Addie was there.
She'd look around for a familiar face...ANYONE!
Jello girl.....
Victor.....
Roommate of a day.....
......Some girl.....
Super giant guy...
andd...the teacher?
Well, at least she assumed the last guy was a teacher.
Addie wandered close to the group of people, yet at the same time she gave herself a little distance. Not wanting to draw attention to her, or disturb the groups. This better be good... The brunette thought to herself as she crossed her arms over her chest and scanned the surroundings and the people once more.
[[OOC: FFFFFF~ ]]
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Oct 21, 2009 4:48:34 GMT -8
(OOC:Sorry for late post, Internet at home is down)
Gilgamesh walked out of his appartment to see a limo.... LIMO? He looked at the man who awaited his entrence and got into the Limo... RAPE! HE driver drove where Gilgamesh saw Mr.Bass watching his Limo pull up.
"Sorry im late, didn't wake up ontime." He rubbed his eyes abit and walked over to Victor and patted his shoulder.
"You Bro, whats poppin'?" He asked and looked at the 8 foor tall man, a foot taller than him.
CURSE YOU!!!!!
He looked at the teacher.. Wut?
He looked at the people who were here and where he was... Art museam?.... He looked at the big guy again...
He poked him saying "You biiiigg."
And he looked at the teacher and yawned. He was tired.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2009 13:59:01 GMT -8
A limo? Zachariah blinked in awe at the gesture, not every day that a teacher sent limos to get their students. Never one to turn down kind gestures, he climbed in and let the driver do his job. The trip gave him time to think, however about how odd it felt to be back at school where some teacher would probably look at him as another delinquent and try to degrade him in some way. If there was one consistent negative mark that could put against this near perfect 4.0 GPA student, it was his often lack of participation. Today he would try to change that and be… helpful. Much of him wished to be back studying and meditating in the remote village in India instead, but this was home.
Eventually the limo arrived, perhaps a bit late, Zachariah thanked the driver for his help. It was always good to be polite whenever possible. As he approached the group, he realized three things… one was the fact that he seemed to be one of the last, if the not the last, to arrive. Second was that there was actually someone taller than himself… much taller, it bit shocking. Third was that fact that out of everyone assembled there was at least someone that someone else knew, except for him. Zachariah did not know anyone in this class at all. Of course given his often absences from school it was all too shocking that he didn’t know anyone.
“I apologize if I’m late.”
Zachariah said frankly with a polite smile, excepting half heartedly to either not be fully acknowledged or to be reprimanded. Faces always came and went but often the interpersonal relations between the students and teachers stayed the same. Even the factions within the student body came and went but always at its basis the same. Zachariah sighed mentally at the thought without much emotion showing. On top of that he was really an artist… though it ever hurt to broaden the horizons.
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Drea
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Post by Drea on Oct 22, 2009 15:16:42 GMT -8
{Sorry for the late post - I'm a moron and didn't know this was here. >< Frick, AND it's a short post.  } Drea had accepted the limo ride, not wanting to offend her teacher. As a result, it had been a brief ride to the location at hand. Still, she had her supplies with her in a bag - she hadn't been sure exactly what all she'd need so she had a satchel filled with the possible art supplies. She promptly moved towards the group, easily sighting them due to the eight foot man that stood tall among them and the cluster of varied teenagers in the area. " I'm sorry I'm late!" she said, jogging over to them, wincing as her satchel repeatedly thunked solidly against her hip. |
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Charles Bass
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Art Teacher[M:-264]
I'm...Chuck Bass[A1i:8]
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Post by Charles Bass on Oct 22, 2009 23:42:22 GMT -8
(OOC:....Comp died.. so this might be my only post in this class til sunday or later(unless lena makes me use her comp again)..So if anyone doesn't mind I'm going to post as Alexis after to get her out of the way as well)
He stood waiting for his students to arrive, and soon enough they did. First was a girl. He smiled at her and thought about what she would look like without any clothes. Yet again, he thought that very same thing with just about any other girl. Victor was an attendee and he came second.
"Hey chuck, so what's the lesson plan for today?" he simply smiled at him and shook his had slowly, side to side.
"You can wait." then as if everything came crashing down of a possibly good day, Katsuri showed up. In his own car. It had not bothered Chuck that he did not accept the hummer limo, but it did bother him for the fact he actually showed up. He was hoping the boy fell in a well. Though chances are, if he did fall in a well, he would be able to climb out. Then, of course, he was wearing something odd like a mask. Chuck rolled his eyes and while doing so, saw Reira exit the limo he had sent for her.
She had the flower in her hair and a rather cute outfit. Chuck's famous crooked smile slid to his expression as she approached Victor. Reira was his lady, though they would have to keep it on the down low. And she was doing it just fine talking to Victor. Jealousy came, but he would set it aside. Jealousy was rare for the rich man, though he had nothing to complain about.. after all he was checking out the other girls.
Next was the Australian girl who was in his class the last time. She was hot, but seemed to have a temper to her. If Reira wasn't his lady he would definitely try something with her after class. Next was yet another girl. Why hadn't there been this many girl's in his first class? He would have definitely has more things to look at.
