Killer Gene's{CLASS}

[Harleen Quinzel]

Harley smiled. She knew exactly what she was going to tell her students today. It's strange to her, though. She couldn't have possibly have to have been born with this gene she was going to teach about. Oh, it didn't matter. She drew examples of DNA make up of a normal person and then one of someone that had a messed up MAOA. Then she wrote up the date and homework and still had a little bit of time to just sit and wait for her first period class.

Waiting was always a boring thing, so she just opened up her journal and began to write. Her own psychologist had suggested that she keep a journal and write in it. It was 'better' for her. She would have less 'breakdowns'. Harleen knew that that was a load of BS though. If the Joker was in her life, so called 'breakdowns' were going to happen.

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Dear Diary,

Boring. Boring. Boring. Damned counselor is makin' me keep a stupid diary. Says she'll check it, too. Might as well listen to her. My life is just one big blech. No Joker... no fun. That's the worst thing for me. I miss him oh so much.

Today I'm going to teach my students about a 'serial killer gene'. I think it would be interesting to teach about and it fits in with both psychology and biology. These kiddies will be ahead of some of there classmates.

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The bell rang. Great, that means students. Harley sighed and faked a smile. "Good morning lovely students. Today we are learning about a Gene called Monoamine oxidase-A, MAOA for short. This gene is also known as the 'violent gene' or 'serial killer gene'."

[Skyler McKay]

Skyler walked through the halls wondering which room she should be in. She heard someone say "Gene called Monoamine oxidase-A, MAOA for short. This gene is also known as the 'violent gene' or 'serial killer gene'." She guessed it was a teacher that was talking. It sounded like it was the right class to be in. She walked a little bit more and found the class room where she heard someone talking.

She stepped in the class room. This was the class she needed to be in. She knew she was late. She took a seat in the back of the room trying not to draw attention to herself. She looked around the class room this place was full of people. She could feel their emotions and they were all bored even the teacher.

[Darcy Leone]

Joseph was early to class for once. He loved Psychology. If he ever went to college, that would be his major along with a double major in Business. Quinzel was a psycho. But she knew her stuff when it came to the human mind. Joe always wondered which Arkamite would be better for the practice of psychology. Jonathan Crane or her. It would be a close matchup. Harley was more apt to the study while Crane was more apt to the practice, inventing his own fear toxins and helping people understand. It was crazy, but something Joe read up on in the paper a year ago.

He listened to what Quinzel had to say the study lesson was about and the thoughts sort of slipped his mind as he stared at that skateboarder girl from earlier. She walked on in even though she was late. He smiled as he stared at her. She was really pretty. As she went to have a seat, his eyes wandered back to Quinzel as she explained that assignment.

[Rikaeyu Osomage]

Rikaeyu ran to the school, dressed in a plain shirt and jeans. On the bright side, Selene had still been asleep when she woke up... on the other hand, she had no gloves. Couldn't really find them, so she had to make due with wearing an Aeropostle hoodie that she could put her hands in the pocket.

She ran into the room a little late and there weren't many empty seats, so she had to sit right up front. Riyu was blushing all sorts of red, but she would live. Psychology would be interesting, she hoped. The teacher certainly was. Harleen Francis Quinzel, she had worked for Arkham and then the Joker. The young girl thought that it was strange for the Maid of Mischief to be teaching her of all places. Did all the other teachers know? They better know.

Rikku sighed, her mind twisting and turning as different things ran through it. There was Drew, there was her pets, and then there was Conrad... what was a girl to do?

[Drew Wallace]

Drew raced down the hallway, skidding to a stop outside the door to his Psychology Class. He took a couple breaths, fixed his shirt because it looked all weird from running down the hallway. Drew was late because he had gotten into a heated debate with a teacher about a certain actor. He had won, which was part of why he didn't get a pass from the teacher. During the argument, he saw other students walking in late, so he wasn't the only one.

