OOC: Who is playing the teacher? I have a feeling this isn't going to get very far if nobody is. :POOC: could you?
OOC: Is this a modern school where every course is taught by a different teacher or one of those Little House on the Prairie schools where one teacher teaches everything?OOC: A modern high school, and to add on, you wouldn't just be a teacher, you would be a full-blown principal!
Solveig leans over to her sleep deprived little brother and replies,OOC: Who is playing the teacher? I have a feeling this isn't going to get very far if nobody is. :POOC: could you?
IC: Holke wakes up after his ear buds start
beeping, they’re low on battery. “Just my luck. In fact that’d what I wanted to happen!” He throws his earbuds back in his book bag and pulls out a sketchbook and some draeing utensils. He’s been drawing a imaginary map for the last three days, he’s only finished the northern part of the island. He looks at the clock and sees it’s only 7:06. “Psst… Solveig, when does class start?” He says, mildly irritated.
Mx. Michiru Keene walks into the classroom carrying their usual notebook and planner, setting them down on their desk. "Good morning class, and welcome to another day of history. To see how awake you all are, let's start off with an easy question: Can anyone tell me when our town of Wintreath was founded?" Michiru asked the class.Holke could her a slight huff of satisfaction rush out of Solveig's nostrils, clearly indicative that once again, she was right.
(OOC: the answer of course will be the same as when the region was founded, though the year can be altered to older to give it older roots)
Mx. Michiru Keene walks into the classroom carrying their usual notebook and planner, setting them down on their desk. "Good morning class, and welcome to another day of history. To see how awake you all are, let's start off with an easy question: Can anyone tell me when our town of Wintreath was founded?" Michiru asked the class.Immediately, Gabe's eager hand shot up. He obviously knew the answer. "October 17th, 1887. The Sefian Railroad company needed an outpost in the tundra, and this was the only spot suitable." This was all in his mind, however, as he never blurted out the answer.
(OOC: the answer of course will be the same as when the region was founded, though the year can be altered to older to give it older roots)
Monti shoots Ichosk a dirty look for disrupting his focus and turns the page of his script, now neatly tucked into his history book, in a huff. Unable to regain his focus, he turns his attention to Melodi and tosses her a couple of pink starburst from his pocket.Melodi picks up the candy and eats one piece quickly tucking the others into her pocket. She looks at Monti and smiles before looking back down at her drawing crumbling it into a ball and placing it in her other pocket. Focusing her attention at Mx. Keene.
Mx. Keene looked across the room as the saw a hand dart into the air. "Gabe, go for it." Mx. Keene said."October 17, 1887. The Segian railroad company needed an outpost in the tundra, so they built Wintreath here."
Holke watches the teacher ask a easy question, but he doubts himself. “It’s October 17th, 2013… or is it?” He thinks to himself. He almost raises his hand but seems someone else get called. He places his elbow on the desk, arm somewhat up. With his other hand he pulls out a sticky note. He always has pencils out but he pulled out a pen, he writes a note to his sister. What’s the answer?? Plz help.Solveig grimaces in annoyance at her younger brother, his arm at his most out stretched point by the time the question was answered. She sassily stuck her tongue out before turning back towards Mx. Keene.
"Ah, you're correct on the date, but a little fuzzy on the cause. The Segian railroad company did indeed initially build here, but abandoned the project sometime in.
In fact, it was former Spirita Empire citizens fleeing the oppressive regime and finding this land that became the building blocks for our town today. The Segian railway company took on a renewed interest in the project once they had learned people had begun settling here, and they had sent their own folks to resume building as well as help with creating the town that we know today." Ms. Keene explained as they leaned against the whiteboard.
"Since that day our town and the Segian Railway Company have enjoyed a partnership of sorts together. And if it wasn't for their help during those times, Wintreath may not have existed...at least, not as we know it today. Any questions?" Mx. Keene asked while looking at the class to scan for raised hands.
"Oh, and Mr. Delta...since you were late to class, I hope you don't mind spending some extra time after school." Mx. Keene added with a somewhat disappointed expression.
