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Postby Breitenfeld-Sibbesborg » Fri May 08, 2015 11:25 am

Nachfolgia wrote:Class had finally ended and not a moment too soon. Viorica found Shakespeare's work to be utterly confusing, mostly because of her limited knowledge of the English language. She knew enough to carry conversations and order food, but nothing as deep and profound as Shakespeare. Many of the outdated words used by one of the greatest play writes of all time were lost to her. Most of the class, Viorica was thinking of ways to prove herself again to Noortje. For someone to climb up the ranks so fast and then fail miserably was unheard of in the Europas and she was determined to set things straight.

Once the class bell rang, Viorica filed out the classroom like the others. She had a mission to do and she wasn't going to allow anyone to get in her way. Out in the hallway, she found the girl who Noortje pointed out talking to Miles. Viorica walked straight up to the two without a second thought. " The leader of the Europas, Noortje Drielsma, wants to personally invite you to the Europas gang meeting tonight. The location will be disclosed at a later time. She is really looking forward to your attendance." Viorica said as politely as her personality will allow. She then greeted Miles before walking off to track down every Europa to spread the word.


Johanna Ahlström
In the Hall between Classes


Johanna was a bit overwhelmed, being a shy person. Miles was an attractive young man, and Johanna was certainly not used to being approached by attractive young men. Of course, she had been attacked in the hall, which was the reason for Miles' interest, but it still made her feel a bit nervous. She hadn't noticed another girl approaching, but she certainly noticed when the girl entered into her conversation with Miles rather abruptly. She listened to the girl, but whatever smile had been on her face quickly went away. She definitely didn't want to go to a gang meeting, as the gangs frightened her. Then, the other girl greeted Miles as though they knew each other well. Johanna got the feeling that Miles was a member of the gang that the girl was a part of, which made Johanna feel a bit saddened. She didn't really want to associate with gang members, so once the girl left, Johanna did her best to say goodbye to Miles. "I'm sorry Miles, but I need to go to class. Hej då." She smiled slightly before walking over to her next class, which was in a room nearby.

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Postby Kirschau » Fri May 08, 2015 12:03 pm

Michal Rezník and Adriana Rezníková
Earlier in the Morning


Michal and Adriana were both awake early, as the first day in a new year at Stammers Regional High was set to be quite an interesting one. Michal had been promoted to Lieutenant within the Leviathans gang, but even more significantly, Adriana had joined the gang. Michal had never been concerned about Adriana's safety, as she had always been able to handle herself. As they sat at their poor-quality kitchen table, they both worked quietly on bowls of cereal with near-spoiled milk. The money they had wasn't being actively made in the job market, as neither Michal nor Adriana had stable jobs. They were still using money that they received from the Slovak government when their father had died, and it wasn't likely to run out anytime soon. As Adriana looked towards the hallway to the bedrooms, she noticed that young Lukáš was awake and staring right at her. "Choďte spať, Lukáš," she said to her younger brother, who obeyed his older sister and went back to the room he shared with Kamila, his twin. Michal chuckled at the submissiveness of his younger brother, who was growing up to be a strong boy, much like Michal. Adriana was kinder than Michal by a significant margin, but she was still physically fit and willing to strike at others in order to keep her family safe. They had both become well-known in the Leviathan gang for different reasons. Michal was well-known due to his brutal efficiency and his willingness to do anything he is asked to do by the gang leader. Adriana was well-known simply for being the younger sister of Michal. This put a mark on her that meant she was off-limits to all male students of the school, whether she liked it or not. People were simply too afraid of Michal, whom they called the Butcher. When they were finished with their breakfast, Michal and Adriana left the house to go to school, where they both hoped to start out on a strong note in terms of their gang activities. Michal felt it would be the year the Europas were permanently erased from Stammers Regional. He wanted blood.



