Scott Pilgrim (
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rakuen2011-01-18 01:50 pm
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A bored Scott is never a good sign...
Characters: Scott Pilgrim and you...?!
Format: Prose or action, I'm fine with both.
This log is: open to all. Yes, even you.
Location: The courtyard.
Summary: After a full morning of poking around some of the buildings, Scott's chillaxing in the courtyard. And he's hoping for awesome things. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
Warnings: Scott is always an idiot, no matter where or when he is. So yeah.
It'd been a little while since Scott had decided he wanted to know more about the random school of fighting he'd somehow gotten stuck in, and had somehow lost memories for. Sounded like some form of fantasy or something -- but Scott didn't care. He'd just have to wait to become an awesome Player, and then beat everybody up, right? Have I mentioned that Scott does not get how the school works, mostly? I think I should.
Anyhow, with a slight sigh, Scott plopped down on one of the courtyard benches. All this thinking and looking into classes he wasn't going to and wasting time on the computers was tiring/slightly boring. "Man... hope something awesome happens here soon, " Scott said to himself, smiling as he thought about what could happen. He could get into a fight, or win a competition. Or, y'know, stop wasting time and worry about his lost memories. Or not.
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Reiko was wandering through the courtyard looking for something to do or someone to talk to. Somehow she hadn't talked to Sora or the other girls from back home much lately; they might not have had as much reason to cling together here, where everyone seemed to be friendly, but they should get together later. She considered putting up a message on the schoolwide network suggesting something.
She noticed Scott sitting on a bench and heard him sigh to himself, and glanced over. "Something awesome?"
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With a small smile, he looked out to the courtyard. Maybe this person knew more about here.
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"Well, there's class," she replied. But, looking him over, he did seem a bit too old for high school. "Or the computer lab, if you have a Player."
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This guy seemed a bit clueless. That was good. A clueless guy was less likely to be like... well, what she was used to.
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...Scott. That's piracy. No school lets you pirate music. No, not even magical kidnapping schools.
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