Gentlemanvaultboy said
It was the sun that woke him up.Even in the morning the thing was bearing down on them like some sort of hateful eye, an eye that Jim felt was focusing all its attention on him. He didn't like the sun. It irritated his sensitive skin. Something about the chemicals had messed his genetics such that he could never get a tan, just a solid red burn and the possibility of cancer, but here it was actually a boon. The feelings of freezing and burning at the same time were so hard to reconcile that it was like a force start for his brain, waking him from cryosleep. He stared out of his icy prison, his view of the world distorted by the sheet of it covering his eyes. It was impossible to even blink, and he was chilled to the bone even as the light that filtered through the ice fried his body. He had to get out of here, fast, or else he could take irreparable. So Jim started moving. Not a lot, but with a body as malleable as his even the tightest of situations allowed for some movement. Say, into and out of small air pockets between the ice and his skin. It wasn't much, it could hardly even be seen were one to look at him from the outside, but any movement is enough for friction. Friction, in turn, creates heat. It's one of the things he'd learned in science class.Soon he felt icy wetness sliding over his body from the layer he had melted in the ice, what water didn't soak into his uniform pooling in around his shoes. It was enough room for him. Slowly he began to pull up his legs, up out of his shoes, sucking in his gut in order to fit them into the chest cavity of the ice outline. He pulled in his arms too, as well as his head, until he was compacted entirely into the chest area. It wasn't uncomfortable, even in this situation he had an amount of freedom.The last part was simple compared to steps one and two. He had been blasted mid turn, one arm thrown out to the side. He steadied himself, found the hole leading to that arm, and shoved his entire self into it. The ice outline, its center of gravity already strange from being propped up on Jims long spindly legs, tipped due to the extra weight and shattered into a million pieces on the roof. Jim rolled and flopped like a tumble weed, coming to rest in the refreshing shade of the roof access door.A trash can. He couldn't believe it. Almost done in by a trash can. He looked up and, for the first time, spotted the gas mask kid from before in the same situation. Pulling himself up on the wall he want inside to look for something. Rushing back out with the stairwell fire extinguisher Jim began carefully chipping the ice off of him. "I'm sorry." He said. "I'm so sorry for getting you into this. Oh good lord am I sorry."

Zed stared blankly into the sky. " Its not you should be apologizing. It should be the creator of those pain in the ass trash bin's." Zed waited for Jim to fully free him from the ice prison and stood to his feet dusting himself off. " We have to get to the bottom of these crazy kidnapping trash bins."

"I hear that." Jim replied. "If I find out who's responsible for this, I'm 'bout ready to crawl down their throat and give 'em an inside-out ass kickin!'" Jim quickly glanced down at his watch and let out a groan. Class had started without him. "Welp, now I am ready."

He made for the door, "C'mon. I'll bet anything that that weird locker had something to do with it." Then he stops, and turns back toward Zed as though he'd just remembers something. He bends down and extends his hand. "Name's Jim, by the way. Slim Jim Bacon."

Zed shook Jim's hand." Zed Meyers." He examines the roof. " Hey on the way to class maybe we could check the locker again." Zed states walking down the stairs towards the locker him and Jim was attacked by those other trash bins from earlier.

Ace shook his head "No just thinking about something." He heard the announcement "Well I guess we should head to the gym and see what's going on. "Come on I'll walk with you Faeya, I think some of are kind and are up to something, they normally gather up students when stuff like this happens. Wanna go investigate? Or do as told and go to the gym?" He smiled waiting to see what she picked up.

Slendy said
Zed shook Jim's hand." Zed Meyers." He examines the roof. " Hey on the way to class maybe we could check the locker again." Zed states walking down the stairs towards the locker him and Jim was attacked by those other trash bins from earlier.

"That's exactly what I was thinkin'. I swear I heard someone in there, and I think they were pulled, or thrown in there by a robot or something." Jim says as they pass a line of students headed for the auditorium. "Here, It was this one." He points out a locker near where they were taken and, not even thinking twice, slams the lock with the fire extinguisher to try and break it open.

Faeya smirked and said "let's investigate, like rebels." She giggled softly at the idea. She got up and smirked. "I wanna see what's going on without being in a room full of clueless people."

