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4 yrs ago
republicans be like yeah you have to have the child but when its born I hate it. i will personally come and kick it and then eat a full meal in front of it. loser!
5 yrs ago
log off u weirdo
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6 yrs ago
this whole election lawsuit stuff is just a cover up because they're not sure how to announce that Jeb! won in a landslide
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6 yrs ago
people just be making statuses with no thought. i run my statuses through 3 independent corporate panels and a top secret military AI before posting. high quality
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6 yrs ago
im just saying you're dodgy
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After this post, I think Charles is going to have a punch from Makoto incoming.
Charles sat, arms folded, looking and feeling very annoyed at Matsushima. How dare she blackmail him. If he didn't care about not getting a criminal record, he would have just laughed and carried on with the graffiti project. But he couldn't get expelled. If he got expelled, his parents would move him to an even worse school. Then he'd have to start his whole empire back up again, and he wouldn't have been bothered to do that. So he was stuck here, listening to a rambling lunatic and being shouted at by pathetic idiots who didn't even know his name. Then Charles remembered his plan. Steal the phone! he thought to himself. He scouted up and down, checking tables, pockets that could be bulging and anything black and rectangular poking out. Then he heard that scar girl turn to him again. Not this bullcrap again he thought with a noticeable wince.

"I don't need anything to cover up my scar. Why would I cover up something I'm proud of? Unlike you, I'm comfortable with my body. Your big mouth is obviously compensating for a small dick."

Charles turned around immediately, his face filled with rage. Nobody insults me like that! he thought, his teeth bared with rage. Then he spoke. "Don't you get it, you pathetic waste of my time? I practically run this dump of a school. The rumors that spread, I pretty much proof read them all. The fights you hear about and sometimes see, I plan them. Being nice to me is pretty much the difference between popularity and being a complete reject. So if you think and you can come in here and insult me, then think again scarface. If you even think about replying with some 'witty' comment, you may find yourself with a few less friends, and maybe a few broken bones, you understand me? That goes for you too, lanky."

Satisfied with his response, he sat back and began going around the room again. This time he would categorise them based on what he knew. Hot but kind of stupid, how can you mistake music for ghost club? Scarred girl who is very much overstepping her boundaries. Weird boy girl lanky thing. Hot but too enthusiastic about the whole thing. Hot, sitting at the back quiet; don't know much. Hot but frantically typing - Wait, is she that Seiko girl? Charles's eyes widened. Oh, he had hard of Seiko. The self proclaimed journalist, and well known lesbian. Charles didn't read her blog, but he was pretty sure he had been featured more than once, from what he assumed. Matsushima was droning on again, but something caught his ears.

"The Halloween Extravaganza is where we will enter the school to non-violently observe and converse with said ghost"

Woah, that'll be a laugh Charles thought. Interacting with nothing, but it'll be fun to see these occult weirdos getting obsessed over things that don't exist. How could I miss out on this opportunity. Charles listened to the rest and concluded that he would take a letter. His parents would sign it without question. Plus, I'm probably being blackmailed into this thing as well. May as well be blackmailed into getting a good laugh!. Charles chuckled at the prospect.
I'm back from school, so I'll be relatively active for a few hours, and expect much longer posts from me now, as I'm on a computer instead of a tablet.
Yeah I'm pretty much the same as above. I'll be gone for like 6 hours, maybe more depending on if I have time in the morning before school. Night.
Gosh if you guys keep posting this fast I may need to drop out. I can't keep up considering I work.


No pls, I can see funny stuff down the line
I could... But the large embodiment of it involved calling Charles and Makoto Tweedledee and Tweedledumbass...


xD
Charles was quite honestly very pissed at what was being said to him in this club for weirdos. Didn't they know who he was? Didn't they fear the name. Feeling satisfied with his rant at the scar girl, slumped back over the chair.

"Well, he is right about one thing, you will learn to fear one thing about him... A mouth that won't stay closed, period."

"Well, well, well. It seems we have the class clown here everyone. Isn't he hilarious? Let's give a hand to the lanky weirdo sitting over there. Cut your hair, I thought you were an ugly girl when I first saw you. But seriously, piss off. I can literally have you drawn and quartered in this school. By the way, nice sister you've got.". Charles finished with a smirk.

Then the leader of the nerds spoke to him from the front of the class. Charles didn't listen until he heard: "That's quite the coincidence. I have something on my phone I'm very fond of as well."

The words cut through him like a dagger. He muted his phone and put it in his pocket, snarling as he did it. He folded his arms and leant back, watching the girl with a distinct look of contempt as she rambled on about some pointless crap.
Charles stayed slumped over the back of his chair, playing on his phone when he heard the click of a pen and a scribble. He glanced over at the noise. A girl was giving him a stare that Charles couldn't quite pinpoint. She was one of the hot ones. May as well look good he thought and began to bite his lip as he played his game. The girls always went nuts for that classic facial expression. He also flicked his hair back, just to add that extra kick.

Then he heard a chair swivel round and looked up. She gave him a look then began to speak: "Excuse me jackass, but some people actually care about this stuff. You have three options, turn the volume down, get out or prepare to have my foot shoved up your ass." Charles chuckled a sarcastic chuckle, then he spoke, in a posh accent.

"Listen, you have absolutely no idea who you're pissing off. Charles Thompson, you ever heard the name? Probably not. I don't recognise you. You must be new. You will learn to fear it in time. But, okay, I'll make an exception, I'll turn my phone down a little, because you're somewhat attractive. You might need to use concealer on that scar under your eye, though.".

And with that, he turned his volume down about half way and continued playing. He was genuinely surprised that someone had stood up to him.
@KaijuBaragon your character is great because he was thinking the same thing I was. Figment of your imagination xD


:P
Charles Thompson sat at the back of the room, slouched over the back of his chair. He was nonchalantly chewing a blowing bubbles out of his gum, and was utterly disinterested in what the leader had to say. He was on his phone, messaging somebody on Instagram. Charles's hair was messy, he didn't get time to style it before he had to leave for this stupid club. Charles looked around and took note of some of the people he could see. He had mixed emotions as he looked out over the people that had attended the "Occult Club".

Charles was honestly surprised at the number of hot girls in the room. He was looking at everyone and giving them all a class. Hot. Hot. Demented. Weird. Hot. Charles went through the whole room until he got to Matsushima. The bane of my existence he thought with a scowl visibly showing on his face. He had made no effort to conceal the sounds of his phone, and they were beeping away as he slumped over the chair.

Charles checked himself with the camera on his phone. He took out his comb and begun to comb it will back into the style he preferred. If he was going to make his time useful here, he may as well look nice and pick up a hot girl. He had been single for a few months now, and was getting rather bored of it. A girlfriend was fun. Someone to take to parties other than scared lackeys, someone to join him in the sort of empire he had created. Of course it couldn't last for long. Charles never got really attached to anyone, but girls certainly did to him.

Then Matsushima spoke, and for a while. She capped off by asking everyone what a ghost is. A figment of your imagination He thought, smiling to himself. He let out a loud yawn and switched over to playing a game on his phone. The music of the game was extremely loud, but Charles could not be bothered to turn the volume down. He quickly switched off the game to check his hair again. Perfect he thought, switching back to his game again.

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