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It's not what it looksyou're a creative sort; this might keep you amused for a bit.
And don't think you're off the hook woman -_-
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And don't think you're off the hook woman -_-
Dervish said
FAN FIC PART... 3?
I would if I could come up with a decent part 3 plot...
WittyReference said
S'why you're my favourite. Don't tell Cairo.
This mother fucker right here said what.........
and in other news... im bored.
Eh... give me an extra few hours peeps! I'll have a new fanfic post! :D.
Just had a really shitty night, so it will be held off for a bit... But be sure I'll come up with something enjoyable for you all!
P.S. I still want to know the new peeps joining so I dont throw them in, at the last second...
Just had a really shitty night, so it will be held off for a bit... But be sure I'll come up with something enjoyable for you all!
P.S. I still want to know the new peeps joining so I dont throw them in, at the last second...
Dipper said
Nice, hah...Listen, thank you guys for being awesome. I migt not be able to post in the IC, but do you guys mind if I keep in contact with the OoC?
Agreed! We're not going anywhere bud!
And I'm trying to think up of the next chapter post... i managed to figure out the main event in the story, but i'm kinda stumped for the next part >_>
Took awhile but I got the achievements back. I also changed them to ps3 achievements cuz I couldn't find the 360 one I liked....
Dipper I'm so sorry, just hang in there alright? The fanfic is still here to read to brighten a day (hopefully). Speaking of.... here is part 1 of season 2! (Last one was the prologue as the orginal prologue was lost, if i ever find the old cache i'd post it up...)
DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY.
"Dammit Mufasa can't I just skip this ONE day..." Sion pleaded with his older brother as they neared the school. "No." He simply responded, keeping his eyes focused on the road. It was a nice beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, lawn mowers were running over flip flops. It was the perfect morning... and Sion just wanted to stay in bed. Fuck, school. And mornings. "Please~?" He whined. "No." "Oh come on Mufa-" "If you ask one more bloody time, so help me God Sion-" "Fine, geez..." The younger brother pouted, tying his mane in a ponytail and adjusting his kangol slightly. Mufasa drove the car into the school's parking lot, and Sion stepped out. "I'll remember this." He said as he closed the door, walking away from the car. "Good." Mufasa responded as he drove the car away. As Sion walked by a group of girls hanging around a car, they attempted to talk to him. "Hay, Sion, did your brother drive you today?" "He's too old for you Silvia Sarahman, stop asking." The khajiit quickly spat out as he kept on walking by, making the girl pout and cross her arms.
As he kept walking, the sound of a bike revving up caught the attention of his ears. Just the sound, he couldn't see the bike, but he knew who was coming up to him. His "favorite" argonian slowly drove the motorcycle next to Sion, who kept his face forward and stoic. "Hey Sion... did big brother drop off his baby bro to school today? Aww..." Blade mocked Sion, grinning all the while. "Piss off Godzilla, I'm in no mood." Sion cursed, still facing forward. Blade began to slowly circle around Sion as he kept walking. "Tsk tsk, that's no way to treat a friend..." "Look, shouldn't you be in class or stalking Thyra or something, I'm late, and you're making me later to class." Blade stopped circling around Sion, but continued to ride next to him. "Early lunch break. I need a favor later during fifth period. I'll text you during the break before. You mind?" "I agree to nothing until you tell me. No promises." Sion ended the conversation as he arrived at the steps of the school, pushing through the double doors. Blade stopped the bike and stared as the khajiit entered the building. "Damn who pissed in his oatmeal this morning?" The argonian thought to himself.
Sion practically rushed down the halls of the school, angry and annoyed. Like a skinny bull, he shoved people aside to get to his second period class: Professor Gorzath's Mortician and Home Ec. Eventually he arrived in the class room, making many heads turn including the orc proffesor. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm late professor, I apologize." Sion rushed out as he sat down at a desk. Gorzath only held his own head, sighing and shaking it in dismay. "...I'll let it slide Sion. Today class is going to be shortened since I have...plans today. I have to go buy groceries for the class this week..." Gorzath started to smirk to himself. "Yes, that's right... groceries... ahem. Anyway, we're skipping the anatomy of roadkill today and we're going to have a little experiment on pie baking. Everyone else has a partner already except for Rachel Tice, so she's going to be your partner." Gorzath stated. Sion's eyes widened as he slowly turned his head to the messy red haired girl, who was sniffing up her expired nasonex. With an obnoxious cheery tune consisting of nothing but "La la la"s, she moved from her seat and sat next to Sion. He slowly turned his head forward and glared in agony. Then, she opened her mouth to speak. "Shut. The Fuck Up, Rachel Tice." Sion hissed. In actuality, she was going to ask Gorzath a question, but Sion shut her down.
