she would look at Linnis "oh my guess Sondra is taken how sad." she then looked at Mr Hunt and smirked getting on all fours "meow yes sir." she would get up and run to the locker room giving a wink to both Linnis and Sondra.

Sondra, of all the times to space out... Linnis ceased her touching, her wet hand grabbing Sondra's and practically dragging her to the locker room. They could barricade the door there and keep him out. As she dragged Sondra she whispered, "That coach isn't a man... he has freaking mind-powers, and freaky-mind powers are always followed by disgusting things going great places."

He looked at her, nodding, pushing his glasses up.

"I know that, he made a note to me to inform that there was a computing error, I need to update you on the change."

He noticed the others left. They played into his hands, all the doors in the locker room could be opened fro mthe outside, but not from the inside.

"Coach Hunt... doesn't use a computer to do his grading... he's too old fashioned and a bit of a technophobic... He doesn't even own a cell phone."

Michael commented knowing the coach well enough from just observing him a few times eyes slanted slightly looking at the substitute coach.

"Where's the note? can I see it if you're telling the truth?"

((Holy shit...you guys move waaay to fast for me. I go out with my folks for a few hours, come back and find you're all like 15 posts ahead of me. You all in so big a rush to get through this thread that you can't wait for one person to catch up?))

"I left it in the coach's office...go see if you'd like."

He meant to follow her if she went, the only thing of interest in the coach's office would be his broken body, hidden beneath his desk.

((^^ Sorry Sondra...just been hanging around too much I guess...I'll move things slower))

((i know same thing happened to me sondra ;^^ sorry))

"Hmmm... let me go get my cane, my leg is bothering me a little bit all of a sudden..."

She said simply limping gently towards her cane; there was no actual pain; her limp was natural since she broke her legs, her abilities physically in gymnastics hadnn't been harmed. she gathered her crook and walked into the locker room eyes glaring back shoving a piece of cardboard between the door and the jam.

((Thanks, Yamato, that'd be great.))

"Linny, what...?" Sondra began, as Linnis grabbed the shocked woman by the hand and dragged her towards the locker room, wondering just what the hell was going on. Hearing her wife's explanation, though, she understood. "Figures," Sondra whispered back in return, "Every damned guy I run into on this God-forsaken island turns out to be a fucking monster. Is it really a good idea to be in here, though? For all we know, he could lock us in and we'd end up trapped. He probably planned that from the beginning."

Sondra had absolutely no idea just how close to the truth she had gotten with that last statement...

(with yah Sondra...off for a lil JOG, kick a round ball 'bout an all hell breaks loose in the thread)


Things wux getting a might bit freaky here. Well, Linny and Sondra were acting their usual selves being all mushy together in a sorta way that should’a waited for the privacy of their own room. Like I’d come along way with this whole loving a girl thing. After all I had gotten married an had a wife, well…cept she had disappeared. But that wuz another story. They still should’a been in a room. An with them like that I really felt like a third wheel an all. Even if this couch…or wuz it assistant coach…no substitute coach wanted the three of use making sure all the girls did what they wuz supposed to.

Though that didn’t make much sense either seeing as to how having us three in the back room wuz gonna help the girls on the gym floor. Course I wuzn’t gonna be a much use to no one on the floor as I hadn’t a clue to all this Gymnastics stuff no how. Maybe I needed to pay more attention to the frantic tuggin Linny wuz doing on Sondra’s arm…

Good for Linny I thought, she an Sondra needed to find their own room no how. Hmmm….

I leaned o’er to me new friend an whispered. “Michael, yah, glad to be here with yah, It is kinda peculiar a substitute coach would be talking to yah over grades, well at least yah won’t be in there alone with him. He does got that right. It should be two girls an a male teacher at all times. That way none of the bad things happen like yah keep reading about on CNN an MSN an stuff. Why the world is jus full of crackpots jus waiting to prey on sum girl.”