"Ah, you're correct on the date, but a little fuzzy on the cause. The Segian railroad company did indeed initially build here, but abandoned the project sometime in."No problem," says Ichosk as he finally finished picking up his books. He finally sat down in the back. He takes out two notebooks and starts notes in one. When he has cough up he begins writing in the other one as well.
In fact, it was former Spirita Empire citizens fleeing the oppressive regime and finding this land that became the building blocks for our town today. The Segian railway company took on a renewed interest in the project once they had learned people had begun settling here, and they had sent their own folks to resume building as well as help with creating the town that we know today." Ms. Keene explained as they leaned against the whiteboard.
"Since that day our town and the Segian Railway Company have enjoyed a partnership of sorts together. And if it wasn't for their help during those times, Wintreath may not have existed...at least, not as we know it today. Any questions?" Mx. Keene asked while looking at the class to scan for raised hands.
"Oh, and Mr. Delta...since you were late to class, I hope you don't mind spending some extra time after school." Mx. Keene added with a somewhat disappointed expression.
Holke wakes up after someone throws something at his head. He picks the note off the floor and reads “what class is this?” in the worst handwriting he’s ever seen. “Are you stupid?” He says before he stands up. “WHAT A AMAZING HISTORY CLASS! I SURE DO LOVE THIS HISTORY CLASS!” He screams at the top of his lungs, getting the classes attention. “Does that answer your question?” He whispers back."Could you say that louder?" he says, with the giant grin still on his face, with light shining off of his teeth with how white they are. "I don't think I heard you, you said Math, right? You wern't descriptive enough." he reaches into his bag and grabs a squeeze water bottle.
“You little bastard.” He stands up again and takes a deep breath. “THE DOUCHBAG BEHIND ME WANTS TO KNOW WHAT CLASS THIS IS! SO I SAY THIS ONCE AGAIN, ITS HISTORY!” He sits back down and grabs a pen and begins to draw. “If you ask me one I’ll stick this pen where the sun don’t shine.”Holke wakes up after someone throws something at his head. He picks the note off the floor and reads “what class is this?” in the worst handwriting he’s ever seen. “Are you stupid?” He says before he stands up. “WHAT A AMAZING HISTORY CLASS! I SURE DO LOVE THIS HISTORY CLASS!” He screams at the top of his lungs, getting the classes attention. “Does that answer your question?” He whispers back."Could you say that louder?" he says, with the giant grin still on his face, with light shining off of his teeth with how white they are. "I don't think I heard you, you said Math, right? You wern't descriptive enough." he reaches into his bag and grabs a squeeze water bottle.
"Aight, I won't ask again, plus hard to hear you with the speech impediment. No offense." he says, he drinks a quarter of his water bottle in one huge gulp. He notices him drawing something. "Whatcha drawin?" he asks. He pushes his own seat towards Holke to rest his arm on Holke's desk.“You little bastard.” He stands up again and takes a deep breath. “THE DOUCHBAG BEHIND ME WANTS TO KNOW WHAT CLASS THIS IS! SO I SAY THIS ONCE AGAIN, ITS HISTORY!” He sits back down and grabs a pen and begins to draw. “If you ask me one I’ll stick this pen where the sun don’t shine.”Holke wakes up after someone throws something at his head. He picks the note off the floor and reads “what class is this?” in the worst handwriting he’s ever seen. “Are you stupid?” He says before he stands up. “WHAT A AMAZING HISTORY CLASS! I SURE DO LOVE THIS HISTORY CLASS!” He screams at the top of his lungs, getting the classes attention. “Does that answer your question?” He whispers back."Could you say that louder?" he says, with the giant grin still on his face, with light shining off of his teeth with how white they are. "I don't think I heard you, you said Math, right? You wern't descriptive enough." he reaches into his bag and grabs a squeeze water bottle.
