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Post by Arata Hayashi on May 14, 2018 22:34:46 GMT -4
You know that saying 'New chapter in life means a new outlook'? Well, the thing about that is, it's pretty much true, depending on the content of the chapter that is. In terms of literature you have books where one chapter is a direct continuation of the last. Novels don't do it too often, manga are notorious for it. But today, today was a day where everything was different for Arata Hayashi. It was like a new arc in one of those manga or anime series.
He used to be a vigilante, he used to be someone who scrimped by month by month with art commissions and turning in any villain bounty he could as a vigilante. But now? Now he was a teacher at a school. He was a registered hero! Just like his father had originally intended, albeit on a much longer and more convoluted route. But Arata was a licensed teacher, and he was here at U.A. Highschool, as a homeroom teacher among other professional heroes.
He didn't look like it in any sense of the word. Instead of a fancy suit or anything like a hero costume, his first day in these halls was spent with his civilian clothes on. That black reversible jacket with white moons dotting the side of the hood up to his ears, the one thing that he was most known for wearing, waving behind him as his hands were occupied with one pocket, the other clutching on to a bag he carried with him. In that bag a series of plastic things were clacking against each other, he was carrying something with him to the class room.
His amber colored eyes scanned the signs above each room. 3-C, 3-B, 3-A. No, he was on the wrong floor. Time to move to the next one, and the one after that, unless this school was not built based on a mathematical scale of one year of classes per floor! After he found the floor, and he found the room. The door closed, class hopefully inside. He was being introduced as a new teacher today, and first impressions were everything. Not only the impression of himself he gave, but the impression of his students that he got.
Setting down that bag for a moment, he took in a deep breath, thinking, just how he was going to walk in and introduce himself to his class. People were off put by him when he wasn't interested in them off the bat. But if he went in too enthusiastic he would be 'that guy that is way too in to his work'. Just over the cusp of young adulthood, and with a liking for media that involved a young crowd, he was much more self conscious about his social status, at least for today! He had to think. Think. Think! How was he gonna do this?
Well, only one way to see if his results would work. He took in a deep breath, and put on a stoic face as he grabbed that bag off of the floor and opened the door to class 1-B. "Hey there everyone." He said, waving to everyone that was present. Setting the bag down behind the desk at the front of the class, he would turn to address everyone in the room.
"My name is Arata Hayashi, and as of today, I will be your homeroom teacher. I have to admit, the teaching thing is new to me, and I haven't been classically trained. Sooooo. I want to take this moment to talk about each of you." He would pick up a sheet, on it were the pictures of all the students and their names.
"Go around the room, tell me a bit about yourselves and if you have a cell phone. I'll explain why after we make the full round of the room." He said, sitting back behind the desk on a chair.
OOC: At this point, just introduce yourself and maybe a bit about what you did before Arata came in to the room! SOrry if this post isn't as grand as others on the site. I am nervous around new groups.
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Post by Kyla Casey on May 15, 2018 7:14:05 GMT -4
Homeroom was the start of it all. An opening ceremony was grand and nice, but it wasn't a formal class. There was a class for rescues and physical education, but that wasn't a class to belong to. No, homeroom was different. It was the formal group that Kyla as a student was going to be a part of. In Japan, this took on an extra special meaning. Homeroom classes took all their classes together. For that year, they learned and participated in everything together. The people in this class were going to be the ones she grew together within the world's first hero course. It was like the first episode of the dramas she enjoyed watching so much. It was an introduction to all the characters and personalities the future shenanigans were going to be based on. How exciting this was all going to be! Kyla was ecstatic, but that wasn't something anyone could really tell just by looking at her. Like everyone was supposed to be, she was dressed in her school uniform. She was well kept and it was neat. Her tie neat and straight and her long white hair set on and over her shoulders as sat in the classroom at her desk. Her hands rested neatly in her lap as she looked around at the other students in her class. For the moment, it was mostly girls. It was odd how that turned out, but interesting at the same time. he just hoped all the rumors of how high school girls acted didn't turn out to be true. Part of Kyla hoped that since they were in Japan, things would be different than they were in the states. However, from the looks of things, most of the class didn't look Japanese. It made sense considering what the school was offering. It wasn't too long before the teacher arrived in the class. He wasn't dressed formally and seemed a little nervous. She perked up as he walked to the front and set a bag on his desk. He looked young. She expected someone older, but it seemed the school got what they could get. It wasn't an insult