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Post by Envy on Nov 27, 2016 20:44:47 GMT
Man today haves been a eventful day for homeroom. Drawing in his journal of different characters from animes and light novels to pass the time by. Michael's phone buzzes I've told everyone who has my number not to call me during my classes so I don't interrupt class.
Pulling out his phone he sees a azure pop up window in comic sans. "HEY SCHMUCK WHAT ARE YOU DOING ATM! I'M BORED LET'S DO SOMETHING." I'm going to shock him the next time I see him. On his laptop screen starts to fizz out when Techint face pops up in a pop-up window and the screen changes to a game. "Let's play classes aren't that important." Says Techint on the laptop.
A now furious Michael quickly tries to exit out the window of the game and the pop-up window of Techint. "Can you please stop Envy I'm I'm class." In text on the screen appears NO now done with Techint, Michael uses his powers to send a very small burst of electricity to the laptop to force the laptop to shutdown for good.
Upon doing this Michael sighs "Great now I have to buy a new laptop and take notes by hand."
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Post by Shift on Nov 27, 2016 21:28:46 GMT
After realizing that her classmate was making motions at him, he stared at her confused. Then he faceepalmed as he realized she must not be able to speak so she was using sign language. Thank god he learned it! He had to, as back home he needed quite a lot of reasons to pick him for a job in his segregated home town.
He signed back, *Thank god, so what'd I miss?*
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 27, 2016 21:35:59 GMT
Lya was a little unsure as to how to reply. Well she was always taught to be honest so...
*One kid had a seizure and another student punched the teacher... Also we're getting uniforms.*
Lya gives the student a quick nod, unsure of what else she may have missed.
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Post by Shift on Nov 27, 2016 21:44:10 GMT
His jaw dropped but he signed back...
*Oh... well... the uniform is a bummer*,unsure as to what to say about that information.
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Post by Shift on Nov 27, 2016 21:51:07 GMT
'When is this class going to start!' Nickolai thought. Unsure as to what to do, he ended up on looking at his classmates. He saw next to his new found friend was a kid in a... gas mask... frying his laptop, a really young boy with white hair, an asian person with an eyepatch talking to a really fashionable women and a boy in a wheelchair. This school year is off to an interesting start!
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 27, 2016 22:29:06 GMT
Hearing the kid's sharp demand, Thomas raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, merely blinking to show that he had heard him. Narrowing his eyes as Chroma clearly floundered to change the subject, he watched intently as the kid started conversing with Chroma about Omni, the dumb-as-hell reality show on T.V. that was honestly irritating as all hell. He didn't watch it for fear of becoming brain dead, but his baby sister often watching it. Ironically, she usually defends, even though both of them know that's bullshit. Refusing to speak and feeling his eyes narrow slightly like a hawk, he took note of the conversation between Mark and Chroma. She was upbeat as she always was, but the kid had spoken more words in the past five seconds than he had the entire time he had been here. And he had spent much more time around him. Where he apparently did something to affront him but wouldn't mention it for whatever reason. The kid seemed a bit flustered; his mouth going faster than his mind. He really didn't seem like the kind of kid who acted before he thought, Thomas mused, before a light-bulb went off in his head and his eyes widened in recognition. Well, this was a surprise. Unable to stop the tiniest smirk come across his face, he just reminded himself of his luckiness that Chroma was facing the other way, before he finally turned away from them both without a word, putting his headphones back in once more.
He didn't know the kids problem, and he didn't think it was exactly fair when he didn't even let him know what he had done, but he wasn't one to embarrass people on purpose. He had clearly inadvertently done that to the kid somehow, and despite the cold shoulder the kid was giving him, he wasn't one to be petty. Most people knew that; especially the girl sitting next to him. The kid sitting next to her didn't know though, but it wasn't looking good for him over in the pettiness department. He would have to make a note of talking to the kid privately at some point to...diplomatically discern what his problem was, and perhaps get past it. He wasn't one for enemies, but he didn't want the kid thinking that he was one. It was unfair treatment, and he would assure him of that, but he couldn't act without knowing the story. Shaking off the thoughts to increase his own mood, he wondered what the other two would think of his uncharacteristic silence, before turning his head to look out the window once more, retreating into his daydreams and running away from the spectacle they had just undergone.
