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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jul 4, 2008 5:42:33 GMT -8
OOC: SOME RULES! To start off with, your character = opposite gender and personality - but how opposite your personality is, is your choice - HOWEVER!!! It must be at least 43% (yes, forty-three) opposite. :] Okay....that's it.  ;
"Well, today is certainly a lovely day, isn't it?"
Keita (Mitsuki in BOY FORM!) spoke to no one in particular. He grinned, with his dimples and teeth showing, left leg crossed over his right as he looked around the courtyard. Well, it certainly was a peaceful day if you excluded the thunder roaring, the students fighting, the neighbor dogs barking and the screeching of - dare I say it? - fan girls. It wasn't that Keita was super popular with the ladies - he was good looking, was the school captain and may be known to be a player. He smirked that cocky grin to himself as he thought of the girl he had dated last week; she had been too clingy, so he dropped the bomb. Word went around that he was single again, and so what do you know?
["AHHHH, KEITA, HAVE MY BABIES! !!!"]
He sighed and stood up, clearing his throat before speaking in that husky, masculine voice of his.
"No."
And he walked off.
>______>...
What an asshole.
"Hey, hey, HEY!! Didn't I say not to fight on school grounds? What the fcuk (pronounced fuh-cuck), mate?"
He wasn't Australian. BUT! Anyway, without even a warning, he kicked a guy at the side of his head and whooooosh~ It's like... Kick 'N Slide (Slip 'N Slide HAHA...yeah, I'm lame).
["U-Uh, Keita?"]
"Hm?"
["R-RUN!"]
"Wha- Oh shit."
Fcuking velociraptors on the loose.
Better run if you don't want your head bitten off.
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Post by seishounohana on Jul 4, 2008 6:04:34 GMT -8
Hoo boy. This is gonna be tough... BUT FUCKING INTERESTINGGG!!! 8DD! Disclaimer though: this is Emily 80-100% opposite. D:
Lorenzo (Sacricio is a corny name, Emilio sounded stupid... Meh... what's left?) gritted his teeth. He. Fucking. Hated. Class. God knows what brought his parents to believe that HE wanted this shit-pool of a school. The tables stink, there are freaking love letters on his desk again this morning. Fuck them all-- girls should go to hell... No, EVERY MOTHER F*CKING PERSON IN THE WORLD BETTER BE IN HELL.
The fuckers... to think they think they THINK they're even at his level. Cheap jackasses.
A hard glare at his classmates struck them down, cowering at their seats as he made his way to the door-- in the MIDDLE OF CLASS.
"MR. DELOS SANTOS!" The teacher roared, "Where the hell are you goin- MMMFFF!" His face would be hit by a punch, the poor aged teacher flying halfway across the room and onto the other end of the classroom and hitting the wall.
Stepping out, his eyes would twitch at some of the School Captain's fangirls running past him and towards the young boy's direction.
.....
"Fucking idiots." he'd curse, walking away. Of course, he'd be the same overconfident jackass who liked to kill all the air-conditioning around the campus, fuck around with the world and basically kick the living heck out of that sick excuse of a doctor that declared him mad.
Maybe it was due time to kick the living heck out of that retarded Gang leader girl he basically joined the gang of just for the lulz, and maybe snag his older sister's lunch money.
... prolly a few cigs too.
Life was good-- hopefully, Yami (opposite of Kari) wouldn't fucking dare show up today. That fucking sissy of a alter-ego needs some adjustments... like what? Get a shag of meat and stop forcing him to be a vegetarian.
Lorenzo HATED his veggies.
Except Soy. Tofu was GOD itself-- and if he was eating God then he must be awesome.
God, he was so full of himself.
The asshole.
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Post by olesya on Jul 4, 2008 8:37:35 GMT -8
Owen Van deBogart, a tall string-bean of a boy with iron pressed clothes and always wearing a tie. To school. When there are no uniforms. Kay. Pushing up his glasses he gathered up his books and calculator, making his way of of class as the bell rings. Owen, where the only cool thing about him was his name. Walking down the hall, his shiny black shoes clicking on the floor tile as she approached his locker. Putting in the combination perfectly he opened the dor to his locker and placed his books inside...just as he was bowled over by another running student, tumbling at least two full rotations before coming to a stop.
