"Tri Sout please report to the front office. Tri Sout please report to the front office." The intercom went off, Bunny(Tri) got up and left the room, maths. "Maybe setting the trash can on fire wasn't a bad thing." said Tri bitterly, hearing a few students snicker behind her back as she left the room.

Perona sighed, watching the older student get called to the office for the umpteenth time. She seriously wasn't impressed by the teen's audacity, vandalizing school property. Letting Tri leave her mind, the black haired girl let out a low groan as she returned to and tried to solve the current math problem.

Raph, was in remedial math class, something that he needed in order to get a "great job." Ugh, x to the power of 2 and y=mc something.... Why can't I just learn the good stuff? Like how much my next paycheck from Theatre is gunna be? He shook his head and then he heard someone leaving, muttering about lighting a trash can on fire. Raph snickered. good stunt kid good stunt.

Then he saw a girl sigh that he never really noticed before. @RiverMaiden He got out of his desk and walked over to hers as she was staring at the paper he said, "Whatcha need math for? You look smart enough to me."

@Gareth

The black-haired girl recognized the male's approach, and snickered when he said she was smart. "If I was smart, I wouldn't be here." Perona replied, looking over the teen and noticing that she didn't know him. She held out her fist for a fistbump. "Name's Perona, what's yours?"

Tri got to the front Office, but right before she could open the door, it opened and Tri got knocked down by a girl with cyber headphones @Rusalka

@TriBunny @Framing A Moose



For as long as people have been attending this school, there was one rule the knew well, and if you violated this rule, you only had yourself to blame for the wrath you would incur from the girl with a shark's grin, a personality about as charming as a praying mantis in a Waffen SS uniform, and a rap sheet that was about a mile wide...and not just from the school either.

Erza was in her usual place every morning, sitting in the chair in front of the principal's desk while the bald, fat douchebag griped and yelled at her over getting into a fight with some loser chick, a fight that resulted in some serious damage to the classroom. And as usual, she just sat there with a twisted grin on her face exposing her sharp, jagged teeth, snickering as if showing some idiot his worst nightmares was just a joke to her. Well...it was. It didn't help either that her headphones were on blaring insanely loud and definitely brutal death metal.

Once the ass chewing was over, she was out the door flipping the principal off, but she didn't get too far before whacking some poor nerd in the face with the door.

"Oi! Watch it, shit for brains! You fucking blind or something fuckwit?!" She glared down at the girl...before realizing...

Her vicious snarl soon became an ill snicker as she looked down at Bunny, wolfen yellow eyes gleaming incessantly...evil...

If there is a god, he has an ugly grudge against his shitty ass.

Alexander Peirce, a.k.a Alex, ran wildly in plaid PJ bottoms, a pair of cackling white sandles, and a loose purple jacket that hung over a blue tee. He didn't want to admit it but today isn't his day.
Today, he was the prime definition of shit. "Crap." A swift gaze of his watch made him take quicker and sharper swerves through the maze-like hallways. Screw Math. Damn Ms. Fletcher. Damn everything. "God, I'm so late." Why even bother running? Big deal, you'll just get a tardy slip, right? Yah, but this is Ms. Fletcher, she is something else. That woman is not human, she is the spawn of satan. As he skidded on and about, he nearly collided with a girl around the corner, "Shit! Sorry!" He yelled. Without looking back, he continued running.
With Ms. Fletcher, you'll think twice about being tardy. (I didn't get the memo, apparently.) With every frackin minute that passes, she adds an assignment. And another, until you have arrived. He has enough homework to deal with already, there's no need to make a replica of Mount. Everest back at home. Ugh. A mountain of paper work. Of math.

Ugh, just no.

Freakin' cannibalistic witch is gonna have a go with him. With one final turn, he had found his class. "Room 667." He gripped onto the handle and tore the door.

