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Post by Dajh Amare Zane Yun on Jun 9, 2020 4:03:05 GMT -4
(Think of it as a bonding session for the guys of UA; aiming for a "pillow talk" type thread. Where we get a bit vulnerable about various topics. I'd like to try having it without a posting order, so if your character can logically react to something feel free to post just avoid double posting msg me on discord if anything Dajh Amare Zane Yun )
He'd done it! They called him crazy dismissed him as a mad man, but Amare had not only tracked down but got to and bought probably the most violent video game ever made in the history of ever. Sneaking it into the school was the hardest part of the entire adventure but once he was in the Dorms he knew he was good to go. Tiptoeing past the teachers and deciding to take the stairs to avoid unplanned interactions, Amare basically raced up the stairs and crawled towards his room on the 5th floor clearly out of breath.
Sending out mass texts about a "study session" in his room, Amare had set up a few snacks and cleaned up to make room for the guys that would show up. Chairs would be open and left about along with a large amount of sitting space on his bed for his visitors. Setting up his computer screen to act as a monitor Amare wondered if he would be able to slice and dice as the ninja character in this game versus the soldier character from the game's previous rendition. Rumor has it that in other countries this game was outright banned and prevented from being sold at all major game stores. But Amare was able to find a guy online. He was sort of sketchy but he lived not too far from the school was promised that the game was legit, even sold it sealed. Trusting him and gathering up the money buy selling some stuff Amare raced there as quick as he could to capitalize on the opportunity.
Unknown to him however was the fact that his personal journal had been left out. He had recently added to it talking about recent crushes and potential job locations. He had just last night added an interesting bit about some of the students he had met at UA and in his hurry to set up had not taken the necessary precautions of checking its hiding spot. So there it sat gingerly peeking out from under his pillow as he had his back to his bed messing and fumbling with wires and cords trying to get his system and computer to comply to his tech demands.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 9, 2020 4:51:48 GMT -4
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Oh good, finally, a break from being totally out of his comfort zone at parties with large crowds of people! At first he thought to himself it was just a prank, bro, due to who sent the text...but hey...he showed up at the beach clean up...right? So that meant he had to be a pretty swell guy....rrrrriiiiiiiiiight? There was no way that this was going to wind up to be some sort of elaborate MeTube prank or something awful....right....? RIGHT?! Okay, even if Colt decided against joining him, it seemed like there were some familiar names on the list of people he felt as though had wonderful hearts.
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This wasn't going to be so bad...and he could really use the help with his studies, so it all worked out! Getting his bag together with supplies to study, he also packed some tea and snacks to share with the other guys. Some hibiscus tea that was pretty dang bitter, so the taste would help them stay alert, a jar of strawberry chili jam and some crackers to go with it. Sweet and spicy had to be one of his favorite combinations and it would be a nice gesture to share with his classmates. Wearing just a simple black shirt and blue shorts with silver stripes on the sides.
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The Forged Knight braved his way to none other than room fifty two....and quietly made his way in, but it seemed like the host was busy with something so he figured he'd leave him to it. Oh...it looked like he left his notebook poking out from the pillow! Feeling like it was the right thing to do, he quickly grasped onto it thinking maybe he could get a jump start on figuring out what they were studying....
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Though his body was already pretty cold, his blood felt like ice as he took in the heinous sight of what was really on the menu for tonight! IT'S A TRAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!!! Tossing the book back on the bed as his heart raced in a freakish panic, he blurted out a single word while gripping his backpack to gun it on out of there, "NOOOOPE!" Would he escape or was he trapped?!
