Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)
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				Title: <strong>Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>WashAutumstar</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 03:42:48</strong>
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				Ratzenberger Field is a 40,000 seat football stadium bearing a fancy artificial turf and a massive split roof that keeps the rain off of most of the fans. All game-day facilities are included within the building and it is connected to the rest of the athletic facility. This includes an enclosed practice field, multiple outdoor fields an extensive workout room, locker rooms, an indoors Olympic-sized pool an indoor gym, a track, facilities on the lake, etc. <br><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Football uniforms and School Colors</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/sHrVKDr.png)</div><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/63oKTD7.png)</div></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Football team. LOTS of characters to choose from in here!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Feel free to choose anyone not specifically marked as taken.<br>Staff<br>Phil Satyrios&nbsp; &lt;<strong>Greytrail</strong>&gt;TAKEN<br>Doug Parr 'Mr Incredible'<br>Barry McCrea (Axiom's captain)<br>Abigail and Amelia Terrazzo<br>Gary Fischer (Gaston)<br>(Pongo)<br><br>Student Staff<br>(Mushu)<br>(Yao)<br><br>Offense<br>QB:&nbsp; Harold Golden (Hercules)**<br>RB/ FB:&nbsp; Abraham 'Abe' Casey 'Fireball' (O'Malley)<br>RB/ HB:&nbsp; Marie Hua 'Quicksilver' (Mulan)<br>Receiver 1:&nbsp; (Buzz Lightyear)<br>Receiver 2:&nbsp; (Naveen)**<br>Center:&nbsp; Gus Ursan (Baloo)**<br>Guard 1:&nbsp; (Sully)<br>Guard 2:&nbsp; Micheal MacGuffin 'Big Mac'<br>Tackle 1:&nbsp; ? Leon (Simba)<br>Tackle 2:&nbsp; Bartholomew ? (Bolt)**<br>Tight end:&nbsp; (Tarzan)<br>Tight end:&nbsp; William 'Billy' Chang (Shang)<br><br><br><br>Defense<br>Middle LB:&nbsp; (Little John)<br>Tackle 1:&nbsp; (Beast)<br>Tackle 2:&nbsp; (Kronk)<br>End 1:&nbsp; (Kenai)<br>End 2:&nbsp; (Mater)**<br>Outside LB 1:&nbsp; (Aladar)<br>Outside LB 2: (Chien Po)<br>Cornerback 1:&nbsp; Phillip ? (Prince Phillip)<br>Cornerback 2:&nbsp; (Robin Hood)<br>Safety 1:&nbsp; (Tramp)<br>Safety 2:&nbsp; (Aladdin)<br><br>Special teams<br>Kicker: Abu<br>Punter: (Jake 'Rescuers Down Under')<br>Holder (often the QB)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cheerleading Squad</div><div class="spoiler_body"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Q0u88sf.png)</div>Coach Ellen Parr <br>Isabella Estacia (Esmeralda 'Hunchback') Head cheerleader.<br>Arella Trius (Ariel) Arts.<br>(Cinderella) Arts.<br>(Rapunzel) <br>(Lightning McQueen)<br>(Mike Wizowski)<br><br>** Designates characters that may be taken by players, but have some background already established as NPCs.</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vain</strong> on <strong>13-06-2014, 16:26:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1e/ChristopherJames.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Christopher "Herc" James, #4<br><strong>Who:</strong> The Football Team <br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, Morning (Around 7am - Shortly after Phil's departure.)<br><strong>Where:</strong> The football field <br><strong>Warning: </strong> Team Captain Awesomeness<br><hr><br><strong>“….Now remember what I said. A whore sells it to you. A sloot gives it away for free. Now when it comes to our first drug test, if you’re not gonna pass. You might want to get an oil change. An oil change is when you place your dick in your hand, get a small twelve inch clear hose. Shove it into your dick until it his the bladder, you can tell when it does because piss will start going everywhere…This is a good thing. When you’re done pissing on yourselves, you get your small turkey baster that you can purchase at any Lowes or True Value. Make sure it is filled with piss….NOT YOURS! If you need some, let me know…I got a guy. Insert the tip of the baster into the end of the hose that is sticking out of your junk. Squeeze the baster, you’ll be able to tell when it’s full. Pull the hose out, put your pants on and wash your hands. Then walk to your piss test. It is that simple ladies.”</strong> Herc had paused and taken a drink from his water bottle mid rant before continuing, but finished up then looked out at one of the players who had his hand up.<br><br>Pointing at him Herc smiled, <strong>"Yeah, #27 what's up?"</strong> The player furrowed a brow then spoke up. <strong>"What if it's a random pee test."</strong> Herc smiled and nodded. <strong>"Ah, yeah...Good question. That is why I, gentlemen, oil change every day."</strong> He chuckled then ran his hand through his hair before rubbing the back of his neck. <br><br><strong>“Next…No matter what they say, male cheerleaders and mascots are not welcome at our parties. ENTRANCE DENIED!”</strong> He smiled looking out at the team knowing he wouldn't have to play doorman at the parties. Sure he would have let them in had it been just him, but being on the team he had to help his team keep up their rep.