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Detention Games RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Detention Games RPout, going to the schoolyard for a bit of free time.
he sees a clump of trees, and he goes into them.
there is a clearing at the end of the pathway, leading
to what seems to be a training ground. he takes off
his hoodie and brushes his blue hair out of his face.
he unsheathes his katana, steadying it.
he goes up to a training dummy, which
appears to be hand-carved by Sam. Sam starts to
train with his sword, using advanced maneuvres
and slices that look to be like a Samurai's fighting
style. a sharp clang of steel rings out across the
school as a result from Sam's sword training.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Lorelai confidently strutted ahead of Ambira and her group, trying her best to avoid the security cameras and hall monitors, and carving a path for those behind her. This was it. The entrance to the teacher's lounge was a navy door marked with a friendly looking sign, the keys were still in the door knob. She turned it, and peeked into the room. Nobody. Completely empty, it looked like her aunt's living room. Nice, tidy, and very chill.
" Oh em gee! There is literally a couch here! And a vending machine! Even one of those coffee maker things! " She squealed.


•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
“Ah, right! Thank you, Aria!” He smiled at her. Mr Gorson was Aria’s Chemistry teacher, and he accepts constructive criticism very well. He’s also willing to learn from his mistakes, and that instantly made him Aria’s favourite teacher in school.
PH time +8 hours. She/Her pronouns.
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Charlie was forced to head back to her dorm while she waited for Alex to come back from detention. The back of Alex's hand had a small "X" on it indicating she was suposed to go to detention. The mark started to burn and ache slightly, if she tried to leave the school grounds it would get much worse. She headed straight to a room that looked like it was no bigger then a double doored walk in closet at first glance, but when the doors opened it room appeared to be much bigger.
A kind looking woman looked down at Alex from her clipboard. "Hand please." Alex gave the woman her hand and the woman put something over the mark and ushered her in. Alex was the third one to arive next to Luna and Crystal, both of the other girls were sliding a note back and forth to eachother as they "did" their homework. ALex glanced at her hand, the mark was fading and the pain was gone. Alex then looked at the white board: names of people that were suposed to be here were written up there with the reason(s) why next to them and her name was crossed off, probbaly because she was already here.
confused. i mean, all he did was correct a teacher
on a test because they go their facts wrong.
he shows the X on his hand, meaning he got
detention. he sits down by himself, not doing
homwork, as he already did all of it.
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silently, starting to sharpen it, as he likes to take exceptional
care of the sword. it is a memory of his old
life, before the day his life changed forever.
he grips the handle, his eyes looking livid.
his hood is still up, and he hopes the detention
teacher allows him to keep it up, as nobody in
school has really seen his face, as he always
keeps his hood up.
Sam sees Aria sitting beside him,
and he smiles, but it's barely visible from
underneath his hood. he continues to sharpen
the sword, examining his work from time to
time.