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Post by Shinra Redgrave on Jun 9, 2020 9:16:10 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","kcontain"] [attr="class","kheader"] [attr="class","kthread"][attr="class","pokkenger"] [attr="class","team2"] [break] despite his attempt to run Beaumont Favager wouldn't even get past the door as he soon found himself running smack dab into the fluffy frame of Shinra as he entered the room. the cat's size and stature was enough to save him from being toppled over but he was pretty shocked to have a guy running into him as the welcoming to their study session. "whoa sorry 'bout that man. where ya in a hurry to-" in his apology the cat's eyes wandered around the room and he soon spotted it; the box belonging to a game that he had heard legends about. [break][break] next thing to happen was him nearly shoving the poor blonde knight out of his way as he reached down with stars in his eyes to look at the treasure that was in this room. "dude no way how did you get this?! i heard this game was banned everywhere! how the hell did ya get a copy?!" seriously he had heard that it was near impossible to get this game just about anywhere and any sort of place that did try to sell it would usually scalp the price of it to crazy amounts. so the fact that it was here in their dormitory of all places was just...well that was just miraculous! [break][break] "hey forget about studying we should play this instead, i've demoed this series a bit and its super fun!" the cat's eyes went big as he pleaded to Dajh Amare Zane Yun, not even noticing the set up that he guy was working on with his computer and game console. the excitement about this game was just blinding him to the obvious. [attr="class,"divide"] [break] [attr="class","notes"]notes: video game time! [attr="class","tag"]@the bois template by kay [newclass=.kcontain]width:350px;height:auto;border:solid 1px #1a1a1a;[/newclass] [newclass=.kheader]width:350px;height:160px;overflow-x:hidden;overflow-y:hidden;border-bottom:solid 1px #1a1a1a;overflow:hidden;text-align:left;[/newclass] [newclass=.team2]width:auto;height:auto;padding:5px;background-color:#212121;opacity:0.9;transition:all .5s;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.party]width:30px;filter:grayscale(100%) brightness(50%) contrast(75%);transition:all .5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.party:hover]filter:grayscale(0%) brightness(100%) contrast(100%);transition:all .5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.active]width:30px;filter:grayscale(0%) brightness(100%) contrast(100%);[/newclass] [newclass=.kthread]width:309px;float:top;background-color:#212121;font-family:monospace;font-size:12px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:-.1px;padding:20px;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.faction b]font-weight:bold;color:#4d72a0;[/newclass] [newclass=.rocket b]font-weight:bold;color:#716075;[/newclass] [newclass=.league b]font-weight:bold;color:#dea02c;[/newclass] [newclass=.pokkenger b]font-weight:bold;color:#44d4e4;[/newclass] [newclass=.tag]padding:4px;background-color:#1a1a1a;font-size:7pt;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.divide]width:auto;height:1px;border-bottom:solid 1px #1a1a1a;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes]font-size:11px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2020 2:18:00 GMT -4
Desmoshi was doing his usual walk around the dorms, checking to make sure everything was in place. Ever since being the class president of 2-A, Desmoshi had been taking his responsibilities seriously- sometimes. He wanted people to be comfortable around him, not fearing that they might get in trouble for doing something small or wrong. That was what the DC was for. His aim was to bring all the years together as one unit. Problem was the third-years were too difficult to get through and the second years that he was with were so uptight. Luckily, Desmoshi had been focusing on helping the first-years relax at the new school and getting them involved with more activities.
Desmoshi was on the fifth floor when heard a commotion coming from room 52. The door was wide open so Desmoshi could see inside. There were three other students in the room, all of them who recognized. There was Dajh of course, who was just as energetic as Desmoshi. And then there was Beaumont, who Desmoshi was a pretty cool guy. The only one he didn't know was the man-sized tiger in the room. He heard a few reports that new students were coming in so he must have been one of them. Plus he had gotten a text that this room was suppose to be a study session for everyone. This did not look like a study session to him.
From where he was standing he could see the box of an illegal video game that was banned from coming on UA campus. More importantly, it was banned from eh country. Desmoshi been wanting to play it only to be told that the copies were banned from Japan. Luck must be a lady tonight because here was a guy who had a copy of it. Why not join in on the fun? But first...
"THIS IS THE DC!" Desmoshi yelled loud enough for just the three of them to hear with a huge smile on his face. "PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND TURN OVER THE VIDEO GAME!" When everyone was done freaking out, he calmed them all down while laughing tears streaming down his face. "Sorry, I couldn't resist," Desmoshi said closing the door behind him. "Word of advice. If you are going to break a rule," he said pointing at the box on the desk, "at least shut the door to your room. You never know who is coming up here. Also," he added holding up his phone, "don't do a mass text about a fake study session. The Disciplinary Committee and teachers keep a close eye on what you guys say."
Desmoshi looked at everyone in the room. "Hi," Desmoshi said with a smile. "Name's Desmoshi Haymaker, class president of 2-A. Don't worry, no one's in trouble. I just like to have fun. Anywho, I see you found the game that no one was supposed to have. Man, I have been dying to see it in action." Desmoshi took a seat on the bed waiting for the game to start up. "Tell you what. I won't say anything if I get to watch and hang out with you guys. Deal?" He wasn't going to tell on them or anything anyway. Nor was he using his role to bully them around. Although he was a second-year, he wanted to hang out with them and just... talk and have fun.
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Post by Dajh Amare Zane Yun on Jun 11, 2020 16:08:28 GMT -4
This is what Beaumont would of read in the journal - Month *** Day ***
Entry#32
"In the future I want a beautiful wife. Not a nice one, not a decent one, a BEAUTIFUL WIFE. one that compliments my style and thoughts. Finishing each others sentences is cute but featuring on each others Utube and getting over 200mil upvotes in #goals"
Entry#57
"Is it normal to feel this way? Sometimes I sneak a peek at some of the girls passing by inbetween classes and man oh man my mind fogs up. I can't stop myself from daydreaming about what things would be like to have that girl as a girlfriend. Walking to shops together, eating at cafés, hiding from paparazzi as we try to live a normal life but we're both too famous to even consider that!!!!! (the rest is trails off with smudged names of what you assume are female students with some hearts around some of them)
Entry#69
"So after practicing in the gym I went for a shower right? Basic stuff easy normal...But in there... my eyes wandered a bit. And its normal right? Totally understandable like for example if someone's talking to you, you gotta make eye contact right? Just this time when i looked up I... and then something happened inside me... I am normal right?"
