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"I can't take this anymore. There's so many people who hate me, I think I'll go die," Min said, going to the somehow opened janitor's closet and hid there. It was small and cramped, but as long as she got her wish of being alone, she was okay. "It's okay, as long as I'm not here, everyone's happy," she whispered to herself.

 
Brittany said, "I'm happy because, like, the world is a beautiful place, y'know? Like, seriously! You just have to look around. The sun is shining, and, like, we're alive! It's AH-MAAAAAYYYYYZING!" She did a super cheesy twirl, then gave another giggle. "You shouldn't cut yourself. Like, you might get scars and ruin your pretty skin! Like, the body is a temple, and we only get one. Y'know?" She twirled her hair then put a piece of bubble gum in her mouth. "Well, like, bye~"

 
"I gotta be careful not to closed the door...or maybe I should...this dilemma, what should I do? Maybe I should hide somewhere else. Yeah, that's it," Min thought as she walked out of the janitor's closet and slowly closed it. She pretty much walked around in circles because she didn't know what to do. Class would've start now, but she didn't want to go because of all the people there.

 
After having bought his X-rated magazine at the nearest 7-Eleven, Brent got back in his truck and drove back to school. Noticing he had two minutes before the bell rang, he opened his magazine and began to look through the pictures in the magazine. His nose started to bleed as he looked at pics of you know what. Noticing the time on his audio system, he quickly got out of his car and ran into the school, taking the magazine with him.

Glen walked into class precisely at 7:30, satisfied with the deeds he had done today. So far, he had forced t-shirts onto two shirtless jocks, cleaned two classrooms, and put two trash cans back precisely on the right side. The first thing he noticed when he walked into the classroom was that some of the desks were unaligned. He quickly set to work, pushing desks back into their original places, making the desks in the room line up in a perfect row. While he was at it, he took chairs off desks and put them neatly in front of desks for people.

 
Brittany walked into her classroom a couple minutes before 7:30, rushing to sit down. She had been primping in the bathroom and had nearly lost track of time. "Oh. My. GOSH! I was nearly late! That would have been, like, awful, y'know?" She really wasn't talking to anyone in particular because she wanted someone to notice her first so she wouldn't have to introduce herself all awkward, y'know? "Like, oh my gosh, for real," she added, flipping her hair and giggling. "But it looks like I made it just in time!"

 
When Min noticed some boxes on the floor, that's where she hid. Sitting down with her knees up and head in between in a dark, tight space. She hoped that no one would come by and would leave her alone for once. Especially that guy who asked her to go on a date with her.

 
Walking into class a few minutes late, Brent clutched his X-rated magazine tightly with a giant grin on his face. Blood was spurting out of his nose, clearly showing what he had been looking at for the past few minutes. He saw Brittany, and instantly brightened. "Hey Brittany! Love ya!" He declared to her, all while staring directly at her chest since that's the kind of dirty minded person he was.

 
"Hi Brent!" Brittany said cheerfully, doing a spin and giggling. "Like, your nose is bleeding! Let me, like help you, you know? Because that's what nice girls do! And I'm a nice girl!" She got a tissue and dabbed the blood away, then twirled and threw it into the trashcan. "Like, oh my gosh, I did it! Yaaaay!" Then she looked back to Brent. "So, what are you... like, my eyes are up here, Brent! Stop being, like, pervy!"

 
Nothing really new happened with Min. She was still hiding behind the boxes and shaking, waiting for school to be over. The analog clock's ticking was really stressing her for she wanted school to be over.

 
As Brittany dabbed his nose, Brent made an expression equivalent to that of somebody who was in heaven. When she told him to stop being pervy, Brent replied, "Ah, sorry, I'm heading to my seat now!" Tearing his eyes rather forcefully from Brittany's chest and resisting the urge to stick his head in them, he walked the 10 feet to his seat. By the time he had reached his seat, he had gained 3 more bruises thanks to him touching two girls butts.

 
Brittany tossed her hair and gave a sigh. "Sometimes I just wish I weren't so beautiful. It's very hard to find people who don't have crushes on you and aren't jealous." She gave a sigh, then sniffled slightly. "Sometimes i just want to be.. n-normal!" Her eyes got all teary and it was like in one of those shoujo animes where the female lead gets all emotional but beautiful at the same time. "Oh, if only. But I have to keep myself beautiful to make the world a better place!"

 
"See? I bet myself no one even knows I'm not in class right now. I don't even know why I was born, because the world hates me. There's nothing to do in life. It's all a waste to be in this world."

 
(Anybody volunteer to play a messed up teacher? |D We need messed up teachers. Even one would work since we could say that Clairman High only has one classroom, somehow)

Glen had been taking notes during the entire perverted entrance of Brent, not saying anything. Irritated at somethings he noticed, he stood up. "Why am I the only one with all my notes and my textbook out?!! This isn't proper! Everybody, get your things out, now!" To add some force into his message, he dug out a knife from nowhere and took on an extremely evil stance that would probably frighten anybody.

