[Another laugh, this time through a mouthful of pizza. This guy - she liked him already. She waves a hand, signalling for him to stop so she can actually attempt to swallow her pizza safely.]
Okay, that was awful. [She's smiling through.] And now, I do want a-pizza that one slice.
[She will just lick her fingers for a moment (manners are optional when you're a lumberjack) And now is the perfect time to swipe that pork slice, eyeing it hungrily. Having not eaten all day until recently, this was good.]
Well that's an awesome choice, dude! [She gives Ed an amused nod. Of course, something like that would only be thought up by someone like Ed. Come to think of it, Mabel would do something like that, too. Heheh.]
Uh... [Oh, that sort of catches her, but she immediately laughs it off.] Careful inhaling all that cake, dude. It could like, go out your nose or something.
Oooh, sounds fun! Heeheeeeee... [ oops, wendy's warning only encouraged her to eat even faster. once the cake is gone, she continues with the rest of her food until she's done. even if wendy tries to stop her again, she'll keep going!
when she's done is when she'll finally address the other again. ] Mmm... Ed will like it here! What about the Wendy-person? Do you like the cakeroach?
[Wendy can only watch in stunned awe as Ed appears to simply make the food disappear. It's pretty unbelievable.]
Cakeroach? [heh. neat. She pokes at her own slice of cake , waving a fork at herself and Ed.] It's pretty good, but I don't think I can get comfy here. It's going to be only a matter of time before we get outta here!
[ all things considered, she can't bring herself to agree with that, as shown by a shake of her head. ]
Trapped, foreeeeever~! Wendyyyyyyy, no one will ever leave. [ she doesn't seem too happy about it, but she still forces herself to sing it. even if her voice cracks a little at the end... ]
[She glances at Junko, a curious look in her eyes, but she wouldn't act on anything.]
I don't really think some tacky wardrobe would kill me, but yeah, it's pretty awful. [She undoes a few buttons on her own uniform to get a better look at herself. Just a simple blouse, of course.] Back at my school, we could dress in what we wanted. I'm really going to miss my flannel shirts and my lumberjack hat.
[That sound still rung out in Wendy's ears, and possibly will for the rest of the day as a sign of her failure. Stupid Window....
Nobody else seemed to hear it, though, save for Keiichi, whom she noticed moving towards her. She looks appreciative for the concern, but frowns as she looks over the results of her work - an unopened window, broken school supplies, and a few splinters in her hands. She stands up again, and tries to play it off.]
It's okay, I'm fine.
[Except for those splinters. Ugh. She hated those.]
[ He frowns with concern, watching her. He's not sure if she's blaming herself or if she's just discouraged, but in either case, he wants to say the right thing to make her feel better. ]
...If it makes you feel any better, I almost made it to the door before it slammed in my face. It was pretty embarrassing.
[ He looks toward the window and the splintered rulers. It was a much smarter idea than trying to run through the door, that's for sure. ]
Something's keeping us from leaving here. And maybe that's the only reason your plan didn't work.
[...A brief, but light chuckle was given. She may have been a little of both, discouraged and blaming herself, but it could not be said that Wendy Corduroy let these things bring her down in the long run.
Or, at least she didn't let it show.]
Pfft... Haha. Honestly, it kind of does. You're pretty fast if you could almost get to the front door before it closed.
[She regards the window with him, letting out a sigh and stretching her arms back.] Seems like that. Windows aren't supposed to be that hard to break.
[ He smiles, hoping the levity does her some good. This school is troubling enough without her feeling down in the dumps about not being able to escape. ]
Maybe our best bet is to find out as much as we can about this place. If we find out who's in charge, then at least we might know whose ass we need to kick.
[ He takes another look at the window. Aside from the fact that the cracks just seem to stop in the middle, he's really impressed. ]
And you'd think the window would have broken when I swung a chair at it. [grumble grumble.] Normally, that probably would have worked, but it feels like the school wants us to stay here for now. So, I'd guess you're right, dude. And we're stuck here until stuff happens.
[All she can do about it is shrug and think about another attempt. But, back to something that caught her attention.]
I'll bet the administration is pretty happy that they don't have to shell out money to repair anything.
[ Oh. That question. ]
Wh-What? Magic?
