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Post by DeredereChan on Nov 30, 2014 23:44:33 GMT -5
Izzy was fuming. "Just shut up already, Jacob. One boy is better than the NONE GIRLS you've kissed!" She was about to leave it there, but she had to get her anger out. She backed up a bit, then ran and aimed a kick straight for Jacob's groin.
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Post by hbarber on Nov 30, 2014 23:46:58 GMT -5
Jacob dodged with all the grace of a stoner, that is to say, all the skill and grace! "Don't get mad at me sister it's in the cards, and if you knew the number of girls I've kissed you'd be blushing right now."
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Nov 30, 2014 23:47:22 GMT -5
If James wasn't in aviators, it'd be apparent he was in shock. "And here I thought I was being so smooth. If you saw me, then fair's fair baby. We're straight." he said, tossing an apple up and down.
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Post by veero on Nov 30, 2014 23:47:34 GMT -5
Nathan sighed, "Nevermind.." He mumbled to himself, maybe it was his imagination.
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Post by MistaMista on Nov 30, 2014 23:48:37 GMT -5
"So," Joan began, now that she had several people to address at once. "Anyone here know where a Mr. Voyner is?"
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Post by DeredereChan on Nov 30, 2014 23:49:06 GMT -5
"God damn Jacob, if you aren't careful, you'll find your face against mashed against the concrete one of these days. I'll let you off for now, though."
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Post by veero on Nov 30, 2014 23:49:47 GMT -5
"I-I dunno, the last time I saw him he was packing up to leave the school."
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Post by hbarber on Nov 30, 2014 23:49:55 GMT -5
"You always do sister, it's almost as if this face is too good for even you to smash." Jacob replied snarkily
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Nov 30, 2014 23:51:38 GMT -5
Mojo chuckled at Joan. "That old stiff? He's probably in his classroom." "Does the circus have their stagenames ready or what?"
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Post by DeredereChan on Nov 30, 2014 23:51:52 GMT -5
Izzy decided to ignore Jacob and moved back to Joan. "Maybe he's still here. You never know, ya know? We should check."
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Post by MistaMista on Nov 30, 2014 23:54:00 GMT -5
Joan nodded in agreement. "Sounds cool to me. Mind showing me the way?"
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Post by Residisi on Dec 1, 2014 8:01:23 GMT -5
Dark.
That was the only thing that Bill could describe as he woke up in a room that seemed as if it had never seen the light of day. He remembered sleeping in his comfortable penthouse just yesterday, but now he was inside a room covered in dust and with no sense of direction all, he felt blind and lost and started screaming from terror. After he calmed down, he slowly started crawling on the floor and realized that in the darkness there were some stairs. He climbed and touched a short, wooden handle.
"No...It's locked...How can I get out now?" Bill thought before slamming on the door and and shouting: "HELP!"
But it was useless, no-one was there and he just kept slamming before suddenly, the door turned from wood to cork.
"W-What?" Bill thought, before realizing that he had found an exit. He got out and found out that the sky was dark and that it was night.
"This is not Japan!" Bill thought while sweating before searching the area surrounding him and asking a man some questions.
"Excuse me sir, where am I?"
"Where are ya son? Why this Kashmir!" The man replied before drinking a bottle of whiskey.
"And...Where is Kashmir?"
"Are you retarded son? You in Murica mate! Country of freedom and booze!" The man said before gulping down another bottle of whiskey, looking obviously drunk.
"A-America? How did I get here?" Bill thought before checking his pockets.
"No...I don't have any money to buy a plane back or call a phone....I'll have to get some money." Bill thought before finding a large, neon sign that said: Commando Burgers.
"Maybe that McDonalds has some." Bill thought before running there.
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Post by Tribune Bolton on Dec 1, 2014 15:23:56 GMT -5
Mojo answered Joan, throwing the apple away. "Yeah, sure. No sweat off my back. Is your badass friend coming along?" Mojo said, pointing out Izzy.
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Post by DeredereChan on Dec 1, 2014 15:25:28 GMT -5
Izzy laughed. "Am I coming? Of course I am, whether you want me to or not!"
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Post by hellohello on Dec 1, 2014 15:27:10 GMT -5
As the group was conversing, a leather jacket wearing teenager with long hair rounded the corner on his bicycle. He turned to look at the group, and his front tire hit the apple laying in the road. He did a flip in the air, and landed on his ass.
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