fandomhigh | Creative Writing, Period 6 1/24

Yuki seemed to be in an almost pleasant mood today. He stands to begin his lecture, “Good afternoon. I hope none of you suffered a large amount of psychological trauma this past weekend, and if you have, think of it as good writing material.”

“Today we’re going to look in depth into the most important base for a story. Good characters. They’re more important than the setting, or plot. Once you have solid characters, the rest will work itself out. Today is the first day you’re going to work on your final piece. I want you to create two firm characters and submit them to me by the end of class with a short description of each.”

“This doesn’t have to be final, but I want you to begin creating the characters that are going to drive your story. I also what you to doodle the two characters that you’re submitting, just because.” Just because he wants to laugh at your art skills. To himself later on, of course. “Oh and Hoodie-Brain, you don’t need to draw the character along the lines.”

((OOC: Sorry for putting this up a bit late, I’ve got a busy day today since I’m going to see Wicked with my family, I’ll be on tonight however to pick up any and all tags))

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It had originally planned an attack from the front, maybe aiming for the girl's nose, but then the little turtle had to stop when it heard what she said. He eyed her suspiciously, attempting a turtly scowl.

Nova was trying to figure out what to do if his plushie got violent again.

The little turtle didn't exactly have a mouth to scowl with, Turtle noticed, but the expression could definitely be read in the sinking up his eyebrow...thingies. She returned the glare.

"What?" she whispered a challenge. "I'm bigger than you, so I win."

He had to turn away and think about this. She did have a point. Still there had to be some way he could use this information to his advantage.

He thought the best thing to do now was try to get on her good side. He turned back now, trying to look as harmless and cute as possible. He even did a few somersaults.

Turtle was so not going to fall for that. "You think being all cute now will make me forget that glare?" she whispered to it. "Doesn't work like that, pal. If being cute got everyone what they wanted, heck, I'd be president already."

...it was pretty cute, though. And she did want to see more somersaults, because he was pretty good at them.

Well that didn't work. He decided the direct approach was best. He made a dive for the nearest arm and proceeded to scale Mt. Turtle.

Where exactly were the controls on one of these things? There had to be some way to harness Turtle's great size for his bidding.

"Ack!" Turtle winced at her sudden acclaimation, but, hey, what the heck, there was a little stuffed turtle mounting her at the moment. She could afford to interrupt class a little.

"Hey!" she whispered to it. "Get offa me!"

Why wasn't weird hood kid doing anything to keep his turtle in control? Honestly! Ohhhhh, if that turtle so much as even thought about touching her braid....She quickly flung a little ball of paper at Nova's head. "Hey! Nova! Get your turtle under control!"

Nova, who was still frozen in shock because of his plushie's uncontrollable behavior, snapped back to attention when he heard Turtle call to him.

Trying not to disturb the entire class, he opened up a small portal on his desk, one large enough for his arm to fit inside.

He reached down, and another portal seemed to appear behind big Turtle so that Nova could grab little turtle before it tried to possibly dive down the back of Turtle's shirt.

Turtle stared over her shoulder, eyes really wide.

Because...oh my God, what the heck? She tried not to squirm at the creepy hand coming out of the weird portal thing. As if that freak wasn't weird enough!

Nova grabbed the reluctant turtle and pulled him back onto his own desk. He gave a scolding frown, which received a disappointed turtle frown.

The little turtle hung his little arms over the edge of Nova's desk, frowning at the floor as if saying 'You never let me have any fun'. Nova gave the turtle a soft pat on the head.

Turtle slumped on her own desk, eyeing where the little turtle was sort of dangling off. Great. Now she was bored. Although she should probably start thinking about the assignment, or something.

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