He straightened out his black t-shirt some more and sighed. Drew didn't get all dressed up for school, he was only wearing a black hanes shirt and a pair of jeans. He opened the door and walked into the classroom. "Hey. erm, sorry I'm late, got into a little bit of an argument with a certain teacher," Drew said and looked at the classroom. He gave a small wave to Skylar, before sitting down next to his friend Rikaeyu and some other guy. "Did I miss anything important?" Drew asked her in a low whisper.

[Rikaeyu Osomage]

[ooc:: Killing two birds with one stone here... don't want to change so I'mma have both Harley and Riyu in the same post, though it will be from Rikaeyu's POV...]

"Just don't let it happen again, Mr. Wallace. Now... I just love doing partner assignments, so after I'm done with my little lesson, you are going to have a little project. It is a very short lesson."

Rikaeyu's eyes widened a little as the voice she heard a familiar voice. A smile fluttered to her lips. 'Thank you!' she thought before answering his question. "She was just introducing the topic. Something about the serial killer gene. I think it was called theMonoamine oxidase-A or MAOA." she whispered back.

"Now, i don't wanna ruin all your fun, so I'm just gonna give ya the skinny. MAOA is simple. It is a gene that is normally cleaned out of the body, or helps clean. When it becomes defective is when it is a problem. Now, let's say that Mr. Wallace has this gene as well as Miss... McKay. McKay grows up in a wonderful family, never bullied and becomes a lawyer. Now, she may have the gene, but it won't really do much. She will be completely sane.

"On the other hand, since you were late to my class, Drew... Mr. Wallace grows up in an abusive family, gets picked on everyday, and becomes homeless. Because of his environment, his life will activate the gene and he will become a killer or an abusive father or something along those lines.

"The mind is a funny thing that even the smallest of things can effect you in the long run.

"Okay, that's the lesson. Now for your assignment. I want you to get in groups of two and this time, no exceptions, unless you want to work alone. I never can say no to loners. Pick a serial killer or mass murderer. Any type of big famous criminal. I want you to research them, write a history report or something on them and then see if you can figure out if, from how there life was, if a defective MAOA was the cause or if they were just schitzoid."[/i]

Rikku blinked her eyes. That was an odd assignment, but it worked out for her. She didn't mind doing a little research. "Well,would you mind being my partner, Drew?" she asked, turning to the boy that was beside her.

[Skyler McKay]

Skyler looked around she saw Joe from earlier. She saw him staring at her and smiled. She was glade there was someone in this class she knew, well kind of knew anyway. She took her sketchpad out of her backpack that was at her feet. She also took out a pencil, then she started to take notes. Even though her gaze would wonder over to Joe.

She listened as the teacher explained about the gene. She listened as the teacher used her as an example. Then the teacher used Drew as an example. she wrote The mind is a funny thing that even the smallest of things can effect you in the long run, into her sketchpad. She then wrote down big famous criminal, research, history report, defective MAOA was the cause or if they were just schitzoid. She looked around she hated to have a partner, but if it was with Joe, she won't complain.

[Darcy Leone]

Joe walked over and saw his chance to interact with this strange and distant girl. He sat next to her as they were at a spacious and lonely table and he smirked at her. [blue]"Hello there beautiful. I noticed you were alone here and probably needed some company."[/blue]

He dug deeper hoping to attract her attention. His deep blue eyes stared with a sort of curiousity at this attractive girl.[blue]"Orrrr... I could be your partner. I already know a lot about Jack the Ripper. I took an online Criminal Justice college class and he's pretty infamous."[/blue] He smiled hoping she would buy it. It was just an excuse to get to know her better. But he loved Psychology. It was the one class he actually had an A in. It may have also been that Quinzel had a soft spot for his politically incorrect papers. Most teachers hated that his views were different.

[Skyler McKay]

Skyler could hear someone walk over toward her. she looked up from her sketchpad. She saw Joe coming toward her. "Hello there beautiful. I noticed you were alone here and probably needed some company." She looked at him and blinked. She didn't know what to say. She started at him, she could feel his curiosity.


"Orrrr... I could be your partner. I already know a lot about Jack the Ripper. I took an online Criminal Justice college class and he's pretty infamous." " Hmm sure why not, and who's Jack the Ripper?" asked Skyler. She wondered what powers he had. This would be a good time to get to know him.

