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6 people approach

shslliteraryeditor

shsldmmarco

shsl-game-master

shslweaver

shslquizbowlchampion

shsl-roboticist

Gold eyes went wide looking at the new arrivals as Zisel silently worked to talk herself out of turning tail and running. They surely couldn't be that bad, all of these ridiculous paranoid worries of them absolutely hating her already had to be baseless. Quickly the raven haired girl tried to deflect those thoughts and forced a tense smile onto her face and started to type on her tablet. In a few moments she finished and looked a little content with herself and flipped the device around to show her peer what was written.

-Hello there! It is very nice to meet you. My name is Zisel Maki and I hope we can become friends!

#shsl roboticist #shslliteraryeditor #shsldmmarco #shslweaver #shslquizbowlchampion #shsl game master #UH GONNA TRY BOTH SINCE IDK HOW ITLL SHOW UP #shsl-game-master #hello friends #i follow a lot of you on natsu and thIS TIME IM GONNA TRY TO BE LESS INTIMIDATED AND RP WITH YOU AT LEAST WITH THIS BRAT #i totes understand if u dont reply tho #but yeah hI EVERYONE

♔ (do it nerd)

:)))))

#shslliteraryeditor #asks #pleats are hard #munart

♔ (sweats nervously)

all these oc’s are super cute u/////u

#shslliteraryeditor #mun draws

9 on the tapestry

"W-why don't I greet you as you come? Gggghhh... T-there's so many... What do you all want? Don't come any closer!!"

He then waved his hands quickly in a flustered manner.

"B-but don't go either! Please stand right there and talk to me! I'll make you some socks, promise!!"

#greetings!#shslharpist #shslidentitythief #shslroyalassistant #shslliteraryeditor #shslstarfabric #joshuacailyn #shslclockmaker #shsltrack #shslgeneticist

Aichi sat at the lab computer, an ugly frown twisting his features as he mussed his hair with one hand, tapping the fingers of the other at the desk. His essay was due in one hour and all the brilliant prose he had furiously banged out last night in a caffeine rush looked like gibberish this morning. If he hadn't angrily chucked the can at his alarm clock earlier in the morning, knocking it and the clock out the window, he would have checked the ingredients for cocaine because clearly only illicit stimulants could have produced the garbage now boring into his eyes. He passed a hand over his face to help him pull himself together. The clock in the lower right hand corner of the screen informed him he now had fifty-eight minutes left to finish this. He cussed under his breath and scanned the first few lines, hoping some understanding would jump out at him.

#starter #rp #shslliteraryeditor

New Little Artist

shslliteraryeditor

With a smile on her face, Mattai finished up her drawing of the park. She held it up, in front of her face and giggled. "It only took two hours, but it turned out nicely!" She stared at the picture for a while until she jumped after hearing a little kids scream. Mattai sighed and started putting her art supplies away in her bag, thinking about moving to another location.

#shslliteraryeditor #Thanks for following! ^-^

6 have picked up their pens

shsl-bratty-wordsmith

toshio-fukawa

shslclassrep

shslliteraryeditor

shslcomputerexpert

stonecoldstuntdriver

Kin sighed in slight relief as the class was at last dismissed for the day. They had never been one to enjoy school, but however much they disliked it, they would never drop out. After all, this school was meant to boost their success and possibly lead to a better life for them and their family. If such was the case, then Kin would gladly put up with it.

Quickly packing up their things, Kin made for the door, meaning to get home as soon as possible. They nodded to an acquaintance or two on the way out, but didn't have the energy to stop to chat. Keeping their pace steady, they made their way through the hall, checking to make sure they had all of their things. They had gotten to the lobby before they realized something was off.

...

Oh no!

Kin stopped off to the side of the hallway and pulled their bag from their shoulder to search through. No, no, no! It wasn't there! Their favorite calligraphy pen had gone missing! It was certainly one they couldn't afford to lose, either. Replacing the bag on their shoulder, they simply resolved to retrace their steps back into the classroom.

Looking to their desk, they saw not only their prized pen, but someone picking it up and examining it as well. They strode over, nervous as to whether or not this person was going to steal it, and stopped a few paces behind this new person.

Their voice was soft when they spoke.

"Excuse me...?"

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