I have a feeling he would of panicked here and closed the book instead of reading further, also that he would of opened it to random pages instead of starting at the beginning, message me if I've taken too many assuming liberties.
Amare would of turned around in surprise at hearing a loud "nope" only to see Shinra and Beaumont at the door. Motioning for the two to get in while he went into his closet to get an extension cord pulling Beaumont by his wrist as a method of asking for help.
"Ahaha yea man get in get in. It's a secret so I can't tell you how I got it but...."
He would but his finger to his lips with a sly grin, as if to say that it was not completely legal how he obtained a copy. Of course the truth is that he just met up with a sketchy guy and bought it but sometimes when your with the guys you gotta embellish the truth a little bit. Makes you look good and all that. Forcing some old cords into Beaumont's hands and positioning him to stand nearby, Amare would lean down underneath his desk and towards the back wall trying to get the necessary plugs suited up and jacked in.
"Make yourself at home there's places to sit and stuff to eat. Man we're going to have a blast. You must be psychic my fellow friend because that was exactly what I was thinking! Forget your demo this is the full thing uncut and uncensored! Prepare to be blown away!"
Amare would say in a raised voice from under the computer desk as he finally got the cords plugged in and organized. Immediately he would jerk upwards at the sound of a loud voice outside announcing that he was the DC. Slamming his head into the computer desk above him, Amare would slither out from under it backwards as Desmoshi revealed himself to the three boys in the room. He was not sure how the older boy would react to the first-years gathering but quickly it was shown that the boy himself was curious about the game despite the method it was obtained. He set up a proposition that Amare, now on his knees rubbing the back of his head from hitting it against the desk a mere seconds earlier, felt he had not choice but to accept.
"Ahaha gotcha. I'll admit it was not one of my smartest moves... Your on! I would even dare to say you'll be third to try this awesome game. After me and Shinra of course. Oh! And also Beaumont I mean if he wants to play, you okay dude?"
Amare would say noticing how anxious the boy seemed to be. Perhaps it was the fact that he knew what the game was about? Amare did not know much about Beaumont, heck he did not know much about anybody but from what he did know the student was pretty well put together. So if he was moving about like this, then something he saw or knew must of spooked him a-lot. As Desmoshi sat on the bed the journal that Beaumont tossed back on the bed would reveal itself again brushing up against the upperclassman's leg, open to a random page with a few entries on either side. It is an unassuming notebook, small and compact it has a plain black cover and on the page it had been open to, colored pen markings line the inner margins of the pages.
If anyone was to take interest in the open notebook, below is what they'd see.
Entry#73
"Is it normal to have this many celebrity crushes? One or two is regular, three or four is understandable. But at this moment...oh man if you could see the gallery on my phone...well your me..and I can see it..so believe me when I say its ridiculous. I should just upload these all onto my computer or something..."
Entry#75
"Hair's literally growing everywhere. I'm worried that if I cut it its going to grow back faster. I read in modeling books that theres a treatment to stop it from growing at all, but wont that effect my hormones? I still wanna have kids but based on where the treatment would have to happen.... MMMAAAANNNN i got some things to consider"
Entry#81
"The person I want to marry just has to want me for me, I feel like...Theres alot to unpack and she....(--->)or he(<--is written in very small print) has to be there for it all. Drive in movies, watching the sun set... cuddling & making out
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Post by Hinata Kitsu on Jun 11, 2020 22:38:08 GMT -4
Hinata was out and about monitoring the school and was right now at the boy's dorm. Hinata tugged his mask lowered down to his chin, as he scratched the back of his neck as he kept on moving down the halls, ever since he became a teacher at U.A. he had limited free time for his videogames and other nerdy stuff. Despite Hinata's dislike of children in general, he tolerated the kids at U.A. since they are their future of society after all and not for any personal feeling. Nothing personal with these kids at all. Totally.
The reason Hinata is at the boy's dorm was due to a report of a "study session." That probably isn't a study lesson. So Hinata being the only teacher free at the moment he decided to investigate the boy's dorm room to make sure they aren't doing anything too illegal. If it's not too bad, he will look the other way and walk away, but if its too illegal he has to punish them, which he isn't looking forward too, at all, he hates being hard on kids who don't know better, so Hinata arrived at the location of the 'study session.'
