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Post by Daske Depp on Sept 9, 2006 17:29:02 GMT -5
Daske walked in his dorm, intolerant if the vibrant and exhilarating surroundings. He threw his bag on his bed and looked around the dull room that had now been his for four years in a row. The only thing that adorned his side was a black cover over his bed, and a reading lamp that was modernly hooked to his bed post. Instead of leaving one of the keys for whoever his room mate might be, Daske took both sets and headed out locking the door. Last year had literally been a pain in the ass when he had to room with a snotty jock, that ended up in the hospital when he "borrowed" his car keys. In all truth, Daske didn't have the patience to deal with people's bullshi*, and wanting to save himself some patience, he decided to leave this year's "roommate" locked out. If the bastard was smart, he would get the message, if not, Daske would pound some sense into the imbecile. With a sinister aura, Daske walked smoothly through the halls, receiving many awed stares or the sound of doors closing shut before he passed through there. He needed some fresh air from the smothering environment, and with that thought in mind, he headed for the park alone.
To: The Park.
[P/S: For those who have read my profile, the "Jock" ties in to the RP demonstration. ]
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Post by Zarek Romano on Sept 10, 2006 12:39:27 GMT -5
Zarek made his way calmly through the coridors of the dorm building. This would be the thrid room change that he'd had to endure throughout hisyears at Troy high. There were kids lucky enough to have the same room throughout their highschool years, and others, like himself that changed every so often. Exhaling slightly he carried a small backpack on his right shoulder and a medium sized suit case that held all of his belongings. In his hand were a pair of car keys and a beaten up cell fone, which he'd just finished speaking with his younger sister through. Already upset about how the day was turning out, his mood didn't brighten at finding the door to his dorm locked. He scowled and placed his belongings on the maroon colored carpet, rotated his shoulders and looked to the door with narrowing eyes. "Who does this mother f***** think he is?' he thought to himself as he tried opening it. Zarek ground his teeth together, clenching his fist, and knocked on the door loudly, causing a few of the people already in the hall to look his way with frightened eyes. Ignoring them, he gave up the knocking and placed his keys and cellphone on the floor. Slowly, he backed away, taking five steps back, almost to the oposite wall, he took a deep breath, biting down his anger and charged the door, using all his strength to knock it down completely. The other seniors that had been curious enough to watch him do so, soon "lost intrest" and scrurried back into their own dorms, peaking through the cracks of locked doors. Zarek smiled slightly, contented with his action, picked up his things and placed them on the left side of the room. He touched his right shoulder which would most likely be bruised, and cursed under his breath. Raking a hand through his long hair, he gave a quick scan of the room, and decided to put his things away later, the rank surroundings worsened his mood, and he felt some fresh air would be best for him to calm down. Stepping over the fallen door, he showed an almost invisible smile as he made his way to the park.
To: Park
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