Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160517075016/@comment-26826553-20160531050210

James Carter: *walking up & down the ranks* Only 30 of you little f**kers here. Well that's bulls**t!

Random Rotobaga: *tries flying in vain (gravity plates prevent flight), as if wanting to escape* (I knew I shouldn't have joined...)

Yin Yang: I did tell you little s**theads, the fault of one is the fault of all! For that matter, until all 150 of you are here, you are to run around the school. *a bunch of bamboo sticks sprout in front of him, & he rips them & tosses them to the kids, who fail to catch them or succumb to the weight, partly thanks to the gravity plates installed under the school* You are to run with those. You're not f**king dragging it, you're not f**king pushing or rolling it like a lawnmower or latch it on your back or your thighs! You are to *takes a random Puff-shroom & forces him to heft the heavy bamboo* put one leaf under it & heft it as one would heft a rifle! Now move! *flicks whip in the air thrice* Move it!

(Kids make one line & begin to move slowly around the school.)

JC: (Be thankful your a**es aren't screwed the exact same way some bast**d screwed them. Back then, they'd drag you to an island & batter you physically just as how they beat you up mentally & psychologically. Fortunately, I never went under that a**hole.)