Dimentio smiled, "How about we duel as soon as you see the time as,
suitable, may the best bully win." He texted back, he smiled, ( he
saw a non RPer character)teen, Dimentio snapped his fingers, and
warped half of the kid's skin on his face into another dimension,
not harming the kid, but simply allowing a month of humiliation,
and marking him with the classic theater masklike face, that
Dimentio himself wears. The kid walked off, not feeling a thing.
Hanley
Hanley picked up a book about the history of Arandale, and turned
to the last chapter. "That's my dad. He was a loyal leader of the
Southern Iles, but unfourtunaltly one of my uncles took over after
my dad was put in punishment." Hanley said, pointing to a picture
of Hans.
Creek slowly turned his face to the book.
"Hans ey?" He just answered shortly while looking at Hanleys hair.
He'd thought it before, and the first time he saw her - She had
pretty hair, a fine face too. But well, about that personality.
Izzy smiled gently, the same smile her mother Belle had. "Please,
it isn't a problem! Just a small bump in a huge world." She grinned
and handed the female all of her things, taking her books from her
in return.
Dimentio chuckled, "I'll stick to giving out atomic wedgies, always
fun for me." He said walking towards his dormitory, "Every once in
a while, teleport half a face to Dimension D."
Hansley
"Um, yeah? My dad isn't the most "creative" with names, is he?"
Hansley admitted, wishing hse had a more unique name, instead of
just the girl name version of "Hans".
Creek smiled shortly.
"Hanley suits you." He nodded a little in agreement though. It
seemed like her father must've been really selfdistracted.
"What about your mother?"
Izzy turned her head to look at the male who approached the two of
them. He looked similar somehow... She gave him a big smile. "I am
new as well, it is nice to make your acquaintance! My name is
Izzy." The introduction was directed at both the female that bumped
into her, as well as the male.
Dimentio finally went back to his dorm, he yawned, and went to bed.
"Ahahaha... Today was good. At least, the majority." He said,
before falling asleep.
Izzy's smile immediately faltered as she instinctually took a step
back. Her mother had told her many stories about Gaston, and none
of them were good. She stared at Dylin with an uncomfortable and
forced smile. "Well... if you say so.. I suppose not everyone
follows in their parents footsteps.. Uhm, I need to go study for
now though so.."