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Post by Gladiolus on Jan 21, 2013 14:48:35 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][bg=eeeeee][atrb=width,500,true] OPEN THE DOOR OF TRUTH BECAUSE I'M HERE I'LL PROTECT YOU. WORDS 350~
MUSE Cbox muse
TAGGED Prompto, Reno, Open
NOTES Sorry for this being short, let the madness begin.
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[/color], in his head this seemed like a stupid idea. Was this some sort of punishment for the recruits, on top of those tight uniforms they had to torture them with this? He glanced at the books the commander shoved into his hands a few days ago. At first Gladiolus thought this was some prank that the commander did. Not that the man had a sense of humor. But then he was ordered to give a lecture on this. In retrospect he should have expected that PSICOM would be evil but this just crossed the line. He leaned against the desk at the front of the class. He had to think how was he going to handle this. Especially since he had two assistants for this lesson. That's where the problem was, one of his assistants was his friend Prompto. While he loved his friend and all, Gladiolus felt that it would have been better to have a more responsible person be his assistant. The other person he has never really met so Gladiolus doesn't know if it is a good thing or not. But he can't back out of this now, or rather he can't say no in the matter since it was PSICOM. At least they left him with plenty of items he could use for demonstration purposes. Some of those items were questionable why they were there. Gladiolus would have to make sure that Prompto doesn't use them. He doesn't want to scar the recruits too badly. Glad pondered if Ignis would want to do this, his serious expression would make sure that they get something out of this lecture. Either that or mentally scar them more. Which as strange as it was he wondered why so many of these recruits haven't received this talk? If they were old enough to serve in the military then they should know about this subject. However, as like many things, there were people that were about his age that didn't. Which was a real shame in his opinion. Gladiolus took a marker and started to write on the board. He heard a couple of people enter the classroom. "Find a seat wherever, we'll get started soon."Sex Ed Course
Instructor: Gladiolus[/div] TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN[/div] [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Prompto Zarxen on Jan 22, 2013 15:17:47 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #171818; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #171818 solid; border-bottom: 10px #171818 solid;] THE GIFT OF THE GAB IS THE GIFT THAT I HAVE {WORDS } 692 {TAGGED } Glady, Reno, and whoever wants to joooin! You know you waant to{WEARING} Something snazzy Late as usual, Prompto trailed a few new recruits into the classroom where he supposed he should have been a while before now. With a shrug, he fished out his phone with his left hand and glanced at the time. Eh, ten minutes before it was supposed to start, and here he'd thought he was late! Grunting, Prompto stuffed his phone back in his pocket and took another sip of his 'coffee', which was really brandy disguised in a coffee mug. No use just having regular coffee, besides, this was a damned sex ed class, he would need a few spikes to make himself useful on the subject. Not, of course, that he wasn't always useful on that certain subject. A wry grin crossed his lips at the thought. They'd sure picked well for him to be one of the teachers. He could explain the perks and the safe ways on how to do it. Glady could be the stick in the mud that told the recruits to never do it, and the other one could...could...well Prompto didn't really know what he could do. He'd met the guy once or twice, but never for anything more than a passing 'hey, how's it goin'?'
So he could be he team mascott. That would be a perfect job for the red haired dude that kept goggles strapped to his head for...whatever reason. Prompto had wondered about it of course, but he'd rather spend the energy thinking somewhere else. Like say...on this subject! A knowing grin plastered itself all over his face right as he pushed open the doors and waltzed into the room, directly after a few of their students had found their way inside. With a grin, Prompto waved his coffee mug in greeting toward the new recruits waiting in anticipation to the class. "Well howdy! You all ready for class?" His wide grin was countered with smiles of their own, nods, and a few scattered 'Yes' going around. Noticing a few particularly good looking females, Prompto sent a wink their way as well, earning him a few giggles before he strutted over to where Glady was standing by the board. "Heya Glady. Ya ready?"
With a smooth motion, Prompto hopped on the front of the desk and settled himself there, legs dangling down the front while he studied the faces in front of him. Taking another swig of 'coffee', Prompto let it settle down his throat and grinned again. Aahhh yes, wouldn't this be a damned fun day! Finally the leader of PSICOM had given them a fun task, instead of playing babysitter to some Academy spy or something of the like. Prompto got bored of things like that just about as quick as he could say so. Taking in a breath, he leaned back and tapped his friend on the shoulder. "Drink?" Of course, it wasn't coffee as one would expect, but from the late club nights they'd had in their day, Prompto knew Glady could handle it. Of course...he might pull an Ignis on him and reprimand Prompto for the alcohol when they were supposed to be teaching. But hell, since when had Prompto listened to anything anyone aside from Noct said anyway?