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Post by Serph on Nov 28, 2016 1:29:58 GMT
Chroma tried to smother a grin as Mark talked about last year’s winner. Oh he had no idea. Letting out a little giggle as she tried to stop imaging what his face would look like when they went to Drama, she focused on his explanation. “I’d say there’s a mix here, Pride Industries is more of the business type of place to be, but Omni is a nice balance to it,” she commented clearly pleased with the show no matter what anyone said. After all it was meant to entertain and do some good and in her opinion it was decent at doing both so why not enjoy it?
Chroma felt mouth tense as she stopped midway to starting her next sentence about the teachers at Mark’s next question. Oh. She paused for a moment, hand lightly grabbing her owl as she felt like she was going to start fidgeting. “Yeah, that’ll be fun,” Chroma said her voice getting softer, her lips twitching back into a smile. It was only a moment though as she quickly tried to brush away the nervousness and continue the conversation. “Um, I know they’re starting to film the new season so it’s um, perfect timing for it!” she rambled on in a cheerful voice. Her hand still fidgeting with her owl necklace. She almost squeaked in surprise when the thing accidentally opened on her, cheeks flushing slightly as she tried to close it quickly. In the milliseconds of silence she realized Thomas hadn’t said anything. Laughing nervously she tried to shift the focus off herself and include him when she caught sight of those earbuds again. That explained it. “Um…” she glanced back at her necklace, the owl closed again and tried to think of what to say next. She had nothing.
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Post by Shift on Nov 28, 2016 2:01:34 GMT
<OOC:When is school actually going to start?>
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jackygirl
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 28, 2016 2:05:14 GMT
(OOC: Please use the official OOC thread under General Discussions but I think as soon as Snoe says so)
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Post by Raz on Nov 28, 2016 2:28:56 GMT
The second the words left his mouth he wished for them back. He hardly knew this girl yet he was asking to hang out with her. "Why? Why am I acting like this around her?" He thought to himself. He'd never had much romantic experience before. Sure he'd been around girls who've liked him before, that's simply something that comes with being the son of someone wealthy. But they've never been able to make him drop his composure like this. "I mean...she's definitely pretty." He thought, "But that's not different from the other girls mom and dad tried to force on me. There's something different with her, something warm." The fact that she helped him in the hallway without him asking. And how she helped fix his shirt to keep him from feeling humiliated.
"And you're going to creep her out if you keep staring at her, baka." He mentally chastised himself. He listened as she said yes to his proposal. His eye widened in surprised. n his mind it was as though the world simply stopped for a moment."Really? Oh that's great. I'll be looking forward to it." He said perhaps just a bit too enthusiastically. She tried carrying on the conversation only for it to quickly go quiet again. He desperately looked for something else to talk about. He landed on the owl necklace she was holding. "Do you like owls?" He said before gesturing to the necklace. "I see you have one on your necklace."
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Post by Shift on Nov 28, 2016 2:42:44 GMT
Nickolai realized that he never introduced himself to the Victorian girl, which is a rather long nickname if he says so himself.
"I actually never actually gave my name! I'm Nickolai, or Nick. Whichevers easier. Yours?"
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Post by Deaths on Nov 28, 2016 3:09:46 GMT
Tommy hated school he had to wake up early, study, and socialize. The three things in life he dreaded, perhaps he would have a narcolepsy 'episode' that will make his day much better. Zipping up his favorite hoodie he walked to school a bit late, but it was no big deal. There was a beautiful river near his dorm room he could get lost in, the temptations of a nap were too strong. "I'm already late I might as well be more late." Tommy's logic was flawless, in his mind anyway. The little creak was peaceful, with no care in the world Tommy sat against a tree, enjoying the day. His eyes got heavy every blink took longer and longer to open. Right before the sweet feeling of sleep was on him he saw something violently thrashing in the river.
