Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27786666-20161223184437/@comment-27786666-20170206020538

The gang was no where to be seen. The bell rang.

"Goodmorning class, today we will be making clay models of ourselves for an activity in a different class. This has to be done by the end of the week. Otherwise it is considered 'late' and 10 points will be taken off of your final grade. Today you will be sculpting the basic structure of your model. Come see me if you need more clay. The tools you will need are on the table in the back. You all already have your clay. Get to work." Dream (Unnightmare) went to his desk and sat down, surveying the class.