lunar
Millennium Item Holder
... Does the aura of evil hatred tell you to be close to me. No? Good. Now go the hell away.
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Post by lunar on May 20, 2007 15:38:27 GMT -5
Lunar was decidedly bored. There was really nothing much for her to do. Well, she could, walk around hitting random people with a baseball bat, but she did that yesterday morning, and her favorite metal bat had dents in it, and she didn't feel like getting said dents out. She could also sit on the top of the building and sniper people with a paint gun filled with acid pellets, but she was out of acid pellets and all she had were paint balls. and who used a paintball gun to shoot paint balls? So the only thing she had to do was torture Kaiba's workers. Why? Because. After the 'burn' incident, Kaiba said that Lunar wasn't allowed within 345345345 feet of any of his workers. So, since Lunar didn't listen to anyone, she decided to disobey Kaiba, to get on his nerves.
Lunar saw the first worker, a secruity guard, standing by the door. She walked up to him and smiled. "Hello sir." She used her cute eyes, which made him decide that she was sweet and kind. "Hello miss." He smiled. She grinned, knocking him by punching a pressure point. "This, will be so fun."
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Post by Amaya Henteko on May 20, 2007 16:04:41 GMT -5
Amaya was walking thru the streets when she saw the man be knocked out. She ran up to the person who had knocked him out. She locked up at her, "How..." She stopped mid-sentence. This lady wasn't one to be messed with. She looked back down and gently moved the man out of the way and set him down in the grass nearby. Then she turned to walk away. Running would only provoke the chase.
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lunar
Millennium Item Holder
... Does the aura of evil hatred tell you to be close to me. No? Good. Now go the hell away.
Posts: 149
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Post by lunar on May 20, 2007 18:13:39 GMT -5
Lunar chuckled quietly. " Amaya Henteko, Am I correct?" Lunar grinned as the girl turned around and stared at Lunar with a shocked look on her face. "Let me guess what you're going to say," Lunar cut the girl off before the girl started to speak. "How do I know? Because, you're on my roster for class." Lunar grinned her craziest grin. "Isn't that lovely? hee hee hee. I expect you to do well, since you at least know not to mess with me." then Lunar gave a laugh, and not a ha ha funny joke laugh, or even a you're such a loser laugh, but a crazy and lovin' it laugh. Not quite a mhua ha ha ha, but close. "If you'll excuse me, Miss Henteko, I've got some..... curriculum to test out. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" Lunar pulled out a knife with a crazy grin. "See you in class, Miss Henteko!" Lunar walked through the doors, letting out another crazy laugh.
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Post by Amaya Henteko on May 20, 2007 20:34:27 GMT -5
Amaya looked at the fading figure. This lady was her new teacher. She thought for a moment before chasing after her, "What kind of curriculum?" After all, teachers were the kinda people you could talk to....At least...Back where she came from. But at this school...Well...Anything could happen.
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lunar
Millennium Item Holder
... Does the aura of evil hatred tell you to be close to me. No? Good. Now go the hell away.
Posts: 149
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Post by lunar on May 20, 2007 21:06:18 GMT -5
Lunar paused as the student ran up to her. "What kind of curriculum?" Lunar grinned her craziest, bloodiest, creepiest, and most sadistic grin. The kind of grin that made the mayor of San Diego ban her from the city before she even did anything. The kind of grin that made Kaiba's little brother sure that she belonged in a nuthouse. Or a zoo.
"The ciricullum? Why, it's Torture." Lunar said, with a crazy, blood thristy grin, " Everything from Basic Torture, to Advnaced Physical Torture. Nothing more fun that watching someone else scream and squirm." She gave a wild, crazy grin to the student. Lunar wondered what was going on in the students head. Was she afraid? Was she scared? Did she want to call the police on this crazy excuse for a teacher? Or, was she interested. Did she want to learn the fine arts of torture? Lunar realized that she didn't care. The student was a student, and she didn't have control of the classes she took. Also, if she did call the police, it wasn't like they could do anything. After all, Lunar had broken out of jail so many times that she lost count.
Lunar smiled. "Wanna quick crash course?" She asked, giving a crazy look to the receptionist.
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Post by Amaya Henteko on May 20, 2007 21:20:31 GMT -5
Amaya's thoughts raced in that brief moment. Toruture? And that grin was certinally one of the oddest she had ever seen. But this was a teacher and she had to compliy. When a teachers asks you to do something you do it she had learned. No matter HOW crazy. No matter HOW weird. No matter HOW much you don't want to do it...You do it. So Amaya nodded her head.
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lunar
Millennium Item Holder
... Does the aura of evil hatred tell you to be close to me. No? Good. Now go the hell away.
Posts: 149
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Post by lunar on May 20, 2007 21:31:48 GMT -5
Lunar smiled a softer, normal smile at the student. "Amaya, right? You don't need to, if you don't want to. This is my personal fun. It's not required for class. I'll give you extra credit for it, but you don't need to stay."
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Post by Amaya Henteko on May 21, 2007 20:30:36 GMT -5
"No...What I mean is that....I'm completely new to this kinda stuff and I'd like to learn more about it. This might actually be a nice change of pace. I'll leave if it gets too much for me. Okay?"
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lunar
Millennium Item Holder
... Does the aura of evil hatred tell you to be close to me. No? Good. Now go the hell away.
Posts: 149
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Post by lunar on May 22, 2007 18:32:07 GMT -5
Lunar grinned. "well then, wonderful." She then pulled out a spray bottle. She walked up to the receptionist. The receptionist looked up, and growned. Apparently, she didn't taht that the woman belonged anywhere near the reception area of Kiaba corp.
"Yes, mam?" The receptionist said, in a very snotty air. Lunar began to smile. But not a normal smile. It was one of her psycho fun smiles. The one that said woooooooooo. funnnnnnn. Which, was really never fun for whoever she was smiling at. In fact, whoever she was smiling at, should run.
"Mam?" The receptionist said, this time a slight squeak of fear was detectable in the snotty voice. Lunar aimed the spray bottle at the receptionist, and squeezed it. The woman screamed as it hit her skin. All of a sudden, hordes of acne filled the snotty receptionist's once perfect complextion. The receptionist whipped out her mirror and examined her face. The receptionist screamed louder, until she passed out. Lunar chose this time to shave the womans head, and sketch a bunch of playful kittens. with a knife. on the woman's arm.
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Post by Amaya Henteko on May 22, 2007 18:46:30 GMT -5
Whille Amaya watched all of this, the only thoughts that were running thru her head was that her teacher sure was talented at many different things: people skills, art, and barbury. "What's in the bottle?" she asked. Whatever it was, it was extreamly interessting. She knew of lots of people that she'd like to use that on. It most certinetly wasn't what the lable called it; the label said that it was Silky Smooth Hairspray. Which it most likely wasn't unless hairspray caused acne.
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