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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 26, 2012 11:37:46 GMT -8
It is Monday, October 26th, and today at lunch there is a special table set up in the corner. Mrs. Stephenson, considered to be the hottest teacher at PHS sits at the table, guarding several open cardboard boxes filled with paper envelopes.
That's right, everyone's pictures are back and available for pickup! Don't fret if your parents didn't pay for the bonus set of extra prints, every student will get at least one copy of their yearbook photo. Come line up and get your photo!POST HERE with your character coming up to get their picture, and I will add it in to your post. ;D
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 26, 2012 11:41:22 GMT -8
Lucy Garfield, Michael Simpson and Ivy Ferrell just picked up their photos.Lucy- "Oh my gosh Ivy, your picture turned out soo good! You're so cute!" Ivy- "Your's is really cute too, I'm glad you cut your hair. And Michael! Bahaha, I did such a good job on that cut." Michael- "I'm thinking of going by Mike this year. Can we make that happen?" He tugged on his hair in distraction.Ivy- "Mike? Like Mike 'n' Ike? I don't want to be like Ike..." Michael- "I'd go for a nickname, but the first one that comes to mind is Edgar, and then I'm back in cinema-based mockery land."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 26, 2012 14:57:35 GMT -8
Izzy- "Hi guys! You artistes ready for the craftiest holiday of the year?" Izzy was too chipper. Must have liked her picture. She walked in lockstep with colorful Heather.Michael- "Uh, hey Izz. Yeah, It's gonna be preschool fun." Heather- "Michael, don't be such a sour puss!" Michael- "I was being honest. I like the smell of Elmer's glue in the morning."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 26, 2012 15:04:28 GMT -8
Lucy- "Heather! Let me see your picture! Did it turn out all neon and break the camera like the guy said?" Heather- "That guy thought he was so funny, but he was just a stupid old guy." Lucy checked out Heather's picture.Lucy- "That turned out so cool! Did your parents order a bunch?" Heather- "Yeah, I dunno why, we always end up with a bunch of extra ones laying around the house in boxes. We don't have that many relatives." Michael- "I'm just going to photocopy mine." Ivy- "Oh yeah, that's cool, like indie art." Michael- "I guess, I just meant I only got this one picture so I'll have to make copies of it if you want one." Izzy, Lucy, Ivy, Heather "I want one!" Michael- "You better give me all the nickels then."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 26, 2012 15:13:11 GMT -8
Jennifer Kessler and Kevin Terrence came up to get their photos, Lucy's group moved to the side, casting various negative glances.Mrs. Stephenson- "Hello you two, K for Kessler and T for Terrence..." She shuffled through the catalog and pulled out two envelopes.
Kevin took his without a word.Jennifer- (meekly)"Thank you..." Mrs. Stephenson- "You're welcome." Tanya Spiner came by from the other direction.Tanya- "Hey Jennifer, how'd your picture turn out?" Jennifer- "Oh it was pretty good but I think my mole shows up too much..." Kevin glowered at Tanya.Kevin- "..." Tanya- "Uh... okay. I'm sorry Jennifer, better luck next year?" Jennifer started to say something but Kevin put a hand on her back, and pushed her forward to keep moving and muttered something too quiet to hear.Tanya- "Gawd. Whatever..."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 26, 2012 16:56:04 GMT -8
James moved into the cafeteria, tense with anxiety. He'd slept in and now Izzy had left to pick up her photos ages ago. He bit his bottom lip hoping he had gotten to school in time to see her. It was hard to see through the crowd given his height and he had to go slightly on his tip-toe, which was embarrassing. He didn't really want his school photos, they were always pretty awkward and the stool had been too high, so his feet had almost, well kind of came off the ground. He squished further into the crowd, his small stature helping him pass through the cracks. He tried to avoid people like Jesse or Colin. Zazz was another to look out for, he was a nice kid but totally nuts and prone to violent outbursts. He spotted the library girls and looked appreciatively at Mi and Mona, for library nerds they were pretty nice. Not as nice as Izzy but then, who was? She did everything perfectly, everything about her was perfect. She was like that elusive chord on the Cello, complex deep and yet sweet at the same time. Did he mention beautiful? He spotted Lucy and the goth kids near the table and she was there. James took a moment to take her in, why was she wearing her Friday jumper? It was Monday. She seemed her usual chipper self, effortlessly charming those around her. James wandered up to get his photo, now he knew where she was, he could relax. “Hi Mrs. Stephenson, Can I have my photo please?” Mrs. Stephenson- "Of course, was it... Sullivan? Yes, here you are, James."