@Rusalka "Well! Someone didn't have there morning coffee, Cyber-girl!" Cried Bunny pulling a shit-eating grin on her face while she pushed the other girl out of her way. "You called Mr." The principal's voice cried out cheerfully, "Yes, I did miss. Sout, now about the battle of the bands you had asked for Venice (Yes I chose Venice) high, will you be kind as to explain?" The voilet haired teen nodded, happy she wasn't getting into trouble again.

Raph frowned as the girl snickered at him. Heh, not smart huh. Fooled me. Maybe i'm not the only kid here taking remedial math. What else do I not know about the others here I wonder? Then her voice drew him out of his thoughts

@Gareth

"Name's Perona, what's yours?"

She asked him and Raphs eyes widened slightly as he held out her fist to him. Awkwardly he touched his fist to hers. It was new to him this fist touching.

"My name is Raph and I'm here even though math isn't my thing. But I'm sure it can help with life." He said plainly.

Then he remembered what he was told before he even got to math class Keep a close eye on the other students. Report back to me what you find as soon as you can slip away. He asked why and got... Look here Ya little Runt! There is a reason an order is an order and I give the orders and your lucky I dont make you pay for questioning me! Now get the job done boy!

Needless to say he left in a hurry and he knew he could not fail in his task.

@TriBunny

Oh....

To say that Erza was a little bit pissed off would be an understatement. After running into her...supposed...arch nemesis, the girl was seething with rage, especially after being shoved aside by that bunny-eared emo twat like she was nothing. How dare Bunny defy the Goddess of Metal!

Erza, with murderous intentions in her gleaming yellow eyes, she was about to rip the door off its hinges and mutilate the bitch right in front of the principal, but a pause as she heard...quite the interesting conversation on the other end. She leaned in closer cocking an eyebrow. "Hmmm....Battle of the Bands?" Erza pondered aloud to herself, ear pressed to the hard wood of the door eavesdropping. "That....that twat-stick has a band? What the fuck?" The very notion itself was an offense to her, Erza already feeling the urge to just barge in and rip the little skank in half. She resumed listening in, all the while grinding her teeth in paroxysm. "Like Hell she's gonna win this war! Erza Thorne will crush that putrid cockroach and her emo gutterfags! The Goddess of Metal will NEVER BE DEFEATED!!"\m/>o<\m/ Wildly the metalhead cackled, perhaps too loud but she didn't care. Come the Battle of the Bands....she was gonna destroy Bunny.

She whipped out her phone, about to text her other bandmates and give 'em the lowdown, but....as it turned out one of them was on their way to the school....and wouldn't be happy to see Erza.

"Uh-oh.... I forgot that bald fucktard Mr. Simmons called her.... I'm fucked." Audibly Erza gulped.

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Elsewhere outside the school, a jet black '69 Camaro screamed into the school parking lot, cutting donuts before screeching to a halt in a parking space, Metal Militia cranked up to an insanely high volume blaring from the car speakers all over the school grounds, the signal to Erza....that death had arrived.

A girl, no older than eighteen years and wearing a slightly dingy Burger World uniform spattered with grease and ketchup, emerged from the black muscle car, slamming the driver side door with a scowl that could only spell doom for whoever she was after. She cracked her knuckles, a determination to kick somebody's ass, but whose exactly? Why....her darling little sister of course, having caused more shit for Evelyn to deal with.

Without a pause, Evelyn stormed up to the front door of the school, kicking it wide open and scaring some students in the hallway, releasing a vicious cry of malice,

"ERZA!!!!!! YOU'RE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE YOU PSYCHO BITCH!!!!"

To say that Lammy didn't get along with Erza would be an understatement. An extreme understatement. Lammy hated the psychopathic bitch with a passion. If she ever got the chance to kill her, she would. In fact, trying to do exactly that was what ended her up in the office. You see, Erza quite enjoyed pissing people off, but Lammy didn't really appreciate her enthusiasm towards the activity, especially when Lammy herself was the victim. It was at the end of history class, and everyone had left except for Erza and Lammy, including the teacher, Mr. Lemmings, who had needed to print something. Erza had said something, now forgotten by Lammy, which was what set everything in motion. It all went too fast for Lammy to remember much. There was a lot of blood. And her fists were sore. Other than that, it was a big blur. Anyway, the principle had decided that it'd be best to talk to the two of them separately, Lammy going first, then Erza. When it was Erza's turn, Lammy marched into the bathroom, which was right outside the principle's office. She did her business, before exiting, only to see Erza on her phone. Lammy went back into the bathroom and came back out with a wet, wadded up paper towel. Without a word, she launched the projectile at Erza, a coy smile on her face.

