#fanpro high

[theamazing1010]

*music symbol* ((Either Ebony or Zachary or both))

[Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap

He hadn’t meant to see her like that. Yet, it always seemed to happen to him. Every time he saw her, part of his heart chipped away. It was a dark, cloudy night when it happened. Lately, he had found himself having trouble sleeping. He would walk around, trying to lull his mind back to respite. That particular night was different somehow, it was hard to explain why. Maybe it was the deep chill that had settled in the abandoned halls of the building, or perhaps it was the faint glow of the moonless sky, casting only a faint glow on his surroundings. Whatever it was, maybe it’s what made him follow the stranger he saw, ducking down another hallway. Normally, he would’ve just ignored it. Whoever they were, they were out for their own business, he had no room to stick his nose in. Yet, this time, he found himself wandering after her. Through the hall, he would only catch a glance before she turned another corner, went through another door. Faintly he wondered why he was doing such a strange thing as he found himself at the foot of the stairs to the roof. Her soft footsteps could barely be heard as she made her way to the roof. In contrast, his steps seemed much deeper, having an echo as he climbed each step. He found himself hesitating as he heard the door the the rooftop open, then shut just as suddenly. Standing frozen a flight below, Ebony found his heart in his throat. Why was he so nervous? His heart fluttered, a strange sense of nostalgia settled on his shoulders as he found himself racing up those last few stairs, racing towards that lone door.She was standing on the opposite end of the roof as he pushed open the door. Her white nightgown fluttered in the icy wind, which took Ebony’s breath away. How could she stand wearing such thin pajamas on such a cold night? It wasn’t until she turned slightly that he realized who she actually was. If Janie was surprised to see him there, she didn’t show it. No, in fact, it was like he wasn’t there at all. All her emotion was shown on her face, her heart exposed as tears ran down her cheeks. Ebony stopped breathing as he watched her, her dark brown hair curling back in view as she turned back away. "It always seems to be you." She laughed richly, not a trace of sorrow to be heard in her voice at all. Nervously, the boy gulped as he took a step forwards towards her. The same threat that always loomed around her seemed to be gone, but something still made him hang back. Confusion, and a strange fluttery feeling kept welling up inside of him as he joined her, side by side, overlooking the countryside surrounding the school. Building up the courage, he glanced away from the scenary to glance back at the crying girl. Her expression remained the same, tears flowing down, but it wasn’t despair she was reflecting. A resignated smile had curled up on her lips, bitter sweet, yet, hopeful. He wasn’t sure what to do, what to say. The tears kept flowing down as she turned her gaze to meet his, her smile growing. "So… How much did you see?"

The wind continued battering them. He wasn’t sure how she remained so poised, her gaze never lowered, nor did she ever shiver. Whatever was going through her mind, it never scratched her dignity. For a moment, at least, a second, The ice queen wasn’t made of ice. She was a warm-hearted person, stoic, yet, beautiful.

Ebony awoke the next morning, dazed. He had slept through his alarm again, and his pajamas were cold. For a brief second, he recalled some sort of strange scene. Janie, smiling up through bitter tears, leaning up on tip toe and kissing his cheek. “I don’t mind if it’s you who sees.” Was her parting words. But… nah, it was only a dream. Probably. Yet, part of him wanted it not to be.

[analiart]

While I was tutoring today, I sketched a picture of Fanpro High Pristine that I really liked.  So, I decided to color it, and soon I was highlighting, and then shading, and then this.

So, yeah.  Here she is!

EDIT: Whoops!  Forgot her glasses. ;;;  Here it is fixed.

[jaffre]

i also redrew the kids to be more human

[jaffre]

here, have a quick thing with daniel & nina in the fanpro high au

nina looks like a businesswoman so headcanon accepted here we go

[luxe19]

♫ Idk if you'd like to do Prof. Cinco and Danny uvu ))

Shuffled Song: “Luck be a lady” by Frank Sinatra

Trent did not enjoy chaperoning school events. It was probably his least favorite part of the job, actually. His mother had always instilled the ‘volunteer spirit’ in him, however, so he’d sign up anyway. At least this time it wasn’t a dance, but the big yearly charity event Fanpro High hosted. The theme is voted on by the students every year, and this year the decided theme was “Las Vegas Casino.” This meant a lot of playing card symbols and tip toeing around gambling laws regarding minors. The system was set up so that the gambling was done with Monopoly style money, and all the money won was to be donated by the school and the mysterious investor who matched their profits every year. He uncomfortably adjusted his tie and checked his watch.