[ Dexter wonders if even giving a short explanation breaks some kind of rule. He imagines that even if there is that this kind of situation override that rule, and besides... she seems nice, at least? And hey, someday he's supposed to be playing a part in some destiny he's not even aware of. Unless this is it? If it is, this is a really shoddy destiny. Well, if this isn't his destiny, then he's got to do something to get himself and everyone else out so he can go live it... whatever he's supposed to live out. ]
Well, um... I don't have magic... exactly. Why... do you ask? Do you not have magic where you come from?
[Slowly, she begins to watch Dexter, noticing his little stuttering - the usual sign of someone trying to hide something. Badly. She couldn't tell what he was thinking at all, but it must have been something.]
Well, you said you've never seen magic like the stuff here. [She blinked.] Oh, uh... I'm probably not the person to ask about that. ...Maybe?
Nope, that's about as far as it'll go. [That sure is a chair leg. Just let her step back a little here....] Hey, yeah! It does kind of remind me of a videogame.
[Not that she ever really played those, aside from the arcade games in town.]
It's almost like it's showing it can be damaged. But we can't do enough to it to get out of here.
[She watches Karma swing the leg, and sees it collide with the glass. The pane wobbles from the impact, but otherwise remains the same. A shame really, his form was pretty good.] Maybe we need a power up?
[He glanced around at the floor and switched his chair leg with one still connected to some wood. He lined the smaller end on what should be the weakest part of the window after all of their attempts, and looks over at Wendy.]
Give it all you got.
[Aka, he'll hold this end here, so Wendy's job was to slam as hard as she possibly could against the other, putting a ton of force against that singular spot. Like a hammer and a nail.]
[It certainly was mocking them. That was happening.]
...Teamwork?
[She smirks and begins to search for something she can swing, ending up with the same chair she had already used before. Holding it by its legs, she positioned herself just right, nodding to Karma.]
Hold it steady... And... [And she swings the chair as hard as she can, aiming to strike the chair leg head on. If this didn't break through the glass, nothing would.]
Checking out the sights at the beach, hanging out in the park, checking out all the music stores. [Wendy had some ideas, and fantasies, about the place herself. It was on her list of places to go when she actually got out of Oregon.
She peers at the photo, smirking a big and running a hand through her hair.]
Mmh, could be better. These phones are not quality stuff.
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[Another laugh, this time through a mouthful of pizza. This guy - she liked him already. She waves a hand, signalling for him to stop so she can actually attempt to swallow her pizza safely.]
Okay, that was awful. [She's smiling through.] And now, I do want a-pizza that one slice.
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Not bad! If you're ready, then we should both pig out! [He slides one half of the pork slice towards her while he claims his own.]
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Boosh. So we just stuff it in our faces, or what?
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Is there any other way? [He asks with a confident smirk. But the he adds.] We should race, and see who finishes first!
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Ed
Well that's an awesome choice, dude! [She gives Ed an amused nod. Of course, something like that would only be thought up by someone like Ed. Come to think of it, Mabel would do something like that, too. Heheh.]
Uh... [Oh, that sort of catches her, but she immediately laughs it off.] Careful inhaling all that cake, dude. It could like, go out your nose or something.
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when she's done is when she'll finally address the other again. ] Mmm... Ed will like it here! What about the Wendy-person? Do you like the cakeroach?
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Cakeroach? [heh. neat. She pokes at her own slice of cake , waving a fork at herself and Ed.] It's pretty good, but I don't think I can get comfy here. It's going to be only a matter of time before we get outta here!
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Trapped, foreeeeever~! Wendyyyyyyy, no one will ever leave. [ she doesn't seem too happy about it, but she still forces herself to sing it. even if her voice cracks a little at the end... ]
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Junko
[She glances at Junko, a curious look in her eyes, but she wouldn't act on anything.]
I don't really think some tacky wardrobe would kill me, but yeah, it's pretty awful. [She undoes a few buttons on her own uniform to get a better look at herself. Just a simple blouse, of course.] Back at my school, we could dress in what we wanted. I'm really going to miss my flannel shirts and my lumberjack hat.
[That was her aesthetic, man!]
Keiichi
[That sound still rung out in Wendy's ears, and possibly will for the rest of the day as a sign of her failure. Stupid Window....