Heh...
Never!
{NOTES} EVERYONE JOIN! Mwuahaha |
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Post by Dani ✿ on Jan 30, 2013 1:04:29 GMT -5
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WORDS;; idk
MUSE;; good
TAGGED;; -- | DANI lovett Dani had spent most of the morning in her cell. It was supposedly her room but it lacked the freedom that something that belonged to her should include therefore to Dani, it was her cell. There was barely enough room for the small bed and dresser; there were no windows. It did not bother Dani though, nothing ever did. Ever since she could remember she always had someone there to tell her where to go and what to do. Being apart of the PSICOM group was no different than being in the Secrecy Core. That fact did not settle in Dani's awakening mind but she had to survive for... some reason. Something the SC had done to all four of the children they had bred; they had a forceful will to survive. Death for them was never an option.
The big metal door slid open and her nurse entered the cell. Smiling she walked around the room, flicking lights on to cast light around other than the small lamp on Dani's dresser. She had a very awkward look on her face, kneeling down before Dani seeing as Dani sat on the bed, "Hey there. You.. are going to learn about something that I don't think you've learned before. A lot of new recruits are being required to attend this class. I don't really feel it's necessary for you to go but..." the nurse looked around as if she didn't want to continue her words, "A few men have entered the room while you were not wearing clothes. They said they knocked and you said to come in.. I don't think you realize.. something very important," the woman's face reminded Dani of a red apple, "You know men aren't suppose to see you naked, right?"
The entire scenario confused Dani. What did it matter if she was naked? It never mattered in the Secrecy Core. Dani's silence was all the lady needed. Before long she was walking through the base with her, hands clutched in front of her black dress. The nurse led her to a room and smiled, allowing her to enter. They arrived just as a man with a questionable mug entered the room. Dani stood beside the door once she crossed the threshold, still clutching her hands. The blonde from before sat on a desk at the front of the room while another man stood behind it. Her nurse dawdled at the door for a minute to tell the pair something, "Be nice. She's young and doesn't know anyything," her eyes widened as she spoke, emphasizing the word 'anything.'
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Post by Aaliyah Nguymen on Jan 30, 2013 14:26:24 GMT -5
[/i][/color] One sober enough man had caught sight of her cheating and created a scene. The memory made Aaliyah grin as she puffed out a chuckle. Was a bloody good time that. No, the bartender had to have a little fit that a table...or two were broken. At least she paid for the damages, not with her money. She had managed to pull a wallet out from someone's pocket and use their money instead. Why use her own money to pay for the damages of someone else's tantrum? The city was in dire need of her. Every city needs a little "fun" every now and again. Even if someone else was there causing "fun", it wasn't her and therefore invalid. Aaliyah looked at the building and put her hands on her hips. "What kind of things do ya hide?" The place was obviously for PSICOM with no doubt. She was easily able to get in and walk about. So this is where PSICOM is hole up at. Before she could get bored and leave a certain class name came to her. Sex-Ed class, eh? This should prove interesting enough. This was amusing Aaliyah to no end. I can't pass this chance up. She began to follow the few people who had talked about it and mentioned they were heading in that direction, how the hell should she know where it was being held? At long last, the class was before them and Aaliyah leaned against the door frame crossing her arms. They had props. Aaliyah began to chuckle a little before walking in with two fingers looped in her belt loops. Making herself at home, she plopped in a chair and propped her crossed legs up on the table. There seemed to be a younger girl here as well. She had come in right before Aaliyah had, since when did PSICOM become a nursery? "Would ya like the words to be 'genitals'. Or would ya prefer simple hinted motions?" Aaliyah asked the woman with a chuckle. She then took two fingers made a circle and almost put her index finger through the circle, stopping half way. Why would a kid be even present to one of these? Well, kids are curious. "Blondie here and Scar Face will keep it as *ahem* censored as possible." Aaliyah chuckled again.[/ul] |
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Post by Teagan/Shotgun on Feb 1, 2013 9:03:11 GMT -5
When Teagan was transported to wherever the hell they are, Pulse they called it, she had been fortunate enough to be found by someone in PSICOM and with the promise of fun she couldnt refuse their offer.