Hinata knocked on the door very gently and said, "Hey boys, how's your study session coming alooooooo-" Hinata said as he enters the room as he sees that the boys are playing a video game instead of studying, and not any videogame, the most violent, most banned, most awesome videogame ever made, Hinata's looked at the screen and then the kids, and back at the game said and Hinata says, "ooooly shit---you guys found a copy of this game?!" Hinata couldn't help but let the excitement spill over into his voice, as he entered the room and covering up his previous spike in emotions and closed the door to the room, and used the locks on it that they should've used.
As Hinata enters the room, he couldn't help but look at each of the boys, and says, "So, you guys should've locked the door behind you, would've given you more time to hide the evidence and make it clean of any crimes, also I need to confiscate that game due to the laws on both banned video games in Japan and of violation of the rating system," Hinata started on his usual legal jargon before he started his next sentence with, "Buuuuut, I won't write you up if you do two things, give me the game to confiscate later, and the other is I want to see how this is like in action--- can't exactly play it let alone buy it ---prohero here---but yeah, I scratch your back you scratch mine? Deal?" This might be illegal, but Hinata didn't care about stupid laws like censorship on something like this. He wants to play this stupid game since he was curious.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 12, 2020 6:55:58 GMT -4
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Of all the ways a day could go downhill, he couldn't possibly fathom this happening, all of it. From reading someone's personal journal by accident of someone he hardly knew to crashing into one of his fellow first years he met at the first year party not too long ago! Muffling out an incoherent, apologetic string of sounds that were supposed to be words sprawled out of his mouth. Staggering backward, the noises ended in a "rryyyyyy...!!!" Holding up his hands, he nearly lost his balance aaaaaaaagain when the wild cat of a student got excited for a moment over the slice of contraband.
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Waddling slightly and flailing a bit, he stood upright like he was a soldier about to snap out ATTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENSSSSHHHHHUUUUUN! "W-we really...shouldn't!" Without even realizing it, he was blushing a bit as he suspiciously squinted at the delinquents. Taking in a deep breath while holding out both of his hands out, pointing all ten digits in a heavy exhale that was going to prelude into a rant about the rules. "Look, this is a ba-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Practically screeching the last chunk of his failed attempt at a word, flailing in a panic as he froze in place in a pose that looked like it was out of a cheesy kung-fu flick.
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Wide eyed like a deer in headlights, he stared blanking at the one he recognized as Desmoshi. Blinking rapidly as beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. "W-w-w-wait! I--" Wheezing out in a panic ridden stutter, he was going to make a valiant effort to plea that it was a misunderstanding or something....but...it...was just a prank...? Slowly, the squint of suspicion was making an encore as he frowned with complete and utter disappointment.
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That was such a rude joke, how could he! The corner of his mouth lightly twitched and he couldn't help but agree with all of the points this upperclassman was making. They could get in some serious trouble, the least they could do is be careful! Something told him that he probably wasn't going to have a shot at talking them out of this...oh boy. May the gods forbid if Desmoshi had been a teacher...that would have been far worse!
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Closing his eyes for a moment, trying to soak up how he was going to be actively snapping the rules in half by association. Besides...the smuggler over here seemed nice enough and it didn't settle with him to throw this guy under the bus. Holding the cords instinctively, his posture eased up slightly while shuffling into the direction he was being directed to. Beaumont now went from looking annoyed to a bit deadpan before sparing a glance over to the host of this fakey fake study session. "Y-yeah...um...I...I'm...I'm okay...thank you....u-uh...I...guess I'll...give it a shot...?" Wincing a bit at his own words, it's almost like he was in pain over this compromise.
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It was a good thing Colt didn't tag along...things would have been soooo much worse! Hah...it's not like things could go further south...right? Nearly dropping the cords at the sound of a familiar voice of a teacher which caused him to let out a wheeze as he resisted the urge to puke. All this anxiety was making him feel like his lungs were chock full of liquid as he gulped down the bile bubbling up his throat. Visibly shaking like a chihuahua for a moment, then his jaw dropped at how the teacher was just meeting them half-way.
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It wasn't his place to bargain with something that didn't belong to him, but that sounded like a good trade off! They would dodge the bullet because they could get this teacher to cover for them, "YES! BACKSCRATCHING! DEAL!" Gripping the cords as though trying to get a sense of comfort, the blond nodded a couple of times quickly and forced on a big grin. That grin didn't last very long as it eased into a pleading look...almost like a puppy that was going to get scolded, "I..uh..I mean...i-it's not my game but...if it was, that would sound fair...because no one here deserves to be written up over a silly game...."
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Admittedly, he hadn't a clue how bad the game really was...but he was going to try and push that this was probably their best bet. Wiggling his fingers around the cords, he quickly looked down to his hands and squinted slightly. "...I don't remember holding these cords...when did that happen?" Tilting his head slightly with a confused frown before feeling a brow pop in an arch, he lightly wiggled the cords. Hmmmm...it probably happened some time in his little panic attack....yeeeeaaaah, that wouldn't surprise him at all!
