L's Academy: Change the WorLd

He sighed. "There goes my fun."

 

"Maybe there'll be an accident in one of the labs where he's stuck inside and it's rapidly filling up with gas?"

 

"What about a fire?" He asked as he put the cigratte in his mouth

 

"Or even better, a firey explosion caused by the amount of gas that's filled the lab."

 

"Big explosion. I like that."

 

"Explosions are very, very good." Mello grinned, the lack of scaring on his face evidence enough that he had not experienced yet the rath of the front of a large explosion.

 

"And effctive."

 

"Of course, though also rather messy. Have to make someone clean it up."

 

OoC: oooookaaaaay, slightly creeped-out now -_-'

 

ooc ^^ they are just too nice

"Might be able to trick or make some of the newbies do it."

 

OOC- When these two think together no good can come of it.

"Get Near to do it. Let's see how white he is after having to clean all that up. That's if he knows which end of the mop to stick in the water."

 

ooc Never

He laughed. "That would be a sight to see."

ooc I now know how you feel ;_;

 

OOC- <_< >_>

"Sure would. Doubt he knows how to work a microwave at times."

 

ooc-...

BIC:
"Hell he makes people do everything for him so I doubt he knows how to do anything."

 

Snake looked up from playing Crisis Core. He paused the Sephiroth boss battle and looked around. Light - or Mr. Yagami, whatever they had to call him - still wasn't there.

Snake spotted something in the air. It was a black dot, harsh against the steel-gray, overcast sky. Snake's eyes tracked it as it fell softly to earth, just beyond the walls of the academy. Snake asked Watari where the bathrooms were. The old man gave him vague directions and left it at that. Snake moved in the indicated direction until he was out of sight, glancing over his shoulder furtively. He reached where the object had fallen.

It was a notebook. It was jet black with nothing but a stark white title on the cover. Death Note. Curious, Snake opened the notebook. The inside cover contained white writing.

"How to use," Snake read softly, "The human whose name is written in this notebook... shall die?"

Snake shook his head, "Probably some wierd emo kid who lives here." He dropped the notebook where it had fallen and turned to walk back to the school gates. Realizing too late that he had taken a wrong turn, he almost walked into a threatening figure smoking a ciagrette, talking to a blonde person. Snake started.

"S-sorry," Snake said hurriedly.

OoC: The notebook can stay there as long as anybody wants, that just informs everyone that the notebook is there. Plus, Snake can see whatever Shinigami it belongs to. Curses, I need to make a shinigami for that notebook! Ah screw it, just make it Ryuk's Death Note.

 

"Sorry, what for? Um who are you?"

 

"He don't bite you know." Mello chuckled, snapping off some of his chocolate with his teeth. The crack vibrating the air around him.

 

Snake found the snap of chocolate breaking immensely disturbing. Normally, a person eating chocolate would simply be someone who was hungry - or had a sweet tooth. This guy made chocolate-eating seem like assault with menaces.

"H-hi," Snake stuttered, "I'm a new bathroom here, I was going to the student, wait that came out wrong..."

 

"That sounded...so wrong."

 

"Yeah." Mello agreed, pulling a rather puzzled expression. The chocolate hanging from the corner of his mouth as he tipped his head slightly. "You alright?"