Yet, she had no idea when she signed up there would be a mandatory Sex Ed class. She was a grown woman she didn't someone teaching her how to be safe and she sure as hell didn't need 'pillow advice'; if anything Teagan could probably teach the class better than any teacher they would be having.
She trailed behind a group of guys talking excitedly about the topic at hand and then making rude gestures to the passing by ladies. Teagan rolled her eyes and pushed past them turning her head to the guys and throwing them the dirtiest look before muttering 'pigs'. Seriously though... why were these guys going to the class they were clearly immature. Had it not been for the way she was threateningly tapping her shotgun on her shoulder the guys would have probably spoken up.
With her shotgun mounted carefully on her shoulder and her finger around the trigger guard; Teagan didn't even acknowledge anyone in the class. She knew no one except she knew Reno was around PSICOM somewhere and she was unaware of the fact that he would be teaching.
Sitting down behind a group of girls she completely ignored the girl with what appeared to be a nurse and the last girl who wasn't even dressed like PSICOM... whatever.
As one of the teachers winked at the group of girls in front of her she couldn't help but dramatically roll her eyes and mutter, rather loudly...
"You have got to be kidding me."
On of the girls had turned around sharply it seemed like she was ready to say something, but as Teagan sent her a 'say-something' look the girl turned to look ahead and Teagan giggled to herself.
"So are you guys going to bore us with abstinence and all that crap or are you actually gonna teach these kids something?"
She was loud, she was blunt, she was obnoxious and she was in a Sex-Ed class it was already starting to sound like fun.
Leaning back on her chair and kicking her legs up on the desk in front of her the shot gun leaning on shoulder had gotten dangerously close to the guys face behind her. Teagan did realize it and was even entertained by how the guy was ducking in her peripheral, but the safety lock was on... and her finger wasn't even on the trigger... what a wuss.
"I propose you skip all the unnecessary bull you elders have been spouting at as and you get to the good juicy details; alright grandpa?"
It was aimed at the scarred face teacher. He wasn't even old at all, but Teagan always had to tease at least someone. |
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Reno
PSICOM
man in black[/size]
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Post by Reno on Feb 1, 2013 18:07:10 GMT -5
Life, life cannot go by the letter  time, time, prozac can make it better TAG: All them peoples. Words: 604
ONE LAST THING: Too much fun writing this.
Reno took a bite of the apple in his hand as he emerged from the doorway and into the room, proud of the resounding crack it made that announced his arrival. ”Ya want juicy, eh Teag?”
Kicking the door closed deftly behind him with the use of his foot, the redhead proceeded on into the room, his best professional smirk on his face as he stepped to the front desk and dropped a small briefcase full of materials there. Retrieving a bright red marker from the inside of his jacket, Reno eased his way to the board and, as sharply as he could manage, wrote Mr. R. Returning the marker to the inside of his jacket, Reno swung back around, his loose-hanging shirt and jacket tails following, and dropped onto the front desk with a leg propped up in a chair, the apple twirled in his hand. ”Looks to me like the one who knows about juicy just walked in the door.” He flashed his old Turk associate a wink before regarding the rest of the room and taking another bite of his apple. Man were there some nice sets of legs propped back in some of the desks. Reno needed to call roll before he could figure out which ones of ‘em were legal.
Naturally, PSICOM had known what they were doing when they picked him to be one of the instructors of this little class. The other two guys that were supposed to be teaching, who were already in here though Reno’d barely noticed them? Ah, they were just tack-ons, to be honest. No way either one of the other guys knew half as much as Reno about this particular subject. They could be around for…discipline, or something, especially the one with all the muscles. The other one didn’t look like he’d be much good for anything at all. Maybe Reno could find a way to send him to the office to fetch something and then lock the door before he could get back to the classroom. Eh, either way, the both of them were gonna get a chance to watch a master at work today. They could probably learn a little something from the redhead’s lecture themselves.
Once he’d done his full scan of the room, he reached over to his briefcase and retrieved a clipboard, holding the apple in his mouth until he could get the clipboard in the right place beside him and the pen in his hand. ”Alright, roll call. Here’s the deal – we go up and down the rows, an’ when I point at ya, tell me your full name an’ your age. Pretty simple, right?” Twirling the pen in his fingers as he typically did with his EM rod, Reno took another bite of his apple and pointed to some dark-haired young lady on the front on the right side of the room who was staring at him intently and dreamily. Ah, the students were already learning, he could see.
