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Post by Windsor (Whin) Johnson on Jun 20, 2008 22:11:53 GMT -8
"Sigh"
My My My, i came to this country looking for anwers bout my father, and i found them, some-a-what, they led me to Deta, Who i learned his name people knew him by was Dots,... and hes-a-missing..... so now i plan to learn to make a friend somthing i never had working as an assassion for the Irish Liberty fighters the SHSK, Hence my "off" personal skills, But my Normal Person imitation was geting better, ive been watching American Tv Programing. As my mind went on this mental tangant i entered in to a hallway in 259 and looked down the hallway seeing a Good amount of students......
" Hello my um-a-fellow students"
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Post by David B. on Jun 20, 2008 22:18:39 GMT -8
David looked to the boy who had just entered the hallway behind him , raising a hand and an eyebrow in a small wave.
"Uh, hi."
He was storing stuff in his locker before heading out for home. It had been a long day, one he didnt want to dwell on, when some random kid had entered the hallway and shouted his hello for everyone to hear. He didnt know why, and he wouldnt have really cared had he not shouted it right in his ear. He had been not a few feet away from him when he did so, and it hurt, but he wouldnt make a big deal of it. He closed his locker and turned around to the boy who was sure to be facing him.
"Names David. You are?" He said, holding out a hand for a shake.
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Post by Windsor (Whin) Johnson on Jun 21, 2008 21:09:29 GMT -8
" Uh, Hi"
once i heard this i pinpointed the fellow student who was inspecting his locker as he turned around and i approched he said,
"Names David. You are?"
as he said this he stuck out his hand.... His aura wasent presently threating so i assumed it safe to continue. i see now how to reply i must stick in with "mainline" society and not look like a forener, ok lets see i have been hearing a lot-A-Ums recently and alot-A-Likes it must be part of the native dielect, i must now encorperate it in to my understanding of what i learned of american tv.
"Hello......Dog!..um my name is, like, Windsor Horn-Lockwood Johnson III.......Dude and im, um, like, um, glad to meet you........."
i held out my hand and slaped his like i saw on tv, i was confident in my American imitation.
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Post by David B. on Jun 22, 2008 11:42:29 GMT -8
David tilted his head a little to the left, a confused look on his face.
"Is something wrong? Why are talking like that?" He said as politly as he could. He didnt want to offend the kid, but what he had just said sounded more than rediculous. Either it was a speech impediment, or he was mocking David, in which case, David would leave. He wasnt the type to fight over nothing, and if the boy was just going to mock him for no reason, he would simply shrug and walk off.
He didnt think that was the case though. The kid looked dead serious as he spoke the way he did, and as funny as it sounded, he didnt think anything wrong with it. David put his hand in his pockets, standing there and waiting for an answer.
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Post by Windsor (Whin) Johnson on Jun 23, 2008 12:28:38 GMT -8
"Is something wrong? Why are talking like that?"
this worried me, was my american imintation less then accepted, did randy jackson let me down... how to respond um ah, i know
"um dont i um like sound like an american, um , im new here dog, so im, not sure how to act round peoples dog!.?"
OOC: hey im sorry but im gonna begon for 3 days"
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Post by Zana on Jun 27, 2008 8:26:31 GMT -8
Pushing his way through the crowded locker bay, Zan peered around a bit. His eye spotted two people talking to eachother- both of them were unfamiliar faces. Then again...he didn't know many people, besides a select few who he had talked to.
"Is something wrong? Why are talking like that?"
Grinning, Zan leaned back against someone's locker and watched the scene. One boy seemed quite...well..busy with his own matters while the other seemed to speak in broken sentences. An odd encounter it seemed.
"um dont i um like sound like an american, um , im new here dog, so im, not sure how to act round peoples dog!.?"
Zan approached the two, behind Whin, and in front of David. Nodding towards David, he tapped Whin's shoulder and said
"Your talking like you actually know this guy-do that and you'll get on the bad side of people."
He felt amused by the kids...gangster style of talking, but he'd personally prefer a less familiar tone. After all, people in this school could judge someone quite early sometimes.
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