Post by Bubonic Plague on Jun 28, 2012 17:53:26 GMT -5
((Alright, I know you're all bored shitless right now, so I wanted to start a new holiday thread. Yes, I had to steal a title from a song from a movie, but it makes sense for this time of year! My brain is a bit rusty from not RPing as much, and this is my first time doing a "big" post. Critique, critique, critique!!! Please tell me if I'm being OOC. ))
Pedro shuffled through a pile of dead leaves that were scattered on the ground. A wide grin spread across his face as he thought of how stupendous the evening would be. His mouth watered as he thought of the assortment of sweets he would be recieving this very night, good things such as chocolate bars, jawbreakers, and bubble gum. More came to mind until a gigantic figure loomed over him. Pedro came to be a deer in the headlights. Russell gave a grunt as he squinted at the puny boy before him. A large lump swelled in Pedro's throat, and so he gulped it down.
"L-lovely w-weather w-we are h-having." Pedro shrunk near the ground.
Trent and Wade appeared along side of their hulking leader.
"Cough it up doughboy!" Trent demanded.
"Or Russell give you wedgie!" Russell pounded his fist into the other hand.
Pedro was in serious trouble. He had spent the last of cash on can of beam cola during lunch after sneaking past the bullies. There were only two choices for him now: running for his life, or suffering the consequences. He could not last with more pain than he had that morning when they had given him a n Indian sunburn. Before Pedro could take more than five steps towards freedom after making his decision, Russell had him by the collar.
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A loud scream errupted amongst the color changing trees and a flock of crows flew from the branches and into different directions. Mikhaila walked back to the girls dorm with a scowl look on her face. Eunice, who was standing next to Karen, had an uneasy feeling as the intimidating Russian girl passed them, as if she had something dark to her. Mikhaila stopped to the sound of a calling crow that was perched on a jack-o-lantern. The crow was high off the ground on a pillar, and with it's beady eyes, turned it's head towards Mikhaila.
"Cawww! Cawww!"
Mikhaila plugged her ears with her fingers. It was the most annoying thing she'd ever heard, and this made her despise the creature.
Oh how I hate their species, always ruining crops!
Mikhaila thought this nuisance should be killed. She took out a sharp rock and aimed at the bird. Before the bird could make another call, it was struck in the head. Feathers scattered in mid air as it fell to the ground, legs stiffened straight.
"Serves your right!" She muttered in Russian.
Mikhaila shoved her hands in her coat pockets as she continued her path to the dorm. Ivan and Gordon looked down at the dead crow and smiles came to their faces.
"Let's poke it!" Gordon suggested.
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Mikhaila sighed as she pushed through the entrance of the dorm.
She said to herself in Russian, "Halloween is tonight, and I have plans to make."
She opened her wardrobe with a curling, evil smile.
((Ok, I don't know if it's ok to kill a bird with one stone or not. Just correct me if I did.))
Pedro shuffled through a pile of dead leaves that were scattered on the ground. A wide grin spread across his face as he thought of how stupendous the evening would be. His mouth watered as he thought of the assortment of sweets he would be recieving this very night, good things such as chocolate bars, jawbreakers, and bubble gum. More came to mind until a gigantic figure loomed over him. Pedro came to be a deer in the headlights. Russell gave a grunt as he squinted at the puny boy before him. A large lump swelled in Pedro's throat, and so he gulped it down.
"L-lovely w-weather w-we are h-having." Pedro shrunk near the ground.
Trent and Wade appeared along side of their hulking leader.
"Cough it up doughboy!" Trent demanded.
"Or Russell give you wedgie!" Russell pounded his fist into the other hand.
Pedro was in serious trouble. He had spent the last of cash on can of beam cola during lunch after sneaking past the bullies. There were only two choices for him now: running for his life, or suffering the consequences. He could not last with more pain than he had that morning when they had given him a n Indian sunburn. Before Pedro could take more than five steps towards freedom after making his decision, Russell had him by the collar.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A loud scream errupted amongst the color changing trees and a flock of crows flew from the branches and into different directions. Mikhaila walked back to the girls dorm with a scowl look on her face. Eunice, who was standing next to Karen, had an uneasy feeling as the intimidating Russian girl passed them, as if she had something dark to her. Mikhaila stopped to the sound of a calling crow that was perched on a jack-o-lantern. The crow was high off the ground on a pillar, and with it's beady eyes, turned it's head towards Mikhaila.
"Cawww! Cawww!"
Mikhaila plugged her ears with her fingers. It was the most annoying thing she'd ever heard, and this made her despise the creature.
Oh how I hate their species, always ruining crops!
Mikhaila thought this nuisance should be killed. She took out a sharp rock and aimed at the bird. Before the bird could make another call, it was struck in the head. Feathers scattered in mid air as it fell to the ground, legs stiffened straight.
"Serves your right!" She muttered in Russian.
Mikhaila shoved her hands in her coat pockets as she continued her path to the dorm. Ivan and Gordon looked down at the dead crow and smiles came to their faces.
"Let's poke it!" Gordon suggested.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mikhaila sighed as she pushed through the entrance of the dorm.
She said to herself in Russian, "Halloween is tonight, and I have plans to make."
She opened her wardrobe with a curling, evil smile.
((Ok, I don't know if it's ok to kill a bird with one stone or not. Just correct me if I did.))