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OOC:
This is to be a char RP... I'm just giving a rough outline of what the news learned and reported right away... but please do join in... be a student or teacher, or anyone else who happens to be visiting the school that day, but if you wish to be one of the students who has a gun (or any other weapon) please clear it w/ me first... thanks!
Feel free to start the RP from the morning, not right went the shooting starts. The school starts at 7:30 AM, and the shooting started at 10:11 AM during first lunch. This is a large school with nearly 3,000 students.
Also, I'd prefer keeping the truly gruesome stuff out... keep it to the point that others can read it, know what your saying and all, but not go over the top... thanks!

Also, please keep OOC posts out of here as this is the RP thread.
OOC chatter goes here > http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=396751
Thanks!!

IC:
Breaking News!
“We have just received word that shots have been fire at Eastmount High School in Eastmount, a half an hour drive due NW of ViZion City. Police have been called to the scene. John is in SkyChop. John, can you see anything through CamSky?”

”Yes, yes we can! Oh my God! There appears to be people running in all directions trying to flee the building, but it looks like an onslaught! As you can see, it appears they’re being mowed down! My God!”

With that, shots were fired at SkyChop, and the video feed went out. Within a moment, the helicopter was a burning grave for the three crew members on the helicopter.

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It started out like another Tuesday morning. The warm Italian weather encouraged shorts, flip flops and tank tops.

The parking lot at Eastmount High filled up like normal, the commons and halls packed with students hanging out with their friends, exchanging answers to the previous nights math questions, and scarfing down their quick breakfast. By about 7:25, the halls and commons were starting to clear as the tired student body made their way to class, unaware of their fate in less than three hours.

Jimmy McAllister jumped out of his beaten up old car, snatching his bag off the passenger seat, and started towards the building. With his bag hanging off one shouler, he adjusted his black shades, ran a hand through his hair, and winked at a groups of girls nearby.

It was a good day. Nice weather, nice girls, and of course, a huge party tonight. Jimmy was looking forward to the day. Life was good. Little did he know how much things would change before mid-day.

John, Richard and Amanda Brough, senior, sophmore, and freshmen respectively, all climbed down their raised SUV. The mud-covered SUV was clearly used for off-roading, and it was well known that Amanda was not to excited that she would have to be seen in her brothers "trash tractor" as she so kindly refered to it as.

The three grabbed their bags from the SUV before slamming the doors shut and heading towards the building.

As they entered, they spread out, heading towards their friends, not expecting anything to strange to happen. But, this was not a 'normal' day at Eastmount, if there ever was one at this school.

OOC:
I hope Jimmy dies. I dislike him already. Seriously though, you ought to give more time to set the scene. The guys behind Colubine had a YEAR to plan, and they still screwed it up. What are the odds that a bunch of random people on the internet are going to be able to ad-lib something and make it work? You've got to ive us something more, at the very least, a layout (read: map) of the school, plus some time to plan. If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.

vvvv Its your game, but I'm just sayin... A good story doesn't write itself

OOC:
I hope Jimmy dies. I dislike him already. Seriously though, you ought to give more time to set the scene. The guys behind Colubine had a YEAR to plan, and they still screwed it up. What are the odds that a bunch of random people on the internet are going to be able to ad-lib something and make it work? You've got to ive us something more, at the very least, a layout (read: map) of the school, plus some time to plan. If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.
OOC: What the crap are you talking about? This is just a RP to make things interesting on NS, things are to boring around here dispite a couple possible large-scale wars and an issue here and there... NS needs some RP's to have fun in, so chill out and RP or don't do anything, just don't flame or whatever... thanks!

Edit: Ya, that's why it's called a RP... ;) No single person is writing the story here... We're RPing this and that'll determine how things go, the news article above was just to get the juices flowing, not to say "This is how the RP goes and nothing else is accepted..."

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Ohh shut up... a young girl thought to herself as she roughly smacked her alarm clock. It was too early, these people went to school too early for her likings. So naturally she rolled back over, burrying her head in the soft pillow, to fall back asleep.
"Time to get up, you don;t want to b late for school again Nin!" a large woman nearly shouted as she barged into the bedroom.
"Alright Ms.Mcqueen, I'm getting up." came the muffled groan of a reply from beneath the pillow. The morning was pretty routine now, after a few weeks of the same getting up, washing herself, eating, and running to keep up with the family that was supporting her durring her visit to ViZion. More then a few times so far she'd been late for her ride with Joey McQueen, a senior in the high school she was attending while she was in ViZion on exchange.
After her quick washings, and getting dressed, she slumped won the stairs, almost right into Joey's backpack.
"Come on Nin, let's get going, I gotta be to school early today." Joey said to her anxiously as she moved past him. "There's a party tonight, and I wanna get in on some of the details before I have to get to class." Joey finished his sentence before walking into the bathroom.