"Okay class, now, we're going to make Chess pie... follow what I do exactly... don't fall behind okay or you may mess up. First, be sure to wash your hands." Gorzath instructed. All of the students followed his example and washed their hands. "Okay good, and then..." He said as he suddenly pulled out an assortment of ingredients. With lightning fast hand movement, he began to insert, beat, mix, boil, and swerve everything on the table into a bowl or pan. All of the students tried to copy his ludicrously fast animations, but most if not ALL of the students had no idea what they were seeing or doing, causing them to go into mass hysteria. Food was flying, seasoning was flying, bowls and utensils were flying everywhere, hell you name it, it flew. Rachel Tice was having an asthma attack trying to copy Gorzath, who stayed clean and concentrated as he was making his pie, while Sion did nothing but sit there glaring straight ahead covered in flour. In about five minutes, Gorzath had finished baking the perfect chess pie; putting on his oven mitts and delicately taking the pie out of the oven. He placed it on the table in front of him. "Now, we're finished! So, how did everyone do?" The orc asked. The students were tired, scattered, and injured; some were laid out on the floor, on the desk, even on the ceiling lights. Except Sion. "Take me to the king..." "Professor... how?" "I don't think the pie came out right..." "I didn't even get the dough in the pan!" "MY LEG!" Came from the students. "Good!" Gorzath cheered as he clapped his hands together. "Now, class is dismissed, everyone out. Out, out, out." He shooed his students out of the room. When Sion approached the door he halted him. "I'll speak to you later Sion. Now go!" The orc said as he shoved the khajiit out the door.
The orc professor locked the door when the last student left, closing the shades to the windows. Quickly and suspiciously, he pranced over to one of the morgue coffin drawer things that held dead bodies. He slid one open, revealing a still living body. The woman inside it shot up, gasping for air. "Darling! thanks for finally letting me out of there... I couldn't breath!" Liza Minnelli exclaimed as Gorzath helped her out of the coffin, holding her in his arms. But not exactly in a romantic way as she had vertigo. "My apologies, my Goddess. I had to teach the runts how to bake a pie..." He slowly cooed in her ear. Liza Minnelli giggled. "Oh I just love a man who could bake..." She sighed. "Would you.. care for a sample?" Gorzath smirked as he and Liza Minnelli hopped on the table with the pie Gorzath made. The orc grabbed a piece and slowly brought it to her mouth; her taking a bite. "MMM! DELICIOUS DARLING!" She shouted in pleasure. "There's more where that came from..." He said staring into her eyes. And then the two started to ravish each other on the table with pie like two animals in heat.
Sion dragged himself down the hall, coming to his locker. Taking out his keys, he opened it up to grab the textbook for his next class early so he wouldn't have to come back again later. As he did, Belle clasping one of her books to her chest and a new girl approached him. "Good morning Sion." Belle said with a smile. Sion looked at her with the same look of disdain he had all day today and shut the locker. "...Bad morning I assume?" She asked, her smile faded. He simply nodded. "I'm sorry... but well, since we are on the Student Council Committee... I had to come find you. This is Louisa May Algentuck, a new transfer student." Belle introduced the girl. She gave a shy hello as Sion glared at her. "...You and I are assigned to tour her around school today." Belle said smiling. "So be, nice." She added, although this time the smile seemed more... threatening. Nevertheless, Sion's face remain unchanged. "...We get to skip third period and part of four." "Let's make moves then." Sion said as he began to walk away, Belle and new girl Louisa May Algentuck following behind.
And so, Sion, Belle, and new girl Louisa May Algentuck were off on a tour of the school. Yay!
DAWN OF THE FIRST DAY.