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Michal Rezník was not the tallest guy at school, but he was 6'2" and very muscular, so he still had an imposing presence. His younger sister, on the other hand, was only 5'7", but also strong from recreational soccer and field hockey matches. The siblings saw each other in
hall, but didn't say much to each other. A simple "Ahoj," was enough from them both, the Slovak greeting being more than sufficient. After seeing each other, the siblings walked in different directions. As Adriana went to her math class, Michal was distracted by what seemed to be a scuffle in the hall. He went towards it, hoping that he would be able to beat someone down. What he saw instead was a freshman student doubled over and bloodied, and Ray Lincoln walking away looking as though he was guilty. Being a Lieutenant, Michal outranked Lincoln in the Leviathans. Michal grinned, going over to Ray. "Upokoj sa, Murray," he said in Slovak. "Why were you feeling the need to pummel that young freshman? It is early in the year. Perhaps he would have been a recruit." It was likely that Ray Lincoln knew that Michal didn't actually care at all about the freshman. In truth, Michal wished that it had been him beating the shit out of the student. "It doesn't matter, really. He looked to be weak anyway." He paused for a moment. "Where is your next class?"
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Postby Nachfolgia » Fri May 08, 2015 12:45 pm

Viorica spent the time between classes tracking down as many Europa gang members as possible to spread the word. The mission went relatively uneventful except for some new Zero gang member who decided it would be funny to grab a defenseless girl's ass. Unfortunately for him, the " defenseless girl" her chose was Viorica. Viorica in all her blind rage, whipped around and beat the boy into the floor. His buddies were too afraid to do anything, fearful of what she would do to them. With that incident out of the way, Viorica washed the blood off her hands and continued her assignment. Finshed finding all the Europas she could, Viorica went off to find Effy, the Europa Lieutenant, to tell her about the meeting.

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Postby Elerian » Fri May 08, 2015 1:46 pm

Miles Petraukas, Between Classes

Miles ignored the young punk that glared at him as he left his locker and kept his gaze on Johanna. Yet, before he could reply to Johanna, Viorica appeared from behind him and jumped into their conversation, uninvited. She told Johanna about the meeting of the Europas later that night, something that seemed to make Johanna almost cringe. Miles looked down at Viorica as she said goodbye to the both of them, and without another glance, walked off. As he looked back up at Johanna she said she had to get to class, and witha quick goodbye he was alone.

With a sigh Miles pulled out a small slip of paper that listed his classes. Stuffing it back in his pocket he head off to his next class, Physics. When he finally lumbered into class he scanned the crowd of kids to see if he knew anyone. Halfway through his scan his eyes locked onto a head of blonde hair. It seemed he and Johanna had the same second period. Made his way slowly to the seat next to her and plopped down. "Long time no see, Johanna" he said in greeting.

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 2:00 pm

10 Minutes into Math Class

Daneil grew tired of the math teacher, who was absolutley fucked up to hell, acting like an idiot in front of the entire calss and teaching the students but what NOT to do with your life. When the paper airplane crumbled as it hit Daniel's head, his temper snapped and he jumped out of his desk, darting at the Levaithan and tckling onto the ground. One punch, two punch, three, and the gangster was a bloody mess laying on the floor. "HEY!" yelled the teacher. "ISS Room, now!". Daniel's response made most people in the class laugh. He stuck up the middle finger. "Fuck this class, and fuck you". With that, Daniel stormed out of the classroom with his middle finger still extended...

A few minutes later, Daniel had left the school and made his way to a cafe just around the corner. He was fairly out of place with his baggy clothes and Detroit beanie, but he didn't care. He walked up and ordered a coffee, and the man asked him, "Name?".

"Don't fucking worry about it" mumbled Daniel, then spoke. "Mike" he lied. While he waited for his coffee, he turned to see a girl in his grade, though he forgot her name. Elise? Alyssa? He coudn't remember. He ust knew that she was hot as hell, and when he got his coffee, he sat down at the same table as her. "How you doing?" he asked confidently.
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 2:15 pm

Watching the kid walk into the cafe and order a coffee, she smirked just a bit. She only knew the guy vaguely - He was really into rap music - But he seemed cool enough, if not a little forward, she then thought, as the kid sat down at the table. Looking at him with a devilish little smile, she spoke, nicotine coming off of her breath. "I'm not too bad, Mike", she said, having a feeling that that wasn't his real name. "How're you this morning?"