[Darcy Leone]

Joe pulled out a calculator and with the touch of his finger it came to life like a transformer. It looked like a silicon man in a cape, suit and englishman hat. He grinned at her as he displayed an example. The little silicon man had a knife in his hand made of plastic and he grunted and grumbled comedically. Joe didn't want to make him seem scary to this girl.

[blue]"Jack the Ripper was a Victorian Age English killer with an aptitude for human anatomy."[/blue]

He pulled out a white piece of printer paper and set in front of the Ripper immitation. The little robat man made carvings into the paper of organs like the heart, liver, brain, and stomach. Basic stuff. He continued.

[blue]"He'd usually take only the most beautiful of women to be his victims. Only the highest class of women or those that nobody cared about. Whores. He would kill them in the sickest and most pleasurable way imaginable, only to carve out their organs and sort of keep them for trophies."[/blue]

He touched the malicious paper carving robot. He immediately transformed into a calculator. [blue]"What was most amazing about this man was that even the greatest of detectives couldn't piece together who Jack the Ripper was."[/blue]

He winked at her and put the calculator back in his backpack.

[blue]"My theory: The population in England was too high so the English Government covered up these killings and supported Jack. He was too high profile a killer to not be a coverup."[/blue]

[Skyler McKay]

Skyler watched him pull out a calculator from his bag. Once he touched it the thing came to life. She was amazed, the little thing was cool. She listened as he talked about the guy, Jack the Ripper. Once Joe said killer she thought about her perants and that day when they died.

SHe pushed the thought away. She kept listening to his story. She watched the little robot thing carved stuff out of the peice of papper. She looked up at Joe, she was now impressed. When he said something about killing woman, she couldn't help but feel the water welling up in her eyes. She looked away from Joe and put her hair in her face. She didn't want him to see her cry.

She wiped the tears from her cheaks. She was better now that she cryed some. She saw him put his calculator back. " So this guy could still be alive?" she asked. " Nice theory you have there" Said Skyler. " Well there ones question answered how about the other one? " She asked her voice seeming sweet. But still no smile on her face.

[Darcy Leone]

Joe smiled at her as she wiped her eyes. She was crying. [blue]"Jack the Ripper was around in the 1800's. There is no way his bones even exist unless he had some sort of metahuman gene that prevented him from dieing."[/blue]

He moved on to see if he could answer her question. [blue]"One could indicate by the killings that he was a sociopath. His acts of violence weren't random and sort of had a pattern to them. I'd say based on theory that he was a defective MAOA case mostly because there's no way to prove this man was in fact a schitzo."[/blue]

[Skyler McKay]

Skyler looked at him. She felt no curiosity coming from him. Most people would be curious of why someone was crying. Maybe he just didn't care. She started at him she was glade that he didn't ask her why she was crying. She didn't like to talk about her past, and seeing how they were in class she wasn't going to talk about it. Because she knew if she did she would break down crying worse then before.

"What if they don't know who Jack th Ripper really is, than how do you know someones not like impersonating him or something?" asked Skyler. She wanted to know how he would answer her question. " Hmm good point" said Skyler. She looked down at her sketchpad and started to take notes on what Joe had been say about Jack the Ripper.

OOC: Hey do you what to make another thread for Joe and Skyler?

[Darcy Leone]

((ooc: if it constitutes a date thread or something suree))

[Drew Wallace]

Drew tapped his pencil a few times on his desk, staring at the teacher. Of course, he would be used as an example of a serial killer. It wasn't to accurate, but almost. The other night he had some crazed idea to buy a gun, and ended up shooting someone. She did die. And he was almost one-hundred percent certain that she had gone to South High School. Drew hadn't told anyone yet, and he was pretty sure he would never speak of it.

He had zoned out, only to be snapped out of it by Rikaeyu. "Well,would you mind being my partner, Drew?" Drew nodded. "Yeah, sounds good," He answered. "I don't know much about serial killers..so if you have a preference on who you want us to do than thats fine," Drew said and gave her a weak smile, because he still couldn't stop thinking of the life he had taken.