"Keep trying to bust the lock I'll buy us some time so a teacher wont discover us." Zed moves his hands in a circular motion spawning a tornado like force field around him , Jim and the locker. The gusts of wind surrounding them wasn't strong enough to suck people in towards it , but was only use to keep the teachers from getting to them quickly.

Ace smirked spinning the chair on it's back legs amazingly without falling he jumped up and began to walk towards the door. "Lets get going then, little miss rebel." He began to walk down the hallway, hoping his luck would keep the staff out of there hair while they searched the joint.

Three more hard strikes didn't seem to do any more to loosen the lock. "Thanks." He called back. He really didn't want any teacher catching him at this. Damaging school property? That could get him expelled, but he was sure there was someone in there. After a forth strike proved to do nothing, he took the extinguisher in both hands and stabbed it with all his might at the middle, beating in the door and forming an opening around the edge.

He put the fire extinguisher on the ground and squeezed his head into the small opening he'd created. "This ain't no normal locker." He said, his voice a muffled echo from with. "There's all sorts of doodads in here, like a big ol' metal arm and-" there's a spraying sound and Jim starts coughing as some sort of gas seeps from the hole. "Some sorta sprayer. Might be a poison or somethin'." He pulled his head from the opening, still hacking and waving a hand in front of his face. "But if someone was pulled in there they're long gone." He says, taking a deep breath.

*Double post*

"Its a type of gas?" Zed walked next to Jim."I can handle this." He exhaled and then inhaled the poisoned gas. He continued to inhale until all signs of the poison was gone. He coughed a few times. " Phew poison does not taste good at all. Try to get in there now Jim."

"Right." Jim said as he forced himself back into the hole, his body squishing as he pulled his entire torso in. "There's some sorta door in the floor. Hold on." The spraying sound is heard again. "Right, I get it. You get gassed, then this chute down here opens up and drops ya' somewhere." He pulls himself all the way into the locker and braces his feet on the door, pushing. After a second the door burst open with a load bang as Jim falls backwards, plugging the chute and smiling. "Toss me that fire extinguisher, would ya'?" he asks.

Roland nodded at the boy's response that perhaps the teachers were busy and that yeah, maybe a fight did break out which held them back from doing their jobs.

So he set about trying to kill time....

Roland was trying to occupy his mind until class started by thinking of all the things he has learned even before arriving at this school. There were very vivid memories which came back to him some sad, some happy, some that surprised himself that he frankly even remembered them. His daydreaming lasted minutes and then even an hour and eventually he came back to himself.

After opening his eyes and noticing that the teachers were way, way, way late, he started to worry that perhaps they were in trouble.

Thats when he heard a loud bang from somewhere nearby..

He decided he could afford to break the rules and decided to head out and find what that noise was all about.

About ten minutes later he found where he thought the noise was from and he only saw a guy with wind spinning around him and looking like he's talking to a locker.

Roland approached the guy, "Hey what do you think your doing?"

Coraline groggily woke up, finding herself staring at steel bars that were separating her from what appeared to be some kind of high tech laboratory. Her mind felt dull and slow, so she could only stare blankly at her surroundings while trying to figure out exactly what had happened. There had been that locker, and a hissing sound... and that freaking trash can. That right there was how people developed trust issues. Feeling more with it, she sat up, only to realize that she appeared to be in some sort of cage - and she wasn't the only one. Some other students were laying on the floor nearby her, all of them out cold. Coraline felt a slight chill go through her at the realization that she seemed to have found herself in the middle of some kind of mass kidnapping.

Shoving down a flicker of panic, she started looking around in search of something reflective, and hopefully big enough for her to fit through. Her eyes flickered to the cold steel ground she was laying on, but she could see straight away that it wasn't shiny enough for her to be able to access her dimension. The sudden sound of the mechanical whirring of a machine caused her to drop to the ground, screw her eyes shut, and try to remain as still as possible. She heard the sound stop, followed by a squeak of metal, and a soft thud. Coraline waited, heart pounding, until she was certain that whoever had been there had left, before opening her eyes. There was now another student in the cage. She spotted what could be a door, and crawled over it. From there she could see that the cage they were in was suspended in the air by something, and the whirring sound was probably the lift underneath the cage working. The door to the cage was locked, as she'd sort of figured. In her head, she went over a possible escape idea. It seemed that the cage was opened when another student was placed into it, and she could attempt to overpower who or what put them in there to get out. However, she didn't exactly think she would be able to do that quietly, so instead, she went to examine the lock further, to see if she might be able to pick it or not.