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Post by Shinra Redgrave on Jun 12, 2020 15:37:37 GMT -4
[nospaces] [attr="class","kcontain"] [attr="class","kheader"] [attr="class","kthread"][attr="class","pokkenger"] [attr="class","team2"] [break] when the door opened up and the supposed "DC" of the dorm popped in it nearly sent shinra straight to the roof at the speed he jumped up to straight himself out despite his size. hands above his head he was ready to admit surrender until the guy seemed...actually pretty cool with what they were doing and was actually wanting to join in on the fun. that was a hell of a twist to pull though and the cat was ready to relax just a little more with a sigh and grab himself a bag of chips and get comfy again. that was until the door opened again and this time a teacher stepped through. [break][break] for a moment shinra's heart stopped and the chips fell from his hands and landed with a soft thud on the floor as he stopped himself from nearly falling over. tonight was already starting to become wild and they hadn't even popped the disc in! also that backscratching deal? totally wasn't buying it, if they just gave it to the teacher who knows when they would get it back! "yeah...yeah that sounds alright. the more the merrier after all...geez i felt like i lost two lives just now." the cat joked as he knelt down beside Djah to finish setting up the game but to also whisper into his classmate's ear. "don't worry, i'll try to steal it from his office later. got a knack for breaking and entering." [attr="class,"divide"] [break] [attr="class","notes"]notes: video game time! [attr="class","tag"]@the bois template by kay [newclass=.kcontain]width:350px;height:auto;border:solid 1px #1a1a1a;[/newclass] [newclass=.kheader]width:350px;height:160px;overflow-x:hidden;overflow-y:hidden;border-bottom:solid 1px #1a1a1a;overflow:hidden;text-align:left;[/newclass] [newclass=.team2]width:auto;height:auto;padding:5px;background-color:#212121;opacity:0.9;transition:all .5s;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.party]width:30px;filter:grayscale(100%) brightness(50%) contrast(75%);transition:all .5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.party:hover]filter:grayscale(0%) brightness(100%) contrast(100%);transition:all .5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.active]width:30px;filter:grayscale(0%) brightness(100%) contrast(100%);[/newclass] [newclass=.kthread]width:309px;float:top;background-color:#212121;font-family:monospace;font-size:12px;text-align:justify;letter-spacing:-.1px;padding:20px;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.faction b]font-weight:bold;color:#4d72a0;[/newclass] [newclass=.rocket b]font-weight:bold;color:#716075;[/newclass] [newclass=.league b]font-weight:bold;color:#dea02c;[/newclass] [newclass=.pokkenger b]font-weight:bold;color:#44d4e4;[/newclass] [newclass=.tag]padding:4px;background-color:#1a1a1a;font-size:7pt;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.divide]width:auto;height:1px;border-bottom:solid 1px #1a1a1a;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass] [newclass=.notes]font-size:11px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Jin Nakamura on Jun 17, 2020 2:20:46 GMT -4
It was a normal day at the dorms as all was calm in the ay and Jin decided to take a casual stroll around the place as he was locked up in his workshop for about three days working on something. Details are foggy but it required careful wiring and a bunch of speakers being connected and modified. To sum it up it was something that could have resulted in blowing out his ears for a week if he messed up...but that time has passed and he needed a proper drink as he walked down into the common area in the dorm.
It was normally quiet during this time of day but his ears picked up new voices he hadn't heard before. His phone was on vibrate by default as his ears can hear it across the room so he didn't know about some kind of hangout that was scheduled. So he became a bit curious as he adjusted his headphones as he got closer to the source of the voices.
“Well this explains the noise i heard from upstairs…”, he said as he walked in and took an open seat. He took a glance on the screen and the to the table to see what game they were planning to play and of course his eyebrow raised as he recalls his brother texting him about this a few weeks ago. “Impressive that you got a copy of this game, I heard this one was hell to get at launch”, he remarked as he eased into his chair. Jin quietly watched from his seat as he takes note of all the new faces in the room as they seemed to be newer transfers. But he would find the time to introduce himself once there was a moment of calm. That he is rather lazy right now in terms of getting everyone attention as it hurts his ears if he yells for prolonged periods. S
"Jin Nakamura, Class Prez of 1-S.", he said briefly introduced himself from his chair, He adjusted headphones once again so he wouldn't overhear various conversations that want meant for him. The clicking is all he could hear as he calmly sat there observing the entire scene itself. His eyes wander a bit as he saw a journal of sorts, with nothing much to do as other conversations went on he took the opportunity to open it up to read through it. He quickly closed it as he quickly realized the contents of set book as he saw a random mention of celebrity crushes and some rather personal thoughts on their love life.
he slid it back onto the table and distracted himself for a bit by getting out a random drone he had on him and began to tweak it to distract himself from the secrets he learned. The small drone was rather open to getting modified as he messed with some of the settings on it so it can move faster and improve its mapping capabilities.
