Super Highschool Level Tattoo Artist

Zain Blanc: alive

[zain-blanc]

Like Thatll Happen - Chapter 1 [OPEN]

Really? Killing someone to leave this place?

How cliché.

Theres gotta be a better way out of here then getting your hands dirty just to get out of college. This is probably some weird frat entrance thing that people like to pull.

Zain looked around at all the other kids freaking out and sighed.

Like come on. He could tell that more than half of these kids would are to much of a pussy to even hold a knife. So really this isnt anything to worry about.

So Zain just leaves the cafeteria and decides that taking a cold shower will relieve him of his anger from earlier on. Once entering the bathroom he notices someone infront of the mirror washing their hands.

“You dont believe that bear do you?”

[akikeiji]

Aki’s at the sink, washing her hands and humming a song when she notices someone come in, so she quickly dries her hands and smiles over at him,

“Hello! I.. don’t? It sure would be exciting, but I don’t want anyone dead or anything~ Do you believe him at all?”

[zain-blanc]

Zain shrugs.

“Its hard to say really. Like i cant really have an opinion without seeing something happen, ya know?”

[akikeiji]

“OOh, that’s true!” That makes Aki think for a minute, glancing around the room,

“Soo we just wait until someone like.. actually kills or something? Or like… hm… it’s weird we just have to sit here and wait for something, right?”

[zain-blanc]

Zain leans on the counter and crosses his arms

"I mean i guess. But i dont really see anyone killing anytime soon. I mean like, theres no reason behind it this early? Nobody hates eachother yet anyway. So killing enemies wont be an option."

He looks at her. She seems like the innocent type that wouldnt even harm a fly. Probably has never expericned death before.

[zain-blanc]

Like Thatll Happen - Chapter 1 [OPEN]

Really? Killing someone to leave this place?

How cliché.

Theres gotta be a better way out of here then getting your hands dirty just to get out of college. This is probably some weird frat entrance thing that people like to pull.

Zain looked around at all the other kids freaking out and sighed.

Like come on. He could tell that more than half of these kids would are to much of a pussy to even hold a knife. So really this isnt anything to worry about.

So Zain just leaves the cafeteria and decides that taking a cold shower will relieve him of his anger from earlier on. Once entering the bathroom he notices someone infront of the mirror washing their hands.

“You dont believe that bear do you?”

[akikeiji]

Aki’s at the sink, washing her hands and humming a song when she notices someone come in, so she quickly dries her hands and smiles over at him,

“Hello! I.. don’t? It sure would be exciting, but I don’t want anyone dead or anything~ Do you believe him at all?”

[zain-blanc]

Zain shrugs.

"Its hard to say really. Like i cant really have an opinion without seeing something happen, ya know?"

[zain-blanc]

Like Thatll Happen - Chapter 1 [OPEN]

Really? Killing someone to leave this place?

How cliché.

Theres gotta be a better way out of here then getting your hands dirty just to get out of college. This is probably some weird frat entrance thing that people like to pull.

Zain looked around at all the other kids freaking out and sighed.

Like come on. He could tell that more than half of these kids would are to much of a pussy to even hold a knife. So really this isnt anything to worry about.

So Zain just leaves the cafeteria and decides that taking a cold shower will relieve him of his anger from earlier on. Once entering the bathroom he notices someone infront of the mirror washing their hands.

"You dont believe that bear do you?"

[glassblownnap]

Prologue / Mornin Snack

Ash barely notices he’s not home. He’s far too use to it. He does process his aches aren’t ones he’s use to. After stretching and yawning, Ash glances around the room, humming lazily. Wasn’t he going to some school? The plan was to hang around for a while and see what he can get before leaving, but this is interesting at least. It’s tempting to not leave bed, but after twenty minutes his stomach grumbles. Might as well fix that and sleep again.

Ash gets up slowly, slipping his hands into his pants and striding out into the hallway. He smiles loosely seeing someone else.

“Y’know where food’s round here? Got knocked out, but didn’t get knocked up, s’ I need somethin’ to munch on while waitin’ on that.”

[zain-blanc]

Zain turned around to face whatever the talking was coming from and met eye contact with… this guy.

He raised an eyebrow at everything that just came out of his mouth and as to why his hand was just…. in his pants? alright weirdo.

“Im sorry but what the fuck did you just say?”

[glassblownnap]

Tattoos. Nice. Ash knows he wants some himself, just hasn’t had the money for them ever.

“Like I didn’t wake up with cum in my ass after gettin’ knocked out. That make enough sense t’ya?”

[zain-blanc]

Zain smirks. Still an odd choice of words.

“Hm cant say i relate to that. But i guess you dont have a clue whats going on then.” he sighs and crosses his arms leaning on the wall. “Have fun finding food or anything. Because theres not even a cafeteria in the place we are locked up in.”

[glassblownnap]

“The fuck? Place on lockdown or somethin’? What a pain. Jus’ wanna eat and sleep again. They’ll probably have an alarm if I got back to bed now.”