She also knew that the kid wasn't involved in any real gang activity. He probably dabbled in dope and a little more, but at this school, who didn't? "Skipping school to come down and get a morning coffee?
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 2:20 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:Watching the kid walk into the cafe and order a coffee, she smirked just a bit. She only knew the guy vaguely - He was really into rap music - But he seemed cool enough, if not a little forward, she then thought, as the kid sat down at the table. Looking at him with a devilish little smile, she spoke, nicotine coming off of her breath. "I'm not too bad, Mike", she said, having a feeling that that wasn't his real name. "How're you this morning?"

She also knew that the kid wasn't involved in any real gang activity. He probably dabbled in dope and a little more, but at this school, who didn't? "Skipping school to come down and get a morning coffee?

Daniel shrugged as he took a sip of is coffee, cringing at the awul taste. He shook his head and grumbled. "I thought this was coffee, not blendered dog shit". He pushed the coffee to the center of the tabel, discarding it. "Skipping class? yeah I guess, but it's better than getting shanked by the Levaithans in the hallway....". Daniel shrugged, qquickly pulling out a pen and jotting some lyrics he'd just thought of on the palm of his hand.
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 2:25 pm

The NAR wrote:
Transoxthraxia wrote:Watching the kid walk into the cafe and order a coffee, she smirked just a bit. She only knew the guy vaguely - He was really into rap music - But he seemed cool enough, if not a little forward, she then thought, as the kid sat down at the table. Looking at him with a devilish little smile, she spoke, nicotine coming off of her breath. "I'm not too bad, Mike", she said, having a feeling that that wasn't his real name. "How're you this morning?"

She also knew that the kid wasn't involved in any real gang activity. He probably dabbled in dope and a little more, but at this school, who didn't? "Skipping school to come down and get a morning coffee?

Daniel shrugged as he took a sip of is coffee, cringing at the awul taste. He shook his head and grumbled. "I thought this was coffee, not blendered dog shit". He pushed the coffee to the center of the tabel, discarding it. "Skipping class? yeah I guess, but it's better than getting shanked by the Levaithans in the hallway....". Daniel shrugged, qquickly pulling out a pen and jotting some lyrics he'd just thought of on the palm of his hand.


Unscrewing the cap of her waterbottle, she took a longish sip of the combined bourbon-sweet tea, before offering it to "Mike", the strong scent of alcohol being very clear in the drink. "Hey, there's no getting through the school day without something in your system, right?" She then sighed, looking down at her chipped white nails, grimacing at the fact that she would have to redo them soon, before looking back up towards the kid sitting across from her. "You're not too close with the Leviathans, yeah?"
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
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Postby Breitenfeld-Sibbesborg » Fri May 08, 2015 2:28 pm

Elerian wrote:Miles Petraukas, Between Classes

Miles ignored the young punk that glared at him as he left his locker and kept his gaze on Johanna. Yet, before he could reply to Johanna, Viorica appeared from behind him and jumped into their conversation, uninvited. She told Johanna about the meeting of the Europas later that night, something that seemed to make Johanna almost cringe. Miles looked down at Viorica as she said goodbye to the both of them, and without another glance, walked off. As he looked back up at Johanna she said she had to get to class, and witha quick goodbye he was alone.

With a sigh Miles pulled out a small slip of paper that listed his classes. Stuffing it back in his pocket he head off to his next class, Physics. When he finally lumbered into class he scanned the crowd of kids to see if he knew anyone. Halfway through his scan his eyes locked onto a head of blonde hair. It seemed he and Johanna had the same second period. Made his way slowly to the seat next to her and plopped down. "Long time no see, Johanna" he said in greeting.


Johanna Ahlström
Physics Class


Johanna sat down in the classroom, making sure to be rather isolated from the other students. She wasn't anti-social, but she was certainly shy. As she gathered her supplies for the class, she looked at the students entering the class. She rested her head on her hand, giving off a slightly bored look, but in reality she was just looking forward for the class to start. As she looked at all of the students walking in, she noticed that Miles was one of them. He truly stood out, with his height, which was something that Johanna felt she could relate to. Then, he sat next to her, which was surprising to her. She put on a very polite smile. "Hello Miles," she said kindly, the smile still on her face. "Jag förstår inte," she said next. "We just met each other in the hall." She didn't seem to quite grasp the slight bit of humour Miles used.

