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Post by shuuhei on Dec 30, 2006 17:31:44 GMT -8
Public High School 260. A school just like any other, but one that had recently formed a habit of downplaying the students of 259. Graffiti sprayed all around town, not to mention on the school itself, called the students of 259 weaklings who couldn't fight, play sports, etc. Though that was the clean version, the actual writings were much more vulgar.
Now, Shuuhei wasn't a man who liked dealing with this kind of crap. Hiring people to clean up the walls, losing respect from his fellow teachers and the community, breaking up fights at sporting events, it was all a pain in the ass. Something needed to be done to restore the school's reputation as the most dominant. PHS 260 would be an example that those who disrespected his school would be put in their place. Not that he planned on doing this himself, the students would be his agents of mischief. It would be easy, after all, they cared about the reputation of their school as well.
That being the case, the dark haired man had the names of a few choice students read out during the morning announcments. They were to report to his office right away to carry out a special assignment. No one knew what Shuuhei had in mind, but they would find out soon enough.
Leaning back in his comfortable leather chair, the Co-Supervisor kicked his feet onto the oak desk that was covered with papers, a laptop, a pen, and other office supplies. Paperwork was the his mortal enemy, but there was no avoiding it. However, it would have to wait, as he had to inform the students of their new job...
OOC: Crappy post? Yes, it is. Meh, I'm not feeling right, but it'll due.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 1, 2007 13:40:11 GMT -8
"Shieeet, who do those 260 kids think they are!?" "No idea, bro. But I'm about an inch away from smacking those foo's heads. Day-m." "Is it just me, or is the mask on the school cap'n lookin' pretty damn kinky?" "Shut up, foo'! If she hears you talkin' smack 'bout her then.."
...wow.
Were kids at 259 really that "wanna-be" type gangsters or..is that just really how some kids spoke? Passing through the halls of 259, the brown eyed girl strolled past two kids who were - apparently - had a free period. She gave a mental sigh - she was missing English class, her favorite class, because it was actually quiet in there. Students actually respected the teacher at a certain point, and vice versa with the teacher. Students actually did their work - of course, there were certain individuals with that "goofy" attitude who tends to make jokes at the most odd times. So, why was she missing English? Because during the morning announcements, certain individuals were called to Mr. Shuuhei's office as soon as possible for a "special assignment". Okay, what the heck?
Her shoes were silent as she walked towards his office, long, black cargo pants that were loose around the legs, yet fit her waist perfectly without a belt. Sorta like those hip-hop pants for girls, yet for certain reasons, the brown eyed girl still put on a white belt. On top were double layered tank tops along with a zip-up hooded navy sweater, half-way done. On her hands were the Cap'n gloves, slipped inside the pockets of the sweater, and across her face was that usual cloth mask - black and red, covering the bottom half of her face. Instead of colored contacts, she had on clear, revealing her natural brown eyes. Her hair was pulled up in a half pony tail, her bangs naturally falling off to the side. Her hair, you could say, was no longer a bright, fiery red, but more of a brown color with a slight red tint in the sun.
Wonder what this special assignment is...
There was really only one way to find out. She turned at a corner and continued on toward her destination. She hoped it wasn't anything stupid, due to the fact that she was missing her favorite class. But because it was Mr. Shuuhei who called the selected students, Mitsuki assumed it was for a good cause. That, and the fact that she's been catching 260's students around school vandalizing the area. So if she wasn't there to stop them, then who would? Another thing she noticed is that she hasn't been seeing the pillars as often. She assumed they were in class - hopefully - because it seemed as if all three were either missing, or too caught up in their personal lives. She sighed mentally - perhaps she made a mistake of choosing the pillars?
..they all went 'poof'?
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Post by Jyo on Jan 1, 2007 22:42:34 GMT -8
Haven't heard my name over the P.A. system even back at my old school. Interesting wonder what they want with me and the other students? He thought knowing that it wasn't likely to be pretty. He knew of the rising vandelism and it didn't please him and wondered if this had anything to do with it.
With his normal long strides he quickly moved through the halls. Besides his height he didn't stand out much today. A pair of black jeans with a white shirt and a pair of combat boots were what he decided to where today. His sunglasses were off and haqnging by one of the arms off the fron of his shirt and this was one of the rare times he didn't have his hair tied back.
While walking to the office he saw a familar face. Mitsuki the school captain here and a person he had already gained a large amount of respect for and could easily relate to in some ways as to her position. Though it took him a minute to realize it was her as she didn't look like she did when they met and sparred each other.