@Rusalka

Hank was walking through the halls, not really feeling like going to math at this moment in time. It wasn't like he was ever going to use it anyways, how often will he need to use numbers for anything? As he continued his course down the hall, he absentmindedly bumped into and knocked over a random student. He kept walking, not even stopping to help the student up or apologize. If they can't even get off the ground under their own power, then they were going to get knocked back down by someone else anyway.

Reaching his destination, his locker, the apathetic blond opened the door and pulled out a pair of spiked headphones, placing them on his head as a certain kind of music started to be faintly heard from the parking lot. He seriously didn't want to deal with this right now, but he guessed that it was much more important than some math class. Walking towards the front hallway, he heard the front door burst open. Damn, that girl can scream. He walked out into sight, giving Evelyn a slow nod. His silent version of 'What's up?'

@Rusalka

@Framing A Moose@ianzerep

Right as she turned her attention to the beastly roar of her sister coming to kick her ass....that's when it hit Erza right in the face. A nasty glob of wet paper smacked her hard in the nose, sending a deluge of liquid all across her face....and inciting a flame in her eyes. A vicious, clawed hand reached forward and yanked away the wet paper that was clinging to her face, revealing underneath a bloodthirsty glare aimed dead center...at the dead bitch, "LAMMY!"

Erza wasted no time. She leaped through the air like a lioness pouncing on a poor, defenseless gazelle, ready to rip its throat out with her teeth in such a primal, gory fashion, about the same thing Erza was gonna do to this cheeky fucking bitch. Her claws were out, her sharp, glinting teeth barred as she snarled like a rabid pitbull pouncing on Lammy. But before a blow could connect to the pink haired cunt...

....she caught her.

Suddenly something grabbed Erza by the neck, an all too familiar aggression that yanked her backwards and sent her flying down the hall....and smashing into a trashcan outside the principal's office.

She looked up, bleary eyed for a moment, the rage coursing through her body to murder someone brutally, but....that all changed way too quickly when she realized the person who stopped her.... was Evelyn.

"Oh balls...! Uh...h-hey sissy!" Erza gulped, a face once so full of bitter malice and insane discord...now a dumbfounded, slightly...no definitely terrified grin towards the brutal woman towering over her, eyes blazing with the fires of Hell. So much for a happy family reunion she thought, especially when Evelyn reached down and yanked Erza up by her shirt, face to face with her no good, delinquent little sister.

Erza always said she feared no one. What a lie that was.

"Do you have ANY IDEA of the shit you're in, Erza? HUH?!" Evelyn growled gritting her teeth, her grasp tightening ever intensely on Erza's shirt. Thank God, Satan, or whoever it wasn't her neck Ev had in a death grip. "Thanks to you, I have to pull a double shift tonight or else I don't get paid! So who the fuck did you murder this time?!"

Erza gulped again, frantically shaking her head, "N-n-nobody sissy! T-that bitch tried to start shit with me, so I taught her a lesson, ya know! She deserved to have her ass kicked!"

Evelyn looked over her shoulder at the girl Erza pointed to with a trembling finger, a heated glare cast to the student, before dropping Erza to the floor with a thud and turning to her, cracking her knuckles. "So...you're the one picking fights with my little sister. Got a problem, shit for brains? I'm already pissed off I had to leave work early, and my boss is probably gonna dock my pay for it. So, how bout you get on your hands and fucking knees and start apologizing, because I'm about to kick the living fuck out of your sorry ass." And she damn well meant it.

