Drama Class RP or why I should stop mentioning zapstrong(DMR

MrDevarso is setting up the classroom for today's drama class, composes of some boxes, a large bin, and some stools
Wrong_Way walks to class while texting someone on his phone.
ClaraW is heading down the halls, looking rather different. She's not wearing a scarf, instead a turtleneck to conceal the stabilizer on the back of her neck. She is walking to the drama room
Donnie was told his legs would grow weak if he teleported/flew everywhere, and is walking to class the way normal people do.
<MrDevarso>: Hey there, champ!
MrDevarso looks at Wrong_Way
<MrDevarso>: you ready for a fun filled day of drama?
Wrong_Way realizes suddenly that he's in drama class and screams interally.
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, yeah sir..."
Wrong_Way pockets his phone away and looks for a seat
<MrDevarso>: just have a seat, and we can wait
ClaraW walks into class
Wrong_Way takes a seat in the classroom
Donnie walks into class and hops into a seat
Wrong_Way gives a small wave to Donnie and Clara as they enter in
<MrDevarso>: Alright, large class today, eh?
Donnie gives a smile and a wave to wrong_way, and then clara once he realizes she's there
Wrong_Way isn't sure if he's making a joke about it.
<MrDevarso>: So, shall we begin?
ClaraW waves at them, finds a seat to take
Wrong_Way wonders if the teacher wants them to say something
MrDevarso walks over and grabs an upside down hat
<MrDevarso>: not the most talkitive, eh?
Donnie shrugs
<MrDevarso>: Alright, well, how bout for a warm up exercise, we do scenes from a hat?
<MrDevarso>: I pick out a piece of paper, and you guys try to make up as many funny sentences related to it. sound good?
Wrong_Way scratches the back of his neck.
<Donnie>: "...Sure."
<MrDevarso>: Alright!
MrDevarso ruffles the hat, and plucks out a paper
<MrDevarso>: "Things appliances would say if they could talk"
<ClaraW>: [puns inbound?]
MrDevarso waits for the students to stand up
Wrong_Way slowly gets up
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh..um..."
<Donnie>: "I have no mouth, yet I must scream."]
<Donnie>: "I wish I could eat."]
ClaraW is clueless
<Wrong_Way>: "I'm so full! Because I'm a refridgerator."
<ClaraW>: "Kill me"]
MrDevarso nods
<Wrong_Way>: "I'm so sorry."
<MrDevarso>: anyone else?
<ClaraW>: "N-no...."
Wrong_Way sits back down and covers his head in embaressment.
<Donnie>: "If it's too hot, uh, get out of me! because I'm a stove!"
Donnie : D
<MrDevarso>: alright, but just so you know, everyone is gonna be going up today!
Wrong_Way uncovers his head since he feels he's done enough angsting
<MrDevarso>: "Things you wouldn't want to hear Mr. Rogers say"
<Wrong_Way>: "...Who?"
<ClaraW>: "Get out of my neighborhood"
<ClaraW>: ["I'm going to rape you"]
<ClaraW>: "Nobody can hear you scream except the puppets"]
<Donnie>: "You're a worthless human being. Everyone around you would be happier if you simply hadn't existed."]
<Donnie>: "...Friends... are bad?""
<MrDevarso>: "The bright side of the Apocalypse. "
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, no school?"
<ClaraW>: "No more traffc"
<Donnie>: "No more taxes! Uh, uh, something about ex-wives!"
<ClaraW>: "No more people"]
<Donnie>: "I can finally die."]
<ClaraW>: "You're all going down with me"]4
<Wrong_Way>: "Why would mention something about ex-wives, Donnie?"
<Donnie>: "I always hear jokes about how they're annoying or something."
<Donnie>: "Or is that stepmoms?"
Wrong_Way shrugs
<Donnie>: "I haven't really ad either so I'm not sure how it works."
<ClaraW>: [you have a stepmom though : D]
<MrDevarso>: Alright, how about we do Alphabet?