A small albino mouse was being dragged down stream, poor little guy would drown. Without thinking Tommy sprinted into the river which was barely knee high and fished the mouse out. "It's a bit too early for snow huh little guy." Noting the pure white of this fluff ball. "Don't tell anyone I said that and you can hang with me." Tommy had a smile making friends wasn't something he was good at so every one counted. "Come on lets go to class before someone gets mad." He continued wading through the water grabbing his bag he placed the mouse into his hood. "I'm Tommy by the way. You'll need a name how about Snowball." Digging for some crackers he had, he gently placed them in his hood. "Eat up Snowball, it's going to be a long day." He sighed continuing to class.
The water in his shoes squished and squashed all down the halls. His jeans soaking wet and a bit muddy, left a small track toward his class room. It was a zoo so many people inside chatting back and forth doing killing time. Finding the first open desk he sat down ignoring the world placed his head on the desk using his left arm as a pillow he closed his eye. Snowball climbed out of his hood and nestled in his hair.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 28, 2016 3:59:18 GMT
Lya turned to her new copanion again quickly signing to him.
*My name is Lya, it's a pleasure to meet you.*
It's these moments she wished she could smile.
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Post by awkwardnature on Nov 28, 2016 4:17:54 GMT
Leigh B. stands outside the doors of the academy "Darwin Academy? The school of freaks!" He sighs, as he goes through the doors. It's not like he's not already late and drawing attention to himself already, but he has to face actually freaks like him today! Oh boy!
He walks aimlessly down the halls, shock he hasnt sees no one. Looking at his schedule "who the hell names their child Kregean?" As he shakes head and stops at the front of the door that matches the name. "Leigh you got this, after all you are just like them a 'freak'. Not like your family lets you forget it". He shakes off his thoughts, as he reminds himself why he is here because of Sasha.
He turns the knob to door of the classroom with sweat palms before locking eyes with a guy with an albino mouse and a girl doing something with her hands. Not to bad he thought to himself, before turning his head and locking eyes with Mr.Kregean. "wtf" he says, before going into a panic attack and struggling with the door handle. Damn sweaty palms he thought, as his skin lets out black smoke that fills the room and smells like hot garabage. "Can't get the door open!" As the toxins filling the room disintegrates some of the door, as he busts through the door and down the hall till he finds the boys bathroom and hides in a stall. "Why me, why fucking me!?"
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Post by Snoe on Nov 28, 2016 9:29:34 GMT
(OOC: don't wait for me Serphantel is in charge of this one lol I'll help nudge ya forward... lots to read I mean WOW! Cool stuff)
Remy was a little sore from getting smashed into the floor by the teacher but he'd noticesthe doll like girl with facination and waving at her to get her attention and signing back *Hi! You sign too?
That was SO cool now that things were going forward with the day. Silic was forcibly checking the boys pulse Manny sitting there with a clueless look on his face Kreagan looking totally out of place pulling papers and books out of his briefcase. "Alright if no one else decides to feint lets get this underway." His voice sounded held back but was still very loud... like he couldn't help it. "Silic get lost you're done." The big guy waves him off "I'm your homeroom teacher... and yes I am the REAL Kreagan, ask Remy over there." Pointing to the indestructible student that he practically piledrived "First off I'm not going to break the city, second lets take attendance." Then there came a listing of the students that were supposed to be here and ending with a "IN this school every day you miss your grades will suffer and anything below a passing grade average and you're no longer eligible for power training.... Alright next we start with the fun stuff, any questions?"
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 28, 2016 14:49:21 GMT
"What is school policy on fornication?" asked Jacob with a cheeky grin and quick wink to the green-haired girl next to him.
