unimpressed birds sing and die [ox1]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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Four cans of Mountain Dew and two glazed donuts were the only sources of energy McKinley had. This Christmas eve there was just too much to do! So she hadn't slept, and in the tradition of looking for Santa, the blond haired teen would make a point of staying up for far too many hours for her to want to count. It was hardly noon now, so logic held that she had a good twelve hours, plus some, before she could succumb to sleep.

"Chesssttnuts roasting by an open fire," McKinley chimed as she clenched another plastic treat bag with her left hand, tying it with her right hand. "Jack Frost nipping at your nose-- There!

[/color]" McKinley set the newly made Christmas decorated plastic bag onto the table beside the others, smiling with accomplishment as it settled into its spot and formed a pleasing thirtieth treat bag. Now that was holiday spirit. Candy in a bag, tied with curly ribbon. It left an assortment of candy on the table she was using, though- from a few extra Snickers candy bars, to CapriSun fruit punch, to an assortment of various individually wrapped Starburst and Skittle fun sized candies.

Unconcerned with the candy for the moment, McKinley turned to the equipment in the room. This was the room used for school announcements, and, secretly, her favorite place to be. While McKinley wasn't a technopath, she did recruit their help quite often to learn new technology related skills. Besides, as the student council secretary, she could make a pressing case for access to the announcement system. Before long, one thing had led to another, and McKinley Levine wound up sipping from the straw of a warm CapriSun with her legs on the desk and her eyes on the screen. The room was filled with Christmas songs- right now it was, "In The Bleak Midwinter" playing loudly from the attatched computer speakers as a youtube video flashed less than impressive miscellaneous Christmas images onto the screen.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • o for open, x for times, one for... one person. may add people later, but for now, first person to reply is the only one i want in the topic.
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • candy, music, and the desire to use the announcement system as a prank call facilitator- who's in?

[dylan]

The sound of a pair of Nikes running down the hallway and the trained breathing of a sunny teen were the only sound emitting throughout the hallow halls. Even though it was Christmas Eve and classes were canceled for the day. Growing increasing bored without training class Dylan decided it time for an Adventure! He was on his way to explore the untouched part of the school. He was making head way toward west tower for he heard rumors that a masked man lived there. But he slowly came to a stop. "Christmas music?"

Spinning around on the balls on of his feet he dashes to where the sound was coming from. BAM! Face Meet door. Letting out a silent owie. Dylan curses under his breath while he held onto his now wounded nose. Blinking the tears out of his eyes the young adventurer rubs his nose. Okay nothing broken. Taking precaution he takes time to open the door into the dimly lit room. Walking in the hooded blonde lets his eyes adjust to the lighting. Mountain Dew, Donuts and music. The leftovers of a party or a gamer gone mad? Whichever didn't matter to him. He was just about to turn around and leave when out of the corner of his eyes he caught sightings of someone.

A girl? Moving like he was dashing though the snow, he rolls up behind her like chestnuts roasting by an open fire because they wouldn't let him join in any reindeer games. All because Jack Frost was nipping at his nose. "What are you doing?" He said in his cool guy voice trying to mimic his older cousin who was as cool as frosty the snow man.

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[/color] Clothes CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES notes here WORD COUNT how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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Was that... a thud? At the door? What sort of creature didn't know how to turn a door knob properly? McKinley sat up in her seat, her fingers hovering over the mute button on the keyboard as she waited for another thud against the door. If it happened again, she was going to investigate. If not, she didn't want to draw more attention to herself.

When a boy entered the darkened room instead of a four-legged beast, McKinley leaned back in her seat and turned her full attention back to the computer screen, taking time to close out tabs and save documents until all that was left was the youtube screen and the computer software for broadcasting announcements. Completely normal. She was half expecting him to leave, but when he didn't and ended up behind her, the teen literally jumped in her seat, letting a small 'eee- no!' escape her. Having known he was there, she wasn't sure why she was so startled. Was it his alluring voice? How close he'd gotten without her realizing it? Whatever it was, McKinley quieted quickly and turned in the chair, grasping the back of the spinning computer chair while her feet dangled off the edge of the seat, her knees now firmly embedded in the crease of the back and the seat.