"What the..-?!"
The poindexter of PHS #259 exclaimed, stumbling clumsily to his feet, brushing off his pressed shirt and pants. The other kids stood up, seeming rantic, he looked behind him before glancing at Owen.
"DUDE, RUN! FUCKING DINOSAURS MAN!"
He exclaimed, shaking Owen by the collar and wrinkling his shirt (ugh), before taking off down the hallway to who-knows-where. Dinosaurs?! Seriously?! They'd been dead for over a million years. Six zeros. Why on earth would they be here?
It was then that a velociraptor burst through the doors. In all of his years of science fairs and honors classes and straight A's, despite his ability to multitask thoughts and equations to complete four theorems at a time, only one thought was going through his mind.
OH. MY. GAWD. A. DINOSAUR.
Shrieking like a girl, he ran in the opposite direction as the raptor, tripping over his books that had fallen when he was a human bowling pin. Scrambling back to his feet once more, black shiny shoes scuffed from the floor, he ran toward the only place in the school he felt safe: The science building.
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Post by Cody Travers on Jul 5, 2008 6:23:39 GMT -8
OOC: >_>;;
The ball rang, signifying the next class to being. Students buried about in the halls, walking, no, what seemed to be, rushing to the next class? With screaming involved with something about dinosaurs? Must be something to do with History class.
"Oh~! That reminds me! I have to finish my History project before it's due!"
The slender blonde pushed away from the oversized male, she wiped the saliva off her tendered, pouted, red lipsticked, lips. She batted her eyes at him giggling as she did so. Readjusting her shirt as she did so.
"See you later, sweetie!" She said with a giggling tone. The male smiled.
Her long hair was in curls as she stepped away in pink high heel boots, those short jean shorts cut right to her thigh, hugging each curve of her thin body. Bracelets adorned her wrists as she stepped lightly, her pink spaghetti strap tank top covering her seemingly large chest. Tight, tight, tight! She held her purse at her shoulder, those boots clacking against the floor.
All the boys eyed her, she must've dated each and every one of these guys, made out with each of them once or twice..And threw them to the curb like an old peice of junk. Garbage..But She loved the attention. It wasn't enough for someone like her.
She had, what? About 60 boyfriends now?
Clara Srevart.
She winked and giggled at all the boys she passed by..Flirting with each of them of course. Tracing a finger on one passer by's chest. Giggling and batting eyelashes.
Only to watch a tall, lanky nerd run on by her.
"..God, what a nerd..I'd never touch that.." She giggled to herself.
Well, maybe..If he was rich..Hehe~..
Suddenly, a velociraptor bust into the door, Clara blinked at the giant monster.
"Hmm..Velociraptor..One of the few known extinct species of the prehistoric era~.." She said with a giggle.
Yeah, she was also self concious about her studies too, for being a blonde who's made out with every guy in the school..At least..twice?
The monster roared as Clara stood there and giggled.
"Heeeelp~! Oh won't somebody please help me~?"
Suddenly, thousands of giant boys jumped on the dino, attempting to bring it down.
"Don't worry Clara! We'll save you!" They all said at once..
"Hehe~ Thanks, boys~!" She said while walking out the door, towards the science building.
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Post by Mitsuki Park on Jul 6, 2008 2:53:35 GMT -8
WE HAVE WEAPONS!
Beepbepeepepefaefrasdfk'asf;sdfalskdjf;alskdjf;
Right.
So you know, where'd the hell did I get this from? I was just running away from that vell-os-sir-rap-tor? You know, the one that looks like a miniature T-REX with it's fangs and claws and all that other dangerous looking shit stuff?
Damn. Getting a headache. D:
ROOAAAAAARR!
-_______-;;
Dear Lord.
Please don't tell me that's what I think it is.
Where the hell are all these velociraptors comin' from?