<Donnie>: [wh-what?]
<ClaraW>: [You're adopted. Just like me.]
<ClaraW>: [: D]
<Donnie>: [but she didn't marry my real dad]
<MrDevarso>: Your parents still love you as much as then can, ClaraW ]
<Wrong_Way>: [lern your family heirachy clara]
<ClaraW>: [huh]
<MrDevarso>: So, here, we get you guys up, and you try to run through a scene
<Donnie>: [yeah, and flips is best mom]
<ClaraW>: [not like I'd know, seein as youre dead]
<MrDevarso>: and your sentence has to begin with a letter of the alphabet
<MrDevarso>: ClaraW, you know I am not dead]
<Donnie>: [SPOILERS WOAH JESUS]
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay..."
<MrDevarso>: what? she found that out a while ago]
<MrDevarso>: So, all three, up here
<Donnie>: [oh, she did?]
<ClaraW>: [sorta]
Wrong_Way gets up from his seat and stands up where MrDevarso is
<MrDevarso>: seance, didnt work, confirmed hab is alive]
<ClaraW>: [not like hab will ever have hab show up though]
ClaraW goes up as well, sheepishly
<Donnie>: [ooooh, neat]
Donnie gets up
<MrDevarso>: ClaraW, shhh]
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, do we have some sort of topic?"
<MrDevarso>: dont make me feel sad...]
<MrDevarso>: Nope!
<MrDevarso>: Go wild!
MrDevarso sits down
<Donnie>: "*A*lways brush your teeth."
Donnie blankly stares at clara and ww
<ClaraW>: "*B*ut I don't want to"
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh...*C*lara, you should..."
<Donnie>: "*D*on't you ant to be clean?"
<ClaraW>: "*E*h"
<MrDevarso>: >eh]
<Wrong_Way>: "*F*ine Clara, we'll uh, stop being friends with you unless you start brushing your teeth."
<ClaraW>: [IT SO WORKS]
<Wrong_Way>: [it's legit]
<Donnie>: "*G*ood job. Now everyone will think you're a BIG SMELLY MONSTER BECAUSE YOUR BREATH STINKS ALL DAY AND I HATE YOU SO MUCH" ]
<Donnie>: "*G*etting it done isn't really that hard..."
<ClaraW>: *G*O FUCK YOURSELF]
<ClaraW>: "*H*ave you brushed yours?"
<Wrong_Way>: "*I* have."
<Donnie>: "*J*ust do it."
<ClaraW>: "*K*inda can't do it right now, we're in the middle of class"
<Wrong_Way>: "*L*et's just do it right now then!"
Wrong_Way mimics brushing his teeth very poorly
<Donnie>: "...*M*aybe not."
<ClaraW>: "*N*evermind"
Wrong_Way stops doing the brushing
<Wrong_Way>: "*O*h you're no fun."
<Donnie>: "*P*eeeerrrhaps we should do something else."
Donnie discreetly highfives bumbles
<ClaraW>: [>Q]
<Wrong_Way>: "*Q*-Quite the predictament we're in?"
<ClaraW>: "*R*eally hard to figure out"
<Donnie>: "*S*hut up Mark, you're not even contributing anything with that sentence. Nobody like you, just leave."]
<Donnie>: "*Sssssss*... Uh... *S*hould we think of another topic?"
<Wrong_Way>: "*T*hat's a good idea...let's uh...talk about...sports?"
<Donnie>: "You skipped Clara."
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh shoot, I did..."
<ClaraW>: "*U*nfortunately I don't watch much sports"
<Donnie>: "Wait, I skipped Clara!"
<ClaraW>: "Do we have an order?"
<Donnie>: "Or did... who skipped who?"
<Wrong_Way>: "I don't think we had an order to begin with."
<Donnie>: "Can you even do that? Or were we just doing that for no reason?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Let's just keep going uh..."
<Donnie>: "Okay soo... q,r,s,t,u,v..."
