#imironmanandyourenotteen

[mimicwithagimmick-blog]

It's A Simple Matter of Physics || Tony & Andi

It wasn't often that Andi found herself in the position of requiring a partner for a project, but unfortunately for her, that was precisely what this Physics class needed. She groaned lightly as she rested her head on the table, the girl at the same bench as her giving her a strange look as the teacher continued to outline the requirements for the assignment.

Brilliant. Just what she needed, an assignment, with a partner when the only people that she'd really ever talked to in the school since she'd moved here were in another class entirely. Another groan escaped her as she sat up, resting her chin in the palm of her hand, glancing casually around the class, locking eyes with a guy she'd met briefly in the cafeteria. She tipped her head slightly at him, trying to recall his name. Tom? Tony?

Andi had a feeling it was the latter that was his name, and she cocked an eyebrow at him, before turning towards the teacher again as he explained the marking criteria.

"The overall project will be 40% of your final grade, and should be approached with extra diligence for those of you that may not be doing as well in this class as I would like." Andi cringed a little, recalling her marks with a little face. Okay, she definitely needed to find a partner that was good with this stuff. Her marks hadn't exactly been... stellar in this class, to say the least.

"So, I'll let you all pair up now and begin discussing your options, and at the end of class I want a list of pairs and project ideas. Understood?" Mr Fraser raised an eyebrow, before moving to his desk, waving a hand at them to disperse and mingle.

Andi sat quietly at the end of her bench, watching people grab partners amid a chorus of chairs scraping against the floor as they moved to sit with each other. She wanted to get up and grab someone, but the annoying shyness that came with being the only new foreigner in the class made her anxious, and so she pulled out her notebook and started to copy down the instructions for the project  on the board in careful penmanship, mindful of the tight grip she was holding her pen with, her free hand tapping the desk lightly in a rhythm.

[thebreakfastherosclubrpoocchat]

So I was thinking that we need some big event that brings all the characters together. I was thinking, what if they all witnessed a murder or something, but they don't know that they all saw it? So you've got the tension of the whole, seeing the murder, then the trying to deal with it before someone snaps and then everyone admitting to it?

That brings them closer together as a group and stuff as well. But this is only an idea, and if we were to do something like this, I think we'd need to plot it all out beforehand.

-NatashaTeen

[natashateen-blog]

((OOC: So I was thinking, maybe we should set up a skype chat/tinychat and plot some stuff out for this RPG? What does everyone else thing?))

[andiversailles1]

Open RP|| The Music Room.

Andi slumped forward over the piano keys, her elbows causing an almighty cacophony of sound as she struggled to recapture the sudden burst of inspiration that had struck her,  trying to catch it in the blank music sheets atop the piano shelf.  Her hasty scribbling faltered briefly as she snapped her head back up to survey the music room, chewing her lip as she tapped her pen. 

After a few moments more of thought, Andi shook her head, pulling the paper away from the pile and scrunching it, habitually tossing it over her shoulders without remembering where she was, so caught up in the music she was.  Carding her fingers through her hair, she pulled a fresh piece of paper from her pile, smoothing it out over her notebook.

"Maybe in C sharp rather then D minor…" She mused, pressing her pen against the paper as she leaned against the keys , micking the noise of the notes as she wrote them. She didn’t notice the figure in the doorway until they spoke, startling her out of her thoughts as she turned to face them. "Sorry, uh, were you waiting on the room?" She queried, a little sheepish. "I can leave if you were."

[natashateen-blog]

((OOC: Do I owe anyone?))

[natashateen-blog]

Class Trip: Open RP

Natasha was standing by herself, listening to music, outside of her school. She was waiting on the rest of her class to hurry up and arrive so that they could make sure everyone had arrived and load the bus. Today was the day that they were going to some 'hands on' science center where they'd be allowed to play with all the machines. She couldn't tell whether this was a brilliant idea or a really stupid one, because even though this was a school for the gifted there really was some idiots that attended.