Nobody else seemed to hear it, though, save for Keiichi, whom she noticed moving towards her. She looks appreciative for the concern, but frowns as she looks over the results of her work - an unopened window, broken school supplies, and a few splinters in her hands. She stands up again, and tries to play it off.]
It's okay, I'm fine.
[Except for those splinters. Ugh. She hated those.]
So's the window.
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...If it makes you feel any better, I almost made it to the door before it slammed in my face. It was pretty embarrassing.
[ He looks toward the window and the splintered rulers. It was a much smarter idea than trying to run through the door, that's for sure. ]
Something's keeping us from leaving here. And maybe that's the only reason your plan didn't work.
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Or, at least she didn't let it show.]
Pfft... Haha. Honestly, it kind of does. You're pretty fast if you could almost get to the front door before it closed.
[She regards the window with him, letting out a sigh and stretching her arms back.] Seems like that. Windows aren't supposed to be that hard to break.
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Maybe our best bet is to find out as much as we can about this place. If we find out who's in charge, then at least we might know whose ass we need to kick.
[ He takes another look at the window. Aside from the fact that the cracks just seem to stop in the middle, he's really impressed. ]
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Dexter
And you'd think the window would have broken when I swung a chair at it. [grumble grumble.] Normally, that probably would have worked, but it feels like the school wants us to stay here for now. So, I'd guess you're right, dude. And we're stuck here until stuff happens.
[All she can do about it is shrug and think about another attempt. But, back to something that caught her attention.]
Dude, hold up. You have magic?
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[ Oh. That question. ]
Wh-What? Magic?
[ Dexter wonders if even giving a short explanation breaks some kind of rule. He imagines that even if there is that this kind of situation override that rule, and besides... she seems nice, at least? And hey, someday he's supposed to be playing a part in some destiny he's not even aware of. Unless this is it? If it is, this is a really shoddy destiny. Well, if this isn't his destiny, then he's got to do something to get himself and everyone else out so he can go live it... whatever he's supposed to live out. ]
Well, um... I don't have magic... exactly. Why... do you ask? Do you not have magic where you come from?
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[Slowly, she begins to watch Dexter, noticing his little stuttering - the usual sign of someone trying to hide something. Badly. She couldn't tell what he was thinking at all, but it must have been something.]
Well, you said you've never seen magic like the stuff here. [She blinked.] Oh, uh... I'm probably not the person to ask about that. ...Maybe?
[She'd have to ask Dipper about it.]
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Karma
Nope, that's about as far as it'll go. [That sure is a chair leg. Just let her step back a little here....] Hey, yeah! It does kind of remind me of a videogame.
[Not that she ever really played those, aside from the arcade games in town.]
It's almost like it's showing it can be damaged. But we can't do enough to it to get out of here.
[She watches Karma swing the leg, and sees it collide with the glass. The pane wobbles from the impact, but otherwise remains the same. A shame really, his form was pretty good.] Maybe we need a power up?
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....heh....
[This school certainly knew how to irritate him.]
Extra force? Maybe.
[He glanced around at the floor and switched his chair leg with one still connected to some wood. He lined the smaller end on what should be the weakest part of the window after all of their attempts, and looks over at Wendy.]
Give it all you got.
[Aka, he'll hold this end here, so Wendy's job was to slam as hard as she possibly could against the other, putting a ton of force against that singular spot. Like a hammer and a nail.]
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...Teamwork?
[She smirks and begins to search for something she can swing, ending up with the same chair she had already used before. Holding it by its legs, she positioned herself just right, nodding to Karma.]
Hold it steady... And... [And she swings the chair as hard as she can, aiming to strike the chair leg head on. If this didn't break through the glass, nothing would.]
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Man, I hope it was. It was all we had to eat for, like, a month or so.
[She nods at that.] Good idea. Just be careful around the salad bar, kay?
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teddie
Uh, kinda? [No.]
Dude, I'm not gonna lie to you. You're totally cuuuuursed!
[Wiggling fingers! She's absolutely lying to him.]
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Put the curse away! Put the curse away!
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Max | Intro for September
Checking out the sights at the beach, hanging out in the park, checking out all the music stores. [Wendy had some ideas, and fantasies, about the place herself. It was on her list of places to go when she actually got out of Oregon.
She peers at the photo, smirking a big and running a hand through her hair.]
Mmh, could be better. These phones are not quality stuff.
[...Blink blink.]
Newbie, huh?