"Dammit Mufasa can't I just skip this ONE day..." Sion pleaded with his older brother as they neared the school. "No." He simply responded, keeping his eyes focused on the road. It was a nice beautiful day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, lawn mowers were running over flip flops. It was the perfect morning... and Sion just wanted to stay in bed. Fuck, school. And mornings. "Please~?" He whined. "No." "Oh come on Mufa-" "If you ask one more bloody time, so help me God Sion-" "Fine, geez..." The younger brother pouted, tying his mane in a ponytail and adjusting his kangol slightly. Mufasa drove the car into the school's parking lot, and Sion stepped out. "I'll remember this." He said as he closed the door, walking away from the car. "Good." Mufasa responded as he drove the car away. As Sion walked by a group of girls hanging around a car, they attempted to talk to him. "Hay, Sion, did your brother drive you today?" "He's too old for you Silvia Sarahman, stop asking." The khajiit quickly spat out as he kept on walking by, making the girl pout and cross her arms.
As he kept walking, the sound of a bike revving up caught the attention of his ears. Just the sound, he couldn't see the bike, but he knew who was coming up to him. His "favorite" argonian slowly drove the motorcycle next to Sion, who kept his face forward and stoic. "Hey Sion... did big brother drop off his baby bro to school today? Aww..." Blade mocked Sion, grinning all the while. "Piss off Godzilla, I'm in no mood." Sion cursed, still facing forward. Blade began to slowly circle around Sion as he kept walking. "Tsk tsk, that's no way to treat a friend..." "Look, shouldn't you be in class or stalking Thyra or something, I'm late, and you're making me later to class." Blade stopped circling around Sion, but continued to ride next to him. "Early lunch break. I need a favor later during fifth period. I'll text you during the break before. You mind?" "I agree to nothing until you tell me. No promises." Sion ended the conversation as he arrived at the steps of the school, pushing through the double doors. Blade stopped the bike and stared as the khajiit entered the building. "Damn who pissed in his oatmeal this morning?" The argonian thought to himself.
Sion practically rushed down the halls of the school, angry and annoyed. Like a skinny bull, he shoved people aside to get to his second period class: Professor Gorzath's Mortician and Home Ec. Eventually he arrived in the class room, making many heads turn including the orc proffesor. "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm late professor, I apologize." Sion rushed out as he sat down at a desk. Gorzath only held his own head, sighing and shaking it in dismay. "...I'll let it slide Sion. Today class is going to be shortened since I have...plans today. I have to go buy groceries for the class this week..." Gorzath started to smirk to himself. "Yes, that's right... groceries... ahem. Anyway, we're skipping the anatomy of roadkill today and we're going to have a little experiment on pie baking. Everyone else has a partner already except for Rachel Tice, so she's going to be your partner." Gorzath stated. Sion's eyes widened as he slowly turned his head to the messy red haired girl, who was sniffing up her expired nasonex. With an obnoxious cheery tune consisting of nothing but "La la la"s, she moved from her seat and sat next to Sion. He slowly turned his head forward and glared in agony. Then, she opened her mouth to speak. "Shut. The Fuck Up, Rachel Tice." Sion hissed. In actuality, she was going to ask Gorzath a question, but Sion shut her down.
"Okay class, now, we're going to make Chess pie... follow what I do exactly... don't fall behind okay or you may mess up. First, be sure to wash your hands." Gorzath instructed. All of the students followed his example and washed their hands. "Okay good, and then..." He said as he suddenly pulled out an assortment of ingredients. With lightning fast hand movement, he began to insert, beat, mix, boil, and swerve everything on the table into a bowl or pan. All of the students tried to copy his ludicrously fast animations, but most if not ALL of the students had no idea what they were seeing or doing, causing them to go into mass hysteria. Food was flying, seasoning was flying, bowls and utensils were flying everywhere, hell you name it, it flew. Rachel Tice was having an asthma attack trying to copy Gorzath, who stayed clean and concentrated as he was making his pie, while Sion did nothing but sit there glaring straight ahead covered in flour. In about five minutes, Gorzath had finished baking the perfect chess pie; putting on his oven mitts and delicately taking the pie out of the oven. He placed it on the table in front of him. "Now, we're finished! So, how did everyone do?" The orc asked. The students were tired, scattered, and injured; some were laid out on the floor, on the desk, even on the ceiling lights. Except Sion. "Take me to the king..." "Professor... how?" "I don't think the pie came out right..." "I didn't even get the dough in the pan!" "MY LEG!" Came from the students. "Good!" Gorzath cheered as he clapped his hands together. "Now, class is dismissed, everyone out. Out, out, out." He shooed his students out of the room. When Sion approached the door he halted him. "I'll speak to you later Sion. Now go!" The orc said as he shoved the khajiit out the door.
