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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 18:26:44 GMT -5
((XD!))
Brandon blinked, that isn't really funny, it must've actually hurt a bit and been embarrasing. He sighed slightly and rubbed his tembles, he mad his expression completely blank and got onto the stage. The boy tapped his foot gently, vibrations going into his bones and he felt how much room his he had on the stage. Hn.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 18:28:52 GMT -5
The other new members saw him get up and hesitantly got on as well, team 3 and 6's members tripping, but not falling off the stage. Once all standing, the crowd stood and cheered. Then they ceased cheering and glared at them all.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 18:32:03 GMT -5
Weird. Ah whatever, I can be a bastard too. He thought, his eyes looking around slolwty at everyone, this wasn't a challenge at all. Brandon smirked wickedly for a moment and then looked over to his team, raising a eyebrow. He was asking if he could get off the stage now or if he had to wait for awhile.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 18:40:04 GMT -5
All the rest of the teams were hidden behind a large canvas type looking thing. The large man stood in place of the cordial man. "Innitiation begins!" he yelled, and ducked as thousands of mud, paint, water, and sometimes milk or a substance that smelled and looked like milk, but tasted different were thrown mercilessly at them. The other new members ducked as the balloons became smaller and more painful, cowering on the stage with their heads hidden and getting extremely filthy.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 18:42:29 GMT -5
Brandon's eyes widened and his arm turned into a large bone sheild, he kneeled protectively on the ground and let the ballons hit the sheild instead of him. His nose wrinkled at the smell and he chcuckled as the other newbies got bombarded with them, he made shure toblock everything that came at him and was silent. This is very fun! Ha! Poor people.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 18:48:54 GMT -5
After 5 minutes of this, it stopped. The newbies slowly stood and frowned at what they looked like. One of the older newbies commented on how he'd already been through freshmen year. The large man looked at Brandon, frowning. The canvasis went down and the teams were revealed again. The large man looked at the team Brandon belonged to, and motioned for one of them to dump something on him. Damon, being the one in charge of Brandon (for the most part), smirked and took a still in tact balloon full of paint, and popped it right on Brandon's head, turning it blue. Then he walked away. "Initiation complete!" he announced.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 18:52:35 GMT -5
"Ugh." Brandon muttered and stood, shaking his head off and letting blue goop fling off, he waved around the shiled and turned his arm back to normal. He smirked slightly, sticking his hands into his pockets and looking at the other kids. They were dirty, very dirt and also very smeely. The teenager grunted and glared over at Damon with his icy eyes and then looked away again. At least I don't look like those idiots.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 18:57:16 GMT -5
"Ye ca' cum ba' nuw." Mint said to him, laughing hysterically. "We look li' twiiins!" she exclaimed and hugged Brandon as if to show how they were alike. Damon chuckled at the glare he got. "Initiation rule, Brandon. You should be glad you aren't stinky like the other newbs." he stated. Rowen and Nora and the white haired and eyed guy were holding balloons, not popped ones, and staring at them as if in debate. Mint moved away at their contemplations, not wanting to get anything on her.
The man went on with the openning ceremony, it being very dull.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 19:00:45 GMT -5
He sighed at how he was being looked at like that and moved as far as he could away once he got back to the booth. Brandon frowned slightly and popped a piece of his finger out from the skin like a small bullet. Inside his skin it grew back immediatly and he twirled the iece of bone around a bit to amuse himself while listening to the rules.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 19:11:34 GMT -5
FF-an hour later
The booths began to move again. "Finally!" the pinky exclaimed. "I thought they'd never shut up!" she groaned and noogied Brandon. "You're one cool kid, man. Avoiding those things like that? I remember initiation for my first year...You guys got lucky this year. When I was initiated, we got pelted with combs." she groaned. The white haired guy chuckled and popped his balloon, which had white paint in it, over Brandon. "I got pelted with coal. Not my style...I like the cold." he murmured. "Lets see...Rocks and sticks and water balloons." Rowen stated and popped his balloon which had mud in it over Brandon as well. "Sorry, kid, but you have to get just as covered at the others. Otherwise you get pelted with worse stuff than what they had at initiation, right Mint and Damon?" Damon and Mint nodded. "I got pelted with shit." Mint grunted and scowled. "It wasn't fun." "Lets see...I don't remember what I...Oh! That's right...I got pelted with wet foods, like yogurt, cottage cheese...We need a new initiation...Maybe push the newbies off the stage and into a big pool of something below, but nothing too nasty..." he mumbled. Mint nodded in agreement. Nora laughed. "I got pelted with hair pretties. It was that girls only year that I went first."
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 19:20:50 GMT -5
Brandon smiled slightly, kinda embarrased and wiped his hair out a bit, he spiked it upwards and then gave himself a funny looking mohawk. "Huh... That really sucks, this stuff was just smelly and colourful. Id rather have had combs or something like that though, then I wouldn't get dirty." He stated, frowning slightly and then shrugging, it was just paint and mud afterall, not to bad. I feel like some kinda trible dude right now. The boy thought, he mad marks on his face with the paint and frowned like one of those cheifs then stopped.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 19:24:32 GMT -5
The booth stopped outside a nice looking simple house. They exited the booth one at a time. "This is where we're staying for 2 weeks." Damon murmured. "Fun." Rowen grumbled. He hated having to have a different time to stay each year. Mint was escatic, and took off the second the door out of hte booth opened.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 19:29:18 GMT -5
He followed them out and shook himself off once he wasn't close to the group he sighed and looked at the house. It was alright looking, good to him because at least it was in a house instead outside. But i'm with a bunch of people that I don't even know. Brandon thought and then flattened his hair out, he followed Damon from about five feet behind, hating being to close at all.
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Post by Milk on Sept 5, 2007 19:34:35 GMT -5
Damon waited for Brandon to get in before shutting the door. The house looked like a nice hotel or a really good hotel. "This is nice." he commented and looked at Brandon. "You pick the room you want. We have to share rooms. Either you share with Mint, Rowen, or I." he stated.
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Post by Koops on Sept 5, 2007 19:39:09 GMT -5
"Whatever. I don't really give anything so whoever wants me I guess." Brandon stated, his eyes scanned around and he nodded mentally. He licked his lips again, even though they had some dry paint on them and then let out a large breath. Hm... I am never ever doing this thing ever again, even f it is fun. And you have to hare rooms to! Well atleast I don't absolutly have to talk to them if I don't want to.
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