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hsau2013-05-25 03:07 pm
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the high school au meme
1. Post with your character with their name and series in the subject line. Optionally: include a small description of what they're like in the AU. 2. Roll 1-19. or come up with your own scenarios. 4. Play out high school AU times.
1. first day Catch up with old friends, brave new teachers, fight your way through the sea of students, and hope you're in the right classroom. Oh, you're the new kid. Well, that's okay as long as you've got more than enough summer vacation anecdotes to fill ten pages of Times New Roman size 12, single-spaced.
2. first period You're gonna be late! Or are you already there? Class hasn't started just yet, so chat it up or copy your classmate's homework before the teacher gets here.
3. lesson proper You're probably diligently taking notes, looking out the window daydreaming or reciting in class, much to your teacher's delight - or dismay. Try not to be too obvious when counting down the minutes and pass that note as discreetly as possible.
4. faculty Have a bone to pick with your terror math teacher. A crush on the cute chemistry teacher? There might be something you want to ask your homeroom teacher about. In any case, you plan on seeing a faculty member today. Or maybe they plan on seeing you!
5. lunch break Man, you are starving. Hopefully, today's menu has something good. If the crowded cafeteria's not your thing, try the rooftop.
6. hooky One of you is skipping class. You should try talking them out of it if that's your thing.
7. detention What on earth did you do to get this? Oh well. Detention can't be that bad when you've got all these very nice, approachable model students around to talk to.
8. p.e. Baseball, basketball, dodgeball - no matter the sport, just remember: you are the star. It's you. At least, you hope it is.
9. home ec. Sewing! Cooking! ... Try not to burn the school down!
10. lab work Frog dissections! Explosions!
11. school fair/festival Every school has one of these. What's your class doing this year?
12. theater Oh boy, oh boy, being the star of this play is your dream. It isn't? Oh. You're still helping with the props and costumes, right?
13. library If you need to look something up or just want some peace and quiet, this is the place. Whatever you do, shh, people are trying to read.
14. bully Whether they take the form of Nelson Muntz or Regina George, if you choose to meet them at the gym at four o' clock or else, be ready to face the consequences... or maybe you don't have to. Not when someone's here to help you out. (This can go either way - one of the participants can be the bully or someone helping the victim.)
15. tutor You're having trouble with a class or you're trying to make up for the days you were absent. It's a good thing someone was nice enough to offer their assistance.
16. clubs Assuming that you actually have one. Are you writing for the school paper? Part of the student council? The marching band? Maybe you're a member of one of those weird occult clubs or something...
17. prom Do you have a dress? A date? Who are you voting for prom king? Is being on prom committee is driving you crazy? Do you even care?
18. graduation Well, it was fun while it lasted. It's time to say those last words, settle those scores and get ready to grow up.
19. roll again/make your own scenario ( from here ) |
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Must we discuss my romantic life? I thought we were getting food to silence you for a few minutes.
[Putting on the 'shut up you butt' face as protection as they finally reach the goddamn store.]
This is it, right? Unless there' another goshdarn ice cream place around here you feel you must visit.
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You know, I don't mind if you swear. It might make you sound less like a little girl. [Only Toska could manage to say this without a hint of malice in his voice.]
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I don't sound like a little girl! [He turns to give Toska another glare only to freeze when he realizes what a fucking awful idea that was. With a gulp and a short pause, Colin gives his most awkward laugh at the ridiculously close proximity and shrinks back a little, simultaneously trying to walk backwards through the door before Toska can notice how embarrassed he is. Not that it's really all that difficult to notice already.]
So. Ice cream! I'm going to get vanilla and sprinkles because it's really quite nice, even though people always say it's so bloody boring. I don't see how ice cream can be boring, but oh well, such is life and people are stupid, anyway-- Heh.
[Good job, Colin, now Toska will never notice.]
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Hrmmm... I think I want coffee. Or rocky road. Maybe both. I wonder if there's some kind of rainbow flavor. [He pauses.] Maybe I'll just not get anything and steal bits of yours.
[Yes he did do that just to fluster Colin. And now he's whistling innocently.]
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[He wisely decides to ignore the mental picture of Toska lapping away at his ice cream cone and heads straight for the counter, face red as a tomato.]
But if you insist on so much, I guess I can't stop you. I'll just give you whatever you want, alright?
[Colin. Why.]
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Eh, just get me a vanilla one. But with all the toppings it can hold.
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It's a euphanism.Of course Toska doesn't mean anything by it pshh why would Colin think that.]Actually vanilla's pretty kinky once it starts melting. [He says it like it's the most casual observation one could ever make.]
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[It's said much more fondly than you think it would. You're such a precious baby, Toska. Colin turns and orders two vanilla cones with way too many toppings - because maybe he also likes the gummy bears that put on and the sprinkles and the crushed cookies - and hands the money over to the cute cashier.
But then, Toska just has to bring up the kinks.]
K-kinky?!
[Actually he's not precious. Colin takes back that thought because right now Toska doesn't deserve it.]
What kind of sex have you been having if you think ice cream is kinky?!
[WAIT, DON'T TELL HIM-!]
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[He gains a broad grin, glancing about conspiratorially before leaning close to whisper.]
I can tell you if you really wanna know. Or show you.
[And then he leans back and laughs.] You must be a virgin, though, if you don't get it.
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You won't be showing me anything, thank-you.
[Although he is kind of curious... N-not about kinky sex with a guy, obviously, just, uh, about what kind of sex involves ice cream
as if it wasn't obvious.]Well excuse me for not sleeping around! How about I just go outside now and throw myself at the first person I see, hm? Will that make you happy?