”Alright, Raven, you’re lucky number one,” he told her, getting ready to turn and write down whatever she told him. ”Criseyde Alenko. Seventeen.” Reno’s bright smirk fell a little bit at hearing the age, but he wrote her name and age down at the position of her desk. The next was a male, so Reno didn’t even bother saying anything to him, only looked at him with the most bored expression he could muster. ”Bruno Bayless. Twenty.” Just as bored-seeming, Reno’s hand moved down to the clipboard beside him. ”Alright, next! We got some good stuff to get to today, you guys, so speed it up!”
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Post by Gladiolus on Feb 4, 2013 18:36:55 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][bg=eeeeee][atrb=width,500,true] OPEN THE DOOR OF TRUTH BECAUSE I'M HERE I'LL PROTECT YOU. WORDS 900 MUSE (Crack) " Chic Freak" By P'Trique TAGGED Prompto, Reno, Sex Ed Students~ NOTES Let the craziness begin *gets out crack music* 
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[/color] It was a way to past the time before class started. Did he have a lesson plan? Well no, there was really no need for that here. All he needed to do was to make sure they knew the basics. The rest they could find out on their own, at least that was what he did. He wasn't a virgin when it came to sex, its just that he did things subtle, unlike his friend who makes his intentions known.He looked up when he saw his old friend, Prompto, come into the classroom with a coffee mug in his hand. "Heya Glady. Ya ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be I guess." Gladiolus sighed. "Though I still don't know if this is some kind of joke or something coming from the higher ups. I mean a Sex Ed course? Really? I would have figured that most people would know some of this stuff by now. But I guess this is a way to torture the recruits maybe?"
"Drink?"Gladiolus took the mug from Prompto's hands and placed it on his lips. Instantly he could catch the scent of the brandy. He probably should say something about drinking while around PSICOM people but right now he could use the drink. Gladiolus took a drink until the cup was 1/2 empty. He didn't want to upset his friend by drinking all of his 'coffee'. "Thanks man, I needed that."He looked up the door and saw a young girl and a nurse. Glad could see... nothing. Almost like there was nothing in the girl's eyes, at least as far as emotions go. He looked at the nurse that was next to her to get some sort of explanation. "Can I help you ma'am?"
"Be nice. She's young and doesn't know anything,"Gladiolus' eyes widened when he heard that. Did this girl really didn't know anything at all about this. How much didn't she know about sex or of anything. He looked at the girl for a moment before letting out a smile. "Hey why don't you take a seat then, we'll start class soon.""Blondie here and Scar Face will keep it as *ahem* censored as possible."Gladiolus looked at the person who said that, she was one of the students of this little lecture. He nodded as a response to what she said, he would at least try to keep things as clean as he could for the small girl. But judging how there was a lot of older people in the room he doubt it. However, he could continue to try. "Don't worry about it ma'am, I'll make sure to teach your patient as much as I can, isn't that right Prompto?"He waved the nurse goodbye and focused back on the students that he and Prompto had in the room so far. One of them started to talk among the crowd. "So are you guys going to bore us with abstinence and all that crap or are you actually gonna teach these kids something?""That depends," Gladiolus explained. "But we'll leave that until class starts."
"I propose you skip all the unnecessary bull you elders have been spouting at as and you get to the good juicy details; alright grandpa?"'Grandpa?' Gladiolus blinked as he struggled with keeping a straight face. He didn't look that old... did he? Well his goatee did made him look a little older but still. He let out a smile and decided to play along. "Sure thing whipper snapper," He grinned. "We'll make sure that we get out of that boring stuff as quickly as possible. Just leave it to grandpa Glad." Glad even placed his hand behind his back for effect. "We just need one more person before we get start..." Gladiolus looked to where the loud sound of the door interrupted him. He looked at the redhead and for a second he thought he saw Prompto with the man's mannerisms. He watched as the man took out his own marker and wrote his name.... well letter. Gladiolus stood straight up and waited for the man to at least introduce himself to the class. ”Looks to me like the one who knows about juicy just walked in the door.”Gladiolus let the man take over for now, he would just need to step in when he thought it was necessary. Since right now all Mr. R was doing was taking roll call. And Gladiolus had a feeling that this class was about to get longer for him. If experience has taught him something is that two people with the same ego and personality can never be in the same room! And from looking at Mr. R's face when he took the name and age of Bruno Bayless... Well he should expect a battle of the egos to come up at some point. What's the worse that could happen.... [/div] TEMPLATE BY SAMARECARM OF OTE + BTN[/div] [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by Prompto Zarxen on Feb 8, 2013 0:28:34 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #171818; padding:20px; border-top: 10px #171818 solid; border-bottom: 10px #171818 solid;] THE GIFT OF THEGAB IS THE GIFT THAT I HAVE {WORDS } 812 {TAGGED } All those people! {WEARING} Something classy! Prompto couldn’t contain his grin when Glady mentioned that it was a way to torture new recruits. Sending his friend a wink, he sent his eyes over the class and couldn’t help one comment purely to his friend under his breath. “Or a great place to pick someone up, you know? Why else do you think I dressed to impress?”, he asked with a slight gesture that took in himself. Prompto wouldn’t have dressed up quite so nicely for any other reason. Hell, women were the only reason to make yourself look quite so good anyway. Settling himself on the desk and handing his friend his drink, Prompto once more scanned the room he found himself in and the faces that were now starting to fill up the room. There was so much potential here, so much so that he actually physically couldn’t help the smile that lifted onto his lips.