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Post by Dajh Amare Zane Yun on Jun 17, 2020 3:20:17 GMT -4
[If anyone wants to read the diary/journal, maybe even read it out loud as "payback" for the let-down nows the time!!] With the appearance of not only the DC but also a teacher Amare knew things were in the bag. There was no way he was going to get in trouble now. With this many people in the dorm they would never tell on him because that would only incriminate themselves! With Hinata-sempai in the mix he knew he was safe. Giving Beaumont a reassuring shoulder pat before shooting Shinra a thumbs-up and a mischievous grin at his promise of cat-burglary. Another body would of entered the room, closing the door behind him as he sat down and introduced himself. The class president too?! "Hey man welcome. Get comfy and have some snacks this'll be the game of the century if international reviews mean anything." Going back to his attempt at getting this game together Amare would spend not more than a few more minutes making sure all the cords were working. Taking a step back and turning on the monitor he would grab the first-player controller and turn on the system. The familiar startup chorus of the system would bring a smile to his face as he went and clicked the game-disk to start up the legendarily forbidden game known across the country as "banned for our youth's mental sake". A black screen would cover the monitor for a few seconds before a mind splitting screech would echo from the monitor's speakers. The screech would of disappeared as quickly as it happened probably silencing any side conversations that may of been going on. Then a blue screen. Nothing would appear on the monitor but this all encompassing blue screen. No words, no pictures no troubleshooting, nothing. Awkwardly pushing buttons on the first player controller, Amare would slowly start to freak out at what was happening. He had went out to buy this game. He had sent out messages to all these guys to come over to play. And now he was not even going to be able to play?! Not only that there were so many unexpected guests! The more the merrier sure but they came with expectations and if this "blue screen" meant what he thought it meant they would be out of entertainment and he would be out of an electronic system. "It's not working...The blue screen of death..."He would mumble under his breath. It was a pretty packed room at this point and due to the forced silence of the screech from earlier quite a few people may of heard him. If any of the guys in the room were gamers or versed in technology they would know a bit about the "blue screen of death." Its a term used for a blue screen that takes up the entire screen appears. It speaks to a fatal system error in which the operating system cannot operate any further safely. In plain speak, the system is ruined and the disk is/was compromised and will no longer work. "It's over. There's nothing I can do, that anyone can do. The game's ruined my system is ruined. The sketchy guy I bought it from probably sold me a fake disk probably loaded with a virus. There goes my allowance too, crap I really messed up." He would openly confess to everyone. As he turned around to take in the facial expressions of everyone who came here based off his call, Amare's eyes would fall on the open notebook left on his bed. Others probably would not of noticed it, but he knew instantly what it was, and what was in it. Worse thing was that it was already open. Meaning someone in the room had in fact purposely looked at his journal. Within these pages were some of his most secret ideas, and thoughts and someone if not all of these guys had just taken a peak at it while he was working on the game. But how could he figure out who exactly read what? "C-could you... Could you pass me that jou-that notebook to me please?!"He would stumble to say. He was trying to be both urgent but also nonchalant, the person whom he was talking to would be closest to the book but would also pick up on the weird way Amare was speaking. Would that alone be enough to encourage them to take a glance at the words written in the open book before passing it along?
If read, these are some entries that could be seen
#89
Bumped into two crushes today. Who knew I would be so lucky. Just talking to them got my stomach tight and head dizzy. I'll have to be careful not to bump into Kyouko Kaminoke and Colt Agnes at the same time ever again, my head literally felt like it was going to explode.
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Is it just me or is Literacy literally the hardest subject ever. Even the teacher is boring...I should probably look into getting some help. But I'm more of a shortcut kinda guy, so maybe a 3rd year's notebook would be easier
#105
Contraband is actually easier to sneak into UA than I initially thought. I wonder if I could make a business out of this, selling candy and other stuff like that. Maybe even firecrackers! Ahahaha could you imagine? I'd definitely need a trench coat though
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jun 20, 2020 5:56:24 GMT -4
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A small, half smile crossed his lips as he watched his fellow heroes of the future and their teacher just cruising about. Well...as long as all was well, no harm done, he supposed. Setting the cords down, he was finally managing to recompose himself and spared a glance toward their host of the evening talking to Shinra...maybe they were discussing something private? After all, that's what folks used whispering for...so he didn't bother nosing in on that since he assumed it was none of his business. If it was, they would have said something, right? Turning his gaze toward the door...someone else showed up? Huh...looks like Hinata-sensei didn't lock the door as well as they all thought.
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Ugh...and it looked like it was another student who had much appeal toward things called breaking the rules and seemed excited for the game. In a way, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was the only one who thought this crazy entertainment locked onto a CD fell under a category of terrible ideas. Whatever, at least it would be taken care of and none of them were in trouble. That's all that really mattered right now, then maybe after everyone got a taste of the digitized violence, they could actually study! Beaumont wasn't one for too many words, but he gave a polite wave to his class president to silently greet him.
