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Post by Zack Asiv on Apr 23, 2007 18:16:58 GMT -8
((OoC: Only those who signed up. . . . Bitches.))
1. Aureus Hayes
2. Jonathon/Thrush
3. Keith
4. Mitsuki Park
5. Dylan
So it was time for the field trip. Asiv sat in the drivers seat since he loved driving these buses on the field trips, but today would be no ordinary field trip. Today was a very special trip, he chose a few trouble makers, and a few people who he knew he could count on. So he wore a nice little hat and everything over his hair, that mess. . .anyways a smile on his face as he played that really old crap that usually didn't sit well with others. Mostly Ludwig Von Beethoven - Moonlight Sanata. He looked into his mirror to see what was up with the others. . .
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Post by Keith on Apr 23, 2007 18:32:40 GMT -8
Why did I sign up for this bloody field trip?
That was the main question Keith was asking himself. He had his long black hair tied up into a bun with two chopsticks holding it in place. Keith also had on a pair of blue denim jeans, black shoes, a gray tanktop that was tucked in, a short sleeved shirt that was unbuttoned, and black shades covering his eyes. Keith didn't very much feel like going on this field trip.
But, since Keith reluctantly signed up for it, he might as well go on this damned field trip. He was hoping it would be the Playboy Mansion where he could meet Hugh Heffner. But that was plenty of wishful thinking. Still, 259 is located in SoCal and the Playboy Mansion is located in SoCal.
The 6' senior sat all the way in the back keeping to himself. He had brought a backpack with him with some "jungle" juice that was ice cold. It was a custom made travel bag. This batch of jungle juice was a mix of Berry Blue Hawaiian Punch mixed with Hpnotiq, Remy Red, Bicardi Citron, Raspberry Bicardi, etc. If the field trip was going to be boring, Keith was going to make sure he had booze on him.
Asides from the jungle juice, Keith had several bottles of ice cold Smirnoff Ice Twists on him as well. Just in case the bus ride was going to be boring as fuck, Keith sure as hell was going to get liquored up. Since these were disposable containers, Keith could simply get rid of the "evidence."
To keep him occupied, he had a laptop with 40 gigs worth of porn. The other 100 gigs were full of games and music. Luckily, Keith had a broadband network card placed inside the laptop so he could watch more porn.
Should the trip be uneventful, Keith wouldn't be bored.
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Post by Winters on Apr 27, 2007 1:00:49 GMT -8
Time For... A Break? See now, the fight with Aureus, his talk with Valekin, the.. 'demonstration' was all more then a 'little interesting'. But using his Qi... well, let's just say the side effects left a lot to be desired. Was still using his cane, felt cold a lot more often, so he wore his jacket a lot as well, over his normal clothing. But, he needed a break. A real one. One where he could rest, relax a bit... seriously. Thrush had relatively mellow as of late.. ever since that.. ugh.. meeting with the School Captain. Did he know her name? No. Did Thrush report any details about her? No. All he knew was that Thrush had fought the fucking School Captain. And he was STILL oblivious. ...Hence, Thrush had been contained for a bit, as punishment. Though, obviously, he'd be let out, if there was a chance for some fighting, and more data extraction.
In the meantime, there were still orders to carry out, orders to maintain. And one of these included today's school field trip.
Today, cane in his right hand, and briefcase in his left, because of some OTHER thing Thrush had forgotten to tell him that he'd somehow busted up their right hand pretty damn badly [Continued reference to fight with Mitsuki]... well, he'd have to be a little cautious today. Hobbling over to the bus stop, he waited for a bit, looking around, and slowly stepped inside, cane first, left foot second, right foot third. Leaning on the cane a little bit, he slowly made his way up the stairs, and nodded to Mr. Asiv."...M-Morning, s-sir.."Common courtesies, is all. Even if there was a... uh... 'unfitting' looking hat on the Supervisor's head. Hadn't told Mr. Asiv that he'd finally started drinking the brimstone... daily. Didn't want to give the game away, just yet. But, he was hoping that the Brimstone Delta would give him an edge in recovery. There probably was, but it was slight.---
---It'd only just occurred to him that music was playing. Guess a little preoccupied with thoughts.. eh? Ludwig Von Beethoven... ahh... there we go. Did he know how to play any instruments? No. Did that mean he was deaf? Oh, heavens no. Heavens no.
Just meant he'd get some classical music stuck in his head. Much to Thrush's annoyance. That's a bonus, now, isn't it?"..A-Ah. H-Hello th-there, K-Keith.. d-didn't th-think I-I'd e-ever s-see y-you o-outside b-buisness r-relations.." he said, smiling a little, as he sat down in a seat across from him, setting his cane down against the window, as he leaned back into his chair, his briefcase resting on his lap. The contents to be... kept hidden, for the moment. Gah. His body felt tired. He felt old...
..Guess injuries will do that to you, huh?
Blinking through his glasses, as he faced the back of the other seat, he stretched in it, somewhat, as he began to make himself comfortable. Hopefully this would be a peaceful little ride. |
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Post by Zack Asiv on Apr 30, 2007 20:26:00 GMT -8
While Asiv was looking int he over-head mirror he failed to notice he had accidentally veered into the wrong lane, his attention was brought back to the road when a large horn was blared at the bus.
