(starts by people actually getting to the school)

outside


The school hallways

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An ingenious purple-haired scam artist was walking to the front of the school. She opened the doors and saw....nobody actually coming yet. She was a bit early. Oh well. No students to actually scam yet. That's pretty shitty. Well, she might as well wait..while putting a decoy on the door that looked lots like her. She also put a scroll on the first doorstep. Now, she just had to wait.

Oh yeah, to explain who she is.
She's pretty much the head of the school, besides the principal, Guy Hero, she had bought out the school, and assigned a couple of people to be teachers and such. So, she is basically the one that decides lots of things about the school, almost like the President does, except much better, and without shitty politics. She thought Guy Hero, the repairman, and Security Girl would be here by now. Maybe they are. Maybe they snuck into the school without her noticing. That actually made lots of sense.

Fo walked towards the front off the school. She tired of having to walk through masses of students. To combat this she went into her chibi style.

In this form someone was bound to pick her up. And it was just generally easier to move seeing that she was smaller.

Marika Ramon aka Jasmine parked her vehicle carefully. Going to a new school began to bring back some memories but as long as she kept her ability in check she would have no problems. She shut off the cars ignition and hoisting her backpack she headed up to the school.

Guy Hero had been sitting in his office for about 3 hours now. He doesn't sleep much, but that really doesn't matter considering he lives on the roof of the school, in a tent made of giant's skin. He got up from his chair, which was also made out of giant's skin, and exited his office, making his way down to the front of the school.

Deep inside the schools boiler room there was a figure wearing a red cloak with only his glowing optics were seen from under the hood. Enginseer Matrx looked up at the clock 'the students should be arriving soon,' he thought to his self as he set back to work repairing the coffee maker.

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Mizn Tan-Erbo walked towards the school he easily navigated his way through the mass of students towards the front of the school.

Now, if the students wanted, they would be able to grab a map on the side to get to their first class, Math. As well as being the head of the school, Agiri was also the math teacher, so she poofed her way to the front of the Math class, with a briefcase in hand. She put it on the desk and opened it. "Oh, look, this thing won't open." She said, softly. She waited for a student to come to the front and threw it at him/her, so it could open. Surprisingly, it did.

"My name is Agiri Goshiki, class. I'm the owner of this school, and your Math teacher. Now, fill out these forms." She said, before throwing them at each of the students in her class. The form said:

Jasmine walked inside and began to get hit with the thoughts of others but shook them off. She saw the papers and grabbing a map saw the first class which was math. Heading inside she took a seat and went to fill out the form Agiri put in front of her.

Name:Jasmine
Age:19
Clubs:N/A Yet

Fo had to opt out on taking a map. She was too small to grab one. When she reached the door to he math class however she went back to her original style and then entered. She took the form
Name: Fo
Age: 18
Clubs: None

Mizn briefly looked over the map to the school quickly checking were his first class was he quickly headed to the math room. The Automaton caught the form and sat near the window and filled out the form.
Name: Mizn Tan-Erbo
Age: ?
Clubs: none

One walked in quietly and saw that his class was Math. Thing was, he never had a proper education as he was sorely created to kill a certain someone, but that was past that moment, and left him in a near century of trying to mourn for his fallen sister. Though, the whole idea that he was going to a math class, and that his name was One, he chuckled a bit at the thought before retaining his stoic persona. As he got to the math class, he jotted down on the form.

Name: One
Age: 98
Clubs: Workshop

The only reason he wrote down that certain club was that he wanted to take that time to figure out how to forge more swords, seeing that his own dragonbone sword (concealed in his jacket) was starting break.

Fo pulled herself onto her desk. Returning to her chibi form. She sat still looking like a doll.