"Hello Mitsuki it's been a little while. Any idea what we're here for?" He asked giving a small wave in greeting. When he got closer he saw something seemed to be on her mind. "Anything the matter. You look a little concered?"
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Post by Zack "Joaquin" on Jan 2, 2007 14:40:39 GMT -8
Running down the hall, a freshman ran from the abthroom, back to class. The punsihment from an angry Math Teacher, was anything but enjoyable; not to mention painful when you get socked in the stomach. As he was dashing back, Zack caught a glimpse of two students by the office, which was owned by an administrator, to whom was unknown by Zack.
Catching his breath, Zack stopped for a short moment of peace, as he speculated what might happen near the office. "Maybe its a giant fight...a REALLY BIG fight!!!", he said excitedly to himself, quickly clasping his hands over his mouth, in order to suppress the sound. Pressing his back toward the wall, he stared at a senior, and...a junior or sophmore, possibly freshman of sort. "The intercom stated that specific students should meet near the office of Mr.Shuuhei's sometime during the morning...." "This may be the meeting!!!" Grinning, Zack sat down, continually glancing over at the two and the office. So what if he was going to be merciliessly beaten down by the math teacher- he wouldnt care. "Shows exactly what the teacher knows.", Zack said, as a weak grin appeared on his visage.
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Post by Jason Harris on Jan 2, 2007 14:55:02 GMT -8
(ooc: I love the "slang" Suki XD)
Dylan was in class, he actually managed to get to it on time for a change. He was sitting down, half- asleep, it was taking all of his energy to just stay up. You guessed it another night without sleep, it was a normal habit for Dylan and he could function with little to no sleep, but it was still hard to be active in the morning for him. Then the announcement that he was needed in the office came.
"Why does he need me."
"You heard the announcement Dylan get going."
Not saying a word Dylan got up and started for the door. He could hear the whispers loud and clear, they might of well have been yelling them. What did you do was the main one that was coming. It was sad that people cared about what was happening in someone else's life and not what was happening in their own.
As Dylan walked the silent halls, well except for the handful of kids skipping, he was thinking to himself. He couldn't think of why he was being called down, maybe he should have listened to all of the announcements instead of just his name and go to the office. Well there wasn't anything he could do now.
Once he reached the office Dylan spotted a couple of people already there, "You guys get called down too?"
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Post by chihiro on Jan 3, 2007 8:45:15 GMT -8
"Ugh, stupid dollar..." The dark haired senior known as Chi grumbled as she tried putting it into the vending machine outside the cafeteria. These things were always so tricky, and if your paper money wasn't perfectly dtraight, it wouldn't accept it. Gripping both sides of the dollar, Chi rubbed it back and forth on the corner of the machine in the hopes of getting it straight enough to go in. All she wanted was a soda, jeez. Lifting the dollar into the air, the senior eyed the money carefully before bringing it back to the dollar accepting thing on the front. Just as she was about to put it in, however, a voice crackled over the loudspeaker, summoning her and a few others to a Mister Shuuhei's office for a special assignment. Curious look in place, Chi pocketed the dollar, vowing to get her soda another time as she made her way to the co-supervisor's office. She was dressed in a tan pair of capris and a cute teal tshirt, her long raven hair pulled back into a ponytail today, angled bangs falling partially over one chocolate hued eye. Chi glanced at the name on the door to make sure she had the right room before entering, and she noticed a few familiar faces and she offered a slight wave and a half-smile. "Hey...um, do any of you know why we're here?"
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Post by Zack "Joaquin" on Jan 4, 2007 12:59:58 GMT -8
Zack leaned against the wall once more, seeing a few of them walk into the room. "Well darn. I didnt get called, but this is way better than sitting in a room all day!", he said to himself excitedly, as he decided to creep closer to the office. "Maybe...just one peek...thats all I want.", he said as he came into proximity of the office,and stuck to the wall.
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Post by ubersex on Jan 12, 2007 13:16:54 GMT -8
Slightly sweaty palms slammed against the entrance hall doors, allowing them to quickly swing open, and create a rather loud orchestra of clangs and claps as the doors slammed against the walls and then swung back to slam shut. The boy who had pushed them open had slipped in quickly to avoid the doors shutting on him. His emerald orbs gazed about his new home for the next 4 years of his life. A relatively nice looking school- At least so far.
Who was this student? None other then Sevren Destry! He was new of course, so no one would know of him just yet. But some day! Someday people would know his name! Say it loud and proud! Knowing they were simply speaking the name the the best person to ever walk the earth! Yes! Sevren Destry! His face portrayed a young teenager that looked only slightly winded. Why you might ask? He had been running. He had been jumping. He had been climbing his way to #259 since 5 o'clock in the morning. Yeah, he was an early bird. He wasn't one to stay up too late, or sleep too long.