"Sneaking up on people isn't very nice.

[/color]" McKinley scolded knowingly. Then, in the same breath, as her hand raised to point toward the table of assembled treat bags and left over candy, she asked, "Want some candy?[/color]" In other words, 'want to get away from me?' Space seemed good. It was embarrassing to say her heart was racing, her survival instinct saying that if this were anything more than an everyday exchange, she'd be as good as dead, given her luck held up and it wasn't capture that the assailant had preferred.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • dylan
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • hey thanks for replying! and i read uncentered text better, i've decided =x

[dylan]

Click Click Click. The sound of a mouse clicking away filled the young teen's ears. It was the only other sounds in the room beside their breathing and the music, and being the kick butt hero he was his ear were masterly trained to pick up on sound. A good trick, unless you were fighting a villain that could use sound. Otherwise your pretty much screwed.

After doing his barrel roll Dylan peered over the girl's head to look at the computer screen. Youtube? He didn't know they got youtube here. Well that just made this place a ten billion percent better! Youtube was very grawsome. That way he could watch Adventure Time all he wanted! He could barely conceal his excitement. His face absolutely beaming with a big ol grin on his face. A sparkle in his blue eyes. He almost had forgotten the girl was even there until she turned around to face him. Given the height of the chair they were pretty much face to face with her slightly towering over him.

"I know, I'm sowwie" He said putting on his best puppy dog face. His eyes following her arm he looks toward the bangs and candy. "I Would love some candy!" His Stomach growling in agreement. In in a flash of movement he was upon the candy piling as much as possible in his arms before giggling happily. Drool coming out the corner of his mouth. Without a care in the world he unwraps one of the many candy bars and throws the wrapper somewhere on the floor not caring where it landed as he takes a large bite out of it. As he chewed he waves one in-front of her trying to ask her if she wanted one. Can't forget your manners now can you.

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[/color] Clothes CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES She is pretty adorable. WORD COUNT how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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Okay. The way he said sowwie was somewhat cute. Who did that? Cute blond kids who could fool her into thinking they were inhuman, then come upon her like a ninja, that's who. But McKinley Levine was still convinced he was as stealthy as a murderer. And no one that was as stealthy as a murder needed to be trusted just because they had a childish word that made their blond pretty boy face look all the more adorable. Jeeze, was his power superhuman allure? There was something about him... Something disarming. Like he should be carrying a teddy bear. That way, if he was, it'd be a crime not to hug him tight before sending him off to bed.

McKinley turned briefly so that she could hit the mute button to silence the room just as Dylan bounded over to the candy, scooping up the candy bars. When she looked back and noticed him waving it around, she giggled and hopped off the chair, moving over to the table. Ignoring his offer she grabbed a soda instead, popping the tab and sipping at the yellow-green mixture of almost solid caffeine and sugar.

"This is good~

[/color]" She declared in answer to his offer. She grasped the soda in both hands as if to solidify the fact that it couldn't slip frm her grasp and tilted it up to her lips again, letting the liquid slip past her lips as she examined Dylan's expression as he munched away at his candy bar. He didn't look familiar to her, which was saying something. It would seem he hadn't been close enough to Darrian, or at least not a threat to the male. That was good enough for her. Lowering the can, she put on her best friendly smile.

"I'm McKinley~! McKinley Levine.[/color]" McKinley introduced delightedly, as if her name alone was worthy of celebration. She withheld 'student council secretary' from her introduction, figuring that a stealthy ninja/potential murderer need not know any more.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • dylan
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • mckinley is soo cute~! i like playing her.

[dylan]

As Dylan ate away at the food devouring candy bar after candy bar his thoughts turns back to his mother and father. His mind perfectly imagining what they would say to him. "Dylan stop eating so much junk food! Gosh Chandler never ate like this why can't you be more like him!" And for a brief moment the little ball of sunshine didn't seem so sunny anymore, but he quickly pushed those thoughts away. This was time for adventure! not baby time!

