"Well, I'd better see how they teach around here."He mumbled to himself, walking towards the classroom. He stopped in mid-step at the thought of walking. That classroom sure is far away. I don't think..anyone'd mind if I were to just, fly in, would they? Don't think so...He thought. About a second after, wings extended from his back, and began to fly rapidly toward the window. The moment he was about to enter from the window...THUMP He had gone head first into the strong glass window. He lay there for a moment, dizzy with his head hurting, and decided he better go in through the normal door.

"What was that?!"

Toner rushes out to see what the loud noise was

"Oh great, you again."

OoC: Not me you idiot.
I suicided didn't I? Death is Death. And I didn't have wings in the other one.

Kevin looked puzzled. "Errm..Who the hell are you?" He asked, as he walked toward the front door, and entered the classroom. He slowly made his way to the back.

OOC:Oh, sorry Man I'm a noob

Tooner walks back in the room and walks toward the man.

"Soory about that, I thought you were someone else"

Tooner takes his seat

Creis looked puzzled as Tooner inquired of his previous experience. "What are you talking about? I've never seen you before." Creis glanced over at Kevin, wondering what the hell he was thinking. "Though you sure do seem like an idiot," Creis added as he turned back to Tooner. "Where the hell is this 'teacher', anyway? More importantly, why the hell am I here if I'm a counselor?" Creis hung his head down, his long bangs covering his face in a dark shadow.

"Cries seems like a jerk... I'll try to stay out of his way" Tooner thinks to himself, "I mean sure I can be random, but Creis thinks its retarded."

ooC; HIS RPING SKILL
IT BURNSSSS
I'm thinking of suicide again.

OOC: Well, duh. If he were a perfect RPer, he wouldn't be here at all.
Cartoon, RP characters are not supposed to remember things that happen in other RPs, unless it's a sequel. And, usually, thoughts are posted in italic.
And Sneak hasn't posted since the twelfth. What's going on?

Nate waited impatiently, tapping on his desk. Where was Blader? Nate heaved a heavy sigh as he awaited his arrival.
Being here with nothing happening is gonna kill me. He thought bitterly.

OOC: I think I am, according to Batt

*OoC: when did he say you could teach his class? and if it's in a PM, i want you to quote and i want sneak'r over here to verify it.

DM: Yes, he teaches a few periods of english. Just like others teach other periods of english. Also, tooner, as a rule of thumb, you don't post in character until you have submitted a sheet, and are accepted. As for why I've been gone? I've been working on a science project. Does that answer all the questions?

OOC: No. Why have you not posted in the Gem Guilded Swordsman RP for two weeks? I think it died...

DM: Eh... I thought about it, it was bound to die a slow painful death, so I put it to sleep.

*OoC: hmm... yeah, i think that's it.

DM: cartoon, you are not accepted until you post a bio. And then I must tell you you are accepted. Is this fact understood?

Blader walks in and slumps in his seat. "So... this is the guy I sub for... nice."

Batt is outside doing push-ups, not bothering to watch the class.