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foolish_m0rtalaugh, I have my SATs tomorrow! I've been studying for a month! I shouldn't have waited so long to study; I swear, one time I took a practice exam and timed myself and my score suxorzed. *cry*
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Date: 2007-03-09 10:22 pm (UTC)I'll think of you as I detent around the school for five hours for my tardies. *smiles sheepishly* I'm sure you'll do fine...and even if you don't, I bet your grades will make up for any apparent lack. You sound far more capable than I am at school by all means. *grin*
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Date: 2007-03-15 07:26 pm (UTC)Okay, first off, our school principal is a toad-face who is apparently a technology-phobiac because he forbids nerd school kids to use their flash drives in school.
This is wonderful for us, because we usually have a lot of work to do on the computer and nerd school computers don't have floppy disk drives. So, when we get to our regular school and have study hall, we can't do work! It's so amazing staying up all night working on something we could have started on in school that day. It really makes the dark circles under the eyes stand out gloriously. It's all the rage in Milan, I've heard.
So, today, my research teacher (the woman who taught Satan all he knows)calls me at my regular school and tells me that there are some forms that she doesn't have from me. She could have told me in school and saved a lot of running around on my part, but I guess she didn't feel like it.
She needs them by the end of the day, she says.
How am I supposed to send the material?
Well, the papers she wanted were on my forbidden flash drive. I merely had to sneak into the library at lunchtime and plug up my flashdrive to one of the computers without getting caught.
So, in I went with the Mission Impossible theme drowning out some Seaside Rendevouz vocals by Freddie Mercury I had in my head.
I crept over to an english class that had holed up in the library for research. Ah, fortune was on my side; a laptop cart was in easy reach.
"Wait."
Ah, a snag! Who was this?
"You have to sign in."
Ah, is that all? A paltry signature? I contemplated signing a fake name, but I resisted the temptation. When I think 007, I don't think of the agent; I think of the cyborg. I'm a hopeless case from a secret agent aspect, really.
I took the precious laptop and scouted the area. The reading tables were exposed, vulnerable. The round tables were packed with students. Perhaps I could sidle in with them? Blend myself in with the civilians? No, too risky. There was always the chance of a goody-goody being in the crowd, and then I'd be ratted out for sure.
Contrary to most people's opinions, nerds aren't the teacher's pets or the goody-goodys; we can be trusted to keep secrets. That's why you should always keep a nerd friend by your side and feel comfortable with their existence. They'd reach in their pencil pouches and commit seppuku with their compass points and straight edges before letting your secrets spill from their lips.
There are some high-back chairs on the other side of the library. Good for hiding yourself and pretending to study while actually eating contraband food and listening to music from a contraband music player. Perfect for sleeping. Heaven.
Everyone should have a high-back chair with sides that jut out comfortably so one can rest one's head against it and doze off pleasantly.
But I deviate once more.
As luck would have it (as luck is wont to do) there were students in those chairs.
I finally chose the very back corner of the library. This spot was inherently suspicious because everyone always came back here if they were up to no good; teachers always suspected the people that sat back there.
I risked it. What else was there to do?
I turned on the computer and let the screen flicker impatiently. It seemed like a stuffy old laptop; I'm sure if it had a voice, it would have ratted on me too, beeping accusingly in binary jargon.
Slowly, I took the flashdrive out of my bag.
Stop.
Was anyone watching? I wheeled my eyes around, wanting a good view of the situation, yet knowing that if I looked around for too long, the teachers would know I was up to no good.
Quickly, quickly!
Pop the flashdrive in. Open the internet and pray it wasn't on the fritz today. Log into my nerd school account. Send New Message. Attach. File. Click. Send. Pop the flashdrive back out. Bam, swish. It's as easy as that, baby.
I was lucky enough to get my flashdrive out and away a few seconds before a teacher came over to ask me what I was doing. Lady Luck smiles on the nerds, it seems.
-fin
Thanks audience. I'll be here all week!
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Date: 2007-05-02 08:26 pm (UTC)I ahve a folder for excellent journal entries...this is easily the best.
You poor girl...^_^;;
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Date: 2007-05-03 04:22 am (UTC)THe one I had, wasn't. So stupid...
;P Great, now I'm a criminal.
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Date: 2007-05-03 11:36 am (UTC)Thou art undoubtably my favorite criminal nonetheless.
Tracer: hey!
Skunky: Oops.
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Date: 2007-05-03 07:27 pm (UTC)I see those kids who don't take two steps out of class before whipping out their phones to call their little friends.
I point and laugh at them. Fools with thy ears glued to thine cell phone so mindlessly.
Reminds me of "Cell" by Stephen King.
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Date: 2007-05-03 08:04 pm (UTC)Instant proof I'm engaging in too much Loveless fandom--I snicker uncontrollably at the thought of people gluing cell phones to their ears...and WHICH ears...
*sweatdrop*
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Date: 2007-05-04 10:09 pm (UTC)Of course, I DO have some cute Japanese doggie stickers on the back of my cell. THat makes the phone so much better.
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Date: 2007-05-06 03:47 am (UTC)I have no cute japanese stickers. I have no cell phone. All I have, and all I need is my beloved Potato. *croons and strokes laptop*
Cadmus: O_o Dear gods...GET A ROOM!
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Date: 2007-05-06 03:50 am (UTC)Cadmus: I told you, we haven't DONE anything!!
FM: Hmm *writes in notepad* I sense some frustration.
