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I've just written the worst post i've ever made in an Rp, and i don't know how i could have made it better.
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That would be one hell of a foursome.
It's vague enough to imply that it's common knowledge, distorted enough to conform to hisao's perspective, and yet still restrained enough to make it seem plausible, at least. And kenji doesn't distort the truth, he isn't out to convince Hisao to join his cause. So it's far more likely to be a fact he picked up on and seized on as evidence for his feminist kill-bot justification calm, reasonable defense of traditional values.
..Which is pretty close to the actual propertion of Yamaku in-game, right? 60-40, according to kenji?
Mariko turned her head towards Coral, with an expression on her face somewhere between confusion, and annoyance. She decided against saying anything, though. Even if the girl could react to a cutting remark, she probably wouldn't even bother. She remembered one incident last year, when she'd tapped on her shoulder to get her attention in a crowded hallway, and the girl had only reacted after she'd waved her hand in front of her face. Not that that was unusual behaviour in a high school, because there was always some clever dick who tapped on your opposite shoulder in order to make you spin around fruitlessly. That little incident had been their only real interaction last year, Mariko remembered.
"It'd be somewhat strange if the same book held different things for different people, wouldn't it?" She remarked. "It wouldn't be the same book, then. But can we please skip the inane banter and get on with chemistry? "
"It'd be somewhat strange if the same book held different things for different people, wouldn't it?" She remarked. "It wouldn't be the same book, then. But can we please skip the inane banter and get on with chemistry? "
I know that. You know that. She doesn't.
Mariko dropped her table at right angles to everyone else's It slid a little against the floor, but not enough to cause noise or anything. Yamauchi seemed to be introducing herself to Coral, which struck Mariko as slightly odd. She knew both their names. They'd attended Yamaku last year, hadn't they? Had they both suffered a damaging case of retrograde amnesia, causing them both to completely forget the events of last year? Unlikely. Because she, Mariko, had been there too. Unless she'd lost her earpiece that same day, which became why she couldn't find it now. Was that even possible? Surely not.
She mumbled out a quick greeting, little more then "Hi, guys. How was the break?", A question she was quite literally expecting no answer to. Nothing too formal. Formality would set a precedent, and make idle chitchat even more awkward then it already was. People here had more issues then the newspapers, Yamaku attracted wierd people like flies to vinegar, which was sorta obvious in retrospect. But that didn't mean you had to tiptoe around everyone's feelings, either, so casual language was usually okay. Mariko had a pen in hand, and the paper over the relevant page in the science book (large print, not that she would dare admit it.) Yamauchi seemed to be showing her something. On closer, squintier, inspection, it turned out to be the exact same page she had in front of her.
"Well, yes, that is what we're looking at today, Yamauchi. Gold friggin' star. It's quite literally listed on the printout which page it is."
She mumbled out a quick greeting, little more then "Hi, guys. How was the break?", A question she was quite literally expecting no answer to. Nothing too formal. Formality would set a precedent, and make idle chitchat even more awkward then it already was. People here had more issues then the newspapers, Yamaku attracted wierd people like flies to vinegar, which was sorta obvious in retrospect. But that didn't mean you had to tiptoe around everyone's feelings, either, so casual language was usually okay. Mariko had a pen in hand, and the paper over the relevant page in the science book (large print, not that she would dare admit it.) Yamauchi seemed to be showing her something. On closer, squintier, inspection, it turned out to be the exact same page she had in front of her.
"Well, yes, that is what we're looking at today, Yamauchi. Gold friggin' star. It's quite literally listed on the printout which page it is."
Have you ever just been alone with your thoughts, and no external stimuli at ALL?
I snapped like after fifteen minutes, just started drumming on the walls to pass the time.
I snapped like after fifteen minutes, just started drumming on the walls to pass the time.
"Y'know, when they said your back teeth are afloat, they didn't want you to take it literally, so please get your molars out of my beer, you'll get us thrown out."
Bluh, you lot and your androgynity confuse and annoy me.
Post has been edited, by the way. Mixing up a name is cute and an ice-breaker, mixing up someone's gender just makes you look like an asshole. Especially in a place with gendered uniforms.
Post has been edited, by the way. Mixing up a name is cute and an ice-breaker, mixing up someone's gender just makes you look like an asshole. Especially in a place with gendered uniforms.
Jumpei's a dude?!
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