He tried to keep his eyes on her face, last time he'd let his eye slip for too long had been pretty embarrassing. He had been happy for the first time that his school bag was a lumpy duffle-bag. He shoot a another look towards Izzy and her group, he wondered how he'd get his hands on one of her photos. He could work something out with the Michael kid maybe... When he got the photo back, he thanked Mrs. Stephenson before placing the envelope into his duffle-bag, he headed to where he spotted Josh hanging out with the other band kids. “How'd your photo go J-man? Anyone got any plans for Halloween?” Josh- Hey Sully, not bad not bad... Clipped off part of the Maiden's name, but what're you gonna do huh? We were talkin' about hitting the dance on Friday, just for a bit, and then trying to find a party or something... after that, I dunno."
Ian- "Yeah, I don't know what's going on yet, but I'm sure we'll find something good. Damn Todd, why'd you wear sunglasses for your picture?"
Todd- "I didn't! It's just my normal glasses, the stupid... that photographer didn't know how to light shit! This always happens..."
Ian- "Looks kind of cool I guess... So what are you thinking about doing, Sully? I don't know what people around here do for Halloween."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 26, 2012 17:14:54 GMT -8
"Lucy! I cannot believe they chose this picture! I wanted two and they only gave me this one! How am I going to make a decent headshot with this image?" Lucy- "Let me see... Oh my god Andrew, you look like a fashion model!"
Ivy- "Lemme see that... That's pretty glamorous man. So fancy!"
Izzy- "Wow! How'd you even get that good of a picture out of that weird photographer?"
Andrew called out from over at the table, briskly stuffing the small white envelope under his arm. "Just wait until my grandfather sees this..." His smile curled on his lips like the car that ate the canary. He caught a glimpse of Michael acting for the girls again. "So, are you going to the dance with, uhm, did 'he' make plans for the dance because I can go if you want to go, girl. We can show him what the real heart in the art club is at." Lucy- "Oh you mean... Ian? Oh I don't know, maybe he doesn't know about it yet... Anyway, I'd love to go with you. In fact, I think we should all go as a group! Remember on Friday, we're going make the decorations so we all get to go for free."
Michael- "Doesn't... the dance cost like a dollar? Well yeah, free is nice.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 26, 2012 17:36:36 GMT -8
Lucy's brother John, and Buddy came over to the art kid's table.John- "Heeyyy Luce! Lemme see your picture." Lucy- "Ugh..." Lucy rolled her eyes and handed her little brother a picture.John- "What! Why aren't you smilin' sis? You're the cutest in the universe and you never smile. Doesn't she look like someone kicked her puppy?" Buddy- "Maybe it was the wrong time of the month, haha..." Lucy- "OH MY GOD! Get out of here!" Buddy- "Yeah, you're totally raggin'. Haha..." John- "That's gross dude, c'mon..." Ivy- "Yeah don't you have a locker room to be snapping towels in?" Buddy stared at Ivy's boobs rather un-surreptitiously for a moment and said nothing, before glancing around again.Buddy- "Hey Pulitzer Prize! Wow... where'd you learn to do that hair, San Francisco? Haha.. You know what that means!" Lucy- "GET OUT OF HERE!" Andrew- "Go choke on a jockstrap or do I have to get my mother to sue the stupid out of your thick skull?" Andrew tried to rise up taller but found himself hiding behind Michael suddenly. Buddy- "I'm just playin' dude... don't get your panties in a twist."
Once the duo was gone, he patted Lucy on the shoulder and tried to change the subject back. "Can you really believe we get to set up the decorations? I mean it would be like stage props. I don't do props. But I can give my good eye for what's all cool. Lucy, it's still a dance and we have to go with SOMEBODY right? I bet only those stoner kids are going as a group. My dad only wants me to go out with someone. It's a tradition. It's kind of like a law. He wants numbers and stuff to call when I don't come home at 10 because he's super protective." Lucy- "Hmm okay! I think we should all go anyway, but sure. I hope you aren't going to send a limo for me, haha... We can all go over to my house afterschool anyway."
He looked over at Michael and Ivy. "Ivy, you're picture looks soo much better than mine! You have to become my makeup artist when I go to auditions in the city! I love the Egyptian thing so much! You're so hip." Ivy- "You're too charming Andrew! You know I would, as long as you pay me the big bucks."
Andrew tried to flip his set in place hair. "I wish I knew why mommy didn't get the big package. She probably had it sent right to the firm. She is way too busy working in that big fraud case with the meat packaging plant." Turning he smiled at Heather. He tried to offer a sympathetic pat. "I hated that photographer. He seemed like those guys who takes he pictures of crime scenes, right? He couldn't make the cut as a real artist! You, one day, will be famous and we can totally live in big mansions and go to parties in the city! Aww! You're picture has those art deco earings! I wonder what grandfather would do if I go my ear pierced again? You know, for like, a movie roll of a pirate or something." Heather- "Haha, you're funny... I could pierce for ears for you, me and Lucy did it to each other in like, the second grade with safety pins."
