@Chameleon the Slytherpuff and Slitherpuff
(What's a student teacher?)
(What's a student teacher?)
(oof. no one talks about the maths kids.)
(A college student about to get their teaching certification who sits in on classes and helps assist the regular teacher. It's like teacher with training wheels, for lack of a better explanation.)
(I don't think there were any maths kids mentioned. The history class was the only other one and they're all dead.)
(Yeah, except for Lynde who ran off to a chem class. Dude, Edward would've been pissed.)
(You killed my daughter? Time to die, Poe.)
(Lmao I though this was a college)
(Nope, it's based off of my high school because they put in a zombie fence.)
(I am thinking of writing a zombie apocalypse thing that takes place at a college personally. Not gonna publish. Just for fun, ya know? Maybe I should open up a universe for it on here so I'll actually get to work. That's why I wanted to start that one zombie RP that never even started, which is partially my fault, but don't worry about it.)
(zombie fence?)
(O.o)
Rowan looked at his teacher in utter betrayal. "You're supposed to he the responsible one!" He groaned.
(Yeah, apparently it was a problem in the olden days, so they're making no mistakes.)
(I forgot, I joined it but never posted a template :€])
(Yes you did.)
"Hey, my whole-ass class survived! That's pretty responsible, if I don't say so myself," Edward replied, "Besides, it's not like we got a manual on what to do if there's what- zombies?!"
(To my RP, not this one lol. And I never posted my character either. No one did lmao)
"Actually, there have been a lot of Zombie Survival Manuals written over time." Horace corrects him. "They just most likely wouldn't be useful for our current situation."
(Ohh…)
Mr. Poe began ramming the broom into the door of the closet. Eventually, he broke a small hole in the door. He looked through the hole to find the mauled body of the maths teacher and a couple of students in front of it. He staggered backward and held down a scream. He held his head in his hands in a feeble attempt to keep his mind from falling apart.
"Well, the Board didn't provide us any special manual for teachers, so uh… outside reading is above my paygrade," Edward sighed, "But in all seriousness, you can't say you believed this was an actual thing that could happen?"
(Which is sad, but hella funny)
Rowan turned his phone back on and pulled up pinterest, gods his dashboard was a hotspot for survival stuff along with the occasional interior designing pin. "Read this and organize us!" He said pulling up a random one.
"It seemed like the people writing those books wanted something like this to happen." Horace says defensively. "I'm an honors student, this is just plain illogical."
(Yeah, like I could still retry, but I need to have a character ready so people don't think I bailed on my own RP)
"Wow, a Pinterest board!" Edward sighed, exasperated, "I've consumed my fair share of zombie media. I just… don't know what our zombies are like. Do any of you?"
Mr. Poe finally got over himself and texted Edward. No matter how embarrassing and horrifying the situation was, he had to get out of it somehow.
Hey, uh, I'm trapped in the janitor's closet.
Edward's phone buzzed. He sighed even louder.
"God, why does everyone think I'm the best person to go to for help?!"
He texted back:
Noted. Stay put for now. Get you out when I can.
"I'm barely even competent!"
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