DBCA- Okay so...I'm kinda using this for my own selfish purposes...buuuut I updated so forgivness~?
Skitz- No. No one forgives you. AT. ALL.
Cras- But doesn't her complete and utter misuse of benifit you?
DBCA- LET'S STOP TALKING AND GET TO THE STORY! So yeah, I own the coughfoctetcough that is mentioned.
The blackness of classroom televisions over Seigaku bleeped into the brilliance of Fuji's face as his daily talk time started. "Ohayo, minna it's time for me to tell you irrefutable facts!"
Ryoma sighed when he heard the class cheer. What kind of person accepted Fuji's word as law? Oh that's right, Ryoma was surrounded by idiots. Everyday he expected to wake up in an intelligent world where nobody listened to Fuji…in fact Fuji didn't exist! But then he woke up and Fuji was there: in his backpack, in his locker, in his classroom. Poor Ryoma never got any reprieve from his boyfriend.
"Ryoma, Stop your interpersonal depression! I'm trying to listen to the guru of wisdom and knowledge." shouted random classmate24.
Ryoma slumped in his seat and muttered 'idiots' under his breath.
"Now, children, today's lesson will be on propaganda. Propaganda is the tools used to cleverly trick people into doing your bidding. So, say a company really wants you to try their product, they might stuff pamphlets in your door handle or your windshield wipers."
Ryoma grinned remembering the pamphlet panic of last week, good times, good times.
"Propaganda can also be in the form of an influential person praising something because they were given 74 never before seen pictures of Ryoma in a dress to say JointheFoctet-TastetheRainbow. Well then-"
"WAIT-A-MINUTE!" yelled an irritated Ryoma.
"Oh honey bunny! You came to visit me! How kind of you-"
"Gimme the pictures fool! Those were never meant to be seen by human eyes-"
"Hmm, Ore-sama demands to see these pictures," demanded Atobe.
"When did you get here Keigo?" questioned Sanada.
"WHEN DID ANY OF YOU GET HERE? HOW DID YOU GET HERE?! GAWD, NOT ONLY IS THE STUPID AUTHOR ADVERTISING HER OWN CRAP HERE BUT YOU GUYS AREN'T EVEN FROM THIS SCHOOL WHY DO YOU KEEP APEARING?!?!?!?" shouted the announcer with handfuls of hair in his grasp.
Fuji tilted his head to the side mildly confused. "Who are you and why are you talking in all caps?"
"IT'S CALLED YELLING AND IT'S CAUSE I'M REALLY MAD-"
Ryoma pegged him with a tennis ball to the face and shut him up.
"Saa, until tomorrow, this has been Fuji, Syuusuke on propaganda."
The announcer was never seen again. Nobody cried.
DBCA- So yeah umm the casually mentioned Foctet is a story I'm writing with some friends(we have pictures) It has Cras and Skitz in it and the link is on my profile~
It would make me muchly happy if you could review~!!!