нίgнѕснооІ нояяогѕ;;*Accepting*

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: Sean: AHHHHH! -panics; beats Emmet over the head with a wooden spoon- GET OFFA MEEEE! D'x
Oh yes. He's so tough. x-x ))

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[Emmet: -,- Wow man. That's real manly.

Yeah dude. XD]

[Emi Undead]

[XDDDDDDDD Cara...... XDD Yes. Just. Yes.]
[Allie: -facepalm-]

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[I wish I could make faces like him! HE'S LIKE MAGIC OR SOMETHIN' MAN! :OOOOOOOOOO]

[Emi Undead]

~Allie Smith~
Allie paused, then smiled innocently at Emmet. "I dunno.." She said, standing straight with her legs tight together and her index finger pointing upward. "Onward!" She said, going in a random way. She had no clue where he was, but decided just to look for bright red hair.
[It's like my N*pple vision ;3]

"Our song is the slammin' screen doors..<3"

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((Im doin home work....SHHHHH!!))

Juliet walked around grumbling.She hadn't an idea why she had to stay with her aunt and uncle. She sat on a bench and sighed.She thought for a moment before getting up and walking around once more.

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l::l Emmet Knight l::l

Emmet chuckled at Allie, but followed her loyally. He flicked his hair out of his face again, only to have to walk outside and have it blown back into place. After about four tries, he just gave up and continued to follow her. He shoved his hands deep into his pockets, and suddenly felt his side explode into pain. His ribs had been fine until the football team had finally tracked him down. He just received a football in the ribs when the quarterback walked up to him. Trying to hide the grimace on his face, he glared at him defiantly.

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Kestrel sighed and continued walking, his hands in his pockets and his head hung low. He sighed as he was elbowed by a prep and looked up, biting his lip

[Emi Undead]

~Allie Smith~
Allie stopped dead in her tracks, turning to look at the boy who'd thrown the ball. She tilted her head questioningly at the football player, then let her head fall in fear of the muscular boy.

"Our song is the slammin' screen doors..<3"

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: ...freaks. xD
Sean: -whimpers- I was never a big fighter. ;A; -curls up in a ball- Do what you must...just di'nay harm the maiden. ))

Sean began to make his way toward his pre-calculus class, pressing his glass further up his nose. He sighed and looked outside; if he wanted to get to class early, he'd have to go through the courtyard. After a silent fight with himself, he complied, and wandered outside. As Sean was traversing the rather empty courtyard, he suddenly felt himself shoved aside. He rolled onto his back, then to his side, a bit bewildered. He scrambled to sit up, and collect his things, when he saw everything was blurry. "My glasses..." He moaned, searching blindly for them. When he saw a jock holding it in his hands, he gulped, and sat back on his knees like a child. "Give 'em back," He said, more like a whiney child than a fighter. The jock laughed and pushed Sean back, kneeing him hard in the chest. Gasping for air, Sean lay on his side, clenching his stomach as the jock laughed at him. "Nah. Your little friend told me you beat on his old friend. Says he needs some revenge. So I'm here to dish it out, queer." Sean cringed as the jock kicked him once more, becoming fed up. "Get up, you whimpy idiot! FIGHT!"

(( OOC: Sean: F*CK. T-T
Teehee. x3 ))