"Okay! More candy for me!" He declared happily. His voice cracking from the pitch. Oh no! That wasn't super at all. How did that even happen with the computer he had for a voice?! Turning beet red he attempt's to hide his rosy cheeks by snacking away once more. Once he finished the candy Dylan smiles delightedly. His once starving beast of a stomach conquered and full. Giving his belly a gentle rub his bright blue eyes scan the room with child amazement written all over his face.

"Hi Mckinley!" Dylan said with a upbeat tone. The sugar high taking over Dylan bounces over to Mckinley. Once there he offer his hand for a hand shake a beaming smile on his face showing off his perfect white teeth. "My name is Dylan Ward, little brother of Chandler Fernandez and I'm on a kick butt adventure to find my Teddy!" Without shame he proudly declared his intentions. After all Teddy was really an orange one of a kind stuff animal dog! Very cool. But Teddy could wait. First he wanted to make a new buddy. After all strangers were for turbonerds.

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[/color] Clothes CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES She is pretty adorable. WORD COUNT how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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"Mhm, enjoy it,

[/color]" McKinley giggled. "You can have the donuts and soda, too. I'm finished with them.[/color]" She added, gesturing toward the soda and donuts also on the table before grasping her can of soda once again. She figured she could even give him one of her prepared treat bags if he wanted. Who would miss just one? And there were a few people who she wouldn't mind 'forgetting'.

Chandler. McKinley could identify the male, she knew he was competition to Darrian, and she knew Darrian was not a fan. But she had never met him, and she didn't plan to, especially if he was as ninja as Dylan. On the other hand, the way Dylan was shoving candy bars into his mouth made her question her assessment. She again sipped more of the Mountain Dew as she pondered this. She had to stop that. If she wasn't careful, she half expected to never sleep again after all the sugar and soda she'd already consumed.

Wait... Oh. No. The adorable boy just got more adorable. McKinley giiggled after he announced he was looking for 'Teddy'. Assuming it was a bear, her imagination churned out images of him cuddling with a brown plush bear. Soo cute! It was tempting to hug him now. But of course McKinley couldn't. Because he wasn't holding a bear, and most people didn't take well to being hugged by strangers for no apparent reason.

"Can I help you?[/color]" McKinley questioned hopefully, her eyes lighting with interest. It'd been years since she'd been carefree enough to play pretend, like getting to go on an adventure. More teenagers should trust in themselves and how much people liked it and just go for it, the way Dylan was. McKinley Levine certainly respected him for that.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • dylan
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • strangely sleepy today.

[dylan]

His mouth stuffed full with candy bars he could only nods quickly and repeatedly. He sure was enjoying it. "Chocolate delights with a touch of heaven." Was they way he describe the famous snicker candy bar. His mouth stuff filled to the max Dylan started choking. His eyes watering in panic he began comically crawling at the air around his throat. When she mention soda his eyes fixed themselves on the sugary drink and in a flash he was over there. Quickly popping the stop he chugs the entire can in one large gulp washing the treats down.

With a sigh of relief he puts the can down on the counter and grabs another one to enjoy, abit slower this item around. Slowly taking sips he listens to the girl asking if her could go on this adventure of his. "You bet! That means twice the awesome!" He said excitingly with a giggle. His caffeine starting to go to head he began bouncing up and down slightly.

"It's Adventure Time!" Gulping down the rest of the soda Dylan jumps up onto one of the desk and stick out one of his hand pretending to hold a sword. A goofy smile on his face as he announced it to the whole wide world. "But shhh, Teddy is in the west tower so we has be very very quiet." With that said he jumps down and tip toes over to the door and creaks it open. Looking left than right to make the coast was clear he waves at her to tell her it was perfectly safe as he sneaked around the corner into the hallway.

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[/color] Clothes CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES She is pretty adorable. WORD COUNT how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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OMcKinley's eyes went wide, her lips parting in a small, perhaps comical 'oh' as he choked. She would have reacted. McKinley told herself she would have. She could have done something. Instead, he solved the problem himself, drinking away the sugary chocolate candy with sugary liquid. Well. At least he could breathe again.

"Errm... are you... alright?

