Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20140725010650/@comment-26388029-20140731205805

Roger was not having a good day. Flunking a recent test that Oobleck had sprung on them, as usual, he had recklessly challenged Annie to an arm wrestling contest. He then found out the hard way that her arm strength was beyond average, and in the process flung his whole lunch onto another boy's head. Combined with the facts that he had nearly been tardy to his first class and slept through most of second, he was barely holding it together.

But the cake in his face was the last straw. With a manic yell, Roger threw a tomato at the red-head, but hit the purple-haired girl instead.

Yara, meanwhile, grabbed a pepper shaker, looked at it for a moment, then threw it at the guys that strangely had their tables set up in a fort-like fashion. The container shattered into several pieces of glass, scattering a blinding cloud of pepper dust.

As for the other two, Annie and Grayson quickly got out of the way of the soon-to-be food fight. As he swiftly walked away, Grayson had a thought.

Goodwitch is not going to be happy about this...