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Post by Ayame Hoshi on Mar 12, 2008 17:00:52 GMT -8
This is where you can have as many little random role plays as you want. ;D ;D
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Mar 17, 2008 12:19:19 GMT -8
And now, Me and Sitarave will have a mini RP --
Koichi strolled down the street, an irritated sigh coming from the teenager's mouth. He didn't get why he had to go to some school and help for the day. It wasn't even a private school, there'd be... Urgh, Normal kids there. Kids who were way to happy, and were just begging to be beat to a bloody pulp. He wasn't even sure if this was a high school or not! He sure hoped it was, he couldn't stand snot nosed little brats that dare try and grab on to him. He was too good for that.
He fished the address out of his pocket. And looked to the building on his right. It seemed fine. Not covered in graffiti, or trash. He let out a relieved sigh. It was a high school after all. He started walking toward the doors, to sign in at the office. - Saru blinked, staring out the window. She was waiting for her turn in sparring, and she was getting inpatient. She wasn't the best in the class, but defiantly the one with the most energy. She really just wanted to whack someone with a stick. It was fun, and was defiantly better then getting beat up on the street.
She saw someone approaching the building. He looked like... A celebrity or something. And there were ribbons on his t-shirt. Totally Metro-sexual. She couldn't help thinking of him as a cat or something. I mean, he looked just like one of those cat guys in anime. She half expected him to grow ears and a tail, but to her disappointment he never did.
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Post by Sitarave on Mar 17, 2008 12:29:41 GMT -8
The twins strolled down the high schools hallway, a camera strung around Denki’s neck as he looked around, glasses on the bridge on his nose. He had dragged Sora out of their yearbook class to take pictures together. Honestly, he hadn’t even asked the teacher what he was taking pictures of with his brother; he just grabbed the best camera and walked out, dragging a half whining brother behind him. Sora had sopped whining a while back, well so Denki had assumed for he was quiet (er) now and was behaving, which was something good. Catching a glance towards his brother, identical cerulean eyes were looking back at him. This caught the older twin off gaur, causing him to jump faintly.
‘Denki, why don’t we just go back to class now? We’ve been wondering around for god knows how long, and I’m bored~!’
Sora seemed to drag on the word ‘bored’ as he clung to his brother. He was literally hanging off of him as Denki attempted to get out of his brothers grasp, but no luck was granted to him. Sora had a strong grip, he would give him that much.
‘No Sora. I have nothing to do in that class, I don’t wanna go back!’
Denki whined back at his twin, staring down at an identical, pouting face. Sora seemed to become determined as he pulled down harshly on his brothers neck, causing both of the two to tumble to the ground, earning several loud yelps from Denki and Sora. The two fell onto the ground with a hard ‘thud’, tangled together in a mass of clothing and limbs.
‘I blame you’
Was all Denki muttered as he stared at his brother, who was now grinning like the idiot he was.
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Mar 17, 2008 12:55:59 GMT -8
Koichi tugged open the doors to the school effortlessly, entering the school with a prideful grace thathe had developed over the years. He walked calmly, in no rush to start his day in this drab school. He looked around, intense blues eyes taking in the details of the school. He had never been in a public school before, and had never really planned to go into one. But here he was, for the whole day. What was he going to do to entertain himself?
He stopped mid-step, cooly reguarding the two blocking his path. he rightened himself, standing firmly on two feet, placing his hands on his hips. "Move." He stated simply, looking at the two identical boys, with an exception of the clothing, tangled together on the floor. - The girl bounced up when she heard the instuctors called her. Finally! She could have her spar! She raced ober to him, wondering who her opponant was to be. Maybe it'd be Kanata Hiroki, he was the best in the class, and she truly did want to see how big their difference in skill was.
But the teacher merely placed a folder in her hands, stating that she should take it down to the office. The girl sighed and walked out of the room down hearted. Would she ever get her turn? She doubted it, the teacher didn't like to put her in, she was too energenic for her own good when it came to sparring. She started down the hall, at least she got out of class for a few minutes.
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Post by Sitarave on Mar 17, 2008 13:05:40 GMT -8
The two fumbled attempting to get out of the tangled mess they had become, Denki letting out small growls while Sora seemed to be screaming out apologies. They had almost been apart when the voice of a rather rude person hit their ears. Looking up in unison, both twins gave very unique looks. Denki gave a look that seemed to give a ‘who do you think you are?’ ideas, while Sora was a giving ‘oh god save me’ look. Both very different on the identical faces. Though, it was Denki who spoke up first.
‘Excuse me? Who in hell do you think you are?’
Denki’s words lashed out like a whip on his sharp tongue, his eyes narrowing behind his glasses. Sora punched his brother lightly in the arm, attempting to make him shut up. This earned him a stern look from the older twin. Denki struggled to his feet, dusting himself off, and positioning himself so he was in front of the …man? Sora backed off, rubbing the back of his neck, red eyebrows furrowed together watching his brother, holding his cell phone just in case if he had to call his mom telling her that Denki did something again.
‘I mean honestly, how rude can you get, you ‘ He paused to look him up and down. ‘Who are you even?’
Denki continued to ramble, eyes narrowed as he flailed his arms. Sora sighed shaking his head. Stupid brother.
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Post by ZenigataPWNS on Mar 17, 2008 13:22:29 GMT -8
Koichi's narrowed, and he let his arms drop. Little brat, least she was cute though. What she even doing in a high school? Wasn't she like, 12? Or something like that? He looked at them, twins eh? "I'm a very important person, little girl, now why don't you go back to your middle school and leave the important stuff the the older kids." He stated calmly, why was this little kid so set on getting in a fight? Shouldn't she know not to try and fight someone who's older, stronger, and male? He waited for the two to move out of the way. If they wouldn't, he'd just have to make them move.
- Saru turned a corner, dragging he feet slightly. She might as well spend as much time out of class as she could. The girl looked down at her hand, she had even forgotten to put down the kendo sword before she left. Probably out of habit, she guessed.
The orangish blonde looked ahead of her, three people were blocking the hall. The tall boy she had seen enter the school, and two twins who were in the grade under her. They seemed to be arguing. ...This was bad. She had heard the rumours about the twins, one was bipolar, and the other had ADHD or something. She walked up a bit more, if a fight was about to happen, she wanted to see it start first hand. She looked at the twins, they seemed so tiny compared to the other guy... Maybe she would help them if something happened...
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Post by Sitarave on Mar 17, 2008 13:34:39 GMT -8
‘Um, you may want to take back that-‘
‘WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU METROSEXUAL ASS?!’
‘-And too late.’
Sora laughed thrusting his fist into the air, chanting some crazy thing that even Denki didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. Sora hopped up and down, jumping backwards as he did so, his cell phone still being held tightly in his hand. He stopped jumping seeing someone approaching the ever-growing scene, he knew her from somewhere, and she was on the kendo page, right, a grade above them. Waving madly, Sora giggled before looking back to the scene.
‘For your information, I’m a BOY DIPSHIT! Two, I’m fifteen not twelve; this is my school you pedo leech. And also –‘
Denki was waving his hand as he talked, before he stopped. Smirking evilly, Denki jumped at the older male, his first thrusting towards his face as he did so. He may be small be he could pack a punch. A snarl ripped across the Bipolar boy's face as he could feel his peirced eyebrow twitching. Ah the joys of having no control over his temper.
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