[/color]" McKinley murmured hesitantly, her eyes still fixed on the blond haired youth. She had to smile when he agreed to let her go along on the adventure, proclaiming it twice the awesome, even. If that wasn't an oddly vague compliment on his part, she was still taking it to be just that anyway. While her male counterpart bounced around McKinley set down her own still half full can of soda onto the table. The west tower, huh?

"Of course... The west tower seems like a very dangerous place- who knows what sort of things he's being exposed to up there.[/color]" McKinley agreed somberly. As he sneaks around, McKinley giggled. Realizing how serious he was, she covered her mouth with her hand to quiet the giggling. She didn't really mean to laugh, but the teen... well, he seemed like a ninja now. With a swift nod as he beckoned, she quietly approached the door behind him, then continued to move quietly into the hallway, all the while following him with a smile.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • dylan
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • it seriously was a close call there, but my muse didn't die with all the college drama of the past two weeks.

[dylan]

As he saved himself from certain death by candy, Dylan let out a refreshing "BAHHH". Once he had moved on to his second mountain dew he sat there contently for awhile. A happy grin on his face the entire time. "Yep I'm Mathematical!" What that even meant Dylan had no clue but it sure did sound pretty tight. Plus! The word stuck to him. His friends and others called him the Mathematical Hero Dylan. How many others had such a cool name! Just him that's who!

At her words of the terrible horrors his little Teddy might be facing Dylan eyes expanded into large saucers. "Nooooo! Not my little Teddy!" He said in a loud whispered as he crushed his now finished Mountain Dew can in his hands, before three pointing it into the farthest trash bin. It was close but he had manage to bounce it off the rim a few times before it landed inside safely. Smiling brightly he turned his attention back to the task at hand. Saving his stuff animal.

Once they had sneaked into the hallway. A few signals from him and giggles from her Dylan lead the way the way. His bright blues eyes shifting back and forth, looking for trouble, for danger, for Adventure. Coming to a break in the hall, the sunny teen throws his hand for a brief stop. Pointing his head out he looks past the corner. When he was sure the coast was clear he gave the notion for the safe to go before he barrel rolled to the next wall. Springing to his feet he stops and turns to look at her. "We're almost there!" He said in a loud whispered.

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[/color] Clothes CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES notes here WORD COUNT how many words?? [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[kin]

NOT A WORD THAT COULD MAKE YOU COMPREHEND
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"Mathematical?" Repeated McKinley quizzically. Mathematical. McKinley felt no great desire to have any ability when it came to mathematics, but he looked far too super to be bragging about his ability to solve equations. Did that mean he valued his ability to be a tutor? McKinley might need one, but she would prefer a mentor like Darrian opposed to a student her own age. No matter, perhaps he didn't mean that. A small grin tugged at her lips as she began imagining basic arithmetic and mathematical symbols across his clothes. As odd as it was, she wished she could make him a 'mathematical' jacket. She'd blame it on her generous nature and sense of boredom since coming to Ashford.

"I'm sure he's going to be fine! We'll get there, Dylan- I'm sure there's an interrogation phase first, they couldn't have possibly given up on seeking answers from him. He's a valuable source of information.

[/color]" McKinley promised gravely, trying to reassure Dylan as best as she could. Her attention wandered to Dylan's actions as he tossed the can toward the trash bin. Impressive! Close indeed, but it went in, which even left McKinley smiling slightly.

McKinley raised an eyebrow as Dylan barrel rolled to the wall. Was that necessary? And yet... How could she not get into the spirit of things? McKinley crouched down, then did a forward tumble after Dylan, giggling once more when she was sitting upright again nearer to the wall. Not against it, but near enough that slight movement would lead to contact. Her giggling was quickly silenced when he gave her the signal to stop. Right. This was serious. Though the young girl was still smiling, she was silent, her eyes wide with suspense as she awaited permission to resume her actions.

"Okay, good,[/color]" McKinley agreed gravely, getting to her own feet in preparation to follow him the rest of the way to their destination.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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T A G G E D • dylan
L Y R I C S • you're crashing but you're no wave by fallout boy
T E M P L A T E • PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION
N O T E S • revived muse! not my best though.