<Donnie>: "*V*intage... things... are good."
<Wrong_Way>: "*W*hat are you, some kind of hipster?"]
<Wrong_Way>: "*W*ell said, Donnie."
<ClaraW>: ".....*X*enon is a chemical element with the symbol Xe and atomic number 54. It is a colorless, heavy, odorless noble gas, that occurs in the Earth's atmosphere in trace amounts."
<Donnie>: "*Y*ou're so smart, Clara!"
ClaraW shrugs
<Wrong_Way>: "...*Z*yzzy?"
<Donnie>: "*Z*imbabwe."]
<ClaraW>: [BAZOOPER]
Donnie AND THE REST OF THE STUDIO AUDIENCE BURST INTO UPROARIOUS LAUGHTER]
MrDevarso dies
<MrDevarso>: ]
<MrDevarso>: bazongas]
Wrong_Way sighs with relief
<Wrong_Way>: "Wow that was tough."
<Donnie>: "I'm glad my mom makes me read a lot of books..."
<Donnie>: "Well, I guess she doesn't /make/ me but when you're in the library there's not much else to do."
<MrDevarso>: Alright, final game of the day....Questions!
<ClaraW>: "Huh?"
<MrDevarso>: two people only, and you can only speak in questions. If someone takes too long, or doesnt do a question, they get buzzed out, and replaced
Donnie internally screams. He played this with his friends once and they all quit because it was too hard.
<Wrong_Way>: "...Can I sit out this one?"
<MrDevarso>: Nope!
<MrDevarso>: We need someone to hop in if someone fails to be quick enough
ClaraW internally dreads this
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay...Can I be the replacement?"
<MrDevarso>: yep!
<MrDevarso>: So... Clara and Donnie, first up!
Wrong_Way takes a seat right at the front to relax
Donnie cracks his knuckles nervously
<Donnie>: "So.. uh.. are you ready to start? Wait, is that okay? Are we starting because I just asked a question?"
<ClaraW>: "I don't know, are we?"
Donnie immediately panics and looks at everyone in confusion
<Donnie>: "I... I..."
<Donnie>: "Why would you ask someone other than the teacher?"
ClaraW has no clue anymore
<MrDevarso>: 5
<MrDevarso>: 4
<MrDevarso>: 3
<MrDevarso>: 2
<MrDevarso>: 1
<MrDevarso>: mark, hop in for Clara
Wrong_Way gets up and takes Clara's place.
ClaraW is so lost, goes to her seat
<Wrong_Way>: "Do you wanna start or should I?"
<Donnie>: "Does it matter?"
<MrDevarso>: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/95/JusticeLeagueCrisisonTwoEarthsOwlman.jpg]
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, Do you not know how important it is if I start or you start?"
<Donnie>: PFFFT]
<Donnie>: "Why would I know whether or not it's important?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Why...wouldn't you?"
<Donnie>: "Because, wait... When will we find an easier topic to talk about?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Who knows?"
<Donnie>: "Should we switch now?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Yes. I realized how bad I am at this."
Wrong_Way seats himself.
<MrDevarso>: Bzzzz
<MrDevarso>: Clara, back up
<MrDevarso>: Doing good, eh donnie?
ClaraW comes right up, realizing what the game is about
<Donnie>: "I guess?"
Donnie giggles to himself
<ClaraW>: "Well, are you?"
<Donnie>: "Why do you wanna know?"
<ClaraW>: "Why won't you tell me?"
<ClaraW>: ["WHERE'S THE DRUGS?"]
<Donnie>: "What's with this sudden hospit... hostis..." -The word is hostility, Donnie.- "What's with the sudden, what he said?"
<MrDevarso>: http://nedroid.com/comics/2009-12-04-beartato-shouldieatit.gif ]
<MrDevarso>: bzzzzz
<MrDevarso>: donnie down, mark up
<Wrong_Way>: "Aw jeez."
