Kingdom High school: Heart High 1

TC: *still doing upright pushups* Was that really necessary? You could've just gotten it later.

<Nexus isn't there anymore.>

<He was when I wrote that.>

Kizukanai had finally decided to go to school. She made cupcakes for her "Classmates", but, man, was she surprised. "YIIIIIII! What ARE you doing?! Beer?! People that were not supposed to be here?! What kinda school IS this?!" She yelled. Without hesiation, she began look ing to see the principal. Again, she was surprised. Yelling again, she said, "OUT?! Whattya meanOUT?!"

<Terra...or for now, Terra Clone, is the principal>
TC: They can have beer. They're teachers.
<And he's still doing upright pushups>

Xigbar: I should probably shut the door to my house so all these people don't come waltzing in. Oh well I'm too tired. *sips drink*

Xisa: That's pretty bad when you control SPACE and you're tooo tired to close the door. *sips drink*

Aleri DC'd in. "Um, this is more of an insane asylum. You should run, miss... uh... whatever yuour name is. Sorry, I don't recognize you from anywhere. So... just run for your life. This is one of the many alternate planes of reality that have been assimilated into this kind of..." He noticed the glazed over look. "...Okay, here it is. Plain and simple. This topic is a train wreck. Run while you still can."

<Kizu, remember, this is disconnected from Org. XIV topics.>

TC: Yeah, that's true. *now doing one-handed upright pushups*

Xigbar: Fiiiiiiiiiinnee *closes door with space abilities* *looks at Xisa* Now where were we?

Xisa: I think I was asking you where exactly we were on the timeline between me staying here and you making a move on me.

TC: *still doing onehanded upright pushups* *over PA* No making moves in the school. Since Xigbar's house is currently within the school, at least move it first.

Xigbar: If he insists then, I don't think there are too many people at THTNW right now *moves house to a room in the basement of THTNW*

<topic jump>

TC: *switches to single-finger upright pushups*

Kizukanai: *Grinding a cupcake into the teacher's face* Alright, I'M going to clean this place up, even if I have to do it MYSELF! *Taking all the cans and bottles and throwing them into a dumpster and applying an alcohol sensor at the entrance* If you IDIOT teachers want your precious alcohol, DRINK IT AT HOME! Also, apparently, this shcool has no uniform, not even for the girls. I will be right back.
Ten minutes later
Kizukanai: MUUUUUCH better! *Starts doing situps* Owwww... x.- I... Hate... Sit... Ups...


Kizukanai's new clothes- Make the hair down, make it gray, and add a lazer gun at her side, and there you go. Look up Black Rock Shooter. Also, Make sure the image has the cloak.

TC: Y'know new kid, that WAS their house. And they kinda teleported it away so...what the crap did you even do? I'm Terra by the way. Well, I'm actually a clone of Terra, but the fact remains, I'm principal. And I can apparently do one-finger upright pushups. *stands back on feet* Hey, uh, why are you doing sit ups?

{Nexus: *hears this from the other topic, DC's to school*}

Nexus: *walks in to the teachers lounge* Uh... anybody want to go get that girl back for wasting perfectly good cupcakes? No? ... Alright then. *walks into the gym and turns to TC* Can I go GS and kick her @$$ for wasting those cupcakes? It would help you get her off your hands.

TC: Yeah, no. If she dies, I'm held liable, so I don't think so. Although, I think I can get off the hook for maiming...

Nexus: I never said I wasn't going to heal her for liability... it's just that you never asked. *pulls out lances* Now... where were we?

TC: Healing can't revive the dead. Now, maiming on the other hand...

Nexus: I have Full-life. And maiming is what I meant by- *puts up bunny ears for effect* "kill".

TC: Eh, you don't have a job here so I can't really stop you. I could call the cops but I have no clue where the phone is.

Nexus: Well, she did waste cupcakes. *charges an attack and walks towards Kizukanai*

TC: *not caring* Oh no. Please. Stop.

Nexus: If you're going to do that, at least pretend to care.