Post by BILLY POND on May 23, 2015 2:10:36 GMT
 | “Say, "Come on, girls, are you ready to play? Let's have a little more of that swingin' today"... ” |
Courtyard, right, that was one of those places where the little kiddies all got together and gathered around for things right? Awesome. Not really. Especially when you were one of the new kids, a fresh face that had only recently shown itself to the school. Billy hated being a new kid. Especially since she had never actually been the new kid before coming to Hisso, she'd gone to school with all the same kids starting from preschool up, rich people and their private schools. Even her freshman year of high school wasn't bad, she had all her middle school buddies to hang with before she got picked up by the group that had gotten her in trouble and ended up landing her ass on this stupid island school to begin with. Oddly enough the little chatter box was actually having a heck of a time trying to find a crowd to roll with this time, things worked so differently here from what she was used to. That's what she was doing here in the courtyard, looking for the people that peeked her interest, someone that she could run with for awhile to help make these two years she had on the island worth a damn. Billy drifted through the courtyard, looking for trouble. EMERY IDELSON one for you MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by EMERY IDELSON on May 28, 2015 2:29:18 GMT
 Another day, another twenty-four hours full of opportunities for fun. Well, more or less.
Emery strolled into the courtyard, her eyes studying and scanning both her surroundings and the students around her. She had no particular people or pranks in mind, but she didn't need any. If there were people and she was in the mood, generally that was all she could ask for. That and a bit of time, perhaps.
The purple-haired kitsune slowly made her way over to an empty bench and sat down, still observing the area. It was fairly busy at this time of day, which was both perfect and potentially problematic. She had to be careful if using her powers, of course, with all of the humans prancing around. Not only that, but it was a bit tougher to be sneaker and to target one person. Especially since it looked so much like bullying when you singled one person out.
So, maybe I won't just choose one. A small smile spread on her lips as her mind shifted to the next part of the planning process. A few ideas drifted in and out of her brain, but it was only when someone took a seat on the bench next to her that she decided on one worthy of pursuit.
The first year reached into her bag and withdrew a small notebook, a pen, and a textbook. As she did, she observed the other student from the periphery of her vision. He had put his bag in between them and was fiddling with his phone, apparently oblivious to everything else that wasn't on his screen. Resisting a smile, Emery opened up the notebook to one page. Her pen glided across it, leaving the cell phone number of one of her 'friends' along with a rather... explicit suggestion. Once satisfied, she tore the page out and carefully folded it up, making sure that her neighbour was still occupied. Then, when Emery was confident he wasn't looking she slipped it into his bag and began to study from her text.
Eventually her neighbour left, but he was replaced only a few minutes later with a pair of gossiping girls. She listened to them for a short time as she studied, obtaining a suitable idea of their gossip. Then, while being cautious of their gazes, she wrote another note in sharp, angry scrawl: 'Keep talking about me like that and I'll cut your tongue you'. Emery signed it with the name of the subject of their gossip and, when the timing was right, dropped it into the nearest girl's gaping purse.
When they left, she couldn't help but snicker to herself. Who was next?
BILLY POND thanks and sorry again for the delay ><
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Post by BILLY POND on Jun 10, 2015 23:30:01 GMT
| “Say, "Come on, girls, are you ready to play? Let's have a little more of that swingin' today"... ” |
She wasn't sure what made her do it, look over at just the right time. Perhaps it was a gut hunch, just one of those feelings, her trouble making senses were tingling. She just knew something was going down and that she ought to be a part of it. Billy was just in timed to see some purple haired chick slipping something into another girl's bag. That was the sort of shit you did when you wanted to start shit. Billy couldn't say no to that. Some might have just walked right up to the girl and started wondering what she was up to but Billy wasn't that sort. No this was the kind of thing she could easily have a little fun of her own with. All she had to do was give the chick a reason to slip her a little note. With a grin the girl reached into her pocket for her phone and cleared her throat. She needed her best gossipy valley girl voice for this one. "O. M. G, like you wouldn't buh lieve what Mark said the other day Stacy! He's such a fuckin' idiot!" Billy made sure to be just loud and obnoxious enough that she'd be something that just couldn't be passed up as she walked towards the bench. She paused a moment as though someone else were talking. "God yes! He totally slept with that skank Wanda." pause. "Omg I know! Like how the hell is named Wanda anymore?" fake snort. "Her parents must have hated her." Billy took a seat on one end of the bench with an eye roll and she seemed to listen to her friend on the other end of the dead line. "Wanda always has her legs open Stacy. She probably has like, 50 stds or something. That whore's gonna end up so dead one day!" Billy crossed her legs and turned to look to the side, waiting to see if the other would take her bait. EMERY IDELSON whew, finally, every time i tried to reply someone interrupted me. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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