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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]kleinevidan
2009-08-25 05:33 pm UTC (link)
"Well... first day of Gym Class." It wasn't that Nayuki was looking forward to wrestling, but he thought it was only proper to be punctual with the attendance. And he was right to come to the gym early. No sooner had he reached the changing rooms that he stumbled upon some male students who were up to no good. Certain that they haven't noticed him yet, he tried to conceal himself behind the stacked platforms to find out who they were and what they were exactly up to. The three were already in their gym clothes, huddled by the girls' locker door while each holding a small box. They started chatting among themselves, quite animatedly too, while a girl, whom he can only recognize as his classmate Sakuraba-san, left the lockers and headed towards the mats. He couldn't tell who they were, but their shirts gave them away as students from 1-D. He continued to watch as one of the boys went into the girls' locker room when the coast was clear, bringing in the three boxes while the other two looked at either side of the corridor. A couple of seconds later, the former comes out and gives a thumbs-up sign while grinning at his compatriots. And with that, they ran off to the direction of the ring.

"I guess even Nanakamado's no exempt from raging hormones." Nayuki told himself as he stepped out from behind the platforms. He spared no time running into the girls' locker room, not sure of how much time he has before things get messy. Stopping for a few seconds to admire the neatness of the room and frowning at the sad state of the boys' lockers in comparison, he quickly snaps himself back to the issue at hand and starts scanning the place for the whereabouts of the boxes. "Where would I put them if..." Nayuki grinned, and proceeded to pull up a stool to one corner of the room and stepped on it. He craned his neck a little to look above the lockers and, sure enough, he found the the boxes on top different aisles. He quickly retrieves the box closes to him and examines to contents.

"I knew it..." He pulls out a modified handy-cam from the box, shaking his head as he ejects the DV tape and puts it in his pocket. Replacing the camera in the box after putting it back to its recording session, he puts the box back where he found it. "That should teach them a lesson. I'd love to see the looks on their faces when they find out just how much they failed." He quickly did the same for the other two boxes and proceeded to head out to the gym class proper.

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