UN: hisburlyness

[talkstoposters]

[When the camera starts rolling, it looks like things are being filmed from one of the teacher's lounges. At least, from what little of the background you can make out. Most of it seems to be blocked off by some kind of tall, dragon-like figure from the bits and pieces one can make out. Seems like the camera crew is pretty incompetent. After a few tries and some yelling from the one being recorded, things finally can begin.]

Morons! I knew I shouldn't have given latiku the day off!

Uh, boss? The camera's rolling.

Is it? About time! Took you chumps long enough.

[The big brute coughs loudly and clears his throat.]

Noticed a lot of you punks have no idea who I am! The nerve! I get an invitation here and when I finally show up, nobody's even heard of the awesomest king around? Seriously? That hurts a LOT.

[He probably did not receive an inviation here.]

But nothin' I can't handle. I'm thick-shelled, after all. So listen up! The name's Bowser! King of Koopas and ruler of all things awesome! Heard you needed a hand with some Nightball thing or whatever and I'm here to lend a hand. Gonna whip you all into shape with gym and teach you to throw an actual punch, instead whatever noddle smacks you've been doing before. Seriously, can't get over how many skinny nerds there are. First lesson in my phys ed class should be shoving you into lockers and making you find a way out. Guess dodge-ball will be the next best thing!

[Towards the later half of the message, the camera starts to become a lot less steady. By the end whoever's holding actually let it drop. The feed is still recording, though on its side and zoomed in. Bowser roars and stomps forward.]

IDIOTS!

[A stream of fire can be seen extending off from the area Bowser was standing before the recording finally cuts off.]

Comments

[deuteranope]

[you come crashing into his post, he comes crashing into yours.]

As one of those skinny little nerds, [with tattoos and piercings and an inability to go five minutes without cursing] I personally would like to see you fucking try catching me and getting me in a locker.

[yokeye]

Hey, what's your locker and/or dodge-ball policy on skinny kids who are not nerds!? Might I suggest it be something along the lines of complete exemption from all gym classes~!?

UN: STEADFASTSTANCE

[betheman]

[The bear is DISPLEASED...but the word 'Should' is magic and keeps him from grumbling about lockers.]

It is known as, 'Nightfall'.

Beyond this, is dodge-ball truly so effective, as a form of combat instruction..? [The english is...slow. Definitely makes sense. But he takes his time. It's not his first language, sadly.]

[unpocoloco]

Hey now, skinny doesn't mean I can't play. You ever done any fútbol?

[He asks of a growling dragon turtle man. Whilst being a man with a cane. This was well thought out.]

un: black

[marmoron]

[Oh well this sure is precious. Keith's mostly done laughing by the time he replies to this, but there's still a bit of amusement ooking through.]

Sounds like you're having a good time.

[thedevilwearsgucci]

Pleasure to meet you. No. Really.

[ She takes a sip of coffee from a very tiny cup. ]

I only hope you keep those baptisms-by-fire within the metaphorical sense, when it comes to the students. Some of them can be quite flammable.