[quote]For all other Tower High posts, you can find them linked on the [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/176176926/0/0]Overview Post[/url].[/quote] [b][i]-------------------- [0900 Hours] Start of detention. --------------------[/i][/b] [i]Sunny, Flint, Nightly, and Strike are all sitting at their desks in the library. Zavala is putting a paper and a pencil at each desk.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: For the duration of this time period, until 1500 hours, you are to write a 1001 word essay about "who you think you are". I expect the best reports I've ever read. You can find me across the hall in my office. Fooling around is not advised. Any questions? [i]Flint looks Zavala up and down.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: Yeah, I got a question. Does Shaxx know that you raid his wardrobe? [b]Zavala[/b]: Quiet down! You're in here for punishment, not so you can go slingin' wise cracks left and right... [i]Flint cracks a grin.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b] [i](exiting the library)[/i]: Get to work. [i]As soon as he leaves, they all sit back and relax. It was going to be a long day....[/i] [b][i]--------------------- [1000 Hours] Students are now bored. ---------------------[/i][/b] [b]Flint[/b]: ....so....You guys have any good jokes? [b]Strike[/b]: Your mom is so fat, she tripped on a banana peel and caused the Collapse. [i]Nightly and Sunny yell "ooooh" in the background.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: Oh yeah? Your mom is so fat, her Presence stops health regeneration. [b][i]--------------------- [1100 Hours] Students are now VERY bored. ---------------------[/i][/b] [i]Nightly throws a paper airplane at Flint, hitting him in the face.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: OP!!! [b]Nightly[/b]: Quit complaining. [b]Flint[/b]: Quit being OP. [b]Strike[/b]: Hey Nightly, check this out. Shortly after, a loud thunderous fart roars across the room. Shockwaves split outward and bolt around the room, zapping the other guardians and launching Nightly through the air. A minute later, Nightly lands on the other side of the library, sprawled in a pile of books. The Titan is laughing on the floor.[/i] [b][i]--------------------- [1200 Hours] Students are....talking....and stuff.... ---------------------[/i][/b] [b]Sunny[/b]: Are you guys in any clubs? [b]Nightly[/b]: Yup. Cheerleading. [b]Strike[/b]: Kickboxing. [b]Sunny[/b]: Nice, nice. I'm in the Alchemy club. It's the only place where I'm actually allowed to blow things up... [i]They all look over at Flint.[/i] [b]Sunny[/b]: How bout you? [b]Flint[/b]: I'm not into that stuff. It's all just a popularity contest... It's obvious that half of you "activities people" are jerks, anyways. [b]Strike[/b]: What's that supposed to mean? It's not like you know most of us that much. [b]Flint[/b]: Well, I don't know any Fallen either. But I'm not about to go join one of THEIR clubs. [b]Sunny[/b]: ....he's got a point there... [b]Flint[/b]: Word. [b][i]--------------------- [1300 Hours] It's time for some fun.... ---------------------[/i][/b] [b]Nightly[/b]: ....what now? [b]Sunny[/b] [i](to Flint)[/i]: Bet you can't hit that door stopper. [i]The all look over at the library exit. Stuck in the door is a small plastic piece wedged into the door.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: You're on. [i]Flint activates his golden gun, flames flowing from his body. The first shot he fires hits the doorstopper, bursting it into flames. The door swings shut with a loud boom. The students rush to their seats.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b] [i](bashing through the door)[/i]: Hey, what's going on in there?! [i]The students are all quiet.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: Alright, I've had enough of this. Who took out the doorstopper? [b]Sunny[/b]: A gobstopper? [b]Zavala[/b]: No. A DOOR stopper. [b]Sunny[/b]: I like gobstoppers more. [b]Zavala[/b]: I don't care what you like, this door needs to be open....Damnit... You. Strike. Get over here. Double time. [i]Strike walks over to Zavala.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: HEY, HOW COME STRIKE GETS TO GET UP? [b]Zavala[/b] [i](to Strike)[/i]: Move it a little to the left. [i]Strike starts pushing the nearby librarian's desk into the doorway to keep it open.[/i] [b]Flint[/b]: If SHE gets up, we'll ALL get up! It'll be ANARCHY! [i]Strike trips on a book and falls flat on her face. Flint shouts something about "footnotes" from across the room.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: Fine, just put it back... [i]Strike moves the desk back and returns to her seat.[/i] [i]Zavala approaches the students, letting out a heavy sigh.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: Alright look, who's hungry? [i]They all raise their hands.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: Okay, we'll head to the cafeteria then. Everyone get in a single-file line! If I hear a word out of any of you, I'll– [b]Flint[/b]: Excuse me, Zavala? Sir? [i]Zavala turns his gaze to Flint.[/i] [b]Zavala[/b]: What now, Flint? [b]Flint[/b]: Will milk be made available to us? [b][i]--------------------- [1400 Hours] Students are back in the library after lunch.... ---------------------[/i][/b] [b]Nightly[/b]: ....what did you guys do to get in here anyways? [b]Sunny[/b]: .... I burned the storage room. Also set a girl's hair on fire in the process.... [b]Flint[/b]: Is that the one who looks like Zavala? [b]Sunny[/b]: Yeah. [b]Flint[/b]: Damn...... I used a girl's notebook for target practice.... [b]Strike[/b]: Well that doesn't sound so bad... [b]Flint[/b]: She failed her science test though. All because I destroyed her notes.... I actually like her, too. I just wanted to get her to talk to me...Ended up getting detention instead... [b]Strike[/b]: ....I punched a kid... Gave him a bloody nose.... [b]Nightly[/b]: ....was he hurt bad? [b]Strike[/b]: Not really... But the embarrassment he must've felt... I can't even imagine it... All because I was looking for attention? I shouldn't have done it.... [b][i]--------------------- [1500 Hours] Detention is over. The students have already left when Zavala comes back. ---------------------[/i][/b] [i]Zavala strolls around the library, picking up books and chairs. Eventually, he comes across a paper on Sunny's desk. It was the essay. The students' names were all signed on the top. Zavala begins to read...[/i] [quote]Dear Mr. Zavala, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. What did we do that was so wrong? I have absolutely no idea. But, we think you're crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the scrubbiest terms, in the smallest quantities of shits given. And so does everyone else. What matters is how WE see ourselves. What we found out is that each one of us is: A pyro . . . And a cheerleader . . . A fat pony . . . And a lactose intolerant Gunslinger. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Brunch Club [/quote]