"Yo Hank!" She hollered over to her bandmate. "Got a camera or something? I wanna film this bitch getting her ass beat so I can cherish it later!"

@Rusalka@Framing A Moose

The blond raised an eyebrow at his band leader, wondering what the hell the older teen was screaming about now. The girl had just thrown her sister across the hallway at a trash can, then turned her anger at a different target. It was always something with the two psychos, whether it's a fight, a boy, an argument, and sometimes just the existence of others. They were weird like that, but he wasn't complaining. Their shenanigans made life seem a little less dull. Looking at the new unwilling victim, Hank nearly vocally sighed as he saw Lammy as the perpetrator. She was only a cut lower than the sisters, having her own peculiarities the set her as different from others. She wasn't all that bad, unless she's punching you, then she's an asshole. Shrugging at Evelyn, Hank rummaged through his pocket, and pulled out a phone with an HD camera on it. Turning it on, he gave the teen a thumbs up, his face entirely neutral at the whole set-up, as if he's had to deal with their shit a hundred times before.

@IAMAROBOT@Gareth

Right after the male, Raph, gave her his name, he near instantly bolted from the classroom, earning the teacher's ire that became doubly apparent as a late male student came into the classroom. Poor guy. Returning to her work, Perona sighed as the numbers stared back at her. The black-haired girl raised her hand, asking to go to the bathroom. Ms. Fletcher allowed it, and Perona left the room, only to go in the opposite direction of the bathrooms. Fuck it. She probably got half of the answers wrong anyway.

@RiverMaiden@ianzerep@Rusalka@Framing A Moose

Raph headed straight out of the classroom as the flashback from earlier bothered him, or pissed him off rather. Why does his voice always pop in my head? This isn't normal, this is crazy... I need fresh air badly.

He stormed out of the classroom and headed straight out of the school for some badly needed fresh air.

He got to the parking lot, and was floored in shock. The hell is this?! I see Erza and some girl who looks like Erza looking like they want to kill some other girl over here and Hank is just video taping this like its some kind of joke...

He walked up to the group put a hand on hank's shoulder, "Hank shut that camera off..."

"Erza chill it."

"Erza clone-you walk away."

"Other girl, you are in the wrong place wrong time, just walk out of here..."

@Rusalka Well luckily Tri got her convo finished before the Older sister made her move on the poor girl! "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO LA- Oh HI!" Said Tri realising the person she was talking to was NOT Ezra. "Wow! Not only ONE psycho but TWO! My life just keeps getting better and better!" Said Tri grabbing the second thing her hand touched which happened to be Raph @Gareth and threw him towards the girl. What she didn't know was she electrocuted him which electrocuted Evelyn as Tri grabbed Lammy's hand and darted down the hall, the principal Calling out "Tri!"

Humanity has, for the longest time, survived through fear. Fear has told us what not to do, whether it be getting to close to a cliff, to throwing oneself into the arms of a grizzly bear. But Lammy has never actually felt this crutial feeling. She wasn't emparred in any other emotion, in fact she felt all the others to the extreme, especially anger. She just couldn't feel fear. And as Lammy stood there, staring up at the angry big sister of her nemesis, a girl who she knew was terrifying, yet was not terrified by, she knew with every fiber of her being that she could lose, that she was not invincible, and yet when the lightning girl tugged on her hand urging her to leave, she simply pulled her hand away. "Sorry Bun," she said, glancing towards Tri, "I don't run. You know that." she then turned her eyes back to Evelyn, raising her fists. "Just punch me already. I prefer actions over words."

@Framing A Moose Tri rolled her eyes. Of course, she knew that! Just because they didn't talk much didn't mean Tri didn't know her fellow classmate! Rolling her eyes she yelled at the girl "Yes I know! But do tell me you have SOME sanity in your bones, Lamora!" Tri didn't care what she said, she was going to get her out of there before she got hurt. Lammy may be strong, but she doesn't know the danger she has just put herself in... and Tri didn't know if she was ready to go down with her...