Highschool Never Ends

[a3stepnpc]

Characters: EVERYONE
When: Sunday 9/11 thru Saturday 9/17
Where: Everywhere around "campus"
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Just an open log for the event

For this it might be best to put the day/approximate time so other players can tag knowing when what's happening where.That aside, go for what you know. Feel free to post different threads for the same character at different points of the week too.

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[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

Medic merely shrugged. They didn't notice a thing and he wasn't going to complain. Made his job at least a tad bit more entertaining.

At Sniper's question, however, the German raised a critical brow "Of course I did! At least vhen zhey had season und zhe prizes vere not simply ridiculous. No one vould pay zwanzig Pfennige für einen Apfel!" and he would just glare for a while, unaware of just having dropped their shared language in a tiny rage about apples.

But this old man liked his fruits. And he's always liked them. Even as a child. But those were different times, and Sniper may want to keep that in mind.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Sniper, of course, was taking for granted the fact that Granny Smith apple trees were practically all over the place where he grew up. He could go the rest of his life without ever eating one of those again. Or strawberries. Or vegimite, or any of that stuff he ate as a kid that he wants to pretend doesn't exist anymore.

"No one would what?"

[uebercharge.livejournal.com]

All Sniper would get for asking was another glare. Medic had grown so used to both languages by now that he hardly could even tell when he was using which anymore. But his attention got drawn away from the BLU and back towards one of the students again. He lifted a gloved hand to point across the cafeteria "Zhat one. Zhat one looks good."

There were no truly visible signs of anything yet. At least not unless you knew what to look for. Like those barely noticable spasms.

"I zhink you vill haff your fun vizh zhat one."

[bye_to_yer_head]

"This gonna be another situation where I 'ave t' burn my clothes afterwards?" He followed Medic's finger to the student in question, but didn't notice anything wrong with them.

He grimaced and mentally went over the contents of his cart, hoping he had remembered that bag of extra-heavy trash bags in case he needed to pick up body parts.