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Post by ando rie on Jun 22, 2012 22:27:56 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]V E N U S[/classy] [style=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I’m right here so why are you hesitating? I know how a girl’s heart works. I'm cheering for you so why are you nervous? Now, who are we? You, for you, I’m your Venus, the hottest – just trust me, ok?[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/1r3yM.png); width: 10px; height: 30px;] | [atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][style=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]By the first few seconds of the bell signalling the end of classes, most students were already ecstatic, leaping out of their chairs and rushing to the door in a mass of schoolbags and excited chatter. Rie wasn’t as rushed in her exit, knowing she had a long newspaper club meeting to oversee later that afternoon. She loved being the head of the school newspaper, undoubtedly, but she preferred some parts – mostly ordering people around – over others, and the drawn out discussions that often took up the majority of these meetings weren’t necessarily what someone as opinionated and stubborn as the president liked to attend.
She had some free time before it began, a bit of a break, but nowhere near enough time to actually go out anywhere. So she took her time in gathering her books, remaining the last one in the room and giving the aisles between desks a quick glance over – as class rep she was responsible for those sorts of things. Rie took her duties seriously, loving nothing more than to prove herself more than the ditzy girl some people assumed her to be.
Her pace was leisurely as she made her way up the blackboard to erase the characters left behind from the lesson. But as it happened, the teacher was a good deal taller than the five foot two inch second year – as were most people. With a sigh, she scowled up at the characters out of her reach as if they could be lowered by her gaze. Rie bit her lip, stretching up on her toes in hopes of avoiding the effort of having to drag a chair up to the front of the room, managing to erase about half of the lowest set of characters. It was fairly evident she wasn’t going to reach any higher any time soon, but she seemed set on doing so anyways.
[/style][style=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]TAKUYA! • 315 • SHORT PEOPLE PROBLEMS[/style] |
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Post by INOUE TAKUYA on Jun 22, 2012 23:43:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; background: #f1f1f1; padding: 3px][STYLE=text-shadow: 1px 1px white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: -3px; border-left: 10px solid #ee8b7a; margin-left: 10px]summer dreams ripped at the seams[/style][STYLE=background: #f6f6f6; color: #7C7C7B; font-size: 10px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]Yawning and stretching, the pink-haired boy slowly pushed back from his desk and rose, slinging his schoolbag over his shoulder and ambling out after the wild crowd. It was a mystery around the school how Takuya kept up his grades (many suspected cheating), and for that matter, how he even came about his student council position was an even bigger mystery.
The hall was all but deserted as he entered it. Raising an eyebrow at just how quickly people could move, he muttered, "Impressive," and began to wander off, lazily peeking into the classrooms for someone he could bother before going home.
A cheshire smile curved on his face as he spotted her. Perfect.
Softly sliding the door open, he entered, watching with amusement as Rie-chan tried to clean the board, struggling to meet the text which, he assumed, the teacher had written.
Takuya approached silently, waiting until he was as close to the girl as he could get without alerting her to his presence, and slouching in an alley-cat, nonchalant way, his hands in his pockets, he spoke.
"Ah ah ah, Ri-pyon, we wouldn't want you over-reaching yourself and getting hurt, now would we? Let big brother Takuya help you out." [/style][STYLE=background: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; color: #f1f1f1]but oh, those summer nights[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #E14F5A; padding: 10px][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #DF5E5D][/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]#idk[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]ri-pyon[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]sun @ btn[/style] |
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Post by ando rie on Jun 23, 2012 0:58:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]V E N U S[/classy] [style=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I’m right here so why are you hesitating? I know how a girl’s heart works. I'm cheering for you so why are you nervous? Now, who are we? You, for you, I’m your Venus, the hottest – just trust me, ok?[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/1r3yM.png); width: 10px; height: 30px;] | [atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][style=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]Rie hadn’t heard anyone approaching, the sudden voice that spoke up startling her. She whirled around, a brash retort nearly slipping off her tongue until she saw who it was that had spoken – the last person she had expected it to be. She managed to correct herself before anything rude got past her lips, though her tone was laced with surprise. “Senpai,” Rie wasn’t sure what the student council president was doing in a second year classroom, especially when it should have been empty and classes were over; but she couldn’t say she really minded. She glanced over towards the door that opened to the empty hallways – they were alone, and her heart fluttered slightly at the thought. Rie wasn’t even sure what it was about the student council president, but he was strangely… charming. Actually, nobody really seemed to understand his charm, because nobody really knew how he’d gotten to be president, but one way or another he had gotten elected and kept his position.
She was quick to regain her composure, crossing her arms across her chest as she looked Takuya over with narrowed eyes. What was he doing here? Was he here to tease her? Rie liked to think things were all about her, so that’s what she decided to assume. He was doing a pretty good job with it already, considering how much Rie hated being seen as incapable. Though of course, not reaching the top of the blackboard was hardly anything serious - she didn’t plan to draw out the issue. With a slight shake of her head and a small sigh, she admitted defeat and held out the blackboard eraser. “Such a kind and humble offer, senpai.” She said in a tone sweet and lightly teasing.
[/style][style=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]TAKUYA! • 292 • DOKI DOKI[/style] |
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Post by INOUE TAKUYA on Jun 23, 2012 12:39:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; background: #f1f1f1; padding: 3px][STYLE=text-shadow: 1px 1px white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: -3px; border-left: 10px solid #ee8b7a; margin-left: 10px]summer dreams ripped at the seams[/style][STYLE=background: #f6f6f6; color: #7C7C7B; font-size: 10px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]At the uttered title, he made a small, cooing noise of approval. He loved being called senpai. "In the flesh, no less," he announced, smiling at the smaller girl. He took another step closer, towering over Rie.