The orc professor locked the door when the last student left, closing the shades to the windows. Quickly and suspiciously, he pranced over to one of the morgue coffin drawer things that held dead bodies. He slid one open, revealing a still living body. The woman inside it shot up, gasping for air. "Darling! thanks for finally letting me out of there... I couldn't breath!" Liza Minnelli exclaimed as Gorzath helped her out of the coffin, holding her in his arms. But not exactly in a romantic way as she had vertigo. "My apologies, my Goddess. I had to teach the runts how to bake a pie..." He slowly cooed in her ear. Liza Minnelli giggled. "Oh I just love a man who could bake..." She sighed. "Would you.. care for a sample?" Gorzath smirked as he and Liza Minnelli hopped on the table with the pie Gorzath made. The orc grabbed a piece and slowly brought it to her mouth; her taking a bite. "MMM! DELICIOUS DARLING!" She shouted in pleasure. "There's more where that came from..." He said staring into her eyes. And then the two started to ravish each other on the table with pie like two animals in heat.
Sion dragged himself down the hall, coming to his locker. Taking out his keys, he opened it up to grab the textbook for his next class early so he wouldn't have to come back again later. As he did, Belle clasping one of her books to her chest and a new girl approached him. "Good morning Sion." Belle said with a smile. Sion looked at her with the same look of disdain he had all day today and shut the locker. "...Bad morning I assume?" She asked, her smile faded. He simply nodded. "I'm sorry... but well, since we are on the Student Council Committee... I had to come find you. This is Louisa May Algentuck, a new transfer student." Belle introduced the girl. She gave a shy hello as Sion glared at her. "...You and I are assigned to tour her around school today." Belle said smiling. "So be, nice." She added, although this time the smile seemed more... threatening. Nevertheless, Sion's face remain unchanged. "...We get to skip third period and part of four." "Let's make moves then." Sion said as he began to walk away, Belle and new girl Louisa May Algentuck following behind.
And so, Sion, Belle, and new girl Louisa May Algentuck were off on a tour of the school. Yay!
Irritating sounds were coming from outside Djhango's window. He rolled over out bed and groaned as he slowly woke up. He rubbed his eyes before looking down at himself, still in his clothes from the night before as well his real form. Like a tired, grumpy old man, he slowly walked to the window, raising the hood over his head and leapt out on the ledge once more; his eyes still groggy from his interrupted slumber. Again he dug his talons into the ledge, and perched as he looked down to see what on earth woke him up. Something was going on in the garden, a group of students by a fountain. This was what the yelling was about? Just them, and they woke him up? His right eye twitched as he stared down at the scene motionless, but half-asleep.
Then things became quite the show. A minotaur began to charge at a few of the students, then a student seemingly stabbed another, and then Djhango decided this was all too bloody early for him to be happening right now. He wondered if the girl was alright when the other student had performed that technique and said student who took down the Minotaur was one Djhango wanted to stay away from, but he continued to watch on until the show was over for sure. Pay attention to who's around you and keep an eye on them if need be. But once this finished, he was going to roll back into his room and get something to eat because he certainly was beginning to hunger...
Then things became quite the show. A minotaur began to charge at a few of the students, then a student seemingly stabbed another, and then Djhango decided this was all too bloody early for him to be happening right now. He wondered if the girl was alright when the other student had performed that technique and said student who took down the Minotaur was one Djhango wanted to stay away from, but he continued to watch on until the show was over for sure. Pay attention to who's around you and keep an eye on them if need be. But once this finished, he was going to roll back into his room and get something to eat because he certainly was beginning to hunger...
sorry for not posting, but i got to admit, i am a bit lost as to what to exactly post... was going to type up something about the garden thing going on, but I'm not sure if it would be going on outside of my character's window...
