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[R0be0]

{Wow this is probably the only role play I saw that probably has more males than females. xD I can't role play females well though. Lol.}

[Hae]

i can allways make more if i need to ]]

[shudder]

[Haha, that's weird. For the last few roleplays I've joined i didn't even have to make a female because there were so many of them. ]

[Hae]

Tallie took the whole thing in her stride, a huge smirk on her face at the little freaks running around in circles, literally. She'd allways known that most people in this school for mental kids, which is what she'd allways called it in her head, wasn't full of people like her who could just laugh it off. She watched them, some kids who just days before had been attempting to impress her days before crying for there parents. Pathetic. She hoped it was like a big TV screen though, and that her parents were watching because the sight of her, slouched back in a chair with her feet propped up on a table, would be enough to persuade them she really couldn't stand them at all. She even cracked a yawn, watching all the panic as kids still searched for adults. Who could actually in there right mind want to do that? She watched as a kid, no younger than eight padded up to her and sunk into a chair next to her, his eyes wide with fear. "Tallie... they got abducted by aliens... th-thats what..." He blubbered and it was all she could do not to snort. "Guess what." She whispered, leaning foward, but left her legs up on the table. "Apparently, they eat your brains right?" She told him, meeting his eyes for a moment and grinned. "And your next kid!" Well that got rid of him soon enough, leaving her able to lean back in her seat and enjoy the sound of panic around her, for some people, they liked to lie on a beach, listening to the waves, or whatever. Tallie? She preffered the sound of screaming and kids having a mental breakdown. But that was just her.

Warren had a good idea where all the adults had gone. Aliens. Had to be. There one minute. Gone the next. Some invisiable ray thingy had to of zapped them out of there, leaving kids clinging to each other, or beating the crap out of each other one way or another. After doing his round of the hall in Coates where most of the kids had abandoned their lunches and were either a) running in circles or b) pounding on each other and demanding stuff that no one could answer he decided to freak them out a little. He spread the whole alien thing, which freaked the littler ones out entirely, chuckling to himself as he sat on a wall outside of the building. Swinging his feet with his eyes half closed, prodding at the can in his hands. Lockers were only good for one reason which was that they kept your beer relatively cool. His head was going through the list of possibilities, he was sure every adult at Coates was gone, and he knew it wasn't just that they had got sick of them. He'd go down to the town if he could be bothered, or could walk straight. No cops... no parents, or teachers, and no older brother. Which meant that he could carry on drinking so much easier than he'd first thought, especially if he could now get into his brothers supply as well.

Cedar had allready tried the phone like... a million times. Not that she was giving up, no way. She cupped it to her ear to block out the noise of her little brother crying and waited, waited for her parents to pick up or at least for that buzzing noise to go away. She frowned to herself, tapping her nails on the table and then stopped to look at them, before tapping them again. "Pick up, pick up.." She hissed to herself, staring down at it sadly once she realised, something really really bad had gone wrong. She had ignored her little brother for a while, wondering why one of the nannies hadn't come and done whatever needed to be done with him, she didn't have a clue, she never paid much attention when her mother tried to teach her. She placed the phone down carefully, taking care with it because it seemed to waist time and listened to how quite it was. She turned, wide eyed and trotted over to the window, blinking out at the world, not that she could see much apart from her driveway and the trees that followed that, she could only just see the two schools and the town on one side. She shifted on her bare feet. Maybe she should actually consider going out there...for once.

[lol im posting for my other female in a second]

[shudder]

Zacky found the whole situation funny. He wasn't laughing at individuals, just the whole lot. They were all running around, scared, or standing there like the badasses they thought they were. That got him thinking. Did he think he was a badass just sitting on the ground with his back against the wall? That made him laugh some more. Honestly, he wished he was so happy because he was high, but that wasn't the case. Sure, he couldn't recall much, but he'd know if he was doing something like that. Zacky ran a hand through his hair and tilted his head, smiling. "Like freaking ants," he chuckled to himself. It was true, huh? They swarmed around and around looking for adults who just weren't there. Why? Well, to each their own reason for wishing their mamma's and daddy's were there to hug 'em and kiss 'em. Zacky didn't care. With the adults gone he could do what he wanted that much easier, and there wouldn't be any consequences to worry about. Then he laughed some more. When did he care about consequences?

Harrison kept walking. No destination in mind, but he secretly hoped there were people he could talk to. Someone who'd give him a logical explanation as to why he was surrounded by fearful kids. They probably had no where to go. Or, they did, but their homes were locked up and they didn't know how to get in. With a sigh, he pushed the thought of everyone else out of his head. What if all the adults were just on vacation or something? Makes sense, right? Harrison nodded, as if to answer himself. That was all he could do now because there was no way in hell he'd resort to running through the streets like a chicken with it's head cut off. Every problem had a solution - you just needed to find it.

