(HEYO!!!!!!!)
Creativity is a crime rp, anyone?
(hey!)
Marco shrugged once again, "I'm tired of being scared."
Micah didn't know how to respond to that. He just sighed and looked down at the desk. "I…I just don't know how you handle it. I don't even have one tally and I'm freaking out every second of my life."
"Yeah well, I was four years old when I got my first tally. It hurt like hell." Marco smiled at the memory.
(you ok??)
(People!! COME BACK!!!!!!)
(yeah sorry I had to do something I'm here)
(Ok.)
"Four?" Micah didn't think you could get a tally that young. There had to be rules about that right? "You…don't seem too disappointed about the fact that 'it hurt like hell'."
"No, I'm not. I cried for what… Three months straight? Yep, that sounds right." Marco got up out of his seat and started for the teacher.
Phoebe stood there, silent and shocked to the core. Poor Marco…
He wasn't upset? There seemed to be something seriously wrong with this guy emotionally. After getting branded with a burning pole five times, Micah couldn't blame him. He watched silently as Marco made his way over to the teacher, preparing himself to run if anything bad happened.
Marco walked up to the teacher, he thought about unfreezing her, but he would get in trouble, once again. Marco grabbed a chair and tossed it at the frozen teacher statue. It shattered into millions of pieces. He heard screams and yells from the normal people.
Micah jumped and closed his eyes at the noise of the shattering ice. He was scared to open his eyes, but he did any way. The normal people in the classroom were screaming and yelling to each other and Marco. By now, Micah wasn't the least bit surprised by Marco's actions. It did make him freak out a little more on the inside. If no one had reported Marco by now, they were going to soon.
Marco walked up to the teacher, he thought about unfreezing her, but he would get in trouble, once again. Marco grabbed a chair and tossed it at the frozen teacher statue. It shattered into millions of pieces. He heard screams and yells from the normal people.
(did we just have our first murder?)
(Yes we did.)
(can I join)
"Shut up!" Marco was tired of the screams. Lindsy Cohen, a normal, walked up to Marco and spat on him saying, "you. Are. A. MONSTER!!" She tried to leave the class, but Marco grabbed her arm.
(SURE!)
Micah looked around at Phoebe, Victoria, and Amber nervously. He was crossing his fingers, hoping that Marco wouldn't kill anyone else. He stood up and began making his way over to Marco in case he did something stupid.
Mariko Okudaira
5'1"
16 years old
big brown eyes, blind, but has bionic eyes (You can't really tell), blue hair (dyed), cat ear headband, plaid dress with mary-jane shoes and socks that go up to her thighs, cyborg hand.
outgoing, a little weird (aren't we all? hehe) has a stutter, sings at random moments, always smiling, tends to fall in love easily.
fatal flaw: short tempered and unforgiving.
(Sounds GREAT)
(THANK you)
Marco whispers in her ear, "if you tell on me. I'm gonna make you sorry." He looks up to see Micah staring at him in shock. "What are you, gay? Just leave me alone."
Micah stopped in his tracks. He didn't know why he expected the weird psychopath to be friends with him. "First of all, I'm not." He said as calmly as he could. "Second, because I actually care about people. I don't want your stupid actions to put all of us in jail!" Micah gestured to Phoebe, Victoria, and Amber.
(are they in the class or am I not paying attention)
Marco frowned and took one step forward. Micah backed up. "You'll thank me one day."
(They are in class.)
Micah glared at him. "I don't think I will." He marched over to his desk in the corner, away from the one where the girls were still standing. What was he thinking, getting involved in this mess? At least he had the trust of Amber and Victoria. That was all he needed for now.