to the teacher, it just meant that he was really good for the age he was at. To be a teacher in the first hero school in the world was a true honor. Like with many first days, the teacher asked the class to go around and introduce themselves. And first up was none other than Kyla. She stood up, holding her hands together in front of her and giving the class a calm nod. If anyone was paying any attention to her, they would see that here expression never really changed. It barely moved from the default straight face she had. And even though it didn't look like it, the girl was extremely excited to be here. "Hello, my name is Kyla." She spoke. Like her face, her voice lacked any real tone or emotion. It was as if a machine was speaking. And given her robot-like mutations, it was easy to assume that was exactly what she was. "I look forward to class with you all." She added. The blue Nasod core on her forward lit up a bit, showing a picture of a smiling face. Even though her expressions couldn't show how she as feeling, her core did display emotes in its place. Arata HayashiI'll get a template eventually =X
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Post by Haruuhi Hajimari on May 17, 2018 11:22:42 GMT -4
Radio had been sitting in class dutifully, her eyes half closed as she looked like she might fall asleep at any moment. Ever since she started U.A, it was clear that Haruuhi was always tired, almost as if she got next to no sleep or even none at all. She did however still put the effort into making herself look presentable. All she had to do was pass these few years of Hero Highschool right? It would be over in no time... right?
When the homeroom teacher walked in, Haruuhi barely noticed, taking him for a student that had forgotten to put their uniform on. That was until he made his way to the front of the class and began to address them. She had to blink a few times, wondering if she hadn't started hallucinating or something. She would look ahead of her to Kyla who had stood up and introduced herself to the rest of the class. Okay, nope, this wasn't a hallucination if her other classmates were responding to his request. Great... that meant that she was next to introduce herself.
Whenever Kyla sat back down, Haruuhi would rise, looking like a zombie rising from her grave.
"Haruuhi Nakamura..." She would mumble, bowing her head forward in respect to her teacher before straightening herself up again.
"I guess I've been... nominated Class Vice President for some reason... I hope I can do everyone justice in that... oh uhm, my quirk is Radio wave manipulation so... I guess you could say I have hundreds of cellphones." she added, addressing the teachers strange request to know who had cellphones or not. Of course it was interesting for her to know who's phone wasn't turned on... she could get a lot of information from a phone just sitting in someone's pocket...
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Post by Miku Hajimari on May 17, 2018 12:19:33 GMT -4
Miku was a quiet and obedient student. She quietly sat in her chair and awaited her teacher dilligently. She was so excited to be at UA, although she didnt show her excitement that much. She did look around the classroom and her fellow classmates. Everything was just so cool to her, even her classmates were so cool. She just imagined what their teacher would be like. What Hero would they get? Maybe a speedster hero? Or maybe a stealthy cool heroine? Or maybe a fellow quirker who can manipulate plants?!
And then, the Teacher finally came. He looked like an average person, he didnt wear a fancy suit or some fancy hero costume. Just. Average. Clothes. .... AND TO MIKU THAT WAS AMAZING!!!! He was just so cool, mysterious and handsome. To others this would probably be a letdown. She wouldnt be surprised if someone mistook him for a student. But Miku didnt care.
She listened to him introdouce himself. Arata Hayashi. She made a mental note to remember that. But now, the scary part came. Introductions, Miku was scared when she had to talk infront of many people. Even just standing up. She was in the view of everyone. She felt exposed when many people would look at her.
Miku finally gathered courage and actually stood up and introdouced herself. "Hello. My name is Miku Hanabira. And I look forward to being your student and being everyones classmate. I'll do my best....And um..I do have a cell phone...That is all" During her time, she did her best not to blush. After she finished talking she just sat down and let another student introdouce themselves
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Post by Lani Bijan on May 17, 2018 14:39:18 GMT -4
these rapid eyes will keep on moving The opening ceremony was over, people were done moving in and everyone knew they classes they were going to attend. It was time for the first official class of Yuuei's career, the first homeroom classes. As a student of 1-B, Lani actually met a few of the people she was going to be in class with already. In the time it took to figure out what class she was in and to move into her dorm room, she met two of the girls that were in her class. And coming into class today revealed that was what the majority of her class consisted of. The ratio of boys to girls was completely out of whack, so much so that Lani found it amusing. When she first entered the classroom and looked at who else was within it, the girl let out an audible laugh at the circumstances. She wondered how the ratio was with the other classes and if their class was just like this by random chance. Whomever the one guy was, he had his own built-in harem. Lani took a seat close to the back of the class, but close to the window.