With his ‘coffee’ once more back in his hand, he spared Gladiolus a nod and a flicker of his eyes. “No problem bud. See one that catches your eye?”, he asked under his breath while taking another swig of his liquid himself. It was at that moment that a few extra women started coming in. Pretty ones at that. Hell yes! He could live with some pretty women coming in. The maid threw him for a moment, before she spoke. Prompto glanced from his friend, to the girl, to the nurse, and finally ending up back on the girl. Instantly he marked that one off in his mind. He wasn’t quite sure about her, but she looked fairly…well he didn’t know. Pretty thing, but the nurse’s comment instantly made him forget it. She was strictly off limits then. No one could say that Prompto had no morals…just less than the average person.
Still, he found himself nodding when Gladiolus told her to take a seat. The second woman to speak up was just as easy to look at, but almost instantly after he’d seen her, he pegged her as one of those insane women you tended to avoid. Raising an eyebrow, Prompto spared a glance back at Gladiolus and shrugged while taking another drink of his brandy. “Oh yeah, we’ll keep it as censored as possible.” ’Until later.’ he added in his mind and grinned knowingly to himself. Still…it might be best to keep an eye on that woman, because if his senses were on the ball – and they usually were – that woman was trouble in the making.
The last one to catch his attention though…she really did catch it. Mid-drink, Prompto slowly lowered his mug and appraised her subtly. Damn. Now that might be one that he would actually try with. And he had to admit, her quip about Gladiolus was pretty good, and he found himself chuckling along, though he didn’t quite get a chance to say anything before their third teacher walked in.
Prompto figured instantly they weren’t going to get along so well. Rolling his eyes slightly, he lifted a leg to prop it up against the desk and watched the antics of the bright red head that had decided to really be late. And Gladiolus had said that he was always the late one. At the same time, Prompto also was enjoying learning the ages of the various women that were seated around the room. Clever, he would give the guy that, even if he thought the man a bit ridiculous.
And he found himself snickering quite loudly after Red had mentioned to speed it up.
“Speeding things up…huh.”
{NOTES} I don't...quite know what this post was. Bleh |
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Elena
PSICOM
Turk Rookie
I am no ordinary rookie!
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Post by Elena on Feb 13, 2013 1:16:14 GMT -5
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open up and swallow me!
"Sorry!" Elena shouted behind her as she dashed through the hallways of this wretched maze of a building, her forehead prickled with sweat and her breath coming in short puffs. She was late, and she knew it; just her luck to have her PHS break down during the first day of this...orientation.
She didn't know what it was for, although she couldn't help but blush as she was informed of the lesson's contents; who on earth are they to teach them about that...thing? They're all adults in here, of course they knew what that is!
But since this was now technically, her home, she didn't have a choice but comply.
"I'm so sorry I'm late I-" Elena stopped midway, after slamming the door open and finding strange faces welcoming her, "Erm, yeah...I guess I'll take a seat..." She said, dropping her head, her face red with embarrassment and proceeded to sit somewhere at the back row. She kept her head bowed, silently cursing her brashness; yeah Elena, go make a fool of yourself on your first day.
Can this day get any worse?
Yes it can as she noticed the Red-head inside the room. She pulled her gaze away, chewing at her bottom lip, hoping against hope he wouldn't recognize her, but how can't he, she was wearing the same Turk uniform since she was pulled into this new world. Elena found herself hoping against all hope that he would not point her out...because she knew he would always find a way to make things worse.
Every. Freaking. Time.
Don't you dare close your eyes.
Not even for a second.
You will miss the whole show. MADE BY KIWII OF BTN | |
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