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 2:30 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:Daniel shrugged as he took a sip of is coffee, cringing at the awul taste. He shook his head and grumbled. "I thought this was coffee, not blendered dog shit". He pushed the coffee to the center of the tabel, discarding it. "Skipping class? yeah I guess, but it's better than getting shanked by the Levaithans in the hallway....". Daniel shrugged, qquickly pulling out a pen and jotting some lyrics he'd just thought of on the palm of his hand.


Unscrewing the cap of her waterbottle, she took a longish sip of the combined bourbon-sweet tea, before offering it to "Mike", the strong scent of alcohol being very clear in the drink. "Hey, there's no getting through the school day without something in your system, right?" She then sighed, looking down at her chipped white nails, grimacing at the fact that she would have to redo them soon, before looking back up towards the kid sitting across from her. "You're not too close with the Leviathans, yeah?"


Daniel took a long sip of the drink before handing back to her and shaking his head. "Not jut them... all three gangs have a grudge against me, for reasons that usually all trace back to my lyrics..." Daniel laughed a little bit. "What are you here for?"
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 2:36 pm

The NAR wrote:
Transoxthraxia wrote:
Unscrewing the cap of her waterbottle, she took a longish sip of the combined bourbon-sweet tea, before offering it to "Mike", the strong scent of alcohol being very clear in the drink. "Hey, there's no getting through the school day without something in your system, right?" She then sighed, looking down at her chipped white nails, grimacing at the fact that she would have to redo them soon, before looking back up towards the kid sitting across from her. "You're not too close with the Leviathans, yeah?"


Daniel took a long sip of the drink before handing back to her and shaking his head. "Not jut them... all three gangs have a grudge against me, for reasons that usually all trace back to my lyrics..." Daniel laughed a little bit. "What are you here for?"


She rescrewed the bottle. She wasn't exactly a heavyweight when it came to drinking, and the bottle was already a quarter empty. She paid no mind to the dagger-like stare that she was receiving from the elderly woman at the counter. Deciding not to reveal that she was waiting at the cafe for gang-related business, she brushed it off as if she was just meeting a few friends. "Yeah, I'm just waiting for a few of my girls to get here. Didn't really want to go to school yet so I felt like wasting some time here, smoking and drinking the day away.

"Mike" clearly didn't know her, nor the reputation that preceded her. "Hey, uh, your name's not actually Mike, is it?"
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 2:41 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:
Daniel took a long sip of the drink before handing back to her and shaking his head. "Not jut them... all three gangs have a grudge against me, for reasons that usually all trace back to my lyrics..." Daniel laughed a little bit. "What are you here for?"


She rescrewed the bottle. She wasn't exactly a heavyweight when it came to drinking, and the bottle was already a quarter empty. She paid no mind to the dagger-like stare that she was receiving from the elderly woman at the counter. Deciding not to reveal that she was waiting at the cafe for gang-related business, she brushed it off as if she was just meeting a few friends. "Yeah, I'm just waiting for a few of my girls to get here. Didn't really want to go to school yet so I felt like wasting some time here, smoking and drinking the day away.

"Mike" clearly didn't know her, nor the reputation that preceded her. "Hey, uh, your name's not actually Mike, is it?"

Daniel shook his head, chuckling. "No, it's Daniel... hey, you wanna get outta here?" Daniel wasn't afraid to be struck down, but he put on his most charming face. "We can go... hang out at my house"
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Postby Elerian » Fri May 08, 2015 2:45 pm

Miles Petraukas, Physics

Miles grinned at Johanna's naiveness, he had only just learned the expression and thought it was as good a time as any to use it. Her smile seemed genuine, which Miles took as a sign that maybe she didn't yet know what he was affiliated with. He decided not to explain what he'd said, so he pressed right on, and with brows furrowed he asked, "your language, where do you come from?" It sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. As he waited for her response he quickly peered around the room to see if any members of rival gangs were there. It might appear to Johanna that he was simply nervous, but he hoped she didn't really know the reason.

