Re: Grand Battle High
01-28-2011, 04:56 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
From what you see, you can identify Alex Corendal, who's nice, you suppose, but sometimes acts a little suspicious, Timothy Swales, who's just generally suspicious all around, but sometimes acts crazy, Xeno Photon, who you're not even sure if he has a beard or not but apparently he does? Cobra, who's edging slightly away from Vandrel Reinhardt. You don't really know Cobra but Vandrel has a reputation for being quite a bastard.
Also, in the corner, some muscular old guy has set up a forge and crap. You have no idea who the hell he is but you're pretty sure he's not a student. You don't think you can tell him to leave.
There is also some dead guy in the corner. He sorta smells. You should probably tell someone about this.
You continue to wipe this potato gunk off of your face.
"What are we even here for? What kind of person thought that a Bearded Swordsman Club would be a good idea? Aren't we all supposed to be in class? It's not even after school yet!"
Nobody really answers to this. Maybe these outbursts are common.
"I don't even know how I got here or why I'm the head of this stupid club!" you continue. Maybe you're venting some sort of frustration. "Bah. I need to go wash this off."
You walk out of the room, muttering stuff about how potatoes don't belong in hair and how this felt all mushy and how it was so unhygienic to throw food around like this...
Not The Author Wrote:> For that matter, who did show up?
From what you see, you can identify Alex Corendal, who's nice, you suppose, but sometimes acts a little suspicious, Timothy Swales, who's just generally suspicious all around, but sometimes acts crazy, Xeno Photon, who you're not even sure if he has a beard or not but apparently he does? Cobra, who's edging slightly away from Vandrel Reinhardt. You don't really know Cobra but Vandrel has a reputation for being quite a bastard.
Also, in the corner, some muscular old guy has set up a forge and crap. You have no idea who the hell he is but you're pretty sure he's not a student. You don't think you can tell him to leave.
There is also some dead guy in the corner. He sorta smells. You should probably tell someone about this.
You continue to wipe this potato gunk off of your face.
"What are we even here for? What kind of person thought that a Bearded Swordsman Club would be a good idea? Aren't we all supposed to be in class? It's not even after school yet!"
Nobody really answers to this. Maybe these outbursts are common.
"I don't even know how I got here or why I'm the head of this stupid club!" you continue. Maybe you're venting some sort of frustration. "Bah. I need to go wash this off."
You walk out of the room, muttering stuff about how potatoes don't belong in hair and how this felt all mushy and how it was so unhygienic to throw food around like this...