Gentlemanvaultboy said
"Right." Jim said as he forced himself back into the hole, his body squishing as he pulled his entire torso in. "There's some sorta door in the floor. Hold on." The spraying sound is heard again. "Right, I get it. You get gassed, then this chute down here opens up and drops ya' somewhere." He pulls himself all the way into the locker and braces his feet on the door, pushing. After a second the door burst open with a load bang as Jim falls backwards, plugging the chute and smiling. "Toss me that fire extinguisher, would ya'?" he asks.

Zed grabs the extinguisher tosses it at Jim." Here you go!" He started to crack his knuckles.

Gareth said
Roland nodded at the boy's response that perhaps the teachers were busy and that yeah, maybe a fight did break out which held them back from doing their jobs. So he set about trying to kill time....Roland was trying to occupy his mind until class started by thinking of all the things he has learned even before arriving at this school. There were very vivid memories which came back to him some sad, some happy, some that surprised himself that he frankly even remembered them. His daydreaming lasted minutes and then even an hour and eventually he came back to himself. After opening his eyes and noticing that the teachers were way, way, way late, he started to worry that perhaps they were in trouble. Thats when he heard a loud bang from somewhere nearby.. He decided he could afford to break the rules and decided to head out and find what that noise was all about. About ten minutes later he found where he thought the noise was from and he only saw a guy with wind spinning around him and looking like he's talking to a locker. Roland approached the guy, "Hey what do you think your doing?"

"Jim." Zed says pointing to the locker."Thinks someone is stuck down there and were trying to find out if someone really is."

"Thank you kindly." Jim says, catching the extinguisher and hugging it close to his chest. Then he lifts his legs straight up in the air, relaxes his muscles and, with a *fwoomf*, disappears down the chute.

Kara freezes when someone talks suddenly. He has been caught coming late, again.Getting any more notifications from teachers or hallguards won't do any good for his numbers. And he needs to graduate. By his age, he shouldn't be in high school anymore, but ever since he got his Magical Girl powers, studying was left to sidelines, leading to his expulsion from his old school. Kara though it wouldn't be big problem since he had learned most of the stuff already, and he was now a Magical Girl, so getting graduation diploma from school wouldn't matter much. But after realizing being Magical Girl does not bring food to table and eBuy profits depend too much on luck, he needed to get a job. And getting a job is really hard if you don't have graduation diploma. That's the reason Kara enrolled to LibertyVille High School. And now he was going to get another marking for tardiness.

"Oh, no, I'm just fine. Dandy even. These new experimental trash bins seem to malfunction though. But the idea is great. Trash can that picks up the trash itself. Wonderful." Karas muffled sound comes from the trash bin as he is still upside down in it, his feet dangling in air casually. He sways to side to side lightly, eventually tipping the trash can over. After some rolling and huffing, he manages to raise in sitting and to his feet from there.

"Aah, all better now. Now I shall continue to my class, which I'm not late for." Kara says to Akiza, though facing to wrong direction as the trash can is still covering his head and the metallic arm holding his hands against his body. Maybe the hallguard does not recognize him and still can sneak to class without getting caught. Kara takes few staggering steps before walking forward more confidently. He bumps into a wall four steps later.

"Apologizes." Kara then turns 90 degrees and wobbles forward, hitting other wall.

Roland was shocked at the fellow's reply. Somebody's stuck 'down there'? It's a locker, so if they were stuck in it all you need to do is open it and they can step out right? He was confused and wanted to take a better look at the inside of the locker.

He then noticed an opening at the edge of the locker door. This intrigued Roland and he peered into the opening, but only saw darkness. He turned to the fellow again and asked, "What else should I know about this locker? I want to know all I can because I plan to go in there and save anybody that might be stuck down there."

Gareth said
Roland was shocked at the fellow's reply. He was confused and wanted to take a better look at the inside of the locker. He then noticed an opening at the edge of the locker door. This intrigued Roland and he peered into the opening, but only saw darkness. He turned to the fellow again and asked, "What else should I know about this locker? I want to know all I can because I plan to go in there and save anybody that might be stuck down there."

Zed moves Roland out the way and put one foot into the locker." Your guess is as good as mines." Zed then jumps into the locker and disappears down the chute after Jim.