- Invitation Status
- Not accepting invites at this time
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- It varies a lot due to my work schedule.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- I'm really not picky about the genres, but you will see me a lot on Romance, Comedy, Slice of Life, Action and Fantasy roleplays.
The teacher looked at her ruler and chuckled a bit, shooking his head. "Don't worry, there's n way I would dare to hit a student with this", she said and looked at her with a slight smirk. "There's other good waysof punishments, my dear. Now..." She pointed in front of the class. "Go there and make a proper presentation. Start with your name, age and spicies. Then, tell us a bit about you".Kit stood silently and cursed herself for trying to be cool. Her tail flicked distractedly and she bit her lip.
"What you gonna do with that?"
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The teacher widen her eyes and all of a sudden, her kind side were supressed by an creepy and scary expression, a purple aura emerging from her body and her eyes brighting red. She smacked her desk, making a crack on it. She glared at the students that were bullying Saito, especially the one that start it all and that almost hit a girl with a baseball. "KATSUKI! HOW DARE YOU TO THROW PAPERS AND A BALL IN MY CLASS?!" he yelled at him with a demonic voice so deep that the windows of the class shook a bit, but didn't broke or crack. The boy eeked and went pale, quickly standing up and bowing at her. "S-S-Sorry, teacher...! I-I swear I won't do it again!" He also bowed at the girl, an aura of shame above his head.Classroom: 12-2
He could feel the paper that someone throw at him, it didnt actually hurt but it was annoying, he could hear that some of the boys grin so now the knew who thrown it. After sometime he could hear that some paper scrambling, it was the other boys from the class who have made paper balls and thrown them at Saito one by one, the ignored them while whispering to himself "Omg... they are so unmature right now.. grow up already.." The other boys started to realize that Saito ignored them so, one of them took out a baseball and was ready to throw it at him, Saito saw that he pulled up an baseball, and throw it but when he was about to throw it, he got sunshine in his eyes and miss fired it so he throw it at one of the girls instead, Saito reacted quickly. Saito quickly raised from the chair and that made a lot of noise, so it dragged all in the class's attention. Right before the ball could hit the girls head, Saito catch the ball in the last second. Saito felt relief, everyone saw how he catch the baseball. Saito grap the ball tight, so tight that he destroyed the baseball. Saito looked at the one who throw it with an imtimadating face, that made the boys scared. Saito look at them while he said "You can throw things at me, i dont care. You can backtalk me, i dont care. but, if you are hurting a girl, I..WILL.. GET... PISSED!!" The boys look at him in terror, Saito took the destroyed baseball and throw it in the trashcan. On the way back to his desk, he said out loud "Sorry for interupting the class miss. please continue.." He got to his desk, then he placed his elbow on the desk again and resting his head on his hand.
The guys that were talking about Aria and Megumi widen ther eyes and gasped. One even spitted some water her was drinking from a water. They couldn't believe that cute, adorable, waifu (the list is pretty long, so let's just leave it there) did that. Also, they didn't knew how she could mimicked them that perfectly. They growled and glared at her. She was looking that she looked all adorable and like a child, because they was about to yell at him rudely.
The teacher fixed his glasses and walked towards the boys. He stood in front of them and crossed his arms, groaning as he looked down at them. "So, you guys did it again, huh? Alright..." He pointed at a corner of the room were some chairs were. On top of them, there were some notebooks and pencil. The boys looked at the corner and gasped. THey quickly looked at the teacher and begged him for forgiveness.
"Please, don't make use write 500 sentences!"
"Our hands will definitely fell from our arms!"
"We're sorry! We promise we won't do it agan!"
"Our hands will definitely fell from our arms!"
"We're sorry! We promise we won't do it agan!"
The students looked at them with pity, some of them making an invisible crosses over their faces, knowing how awful was writing 500 in cursive.