<Donnie>: "What? But- fine."
Donnie sits down
<Wrong_Way>: "You got dethroned Donnie, ouch."
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, Do you like jazz?"
<ClaraW>: "Do you?"
<Wrong_Way>: "What makes you say that?"
<ClaraW>: "Why were you interested?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Don't you know why?"
<ClaraW>: "Why do you think I would?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Why don't you remember?"
<ClaraW>: "Have you ever told me?"
<Wrong_Way>: "uh..Don't you remember our trip to the Panama?"
<ClaraW>: "We went to Panama?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Don't you remember the music there?"
<ClaraW>: "What was the name of that band?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Why...would you want to know?"
<ClaraW>: "Why did you ask about it?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Don't you think I asked you about it?"
<ClaraW>: "Did you?"
<Wrong_Way>: "What makes you think I didn't?"
<ClaraW>: "Don't you think you're taking this too far?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Yeah I guess I am."
Wrong_Way takes a seat.
Donnie whispers to wrong_way
<Donnie>: did you actually go to Panama?"
<MrDevarso>: Alright, I think that was good for today! How about I send you guys out 20 minutes early?
<Wrong_Way>: "...What makes you think we did?"
<ClaraW>: "Sounds good, teach"
<Wrong_Way>: "Seriously? Woo!"
<Donnie>: "Awesome!'
<MrDevarso>: Yep! Good job kids! Seeya later!
Wrong_Way gets up to leave the classroom and head to his next class.
ClaraW heads out as well, thinking about xenon
Wrong_Way goes to the cafeteria and grabs himself a sandwich
Donnie ports into lunch because fuk da police and sits next to wrong_way
<Donnie>: "Who were you texting earlier, Mark?
<MrDevarso>: TZ
Wrong_Way has just found a seat when Donnie teleports right next to him.
<Wrong_Way>: "OH jeez!"
<Wrong_Way>: "Hm? Oh...nobody."
<Donnie>: "Did you get a girlfriend?"
Donnie casually sips a beverage
*** MrDevarso is now known as JohnQuint
<Wrong_Way>: "W-what? No Donnie."
<Wrong_Way>: "Not yet."
JohnQuint stumbles into the lunchroom, and goes to the counter to get food
Wrong_Way takes a bite from his sandwich. Ketchup again.
<Donnie>: "Well at least you're optimistic."
<Wrong_Way>: "What's that supposed to mean?"
<Donnie>: "I forget, I just kinda pick up words sometimes."
<Donnie>: -It means you look on the bright side of things, Mark.-
<Donnie>: "Oh, see? That's a good thing."
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Whatever. I'll have a girlfriend some day, I know it."
<Donnie>: "I think statistically speaking, most people do at one point or another."
JohnQuint grabs his burger, and sneaks off to the corner
<Wrong_Way>: "Yeah, you're right."
<Wrong_Way>: "So uh, what's up with you?"
JohnQuint munches on his burger
<Donnie>: "Nothing. Well, something. Well, something about nothing."
<Donnie>: "Nothing about something?"
Donnie scratches his head
<Wrong_Way>: "...I don't follow."
<Donnie>: "Did you know that Flipside isn't my real mom?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Huh. Didn't know that."
<Wrong_Way>: "But.. Miss Cresipile doesn't seem like the romantic type."
<Wrong_Way>: "So..maybe I sorta knew?"
<Wrong_Way>: "But yeah, how'd you find out?"
<Donnie>: "I dunno, I never got to meet my real parents before. Well, I guess Flipside is my /real/ mom but I mean like the parents who gave my DNA or whatever."
<Donnie>: -Your /biological/ parents is the term.-
<Wrong_Way>: "Your otter is a dictionary now?"
<Donnie>: "Yeah, that. I dunno, it's just been bugging me lately."
<Donnie>: -I might as well be, Mark.-
<Donnie>: "He's better than me at Street Fighter, too."