It was one of those prized seats that most people wanted for whatever seclusion of protagonist feel the seat had. Lani wanted it for two important reasons. One, she needed the sunlight from the windows. It was what powered her quirk and she usually spent as much time as she could recharge it. Honestly, any light would do, but she liked the natural feeling of sunlight on her skin. Second, Lani was a very loud person. She garnered attention and spoke with confidence and assertiveness. If she sat at the front of the class Lani would easily outshout anyone else in the class. She wanted to make sure everyone had a chance. She wanted them all to succeed in this hero course together. Despite her assertive and sometimes arrogant nature, Lani as pretty inclusive of those around her.
As for how she was dressed, that was a completely different beast. Her uniform wasn't proper at all. The blazer and shirt were both left completely unbuttoned. it showed off her bare stomach and even her bra was visible She wore low ankle cut socks with her shoes to make it so as much of her skin was visible as she could get away with. She couldn't soak in the sunlight if she was all covered up. Some people made have a problem with that and maybe even think negative things about her, but Lani wasn't one to care. And if it got too bothersome, she'd shut them up herself.
Soon enough, the teacher came in and introduced himself. Lani watched him from the back of the class while she was laid back in her seat. She had the front legs up off the ground and was balancing the chair on its back legs. Both her hands were up behind her head as if she was in a resting position. It was obvious from her demeanor that she was going to be one of the more difficult students in the class. He wanted each of them to go around and introduce themselves to the class. And the first one to speak up was a girl with long white hair in the front. Her name was Kyla and she seemed to be a foreigner like Lnai was. Her speech was odd, almost robotic. Did it have something to do with her quirk? She definitely had features a normal person wouldn't have, so it wasn't unreasonable. Next was the radio girl Lani had met before. She seemed tired and she was speaking normally. It concerned Lani a little, but she chose to wait until after class to ask if she was alright. And after Haruuhi was another student Lani met when she was moving in, Miku. She, too, was the same as before. Once Miku finished, Lani stood up with a smile. "Yo! I'm Lani Bijan and I'm glad to be a part of the best class, 1-BEST!" She called out, raising her voice as she spoke. "Nice to meet ya teach and of course I've got a cellphone! In fact, I want all y'all numbers so we can hang out after this!" She added, speaking to the rest of the class. If they were going to be together for the year, might as well get familiar with each other. ulla
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Post by Nyke Nora on May 17, 2018 20:02:21 GMT -4
Demon Machine i no longer fear ending my hell Nyke sat quietly in the homeroom class. She was one of the first to arrive in class and was already sitting down when it was mostly empty. Being on time was an important standard for her father and it was drilled in to her. If she was going to be the face of a business then she couldn't be late for the important things. It was always a good idea for her to try and set a good example even though he didn't care so much. Her seat was in the middle of the class and it was actually different from the others. It was reinforced and bulkier than the chair of the other students. Enough though she was shorter than the majority of the class, she was the heaviest one there. Her small body was deceptive in that her bones were actually made of metal and caused her to weigh much more than she looked like she should.
Outwardly, however, the only really unique feature to her body was her devil's tail. Mutations weren't uncommon, but hers was a little more subtle than others. Those seeing her tail wouldn't be able to tell what her quirk was right away. As others filed in, Nyke watched them silently. There was a decent array of students, but one notable fact was that it was majority female. In fact, she could only spot a single male that was in the class at the moment. She had no particular feelings on the matte,r but it was interesting. It made Nyke wonder how the other classes faired with their male and female numbers. And soon after all the student arrived, the teacher was next. He was younger than Nyke expected. He did look like an adult, but Nyke could tell there wasn't a whole lot of age on him compared to the other teachers he saw at the opening ceremony. How curious.
