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ichinisan ([info]ichinisan) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-08-24 20:00:00

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Entry tags:gendou, hana, ito-sensei, kanaye, keiichi, kiriko, maeko, masami, misaki, nayuki, renju, shadow, shirou, tom, toru, yoshimi

WHO: Kenjiro, all students!
WHAT: GYM WRESTLING CLASS!
WHERE: The Gymnasium
WHEN: Tuesday
WHY: Because God hates you all.



It was with a look of great pride that Ito Kenjiro, new gym teacher at Nanakamado Esclator School, looked at the gymnasium. It had been...renovated wasn't the right word. "Transformed" did much better.

Sitting smack dab in the center of the gym floor was a professional wrestling ring, set up by Kenjiro and some of his buddies over the course of a few days. Surrounding it were a bunch of blue protective mats.

Entrances from the male and female locker rooms had been covered by black curtains. There were some free weights and other gym staples still, sure, but for the most part, things looked a whole Hell of a lot like a wrestling arena.

"Wahaha!" the teacher exclaimed, standing center-ring, rubbing his hands together. "The new recruits will be here any minute!"

This would be the first gym class since the death of the school's former gym teacher. There were no promises that it wouldn't cause the death of one of the school's current students.

But Hell, Kenjiro's got an honest face. What could go wrong?



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[info]giantfruitbyday
2009-08-25 12:37 am UTC (link)
Maeko wasn't a particularly active person but she was a great believer in getting what was expected of her done and even when the easily tricked Aomori was leading the class she would dutifully attend and try her best to find it a fun break from listenning and writing rather than an annoyance. This would, however, be the first time she was actually looking forward to the class.

She poked her head out from behind the curtain, confused at the gym's new appearance but not wanting to allow that to discourage her. The new teacher had said he could make her strong and that was enough to win her favour. Unsure of where she was supposed to be she walked to the edges of the blue mats and waited there.

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