Ash stretches and yawns.

[zain-blanc]

Zain scoffs.

"Seems like it. Theres nothing to do in this place. Not even a vending machine to get snacks. Its like prison. But people arent all fighting yet."

[zain-blanc]

Tch. How Unfortunate [prologue]-Open

Waking up in a foreign room wasnt anything to new to Zain. Its happened time to time unfortunately. But getting thr fuck out of here was the only thing on his mind at the moment.

Not even giving a care for the other person in the room, he stretched and cracked his back, walking out of the small room and into the hallway filled with other doors and people looking confused and chatting around.

Zain ignored them and decided to look around the area himself and try and find a way out of here. He can save the chitchat for later.

He came up to a door and tried to open it but oof it was locked shut. After cussing some french words under his breath he turned around and saw someone alone.

“Oi, where are we and why cant we leave.”

[beamarlcut]

Bea was walking around, already finding the locked door, which was a shame. They’re locked in here? That’s worrying. She then started pacing around that hallway, trying to figure out what to do when she watched someone try and open the door, then turn around. Ah.

“I’m not so sure myself, to be honest… This is really weird.”

[zain-blanc]

He groaned and gave up jiggling the door even more out of frustration.

“fils de pute.” (son of a bitch) he spats out and crosses his arms over his chest.

“Did you also randomly wake up in some room?”

[beamarlcut]

Bea watched his display and wanted to laugh at his little fit, but didn’t want to be rude. Her small knowledge of French at least knows the cuss words. 

“I did, and it seems as if we are stuck in here, I haven’t been able to find any kind of exit…”

Bea took this time to look at the man, taking in his appearance. It certainly.. is an aesthetic, she’ll give him that. It’s just.. a lot. A lot of random tattoos, but hey! If it works for him?

[zain-blanc]

Zain scoffs.

"Cool. Looks like everyone is in the same boat. What a great thing to wake up to." he ran a hand down his face in annoyance and directed his eyes towards Bea.

"So whats your name?"

He better start makeing 'friends' so he has people to talk to

[glassblownnap]

Prologue / Mornin Snack

Ash barely notices he’s not home. He’s far too use to it. He does process his aches aren’t ones he’s use to. After stretching and yawning, Ash glances around the room, humming lazily. Wasn’t he going to some school? The plan was to hang around for a while and see what he can get before leaving, but this is interesting at least. It’s tempting to not leave bed, but after twenty minutes his stomach grumbles. Might as well fix that and sleep again.

Ash gets up slowly, slipping his hands into his pants and striding out into the hallway. He smiles loosely seeing someone else.

“Y’know where food’s round here? Got knocked out, but didn’t get knocked up, s’ I need somethin’ to munch on while waitin’ on that.”

[zain-blanc]

Zain turned around to face whatever the talking was coming from and met eye contact with… this guy.

He raised an eyebrow at everything that just came out of his mouth and as to why his hand was just…. in his pants? alright weirdo.

“Im sorry but what the fuck did you just say?”

[glassblownnap]

Tattoos. Nice. Ash knows he wants some himself, just hasn’t had the money for them ever.

“Like I didn’t wake up with cum in my ass after gettin’ knocked out. That make enough sense t’ya?”

[zain-blanc]

Zain smirks. Still an odd choice of words.

"Hm cant say i relate to that. But i guess you dont have a clue whats going on then." he sighs and crosses his arms leaning on the wall. "Have fun finding food or anything. Because theres not even a cafeteria in the place we are locked up in."

[punkrockdanny]

Prologue/DANNY IS FUCKIN PISSED/Open

To say Danny was angry was an understatement. Danny was fucking Pissed Off. As if his life wasn’t falling apart before.

 At least at home he didn’t have to deal with any bullshit, just wallow in his own demons and maybe order a pizza and then feed his cat. Then he got that letter in the mail and thought ‘Oh, maybe I shouldn’t fucking wallow in my own misery and try and start over again with an education!’ like a fucking IDIOT. He had a bad feeling as soon as he looked at the school, but did he listen? NO!!! HE FUCKING DIDN’T!!! AND NOW HE’S HERE!! IN WHO THE FUCK KNOWS WHERE, WITH NO CIGARETTES, NO CAT, AND NO FUCKING CLUE WHY HE’S EVEN HERE!!! HE HATES IT!!! SO MUCH!!! So here he is, stomping through the halls, hoping to find Some sort of exit before he goes ballistic.Or at least a pack of cigarettes to destress. Or a cat. Whatever fucking comes first. In his internal raging, he does Not notice the person in front of him, nor does he even attempt to move out of their way as he practically runs them over.

[zain-blanc]

Zain was already annoyed that he was stuck here. But hearing some other angry asshole stomping around and making a scene sure wasnt helping his growing headache.

He watched as Danny made his way down the hallway and so Zain purposely shoved his shoulder into Dannys and gave him an annoyed look.

