hooley dooley...

Good lord those halls were ( deadly ). Suigetsu couldn’t even tell how many times he nearly face-planted into a wall because some random jerk ran through the halls. Or his favorite, the random couple stopping in the middle of the hallway just to make-out before ( departing ).

Scratching the top of his head in his frustration, his bag was flung into the seat next to some guy he didn’t even know. If the Hozuki wasn’t so flustered with just getting here he wouldn’t of haphazardly startled someone by throwing his bag next to them. He didn’t mean to, but he didn’t seem all collected in the moment.

Pulling out said chair he hurriedly took out his textbook, hung the bag on the back of his chair, && tapped his pencil on the table.  ❛ Thought I was going to be late because of the goddamn people crowding the halls. Is it always this crazy ‘round here? ❜

|| @burntmayhem ||

crowds never bugged jamie. he wasn’t particularly a people person (he was a little too far off his rocker for that) but he wasn’t one to get overwhelmed easily. in fact, in most situations, he was the one causing overwhelm to others. he practically stormed and crashed his way through the halls, throwing glares at people to get the hell out of his way because he definitely was late to class (as always).

it was harmless, really. he knew the best tactic for getting people to move is to just shoot a glare at them. and he had a scary demeanor, with his wild tousled hair, and his tall stature. that’s how he always managed to get to class on time, lounging about in a seat as he idly checked his phone, debating if he should just ditch instead. then he heard someone plop their stuff down in the seat next to his. 

starter for @cass-and-owl​

there were many things that jamie loved to do, but hardly any of them were ever very smart, or done on a good conscious. he was a natural troublemaker and havoc-wreaker, and he usually proved this with all sorts of explosions and fireworks he loved messing with. but his mischief didn’t extend to just explosions. he liked messing with people, too.

right now, he had the perfect prank planned. it was practically fool-proof. well, or so he thought. he was situated outside, near a sidewalk that people usually ran or walked on. there weren’t many people around at the moment, which provided him the time to set up his little prank.

well, it wasn’t really that much of a prank. it was really just an opportunity to mess with people. he had a pretty good sized stack of water balloons with him as he hid in the bushes, waiting for a victim to pass. the plan was, a fishing line tied between two trees that stretched above the sidewalk would trip the victim, then he would pop out, throw water balloons (some of which were unfortunately filled with rotten milk) and then run out of there. it was the perfect plan!

starter for @thezensparrow

jamie was major idiot.

not only that, but he was a major idiot in more ways than one. he was impulsive, with a love for all things dangerous and reckless, so naturally he tended to get himself in more trouble than was probably healthy. it was no wonder he lost his arm in high school, and it was probably another stunt like that could cost him his other. but he didn’t worry about stuff like that. he was fine with a nub of an arm for now.

and for now, he was definitely fine with getting hurt all the goddamn time. the stunts he pulled usually got him a substantial amount of injuries that usually called for a visit to the infirmary afterwards. especially in this case, where he was currently getting band aids and ice packs for all his scratches and bumps (because it honestly seems like that’s all infirmaries at schools can really do) while he just wouldn’t shut up about what happened.

“so there i was, rollin’ down tha hill in that tire. i had the time of my life. i don’t even think i broke anythin’ this time! sure, it might’ve crashed into that buildin’, and i may have possibly broken me leg, but ya gotta try it sometime, it was crazy.”

and on and on he went, rambling to the poor miserable nurse, until he noticed another patient was in there with him. the nurse left to probably find someone else to deal with him, but he didn’t care. his short attention span was now focused on the man that had been staring at him --- or really, his arm (well, lack thereof). but something shiny soon caught his eye, and he realized why the other was staring.

starter for @chu2byovampire

it was late, and jamie was itching to do something fun. no matter the time, he was always looking to cause some trouble. besides, it was harder for him to get caught when it was so late. the damage would be done and by morning, no one would have known it was him. but at the moment, he was at a loss as to what to do. whatever it was, it had to be crazy.

however, he soon remembered how he had been absolutely itching to create an explosion, one that definitely had to be done in a location where it wouldn’t cause too much of a scene. at that thought, an idea popped into his head. he knew there was a junkyard not too far from campus, and there’d probably be plenty of things to blow up there. but he couldn’t do it alone...

well, he could, but it would be no fun. so he set out on campus, trying to find his pal ritsu. he knew the other was always down for some mayhem, and was usually up at ungodly hours. and soon, he did find him, practicing some dance r whatever. jamie walked up, a wild look in his eyes with a suspicious bag filled with mystery items slung over his shoulder.

starter for @aesthetenemophilist

jamie was bored as hell.

