The Watchmen Academy (rp)

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by -Ali-Touched_By_Weeping_Angels, Jul 10, 2015.

  1. Students:
    Dear student,
    Please be at the following address at 0900 hours with your supplies for the year as you will not be leaving the school for a vacation due to workshops throughout holidays. The coach will be leaving promptly at 0910 with Jacob driving and greeting you to the school.

    Be ready and prepared...

    Your principal,
    Cameron Taylor


    That note is the reason you are currently in a seemingly random car park with a coach parked with the luggage bay doors open.

    A man, presumably Jacob from the note, stands by the open door of the coach in a black suit and a pair of sunglasses resting on the top of his head. Within the grasp of his right hand is a clipboard and in the left is a pen, or is it?


    Teacher:
    Be ready with your supplies for the year at the following address and look for the field. It will make more sense when you get there for 0900.

    The Darkness,
    Cameron Taylor

    P.S. I hope you don't mind heights.


    The field is a typical grassland, green grass kept short dotted with buttercups, daisies and dandelions.

    A section has clearly been pushed away from a source of wind. This source just happens to be the helicopter stood in the epicentre of the flattened grass. Two people stand outside the helicopter, bright pink hair stands out against the stark black of the helicopter and hair and jacket of the person stood beside them as the pair chat quietly.


    Evil people:
    Lurk in the shadows for a bit, I'll call you out in pm...

    Are you ready for The Watchman Academy, or in the spy world, The Spy Academy?

    Kyle watches the other students over his twin's shoulder as she leans her back against the window of the coach, her legs propped up on the back seats they occupy. Olivia glances behind her momentarily before resuming the game on her phone.

    Daisy sits not too far from the front of the coach in the eyesight of Jacob as he waits for others to step forward.

    "What do you think about this?" Cameron asks quietly.

    "I've got a good gut feeling; this year is going to be a good one," Lauryn replies confidently.
     
  2. Spade walked up to the holicopter landing, a small bag on his back. "Hmm." He said as he walked up to the two people there without saying a word.

    Dom had arrived earlier at the academy and was rummaging through his stuff. " where it go?" He yelled.
     
  3. Evan looks at the coach with unsurety thinking twice to run.

    Mina: "Oh come on buddy... Start moving!" Mina pushes Evan onto the coach followed by Kaliya.
     
  4. Lauryn looks round at Spade first. "Love heights, hate heights or impartial?" She questions. Cameron rolls his eyes, standing up straight instead of leaning on the helicopter.

    Jacob rolls his eyes, ticking them off the list with the pen.

    Kyle and Olivia glance to the front of the coach watching the people who had just come on.
     
  5. Spade shrugged. "None of the above." He answered calm.
     
  6. Kaliya looks at Spade from behind him. "Excuse me... can you please move to the side a bit?"

    Mina took a seat closer to the door.

    Evan noticed Olivia and Kyle and immediately averted his eyes before sitting.
     
  7. (You know Spade is with the teachers not the students? XD)
     
  8. (Spade is at the field with Cameron and Lauryn, not on the coach)

    Lauryn raises an eyebrow while Cameron chuckles. "I'm Cameron," Cameron states, offering a hand out for Spade to shake.

    Kyle and Olivia look at each other with a mirrored expression of raised eyebrows.

    "Don't intimidate the others you two. Your brother has already said about you two," Jacob yells down the coach at the twins.

    "We're just sat here J, get over it," Kyle replies.
     
  9. (Poorly played. My bad lolz)

    Kaliya takes a seat next to Evan who jumps back.

    Mina notices it and turns her head to him.
     
  10. Spade looked at him with a smirk. "So are with gonna talk about the deal you sent me this letter." He tossed it over to him. "Or are we just gonna be all friendly now." He really hated using that kind of attitude but he didn't have any other choice.
     
  11. Richard silently steps into the helicopter, and takes a seat farthest from anyone else.
     
  12. (Students in the Coach Zach)

    Evan got up and almost bumped into Richard but made it into a different seat.
     
  13. Richard silently steps into the helicopter, taking a seat furthest away from everyone.
     
  14. Lauryn bit her lip, glancing at Cameron who just took the letter calmly. Cameron looks back up at Spade, "I've heard things and we need someone like you passing on what you know to the students. Free accommodation and complete access of the grounds. What weren't you impressed with in the deal? I already stated the fee we are paying you each month," Cameron replies smoothly.

    Kyle sighs, sinking into his seat, bringing his legs up like his twin's. "Li?" He whispers.

    "What?" Olivia replies, not looking up from her phone.

    "Who's going to drag Dais on the bus?"

    Olivia smirks before dropping her phone and scrambling over the chair in front of her to run to the front of the coach.

    "I never said when!" Kyle calls after his sister. He follows her down the coach, trying to catch up.
     
  15. (Students are on the coach Zach)
     
  16. Spade nodded. "But isn't it a little too big of a deal?" He was suspicious toward them. "But whatever." He shrugged before heading to the helicopter.
     
  17. Richard silently gets in the helicopter and sits the furthest from everyone else.
     
  18. Cameron raises an eyebrow, "too big? How was it..?" He trails off glancing at Lauryn who shrugs.

    Olivia laughs, rolling a cylinder back at Kyle who steps on it and faceplants the floor as she runs down the stairs of the coach.

    "Got to love my twin," Kyle grumbles.
     
  19. (Zach Couch - students, Helicopter- Teachers.)

    Spade sat there watching the two of them. " hmmm." He said to himself.