Gabe turned his head to the commotion. He'd raise his glasses, unsure of what to think. He immediately went back to focusing on the lesson. His 3rd notebook of the year had almost been filled. After jotting down a couple of notes, he took a sip of water."Aight, I won't ask again, plus hard to hear you with the speech impediment. No offense." he says, he drinks a quarter of his water bottle in one huge gulp. He notices him drawing something. "Whatcha drawin?" he asks. He pushes his own seat towards Holke to rest his arm on Holke's desk.“You little bastard.” He stands up again and takes a deep breath. “THE DOUCHBAG BEHIND ME WANTS TO KNOW WHAT CLASS THIS IS! SO I SAY THIS ONCE AGAIN, ITS HISTORY!” He sits back down and grabs a pen and begins to draw. “If you ask me one I’ll stick this pen where the sun don’t shine.”Holke wakes up after someone throws something at his head. He picks the note off the floor and reads “what class is this?” in the worst handwriting he’s ever seen. “Are you stupid?” He says before he stands up. “WHAT A AMAZING HISTORY CLASS! I SURE DO LOVE THIS HISTORY CLASS!” He screams at the top of his lungs, getting the classes attention. “Does that answer your question?” He whispers back."Could you say that louder?" he says, with the giant grin still on his face, with light shining off of his teeth with how white they are. "I don't think I heard you, you said Math, right? You wern't descriptive enough." he reaches into his bag and grabs a squeeze water bottle.
Holke takes his pen and pokes Dash. “Get your arm off my desk, and please back up.” He continues his drawing. He gets a red pen. “If you don’t go, I won’t be able to help myself.”He backs off, and slumps in his chair again "aight, isn't it nice we're friends." he says, still smiling. "anyways, whatcha drawin?" he asks, again.
He crumpled up his sticky note and pulls out a whole sheet of paper. “Just keep watching, you’ll see.”Holke takes his pen and pokes Dash. “Get your arm off my desk, and please back up.” He continues his drawing. He gets a red pen. “If you don’t go, I won’t be able to help myself.”He backs off, and slumps in his chair again "aight, isn't it nice we're friends." he says, still smiling. "anyways, whatcha drawin?" he asks, again.
"Aight, I'm watching." he says, he scooches his chair a bit closer to see him draw. "can't wait to see the end result."He crumpled up his sticky note and pulls out a whole sheet of paper. “Just keep watching, you’ll see.”Holke takes his pen and pokes Dash. “Get your arm off my desk, and please back up.” He continues his drawing. He gets a red pen. “If you don’t go, I won’t be able to help myself.”He backs off, and slumps in his chair again "aight, isn't it nice we're friends." he says, still smiling. "anyways, whatcha drawin?" he asks, again.
He writes “Leave me alone.” “Do you understand this?”"Aight, I'm watching." he says, he scooches his chair a bit closer to see him draw. "can't wait to see the end result."He crumpled up his sticky note and pulls out a whole sheet of paper. “Just keep watching, you’ll see.”Holke takes his pen and pokes Dash. “Get your arm off my desk, and please back up.” He continues his drawing. He gets a red pen. “If you don’t go, I won’t be able to help myself.”He backs off, and slumps in his chair again "aight, isn't it nice we're friends." he says, still smiling. "anyways, whatcha drawin?" he asks, again.
"Aight. Could have been nicer though." he says, he goes scooches back to his own desk and put's on his headphones and maxes the volume out, not paying attention at all and still having a grin since the start of class.He writes “Leave me alone.” “Do you understand this?”"Aight, I'm watching." he says, he scooches his chair a bit closer to see him draw. "can't wait to see the end result."He crumpled up his sticky note and pulls out a whole sheet of paper. “Just keep watching, you’ll see.”Holke takes his pen and pokes Dash. “Get your arm off my desk, and please back up.” He continues his drawing. He gets a red pen. “If you don’t go, I won’t be able to help myself.”He backs off, and slumps in his chair again "aight, isn't it nice we're friends." he says, still smiling. "anyways, whatcha drawin?" he asks, again.
Class continued as usual until the door flew in and in stepped Nicholas Remington. He waved causally to Mx. Keene, completely ignoring the fact he is very late and interrupting class. He also winks at Solveig before taking a seat in the back, not seeming to care about the lesson in the slightest.Solveig smirks, putting her hand up momentarily without even bothering to wave it. She observed his cool demeanor and watched him sit down in his seat, which was diagonal (upper left) to her, before resuming her notes.