Grinning smugly, he took the eraser between his long, slender fingers, and raised it up to his eye-level, cleaning off the marks that she could not reach with ease, using a measure of care uncommon for someone as lazy as him, humming the tune to an old song.
Satisfied with the cleanliness of the board, he presented the eraser back to Rie, smiling as always. "Now, Ri-chan, about my reward..." he said, smirking. Of course, he was sure she wouldn't actually grant him such a request, but it was worth a try, wasn't it?
"A kiss, if you will?" he said, putting his hands on the board on either side of the younger girl. It wasn't everyday you had a chance to steal a kiss from a younger girl-- the first years and some of the second years were still under the delusion of finding a perfect prince, the one, when there was a perfectly good and willing, handsome young man just waiting for them to swoon... and pile up at his feet. [/style][STYLE=background: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; color: #f1f1f1]but oh, those summer nights[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #E14F5A; padding: 10px][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #DF5E5D][/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]#idk[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]ri-pyon[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]sun @ btn[/style] |
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Post by ando rie on Jun 23, 2012 13:55:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, height: 300px; width: 100px; padding: 10px; background-color: #f2f2f2;][classy=harhar][/classy][classy=texty]V E N U S[/classy] [style=color: #777; width: 100px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px;]I’m right here so why are you hesitating? I know how a girl’s heart works. I'm cheering for you so why are you nervous? Now, who are we? You, for you, I’m your Venus, the hottest – just trust me, ok?[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/1r3yM.png); width: 10px; height: 30px;] | [atrb=style, width: 340px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/OMrnW.png); height: 300px; padding: 10px;][style=background-color: #fff; width: 320px; padding: 7px; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; line-height: 12px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; height: 240px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #494949;]He was evidently pleased at her use of honourifics, and Rie couldn’t help but wonder how he might have reacted has she said what she had originally intended. In all likelyhood, he would have probably laughed it off – an ego as big as his (or Rie’s for that matter) wasn’t easily dented.
She watched with a bit of a frown as he cleaned off what she hadn’t been able to reach, realizing with a hint of amusement that this was the most effort she’d ever seen him put into anything. “Thanks,” She mumbled with a small bow as he returned the eraser.
Raising an eyebrow, she smiled slightly as she took back the eraser, turning to return it to the ledge beneath the board. Of course, he’d expect a reward, not the type to do things out of the kindness of his own heart. Rie turned back to face him, and was instantly caught off guard by how close he was.
Blinking, she looked up at the third year, trying not to give him the satisfaction of looking as flustered as she felt. His request seemed more like a challenge –and Rie wasn’t sure whether he was actually cocky enough to expect her to fulfill it. But she wasn’t one to miss an opportunity like this.
She had to raise herself on her toes slightly to reach, giving Takuya a light peck on the cheek, an innocent sort of kiss. Rie leaned back with a smile and a slight blush, tilting her head in anticipation of his reaction. [/style][style=float: right; margin-right: 20px; margin-top: -1px; background-color: #fff; -webkit-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; -moz-border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; border-radius: 0 0 5px 5px; height: 10px; padding: 3px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; color: #494949; text-align: left; font-size: 9px; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc; -moz-box-shadow: 3px 3px 4px #ccc; box-shadow: 2px 2px 3px #ccc;]TAKUYA! • 258 • DOKI DOKI[/style] |
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Post by INOUE TAKUYA on Jun 24, 2012 14:44:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; background: #f1f1f1; padding: 3px][STYLE=text-shadow: 1px 1px white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: -3px; border-left: 10px solid #ee8b7a; margin-left: 10px]summer dreams ripped at the seams[/style][STYLE=background: #f6f6f6; color: #7C7C7B; font-size: 10px; margin: 10px 0px 10px 10px; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify]The light brush of her lips against his cheek earned a pout from the upperclassman, and frowning at his younger companion, he protested, "Ehhh? So cheap, Ri-chan! You wound me," with that said he clasped his hands over his heart, as if the girl had inflicted a grievous wound for a few moments, before his short attention span grew tired of such theatrics and he dropped his hands, merely frowning.
"Hmph," he muttered, "if this is how you repay me for a task as daunting as wiping the board, maybe I should ply my trade elsewhere," he grumbled, taking a step back from Rie and folding his arms stubbornly.
Without waiting for her reply, he began to babble again, saying, "Anyway, why are you still here?" as he quickly forgot his grievances against his underclassman. "School ended..." he paused, checking the sleek watch on his wrist, "...five minutes ago."
Which wasn't very long ago at all, but with the speed that everyone had abandoned the building, it wasn't like it was unreasonable. When you wanted to go home, you really wanted to go home, you know. [/style][STYLE=background: #DF5E5D; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 1px; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; color: #f1f1f1]but oh, those summer nights[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: #E14F5A; padding: 10px][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; padding: 5px; border: 5px solid #DF5E5D][/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]#idk[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]ri-pyon[/style][STYLE=background: #EE8B7A; border-bottom: 5px solid #DF5E5D; text-align: center; color: #f1f1f1; font-size: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; width: 80px]sun @ btn[/style] |
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