<Donnie>: -I learned how to use my tail to button mash faster than he does.-
<Donnie>: "I keep saying it's cheating but he keeps saying it's not."
Wrong_Way shrigs
<Wrong_Way>: "Could be cheating, could be not."
Wrong_Way finishes his sandwich and goes to the counter to get something else.
<Donnie>: -It can't be cheating, since I don't have normal hands to play with! He has an advantage because he can hold a controller normally!-
<JohnQuint>: it aint cheating if ya ask your auntie!]
<Donnie>: "Well if you win every time and we're the same person, there's gotta be /something/ wrong!"
Wrong_Way can see Donnie and his otter continue to argue as he gets another sandwich and some water.
<Donnie>: -It's because you always get too into ti and you keep trying to make your characters jump in at me, so I hit you out of the air over and over!-
<Donnie>: "But if you get in a jumping attack you can do super big combos and stuff!"
<Donnie>: -You don't even know how to do those!-
<Donnie>: "Well, neither do you!"
Wrong_Way sees John sitting by himself with a burger and walks over there
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh hey...you."
<Donnie>: -That's why I don't jump all the time!-
<JohnQuint>: Oh!
<Donnie>: "...that makes sense."
JohnQuint ducks under the table
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh listen, you look kinda lonely. Wanna come sit with me and Donnie at our table?"
<JohnQuint>: NoIamGoodIGotlotsOfFriendsHereIAmNotHereGoodBye!
<Wrong_Way>: "..Right. Well, invitation's open so come by later if you want..."
Donnie looks around, finally noticing wrong_way left. He looks around and sees him standing next to Johnquint cowering under the table
<Donnie>: "Oh hey it's the uh... the headless guy."
Wrong_Way goes back to his table and takes a seat next to Donnie.
<Donnie>: "What was his name again, Mark?"
<Wrong_Way>: "No idea. I had him in two classes but I'm currently recovering from one of them."
<Donnie>: "Ugh, I /know/ we talked before and if I ask for his name again that'd just be super awkward."
<Wrong_Way>: "Yeah. I invited him over though so maybe he'll come by later."
<Wrong_Way>: "We could uh, use the last name trick."
<Donnie>: "He doesn't like it when people look at him directly though. So try to avoid that."
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh. I guess we should look distracted."
JohnQuint is shoving his finger through his neck under the table
Wrong_Way looks up at the ceiling while eating his sandwich
Wrong_Way whispers to Donnie "Is it working?"
JohnQuint is still under the table
<Donnie>: "You don't need to look at the ceiling I don't think. I try to just avoid eye-contact or, uh, looking at where eye-contact /would/ be if his head was on."
<Donnie>: "Last time I just faced away from him."
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh. Should I go ask him again, but not look at him this time?"
<Donnie>: "Hmm. Yeah. Try asking for his name too, if it's not awkward."
<Wrong_Way>: "Okay."
Wrong_Way walks back to John's table backwards.
JohnQuint looks at Wrong_Way with a strange look
Wrong_Way stares at the other side of the lunch room, not looking at John or the table
<JohnQuint>: wha-what are you doing?
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, our offer still stands."
<JohnQuint>: ...
<JohnQuint>: Yo-you aren't guh-gonna le-le-le-let up, are you?
<Wrong_Way>: "I'm just asking if you want to."
Wrong_Way feels really weird facing him with his back.
<JohnQuint>: I....y-y-yea, sure...
<Wrong_Way>: "Cool."
<JohnQuint>: just... don't walk backwards...puh-people will stuh-stare
Wrong_Way shrigs
<Wrong_Way>: "Fine."
JohnQuint grabs his bag, and stands up
Wrong_Way walks back to the table and sits next to Donnie.
Donnie is nudged by Umbra, who sees John and Mark approaching
JohnQuint sits at the very far end, and draws closed his hood, looking downwards
Wrong_Way whispers to Donnie "Now what?"
Donnie whispers back "I dunno I'll start."