Holke looks at his big sister with a very smug grin. “OooOOOOoooh.” He said, as revenge for her being annoying earlier in the class. He then makes a incredibly stupid drawing and throws it at Nicholas. It shows a over dramatic scene of him opening the door, instead he burnt it, it also depicts him holding a jar of pickles. He also had an extra leg. At the bottom it says “because I was bored lol.” He then promptly goes back to sleep, ignoring everything the teachers saying.Her smirk then quickly turned into an annoyed sour grimace, as she intercepts the thrown drawing and looks at it, before crumpling it into an incredibly tiny ball and stuffs it in her pocket. Her smirk returns, this time in satisfaction of her vengeance.
"Aight. Could have been nicer though." he says, he goes scooches back to his own desk and put's on his headphones and maxes the volume out, not paying attention at all and still having a grin since the start of class.She watched the scene unfold before her, her idiot brother trying and failing to intimidate possibly the most egocentric student in the entire high school. Part of her wanted to slap him for insulting her brother, while the other wanted to praise him for putting Holke in his place. She stayed neutral between the two extremes, opting instead to ignore the growing chaos in the classroom. She stares at Mx. Keene, waiting for her to resume her lesson.
(ooc: just wondering, will the rp be just this class or will it be multiple and if multiple will we have different teachers?)OOC: My impression and thought is that this will be multiple classes throughout the day, plus lunch, but that depends on where the roleplay goes.
Just then, the roof was ripped open as a giant scaley hand reached through, belonging to what looked to be some kind of clown/alien/teddy bear hybrid. It reached for Michi as they screamed.As Mx. Keene abruptly awoke from their slumber, Solveig thought how odd Mx. Keene's behavior was. As the bell rung, she stayed in her seat, glancing at her phone as the wave of students crowd their way through the door before getting up herself and approaching Nicholas,
Michi woke up with a start as the bell rang, realizing that they slept through their own lesson. "C-class dismissed!" They said to the students. That's the last time I stay up to watch Giant Teddy Bear Clowns from Outer Space on a school night. They think to themselves.
He smirks "Of course I did. And i got the good stuff too. Don't ask how, but it involved four dozen raw eggs, the stoners from class 4B, and some impromptu electrical engineering. What time does it start again?"Just then, the roof was ripped open as a giant scaley hand reached through, belonging to what looked to be some kind of clown/alien/teddy bear hybrid. It reached for Michi as they screamed.As Mx. Keene abruptly awoke from their slumber, Solveig thought how odd Mx. Keene's behavior was. As the bell rung, she stayed in her seat, glancing at her phone as the wave of students crowd their way through the door before getting up herself and approaching Nicholas,
Michi woke up with a start as the bell rang, realizing that they slept through their own lesson. "C-class dismissed!" They said to the students. That's the last time I stay up to watch Giant Teddy Bear Clowns from Outer Space on a school night. They think to themselves.
"Did you manage to get the stash yet? The party tonight will be pretty lame without it."
He smirks "Of course I did. And i got the good stuff too. Don't ask how, but it involved four dozen raw eggs, the stoners from class 4B, and some impromptu electrical engineering. What time does it start again?""I know better than to ask you were you get anything" Solveig chuckles, ignoring the foolish outcries of her little brother, as she adjusts her backpack.
Dashiki realizes that it's the end of class after hearing that weird kid sitting by him scream something in the hallway, he puts his headphones around his neck. 'that guy was weird, must be jealous as he seems poor' he thinks to himself. He gets up and walks to his next class, but he doesn't know what it is or where it is so he instead goes to ask Solveig. "Hey, ya know what class we have next?" he says to herAs Solveig turns away from Nicholas, she nearly bumps into Dashiki. Staggering a moment from his sudden presence, she was about to yell at him for getting too close when he asked his question. Sighing in defeat, she answered in an annoyed tone.
"Your salad looks like a cave man punched it 30 times, not my fault mine is better." he says "Also that party you were talking about, can't wait. You should buy from me instead, those guys you buy from have terrible set ups. I'll even give a discount for us being good friends." he says smiling."Tell that to Nicholas then, he's the one in charge of getting supplies, I just set up what he gives me." Solveig shrugs, walking with Dashiki towards ceramics class, "Besides, I'm not sure how willing he is to buy from your dad's company... you know how he is."