<br><br>Beginning to pace back and forth Herc looked out at his team with a charming smile that said was about to finish up with something important to say. <strong>"And finally...our games are on Saturday. We can not have parties Friday night, because no matter how big and bad we know we are, alchohol wins sometimes. So our parties should be Thursday night, we can have 24 hours to recover. Coach went inside to get the lazy asses. Coach is going to be riding their ass for the rest of our day. So as the captain, I say no one makes my coach angry. We must kindly, yet aggressively, make them aware of when they are supposed to be at meetings, at practices, at the locker room, at the bus, at a piss test. Reason I’m telling you about this ladies…These two aren’t going to know about the oil change. They missed one of our first practices. That is not a show of brotherhood in my opinion. A show of brotherhood is verbal abuse, mild intimidation, and social exile. As Captain I say, they are at mild intimidation. The way I look at it, when my teammates are late, that makes me look bad…that makes all of you look bad. When the rest of our offensive line gets here I will be running four running plays, directly up the middle. This is defenses chance to say good morning to our tardy members. This is still the first week ladies…You have to ask yourselves, do you wanna play football or do you just wanna sit on the bench? Or even worse, be on the practice squad?”</strong> Giving an exaggerated cringe to drive his point home Herc took a moment then looked out at the team with a smile.<br><br><strong>“Now defense lets go back to running drills, offense lets get some sprints done. Let’s make coach think that we got some work done while he was gone. Everyone put your hands in."</strong> Waiting till everyone came over and put their hands in Herc gave a grin. <strong>"Oil change on three! 1…2…3…OIL CHANGE!”</strong> As the Team followed suite Herc smiled the moved to start running drills again before Coach Phil returned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>usha</strong> on <strong>13-06-2014, 23:09:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"> (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v432/ris16/5211714e-2380-4dfd-8e03-d910c6d7513f_zpsabc139b5.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Emma Ayres<br><strong>Who:</strong> Herc, Open<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1, Early Morning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Stadium<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><strong>Wearing: </strong> &nbsp;This &nbsp;(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=124864359)<br><br><hr><br>Emma had risen before the sun, as was her custom. She didn’t even need an alarm, though she still set one, just in case. She always woke five minutes prior to it going off, turned it off and got out of bed without complaint. She was an athlete and a professional and neither of those identities had room for sleeping in or the ‘snooze’ button. Each moment mattered. Perhaps that was why she was considered to be a cold bitch by some of her fellow students, but she didn’t have time to bother with their opinions either.<br><br>Dressing in the clothing she had laid out the night before, a pair of tight shorts, a comfortable t-shirt, and her running shoes, she had slipped out into the deserted common room and made her away across the still silent grounds to the stadium. This was a charmed time for her, a time of peace that she was able to indulge in. One of her guilty pleasures, truth be told, she liked the silence.<br><br>Her workout had been short, but intense and she felt the self-satisfied&nbsp; burn of her muscles as she stretched on the bleachers as the football team filed in. She liked to watch their practices, yet another secret, but very pleasant morning indulgence. She sat down next to her gym bag, pulled out her water bottle and leaned back to watch the men run their drills. <br><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 00:01:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Elliquiy%20avatars/Disney%20college/Gil_zps134f8320.png)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Abraham 'Abe' Casey 'Fireball'<br><strong>Who:</strong> Herc, football team<br><strong>When:</strong> early morning practice<br><strong>Where:</strong> stadium field<br><strong>Warning:</strong> nope.<br><hr><br>"Crack whore's more like it," Gus drawled quietly and Abe tried not to guffaw. "Guy's nuts, but he knows what he's doin' on the field."<br><br>As the enormous center spent long hours with their brilliant but weird QB's forearm pressed into his nuts, who was Abe to argue? Gus' words and Abe's humor reassured a couple freshmen who looked about ready to cry. Smiling reassuringly, the ginger-haired halfback gathered the unnerved freshmen like a mother hen with chicks. "Tell you what, noobs. Stay clean and that whole rant will just be part of the nightmare that is this few weeks. Fair enough? Though Herc's damn right about the slackers. It makes us all look bad. I shall have to review my extensive knowledge of horrible pranks to teach them a lesson. Hmmm…"<br><br>Some of the experienced players chuckled darkly as they moved to fall in with the quarterback's orders. Those too slow or out of sync with their teammates were harangued and shoved and given a good-natured hard time in general. It was how the first weeks had to go, to weed out those that could play, but couldn't handle the pressure they would be under at the collegiate level. Football was so much more than just the play on the field. <br><br>Now, if there were just some pretty girls to get them all fired up…