Cadmus: What? What are you talking about? I'm not frustrate-
FM: -Oh, sorry. Session's run out of time.
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Date: 2007-05-06 04:02 am (UTC)Lafayel: *hisses* DON'T! You have no IDEA how screwed up my life is now...*twitch*
NF: Oh come on, he's not an eraser, how do you know I'm going to be nasty to him?
Lafayel: This would be more impressive if you weren't writing Kasei/Ama-Inu earlier today...*scowl*
NF: *blush* well...yeah...okay...you have a point. So maybe I was a little freaked out by tie pahllic imagery.
Cadmus: WTF! YOU need the psychiatrist! *shoves her at FM*
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Date: 2007-06-09 03:39 am (UTC)then, a pause.
"I...I assume everyone knows what that means, right?"
It was hilarious. I wanted to say no just to see the "oh shit" expression on her face.
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Date: 2007-06-11 08:08 pm (UTC)ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-02 08:24 pm (UTC)http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/MS2004/Juvenile%20Orion/light/Minitokyo.jpg
he even has a blue tie and blond hair...(don't know if Cadmus smokes or not though.)
OMG...
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-03 04:38 am (UTC)That is scary, NF! That is exactly what I imagined him being in manga format. All he needs is a pair of glasses and a bunch of papercuts. You're right; he even has the blue tie! *faint*
This is too scary.
You know, what, with all the tension and everything, it would actually be not that hard for Cai-kun to convert to smoking. He already has Itsuki as an evil influence. *cackle*
Okay, now I'm totally going to Paint this picture and put some glasses and bandaids on this Escort.
You've made my day. THanks.
P.S. If KS-sempai ever sends you a JO Katsuragi, don't send it to me unless you want my head to pop off in fangirl excitement.
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-03 11:35 am (UTC)Katsuragi would be more difficult to find I think... Just like I'm never going to find a decent Ragshiel and will need to draw him...
Incidentally, KS-sama is a bit of a shy person. But she's basically muttering about having all sorts of stuff over at her journal, and about how she just hasn't gotten around to the social awkwardness of trying to invite you around... (So naturally it comes to me to be the social one? Er...)
Just poke her and squeal about Escort's Cadmus-ness, and thank her profusely. *grin*
Incidentally...if you ever get around to editing that picture, I want to see it... (You're right--SO not Tsukasa)
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-03 07:45 pm (UTC)Well, you know, I know the characteristics Katsu has, but I can't picture him at all. It's weird.
I shall poke her.
Hey, so I got rid of the blue handkerchief, and right now, I"m working on the band-aids on the fingers. I cut them out of that Itsuki Kaname picture online. I don't know whether I'll use Nakaura's glasses on Cai-kun or not. Cai has square glasses, and Nakaura's are more round.
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-03 08:20 pm (UTC)I had a strange picture of Katsuragi...but I'm nto sure how accurate it is...I'm surrounded by hispanics after all. There's this guy in my class you could swear is Indian, but he's Cuban...It's weird what hispanic blood can do to combinations of bloodlines...but it also probably alters my mental picturing compared to yours...
I don't know how to take his age either...that affects things.
I WANNA SEE CADMUS! *flail*
And maybe I'll get around to drawing Ragshiel and Oniel finally, after I draw Yoh's birthday present...
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-04 10:08 pm (UTC)I can't do the glasses.
Seriously, I'm pretty good with graphics. I got the bandaids, the handkerchief.
But I can't do the glasses. Not without messing up the face. Please forgive me.
I'll see if I can draw them in, somehow, but I can't cut and paste with this one. Man, I wish I Photoshop; it let's you make transparent GIFs. That would have been perfect.
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-05-06 03:12 am (UTC)Eh, it looks fine. I commentzor'd
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-07-23 06:33 pm (UTC)*Tracer and Escort having a shootout*
Escort: Crap. Wait. Time out. I don't have any cigarettes...
Tracer: I just got a pack this morning. Want one?
Escort: Okay.
Tracer: *throws one over*
Escort: Thanks.
Tracer: You're welcome.
*Resume shooting*
Re: ZOMG! JO!
Date: 2007-07-23 08:00 pm (UTC)No shootouts...yet... C10 has an incubus-chase-scene involving Tomonori in leather and Tracer hooking up with a demon he's ready to kill later... Escort might appear in GW, it jsut depends on how I use him. (It'd have to be post-fall for several characters)
Escort and Tracer's rivalry would go only abotu as far as:
Tracer: oh, they hired you to steal my reward? You're going to be eating ramen for a month and crying your eyes out, because I have this case totally under control.
Escort: I bet you do. Until the next beautiful boy steals your attention. Sometimes these things are better left to the man with little sexual appetite.
Tracer: Oh stuff it. I saw you coming from that whore's room over there.
Escort: Cigarettes. Nasty habit.
Tracer: Erasers don't smoke.
Escort: This one does. *smile*
Er...yeah...have I sent you the C10 fragment yet, or do you not know about the erasers underground?
Tracer: *looks up above*...I'm telling your boyfriend on you.
Escort: *grin* well until I'm given my name, he might not BE my boyfriend.
Tracer: Smashing. I'm stealing him then. *smirk*
escortL *splutters* What? HEY! *looks around* Fine! I'm stealing your priest!
Tomonori: How'd I get dragged into this??
Tracer: *from a distance* You can have him! He'll come back to me!
*sighs* This is how end-of-chapter parodies get started.
You havne't updated CF yet, have you? I'm done with my chapter, I just have to post it. *smirk*