And as he caught his breath, he would allow himself to stretch a bit, lifting himself up onto h is tippy toes, throwing his arms wide and give a loud, energetic grunt. Of course any straying students would turn to look at the one causing so much noise. And he would simply smile, nod and shake his head to removing and strands of hair which might have wandered in front of his face. He had arrived just in time to hear the announcements, and to his surprise his name had been called. It was wonderful how that worked, when he had only arrived a few days ago. He didn't believe he had done anything wrong. But his name had definitely been called. After all, there was no mixing up a name like SEVREN DESTRY!
"Well.. They call, I go."
Sevren simply mumbled to himself as he tried to remember the exactly location he would have to go to meet them. And instead of simply walking there, or taking his time. He would run. He wouldn't give a half-hearted jog. He would dash down the halls as fast as he could, pushing past students, sliding between legs and under arms. There was nothing getting in his way, he would overcome it no matter what. And once he had reached the office, he would simply smile. Laugh out a bit, and then walk into the office. His emerald orbs simply gazing about.
Hands resting upon his hips, fingers slightly gripping the dark jean material of his pants as his shoulders rose and he straightened his posture. His right foot would gently begin to tap against the floor. The jacket which hugged his torso shifted only slightly as the young boy took in air. And he would soon speak, almost as if no one else was there. As if his name was the only one that was called, or mattered.
"Sevren Destry here.. Whats this about anyways? Was I a naughty boy? Did I break some rule?"
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Post by shuuhei on Jan 12, 2007 13:17:29 GMT -8
Mitsuki, Jyo, Dylan, Chi, Severn...still a few missing. The dark haired male thought as he eyed the few students standing before him with looks of curiosity on their faces. They were all students he was sure he could count on for the job. Why? Well mainly because of their backgrounds. Now, he wouldn't say they were delinquents, but well behaved wouldn't be the word either. All in all, he was confident in their ability. Ignoring the few comments offered, he began speaking after clearing his throat.
"Thank you all for coming. Now, although there are still a few students missing, I'll start things off. As you already know, there has been a lot a of bad...publicity for 259 as of late. This is mainly due to one school, PHS 260. Getting straight to the point, I'd like you all to restabilize our school's reputation by putting these rivals in their place. Tonight, an hour after midnight, you will enter the school, TP it, steal their Falcon, and carry out any other acts of minor vandalism that you can come up with.
Aside from the Falcon, no stealing please. In addition, don't cause any major damage. Small pranks are what you're aiming for. You'll be able to enter without much difficulty thanks to a disgruntled janitor, though you'll still have to be weary of police. It would probably be a good idea to collect some field information at the school. Thus, you have the rest of the day to infiltrate 260 and collect all the information you need. Security presence, etc.
I'm sure that things haven't been easy for any of you lately, thanks to the overall attitude of disrespect that everyone seems to have for the students of this institution. Therefore, if you succeed, you'll be helping yourselves. As an added bonus, a week off will be given to you. Please tell this all to the stragglers, who should be showing up at any time now. Once again, thank you. Now, any questions?" Shuuhei asked, now done with his rather lengthy discourse. To tell the truth, he wanted this to take as long as possible, that way he wouldn't have any paper work to deal with.
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Post by ubersex on Jan 12, 2007 15:19:54 GMT -8
Now, any questions?
"Yeah.. Can I steal the bird? I think It'll be fun.. I'll scope the place out.. Search for an escape.. If there are other people causing trouble, stealing the bird shouldn't be too much of a hassle.."
A little confident? You bet ya! Confidence was key in everything. A single confident person could achieve more then any unconfined group could ever achieve! ..Right? Maybe, maybe not. Sevren guessed he would just have to wait and see. Hell. Maybe this would put him on the path to being recognized. One step closer to being the best! One step closer to having people KNOW his name!
"I promise you, I won't fail."