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Hm...maybe he should get a snack and find a lil cozy spot to settle in...?
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About to mosey on over and grab some chips and soda since he'd accepted this situation was one of those it is what it is scenarios, the distressed mumbled words of defeat from Dajh prompted him to look over. It sounded like he said something about a blue screen of death...? The boy hadn't been the most computer savvy, but even picked up on what that meant...something was wrong with his system. Even though he couldn't help but feel a bit relieved, he felt bad as the fellow first year was distraught over what just happened and how no one could salvage the situation. Before he could ask if there was anything he could do to help or remedy the situation, he asked for his notebook.
"O-oh...yes, I'll get that for you..." Offering a hopeful smile...maybe this small act of kindness would help him feel better! Heading over to grab the familiar book...it totally skipped over in his brain that this was no notebook, it was a journal loaded to the brim with personal things. "Perhaps we could figure out what we should focus on? Let's see..." Picking up the journal with care...what his eyes lay their gaze upon made it look like his spirit straight up left his body...
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Everything about his exterior went cold...
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Like a statue...he just stood there, completely and utterly frozen...barely moving aside from his shallow breaths. Was this why Colt was pushing him away....? Gripping onto the book slightly as his eyes narrowed slightly with a frown across his lips...he wanted to tell himself that it was all a coincidence. Yet in his head with a twisted sense of logic, the results were that Colt had to have done something to make this fellow first year have feelings for him. Bitterness began to flood him and he wished the only name had been the kind pink haired girl, Kyouko...but no....Colt was there as well.
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He tried to snap himself out of it as his eyes scanned over more words... "...ah...Literacy is your Achilles heel...?" Words cold as ice, his vengeful nature...a side of him he rather keep under wraps started to surface...fighting it as best as he could. He figured...maybe Colt would be happier with this boy... His grip loosened on the journal and with the way he carried himself, it was obvious that he wasn't exactly sharing with the class about what he's seeing...would anyone decide to snag the book from Beaumont and see what else was written upon the pages...? If they did, they'd succeed with all the ease...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2020 22:31:24 GMT -4
Dammit! Desmoshi had forgotten to lock the door before coming into the room. The good news was it was Kitsu-sensei who was pretty cool about it. But he wanted a trade- let him watch the game and confiscate it later, or be reported to DC. "I like the first option better," Desmoshi smiled nervously. Kitsu-sensei was cool and all, but he had is own reputation to keep. The last thing he wanted was to have to deal with DC.
Desmoshi turned to Amare and started flapping his arms. "Put the game on! Dude, we have all been waiting for it." With smiles all around the room, everyone watched as Amare turned on the game and... nothing. Just a blue screen. Desmoshi knew that screen well! The blue screen of death! That sucked! Amare explained it was possible he got stiffed on the deal and ended up with a virus that erased everything. "Sorry, man," Desmsohi said getting up from the bed. Just as he did Monty took what looked like a book off the bed that Amare was attempting to reach for. "Why are you so nervous dude?" Desmoshi asked, confused at the young teen's action. "I thought these were study notes..."
When Monty started reading it became clear it was not studying notes. It was so much more. But just in case... "Let me see that," Desmsohi said as he snatched it away from Monty and flipped through the pages. "These don't sound like the notes the teachers would give out!" Desmoshi looked at the "notes" and started reading out loud. "Entry#73. 'Is it normal to have this many celebrity crushes? One or two is regular, three, or four is understandable. But at this moment...oh man if you could see the gallery on my phone...well your me..and I can see it..so believe me when I say its ridiculous. I should just upload these all onto my computer or something...'"
Wait a sec. These weren't notes. He read the next couple of entries to himself where no one could hear, including on one of his crushes being Colt. Desmoshi threw the book on the bed! "I am so sorry! I thought he was these were school notes, I swear!"
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Post by Dajh Amare Zane Yun on Jun 29, 2020 3:49:37 GMT -4
All sound would seem to immediately stop within the room. Amare's eyes would block out everything but the lips of Beaumont as he made mention of literacy, Amare's mind slowly trying to piece together what was actually happening. The color in Amare's face would drain out as his mind made the connection about a topic nobody else knew. Surely one could guess that literacy was his worst subject but with that specific book being out in the open Amare knew that it was no coincidence. What else did the blonde student read? What else did he know? On that same page, was the information that Amare wrote about his current crushes...one of Beaumont's good friends being one of them.
Amare did not even have time to consider jumping for the notebook as Desmoshi grabbed it as well and picked a rather embarrassing entry to read aloud. Mentally Amare knew what page they were on and could not risk the older boy reading anymore or anything else. The older boy's mouth quickly stopped speaking as his eyes took over reading what Amare could only assume was the rest of the page.