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Post by awkwardnature on Nov 28, 2016 16:38:31 GMT
(OOC: my bad for making this a mess i jump like a whole bunch of scenes (a shame) I'll delete that post a post it later on in the class)
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Post by Snoe on Nov 28, 2016 17:23:36 GMT
(OOC: my bad for making this a mess i jump like a whole bunch of scenes (a shame) I'll delete that post a post it later on in the class) OOC:no no no don't do that you're fine I was away for a bit there was a lot of posts to read)
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Post by Envy on Nov 28, 2016 17:58:44 GMT
Michael's hand shots up into the air "Excuse my Mr.Kreagan, I have a question on extra curricular activities. If there are any that the school offers to it's students." Asks Michael always hoping to do his best and then some.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 28, 2016 19:07:33 GMT
Lya turns to Remy and gives hims a quick sign. *I have to sign, my face is froze so I can't talk. By the the way, why did you attack Mr.Kreagan?*
Lya looked around the class unsure if she would still get in trouble for talking during class, even if it was silent.
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Post by Serph on Nov 28, 2016 20:38:12 GMT
(OOC: That’s my bad then for dropping the ball. I wasn’t sure if I should wait or not. I’ll borrow Kreagan and get history started then. If he ends up acting too out of character, let me know and I can edit ^^ “School rules can be found in student handbook you all received before attending here. Read the section on misconduct or find out if you ever get there,” he turned to address the next question. “School clubs will start up again later this week. The student office is putting together a list of available clubs. It should be sent out or posted later today or tomorrow.” “Any more questions?” he paused for good measure. “Good. On the school site is a copy of the syllabus. There is a physical copy that will be passed around,” he picked up one of the chunks of paper he had brought with him, carrying it to the first desk. When it was less than an inch above he let it drop from his hands causing the stack to land with a light thump on the desk, surprisingly still orderly after its landing. “Pass it around.” He ordered before returning to his place at the front of the class. “Your grade for this class is determined by your participation in classroom debates, along with the occasional test or paper. If you need an aid for communication, bring it to class.” He stated, trying to brush the formalities out of the way. Most of the information and more would be on the syllabus. “All textbooks for classes are to be picked up in the library. Pick up for textbooks starts after second period.” He paused to let his words sink in. “Are there any questions about the syllabus?” ---- Chroma turned away from Mark as the teacher started to talk, his voice surprisingly loud even if he seemed to be trying to control the volume. Well at least she won’t have to worry about hearing him. Scrambling to pull out her notebook and pencil to start writing she watched the teacher speak as best she could. Perhaps the most alarming thing about him was that when a gas had started filling the room and a student had fled out, he’d merely made a check on attendance before continuing. Otherwise he seemed rather together for someone who was supposed to be out to destroy the city. Weird. She listened patiently, papers moving around as the syllabus was passed out, students taking a sheet off the top and pushing it along. She did the same before passing it to Mark, eyes scanning the Syllabus quickly as the teacher asked if they had questions. ---- Kreagan’s Syllabus:
Textbook: Global Impact of Darwin’s is the main textbook, written by a Darwin on the effects Darwinism has had on the world through history. There will be scanned excerpts from The New Continent passed out for additional readings. The New Continent is a history book written about the rise of Atlantus from the perspective of Non-Darwins.
The library is having textbook pick up starting after second period on the first day of classes. History textbooks can be picked up from there.
Grades: Participation/Attendance 10% Tests 35% Paper 20% Debates 35%
Participation/Attendance: Participation and Attendance are mandatory for this class. Outside of excused absences from the school, each class missed will be a reduction of 1% point of your grade.
Tests: Tests will be full periods long and consist of multiple choice and short essay questions. Tests will occur every few chapters and will ensure you are keeping up with the material. If a test is missed, there is a three day grace period to take or otherwise set a new agreed upon date for the make-up test. Failure to do so will result in a 0 for the test.
Papers: There will be a paper for this class. More information will be given at a later date.
Debates: Debates are used for students to actively engage with the material at large. Debates should be expected every chapter. Students will be expected to be able to critic or defend both sides of an argument raised for debates. Debates will be announced beforehand and will have some class time to prepare. Anything not completed in class will be left for the students to figure out outside of class time. Students who require a communication device may either attempt to use it in a debate and have their teammates assist them or they may write a short paper instead. Papers are due before class on the day of the debate.
