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That being the case, Thomas was making sure to stick close to the guy with the plan. That being Calvon- while he'd be willing to split later; he wasn't going to go and do that now. He was not pleased at all with the situation and was helping stem the tide around their little group by standing...

"I am all sorts of fuck this shit I'm out;" Thomas totally was willing however to include Calvon and Wynett in this and even tapped Wynett on the shoulder. Hopefully they weren't going to have something absolutely absurd happen like gaining magical powers or even just being brutally mauled by...

"Don't gotta tell me twice!" And with that Thomas was skedaddling like the white boy he was. Which was fairly fast honestly, but, the flow of the crowd didn't help. He wasn't sticking around for this bullshit and he'd totally chalk all this up to shrooms the next day if he survived. @Grissum2

Thomas couldn't see her, but he did nod to Calvon, "Lead the way Chief," Calvon might be bigger than he was; but Thomas, under his usual (and expensive) ugly clothes was a fairly broad guy. He was willing to follow along and push past the crowd. Even if the place was collapsing on them; this...

Thomas isn't about to argue with Calvon at all. Fact is, he's scared shitless and honestly this is horrifying, anyone not affected badly by this experience is probably a damn monster or something. So; he's following Calvon as closely as the man-code allows and is seeing if any of the football...

Thomas, not being versed in Army Sign Language, but understanding the big sweeping motion that is used in a tactical situation as 'come with me'. Of course, realizing he can't hear himself Thomas clams right the fuck up and all but hurries over keeping his gaze away from the 'heroes' who were...

Well, there went the only girl worth talking to. Joy. As it stood, he having the wind knocked out of him by being all but slammed into a wall; gulping air down as he tried to stand up. Failing that once due to bruised ribs and his back screaming at him to not do that; he finally got shakily to...

"Just lightning as the fucking door is bent in yeah, sure... " He just sort of sighed a bit before reaching into his pocket and feeling his phone; which he kept on him because 'seriously screw this'. He then proceeded to surreptitiously look and see if he has signal. "Yo, uh, Valerie... not to...

"... Hey, uh," His gaze is not on the speaker; he is now firmly watching Calvon and the guard, "Yo... uh, look at Cal there- he's kinda bugging out. Really focusing on that door." There's a bit of a frown now as he rankled his nose a little before moving to take his hair back and then into a...

Oh no the glares of death deadly enemy to their natural prey the prep, unpopular kids, and generally most highschool students who could, would; and should give a fuck. Sadly, as Thomas was none of these things and seemed to be all the more not paying attention, he was not struck dead on the...

Thomas shrugged his shoulders at Valerie with a bland grin, "I was expecting in the face, not the chest. So, that was a bit of a different problem there." He then, with a grin- and surprisingly white teeth, pointed to his face, "Do you think I haven't been hit in the face before? C'mon- I play...

There was an almost serene smile on Thomas' face as Dylan, who legit was probably the dumbest mother-shut-your-mouth he'd ever met, spat on his shirt. He'd care, but, also, Gym Uniform as he was a Junior and really- he already had one and decided to bring it to school. Because he was far, far...

"Oh no, I'm being insulted by a Guinea Dago with a food name; how scary. Please, if you're gonna insult how I look at least start with the fact that I'm appropriating your culture." He then motions with a finger toward Dylan,"Lemme guess you couldn't figure out another way to insult me? Calzone...

Thomas snickers a little bit, there is a broad and cheeky grin on his face; he isn't dirty, in fact- he's quite clean. Dressing like and being are entirely two things. And Valerie got a good and dark laugh out of him, and she even gets a response after she kicked the dude's chair, "I like how...

Thomas had paused in his musing as he when they moved from one class to another, he'd managed to pull out his smart phone while they were walking. Score one for the T-Man, but that being said; he could feel some sort of pull, some sort of- want to do something. Apparently the narrative device...

Name: Thomas "Tommy" Young Age: 17 Gender: Male Sexuality: Yes Please|Do me hard|Straight? Anything that Moves and he Finds Attractive Appearance (Picture is optional): Kid pretty much looks and dresses like he's homeless. All sorts of delinquent acting too. Personality: Smartass to a T...

Everything being on fire doesn't help. Heya, TDP or That Damn Paladin here; I go by Nigel on Discord. Sup y'all?