Stacy Kerrigan High School

[not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com]

To take a break from the seriousness of the nightmare king plot for a bit...


(picture stolen from clairbourn)

Your characters are now ordinary high school students or teachers. No powers. No nothing. If they're not humanoid, they are now. Go go go go go.

Note: This is mostly actual RPing, but feel free to note backgroudn about your character OOCly

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Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn's still not entirely sure how she ended up teaching at this school. She's just a university student, in the US for her study-abroad program... and yet somehow, she's ended up teaching a very large section of the school's chemistry classes. (She's not a chemist, or even a chemical engineer, which is another reason why the job is a mystery to her.)

"All right, settle down. The bell's rung." Wyn says to her class, who are currently not paying any attention to her.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[smartnass.livejournal.com]

Lyle is paying attention. He's paying an almost suspicious amount of attention. He is very visible and innocent.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"And that's one down, twenty-nine to go." Wyn mutters, glaring at the roll. Yes, he's being very attentive, and it's quite suspicious. Unfortunately, she needs to know his name to mark him present.

"A bhidse, what's your name again?"

Re: Chemistry Class!

[smartnass.livejournal.com]

"Lyle Norg."

He's very clear about that, speaking well over the chatter of the class.

"Don't worry about them, Ms. Callahan. They'll settle down."

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

There's a very visible wince as Wyn hears herself called 'Ms. Callahan' (she's only twenty!), but she recovers quickly. "Lyle Norg, there you are." she says, putting a bright purple check next to his name.

"All right, quiet or there's a twenty-question stoichiometry quiz, no flash cards!" And that had better shut the rest of the class up, or else Wyn is going to be seriously displeased.

[theregularguy.livejournal.com]

"Awww mannnn! You didn't say there would be a quiz last time!" Sokka groans from his seat at the back of the room. It's entirely possible that Wyn did say there would be one, of course, and Sokka was just sleeping, as usual.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Last time, you shut up faster after the bell rang." Wyn points out. That just might be a clue on how to avoid pop quizzes.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

Hope you don't mind an interruption, Wyn. There's a hall monitor knocking at the door escorting one Samus Aran. The monitor grumbles something like 'found this one trying to get out.'

Samus rolls her eyes at it. It says everything. Finding me once in an entire month, what an accomplishment. Good job, nameless hall monitor. Samus takes a spot in the back of the room. She hasn't been here enough to have her own spot. Ugh, this is such a waste of her time.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"I-- but, wait, who is this?" Angry blonde student, Wyn has no idea who you are or even if you're supposed to be in her class. This is what happens when you take over from the pregnant department head, apparently.

"What's your name?"

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"Samus Aran," she's not snippy about it. She's just stating her name. And some how that is so much more intimidating.

If Wyn paid attention to school drama, she might have heard about that whole ordeal with the lacrosse team. The guy's lacrosse team. Samus was carrying the team to a state title until she got kicked off for failing, well, about everything except for gym.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

There are advantages to being almost the same age as your students; being fairly in-the-loop for school gossip is one of them. When Samus says her name, Wyn immediately puts two and two together and realizes who the very tall, very athletic girl is.

"You're not on the list." Wyn says, scanning the roll.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"Leaving works for me."

Seriously she could just like go. She's not gonna be here if she doesn't have to. Then again she's not gonna be here even if she really needs to.

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

Brainy isn't paying attention to the teacher, much like everyone else. However he's not paying attention for an entirely different reason, that may or may not have something to do with the suspiciously large book propped up in front of him.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn was in high school up until very recently. She knows all the tricks in the (suspiciously large) book. "So, what're you reading this time?"

annnd LJ decided not to send me comment notifs for B5 Dx Deadbot gets no love.

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

Brainy jumps and makes an effort to shift the book over something. "I'm not reading anything!"

Nope, not suspicious at all.

No love for the heroic sacrifice? Good job, LJ.

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn does not get paid enough to deal with this.

"The very large book would indicate otherwise." she says patiently, trying to nudge the book aside.

[ooc: I'm still technically on vacation. But... meme! 8D]

Chemistry Class!

[falseswordsgirl.livejournal.com]

Yue's sitting in the back of the room, using her chem equipment without any chemicals. It seemed to be... juices? And sodas?

She was a very odd girl.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Hey, remember the lab safety lesson. Don't drink any of that." Wyn says, pointing at Yue.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[falseswordsgirl.livejournal.com]

Yue holds up her beaker.

"Cream soda mixed with some tomato juice, cinnamon, and tea leaves."

It had an interesting flavor, but she should try creating a new blend, this she would count as less than appealing.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"No, I meant... eating anything in the chemistry lab is very much against the rules, even if the beakers are clean. It's not safe." Also, that drink sounds absolutely disgusting, but rules are rules.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

The ten-year-old kid in her high school class is paying attention, but looks as if he's doing it more as a courtesy than anything else. Maybe after this first week, he can take a proficiency exam and opt for AP chem at a nearby university.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

Wyn's been scanning the room for other people actually paying attention, and... okay, there's a ten-year-old sitting there. Not the weirdest thing to happen all day.

"What's your name, kid?" Wyn calls over the rest of the classroom. She's not calling him 'kid' to be rude; she's doing it because she has to have some way of pointing out who she's talking to.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"Allen Gentry." Now how will THIS line of questioning go? "I transferred up."

Re: Chemistry Class!

[madeofwyn.livejournal.com]

"Obviously." Wyn says, scanning her role sheet. "How old are you, anyway?" It's a pretty good-natured question, all things considered.

"Gentry, Gentry... there you are!" Enthusiastic purple checkmark next to Allen's name.

Re: Chemistry Class!

[twelvevoltman.livejournal.com]

"Ten." Pause before he remembers to add, "Ma'am."

He's itching to ask when he can take a proficiency exam, but his dad has told him to wait until the other kids are gone to bother a teacher with private questions.