SURPRISE. (P.S. You guys might hate me for something in this post, but I needed to find SOME kind of music to go with it and that was the first result I got >_>)
Introducing: Sion & Siblings.
"...ion." A voice whispered in his ear gently, as he slept in his bed. "...Sion..." It whispered again, causing his ear to flicker. He groaned and rolled on his side away from the voice. "....WAKE UP!" The voice boomed in his ear, causing the khajiit to scream and shoot up in fear, grabbing his blanket tightly. Shenzi was laughing hysterically on the floor as Sion began to grind his teeth. Grabbing his pillow, he smacked his sister with it. "Ahaha, worth it~ Come on, get out of bed and get dressed, breakfast is getting ready scaredy cat~" She sang as she skipped out of the room, the second she closed the door behind her a pillow hit said door. Sion cursed and laid back in his bed, pulling the covers over his head. "...Just five more minutes... I'm not ready to go yet..."
Five minutes turned into twenty, and Sion eventually made his way down the stairs and into the large kitchen, wearing his dress shoes, pants, and shirt with the most miserable expression on his face. All of his siblings were in the kitchen. "Looks like Death's finally arrived." Shenzi mocked him. The khajiit simply glared at her as he walked by her, kicking the leg of her seat, and moved over to the kitchen counter next to his eldest sister, grabbing a plate of food. "Lissandra, Mother and Father went away already?" He asked and she nodded, still cooking more food. "Yes, they left really early this morning around five... another business trip." She explained. "Bring the ketchup here if you don't mind!" Shenzi yelled, interrupting the two. Lissandra handed Sion a bottle of ketchup as he went to the dining room table. He simply tossed the bottle at her when he sat down in his seat. "No need to be rude, geez." She snipped at her younger brother, causing a slight growl to escape Sion's lips. "Please, don't you two start... it's too much for this early in the morning..." Their second eldest sister, Rihana sighed as she was applying make up to her face. "...Why are you putting on make up at the table?" Sion questioned, seasoning the eggs on his plate before taking a bite out of them. He hacked it up a bit; too much salt on the eggs. "Because I did not get the chance to do so earlier since I have to be somewhere and Timoni needs the BMW to go grocery shopping and take Karrma to her school. Besides, a woman should look her best at all times regardless, especially with such a beautiful face like my own..." She said with a grin, slightly caressing her cheek as she stared in the mirror. "There isn't enough make up in the world to hide that face of yours..." Shenzi smirked, earning a glare from her sister. Lissandra brought two extra plates of food to the table as she sat down by her own. "Speaking of, where is-" She was cut off as Timoni, practically dragging the family's youngest member, ran through the kitchen in a hurry, charging straight to the fridge. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, we're going to be late!" She chanted, searching through the fridge for something. "Lissandra, where's Karrma's lunch?" She asked as she whipped her head around to look at her sister, a look of worry in her face. "It's... on the counter. Timoni you're not going to be late... there's no need to be in a blind panic...." Timoni immediately closed the door to the fridge and eyed the counter, spotting a lunch box. "Thanks! Sorry you had to make breakfast in my place!" She apologized as she snatched up the lunch box. "Rihana let's go! I don't want to be late!" Timoni said as she once again dragged their youngest sister out of the room, who didn't even get the chance to say a word. Rihana sighed. "Great, have to do this in the car, and I get stuck with the worry-wart. Just great." Rihana put away her tiny compact mirror and left her unfinished plate of food on the table. Sion continued to quietly eat his overly-salted eggs. His brother sitting right next to him, ignoring the antics of his younger siblings had lowered the newspaper to look down at Sion through the corner of his eyes. "...Aren't you late actually?" Mufasa stoically spoke aloud. Sion nodded once and continued to eat the eggs. There was a bit of silence between the two. "...Shouldn't you be leaving now then?" Mufasa asked. Sion shook his head, and coughed a bit from the salt on the eggs. "...And you don't see anything wrong with this scenario?" Mufasa continued. Sion shook his head, and began to nom on a piece of bacon. His elder brother groaned as he sat the paper down on the table. "Fine, I'll just drive you there myself then." "No, it's okay. By the time I get there, It'll be Gorzath's mortician and home ec session. I can skip a period, or a day." Sion said as he picked up another piece of bacon. Mufasa stood up and picked up his younger brother, slinging him over his shoulder. When Mufasa turned his back to the table, Sion was quickly able to snatch one more piece of bacon before he walked off. "Thanks for the meal Lissandra, even if the eggs were a bit runny." Sion thanked his sister, who groaned and sighed. Mufasa passed by the coat rack and grabbed his leather jacket, as well as Sion's tailcoat while Sion grabbed his brother's fedora and his own kangol; all the while still slung over his brother's shoulder. "God dammit... can't I just skip ONE day? I don't want to go....."