[Hae]

Alana wasn't officially diagnosed mad, she just looked like it, she stood on a wall in the middle of a street she didn't care to think of its name and smiled to herself. She was in her own little world at the moment and screaming kids happened from time to time right? She payed no attention to them, right now she was too busy dancing with her dog to go up to them and find out why they were balling there eyes out. She looked back down to her dog again and held his paws, making him step foward and giggle to herself. Nearly anything could amuse this girl, since she was imagionative and laughed at just about anything. If her brother saw her he'd probally make some sort of sarcastic comment about how she belongs up at Coates and not at the private school because he was sure she was mental. She hummed something as she made her dog twirl around, grinning to herself as she kept her balance on the wall and led him on his back legs along it.

[R0be0]

All that there was, was a mess of fists and kicks. Two boys fought tumbling to the ground within the school. Their names were Zeph and Justin, and their fights, well let's just say that their fights really weren't uncommon to see. "You ass!" Justin yelled bitterly toward the boy who had now pinned him to the ground. "What did I say about coming to close to me [censored]!" He pushed up with one of his knees, hitting Zeph in the gut and forcing him to to roll of him, and within seconds Justin smashed him into the ground, keeping him down in almost a body lock. "You overrated rich fool!" Zeph's voice was the same that it always was, aggressive and nasty, with no sense other than hate in it. "What did I say about bossing me around?!" He punched Justin square in the nose, causing blood drip over both boys. "Learn your place in this system! You're just scared because you know that there are no adults around to keep me from beating the crap outta you!!!" Justin was fazed but not long as he lunged towards Zeph, re-slamming the boy back into the ground like he was originally, making sure he punch him upside the chin. "Don't act so tough when you can only fight like a frickin' girl!!" The fight seemed to be getting more and more intense, as the boys continued to throw random ass slap insults at eachother as they fought bitterly.

[Hae]

Tallie was just imagioning what it would be like to have the whole school to herself. And as most of the students here had been eating as it happened most of them had to be in this lunch hall right? Kicking her feet down she jumped allmost lazily onto the table she'd claimed and raised an eyebrow like she expected to be noticed. She shook her hair out of her face, striding along the table and lept onto another one, crouching down and picked up a plate and examined it. "Hey." She screamed and most still wern't paying attention, so she leant down and smashed the plate against a kids head. Now that got her attention. As much as she enjoyed watching them skip around in horror it was getting kind of old now. "You know what, retards?" She said as she jumped back to her own table. "Your damn mothers arn't gonna pick up the phone if they were here, because your all here because you have one thing or another wrong with you, so get over it, grow up, and hey, look on the bright side losers, no one working in the shops, no one telling you what not to eat? Go for it." She sat back down, straddling her chair and watching them thinking about that. "And get out of my face." She grumbled, watching most of them agree and cheer, forgetting the loss of there families and running off down the road. She shrugged one shoulder, and slung her bag over it, striding off to go to her locker.

[R0be0]

As the two boys continued to fight, a much larger boy seemed to step into the picture. He was easily much taller than either of the two boys fighting and he looked like he was made for pro wrestling. Though his narrowed face and spiked hair almost gave him a sly and demonish look to him. His name was Flexer, but he would only go by Fex, if someone dared call him Flexer he'd probably flip. He hated being in this school in the first place, but this parents wanted to him to have the experience before they poofed, well now he was certainly having an experience huh. He didn't care much that his family, or parents he should say were gone. He was a billionaire, or had been, and he was taught that the only important thing in this world was money, that there was nothing else more important than that. And he hadn't lost his money and so there was nothing wrong right? And now it was all his, considering his sisters were going mental from this experience, he and comforted them, because he supposed he had to do something humane instead of just letting a five year old and a three year old cry over something as small as spilt milk. Which was what this was to him. When he looked at the two boys fighting, he mumbled: "Ammatures..." That caught both of the boy's attention in a snap, and within seconds both of the two quurreling boys lunged at Flex smashing him into the lockers and than onto the ground.

[shudder]

"So. Many. Bitchy. People," Zacky laughed. Seriously. Ok, your parents are gone. How does that turn you into a whiny monster, or a violent person? He stretched and decided that was a thought for later, not that he'd ever spend his time thinking it over. When he heard his stomach growl that was all the reason he needed to get off his butt. The cafeteria or whatever these kids called it shouldn't be too far away. Or did they already burn it down? An image of riots and random fires sprouting came into his head. Maybe he was enjoying this way to much? No, that's not true. How could this not be fun? Zacky weaved his way through the students, more or less just shoving them. "That's what they all need - a good smack in the face," He nodded. After passing a three-man fight, he couldn't help but pause, if not for a moment, to watch the two smaller idiots lunge for the larger one. And not having parents causes that? Zacky ran a hand through his hair and kept walking on. "This place is full of crazies."
And he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy every minute of it.