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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 2:48 pm

The NAR wrote:
Transoxthraxia wrote:
She rescrewed the bottle. She wasn't exactly a heavyweight when it came to drinking, and the bottle was already a quarter empty. She paid no mind to the dagger-like stare that she was receiving from the elderly woman at the counter. Deciding not to reveal that she was waiting at the cafe for gang-related business, she brushed it off as if she was just meeting a few friends. "Yeah, I'm just waiting for a few of my girls to get here. Didn't really want to go to school yet so I felt like wasting some time here, smoking and drinking the day away.

"Mike" clearly didn't know her, nor the reputation that preceded her. "Hey, uh, your name's not actually Mike, is it?"

Daniel shook his head, chuckling. "No, it's Daniel... hey, you wanna get outta here?" Daniel wasn't afraid to be struck down, but he put on his most charming face. "We can go... hang out at my house"


Emilia smiled a knowing smile and rolled her eyes, before thinking to herself, What a fuckboy. "I told you, Daniel, I'm waiting for my friends, so no, thank you. You're welcome to hang out here for now 'till my friends get here. If you're coming over to the parties tonight, though, I'll probably see you there." She itched behind her head, and she began to want a cigarette again. Not too many, she told herself. She was trying to cut back nowadays.

"No offense, Daniel," She said, teasingly. "You're not nearly as handsome and charming as you think you are."
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste

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Postby Breitenfeld-Sibbesborg » Fri May 08, 2015 2:55 pm

Elerian wrote:Miles Petraukas, Physics

Miles grinned at Johanna's naiveness, he had only just learned the expression and thought it was as good a time as any to use it. Her smile seemed genuine, which Miles took as a sign that maybe she didn't yet know what he was affiliated with. He decided not to explain what he'd said, so he pressed right on, and with brows furrowed he asked, "your language, where do you come from?" It sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it. As he waited for her response he quickly peered around the room to see if any members of rival gangs were there. It might appear to Johanna that he was simply nervous, but he hoped she didn't really know the reason.


Johanna Ahlström
Physics Class


Johanna felt like she was making a friend, which was a good feeling. She had been rather isolated since moving to the United States, so she felt that it'd be a good thing for her to have another person to hang out with. She spent most of her time running, which she loved, but it was no way for a high schooler to be. "I speak Swedish, but I come from Åland, which is in Finland." She looked down at the desk nervously as Miles looked around the room. "It gets somewhat confusing." She felt that she should ask him a similar question, since he clearly wasn't a native speaker of English. "Where are you from? I hear you have an accent."

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 2:59 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:Daniel shook his head, chuckling. "No, it's Daniel... hey, you wanna get outta here?" Daniel wasn't afraid to be struck down, but he put on his most charming face. "We can go... hang out at my house"


Emilia smiled a knowing smile and rolled her eyes, before thinking to herself, What a fuckboy. "I told you, Daniel, I'm waiting for my friends, so no, thank you. You're welcome to hang out here for now 'till my friends get here. If you're coming over to the parties tonight, though, I'll probably see you there." She itched behind her head, and she began to want a cigarette again. Not too many, she told herself. She was trying to cut back nowadays.

"No offense, Daniel," She said, teasingly. "You're not nearly as handsome and charming as you think you are."

Daneil shrugged and smiled. "I'm pretty damn aware, but can't blame a guy for trying, can you?". Daniel scratched the back of his neck and sighed. "I might just chill with you and the others for now, maybe a few beers at the party will change your mind"
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 3:06 pm

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Emilia smiled a knowing smile and rolled her eyes, before thinking to herself, What a fuckboy. "I told you, Daniel, I'm waiting for my friends, so no, thank you. You're welcome to hang out here for now 'till my friends get here. If you're coming over to the parties tonight, though, I'll probably see you there." She itched behind her head, and she began to want a cigarette again. Not too many, she told herself. She was trying to cut back nowadays.

