((Got stuck in horrific traffic, great apologies to everyone.))
Games:
@Lydia :
@TACarbuncle :
@Chaos_Knight :
The coach stopped, facepalming. "Uh... great, I forgot to leave a note on the club's door. Jamie, is it? Take this paper and tape to the door, We'll be at the gym." He added, already walking down the hallway. Leaving Jamie holding the paper, which said. "At Gymnasium, Games club members go there."
"Oh... well, okay." She murmured quietly. "Don't wait for me guys, I'll be back soon." She said with a pep in her step, as she went back to room 101. The students that were there, hurried to the coach. Who soon entered the gym, the students followed.
Once inside the gym, the coach was already standing on a pedestal, similar to the Rainmaker types. But it was huge, he gestured for the other students to climb up. "This, I spent all day on this." He said, showing a very drastically changed gym, it had a Port Mackerel type layout, except it had four sprinklers where the bumps on each side were. "I believe you will all have great fun on this. Down there on that table, should be a crate. Filled to the brim with school grade splat weapons, sports grade. Not actual weapons, mind you. I wasn't able to bring Dynamos, Splatlings and E-Liters, those are banned from School." He explained proudly, looking at each student. If one looked closely, you could almost the tick of a smile.
"Coach Forge! The sign's up -Whoa... What is this!" She exclaimed, amazed at the arena. "I'm not gonna explain it again, there are weapons down there." He pointed to the table again. Shutting her down, but she was still amazed.
Arts:
@Tomatomodest :
@ThatSquidYouKnow :
@ChibiDubtalia :
@Plutoniumcube : ((Poking
@Zythefox you there?))
The Greenling shrugging off Parzival's sass, instead backtalked Matthew. "We've been standing here for half an hour because! You four haven't even said what you're good at!" Cody yelled at Matthew. "NOW GO AND TELL ME!"
"He does have a good point." A meek voice popped in. "There's a selection of instruments over there, drums, cello, violin, you name it! There's the drama section over there. Run by Mr. Yoyka, he's an eccentric one. I think if anyone of you go there, you'll like him." Anna added, pointing to the stage, then to a collection of instruments. We do have a plan for you guys, but we're going to have to wait until I learn what you're good at."
Mr. Yoyka, waved to the students and smiled. He was an older shrimp, his whiskers were graying, and he dressed in some weird 'unfresh' fashion.