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Dream Class~| MANDATORY

Apr 12, 2009 01:43

WHO: Everyone with a dream form.
WHAT: Dream class.
WHERE: The basement infirmary.
WHEN: Thursday, after regular classes.
WARNINGS: Violence, ?

{ooc: This dream!log is mandatory~we really are discussing punishment but we are trying to figure out the details. Hopefully we'll have information for you soon! Backdated to 4/9.}

( Please pardon the interruption. )

allen walker, kudo shinichi, fuji syuusuke, luke fon fabre, arisato minato, nogami ryotaro, saber pendragon, kaito, !dream class, aoko, bonny serge, sasagawa ryohei

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Classroom ...Just one before bed. orz [I THINK I'M ON HOLD FOR BONNY] deno_henshin April 12 2009, 06:07:45 UTC

Ryotaro stumbled into a classroom, the first thing he had done after appearing in the dream was tripping over his own two feet. He caught himself on a desk right before it ended in a face plant. "Th-this place again..."

At least this time it looked normal, or as normal as flickering lights could be. The school looked older too, uncared for.

The leather clad teen sighed very tiredly and straightened, perhaps he'd run into Kadaj again. Though he couldn't really remember what had happened after that blue-feeling guy had taken over his body.

That had been a weird experience. One Ryotaro was not tempted to try again.

Bonny claims this man and all his desirable other personalities. selectivefire April 12 2009, 14:48:20 UTC

It wasn't as much fun as it used to be.
The boxer's dominance came quickly now. Bonny barely had time to focus on one of the demurely flickering light bulbs now illuminating the hallway, then clothing it in shadows again. Just when she could see every line as defined as possible, she could feel her vision clouding again, the sense of blood red and anger casting an infinitely frustrating veil over her surroundings.

She just wanted to see things clearly. She just wanted to be the one in control. But again the boxer pushed her out of her own mind, and it just made her so-
so-
angry.

Taking a deep breath, the boxer swung his enormous, lethal arms around, loosening the muscle, preparing for a fight. The door to his right seemed like a fine thing to fight.

A loud crash, and the helpless door fell down after a swift kick delivered by the boxer. Stepping inside, he let out a low grumble. Fee-fi-fo-fum.

Who did we settle on again? Kintaros or Momotaros? deno_henshin April 12 2009, 15:17:01 UTC

Ryotaro had moved towards the middle of the classroom when the door decided to suddenly break in. The whole thing startled a yell out of him, especially when a tall, bulky man walked in and growled...?

He had the same set of beads Ryotaro had, that must mean that they were a student too. But who?

Ryotaro wasn't about to ask though, they seemed really angry and any kind of fighting might bring out that weird guy again. "A-ah..."

Did we settle at all? :'D I'm all for Kintaros though! CRY RYO CRY! selectivefire April 12 2009, 16:48:35 UTC

The boxer's nostrils twitched ever so slightly at the sound. Ryotaro didn't particularly stand out, and the constantly flickering lights made it hard for the boxer to see him.
But he had heard him all right.

Slowly turning towards the source of the sound, he could see a vague blur that appeared human-shaped enough to be a possible enemy. Well, only one way to find out.

Grunting, the boxer picked up one of the nearby chairs and prepared to throw it at the blur. If it cried out, it definitely was an enemy. Among the ignorant hatred consuming the boxer, a spark of self-satisfaction ignited. He'd yet to meet someone who could outsmart a chair hurled at their head.

And with the smoothness of someone merely introducing themselves to a stranger, he lifted the metal frame over his head and threw it.

:'D Kuma-chan it is then; BEWARE THE YELLOW FONT deno_henshin April 12 2009, 16:57:29 UTC

Ryotaro's eyes widened at the chair now flying towards the air at him, letting out a cry of pain as it clipped his shoulder. He hadn't ducked fast enough apparently. That was when the weird feeling overtook him again and a flash of light filled the room, body shaking harder than the first time.

The black armor was covered by a yellow set, an ax appearing in his hand and resting comfortably on his shoulder. He had grown muscle mass with this transformation as the new form cracked his neck, thumb pushing against his chin to do so.

He turned his curious gaze towards the fighter that had thrown the chair, "My strength will make you cry."

AUGH my eeeeeyeeeees HELP HELP selectivefire April 12 2009, 19:48:22 UTC

No matter how impaired his sight was, the sudden flash didn't escape the boxer's attention. His eyes watered, but he didn't look away. Had to keep his eyes on the prize - after all, it had cried out, so it could be fought.
The painful light reminded him of a fight a few Dreams ago. His memory in the Dream was dull, but the distinct sound of things being blown up wasn't easily forgotten. Hopefully this didn't mean his new opponent had just blown himself up.

As the almost-twilight (with the short interruptions of light) returned to the room, the boxer could tell something was most definitely different about the whoever he was about to tear apart. The contrast between the black and yellow, and the somehow stronger bearing. Defensively, he raised his fists ( ... )

lmao ♥ || (Not at home) deno_henshin April 12 2009, 21:13:13 UTC

Ryotaros was voicing his complaints loudly inside this new form's head but it was ignored as he watched helplessly as the boxer approached. He wanted to run but his body wasn't under his own control, not even his voice which was deeper.

Kintaros smirked and nodded his head approvingly, "You're a strong fighter aren't you? I look forward to this meeting."

The large ax he held was flung back against the wall where the blade stuck in deep and situated himself in a sumo pose. He would not budge from his spot willingly.

selectivefire April 14 2009, 12:13:42 UTC

The boxer, usually so very focused in his thinking while Bonny’s consciousness slumbered, found a touch of hesitation dimming his will to fight. They had always run away before, or at least had tried to run away as he beat them into powerless heaps of broken bones. The explosion-flinging flier had run away, and even the strange form he had found himself powerless against. They all ran away. He had gotten used to it.

But the boxer had only one goal, and only one talent: he was a fighter. And he knew better - or felt better, to be more accurate - than to show any trace of doubt to his opponent. Let the stranger stand there. He would crush him all the same. Unwavering, he continued towards the figure vaguely bee-like in color scheme ( ... )

deno_henshin April 14 2009, 16:13:21 UTC

The new "personality" was still smirking inside the helmet thinking it smart of his opponent to avoid throwing his punch at his head. The ax upon the helm was still sharp enough to do incredible damage to anything he bashed it against or was thrown into it. When the boxer had approached he had been sinking into the calm of fighting and never one to waste a movement he waited wide open for the coming punch.

When it came the yellow-clad warrior let it hit his chest and although it did push him back a few inches his readiness had left him standing. "Heh. This might be easier than I thought."

Somewhat overly confident he grabbed the boxer's still extended right arm; one hand around his wrist and the other farther up, just under his elbow. Ryotaro was yelling in his head, naming him as well, but he ignored the voice that asked for him to leave. "Kintaros" was not leaving and maybe he could spin and toss this guy.

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