Like with many schools, they were going around and introducing themselves. Each person spoke up in different ways, from very shy to very loud. And eventually, it became Nyke's turn. The girl rose from her seat and leaned forward on her desk a small bit. It was easy to see that if she put her full weight on it, the legs of the desk wouldn't be able to keep up. "Nyke." She said softly, not even bothering to answer the rest of what was asked. Instead, she sat back down and sat crossed legged on the seat. She supported her posture by placing both her hands into her lap. Nyke was a girl of few words, but that didn't mean she wasn't invested. Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
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Post by Arata Hayashi on May 19, 2018 22:00:33 GMT -4
As far as he was concerned, he was living the life of an anime character. Not only was he a young teacher ready to start his career, but he was in a class with what seemed like nothing but girls. He just rubbed the back of his head, if there were any male students in his class they were probably outside carrying kendo swords over their shoulders with their shirts half tucked in and whatnot, probably with a bandaid across the nose or some other corny trope. He just sighed to himself, taking a look at the attendance sheet. Of everyone that announced that they were here, a few weren't present, namely male student names. He hated being right about a cliche.
Kyla, Haruuhi, Miku, Lana and Nyke, the five that stood out the most for their unique appearance or the way they introduced themselves. Out of everyone that introduced themselves, only one properly answered his question, some even went on to describe their quirks, he just rubbed the back of his head again and looked around the room, "Okay so, seeing how only two people answered the question I asked, I'm just gonna do this." He took up that bag from the ground and walked around the class, stopping at every desk and took out a cell phone, they weren't state of the art, but they were enough for everyone to stay in touch with, he stopped at Miku's desk and smiled at her, his eyes closed with a slight tilt to his head "Thank you for answering the question, same goes to you Lani."
"As for the rest of you, These are all the same make and model and I want you all to turn them on, and go on to the app store and find a particular game. We're gonna get to know each other for a little bit, your first big homework assignment is to log on to this game for three hours a day for seven days straight, after that I'll reveal just why we did this project, unless someone can guess why off the bat."He would indicate what the game was by writing its title on the board, some Mech based phone game that dealt across several different genres and pertained to many different audiences. It had world building, pvp, resource farming, large scale real time events, gachas, a bit of everything for every type of gamer out there. he would then sit back on his chair, and take out his phone, showing that he was an avid player of it by waving it around overhead, "All of you add me on here, and I will keep track of your progress!"It was then that everyone was free to discuss among themselves while Arata got to setting things up, along with a notebook on the desk which he wrote a few private things down on."Oh: and Lani, if this were a comic, this would be the point where the teacher would suddenly wing an eraser across the room and hit you in the head for defacing school property for leaning back in the chair like that. But do be careful so you don't hurt yourself okay? Especially if the principal or something comes by."Nyke Nora Miku Hajimari Lani Bijan Kyla Casey Haruuhi Hajimari
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2018 14:16:14 GMT -4
Nobunaga Tsukiko Life was becoming more and more unusual for Nobunaga as time past at U.A Academia. Not only did he have to endure his classmates who are all seemingly girls, but now has to deal with ‘finally’ a teacher… Nobunaga was late for class that was for sure, though mostly it was due to the Tsukiko deciding to take upon himself to train his body in the physical aspects which has resulted in the young man having several bandages on his muscular arms and well-developed biceps. It was only at the moment upon having opened the door and gaze at the teacher for the first time did he hear about the homework… Which appears to be nothing more than logging on to a game for three hours a day!?
Nobunaga wasn’t sure how to react to such a news, his left glowing red eye twitched momentarily as his mind was trying to comprehend the reason behind such a bizarre homework command, though the Tsukiko was trying to maintain his posture and not get angry over a mobile game. Nevertheless, he knew full well that he was late for class ands bowed. Before the fellow classmates and the teacher, at least Nobunaga knew when he was in the wrong.
“My apologies for being late, the school doctor was tending to my wounds. I had overworked my body in order to get stronger.”
Nobunaga apologised before the class the bandages whilst making his way to his table and chair, the slightly flinching of his eyes, and the slow gritting of his teeth was a clear indication of Nobunaga having trained more than he should’ve or his body even allowed him. However, for his defence and for being a ‘late bloomer’ for having just fully developed his Quirk, the Tsukiko required every ounce of training and develop he could cram into his lifestyle. Once he found himself to his designated table and chair, he read the notice board of the mobile game and simply frowned.