<Donnie>: "Hey, John? Did you meet any nice people yet?"
JohnQuint nods
Wrong_Way whispers to himself "So his name is John..."
Donnie and his otter silently stare at each other, containing laughter at how Donnie somehow spontaneously remembered John's name. Power of friendship? Plot holes? Who knows!?
<Wrong_Way>: "Like who, John?"
<Donnie>: "That's, uh... I'm not looking so I can't really see your reaction. But there's a lot of good people here."
Wrong_Way goes back to staring at the ceiling and eating his sandwich
<JohnQuint>: I...Ican't say....
<Donnie>: "Could you, like... write it down?"
<JohnQuint>: Y-yes...
*** Spooky is now known as Clara
Clara gets her lunch
<Donnie>: "I've got some paper, gimme a second."
<JohnQuint>: I-I-I got it
Wrong_Way finishes his sandwich but continues to look at the ceiling.
Donnie rummages through the shadow under the table for a second before comign back out
<Donnie>: "Oh, alright then."
JohnQuint pulls out some post it notes, and scribbles on them, passing it down the table
Wrong_Way whispers to Donnie "What do they say?"
Donnie takes the notes and reads them
<JohnQuint>: "I have actually made only a couple friends here so far. I met up with a nice girl named alina that helped fixed my blood problem, and a girl named Francesca, but I think she is quite mad at me"
Wrong_Way starts drinking his water, continuing to look at the ceiling.
<Donnie>: "Frankie and Alina! Oh, they're /aaawesome/. I've kinda wondered what Alina's been up to, we hung out a couple times and she sorta vanished... Oh, and don't worry about Frankie being mad. She seems mad at everything all the time, but she's actually really nice."
Wrong_Way finally stops looking at the ceiling "Augh, my neck..."
JohnQuint nods
<Donnie>: "If your blood problem is fixed is it safe to look at you?"
<JohnQuint>: I....I still don't like be-be-be-being luh-look at...but I-I-I can't stop you
<Donnie>: "Well I won't look if you don't like it, but it must be nice to know it's not dangerous anymore."
<JohnQuint>: ....
<JohnQuint>: You can look
Donnie slowly turns around to face John
Wrong_Way is looking at the other side of the room.
<Donnie>: "...Huh. This feels a lot more normal now."
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, Can /I/ look?"
JohnQuint nods
Wrong_Way turns his head slowly to look over to John..
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, hi."
JohnQuint waves
<Donnie>: "Hey John?"
JohnQuint holds his soda, and sips
<Donnie>: "What are your parents like?"
<JohnQuint>: Nice
<Wrong_Way>: "Huh."
Donnie contemplates this for a bit
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, where do you come from?"
JohnQuint taps on his chest TT on his chest
<JohnQuint>: http://i.imgur.com/uDIGaLf.png
<Wrong_Way>: "...What?"
<Donnie>: "I think I've seen that logo before but I honestly don't know where it's from."
<JohnQuint>: tuh-tuh-Tarrytown
<Wrong_Way>: "Never heard of it."
Donnie shrugs
<Donnie>: "We're all here now, anyways."
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess."
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh...Got any hobbies, John?"
JohnQuint nods
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, anything in particular?"
<JohnQuint>: huh-horseriding
<Wrong_Way>: "Neat."
<JohnQuint>: Tha-thanks
<Donnie>: "I've always wanted to ride a horse! I can ride my otter but I don't think it's very similar."
<JohnQuint>: It's...pretty fun
<Donnie>: "Do you have a favorite kind of horse?"
<JohnQuint>: My dullahan....
<Donnie>: "What's that?"
<JohnQuint>: A type of horse
<Donnie>: "Oh, right. Wrong question, I guess. What's it like?"
JohnQuint reaches into his pocket, and pops out a photo. [INSERT ART HERE], but the general gist is, black, peeled back skin, and a skullface
Donnie is pretty well-versed with the whole "looks evil and isn't" schtick and doesn't strongly react
<Donnie>: "Is it a he or a she? Is it nice?"
