@CW-BornConfuzzledLeftILoveYa
yey
yey
Yey
tisking noise
Duskie you didn't do it right
Imma Rebel
Whispers Its not a face mum, this is who i am
No you didn't do it right there's a fine line between rebeliness and wrongness and that's it
yey
i'm a great parent
Yeying intesnifys
You kno what fuck it I'm starting everyone hold on to your hats and if someone wants to join speak now or forever hold your peace because I'm ready to frekaing start this bitch
Thanks stars, i was bored.//
Yeah are the other two on? If not I'm gonna start anyway and they too will be scrambling to join in
(Hello! Sorry, had to quickly pop off to take a shower, I'm here (and I'm queer (as in bisexual (just fyi (okay this is off topic (sorry)))))
That's alright Impossible good timing. Get yourself a character and jooiiiiin
Okay, one minute!
Alright in the meantime I'll write out the start.
(Also, template?)
There's no required template. You can link someone, get one, I don't care
sorry,y'all, i gtg :(
for now bye
Another day, another possible lashing across the face with a ruler.
Day 35 at Draybrook Private High School. Where the uniforms are hideous, a good majority of students have their heads up their asses, and the small handful of students left… are shy and beaten on for not getting good enough grades.
Well, Sisi thought dryly as he sat down at his desk in his 1st Mod Trig class, maybe not all of them. He glanced up to see his clunky female Trig teacher glaring at him.
"Sierrah," She snarled through her yellowing, rotting teeth. "You're here late, again. What were you doing?"
Sisi sighed deeply. "My Mum got up late, ma'am."
"That was the dry excuse you used last time! LIES!" Her screech could've broken windows and deafened dogs. She flicked her messily bunned hair out of her eyes and stepped closer to Sisi's desk, her trusty ruler held aloft. "I've told you not to tell lies, Mr. Marchbanks!" She lashed out at his face and connected.
Sisi let his face tilt upon the impact. The mark on his chin stung and he bit back tears. If he cried, he'd get another. He learned that the hard way.
(hope that was okay!)
sorry,y'all, i gtg :(
for now bye
(You can pop in when you get back)
Unasa sat in the corner of the middle row, hoping to the stars that the teacher did not come near him. When he saw another student being hit he had to remind himself You cant cast a spell, you cant cast a spell on your abusive fucking teacher. He looked around and saw some other kids staring, he turned away and focused on his work.
was that okay?//
(ya just remember the grammar thing)
did i not do it correctly? If so, super sorry.//
(Yeah that's okay, it's just minor things like commas and apostrophes.)
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