His arms would lift and he would cross them as he continued to tap his foot gently. He was slightly excited. He couldn't wait to get to that school. After all, how hard could it actually be to steal a god damn bird? The wings would most-likely be clipped so it couldn't fly long distances.. Who knows. He would just have to wait and see
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Post by Jyo on Jan 12, 2007 15:29:16 GMT -8
"Wait a minute here. You want us to go and do petty acts of vandalism and theft. I don;t know about this." jyo said. Dispite his words his expression and his tone made his outlook clear. "I don't see how this is going to accomplish anything but getting the other school to come and start real trouble. Which I'm sure this place has enough of on it's own. Schools od stupid stuff like this all the time. I hate to say it but I don't know if I am into this. All it shows is that the schol is pathectic enough to get riled up by these people. From what i saw I figured we were not pathetic." Jyo said. It seems like at his old school he was the voice of reason. Jyo had a very logical straitforward way of thinking. Of coure they might be waiting for this school to do such a thing. That could mean that the tudents that are being sent could have problems once there. He thought. Jyo didn't much like the goals layed out for this really.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jan 12, 2007 19:42:26 GMT -8
"Anything the matter. You look a little concered?" Turning around a bit, she saw Jyo. In reply to his question, she gave a simple shrug, and watched as others entered the room. So to say, she was disappointed when none of the pillars arrived, but none the less, she wouldn't say anything about it. Saint and Max have been very...inactive, and if she didn't see them anytime soon, she would cut them off and appoint new ones; it was hard keeping peace in four buildings with only two people.
Once Mr. Shuuhei came in and explained what he wanted the group to do, the only response for the moment he got from the school captain would be the raising of a brow. So...he wanted them to go vandalize their school? Now, as much as Mitsuki disliked the idea, she also wanted to sock the school captain of #260 in the face for letting the students there off with such a behavior. Though rival schools, the captain should know better of his/her responsibilities and should also know the consequences for having them. Who knows? The school could get sued and such - she remembered back at her middle school, the rival football team burned their bleachers and field the night before a big game. Stupid? Yes. Did Mitsuki care? Not really - she didn't play a big of a role at that school. But did she here? Sorta, kinda, yeah.
The only reason Mitsuki would agree to this is because of their school captain. After hearing what Jyo said, she partially agreed, but whatever. She wouldn't go to TP their school and egg their windows, or put in Krazyglue inside all the key holes or anything - just go to have a ... "friendly" chat with this person. Though, because this was taking place at night, she wasn't exactly sure if that would be happening. Though, word was bound to get over to PHS #260 before tonight, so who knows?
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Post by ubersex on Jan 13, 2007 13:33:43 GMT -8
Impatiences was getting the best of Sevren now as he yawned slightly and then began to bounce of the balls of his feet. He and boredom did not mix. And so instead of staying still, he would bounce around the office slightly, humming a little tune to himself. His mind concentrating on what could possibly happen w hen they went to the school. What could go wrong? There probably wouldn't be too much resistance from student body of #260, seeing as they would most-likely be going at night? Even if there was some kind of resistance, Sevren was ready and willing to have a little fun.
After a minute or two, his emerald orbs would slide to the only female in the office with them at this time. He would give a small smile and then bounce his way over to her. His humming would stop, and his lips would move to speak.
"Whats your problem? You look all.. uptight."
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Post by chihiro on Jan 13, 2007 18:25:30 GMT -8
Chihiro lifted a thin eyebrow curiously. Never in her life had she witnessed a school official actually ordering a bunch of students to vandalize a school, in fact, she'd never heard an adult such as him use the term 'TP' before either. Odd. But if their school's namesake was at stake, I guess it was time to loosen the ties a bit.
The senior shrugged, twirling a piece of her raven hair around a finger absently. "Alright, sounds like a plan to me." She added after the others had spoken. It was a chance to cause trouble without getting into trouble, and there was no way Chi was going to pass it up. The fragment of mischief and no good inside her was coming back to life a bit, and she grinned, her eyes glinting. 1am couldn't come fast enough.
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Post by june on Jan 13, 2007 22:23:58 GMT -8
Late, late, late. Still, when you have to go to the bathroom, you have to go, and June just used the excuse of going to the office to get a nice little bathroom break before actually getting there. She was wearing her high heals, had on the fishnet stockings, and her nice little mini skirt once more, looking like that beautiful albino like she always did now days. In her left hand was none other than a Barbie doll who had her hair ripped off of her head and tied around her topless breasts to 'censor' it, even if Barbie dolls don't have nipples.
She made her way to the office, where she then slowly creped open the door, not feeling very trusting toward what was going on. Seeing all the other people seeming to be into a conversation, she quickly sneaked in like she was a 007, and made her way to unoccupied corner to listen in what is going on. She didn't bother to make a sound because she didn't really want to interrupt, and she was assuming these were all people that were called earlier. Perhaps the bathroom break wasn't the best idea.
She wiped the bangs out of the front of her face while she was there, looking at the guy who seemed to be the one telling or scolding or praising them at the moment. Still, why exactly was June here? Was this a new special ed class they were forming, and they had something against albinos? Oh well, she might as well just wait and see if she can find out.
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