Michael- "...I am so glad that Buddy was not around to hear that last sentence..."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 26, 2012 17:49:08 GMT -8
Mona came in to the cafeteria from the hallway where her locker was. She had stuffed her bag in there hastily only to remember when she got swallowed up in the crowd that she wouldn't have anything to put her photos in. She hated photos. She always had a breakout two days before picture day. It was sooo stupid. She hated her face. She pushed her way past two people who were-EWW, GROSS! They were totally making out in the middle of the cafeteria. Gag me with a spoon, she thought. She finally got near the table and used her super power of social invisibility to cut in line while other people were chatting with their friends. When she got to the table, Mrs. Stephenson was being her usual excessively nice self. Mrs. Stephenson- "Oh, Mona, there you are. I hope you're going to be on the Geography Bee team again this year." She rifled through the envelopes and handed Mona hers. "I'll see you in class tomorrow. Have a great day." Mona tried not to roll her eyes. Thank god for her super power. She hustled away, finding Mi, Megan, and Julie over by the drinking fountains. Julie was wearing a yellow t-shirt with a pencil sketch of Morten Harket on it. Only Julie could look so adorable in yellow. Mona hated yellow; it looked horrible on her. Mona- "Hey." Megan- "Hi Mona. Oh my gosh, I don't think I told you yet-- I'm going to have a slumber party at my house on Friday night! Do you want to come?"
Julie- "It's going to be really fun. We're gonna have candy apples."
Megan- "I hope no one gets their retainer stuck this year! Haha... actually I guess that was really expensive for Lisa. Oh well."
Mona- "I'll see if mom will let me. Prolly won't be a problem. Heh. I'll totally pass on the candy apples. The last time I had my braces adjusted it hurt soo much."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Oct 26, 2012 17:49:15 GMT -8
"What Josh said sounds awesome, but I guess I wanna see what...uh Izzy and that are doing, you know? Are you gonna ask Lucy or do you have your eye on someone else man?" Ian- "Ahh.. I dunno. I think she probably wants to go with her friends, might be kinda weird. I mean, I'll see her there and everything... I think all those art kids are going."
James' eyes slid back to Izzy, she was chatting rather close to Andrew. James hoped that they weren't going together or something. That guy was tall, James was sure he could have any girl, he just hoped it wouldn't be Izzy. "You're lucky J-man, you got yourself a sweet date already." He smiled at his friend. Josh- "Yes I am! Speaking of which, I gotta find Penny... I need one of her pics. Anyway, I think you bust your own chops too hard Sully, lots of little guys get hot ladies."
Ian- "Yeah, I'm not a lot taller than you... Not that I'm a total chick magnet but-- uh, anyway, yeah! One of the most popular guys in my old school was like your size, but he also looked like he was twelve so you got the benefit there, man."
"Uh thanks guys, but I bet that guy wasn't a total spazz in front of girls though. I swear that Zazz guy comes off more suave than me!" He laughed. "I'll just go solo, it's cool. I mean Izzy and that are going as a group, right?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 26, 2012 18:01:33 GMT -8
Mrs. Stephenson- "Oh, Colin, why? I just don't know what to say to you anymore." She grimly handed Colin his horrific school photos.Colin- "That's a lotta stress about my fuckin' haircut, honey." Mrs. Stephenson- "..." She gave him a very sad look, and he walked away smiling.Colin was intercepted by Richie near the vending machines.Richie- "What's up, dude?" Colin- "Check it out, Braindead." Richie- "Holy shit, they took the picture. I guess all grown ups are secret NAZIs." Colin- (glancing back at Mrs. Stephenson) "Or secret jews." Albert came by looking like he'd just come off a bender, slurping on a Coke with his picture packet tucked under an arm.Richie- "Albert hey." Albert- "Hey man. They took the picture, haha..." He showed Richie the photo.Albert- "It's cropped, but you can tell it says "the Clits" hahaha... They probably don't know what that is." Colin- (interrupts)"How much does it cost for you fuck-ups to be stoned as much as you are?" Albert- "I dunno... Whatever I got I guess." Colin- "Well at least I know where I need to go if I need a handjob." Richie- "..." (looking at Colin)...Yeah Albert, that's cool." Albert- "Uh huh. Man Colin, I ain't gonna give you a handjob, man. Sorry." Colin- "We'll see how you feel tomorrow." He shot the two some kind of inscrutable obscene gesture as he left."--Hang loose, fuckwads!" Albert- "...How do you be a gay Nazi?" Richie- "I dunno anything about that history shit. It's all civil war re-enactors to me." Albert- "Yeah man, he should get the pink triangle. That's weird dude." Richie- "Huh, I don't know about pink triangle... but I know WE need to get some blue ringers."