And so, against his will, Sion's brother Mufasa threw him in his car and drove his younger brother to....
HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!
WELCOME TO EASTWEST HAMMERFELL HIGHSCHOOL! THE BEST WORST OR THE WORST BEST EXPERIENCE YOU'LL EVER HAVE. Where there's sports, games, fundamental education, cheer squads, clubs and more! You've got all the cliques you could ever ask for! The jocks, the rebels, the preps, the nerds, the goths, the janitors. Hey, you could even make your own clique! And just like any other highschool, you've got the drugs, the alcohol, the sex; it has all the things that would make your great grand parents turn in their graves! It's an open-minded progressive school! No one really judges anybody here about preference and that's totally not bullshit! (Except you will get judged if you like the lunch lady's food.) I mean, just look down the hall, you've got guys kissing girls, girls kissing girls, guys kissing guys, students kissing professors, hell, it's a motha-fuckin free-for-all out there! Our classes have nothing but the best celebrity professors that will teach you things you will never use in actual life what-so-ever, like algebra! We occasionally get into fights with the other schools in the area, but it's only because they usually have a better #twerkteam. In here, you've got the noob freshmen, the suave sophmores, the jamming juniors, and the hot, delicious, popular seniors, like WHAT ELSE COULD YOU ASK FOR!? And when the weekend comes, WOWZA. Beer-pong all night(or Vodka pong, you're choice as we're open-minded), Joints, XTC, video games, Jam sessions, hook-ups, fuck-ups, spiritual journeys, and SO, MUCH, MORE. So welcome one, and welcome all, to EASTWEST HAMMERFELL HIGH!!!!
Yay~ :3
Introducing: Sion & Siblings.
"...ion." A voice whispered in his ear gently, as he slept in his bed. "...Sion..." It whispered again, causing his ear to flicker. He groaned and rolled on his side away from the voice. "....WAKE UP!" The voice boomed in his ear, causing the khajiit to scream and shoot up in fear, grabbing his blanket tightly. Shenzi was laughing hysterically on the floor as Sion began to grind his teeth. Grabbing his pillow, he smacked his sister with it. "Ahaha, worth it~ Come on, get out of bed and get dressed, breakfast is getting ready scaredy cat~" She sang as she skipped out of the room, the second she closed the door behind her a pillow hit said door. Sion cursed and laid back in his bed, pulling the covers over his head. "...Just five more minutes... I'm not ready to go yet..."
Five minutes turned into twenty, and Sion eventually made his way down the stairs and into the large kitchen, wearing his dress shoes, pants, and shirt with the most miserable expression on his face. All of his siblings were in the kitchen. "Looks like Death's finally arrived." Shenzi mocked him. The khajiit simply glared at her as he walked by her, kicking the leg of her seat, and moved over to the kitchen counter next to his eldest sister, grabbing a plate of food. "Lissandra, Mother and Father went away already?" He asked and she nodded, still cooking more food. "Yes, they left really early this morning around five... another business trip." She explained. "Bring the ketchup here if you don't mind!" Shenzi yelled, interrupting the two. Lissandra handed Sion a bottle of ketchup as he went to the dining room table. He simply tossed the bottle at her when he sat down in his seat. "No need to be rude, geez." She snipped at her younger brother, causing a slight growl to escape Sion's lips. "Please, don't you two start... it's too much for this early in the morning..." Their second eldest sister, Rihana sighed as she was applying make up to her face. "...Why are you putting on make up at the table?" Sion questioned, seasoning the eggs on his plate before taking a bite out of them. He hacked it up a bit; too much salt on the eggs. "Because I did not get the chance to do so earlier since I have to be somewhere and Timoni needs the BMW to go grocery shopping and take Karrma to her school. Besides, a woman should look her best at all times regardless, especially with such a beautiful face like my own..." She said with a grin, slightly caressing her cheek as she stared in the mirror. "There isn't enough make up in the world to hide that face of yours..." Shenzi smirked, earning a glare from her sister. Lissandra brought two extra plates of food to