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[i]Written with [@JunkMail][/i]

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[i]IT’S TIME.[/i]

Moments after the Headmaster’s orientation speech had concluded, Freaky-D elected [i]now[/i] to be the prime time to initiate his introductions in the most presently available way possible. He positioned himself to drop down from the ductworks onto a random table below. His helmet, his gloves, and the strips on his shorts all came to life in an instant, displaying his default aesthetics - the big toothy grin, the crosshair eyes, and the hazard stripes all. He readied himself, and then descended, landing directly on top of a table with four new students sitting at it - a shaggy-looking, somehow fishing-oriented dude ([@JunkMail]), a skinny pale chick just [i]radiating[/i] heat ([@He Who Walks Behind]), a goth-seeming girl wearing a very stylish shock collar ([@Silver Carrot]), and a rather grungy-looking miss who looked a little more [i]pleasantly[/i] surprised than the other three ([@levinfist]).

[i]One out of four’s not bad at all![/i]

D held out his hands and shook them vigorously while a bit of fanfare played from his helmet. The four students seated around him had little time to react to the sudden presence of the absolutely ridiculous-looking fellow now standing on their table before he began playing the song [url=https://youtu.be/GJ2X9SANsME]House of Fun, by Madness[/url].

[i]“A toothbrush and hairspray, plastic grin,
Miss Clay on all corners has just walked in-”[/i]

“What in the goddamn-” A guard standing a ways away said as he noticed the intruder.

[i]“Welcome to the House of Fun!
Now I’ve come of age,
Welcome to the House of Fun!”[/i]

D danced merrily - lots of kicking back and forth with his arms tucked in - as the song played from his helmet, avoiding stomping on any food placed on the table, or kicking anyone’s head by accident. As this continued, some of the guards began to mobilize, one of them approaching faster than the rest. There definitely wasn’t enough time to get through much more of the song, but some sad things in this life just have to be accepted and left behind.

[i]“Welcome to the lion’s den!
Temptation’s on its way,
Welcome to the House o-”[/i]

“Hey!”

The song stopped playing. D’s helmet immediately began playing a rapid alarm sound, with the surface turning black and displaying a series of bright yellow exclamation marks spinning around. He turned to face the guard who had called him out, and then became absolutely, [i]perfectly[/i] still.

“Who the hell are you?” The guard called out.

[url=https://youtu.be/_PdUXsI58yQ][i]“I'm the invisible man…”[/i][/url] D replied, playing the first line from a song by Queen. Unamused, the guard continued approaching him, stun baton out and ready.

[i]“Incredible how you can…”[/i]

D moved his foot next to a small plate of mini-sandwiches situated before the unkempt male student.

[b]“SEERIGHTTHROUGHME-”[/b]

D’s foot then [i]launched[/i] the plate directly at the guard’s face, bits of sandwich flying everywhere as the guard reeled back - not necessarily injured, but definitely taken aback, and more pissed off than before. It was at that moment that other members of the security force began to hasten their approach, ready to apprehend D with apparent hostility.

“Stop that man!” One of the guards called. At this moment, the Headmaster elected to speak up herself. “Students, help them!”


Archie, without thinking much of his plan and having somewhat overcome his shock at someone [i]falling out of the sky[/i] and basically into his lap, reached forward and grabbed Freaky-D just below his heel. He was met with the ceasing of D’s dancing, followed by his quickly turning to meet Archie with a surprised expression displayed on his helmet, along with another rapid alarm.

[i]Bad touch, BAD TOUCH, [b]STRANGER DANGER-[/b][/i]

D’s foot reactively collided with Archie’s unfortunately positioned bitch-boy face, in what was really just an attempt to shake his hand off that escalated into an [i]admittedly[/i] overzealous counter. Archie was knocked backwards, falling out of his chair, clutching the spot on his cheek where the steel-tipped boot had made its impact. D proceeded to perform an [i]outstanding[/i] 8.5/10 backflip off of the table. He then began running like a [i]madman[/i] away from the scene, weaving through the cafeteria tables, dodging past all the students, jumping on more tables in the process. The guards were in hot pursuit - others a little more room temperature - as D made his way towards the nearest exit, into the school’s hallways.

“After him!” The Headmaster instructed once more to both security and students at once, as she was escorted off stage and away for the sake of her own safety. A good chunk of the present students decided to do as she said, possibly to aid security in subduing the runaway fool, possibly to just get out of the cafeteria because they [i]absolutely[/i] did not care, or possibly to just watch the chase unfold - maybe even help D out, if fans of his happened to be present.

Now this - [i]this[/i] was a great start to D’s campaign of nonsense aboard the Promise.