Lunging for it, Amare would of moved too slowly as Desmoshi tossed the notebook towards the bed. Using his leading foot, Amare would leap towards the bed and grab the notebook just as it hit the mattress, the boy now standing with both feet on his bed. Looking around at the room, probably all eyes were now on him. Not only had some very personal things been read aloud but he had also made a spectacle getting the notebook. This would make any working brain piece together that this notebook was a type of journal and they had just heard some of Amare's most personal inner thoughts. A slight blush would rise from his neck to his face embarrassment quickly taking over. Desmoshi exclaimed that he thought they were notes but it was too late the damage had been done. All Amare could do now as do damage control.
"Okay! Okay!! Don't you all look at me like that! I'm sure we all have pictures of celebrities somewhere in our lives! Or or or health concerns about your body! OR even crushes in the school! So what if I wrote them down, now that you all know something super personal about me, its your turn so spill!"
Or he could go on the attack. An attempt to level out the playing field was his plan of attack. Hopefully some of them would feel guilty at either reading or hearing what was inside his journal and would be pushed to share. This way they would all become apart of whatever this growing moment was. With the video game ruined the main reason most came was no longer there, therefore if they wanted to leave they always could Amare would not stop them. However this had quickly evolved from playing video games with friends to sharing personal details of each others lives aside from being a student, and if they wanted to stay and participate in this, that would be swell because Amare would not stop them from doing that either.
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Post by Beaumont Favager on Jul 9, 2020 22:15:26 GMT -4
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This feeling he was trying to go through was awful....as though he was viewing Colt as his and that just wasn't right. No matter how he tried to spin it, this brand of jealousy was disgusting and he couldn't believe that he was being so damn possessive! That was probably why he'd been shoving him away and was to nice to actually talk to him about it...like Colt needed the excuse to get away from his toxic behavior. That had to change and he wanted will all his heart for him to be happy...and it would be a good reason to give him even more space on top of his current requests. At least he kind of had other people he could go to...kind of....sort of...
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Whatever, the cat was out of the bag since he didn't have a tighter grip upon the book which made him feel even more guilty. It was fair though, his request was completely fair even though it shook him straight to the core and made him want to throw up. Colt, that's all his brain had been on for years and he didn't even have a life outside of that, no other identity, no other real hobbies...but what feelings he had for him? That didn't sound akin to a crush from the books he'd read in the past...that wasn't love. Part of him wondered if it was, a piece of him wanted to actually act on it and just seal the deal since they acted like sweethearts for years.
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Probably because he had no one else...his heart was worn out and he despised all the feelings that he had to try working through in front of people. "...I...I'm sorry...Amare, I'm sorry, I thought those were notes but...I...don't have celebrity crushes, I've never made time for myself to watch anything in the movies, on TV or even the computer." In that moment of honesty, he felt like some sort of empty husk that stopped existing for himself a long time ago...someone who was willing to throw their life away at the drop of a hat because he should have died, he didn't deserve this second chance. Like a video game, he treated himself as a disposable life so Colt would always have another chance.
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Keeping it together though, he shook his head..."...crushes in school, I can't say right now if I have any...it's admittedly a little weird realizing how out of touch I am with everything around me...even if I did..." He took a seat on the bed and clasped his hands together and remembered the warmth he once felt in Colt's touch that lost its magic. Like someone being told Santa's not real and dreams don't come true. "...even if I did...they'd probably push me away to find someone who's far more interesting the moment they found out...I never quite realized how boring I am. I used to do more, but...well...I guess..."
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Furrowing his brows as he unclasped his hands, looking at his palms before looking up toward the others, he let out a weak laugh and rest his gaze on Amare, "All I want to do is become a hero and make a difference with the life I've been given, that includes helping you with Literacy...if you need help studying, it's at least something I'm good at."
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Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2020 18:25:23 GMT -4
Desmoshi kind of felt bad. He wasn't intending on spilling Amare's secrets like that. He really thought they were notes on another class. But judging on Amare's reaction, this situation was going to turn for the worse unless he said something. What was suppose to be a gamer's night ended up being someone's system getting crashed and getting jibbed out of their money. Desmoshi had to say or do something to make this right. Not many things came to mind accept to tell him the partial truth.
"Listen, man," Desmoshi started. "It really isn't that big of a deal. Everyone has secrets that they don't want people to know." Desmoshi understood this better than anybody. He still hadn't others about his dad being a vigilante. The only reason was because he was retiring from anyway. But that could always change, just like anything that happened in the hero world. "For example," Desmoshi continued. "I sleep with a night light. I have huge fear of the dark. But that doesn't make me less of a person. What others think of me is not all that important. Its what I do that determines the person I become- secrets and all." Desmoshi was being honest about that part, at least. "If you need help with anything, Amare, I am always right here."
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