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Post by Ari Maverick on Nov 5, 2015 22:30:06 GMT -5
If I fall back downyou're gonna help me back ---up again* Don't worry about me, I'm gonna make it alright Got my enemies crossed out in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light You see it's our style to keep it true I've had a bad year, a lot to go through I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue She's not the one coming back for you She's not the one coming back for you* Ari wasn't too enthused about being told what role to play, but hell, she didn't have any ideas. She'd never played real foot ball--maybe tossed a ball back and forth and tackled someone here and there, but never a structured game.
The rascal of a girl got in place and bent her knees slightly. Her glare swept over the field as she mentally recited to herself what she should be doing.
"Pfft, I can do this."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Nov 6, 2015 5:57:51 GMT -5
Ira glanced over at Jude, her face devoid of any emotions. Staring at the band around her wrist with some distaste, she pushed her hair over her shoulders and considered his words for a few seconds.
"Fine."
However, she leaned in closer to his ear, and whispered softly, "Be prepared to see plenty of action from me, that isn't remotely close to the goalpost.
Letting out a laugh, she ran off to the field.
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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Nov 13, 2015 7:44:02 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | His other teammates started wearing their bands as Jude began sending orders, planning for the game. "Don't worry" He'd say as he grinned. "I'll make sure to kick that ball as hard, and as fast as I can." He'd tell his teammates. Though he isn't really much into soccer, he did know how to kick, so it's probably easy. He'd then position himself in the field as he eyed his enemies.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2015 6:15:20 GMT -5
Far off towards the side of the field was a sight of a rather short figure scurrying its way towards the crowd that gathered onto the field. From the looks of it a sense of urgency and excitement was plastered upon her face. For once a class, she wanted to attend, and she was running late. What were the odds? A pair of black shorts with a basic blue t-shirt with the Korea flag lay upon the front Rested comfortably on her body. Squeals from a far grew louder and louder as she drew closer to the grassy field.
“Wait wait don’t start yet ahhh don’t start yet!!!”
With greater ease, the nimble individual leaped over a bench that had blocked her way towards the field resting on the balls of her toes. A wide smile formed as the glare of the gold tooth flashed brightly into the open air possibly temporally blinding others if it was looked into. From the looks of it the girl was quite youthful and maybe a little too happy.
“So what team am I on ah?!?”
-She would yelp out. Pointing fingers at separate individuals randomly in hopes of getting a little feed back.-
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Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Nov 14, 2015 12:23:21 GMT -5
Hemera had been watching the group through the chain link fence that sectioned off the field from the rest of the school. She, too, was wearing black gym shorts and a red tank top. Her shoes were her freerunning/parkour shoes, a pair of Asics that were a blaring pink and baby blue. "Maybe I should join...it looks like it'll be fun enough..." pondered Hemera.
"Hell yeah, Hemera! It's about time we show these punks our skills," exclaimed Nyka, clapping imaginary hands together.
With a deep breath, she began to walk onto the field and towards the orange haired teacher. Why is all the more level-headed ones are just so adorable? From the other end of the field she heard a squealing voice that seemed to be coming closer. Well, they were bound to have at least one of them on the field. "Mr. Amakusa?" Hemera questioned. "Is it too late to join the game? I have been watching and I do not think it's started yet..." She looked over at one of the students and saw a wristband on each of their wrists. "If you do not have anymore of those bands, I can watch on the sidelines." Hemera shuffled her feet back and forth slightly.
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