She walked through the kitchen, past the big Ms.McQueen, to her shoes, jacket and school bag, putting them on and then reaching into the nearby cupboard to get a cereal bar for breakfast. Before leaving she gave Ms.McQueen a hug, and polielty said "Bye."
The answer in kind was Ms.Mcqueen returning the hug, "Have a good day at school Nin." And with that, Nin left, out to Joey's car to wait for him.
It's so cold here. She thought to herself as she looked down at her dark hands. It may have been a warm day for the locals, but for her it was mild, cool even.
"Hurry up, get in." Joey said, still quite anxious ashe jogged to the car and unlocked it.
She quickly got in, keeping her bag on her lap as they drove to school.
She read her name tag on her school bag, she put it there so no one could take it. "Ninbanda Ur-Nammu" it said, her name. Oddly to her, no one could pronounce her name correctly, and now they just refered to her as "Nin".
Fair enough. She thought again, School is so boring here anyway, it's not like it matters of they can say my name right.

The car stopped suddenly, and she looked up, they were there. So quickly she got out of the car, before Joey would complain about her moving too slow, and promptly closed the door. "Thank you." She said to Joey with a slight smile, who didn;t bother to return the gesture and just jogged away to a group of people that he normally hung out with.

Nin took a deep breath, put her school bag over her shoulder, and walked to the front door of the school, quickly moving to her locker.

Tim North went into the school with his stylish backpack covered with pictures of him and his girlfriend at partys. He didn't care much for school, but it was alright. He was a cool kid who played on the football team, although he wasn't really a "jock". He just played for the fun of it. He always saw the news on the T.V. about how the schools in other places were getting shot at. He never thought anything would happen in his school. He thought of Eastmount as a nice county. What did he have to fear?

Mark was the usual kid, always sitting off by himself with nothing really important to do and this was just another boring day to him. He was walking down the hall, towering above all the other people around currently since he was over six feet tall, and just being quiet as he headed to some place to sit untill he had to go to class.

Richard was walking through the halls, and looked behind him for a second, but that was one second to long as he walked right into Tim North. "Oh, hey, sorry... uh... Tim, right? Sorry about that... but you made a great play in last Friday's football game!" he said.

(OOC: Tryin to get some interaction goin here)

Nin opened her locker, taking out her textbook for her first class, math.
The single class she hated most in this school was math.
She stuffed her textbook into her school bag and closer her locker, turning around to lean her back against it as she opened her clipboard and began to read over her notes, talking to herself as she often did.
The numbers looked alien to her, for more then one reason. She was used to an entirely different system, "base six", as opposed to the apparently world common "base ten".
"Every time I think I have the answer, I get it wrong.." she said to herself, rather annoyed. She sighed, scribbeling down a few extra reminders in the margin of a page, writing in cuienform, she found it much easier to understand if she could write it into her native language.

Her watch beeped, and she looked at it. Time to get to class... great.. she thought as she folded her clip board and started to walk down the hall.
Her foot caught on her bookbag, which she had forgotten she left right at her feet, and she stumbled, knocking into a pair of guys who were close by to her.

Dr. John Farir sat in the staff room, sipping his coffee. At aged 65, he was preparing for retrirement, and a trip back to his home country. His was an ex-soldier, serving in the army. He checked his timetable, and then his watch.

"Bummer!" Dr Farir said, "Chemistry class."

He put his finished cup of coffee in the sink, took his science textbooks and proceeded to the science lab.

Tim looked a little annoyed as he had almost dropped his books. He was in a bit of a rush, but he had a minute or 2 to chat.

"Yeah... thanks. It's aight, i'm fine. Whats your name? I've seen you around in the halls but have'nt really gotten to know you. Oh, gotta get to first period. Sorry. Hey, you going to the party tonight? Gonna be nice, man. Anyway, I might talk to you later, see ya."

Tim looked a little annoyed as he had almost dropped his books. He was in a bit of a rush, but he had a minute or 2 to chat.

"Yeah... thanks. It's aight, i'm fine. Whats your name? I've seen you around in the halls but have'nt really gotten to know you. Oh, gotta get to first period. Sorry. Hey, you going to the party tonight? Gonna be nice, man. Anyway, I might talk to you later, see ya."
"I'm Richard.. just call me Rich though... ya, I'll be at that party... should be great man... see ya later." Richard said before walking off. He was gonna be late for class if he didn't hurry.