"Fine... We'll walk." The only reasons Black agreed to the request were so he could have more alone time with the pretty girl and that running without shoes was pretty much murder on one's feet if they had to run the length of the school. He began walking towards the class, following the route on the schedule.
Always be ready to do the unusual and unexpected.Jesus Of Suburbia, having done this with every new teacher he had ever met, stood up. Suddenly, music filled the air, originating from around JOS. One would assume that it was coming from an MP 3 player in his pocket or something similar.
"''I'm the son of Rage And Love! The Jesus Of Suburbia! From the bible of, none of the above, on a steady diet of, soda pop and Ritalin. No one's ever died for my sins in hell, far as I can tell, at least the ones I've gotten away with!"
Deadpool blinks. OK... I'm the master of comedy... Nah why do I need a speech I'm not a Magical Girl. Any way I'm Deadpool. Your sheet will say Wade Wilson.
edited 31st Oct '11 8:16:04 AM by Fusionman
Dr. Insano was in his basement, looking through his notes. "Alright, that's enough studying for one day. Time to see what all the students are doing..." Insano said. He then walked over to a monitor and pressed a few buttons.
In the class room, if anyone noticed, a camera on the ceiling would change from a green light to a red light.
Insano sees the classroom in a grayscale as he notices Jesus singing. "Ah, what an excellent singer! Which reminds me..." Insano said as he ran to his notebook. The scribblings were fresh as it showed a sketch of Insano holding a large boombox over his head. "If I get that guy to sing for my musical brainwasher, that will work perfectly!" Insano said as he drew a scribble of Jesus next to Insano. Insano grinned.
edited 6th Nov '11 3:13:04 PM by Psyga315
...Wait, why did I want to fuck him again? Panty thought, as the Jesus of Suburbia spontaneously broke out into song. Oh right, because he's hot. Get your fucking priorities straight already, Panty!
"Panty," she replied, when Balalaika addressed her. "Panty Anarchy. And don't expect me to break into a fucking song and dance about who I am."
"Yes, because I'm obviously not here right now." Orochi muttered darkly. Nonetheless he listened intently.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?And so the day wore on. Students buzzed like insects from dorm to dorm, lesson to lesson, engaging in many an odd misadventure. All milled about under the watchful eye of the electronic system, as Principal Luthor sifted through his files. Eventually, the sun began to drop from the sky, until at long last, the time was over, and the pupils were free to go home.
And a Strange Figure Emerges.Insano, in the time it took for the class to be over, had created a few more rayguns and fired each one at the target. "Good. They work. Now to store them." Insano said as he pulled out a drawer. He then placed the guns in the drawer and tucked it away. He then looked at his sketch book. Back to the Musical Brainwasher. "Someday... this plan will work." Insano said.

Pinkie suppressed a laugh at Deadpool's little discussion with the teacher. It sounded a little mean-spirited and she kind of wondered if Miss Balalakia was serious with those threats and such, but funny was funny. Honestly, she'd considered pulling a prank or two on the teachers but decided against it. Best not to foul up first impressions like that.
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