“Take that stick out of your ass and look where youre going.”

[punkrockdanny]

Finally someone who DOESN’T look like a pushover. Maybe he can put all this adrenaline to good use…

Danny fighting isn’t a good use what the fuck

“OH, Great fuckin idea. How about I take it and shove it back up yours asshat??”

He growls and flips Zain off.

Danny please….

[zain-blanc]

Zain laughed and crossed his arms smirking as he provoked Danny.

"Oh man was that suppose to make me back off? How hilarious. Youll have to try a bit harder to piss me off." he rolled his eyes. "Theres not a way out of here. And you running circles around the place wont change anything."

Dont fight fire and fire Zain.

[zain-blanc]

Tch. How Unfortunate [prologue]-Open

Waking up in a foreign room wasnt anything to new to Zain. Its happened time to time unfortunately. But getting thr fuck out of here was the only thing on his mind at the moment.

Not even giving a care for the other person in the room, he stretched and cracked his back, walking out of the small room and into the hallway filled with other doors and people looking confused and chatting around.

Zain ignored them and decided to look around the area himself and try and find a way out of here. He can save the chitchat for later.

He came up to a door and tried to open it but oof it was locked shut. After cussing some french words under his breath he turned around and saw someone alone.

“Oi, where are we and why cant we leave.”

[beamarlcut]

Bea was walking around, already finding the locked door, which was a shame. They’re locked in here? That’s worrying. She then started pacing around that hallway, trying to figure out what to do when she watched someone try and open the door, then turn around. Ah.

“I’m not so sure myself, to be honest… This is really weird.”

[zain-blanc]

He groaned and gave up jiggling the door even more out of frustration.

"fils de pute." (son of a bitch) he spats out and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Did you also randomly wake up in some room?"

[glassblownnap]

Prologue / Mornin Snack

Ash barely notices he’s not home. He’s far too use to it. He does process his aches aren’t ones he’s use to. After stretching and yawning, Ash glances around the room, humming lazily. Wasn’t he going to some school? The plan was to hang around for a while and see what he can get before leaving, but this is interesting at least. It’s tempting to not leave bed, but after twenty minutes his stomach grumbles. Might as well fix that and sleep again.

Ash gets up slowly, slipping his hands into his pants and striding out into the hallway. He smiles loosely seeing someone else.

“Y’know where food’s round here? Got knocked out, but didn’t get knocked up, s’ I need somethin’ to munch on while waitin’ on that.”

[zain-blanc]

Zain turned around to face whatever the talking was coming from and met eye contact with... this guy.

He raised an eyebrow at everything that just came out of his mouth and as to why his hand was just.... in his pants? alright weirdo.

"Im sorry but what the fuck did you just say?"

[punkrockdanny]

Prologue/DANNY IS FUCKIN PISSED/Open

To say Danny was angry was an understatement. Danny was fucking Pissed Off. As if his life wasn’t falling apart before.

 At least at home he didn’t have to deal with any bullshit, just wallow in his own demons and maybe order a pizza and then feed his cat. Then he got that letter in the mail and thought ‘Oh, maybe I shouldn’t fucking wallow in my own misery and try and start over again with an education!’ like a fucking IDIOT. He had a bad feeling as soon as he looked at the school, but did he listen? NO!!! HE FUCKING DIDN’T!!! AND NOW HE’S HERE!! IN WHO THE FUCK KNOWS WHERE, WITH NO CIGARETTES, NO CAT, AND NO FUCKING CLUE WHY HE’S EVEN HERE!!! HE HATES IT!!! SO MUCH!!! So here he is, stomping through the halls, hoping to find Some sort of exit before he goes ballistic.Or at least a pack of cigarettes to destress. Or a cat. Whatever fucking comes first. In his internal raging, he does Not notice the person in front of him, nor does he even attempt to move out of their way as he practically runs them over.

[zain-blanc]

Zain was already annoyed that he was stuck here. But hearing some other angry asshole stomping around and making a scene sure wasnt helping his growing headache.

He watched as Danny made his way down the hallway and so Zain purposely shoved his shoulder into Dannys and gave him an annoyed look.

"Take that stick out of your ass and look where youre going."

[zain-blanc]

Tch. How Unfortunate [prologue]-Open

Waking up in a foreign room wasnt anything to new to Zain. Its happened time to time unfortunately. But getting thr fuck out of here was the only thing on his mind at the moment.

Not even giving a care for the other person in the room, he stretched and cracked his back, walking out of the small room and into the hallway filled with other doors and people looking confused and chatting around.

Zain ignored them and decided to look around the area himself and try and find a way out of here. He can save the chitchat for later.

He came up to a door and tried to open it but oof it was locked shut. After cussing some french words under his breath he turned around and saw someone alone.

"Oi, where are we and why cant we leave."

[college-despair]

And it’s here!! Here is everyone’s ocs! I can provide the full sprite for everyone if u want it! The list of everyones names and once we get them, links to their blogs are under the cut!

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