[Overly defensive virgin!Colin.]
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Not really. I wouldn't get anything out of that.
[Spoken like a true slut, Toska. Figures changing his opinions of others every five minutes would give him a surprising about of experience with... well, everything.]
Are you always this high-strung? You could use some fun.
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[Believe it or not, folks. Colin takes the two cones from the cutie at the counter and passes one to Toska, absently licking at his own and thoughtfully chewing the gummy bears.]
But I'll hear you out, I suppose. What, exactly, do you think we should be doing?
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[He breaks out in another grin and gives his cone a slow, thoughtful lick.]
Well at least you're having fun right now, that's good. [He perks up a bit.] What's something you would love to do if there were no consequences whatsoever?
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dat tongue...Colin scrunches up his nose and takes another lick of his cone.]I don't know, I tend not to think about what I can get away with.
[He's joykill incarnate, this boy.]
Why do you ask? Are you planning on convincing me that you can erase consequence?
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Sure I can. [He giggles.] Or at least I can drag you into doing it before you think about it too hard.
[Hmm...]
How good are you at holding alcohol?
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[See that incredible suspicious look? Don't be too offended, it's just that Colin can't trust a hoe, especially when said hoe is asking how much he can drink.]
Toska, what are you suggesting?
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[Good boy. Never trust a hoe.]
We should go to a bar. As long as you don't throw up on me. I can teach you some drinking games, too.
[Toska. Toska no. Toska. Stop.]
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[Also there's the whole 'why you inviting me out is this a date' factor that Colin's unsure about, but too embarrassed to clarify.]
They're much too loud, often quite filthy, random drunks always mistake me for a girl and by the end of the night, my rear's been slapped so often it hurts to sit.
[And that all came from the first - and hopefully last - time he went to a bar with Miko. It wasn't fun.]
So unless you can guarantee they music and hygiene will be of a respectable standard and the middle aged alcoholics don't come near me, I'll have to decline.
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[He wrinkles his nose. No fun whatsoever.
Although he totally understands that "mistaking Colin for a girl" thing. It doesn't take that many drinks to get there.]
What you're looking for is a gentleman's club, not a bar. At least it's still during school hours, so any bar that's open right now won't be that full yet. Plus they won't ask us for IDs. [He pauses to bite a mouthful of crushed cookies and gummi bears off his ice cream.] Or you could always go to my place, there's plenty of booze there and it's... kind of clean.
[And by "kind of clean" he means "the laundry might be sentient enough to eat you no big deal". Brilliant parenting from the couple that let Toska move out when he was 16.]
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[Sentient laundry is okay, but if there's any dust, Colin's ollieing out and taking the vodka with him. Well, not really; he doesn't want to risk his mother finding out and pulling her disappointed face.]
If you really want to, I suppose we can go to a-- wait, isn't a gentlemen's club slang for a strip club?!
[He's not going to a strip joint with you Toska, don't even ask.]
A drink or two is one thing, but I'm not getting a goshdarn lap dance right next to you! Not that I've ever been to one of those places - th-they're quite vile, really, or so I've gathered from the rumours but the bottom line is I'm not going to a 'gentlemen's club' with you!
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You're a virgin, I don't expect you to be into lap dances and such. Personally I'm not much into all the teasing. [That sure says a lot about him.] Say, how are you ever going to have sex anyway? I mean, you hate smells and touches, doesn't that mean you're gonna be a virgin for life?
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[Sigh] I don't know. Maybe I'll meet someone who actually bathes and brushes their hair and I'll throw myself into their arms, begging to be ravished.
[But they need to be really, really clean. Bathing in bleach is a requirement for getting down with Colin.]
And I'm not against touches, I just... Ugh, why am I even attempting to explain this to you?
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[He starts poking and messing with Colin's hair while he speaks.]
Baths aren't gonna get rid of your bodily fluids, you realize that, right? You're supposed to get dirty from sex. It makes you sweat like a pig, too. You take the dirty out of sex and it's boring and probably screws up your chances of getting kids. Especially the boring part.
Besides, you're into Leona. She smells like chemicals and her hair looks like her cat confused it for curtains. Plus I've seen how much you want her to hug you. Are you sure you need clean that much?
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Leona's hair is wavy, don't compare it to curtains that detestable cat of hers has destroyed.
[He's not amused right now. Not amused at all.]
And don't talk about body fluids, sweat and sex right before you ask me about her. You're tarnishing her image!
[Pause.] I don't see how getting dirty could be fun, but I'll take your word for it. [Another pause, before Colin turns slightly redder and glances up at his hairline.] You're not, uh, t-trying to get me into bed, are you?
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Fine, fine, I won't bring it up. [He ruffles Colin's hair affectionately.]
Why, is it working? [He snorts in amusement.] I couldn't get you into bed unless you were completely okay with it. Same as only getting hypnotized if you want to be. Except with sex appeal, I guess.
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[He's still refusing to show just how strange he finds it to have his head touched so much.]
I was just wondering because you're awfully 'hands on' with me. And I know you're like that with everyone, so maybe I'm just being narcissistic to assume you've got some kind of interest in me, but if you were any kind of normal person - which you're absolutely not - then I think it'd be alright for me to make that assumption. Maybe. I'm not sure.
[Thankfully he shuts himself up by gulping down a few more gummy bears and mouthfuls of vanilla ice cream.]
This ice cream is really good.
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