"No offense, Daniel," She said, teasingly. "You're not nearly as handsome and charming as you think you are."

Daneil shrugged and smiled. "I'm pretty damn aware, but can't blame a guy for trying, can you?". Daniel scratched the back of his neck and sighed. "I might just chill with you and the others for now, maybe a few beers at the party will change your mind"


"Cool." Daniel seemed like an unbearable fuckboy, but company was company. "I don't actually drink beer." She said, embarrassingly smiling. "I'm more of a wine and hard liquor kind of girl. Speaking of," She said, unscrewing the water bottle again, and taking another swig. She was starting to feel a little buzz, but she didn't mind. "Anyways, what do you do for fun?"
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 3:10 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:Daneil shrugged and smiled. "I'm pretty damn aware, but can't blame a guy for trying, can you?". Daniel scratched the back of his neck and sighed. "I might just chill with you and the others for now, maybe a few beers at the party will change your mind"


"Cool." Daniel seemed like an unbearable fuckboy, but company was company. "I don't actually drink beer." She said, embarrassingly smiling. "I'm more of a wine and hard liquor kind of girl. Speaking of," She said, unscrewing the water bottle again, and taking another swig. She was starting to feel a little buzz, but she didn't mind. "Anyways, what do you do for fun?"

"Jack Daniels" blrted Daniel, smiling. "My favorite of all liquor". Daniel shited his weight in the chair and sat up straight. "That, and Vodka"
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 3:15 pm

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Transoxthraxia wrote:
"Cool." Daniel seemed like an unbearable fuckboy, but company was company. "I don't actually drink beer." She said, embarrassingly smiling. "I'm more of a wine and hard liquor kind of girl. Speaking of," She said, unscrewing the water bottle again, and taking another swig. She was starting to feel a little buzz, but she didn't mind. "Anyways, what do you do for fun?"

"Jack Daniels" blrted Daniel, smiling. "My favorite of all liquor". Daniel shited his weight in the chair and sat up straight. "That, and Vodka"

"Jack Daniels is good, I guess. Vodka too. My personal favourite's Kraken, though, Spiced Rum. If you've never had i, it'll fuck you up real bad. I'm a lightweight, but I drink often, and it usually takes me about a month to get through a single seven hundred and fifty milliliter bottle. Long Island Iced Tea is also really good. To be honest, I'm not picky, so long as it isn't beer." She shuddered, remembering how much she hated the stuff.
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 3:28 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:"Jack Daniels" blrted Daniel, smiling. "My favorite of all liquor". Daniel shited his weight in the chair and sat up straight. "That, and Vodka"

"Jack Daniels is good, I guess. Vodka too. My personal favourite's Kraken, though, Spiced Rum. If you've never had i, it'll fuck you up real bad. I'm a lightweight, but I drink often, and it usually takes me about a month to get through a single seven hundred and fifty milliliter bottle. Long Island Iced Tea is also really good. To be honest, I'm not picky, so long as it isn't beer." She shuddered, remembering how much she hated the stuff.

"Beer ain't bad" stated Daniel, now itching for a beer and even to sit down and blaze up. "It all depends on who you ask". After he asked her what he did for fun, Daniel made a shit grin. "Well, I like rapping, and booze, and I like Footbal. How about you? What are your... inerests?"
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Postby Ontorisa » Fri May 08, 2015 3:30 pm

Stammers Regional High School
9:38 AM
Tyson Victors


Victors had returned from his walk around the school. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened to Victors, but he was still a bit annoyed with LaChapelle's decisions on not consulting his decisions with his lieutenants, who were arguably one of the most valuable consultant tools he possessed. As he continued, Victors flicked out his phone, a stolen iPhone 4 from the Baskets district. Unlocking it with his four digit pass code, he opened up his contacts and swiped through them until he found Michal Reznik's contact. Selecting it, he brought up the iMessage interface as he started to text.

"hey man u good for a bit of discussing? if so text back. thanks bud."


Putting his phone away, Victors looked around, a tiny bit nervous, before he stepped inside of the school.

