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Tweak says, "Transcendental numbers, yay!"

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

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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nekketsushounen
2009-08-25 02:52 am UTC (link)

Shirou had never particularly been a fan of pro wrestling, but since Kenjiro's introduction he had researched the subject to great lengths. Undoubtedly the most(and also one of the very, very few) excited student for the new gym class, he quickly changed into the uniform he had prepared specifically and proudly stepped out into the gym and affected the most pro wrestler-like strut he could manage over to the blue mats surrounding the ring.

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sakurabamasami
2009-08-25 02:53 am UTC (link)

Masami dreaded the moment she would step out into the new gym.

It wasn’t so much the class itself. No, Masami figured she could handle that. But... the problem was, Shirou would be in that class. Shirou, who was probably more excited for Ito-sensei’s version of gym class than the rest of the entire school combined. Masami just knew that the combination of Shirou and Ito-sensei was bound to cause headaches at the very least.

She took her time changing to prepare herself mentally for dealing with the hot-blooded idiocy that she expected to occur, then reluctantly stepped out past the curtains.

Immediately, Masami put her palm to her face and sighed, for the first thing she saw upon stepping out was Shirou, strutting toward the ring in the center of the gym. He was wearing some sort of... costume comprised of a long sleeved red jacket and long white pants with a red flame design. Shirou left the front of the jacket open, probably intentionally to show off his chest in what he must have assumed a real pro wrestler would do. There were other details but Masami didn’t care, either way the end result was that Shirou looked completely ridiculous... which, sadly, meant that he probably was dressed most appropriately for the atmosphere of the gym.

She REALLY dreaded whatever would come next in this farce...

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