One thing was for certain, he did not like this assignment of wasting three hours on a video game. At. All.
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Post by Miku Hajimari on May 24, 2018 1:31:25 GMT -4
She listened to her teacher how he mentioned that only two people answered his questions. Miku watched quietly as he took up a bag from the ground and started handing out cellphones to her other classmates. To her surprise he stopped infront of her desk and he smiled to her and thanked her....oh and he thanked Lani,her bff. But he thanked her!!! "N-no problem. A-anytime" she said shyly and tried her damndest NOT TO BLUSH. She even held her breath, because he was right there!
But luckily for her, he went to adress the rest of her class. Which caused Miku to relax and breathe again. He talked about their homework assignment and it was... playing games!!! Oh he was surely the best teacher ever. She smiled and watched him write the name of the game on the board. Then he said that they could add them, well so he could follow their progress, but does that mean they would be able to play the same game? Miku didnt know much about games because she hasnt got to play anything modern or digital. She was stuck being old school, entertaining herself like in the dark ages of before the internet. So playing this game might just be the right worthy challenge for her!
She then heard the door open, it was probably a student late, but when she looked at who it was, her smile turned into....horror. Who or what that monster of a guy is?? THEIR CLASSMATE!?!? She immediatelly looked around because it was impolite to stare, so she just minded her own business. Miku thought about downloading the game, but decided to wait after class, perhaps it was rude to take your phone out during class as well? Well...thats how she was raised and how it worked at elementary and middle school
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2018 18:54:38 GMT -4
Nervousness? A sensation that the young Melissa Raven had never felt before, in her prior school she had been Queen Bee of the place. Loved by all, adored by the masses. Her bubbly and frantically cheery personality had earned her a spot among the Queens. Though she was not a mean girl, not a bully by any means. She was cheery and helpful to all. She had been sat in the class the entire time, not speaking. Her father would have made some silly joke about her being ill because her mouth wasn't running. Yet her cell phone was in her hand, typing away furiously to her best friend from her old school. Texting away in class, possibly not the smartest thing to do. No it was not nerves keeping her back, that wasn't the sensation. She was in awe, and every being in her body told her to let Delia know that she had The Pro Hero Glovebox as her homeroom teacher. He was a vigilante back in the day, obviously when Vigilantes became Heroes officially it was big news, given it was the first time in history that something like this had ever happened. The world was changing and a lot of firsts were about to be made through this generations lifetime.
Her phone blew up and she continued to reply, her hands twitching quickly, rapidly striking the screen with grace and what seemed like superhuman dexterity, her phone was obviously something she spent a lot of time on. It honestly wasn't until the door opened and the tardy student walked in that she realized...."EEEPS, CLASS HAS STARTED" she shouted, her voice slightly higher than normal. Quickly she slid her phone into her bag as the teacher made his way to her desk, giving her...."REALLY. EEEEEK FREE PHONES. HERO LIFE IS GONNA RULE" she said pulling the cell phone closer to inspect it. She had already pretty much forgotten that the man with flickering eyes had walked in, having already made his apology prior to the teacher giving her the cell phone. Now all she could do was look puzzled. "Uhm.....Excuse me, Sir" The pink haired 4"8 girl said, her voice now normal, somewhat deep for her stature and frame. "This can't be for real....How can I take quality selfies with me and my new besties" she said frowning as she looked at the phone. Though she didn't really expect an answer.
