Pony High (open to any pony) :D

[Thyrtien]

In his reluctance, Frost walks into the school as dreadfully slow as he can. I don't know about this place... He mumbles as he looks around the building and picks up his schedule. McBread, huh? Sketchy... The young unicorn proceeds to the classroom and plops down at a desk.

[Haned tom.]

Hope as soon as she is in class takes a seat in the back row. For various reasons of course.

[Vick McBread]

"ALRIGHT CLASS!"
*Dr. Mcbread said with a huge smile*
"We are Dr. Mcbread, but you can call us Vick. We will be your math teacher for the year. And We can promise that before we get done with you, you WILL be an elite war hero of numbers"
*Dr. Mcbread flies to the front board and scribbles down this: -(A)+4X-222=y*
"time to commence into the pits of deep consideration . Take a good look at what you see here.
*points to the problem on the board*
"What you think you see are millions of little filly soldiers each carrying a 40 ft tanks of death and a 5 meter nuke effortlessly on they're backs. Well all those 40 ft tanks of destruction and those 5 meter atomic bombs are all made of card board... there all made of layers of paper...PAPER! See?"
*Points to work sheets*
"Now who will show me the vertex of this semi quadratic equation?"
"WHO WILL FIRE THE FIRST SHOT?!"

[Thyrtien]

Leaning on his hoof with a dead stare, Frost raises his other hoof.
Uhhhh, Vick? Why do you call yourself "us" and "we?" Am I missing something?

[Vick McBread]

"WHO WILL"
*Vick looks over at Frost*
"Oh... that. Well We've expanded our mind so much that my subconscious is no longer trapped in the dark pits of our knowledge"
*Frost glares at Vick*
"We don't have voices in our head telling us what to do. However it does seem like We have two minds"
*Dr. McBread smiles*

[Vick McBread]

Hope as soon as she is in class takes a seat in the back row. For various reasons of course.

"OH, no you don't"
*Vick picks up the desk with his wings*
"you get to sit at my desk"
*Hope falls into Vick's Wheel-Chair*
"Ha ha ha"

[Thyrtien]

Huh, interesting... Frost squints at the paper that Vick holds up. Anyway, what exactly IS that?

[Haned tom.]

Hope glares at vick. Thinking (you might be the first one I pickpocket.)

[Zaner-Boy]

Zaner rushes into the room. "Sorry I'm late."

[Rumor]

Rumor Groan's,Haif-Asleep.''Can we get on with it already?''

[Teal Turken]

Nostro arrived in the teachers lounge. He hadn't had breakfast yet, so he went to the cupboards to find something.
Several other teachers were in there, but they were busy talking.
Nostro looked to the clock. His class would begin soon. He ate some store brand cereal and prepared his curriculum.

[Zaner-Boy]

((As soon as I posted, the roleplay died.))

[Rumor]

((It Happen's))

[Thyrtien]

((I'm sure it'll be back ))

[Zaner-Boy]

((This seems to happen every time I join a roleplay. I can count 4 others that did this as soon as I posted.))

[Vick McBread]

(MEAN WHILE! Back at Vicks Class)
"This, Frost is..."
*Looks over to Zaner*
"Oh that's quite all right"
*Vick Says with a smile*
"just sit anywhere, anywhere at all. As long as you're shooting down those pesky paper fighter jets of mathematics."
*Look over at Rumor*
"very well, my Good Man"
*turns to the entire class*
"anyway, this my splendid buckets of energy. Is the enemy known as Associative, Commutative, and Distributive... or more commonly known as Snipers, Radio Communicators and finally Assassins"
*then Vick wrote this on the board*
Assassins = Associative
Radio Communicators = Commutative
Distributive = Snipers

[Zaner-Boy]

Zaner took a random seat.

[Haned tom.]

Hope thinks (Vick is completely insane.)

[Rumor]

Rumor tried to keep Vick from seeing his Cap.

[Vick McBread]

*But Vick saw his Cap*
"oh don't worry about that. We'll be sure to start a petition about those brainless rules"
*stares into space, remembering*
"no flying, yeah right, like that's going to be a part of there life"
Vick says under his breath
*Vick looks at his hat again*
"We like that hat"