 
(I could be the b*tchy teacher who's always late and stuff.)

Brittany squealed with terror, then opened her books and notebooks all preppy-ish. "Oh em gee! Like, sorry Glen!" Her lower lip trembled and she was about to cry beautiful tears of amazingness. "Oh my darling Glen, I'm like, so sorry I hurt you. Please don't, you know, hurt me?" She then did a promiscuous pose. If it had been any more sue-ish, there would have been a magic breeze and roses in the background. "I just want to make everyone love me and be happy!"

 
Glen squinted, strolled right up to Brittany, and looked her in the eye. "Hmm... You seem to only be 90% of a Sue! It's either 100% or nothing, you hear me?!" He quickly began to tug roses and sparkles and a fan out of nowhere. Soon, there was a magic breeze and roses in the background of Brittany. Glen finished off completely Sueifying Brittany by sprinkling glitter all over her.

 
( I was making a form for a teacher based off of my awesome fifth grade teacher, but I kinda got stuck on personality. So here's an even more messed up teacher:

Name: Franken Stein

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Personality: He's obsessed with dissection, and views everyone and thing as an specimen. He's pretty dark too. He threats everyone if they don't pay attention.

Appearance: A tall for his age guy with a slender body (Totally stealing from Slender Man). He has shoulder length black hair, brown eyes, and glasses with a thin frame. He usually has an evil grin marked on his face. His attire consists of a white shirt with a collar with a black tie with a (fake) blood stain pattern on it. Black shoes, gray pants.

Other: Perfers to be called "Doctor" instead of "Mister".

)

 
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"Oh," she whimpered, her eyes getting even bigger and tearful than before. "Th-thank you for saving me Glen! I think... you were meant to be my hero and soulmate!" Then the breeze whipped her hair and skirt and she looked so beautiful that it was almost blinding and so romantic that none of the men could keep their eyes off of her and neither could the other girls. She then started singing a disney-ish love ballad with her beautiful voice that sounded like hundreds of angels.

Ten minutes late, as usual, the teacher walked into the classroom, wearing basically her pajamas. "All right class.... SHUT THE F*** UP!" She slammed her briefcase on her desk and yelled, "I'VE GOT A MAJOR HANGOVER SO YOU'D BETTER NOT MESS WITH ME!" She winced and clutched at her head, then sat down in her seat and put her feet on the desk. "The reading assignment. You did it? Well, don't answer, because I don't care. I'm just giving you all A's. I don't feel like grading it."

Name: Angela Scott (but everyone calls her Angie)

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Personality: Honestly, Angie was never cut out for teaching. She's more of a party girl who likes to stay out late and sleep in during the day. because she hates teaching, she's a careless, lazy woman who just wants to get paid so she can go and have more fun outside of school. The only reason the school keeps her is because her classes get good grade point averages (because she never likes to grade their work). She also has a weird fascination with cats.

Appearance: Angie is that girl who was probably a prom queen in high school. She has a fake looking figure, with brown hair that has fake hair extensions, and she usually has smeared makeup on her face whenever she comes in. She also never wear clothes that are appropriate for a teacher, either too frumpy or too promiscuous.

Other: Nope.

 
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(Kay changed both of your teacher forms are accepted, I may make a principal for the heck of it :DD)

In his valiant quest to completely sueify Brittany, Glen walked over to the sound system by the TV in the room and turned on a soupy musical accompaniment to go along with Brittany's singing. Then he realized something. Turning around, he noticed ONE DESK WAS NOT OCCUPIED. Instantly knowing who it was, Glen ran down the hall, and found Min hiding. He picked her up by the shirt collar and began to drag her to class, using his football strength.

 
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(It's all fixed now. And also, do it.)

Dr. Stein was in the classroom nest door, and had his trademark grin. "Now class, I highly encourage yourselves to break the school rules. I'm in the mood to dissect, so it'll be easy choosing who'll go first," he said, grin getting wider and wider with each few words.

"No! Please! Don't drag me! It's embarrassing! I don't know how to deal with any of those people! Especially that one guy! Please don't make me!" she whaled, but it she knew it was no use at all.

 
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Angie stared at the kids in her class, already wishing the day was over. "Gosh, I hate my job," she thought aloud. Realizing what she had done, she turned red and went up to the front. "Anyway, so, today we're going to be talking about the plot of Romeo and Juliet. So, Romeo is this guy, and Juliet is the chick he likes. Okay, and then... their families didn't like each other, and then... stuff happened, and then.... everyone died. The end. Now.... um.... yeah. Discuss the reading amongst yourselves or whatever. I don't care." She then put in her ipod and started listening to some weird pop/rap music. Because she was hip like all the school kids.

Brittany kept singing, even changing in front of everyone into a princess-y ballgown and twirling around stupidly. "My true looooooove," she crooned, closing her eyes and placing her hands on her heart. "I love true loooove! My hear will love a lovey love love! OOOOOOOOOOOO!" She then leaped around the room like a beautiful ballerina because she was so amazingly perfect that way, and never messed up at all.

 
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