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				Title: <strong>Re: Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Greytrail</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 00:18:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Elliquiy%20avatars/Disney%20college/Phil1_zpsa01356f9.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Character name:</strong> Phil Satyrios<br><strong>Who:</strong> Emma, open<br><strong>When:</strong> early morning<br><strong>Where:</strong> stadium bleachers<br><strong>Warning:</strong> nope, he's pretty low key right now!<br><hr>Oil change? Great, more urban dictionary searches to decipher the babies' warped language. This was the sort of shit they never tell you about being a teacher…<br><br>Sure enough, their peeping tomlet was perched up in the shadows of the bleachers, completely unaware of his presence until he came to a halt on the concrete steps beside her. The startle that rattled her perversely amused him, left him with the upper hand.<br><br>"Don't look so shocked, girlie. Nothing happens in this stadium without me knowing about it. Oh, those idiots like to think they get away with shit, but that cockerel egos crowin'."<br><br>A nod of his ugly hat-- it helped him focus, dammit-- indicated his team, thankfully doing their damn jobs with enthusiasm. While not the chatty sort, he expected curiosity from the girl, smirking faintly. As he stomped down the stairs towards his field, Phil called out over his shoulder to her.<br><br>"Feel free to hang around. You're discreet and those pups work harder when they've got some appreciative eyes on 'em that don't distract unduly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>04-07-2014, 19:53:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/PeytonIppos.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Peyton Ippos, #16<br><strong>Who:</strong> Abe, Herc, Open<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 - Morning (Around 7:05)<br><strong>Where:</strong> Stadium Field <br><strong>Warning: </strong> Foul language...Oh My!<br>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/peyton_ippos_collection_outfit/set?id=124829138)<br><hr><br>Once out of the dorm building Peyton dashed like mad to the stadium. He ran through the quad and was pretty sure he saw Mim hanging out with Sheriff Phaeton, which seemed completely fucking odd, but Peyton didn't have time to stop and ask questions. His music was blasting in his ear as he ran to get to the stadium in the ten minutes that Coach had given them. He figured Mac would get to the stadium first, but he was wrong. As Peyton made it to the field he darted up into the cluster of players stopping next to Abe. Bending over he braced himself with his hands on his knees and caught his breath. <strong>"I...fucking hope...to hell...that...Coach...starts yelling soon."</strong> He glanced up at Abe from the side and took a couple more breaths so he could speak without it being broken up. <strong>"He didn't yell at me and Mac dude....we are so fucked. The fucked beyond fucked."</strong> Peyton stood and ran his hand over the buzzed part of his hair at the side and exhaled. <br><br>Looking up at Herc, who was running drills with most of the team he gave a wave then jogged over. <strong>"Dude, sorry I'm late...Apparently I set my alarm like two hours late...."</strong> Looking as if he knew what was coming Peyton groaned a bit. He'd known Herc for years, and played ball with him before, he was a Captain who ran a pretty tight ship. <strong>"Okay, I know I missed the huddle...and I know you aren't gonna tell me shit...So I guess tell me how many laps I need to run?"</strong> He shrugged as if this was standard practice between the two. <strong>"And before you ask, I have no idea where Mac is. Coach got to the dorms and told us we had ten minutes to get to the stadium or else...I made it in five. Mac left a couple minutes before me."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Disney U (Stadium and athletic areas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Baalborn87</strong> on <strong>07-07-2014, 00:03:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/23/Mac.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Michael 'Mac' Macguffin<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, all<br><strong>When:</strong> Day 1 - Morning<br><strong>Where:</strong> Campus, Stadium<br><strong>Warning: </strong> None<br><hr><br>&nbsp;Michael all but sprinted across the campus his mind running to what new level of hell coach Phill would concoct for him and the others who were late to practice. "At least I wont have to warm up." he thought to himself, trying to look on any available bright side. <br>&nbsp;After he reached the stadium and all but set a new world record in speed changing, he set out to the field. Noticing the persons there and seeing that Peyton had arrived first. <br>He saw coach Pill "Sorry coach" Michael said by way of apology, still panting slightly "I thor' practice wer' t'moro"
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