<JohnQuint>: It's a he....
Wrong_Way finds the pony extremely scary and goes back to drinking his water and hoping he never sees it in real life.
<JohnQuint>: Named him Azog...
<Wrong_Way>: "That's uh..a pretty name. Mean anything?"
<JohnQuint>: It's fr-fr-from a buh-book
<Donnie>: "Lord of the Rings?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Neat."
JohnQuint nods
Donnie smiles
<Donnie>: "My mom's the school librarian."
<JohnQuint>: c-c-cool....
JohnQuint stuffed his finger inside of his neck again
Donnie isn't sure whether or not he should verbally address this and keeps going
Donnie can't think of anything else to say and decides to go back on the obvious route
<Donnie>: "Why's your finger in your neck?"
<JohnQuint>: Guh!
Wrong_Way pauses drinking his water, scared to see what happens next
JohnQuint tries to slide under the table
<Wrong_Way>: "Aw jeez John, he didn't mean it."
<JohnQuint>: I-I-I-I-it's ju-ju-just how I guh-get food do-do-do-down
<Donnie>: "Oooooh, okay! That's cool!"
<JohnQuint>: Cah-can I go no-no-now?
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, sure if you'd like."
<Donnie>: "Seeya, John! Nice talking to you!"
<JohnQuint>: ThanksSeeyalaterNumberIsOntheBackOfThePaperbye!
JohnQuint grabs his picture, and runs out
<Wrong_Way>: "Hm?"
Donnie flips the notecard on the back to reveal John's number
<Donnie>: "Huh. Neat."
<Wrong_Way>: "Woo, one more contact in the Mark phone."
Wrong_Way puts down John's number underneath his dentist and a 1-800-ZAP-STRG.
Donnie has a phone when the plot demands so he puts it down as well
<Wrong_Way>: "That's...4 people."
<Wrong_Way>: "UGH!"
<Wrong_Way>: "Maybe I should start calling those numbers in the bathroom instead."
*** JohnQuint is now known as Jitterbug
<Wrong_Way>: "My dentist only calls me to remind me about teeth cleanings, my parents never call and I keep forgetting who ZAP-STRG belongs to."
Wrong_Way closes his phone.
<Donnie>: "...What are /your/ parents like, Mark?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Oh, uh my dad isn't home a lot, my mom is home too much."
<Donnie>: "Heh."
<Wrong_Way>: "I guess."
<Wrong_Way>: "I haven't been back home lately since I'm kind of afraid of people impersonating them again."
<Donnie>: "Again?"
<Wrong_Way>: "Well uh, remember when that seal guy was taking over the school?"
<Donnie>: "Oooooh. Yeah, I think I get the picture."
<Wrong_Way>: "Yeah...Kinda scared that's gonna happen when I go back there."
<Wrong_Way>: "But yeah, why are you asking about people's parents anyways?"
<Wrong_Way>: "You've got Miss Crespile and she's a very nice lady."
<Donnie>: "I was just trying to imagine what my other family might'a been like."
<Donnie>: "...I don't think they'd be very nice."
<Wrong_Way>: "Maybe you'll find out some day Donnie. There's been a few of those shows about reuniting seperated family members."
<Wrong_Way>: "You might end up on one of those and you get to meet your folks and stuff."
<Donnie>: "I wouldn't want to put it on TV though, that'd... it seems weird."
<Wrong_Way>: "Uh, then maybe a private detective is looking for you so you can be reunited to them not on television?"
<Donnie>: "I'm not sure if I even really want to find them though, y'know? I mean unless they had a pretty good reason, they just left me... I don't wanna talk to people who'd do that."
<Wrong_Way>: "Alright. Just giving you some options."
<Donnie>: "Right, right. I'm just gonna think about it some more. I'll see you later, Mark."
<Wrong_Way>: "See you around."
Donnie takes his sandwhich and exits the lunchroom