Sliding the phone to the edge of her desk, she looked around the class, her large blue eyes twinkling in the light. Her pink hair falling to her shoulder, yet perfectly curling around her ears, she adored her ears, it was a part of the body that many hid, not her. She had beautiful pointed ears, similar to elves in all those boy films. Upon her desk was a notebook, a shimmering pink pencil case and a bottle of water. "Focus now Melissa, gotta focus" she muttered to herself, as she turned on the cell phone, she looked around. The girl who seemed oddly shy around the teacher didn't turn on her phone? she just wrote the name down. "PSSSST, PSTTTT, MIMU, MIMU. HE'S REALLY CUTE RIGHT" Melissa said, though she made whispering noises she may have spoken the words rather loud nodding to their teacher as she said so. With movements of her finger as she uttered the word, the game was already downloading. The familiar ping of completion happened much quicker than she anticipated. With a click the game opened up. "I'V GOT IN, I'M IN I'M IN THIS GAME LOOKS SOOOOOOOO.....I'm lost, I don't get it. HELP ME, HELP MEEEEEEE" She said bouncing up and down, waving the phone in the air. Her voice was loud, though cheery. The smile on her face showed how excited she was, the twinkling eyes never stopped
Melissa's current attire was simple, a pink top that was slightly too small in length so whenever she stood her midriff was somewhat exposed, pink baggy trousers and some rather expensive new pink trainers. Yup, the pink girl was here. Now those sitting behind her would see the skin of her back, her attire having been cut to allow something to escape, though, with her wings closed together like they were, the translucent light of her wings made them almost invisible, only being able to be fully seen if she were to spread them out. To those around her, her back would simply seem to shine with some strange colors. yet as she moved back and forth trying to get the teacher to help her frantically, the colors would shift with her.
The loud cheery girl had arrived at U.A, and she was going to make her mark, but would she be able to make friends? She doubted that the shiny-eyed late guy who so happened to be seated beside her would become her bff.
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Post by Haruuhi Hajimari on May 26, 2018 22:08:07 GMT -4
'hey... I answered too...' [/font]Haruuhi internally huffed at being overlooked as she had sat back down after her introduction. She listened to their teacher speak and couldn't help but find it curious that the first thing he did with the students... was introduce them to a phone game... She would stand up, walk up and procure one of the cellphones for herself, then move back towards her desk. She didn't have one of her own, so it felt weird to be holding one.
She stared at the cellphone for a moment, turning it on and exhaling as she closed her eyes. Through the use of her quirk, Haruuhi was able to interface with the cell phone in front of her. She remotely accessed the app store, found the game and had it downloaded within a minute. Even when she entered character creation, she never once opened her eyes.
'Hmm".. This game is pretty heavy on the phone's signal... it's making it slow." [/font]She would murmur as she began to fiddle with the signal until she found the game running much smoother. She would smile lightly before delving into the game without opening her eyes or looking up towards her peers. It was like she had blocked the real world out as she played the game through her quirk... Of course what was happening was displayed on the screen, but it also made a sort of imprint in her mind so she could see it without really looking at the phone.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2018 21:18:04 GMT -4
Sam had hoped that her first day at UA would go without any problems. But of course, she didn't have that luxury. Her parents had been insistent that she see a doctor before starting the year off, and of course they would schedule her appointment over her first class. Of course they would. So, here she was, hurrying off the tail end of a therapy appointment she didn't need, trying to slip into class behind some big beefy guy that claimed to have just been to a doctor himself. Well that was just great, she was going to sound like she was just copying now.
Sam wanted nothing else than to just slink into the nearest seat and pretend she had been there all along, but she had a doctor's note to hand over. So, with no small amount of shame and guilt, she walked by the teacher's desk and slid a note from her new therapist. "Sorry... it won't happen again." She said quietly, hurrying to a seat so she can move on with her day. This was not the impression she wanted to give on her first day, dammit. The young woman looked around, noticing that most of the other students had matching phones. Was she supposed to have a specific phone? Was that seriously a thing? Sam groaned as she tried to tune out the noisiness of another student.
Her first day on the job and she was already literally the worst.