"OH SHIT!"
He veered hard one way and was able to dodge the oncoming 18 wheeler. He let out a sigh and then kept driving. He decided now would be a good tiem to play some psychology games with the kids, so he sotod up and turned around, away from the wind shield.
"Ok kids let me inform you all of where we are going."
His right foot was on the wheel stirring anonimously.
"We are going to a certain game show. . . Stationed in good old Hollywood California. But this game show you dont see on T.V, nor would you find it in any news articles, or even hear about it on the internet, so be prepared for anything."
With that he turned back around and sat down at the wheel, while he was talking they had run at least 15 cars off the road, and nearly hit 12 padestrians.
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Post by Aureus on May 2, 2007 19:49:59 GMT -8
Aureus was there, sitting alone in the back of the bus with his nose stuffed into a copy of Musician Friend's monthly magazine. Mouth watering, his dark eyes traced over a plethora of guitar brands and models. Guitars, Basses, Electrics, Acoustics, Fenders, Gibsons, Strats, Les Pauls, Epiphones, Humbuckers, Single Coils, Single cutaways, Double cutaways, Solid bodies, Four strings, Five strings, Six strings, Reds, Blues, Blacks, Tone nobs, so on and so forth.
The Junior only recognized two of the other students on the bus: Johnathan, and the dark haired boy who had watched his fight with Jacob. He said nothing to either of them, but just took note of their presence. The music being blasted through the bus's speakers was definitely pleasing to Aureus. His musical range was impressive, and Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata happened to be one of his favorite Classical pieces.
The Supervisor's driving was, for lack of a better word, suicidal, but Aureus was used to that kind of thing because of Leon. The fact that he mentioned some type of game show wasn't to the Pillar's liking, but he trusted Asiv wouldn't sign them up for something too stupid, or at least he hoped.
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Post by Winters on May 5, 2007 14:06:52 GMT -8
Game Show Field Trip? "OH SHIT!" ...Generally not something you want to hear from your driver. A few veers, a few screams or so, a blaring of horns... From the look of Jonathan's face, you'd think he was either bored or too tired to care, since it was absolutely rigid. Truth be told? This was scaring the FUCK out of him, and he simply didn't know how to react. He couldn't shudder, he didn't quake, he just looked down at the ground, as he tried to adjust his body weight, to counter-balance the veering, to stay where he was."Ok kids let me inform you all of where we are going." Eyes flicked up. The supervisor's foot was on the steering wheel.
...The supervisor's foot.
Please put your hands back on the wheel. Please put your hands back on the wheel. Please put your hands back on the wheels.."We are going to a certain game show. . . Stationed in good old Hollywood California. But this game show you dont see on T.V, nor would you find it in any news articles, or even hear about it on the internet, so be prepared for anything." Suspicions aside, Jonathan was an S.H.C.P., yes. He was a few other things as well, but he wasn't going to repeat that to himself. But right now, it didn't occur to him the depth of what Mr. Asiv was saying.* * * * * * * * * * * * * "..You.. Are you being a wuss?"
"S-Shut u-up."
"Look, if you can't handle it, let me take care of it, WUSS."
"...I-I'll l-let y-you o-out a-as n-needed. W-We're r-riding a-a s-stupid b-bus."
"Well, this 'st-st-st-st-st-STUPID' bus is scaring the fuck out of you.. ain't it?"
"Q-Quiet. I-I r-respect th-the m-manner wh-which Mr. Asiv d-drives. H-He g-gave u-us p-power. O-Only f-fitting, i-isn't i-it?"
"..Your way of getting power disgusts me..."
"O-Oh, a-as i-if y-you d-didn't b-benefit e-either---..."
"..What?"
"..H-Heh. N-Nothing. I-I j-just t-think y-your s-sounding a-a l-little d-different th-then u-usual. H-Haven't y-yelled, th-thus f-far.. a-and.. y-your r-response i-is d-different f-from wh-what I-I'd n-normally e-expect.."
"...---"
"---H-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. a-ahh..."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP."* * * * * * * * * * * * * ..A little grin crept onto Jonathan's face, as he closed his eyes. I see... I see... |
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Post by Keith on May 5, 2007 15:36:46 GMT -8
"We are going to a certain game show. . . Stationed in good old Hollywood California. But this game show you dont see on T.V, nor would you find it in any news articles, or even hear about it on the internet, so be prepared for anything."
What...?
What was the damn point of having a game show if it's not going to be broadcasted on TV, the internet, or what not? That was the whole point of a game show. It's a "game" and a "show." Gameshows are for TV.
Such as the "Price Is Right," "Jeopardy," "Deal or No Deal," and so forth. Keith really didn't like this feeling at all. Luckily, he had his supply of booze with him.
"..A-Ah. H-Hello th-there, K-Keith.. d-didn't th-think I-I'd e-ever s-see y-you o-outside b-buisness r-relations.."
Keith was pretty oblivious to what was going on. He didn't notice that Aureus nor Winters were riding on the bus with him. The senior was pretty much focused on watching his porn and drinking his jungle juice.
Keith didn't want to think about what would be expected out of this field trip. Right now, he just wanted to get liquored up.
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