the table as she sat down by her own. "Speaking of, where is-" She was cut off as Timoni, practically dragging the family's youngest member, ran through the kitchen in a hurry, charging straight to the fridge. "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, we're going to be late!" She chanted, searching through the fridge for something. "Lissandra, where's Karrma's lunch?" She asked as she whipped her head around to look at her sister, a look of worry in her face. "It's... on the counter. Timoni you're not going to be late... there's no need to be in a blind panic...." Timoni immediately closed the door to the fridge and eyed the counter, spotting a lunch box. "Thanks! Sorry you had to make breakfast in my place!" She apologized as she snatched up the lunch box. "Rihana let's go! I don't want to be late!" Timoni said as she once again dragged their youngest sister out of the room, who didn't even get the chance to say a word. Rihana sighed. "Great, have to do this in the car, and I get stuck with the worry-wart. Just great." Rihana put away her tiny compact mirror and left her unfinished plate of food on the table. Sion continued to quietly eat his overly-salted eggs. His brother sitting right next to him, ignoring the antics of his younger siblings had lowered the newspaper to look down at Sion through the corner of his eyes. "...Aren't you late actually?" Mufasa stoically spoke aloud. Sion nodded once and continued to eat the eggs. There was a bit of silence between the two. "...Shouldn't you be leaving now then?" Mufasa asked. Sion shook his head, and coughed a bit from the salt on the eggs. "...And you don't see anything wrong with this scenario?" Mufasa continued. Sion shook his head, and began to nom on a piece of bacon. His elder brother groaned as he sat the paper down on the table. "Fine, I'll just drive you there myself then." "No, it's okay. By the time I get there, It'll be Gorzath's mortician and home ec session. I can skip a period, or a day." Sion said as he picked up another piece of bacon. Mufasa stood up and picked up his younger brother, slinging him over his shoulder. When Mufasa turned his back to the table, Sion was quickly able to snatch one more piece of bacon before he walked off. "Thanks for the meal Lissandra, even if the eggs were a bit runny." Sion thanked his sister, who groaned and sighed. Mufasa passed by the coat rack and grabbed his leather jacket, as well as Sion's tailcoat while Sion grabbed his brother's fedora and his own kangol; all the while still slung over his brother's shoulder. "God dammit... can't I just skip ONE day? I don't want to go....."
And so, against his will, Sion's brother Mufasa threw him in his car and drove his younger brother to....
HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!
WELCOME TO EASTWEST HAMMERFELL HIGHSCHOOL! THE BEST WORST OR THE WORST BEST EXPERIENCE YOU'LL EVER HAVE. Where there's sports, games, fundamental education, cheer squads, clubs and more! You've got all the cliques you could ever ask for! The jocks, the rebels, the preps, the nerds, the goths, the janitors. Hey, you could even make your own clique! And just like any other highschool, you've got the drugs, the alcohol, the sex; it has all the things that would make your great grand parents turn in their graves! It's an open-minded progressive school! No one really judges anybody here about preference and that's totally not bullshit! (Except you will get judged if you like the lunch lady's food.) I mean, just look down the hall, you've got guys kissing girls, girls kissing girls, guys kissing guys, students kissing professors, hell, it's a motha-fuckin free-for-all out there! Our classes have nothing but the best celebrity professors that will teach you things you will never use in actual life what-so-ever, like algebra! We occasionally get into fights with the other schools in the area, but it's only because they usually have a better #twerkteam. In here, you've got the noob freshmen, the suave sophmores, the jamming juniors, and the hot, delicious, popular seniors, like WHAT ELSE COULD YOU ASK FOR!? And when the weekend comes, WOWZA. Beer-pong all night(or Vodka pong, you're choice as we're open-minded), Joints, XTC, video games, Jam sessions, hook-ups, fuck-ups, spiritual journeys, and SO, MUCH, MORE. So welcome one, and welcome all, to EASTWEST HAMMERFELL HIGH!!!!
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