Now it was time to start but there were a few students whom haven't arrived. Chuck was about to carry on when three more students arrived and apologized for their tardiness.
"Ok... Now everyone is here, unlike last time... we can actually enjoy ourselves. This building here. I own it. It was my father's, but he recently passed." he rubbed his hands together and smiled at them all. "And this is a public place and less...raunchy than the last class I brought you to. I would prefer you to grow up and act like civilized students and leave the furniture on the ground where it is supposed to be. We are here to learn not act like apes. I don't give a damn if they are our closest relative, they still don't have the ability to reason."
He opened the doors and the place had people looking around and Chuck nodded to the secretary at the front desk. He would stand in the middle of one of the large rooms. "This museum, stands three stories tall. And I want you to look for your favorite piece... and write about what you think about it and why you like it." his arms would spread to the side as if telling them they can disperse. "We have prints of famous work as well. Go enjoy yourselves. I will be checking up on you all individually."
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Post by Alexis Seran on Oct 23, 2009 0:36:41 GMT -8
Alexis entered the building after everyone showed up and the teacher introduced them to his large museum. Alexis' eyes looked over only a few of the art that had been displayed on the walls of the room they were in.
She was hoping it would be nothing like last art class, having Katsuri lose his shit again and threaten to attack Reira once again. That could be freaken annoying.
Yet again!
Everything about him was freaken annoying. Who would be his friend? That, Alexis did not know... Probs some nerdy dweeb that could make friends with just about anything and enjoy themselves.
<.<
>.>
=D?
Now he had given them the assignment and she turned off on her own looking at the variations of work. Statues and paintings alike. What she wasn't looking forward to was writing the essay.
K..Art....
lame
lame...
lamey lame.
almost as lame as this post....
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Drea
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Post by Drea on Oct 23, 2009 12:24:16 GMT -8
Drea nodded thoughtfully as he gave them their assignment. She wasn't too worried about what to write or anything of the sort. She wanted to do the work and do it properly the first time so she wouldn't have to do it again. She entered the building, looking around at all of the pieces that were up. She wasn't sure if she really liked any of it, though. Drea turned to see what direction Katsuri and Ren would go - they were the only two there that she really knew, after all. She wondered what they would do. She mentally shook herself. It didn't matter. She moved slowly by the paintings, letting her eyes slip over them as she waited for one that might catch her eye. Preferably one that was dreadfully beautiful as opposed to beautifully dreadful. Admittedly, art was art so it didn't matter either way, but still. She started to move down the hall, soflty singing a lullaby to herself as she looked over the pictures. She herself was sure that no one in the gallery would hear her - and in an ever-silent art gallery, that is a feat in and of itself. |
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Post by Serenity Masterson on Oct 23, 2009 12:49:18 GMT -8
Okay, so yeah. This was so a class she could handle. Aside from the girls being in the majority, she could handle this. It did not seem like that big of a deal. All she had to do was wander about for now and TRY to stay out of trouble. Good deal.
Making sure that the teacher was done with his lecture or whatever she would cast a glance about to the other students.
Right on, they were all mulling about minding their own business. Giving her time to slip off. Moving into the building and off by herself. This was gonna be easier than she thought as her eyes went over the many pieces which were set about this place. Her mind making mental notes of each and basing an opinion upon what she felt the artist was trying to say.
Nah, she had not been through this whole art class before. Well not this one, but in other towns she had. Oh well. She had it made. Not a single soul noticed her really and that meant she would be able to just keep to herself. No worries about having to deal with the other students.
Okay, so yeah, she had note the male students and their absolutely yummy bods. But hey! She did not always think about sex. Just 99.99%of the time. The rest was.......
Well, getting high and drunk. Heh. What a fulfilling life she lived huh? Oh well.
Reaching up she pushed back her hood now. Letting her blond hair fall about her delicate features, emerald eyes now visable. Well, if that is, there was anyone close enough to see her.
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Post by Victor "Break" D'Armond on Oct 24, 2009 19:42:06 GMT -8
Victor nodded, the guy was checking out the ladies, Victor understood, he wondered how the teacher felt that all the ladies where coming to victor. hehehelittle did Victor know...anyhow! VIC!? VIC!?*mindshrug* he'd never been called Vic before, but now that he thought about it, he didn't mind, made him sound a little older. "Totally excited, I love drawing" Victor would say hugging reira. of course, reira hadn't been there last time either... he loved a lot of things chuck did. then Alexis came up, "good day to you" Victor said with a mock sass, giving her a hug as she came up bro five with gilgamesh, ftw and then... then chuck explained what they where to do today D: not exciting...man chuck... you used to be coolvictor wasn't actually saddened by this, just poking fun in his mind, he led himself inside and began looking at the art... suddenly he stumbled upon this image...to which there was a good ten seconds of... WHAT THE F*CK but Victor's smile didn't fade and he looked at it objectively. Victor pulled out a piece of paper I like this piece because... |
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