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Post by Audrey Siddons on Oct 26, 2012 18:37:19 GMT -8
Gabriel had run out to his car before lunch, so he made it to the cafeteria a little bit after the first wave of students that'd attacked Mrs. Stephenson at her table had already abated. After a halting request, he stared at it for a second in what could most kindly be called abject horror before shaking his head and offering the teacher a grin, embarrassed. His mother was going to kill him. "Thank you, Mrs. St-uh-Stephenson." He said, hushed. "Have a nice day, Miss." He tossed his bag over his shoulder and tucked the envelope and offending photos under his arm, crossing the cafeteria — skirting cautiously around Richie and whomever he seemed to be discussing WWII with — towards his friends (is he allowed to consider them that? Are they?) He sidled up to the group, not wanting to interrupt the current conversation, and turned to Izzy. After a quick 'Hello' and a forced smile, he was all seriousness; The photo was thrust awkwardly out in front of him faster than a concerned 'hey' could turn to 'here.' "Do I... uh, do you think I look mean?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 26, 2012 18:42:37 GMT -8
Izzy- "Aw nooo, maybe... a little sad, in a poetic way. It's very glamorous." The photo was already finding its way into other hands.
Lucy- "Aww! No, you don't look mean Gabriel, the lights were just really bright I think. That guy was a pretty lousy photographer. You look cute anyway!"
Ivy- "Yeah! Gimmie one o' those photos, I need it for my pretty boys reference, hahaha."
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Post by kilnarak on Oct 26, 2012 18:44:05 GMT -8
Leon slunk into the cafeteria, hands shoved into his pockets and posture slouched. He looked around, but he didn't really expect to see any friendly faces. Maybe he'd see Albert or that twitchy kid, Zazz, around somewhere. Maybe not. He wasn't sure which would be better. Really, it would probably be best if he just got in, got the pictures, and left. The dark-haired youth kept his head down, shouldering his way through clumps of other students until he found himself at the table Mrs. Stephenson sat at with the photos. Leon- "Mrs. Stephenson," Leon nodded, eyeing the teacher sullenly by way of greeting. "Ma said she ordered the bonus set for her friends..." "Hello, Leander... Cross was it? C... Mm. Here you are!" "It's Leon," he muttered as he took the packet of photos and shoved them unceremoniously into his backpack. He turned back to slink away from Mrs. Stephenson, looking over the other students again. Any familiar faces? Well there was all those goth kids, gathered up like a congregation at a funeral. And over there were those metal heads - they could be okay sometimes, but they weren't who he was looking for. Leon would just have to be his usual antisocial self until he could book it. Buddy- "Hey it's Iggy Pop!" John and Buddy stood nearby Leon, Buddy putting too much Mayo on his french fries.
John- "Who's Iggy Pop?"
Buddy- "That guy! Hey, hola, que pasa ese? Hahaha..."
John- "Oh, is Iggy Pop like... a Latin singer?" Albert came over, eating an errant onion ring. Albert- "Wow, you guys listen to the Stooges?"
John- "I'm really feeling out of my depth here."
Buddy- "You rejects are all like, nyuk nyuk nyuk woowoowoowoo! Haha..."
Albert- "That sounds crazy, man." He gave them a weirded out expression until they were too uncomfortable and left.
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Post by Audrey Siddons on Oct 26, 2012 19:03:42 GMT -8
Gabriel flushed a bit, not really sure how to respond. He was starting to like the picture now, seen in the light of the girls' praise, and if his mother had a problem she'd just hire her own photographer anyway. He didn't look forward to the possibility, though; his mother had a love for vaseline that she'd showcased when he'd done the competition rounds for violin. "You all look very pretty." He said sincerely, if a bit earnest. Short and planned phrases were easier for him to get out without stumbling on the words. He surrendered a handful of wallets, and two extra fulls he pulled from the bottom of the stack. Lucy- "Aw! Thanks Gabriel, that's sweet."
Ivy- "You're gonna go to the dance, right Gabriel? We're gonna do the decor, so we should at least go take a peek, even if the music sucks. It's right before Halloween too, so maybe we could carve some pumpkins and--"
Michael- "They're never gotta let us put candles in them, but yeah... Wait, do we have to do costumes? I might just be a mummy again if we have to..."
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