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Post by Kyla Casey on May 28, 2018 9:54:12 GMT -4
Kyla looked at the other students as they introduced themselves. There were a whole lot of girls in her class, which made her feel more comfortable. Though, she wasn't sure how the group was going to react to her. Kyla's inability to show her emotions well usually didn't sit well with the girls around her. being emotive and expressive was half of how girls spoke with each other. Maybe if she made her core more visibly it would fix the issue. However, her Nasod Core was something to be protected and she didn't want it out in the open too much. Even having her bangs covering the majority of it made her feel better. For now, however, she was just going to get to know her classmates. That was good enough right? Kyla's attention turned to the teacher as he started to hand out the phone. It was then that she completely missed his question from before. "Oh! I have one." She said once he started to hand them out. She pulled out her phone from the cavity under her desk that was meant to hold her books and notes. It was a smartphone, one of the newer versions of a popular brand. It wasn't the latest, but enough to use the majority of the current apps and social media platforms. As for the technology itself, Kyla had some decent knowledge of how phones worked. They were basically tiny computers in her pocket. She could modify her phone if he liked, but chose to not mess with it at the moment. It seemed the teacher wanted them to download a game. Kyla tilted her head a bit in confusion as he wrote the name of the game up on the board. Curiously, she held her hold up, resting her forearms on the edge of her desk and started to browse the app store for the game they were supposed to play. She wasn't much one for games, but if it was a school assignment, then she would try and have some fun with it. She was aware of the stigma many mobile games had for being gambling machines, but if the teacher approved of the game, then it couldn't be so bad right? As she started the download, more students started to arrive in class. There was bound to be a few late given how new everyone was to the school. It was the first day, so all the students might not even have arrived on campus yet. She looked up to see the first male student of class 1-B enter. It really shouldn't have, but he was basically the one that stood out the most without considering everyone's unique personalities. being the only boy present so far came with some interesting privileges for sure. Other girls came in and it was interesting as a whole. One was very cheery and outspoken. Like Lani, Kyla was a little jealous of her. To be able to so freely express her emotions seemed like a distant dream compared to what Kyla could do. And the other, she came in looking a bit confused. "You don't mind us being on this in class do you?" She asked, just to make sure her other teachers didn't get upset with her playing a game in class. Arata Hayashi
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Post by Lani Bijan on May 28, 2018 18:52:50 GMT -4
these rapid eyes will keep on moving Lani waved her hand at the teacher and shook her, head. "I'll be a'right teach." She answered back as she sat back down in her seat. It looked like if any of the students didn't have cell phones, they were going to get a free one. Lani was plenty happy with the one she had, but at least no one had the excuse of not having one when she asked for the class's numbers. She was pretty dead set on being in communication with everyone. Networking and all that junk could get pretty interesting given the variety of personalities in the class. Just after she spoke, another girl stood up and only said her name. She was short but had dark skin like Lani did. And after her? The first guy to enter the classroom was late and hurt. While everyone else was speaking, Lani instantly chimed in. "The hell happened to you dude?" She asked, curious of what kind of injury the boy may have gotten. She didn't want anyone to think the girls of 1-B abused the boys in their class.
Following those two was another short girl, but this one liked to talk to herself. She looked really excited like she couldn't believe she was in the class. Lani understood that feeling but definitely expressed it in a different way than the pink haired girl did. The last one slipped in real quiet at the nearest desk. The dark skinned girl shrugged as she started to search for the pp the teacher wanted them to grab. They were going to be playing some kind of game. Lani didn't know what that had to do with the class, but she figured it would make sense once she started to play it. That didn't stop her from asking about it though. "Okay teach, what kind of crap is this? Don't you turn us into Chinese gold farmers." She joked as she let the game download. They were going to have to play three hours a day, so Lani was going to have to find time to fit it into her day somehow. It was a lot to ask for considering the course they were in, but it was whatever. Lani would do it and she would help her class do it. They were going to be the best class after all! ulla
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Post by kogami on May 28, 2018 23:08:44 GMT -4
Kogami was pretty late to arriving at the classroom, but he didn't particularly feel like it was completely his fault. Passing by a small basketball game that was going on at a nearby park, he took interest in the fact that the losing team wasn't giving up in the slightest. With the opposing catcalling from the others and unsportsmanship behavior, he found himself stepping in for the sake of crushing them. Koga figured they got the point after the first dunk, as well as the blocks that he put up. After being sidetracked, he ended up stopping at the school store and buying a few snacks.
Upon entering the classroom with the snacks in his arm, Kogami looked around and simply took the nearest table for him to sit and place the snacks there. Opening a potato chip bag and looking to the front, Kogami would crunch on one of the chips as he looked at the board, the teacher itself, and the phone as well. He was only 5'11, Kogami was sure there were taller people that attended this class as well possibly. "Kogami Shibuya, present. I know you, there was an article about you in hero weekly. Glovebox, one of your art pieces made it to the gala this year. Congratulations....." Biting into another potato chip, Kogami would look at the fact that there were a few more girls than boys in the room. It's not like it bothered him too much, he just hoped that their personalities were manageable. "Game?"Picking up the cellphone and opening it, he noticed that the game was actually quite popular. "How long are we supposed to play this game for?"
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