"Cinco!" called a familiar voice, and he looked over his shoulder. It was Mr. Harrington, one of the younger teachers on staff and by all accounts a bit of a strange guy. Trent always figured him for some kind of sociopath, but wouldn’t say it to his face.

"Harrington, good to see you.""I told you, I prefer Danny.""Of course. What brings you here? You aren’t usually one for volunteer work.""What can I say, I just can’t resist the night life." Danny grinned, that same offputting grin he always had. Trent looked towards the students and replied "Somehow, that doesn’t surprise me." "Probably shouldn’t," Danny chuckled, "So, wheres Blinky?"

"Luxe?""That’s what I said."

Trent shrugged, “I left her at home. She needed to charge, and I knew if I brought her she’d be sitting on top of the slot machines all night shouting out boop-type noises and flashing her bulbs til she exhausted herself. She’ll never forgive me for keeping that from her, but cest la vie.”

"That’s cool," Danny responded, glancing over at one of the tables, "Say, do you have a fiver on you?""What?""Do you?""Um…" Trent reached for his wallet, confusion in his voice, "Real money or..?""OH, no. Casino money. I’m fresh out, and I think I have an opportunity over at the poker table. I can read people, you know. I’m real good."

Trent sighed, he knew there must have been some reason for him to be approached and this might as well have been it. He reached into his pocket and handed Danny a fake 20. “Here, go nuts.”

Danny took it in both hands and eyed it as he beamed widely. “You’re not gonna regret it, Cinco. I’m gonna wipe the floor with those nerds.”

"Well, you know what they say, Luck be a Lady.""Nah, forget the lady." Danny said, walking away, "Luck be a twenty."

Trent did not enjoy chaperoning school events. It was probably his least favorite part of his job.

[luxe19]

There are probably a few different people in charge of being the mascot for different games/events but the one requirement is that you have to get fuckin PUMPED UP even if you're faking it

[theamazing1010]

♫ (for highschool au or whatever .v.)

[Behind The Sea- Panic! At the disco]

"That one looks like… A lopsided bunny snake!" Arthur proclaimed as he pointed at a particularly puffy cloud. 45 squinted at the cloud in question. "I… Guess I can kind of see it? I though it looked more like a lobster." He admitted as he splashed a foot back into the stream they were lying next to. The sky was a perfect blue, hardly any clouds in sight. It was one of the last warm days of the year, and neither boy wanted to spend it inside another classroom. Swiftly, leaves were falling from a tree nearby, she gold and orange leaves covered the ground and the backs of the stream. One of them landed in one of Arthur’s discarded shoes, looking particularly funny the way it stuck out. "Oh, It is a lobster!" The underclassman gasped with delight as he saw what 45 meant. "What about that one??" He continued, pointed at a fat, puffy cloud. "Hmm… I’d say a hippo in a tutu." Laughign now, 45 looked at the cloud and felt the grin on his face. Shortly after, Arty’s laughter joined his as the two boys laughed at the simplicity of that puffy cloud. "Hey, what do you plan to do after you graduate?" Arthur’s question came rather unexpectedly. He glanced over curiously, resting his head in his hands as he did so. 45’s laughter turned into a thoughtful frown. "…To be honest. I don’t really know. I don’t think college would really suit me, but I don’t know what kind of career I’d try looking into at all. …Maybe some sort of job a metro park?" He confessed, looking a little uneasy. Usually, he’d tried avoiding the topic, but for some reason, maybe because of the weather, he found himself being more honest than he wanted. Silence was his response. Arthur was looking back up at the sky. "The world is really big place." He stated. "There’s gonna be a ton for you to do."

They spent the rest of their time out in silence. Staring up at the clouds was all they needed. Occasionally Tenten or 45 would splash in the stream, but for now, they didn’t need to worry about anything else.

[luxe19]

Imagine Professor Cinco chaperoning a school dance, using his robot arm to seperate couples dancing too close and using the phrase "Save room for Zero" and then throwing up a little in his mouth because he has in fact become his father