Your mom mumbles around on the right (wrong) side of the road for a bit, trying to find a place to drop you off. She eventually settles for parking backwards in a timed lot just long enough to let you out, and then does a U-turn while almost running over a pedestrian.
[1] Coming in at just this moment is the bus! It almost hits your mom's car, but the driver swerves into the wrong lane.
A pair of schoolgirls talk to each other behind you:
"Whose fault was that?"
"I think it was the bus driver, it looked like he wasn't paying attention."
Look in the spoiler below >>
You'll have to decide which ones. I PM'ed you. It will be retroactive.
Lunch Box:
GPA : 3.8
Class: 10th
Club : TBD
[5] You kick George. Squarely. He doubles over, spilling his pack of cigarrettes onto the pavement just as the bus shows up.
The bus leaves without him. When you get to school, though, you find that there's been a bit of an accident. (Read the roll below this one)
Lunch Box:
GPA : 3.7
Class: 11th
Club : TBD
[5] You check your fridge. There are stacks of Bento prepared by your mom, coupled with a friendly note. You take one.
You arrive at school via the train, only to find police cars and officers standing next to a bus stopped on the wrong lane. There's another car stopped in the left lane up further ahead with a policecar behind it, but it doesn't look damaged.
Lunch Box:
Bento (Contains rice decorated to look like footballs)
GPA : 3.3
Class: 10th
Club : TBD
As you walk past an American burger joint near the school you hear a familiar sound. Police cars? It's coming from the direction of the school.
Lunch Box:
GPA : 3.7
Class: 11th
Club : TBD
"Hey, settle down over there," says the bus driver, focused on the road.
[1] You reach for Beasly's homework, but you grab his lunchbox instead. [He rolls: 2] He plucks his lunchbox out of your grip and tries to smack you with it, but misses, causing it to open. It's empty.
[3] You respond by punching him in the throat, although it doesn't really harm him much and your punch didn't really come out right, so you end up sort of grabbing his neck with both hands. [He rolls: 6] He grabs both of your hands and tries to force you against the wall, but then the bus driver shouts...
See roll below >>
CHECK PM PLEASE
Lunch Box:
[2] You didn't bring one
GPA : 4.1
Class: 10th
Club : TBD
"HEY!," the bus driver shouts, looking to see what's happening. Then you hear brakes screeching. Everyone is thrown forward.
[5] You reach out your arm and brace yourself against the seat in front of you. No problemo, [1] but you lose your grip on the goth girl with your other arm and she goes for the kill.
[She rolls: 3] The groin is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Even a badly placed kick can... well...
Backpack:
Tunnel maps
Parachute Cord
Crowbar
Bottled Water
Nail bat (+1 to melee, +3 Suspicion) (Slightly too big for the bag: +1 Suspicion while bagged)
Lunch Box:
Beasly is visibly in pain.
Beasley "The Beast" Allen (inaluct)
GPA : 2.0
Class: 10th
Club : TBD (Fight Club is not a school-sanctioned club)
[1] Standing up, you look for ways to get out of the bus. The windshield will do. Your backpack absorbs most of the impact, but the glass shatters and you fly out onto the pavement.
You hear voices swirling around you: "Somebody call an ambulance!" "I know CPR!" "He looks like he's still moving..."
Your school uniform is torn up and your arms/face/legs are bloody.
[5] Fortunately for your skull, you had a sip of PhD Flopper this morning. It will last until lunch today.
Lunch Box:
PhD Flopper (Removes fall damage for the day)
Steamed Rice
Fried Rice
Rice
GPA : 3.5
Class: 10th
Club : TBD
Oh God... this is happening.
[2] When the bus stops you fly forward and hit the bench in front of you. You're unharmed, but our backpack slides under the seats a few rows forward.
Another poor sap was standing (weak grip apparently) when the bus stopped. He flew out the windshield.
You have your airsoft gun with you plus your airsofting supplies. [6] You figured you should store some of your supplies in your backback.
Lunch Box:
GPA : 3.4
Class: 11th
Club : TBD
You're sitting front row when the bus stops suddenly. [4] Fortunately, you were wearing a seatbelt. A backpack slides up under the seats and stops on the glass partition in front of you. It's within arm's reach.
The police are soon here to investigate the sudden braking maneuver.
You notice a glint of something shiny peeking out of the backpack.
Lunch Box:
You don't need to eat
GPA : 3.7
Class: 10th
Club : TBD
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