Owen bit his tongue when she got the name of the Motorcycle wrong a second time, he was certain that she was doing it on purpose now so there was little point in saying anything about it. He realised that if she had indeed scratched his bike that she might be getting some sick pleasure out of his an...

Aphordite? APHORDITE? Naomi's response made his blood boil, perhaps she had said that intentionally to irk him, and if it was intentional it worked. Owen's raised his voice, never the sort to resort to violence but always the sort to voice his opinion in an aggressive manner. "You may not just...

Cabbage-headed skunk? Owen put on a bit of a confused expression; he had heard a lot of odd phrases before but cabbage-headed skunk? That was something he had never heard before. He supposed that it was a replacement for a more colourful word and for now he wouldn't think too hard about it. He woul...

Owen looked up to find Naomi Bell walking speedily, something about her expression screamed; I have to go fast. Something in Owen's mind clicked and it only seemed logical that she was moving fast to avoid him, because she was the guilty party. He remembered the saying the guilty always return to th...

Owen nearly screamed, not a feminine scream but more one of rage. His looked around the parking lot for the offender and saw no one. He looked back at his motorcycle, he was shaking from rage. It was a scratch, on his bike, a scratch on his lovely bike. To most people it would have seemed trivial; t...

((Going to skip my turn since this thread has been idle for a while)) Claiming that Gabe even tried to focus through the rest of the class could easily be described as a down right lie; instead his mind began to drift off as the class continued. So he opened his book and started to doodle into it as...

Gabe pulled up a chair and joined the group; he was okay with Cynthia joining and nodded. "I don't mind if the others are okay with it, besides another person just means more input." He paused and thought of a hero "If you want reality, you could go with Ned Kelley, but he was a robbe...

((Gabirel Castinera: Start)) Gabirel Castinera opened the door to the classroom; he was late and aware that he was probably disturbing the class. Still, it was better that he was late than never there. With a sheepish grin he entered the class room as the teacher looked in his direction. "I'm r...

Before Yoshio could really respond to Mallory she left, he was a bit perplexed because she climbed over the fence instead of using the gate. A laugh quietly escaped as he waved at her as she left, though she probably didn't see. He supposed that she was an oddball, but she was cool enough to qualify...

Mrs Jenkins smiled "That's alright; it's always nice to have visitors over. Plus, Yoshio needs to get out and make more friends because he's not very social, you know." She started to head off towards the apple tree "Anyway, I'll leave you kids alone to chat." Yoshio thought that...

Yoshio was able to successfully enter the gate without Caesar's hindrance; he shut it behind him and fixed the latch. He was about to set his bag down, before realising that the dog had recently evacuated there and chose against it. Mallory really seemed to like Caesar and Caesar really did seem to ...

She said something about guys sprouting like trees, it took him a moment to realise what she meant exactly but he eventually got it. She was talking about how she couldn't change her diet. He frowned, as that sounded like an excuse and he didn't like excuses. He considered saying something but befor...

Yoshio was a little bit bothered by her singing comments; he wondered how anyone could be so painfully blunt. There were always those people he supposed, and he doubted that she was actively trying to offend him. At least, he didn't think it was an insult, even though it punched his ego a tiny bit. ...

Yoshio looked at Mallory; an expression of surprise on his face. Seriously? I take my guard down for a moment and the girl from the school gym shows up He supposed that he should answer her question "It is called C-Chocolate disco by Perfume... and I do not really know why I am listening to it....

((Yoshio Sato continued from A Tale of Blood and Sweatsocks )) It was a fairly nice afternoon as Yoshio left the gym and headed to his home. It was relaxing after watching all the drama that had unfolded earlier. He hooked his earphones into his ears and started to shuffle through his music, The Bea...