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Post by awkwardnature on Nov 28, 2016 22:11:29 GMT
"Get it together Leigh B. Your here for a reason bigger than just being a freak, all you have to do is learn how to control your power and save her and you'll never have to comeback to this place." He reassures himself, as he occasionally sticks his head out ever mintue, to see if the bathroom clear,so know one hears him talking to himself. I mean it bad enough to your family your a freak, but running out of the classroom you'll be the freak of the freaks. He thought to himself. And that much worst... but did you see that guy he was a freaking gaint! And eventhough he has grey skin like him, his skin look more sharkish than human. He shakes his head imagining what his family would say, if they thought he was ugly, imagine what they'll think about Kregean. His mind takes him to another place as he thinks about all of the abuse he got for being a freak in his family, it's not like he ask to be one. He just happen to be borning that way.
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Post by Shift on Nov 28, 2016 22:30:10 GMT
Nickolai looked at the paper, repeating it in his head to remember. He had a tendency to forget these kinds of things.
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Post by Raz on Nov 28, 2016 23:31:15 GMT
Mark seemed to deflate a bit as Chroma's attention shifted to the teacher. But, even he had to admit that he was getting a little concerned with the presence of the teacher staring down at them all. Even while sitting he was still a full head taller than the boy who came in just a few seconds ago. When he came in only to be sent screaming he thought that may be for the best. At least now there will be other individuals who've singled themselves out. When he began emitting smoke, Mark bolted for the window, well, he wanted to. But that likely wouldn't have ended well. Instead he watched as the gas filled the room only to dissipate a few seconds later. "It wasn't nerve toxin..." He murmured as he let out a relieved sigh.
He began looking over the syllabus and nodded after seeing how it was rather straightforward. He raised his hand, "Sensei, I have a question." He waited for the big man to acknowledge him before continuing."My classmates seem to be rather concerned about your presence here. For their sake as well as my curiosity, I have to ask. What has brought you to be here today?"
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Post by Shift on Nov 28, 2016 23:39:17 GMT
When Nickolai heard Mark's voice (He was so bored he ended up 'accidentally' eavesdropping) ask the monster of a teacher, he braced for impact. But he also noticed thathe accidentally called Mr. Kreagon sensei, but he dismissed in hopes of hearing the answer.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 28, 2016 23:47:06 GMT
Taking his headphones out of his ears once more, he focused his attention onto Kreagan; the guy seemed way too calm for his reputation to be explaining the syllabus to them in such a manner. Only barely registering Chroma handing him a syllabus, he robotically reached out a hand and took the sheet of paper from her outstretched hand, murmuring a thanks loud enough for her to hear. Scanning his eyes over the syllabus, his eyebrows raised in slight bemusement as he read it; it seemed pretty standard. Kind of strict, but much less than he expected from Kreagan. Although he clearly didn't know much about Kreagan in the first place if he was complacent enough to act as homeroom teacher; he's either in debt to them, or something else major has gone down. Hearing Mark's monotone voice address their homeroom teacher, he looked up in surprise as every pair of eyes, including Kreagans, fixed on him as he spoke. He had to give the kid credit, though; he didn't flinch as he asked Kreagan about his history. That was quite an interesting point as well, he had to note. He wasn't sure what Chroma would think, but the kid didn't know exactly who he was dealing with. Oh well; he may as well give it a shot. The kid had been kind of an asshole, but his mouth often tended to work faster than his mind.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure everybody else is wondering that as well, big guy." He spoke up casually, doing his best to keep his voice level and his expression casual as Kreagan turned to look at him as well. "Forgive me, but you would be the last person people expected to be homeroom teacher, let alone a teacher at all. People are going to be speculating the entire time you're here; if you want, we can spread it around for you so you don't have to keep explaining it. I hate it when I have to do that, myself. If not, that's cool; just trying to make you feel welcome in this little family of ours." He offered calmly, fully aware of the fact that the entire room had gone deadly silent, Kreagan still boring into him with his gaze. Steeling his resolve, he bit down a gulp as he smiled affably at Kreagan, the picture of friendliness and calm.