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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 3:34 pm

The NAR wrote:
Transoxthraxia wrote:"Jack Daniels is good, I guess. Vodka too. My personal favourite's Kraken, though, Spiced Rum. If you've never had i, it'll fuck you up real bad. I'm a lightweight, but I drink often, and it usually takes me about a month to get through a single seven hundred and fifty milliliter bottle. Long Island Iced Tea is also really good. To be honest, I'm not picky, so long as it isn't beer." She shuddered, remembering how much she hated the stuff.

"Beer ain't bad" stated Daniel, now itching for a beer and even to sit down and blaze up. "It all depends on who you ask". After he asked her what he did for fun, Daniel made a shit grin. "Well, I like rapping, and booze, and I like Footbal. How about you? What are your... inerests?"


"Well, aside from this," She said, sloshing around the booze she had in her water bottle, "I guess the closest thing to an interest I would have is making money. Any way possible, really. Or most." She added, reminding herself that the fuckboy would probably mention prostitution. "Besides that, I suppose I have an interest in my friends, and then a certain interest in boys." She said in a teasing manner, winking at the kid across from her, feeling more and more buzzed.
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 3:38 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:"Beer ain't bad" stated Daniel, now itching for a beer and even to sit down and blaze up. "It all depends on who you ask". After he asked her what he did for fun, Daniel made a shit grin. "Well, I like rapping, and booze, and I like Footbal. How about you? What are your... inerests?"


"Well, aside from this," She said, sloshing around the booze she had in her water bottle, "I guess the closest thing to an interest I would have is making money. Any way possible, really. Or most." She added, reminding herself that the fuckboy would probably mention prostitution. "Besides that, I suppose I have an interest in my friends, and then a certain interest in boys." She said in a teasing manner, winking at the kid across from her, feeling more and more buzzed.

Daneil laughed a little bit, then puled out and lit a cigarette, ignoring the "No Smoking" sign in the window. Daniel took a puff and blew out some smoke. "Well, where are thse ladies at?"
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Postby Transoxthraxia » Fri May 08, 2015 3:43 pm

The NAR wrote:
Transoxthraxia wrote:
"Well, aside from this," She said, sloshing around the booze she had in her water bottle, "I guess the closest thing to an interest I would have is making money. Any way possible, really. Or most." She added, reminding herself that the fuckboy would probably mention prostitution. "Besides that, I suppose I have an interest in my friends, and then a certain interest in boys." She said in a teasing manner, winking at the kid across from her, feeling more and more buzzed.

Daneil laughed a little bit, then puled out and lit a cigarette, ignoring the "No Smoking" sign in the window. Daniel took a puff and blew out some smoke. "Well, where are thse ladies at?"


"I'm assuming that they're still in class, unable to get out yet." She said, uncrossing her legs and then crossing them the other way. Noticing the cigarette, she couldn't help her cravings anymore. "Hey, you mind if I... Bum one off of you?" She asked, implying she had none of her own in her backpack. In a buzzed, cute, teasing manner, she then continued, "My step-daddy took all of mine away."
Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search for our better selves?
In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand." The City's gone,
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder, and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.
The Nuclear Fist wrote:Transoxthraxia confirmed for shit taste

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Postby The NAR » Fri May 08, 2015 3:48 pm

Transoxthraxia wrote:
The NAR wrote:Daneil laughed a little bit, then puled out and lit a cigarette, ignoring the "No Smoking" sign in the window. Daniel took a puff and blew out some smoke. "Well, where are thse ladies at?"


"I'm assuming that they're still in class, unable to get out yet." She said, uncrossing her legs and then crossing them the other way. Noticing the cigarette, she couldn't help her cravings anymore. "Hey, you mind if I... Bum one off of you?" She asked, implying she had none of her own in her backpack. In a buzzed, cute, teasing manner, she then continued, "My step-daddy took all of mine away."

Daniel pulled three cigaretts out of a pack in his backpack and handed them to her, nodding. "There you go". Daniel leaned back and crossed his legs, resting his ankle on his knee, right at his thigh.
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