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Whitney sighed, "It seems no one here appreciates my way of saying don't talk to me. I couldn't care less if you talked to one another, just don't bother me." He then stiffened, feeling something crawl on him. With a somewhat panicked expression he wiggled around a little until a worm fell to the ground. He glared at Saxon, "I can't say I have a witty response to that. Congratulations, you all win, now can I be left alone?" Whitney asked, and then forced himself behind the rest of the group, blocking out everyone else and just thinking about the relief that going home will be.
No kidding, this is definitely going to cause a lot of snark to snark combat, (Heck, that's why I named my guy Whitney. Get it. Like wit.) but hey, it just makes it more interesting, and if one thing is true for this role play, it's that things are going to get interesting.
Whitney spent the time waiting to come up with sarcastic pet names for all of his group members should the need arise to use them. When he noticed the others getting up he too stood, shoving his hands further into his pockets.
"Everyone ready to look at some super interesting rocks?" Whitney was one to appreciate sarcasm, but made no comment or even change in expression, but it's not like anyone was paying too much attention. Except Terraline. She appears to be paying lots of attention, and Whitney had to admit she was probably a lot better at it then he was. Whitney then noticed Alvira's attempts at lightening the mood, which was fine as long as she didn't bother him. He looked at his other group members, and they all seem just as crabby and disinterested as him, except Saxon (who Whitney hopes won't try and pull anything on him, but someone is certainly going to suffer as he seems like he's thinking of a plan) and David (Whitney didn't even want to think about David). He also noticed Sam's absence, but figured he'd show up late eventually.
"Before we begin, I would like to say that I think we all don't really want to put up with each other, so I think we should all agree to not speak to each other unless it's important or a way of getting away from this boring Hell were about to enter, agreed?" Whitney said, which was less of a question and more of a command.
"Everyone ready to look at some super interesting rocks?" Whitney was one to appreciate sarcasm, but made no comment or even change in expression, but it's not like anyone was paying too much attention. Except Terraline. She appears to be paying lots of attention, and Whitney had to admit she was probably a lot better at it then he was. Whitney then noticed Alvira's attempts at lightening the mood, which was fine as long as she didn't bother him. He looked at his other group members, and they all seem just as crabby and disinterested as him, except Saxon (who Whitney hopes won't try and pull anything on him, but someone is certainly going to suffer as he seems like he's thinking of a plan) and David (Whitney didn't even want to think about David). He also noticed Sam's absence, but figured he'd show up late eventually.
"Before we begin, I would like to say that I think we all don't really want to put up with each other, so I think we should all agree to not speak to each other unless it's important or a way of getting away from this boring Hell were about to enter, agreed?" Whitney said, which was less of a question and more of a command.
Whitney got off the bus just as Mrs Fliss was finished listing names for the first group of students. Whitney noticed she was grinning, "This is going to suck." He said under his breath when he noticed her grin widen. As she continued to list off names, he couldn't help but think of those names and who exactly they belonged to.
"And the second group is... Penelope Galloway," 'A tomboy with a less than acceptable attitude. Nothing interesting, next.' "Saxon Evert," 'Class clown with a record for being extra creative with his pranks.' "Alvira Haiblud," 'Some punk with a knack for scaring the daylight out of her enemies.' "Ula Lupita," 'I don't know why, but I get the sense she isn't... Genuine.' "Terraline Gray," 'Aside from some stray traits, she isn't all that remarkable.' "Whitney Nylund,"
"Are you serious right now?" Whitney didn't have the energy to put up these sorts of people. Some of them might actually try and talk to him, and today he just wanted to be alone.
"Dante Delacoste," 'Amateur MMA fighter. Don't make him mad.' "David Vedman,"
"Really? Was this necessary?" Whitney asked no one in particular. Whitney was not a fan of David, since he's know for trying to talk to loners like him, and has been actively avoiding him since freshman year.
"Jesse Silk," 'Depressing to be around.' "and Sam Blake." 'Some rebel who needs to learn his manners.'
Whitney sighed. Of all the people in the entire school, why was he grouped with all of them? And then Whitney realized two things. The teachers don't like anyone in this group, and they intentionally put them all together because nobody in it would be happy.
"Stand over there, group two, please." Mrs Fliss said, still with a wide grin. Whitney slowly walked over to the groups meeting spot, eyeing the teacher as he walked by.
"You did this on purpose." He muttered as he walked by, even though she couldn't hear him. He sat down upon reaching the area, barely taking note of Penelope's- or rather, Pen's existence.
"And the second group is... Penelope Galloway," 'A tomboy with a less than acceptable attitude. Nothing interesting, next.' "Saxon Evert," 'Class clown with a record for being extra creative with his pranks.' "Alvira Haiblud," 'Some punk with a knack for scaring the daylight out of her enemies.' "Ula Lupita," 'I don't know why, but I get the sense she isn't... Genuine.' "Terraline Gray," 'Aside from some stray traits, she isn't all that remarkable.' "Whitney Nylund,"
"Are you serious right now?" Whitney didn't have the energy to put up these sorts of people. Some of them might actually try and talk to him, and today he just wanted to be alone.
"Dante Delacoste," 'Amateur MMA fighter. Don't make him mad.' "David Vedman,"
"Really? Was this necessary?" Whitney asked no one in particular. Whitney was not a fan of David, since he's know for trying to talk to loners like him, and has been actively avoiding him since freshman year.
"Jesse Silk," 'Depressing to be around.' "and Sam Blake." 'Some rebel who needs to learn his manners.'
Whitney sighed. Of all the people in the entire school, why was he grouped with all of them? And then Whitney realized two things. The teachers don't like anyone in this group, and they intentionally put them all together because nobody in it would be happy.
"Stand over there, group two, please." Mrs Fliss said, still with a wide grin. Whitney slowly walked over to the groups meeting spot, eyeing the teacher as he walked by.
"You did this on purpose." He muttered as he walked by, even though she couldn't hear him. He sat down upon reaching the area, barely taking note of Penelope's- or rather, Pen's existence.
Seems like an interesting concept. I myself am not a FPS fan, but I think it's cool to go and give yourself some reason and backround.
True, and my guys stubborn as all get out and most other people here have something going for them, but no one can deny this will make things more interesting.
At least when we're screwed we get to do so while appreciating the character
I'm not gonna try and stop you, after all, cracking its the best part. Or at least scratching. Nothings wrong with some crazy, though, it's always a little interesting to have some around, just in case.
Doubt it. It's probably one of the most challenging task ever, so challenging only one really stupid guy did it. But I figure they'll all be a little closer once this whole mess is said and done, wither Whitney likes it or not.
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