Shit. One of these days, he really needed to learn to think before he spoke before he got himself killed.
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Post by awkwardnature on Nov 29, 2016 1:51:08 GMT
Leigh B. Snaps back from his thoughts, as he realizes that his toxins that were escaping his body were beginning to tear down some of the stall he was in. Great hope I don't have to pay for that, He thinks to himself.
Just than he feels a buzz in his pocket from his phone. As he takes it out he realizes it's a text from his brother derrick "This is all your fucking fault, if you were never borning this wouldn't be happening! She's dying because of you! You fucking weirdo! She doesn't even look the same smh." Just than Leigh B. Could feel the tears rolling down his eyes. She might have hated and left him when he was a baby, but she still was his mother, and his the reason she not in good health. "I know he texts back, im going to fix it..." As he slides the phone in his pocket he hears another buzz, but this time doesn't look at it. He doesn't need anymore negative engery than he already has now. As he goes to the sink in the bathroom, to was his face, he realizes that since his clothes aren't Leigh proof he has holes through out his clothes. "Great $600 dollars down the drain" He says to himself, as he splashs water on his face. "Now to find a nurse's office, maybe they'll have something decent to wear". He says to himself as he heads out the bathroom and off to the nurses office. Till he finally finds it and stops right before the door, wondering what lays behind it.
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Post by Serph on Nov 29, 2016 4:02:24 GMT
Chroma felt her eyes stop mid-word as she glanced through the syllabus. She wasn’t even subject to the intense gaze that was passing itself over the boys on either side of her and she already wanted to shrink away from it. Whether to commend them on their bravery or scold them for their foolishness she wasn’t sure, though she had half a mind to kick the two boys, but one wouldn’t feel it and the other was hurt. Hardly a good call at this point. Chancing a glance up at their history teacher she took note of his gaze drilling a hole into Thomas. She didn’t move her eyes off her teacher as a slow toothy smile crept onto Kreagan’s face as he finally answered, “Tell them, that’s not on the syllabus.” Their teacher let his gaze rest on Thomas for a few more moments before shifting to Mark to make sure he got the same chilling gaze. Chroma looked down instinctually when it passed over her.
“Are there any more questions about the syllabus?” Kreagan’s voice punctured each word harshly as he waited for a response again. His eyes were no longer relatively calm as he rolled his gaze over the class again, making sure to spend some extra time over the two boys. “No?” It wasn’t a question. “Then let’s get started.” He stated, gingerly organizing his notes in front of him. A bit of the podium broke off in his efforts, but otherwise he managed. “Raise your hand if you’ve learned about the first Darwins,” Kreagan’s voice shifting back into a more teacherly tone as he spoke. It was time to find out what the Darwin Academy has been teaching these kids before he got here.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 29, 2016 4:40:17 GMT
Hearing Mr.Kreagan ask about the first Darwins gave Lya a small energetic burst, a chance to impress her homeroom teacher. Lya's tiny lace covered hand shot up, hoping Mr.Kreagan would be pleased.
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Post by Deaths on Nov 29, 2016 4:50:28 GMT
"Come on roll over." Tommy begs Snowball in a hushed tone. "ROLL OVER." He gets more intense, but still tries to remain quiet. Rolling his finger with each iteration. "Come on please, I'll be your best friend." Tommy pleads to no avail. Snowball was defiant he looks away and scurries off. "No don't." He extends his hand out. Snowball runs off into one corner of the room.
Snowball knew what he wanted, but the little guy was excited for the all the new experiences. Just hours ago he was about to die now he had his first friend why not have more. A boy sat in a weird contraption, is was like what Tommy was sitting in, but with circles attached to it. He scales the structure sniffing around it smelled nice here. His little fluff ball of a body was still damp as he jumps into his lap.
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