Then a bit louder, “Uh Sir, um….do yah want me to watch the girls out here or go with yah into the office like. I mean wouldn’t that be were the grades an the folders an stuff are all kept. It is how me Karate instructor does it an all. …. An who is sable?”

((^^ Yea ok, I'll try to take things slower...I'll add more scariness))

He escorted Cassie to the locker with a forceful arm around her.

Safely out of sight, he grabbed the back of Michael and Cassie's uniforms before they entered and simply tossed them at the shut door, unwiling to let these two suddenly decide to run, his inhuman strength sending them straight at it. They phased through, the door wavering like it were made of liquid. Slowly he followed suit, but he was no longer human in appearance. They were trapped and all the doors were locked and sealed with magical force.

He began to laugh madly, but in no human voice, it was a strange alien tone that sent absolute terror through the girls. Slowly he stepped into view of them, his gym clothes replaced by a long yellow, tattered robe, in the folds of which were secrets terrible and arcane. His laugh was filled with whispers of horrible ideas and sounds that were treasonous to the reality that they knew. It was a laugh filled with the insanity of something as alien to this world as the monsters of the island were to the girls. His head was completly covered by the hood, but his hands and feet were huge and gnarled and moved visibly as though worms crawled beneath them.

This was no random monster on Shokushu, this was something far, far more horrific.

The only answer was a swift push tween me shoulder blades in the general direction of the locker room, at least Michael wuz by me side an all. An frankly the way the coach wuz behaving had me skin crawling all wrong.

Not only that but suddenly me feet wuzn’t on the floor…an the door wuz a coming fast. ‘oh lord this is gonna hurt’….ever not hit sum thing you thought you were going to only to hit something else afterwards. The door didn’t hurt. Not one bit. I swear somebody opened it…must have while me eyes were closed bracing for the impact.

The floor however did hurt. No doubt there would be a few bruises in the morning. I half skittered an rolled back to me feet, non to graceful, but feet were under me. Every nerve in me body cringed under the laughter. Every muscle clenching in tension. I could taste the evil in the room. The coach no longer the coach but sum sorta sick twisted demon.

Carefully I worked me body tween Michael an him. Maybe it wuz the mother hen in me, cause frankly I think she landed much better than me. Slowly I settled into a half-moon stance even as me doubts a success came pouring o’er me mind an threatened me very sanity.

“lord give me strength.” I muttered

You've got to be kidding!!!

her mind screamed as she stopped herself from being slammed into a locker ending up perched on top of them thans to the cane she held which extended into her family's crook.

"Why do I insist on going to classes when crap like this keeps happening?! What the hell did I do to deserve this..."

she shouted simply eyeing the creature before them with angry eyes the thing seeming quite similar to her halucination earlier.

"I should have guessed I really should have."

She growled slightly in a crouched position as if ready to pounce from her graceful position ontop of the lockers.

"Well at least I've gotten one damned thing outta this day and met a nice sensible girl."

I leaned over to Sondra, whispering softly, "Basic Survival 201; you don't have to outsmart the big, scary monster, you just have to outsmart your fellow intended victim. Kimmy's sister made it out, right? All we have to do is hide and listen to it rape those two cute things."

Yeap, at least one thing had gone right. She had landed better ‘n me. Two ‘gainst one made for better odds, even if it wuz a demon. Though frankly I hadn’t a clue as to what Michael wuz a screaming ‘bout with class an all. I’d not had none of the troubles she seemed to elude to.

The thrice blessed golden cross tween me breasts an under me shirt seemed to glow with heat. Even the black leather collar that circled me throat seemed to hum upon me skin. Perhaps it wuz the power that lashed at me even though none wuz visible. Something had the beast within pacing jus under me skin. A beast me sensei had said I needed to let it out when the time arose.

The time seemed now, the good lord only knew what me sensei wuz talking ‘bout. “careful Michael, only the lord in heaven is going to see us through with a demon spawn from hell itself…god is good, his will be done. “