Creation 2

[dodo_master]

[A call is made to 1669 Nelson St. Cynric runs to answer the phone every time it rings - such a fascinating device! - and talks the ear of anyone who might be calling. But this time it's from the school, asking why he hasn't been attending. School? Ridiculous! He's way too old for school. But after some chatting he's convinced into going.

Comments

Action. THIS IS COOL, BRO?

[steel_massifail]

[[MASSIMO IS ACTUALLY AT SCHOOL TODAY, HUH

...why is someone weird reading his notes, they're mostly doodles and useless crap]]

...Can I help you?

Action. Peachy~

[dodo_master]

[He's looking at your notes. And your doodles. And thinking.

He points at the page.] You forgot to carry the 2!

Action.

[steel_massifail]

Carry the... 2?

[[He looks back at his page with a frown. The only 2 he sees is part of the label of one of Massimo's previous weapons which he had drawn.]]

Um. I guess.

[[And he just... keeps on doodling. He really didn't want to be here, in all honesty. He was only here because he didn't want to get droned.]]

Action

[dodo_master]

[Now he's looking at you. Loooooooooking. He's trying to figure out what you are.]

...a golem?

[thief_of_truth]

[Just... blinks as this random dude sits down across from her at the lunch table.]

"Uh... hi."

[Gives a sort of tentative smile. Normally she's friendlier, but getting murdered will put a damper on even the nicest person's mood.]

[dodo_master]

[He holds up his tray to Kay. There's jello on it.]

Look at this! Gelatin, for dessert, at a school! This school must be awfully wealthy! Although the mold leaves a bit to be desired. [It's a rectangle. He pokes at it.]

[thief_of_truth]

I dunno, they have Jell-O for dessert here every day... it's nothing special, really.

[dodo_master]

[He blinks at her.] "Nothing special"? [He looks down at the jello, amazed. Gelatin in his time take a lot of work.] The future is amazing!

[lasersallover]

[totally skipping class]

Yo-!

[dodo_master]

[Totally leaving that boring civics class]

Hi! Don't go in there, that class is very dull.

[lasersallover]

Figures. Most of these classes are boring. Where's the ones on explosions?

[dodo_master]

Sonme are fun! Perhaps chemistry?

[clockwrkangel]

[Becca doesn't take notes. Becca draws. You can find a random sampling of the current (and in some cases former) inhabitants of Mayfield, as well as several pictures of herself in various fantasy costumes (steampunk-esque knights and regular knights most frequently), and quite a few pictures of a boy that looks strikingly like her. Every now and again she'll start a new sketch, but she'll leave it at posing ovals and then go back to whatever she was working on before. She seems sad every time she does that.]

[dodo_master]

[Hoveriiiiiiiiiiiing]

You're quite good!

[clockwrkangel]

[JUMP! Pencil-break! Becca turns and stares at him.] ...Uhh...hi?

[dodo_master]

Hello! Your drawings are quite good. Very fancy outfits. I like it!

[terroristtarget]

[ Miyagi is teaching! Literature to be exact. But he'll just stop and stare at Cynric. Like...really stare, wtf man D< ]

.....

[dodo_master]

[He staaaaaaaaares back at you a moment.]

Hi! What class is this?

[terroristtarget]

It's literature. Are you supposed to be in here?

[dodo_master]

Maybe? I don't know! Can I join anyway?