for someone who really didn’t think about things a lot, he found himself at a loss for something to do, desperately not wanting to actually resort to thinking to actually occupy his braid. right now, he was laying on a bench somewhere on campus, ready to just take a nap right then and there in order to pass the time.

sure, he could maybe do something important, like classwork, but he ultimately decided he just didn’t have the energy for something like that. the same went for any reckless behavior he might indulge in, too. he was starting to sort of enjoy just chilling on this random bench, until something very...strange smelling caught his attention.

for a second, he was gonna curse a nearby skunk, before realizing that smell was definitely not skunk, and something else entirely. someone was straight up blazing it in the outdoors, and jamie fucking loved it. he quickly got up, eager to find the source of the smell so he could get in on the action. smoking would surely cure his boredom.

following the scent led him to the bleachers on the football field, abandoned while football was out of season. well, almost abandoned. jamie knew to check behind the bleachers, catching sight of a man thoroughly enjoying himself with the weed he was smoking however he liked to smoke it.

starter for @redeyedninja

jamie was, unfortunately bored. and not a good bored, that starts up some mayhem elsewhere. a bored that can’t be satisfied even by that. he considers touching some schoolwork, and the idea isn’t that half bad. he had to visit the engineering labs anyways and the visit might be worthwhile.

so there he was, casually strolling into the engineering labs, sipping on a mountain dew as he tried to figure out what exactly he wanted to do. he did bring his schoolwork with him, in a backpack slung lazily on his shoulders, but at this point he was wanting to just go home and take a nap, or eat a burger. but then something caught his eye.

it was a man working on something. jamie moved closer, realizing just what it was. it looked like some prosthetic arm, the fancy kind that cost thousand of dollars, but were worth the pay. he didn’t have that money, nor did he care too much about only having one arm, but the sight still intrigued him. he approached the man, peering curiously at the prosthetic.

starter for @sweet-prince-type

jamie was a reckless type. that much was obvious. he wasn’t happy unless he was causing some sort of mayhem or mischief, pulling pranks or just being a menace to society in general. of course, with all that reckless behavior, even he needed a break from time to time. had he kept it up all the time, who knows what sort of trouble he would get in.

so in order to cool down, jamie loved to get bubble tea, among other things. even he had responsibilities, so when he grabbed his favorite drink, he could usually calm down and focus on whatever he had to study on. he absolutely loathed studying, but for some topics, he could manage, especially if they interested him enough to keep him engaged.

for now, though, he just was really craving some bubble tea, so he stopped by his favorite place and got some, now outside on campus enjoying the weather, lounging about on some bench as he drank his drink and occasionally checked his phone. this, however, was interrupted when he noticed someone staring at him. he frowned, turned to the man sitting on the bench with him, and raised an eyebrow.

starter for @golden-lionheart

jamison fawkes was known as the local bad boy.

sike, he was known as that freak who never took a shower and occasionally pissed people off. he was, in every sense, the worst. typically, people would avoid him. there was an air about him that was a little...unstable. he always had some sort of far-off look in his eyes, and his lack of an arm always proved to add a bit of mystery to him.

with all of these qualities in mind, he definitely proved to be an interesting and rather scary looking character as he marched through the courtyard, a backpack slung over his shoulder, as he scanned the area suspiciously, seeing that no one was around. he had a sort of urge to blow something up all of a sudden, so a little fireworks wouldn’t hurt, right?

finding a clear spot, he dropped down to the ground, quickly emptying the contents of the bag on to the grass, the moment he laid eyes on his beautiful explosives, a grin split across his face as he began to set them up. only to notice someone out of the corner of his eye. 

“shit. shit shit shit shit shit.”

starter for @spastic-blond

new school, new life. sorta.

jamie definitely felt like a sort of weight had lifted off his shoulders when he left australia. there was too much there that held negative memories for him, and he was desperate to escape any kind of serious thinking. moving to a college like ttu would be a fresh start, maybe. maybe this time, people will think he’s sane. at least, in a first greeting situation, they might. he hadn’t blown anything up....yet.

for now, he just needed to get settled in to his dorm. he was tired, and ready to just flop down on a bed and pass the fuck out. the thought was ambitious, considering he knew he was gonna have a roommate. probably one of those sports type of guys, all muscle, no brain. or maybe an annoying squeak of a nerdy type. whoever it was, they were right behind the door.

well, it was now or never. it was a waste to just stand and stare at a door. with a heavy sigh, he turned the knob and opened the door, stepping into his new dorm. and upon entering, he caught sight of the weirdest scrawny thing of a punk kid. jamie knit his eyebrows and squint his eyes, unsure of what to say. it was taking a lot of self control not to insult him, but...he looked ridiculous.

“jesus. didn’t expect someone like you to room with me.”

“that emoji that’s like...an explosion. ya know? it’s like in the weather section...here lemme show you.”