SHOOT THEM!
Bangbangbangbangbangbang!
>.>
"F^ck, this is really pissing me off."
And guess which building he was in now?
You got it.
The science building.
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Post by chihiro on Jul 6, 2008 15:17:06 GMT -8
"Oh..O-O-O-Oh my."
Stuttered Owen, once again stumbling head over heels as he collided with a tiny girl. Well, she wasn't entirely tiny, as her chest indicated. Cute girls made him sweat, his face turning red the unfortunate bot stumbled back to his feet, long lanky legs moving awkwardly. He pushed his thickly rimmed glasses back up his nose and looked down on her...chest.
"S-Sorry."
He apologized, though at the moment she was giggling as a bunch of macho boys tried to tackle the dino...which then ripped their limbs off. Idiots, you can't take on a dinosaur bare handed! If only they had some sort of weaponry...
"WE HAVE WEAPONS!"
Next thing he knew someone was tossing him a rifle. or, well, he thought it was a rifle. Owen's knowledge on guns was rather limited, other than the fact that it had a trigger and death flies out of the barrel. He held it awkwardly, as if unsure how to use it...because he WAS unsure how to use it.
..Not to mention he was quaking in his boots.
The barrel of the gun shook wildly in his skiddish hands, aiming it at the growling beast in front of him. Closing his eyes in a wince, he pulled the trigger. BANG! THUMP. Down goes Mister Dinosaur number 1, blood spouting from its head. Despite all odds, Owen actually managed to shoot the dinosaur! So what does our hero do now?
Scream like a girl and run away.
Dropping his weaponry like a hot potato, he ran, arms flailing, glasses bouncing on the bridge of his nose.
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Post by Jenesis E. on Jul 7, 2008 5:37:32 GMT -8
OOC: AHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHA!!!.........this is before Jenesis turns angry.  My name is James. And if you get in my way, your head is going through a meat grinder and I'm going to throw your body into a cage of cannibals for them to rip and eat. Think I'm lying? James is rather tall for his age with a hot temper, not to mention he swears a whole lot. Smart, and knows a lot of street talk; like when it comes to drugs and alcohol, and other substances that make you feel all giddy inside. He hated school, hated the teachers and people that attended, absolutely loathed all of his brothers, thought his mom was a douche and his dad a pussy, but that's happens when your parents are complete nerds with no life. Actually, their scientists and make a lot of money. But who gives a shit? "F*cking A. Since when did dinosaurs give surprises? F^cking things deciding to pop out of no where and sh!t." He may not sound smart, but don't you underestimate him. "What the f*ck!? Why are you sh!tfaces running towards the thing with claws without any weapons you f*c*ing idiots!?!!" Just then, a nice shot gun was handed to him. Somehow. Don't know the details, but he shot the velociraptors with his horrible aim, eventually getting it in the face. It roared really, really loud.. "Yeah, yeah, f*ck you too. Son of a b)(ch..." Cough. >.> |
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Post by seishounohana on Jul 7, 2008 6:35:59 GMT -8
Lorenzo was on his way to his secret hiding place back at one of them abandoned chemistry classrooms up at the science buildings.
ROOAAAAAARR!
He paused and looked behind him. Looks like there was quite a mob heading his way. The fuckers followed him? No wai!
THEY WERE IN FOR A BIG SURPRISE!
...
Or not.
Eyes twitching as the small creatures approached him, he would pick one up by the neck and squint his eyes as he examined the strange animal. He'd recognize it as a dinosaur, but he never really read things like this.
...
Bad choice. It bit his nose!
"AWWH FUCK!" He'd curse, ripping the dinosaur off his nose and throwing it at the oncoming hoarde of people. "FUCK THIS. I'm FUCKING BLEEDING HERE."
His Qi would reach epic levels of heat, as he cauterized his own flesh to stop the bleeding. Though, it was true enough that he didn't have much of any control to stop the heat from going anywhere else: poor mini-T-rexes died of heatstroke as they approached him.
D:
"Damn lizards..."
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