Recording one done by Hiroki begin:

[So Hiroki here, I mean I go by Flame and stuff but that stuff isn't important...creator says get on with it. Fine I will, just hold on a sec! Jeez. So yeah I guess I'll be do'in all the chit chat and creator's going to write whatever the recording says or rather what I say all down because I'll admit I suck at writing (I don't understand how some people could just sit there and write like their life is depended on it I mean, seriously?) ;it's just stupid and...hey!... creator quit laughing! You know, all my soon-to-be fans will be giving me all the credit for telling this true story...not you. OUCH! Creator, don't punch me! Bad creator! OUCH!]

[So uh… ahem… starting...now]

It wasn't difficult locating Hiro Hamada within the chaos of the science fair. It was near impossible. You know the amazing genius kid who um… ahem... basically saved the whole city's butt. So the city never saw their faces, but I have because I had been there [I was watching the whole thing and eating my popcorn while I was at it] but seriously though when I went searching for him I should have at least considered well… let me put it this way: Roughly 6,000 gigantic 18 yr old students from the newly rebuilt San Fransokyo Institute of Technology *deep breath* and that $!#*^?% [Creator says I swear too much but in my defense it's a way of… expression] 5 foot kid. I mean come on. Really? *insert sarcasm here*

Well moving on, according to the school news I think he'll be turning 15 in a month or something, not that I'm a stalker or anything. I swear, the school news reporters sniff out the the weirdest things when they're bored. They once had an article about a discovery of a certain type of foot mold. They should've at least kept out the pictures for that one. Disgusting. Anyway with the word gigantic and '18 yr old'...look, I have been searching for that midget in a sea of heads the whole freaking day. So here I am sweltering on a bench in like what 1000 degree Fahrenheit in some stupid chase for Hiro the famous hero kid, get it? I smirked at that thought.

I tend to amuse myself.

However my head must've thought otherwise as a pounding shredded through. I winced and glared at the sky. Must be the sun, I thought getting up from the bench.

Well looks like it's back to the S.F.I.T or the San- you know what I don't care, figure it out yourselves geniuses. I shoved and squeezed through the mixed crowd of students and amazed bystanders. Booths were set up all over the campus. Bright colored tents in the summer heat. I bolted past an automated vacuum that was sucking up a student's working origami robot. The origami robot was basically a folded 1 inch by 5.6 millimeters chip that to everyone and apparently the vacuum held the image of a realistic bug. A moving realistic-and-somewhat-paper -bug. The person who'd invented that started yelling at the vacuum. Not the inventor of that vacuum but the actual vacuum. I question these people's mental capacity. I grinned at the scene and continued over the bridge to a bunch more displays. Being a student at S.F.I.T (again be a genius and figure it out) I should've known some side routes that would've provided and easier entrance, but I didn't so yay for me. After escaping the chaos of robots and sweaty humans the main doors welcomed me with a blast of air conditioning followed a sigh of pleasure. I don't care what they about some teleporter or that robot 673 that can cook up a gourmet (actually the second one can't be that bad) the air conditioner is the best invention ever created. The main room was spacious with humongous windows to let in the light. There were a few students here and there filling up the room just enough to make another not feel awkward in waltzing on in.

And then there was Mrs. Williams.

"HIROKI T-"

I stuck my index finger in the professor's face and scowled.

"Don't you middle name me in public woman."

And just like that her cheeks turned an alarming shade of light violet which also turned a couple of heads. Though the woman had a temper at least she wasn't psycho like the other guy.

"What did you-!"

"It's a stupid middle name yes I know but saying that out loud right now...just no." I interrupted with mock disappointment and made the last two words as sassy as possible. I even placed my hands on my hips jerking them to one side and stuck out my lower lip. This pose was, by the way, the same pose Mrs. Williams was holding now. This roused some chuckles and the professor dropped her arms to dangle at her sides. The students in the room watched us with knowing smiles like I've done this a million times, which I might or might not have done. I hate those smiles for reasons I'll explain another time.

"Why you…!"

Mrs. Williams stood there fuming for a second her face now definitely purple. To the side I could see clenched fists so white that you could see her veins slithering down them. Hmmm, white fists. Maybe I went too far. The kindest thing the woman probably wants to do now is murder me in my sleep. With an axe. Keep in mind I said kindest.

Then I spotted just the kid I was looking for. A stroke of luck I've never had. Well actually now that I think about it, I've been searching outside and he was…! &!#$.

"Hiro Hamada!"

The kid turned his gaze at me then at the purple-faced woman then back at me as I strolled over and swung an arm over the dude's shoulders.

"Hey man, nice to see ya alive and stuff."
"Who the heck are you?" Hiro said in a slightly creeped out tone.

"Just play along!" I hissed into his ear as I guided him to the testing room, keeping my cool, but on the inside I was genuinely surprised. The guy was trying to disappear. Probably just shy. Also seriously, how did he not know who I was?

"So man, how's life?" I said trying to start conversation.

"For your information we currently have a teacher tailing us."

I stole a glance back to see her beady eyes burning us to crisps from behind a corner. Now that is a stalker. New she had it in her. Despite the awkwardness and Hiro interrogating me nonstop I said nothing until we were within the safety zone.

"Okay…" ,said Hiro stretching out the word as I collapsed into a swivel chair and closed my eyes.

"Now back to my first question-" ,he continued.

"Who the heck are you?"

When I didn't answer he opened his mouth about to spew out another question of whatnot when I silenced him with a sigh.

"I'm a newbie and not a newbie ok? Now I'm grateful for you saving my butt and all, but can you please shut up for a sec, I have a headache."

Hiro sighed.

"First of all what you just said made completely no sense and second of all, I was just about to say you might not want to be in that chair." he notes quietly, flickering between a frown and a smile.

"Why?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" came a shriek near the door. I snapped my eye open to see some guy standing at the door panicking. I watched him storm up to me wrench in hand. He had a relatively big build with a green headband taming his hair. He wasn't that intimidating though.

"You...get off...the chair!" he cried, arm raised and hand pointing away then seemed about to freak out even more as I stayed right there eyeing him. Thus presenting the antonym of intimidating. Sure I've seen him fight during the battle against Callaghan [Hey, I did my research. I even bet the author's impressed...and at the look on that face maybe not] but I'm really starting to doubt that the hyperventilating person before me was the same guy. What was his name again?

"You see these lines here!?" the guy cried continuously stabbing the duct tape on the floor angrily. I just smirked and raised an eyebrow. Then he threw his arms into the air in exasperation.

"EVERY SINGLE TIME I TELL THEM IT'S INSIDE THE LINES! IT'S PERFECTION YOU HEAR ME, BUT NO THEY NEVER LISTEN!" he ranted.

"Woah Wasabi, calm down." ,cried Hiro pulling his friend back before staring at me.

"And um can you-?"

I rolled my eyes and got up only to be hit with a large pounding. "Not again", I whispered cringing in pain as I staggered forward.

"Hey new kid you alright?" asked Wasabi who was back to normal. Even Hiro shot me a concerned look.

"Haven't you've heard of me at all, y'know prank master?"

Two shaking heads.

"I've never seen you before today." came a new voice from the doorway. A jet black haired girl with a streak of purple running through her hair leaned against the now open door frame. She was surrounded in a cool air popping a bubble of what I assumed was gum in her mouth.

"Me neither!"

A bright blonde in huge pink-ish red glasses said that one.

I stared in amazement; they weren't affected. Suddenly another internal punch slammed against my brain causing my vision to blur. Brilliant. Just brilliant. I began to sway on my feet, unstable. I could barely hear the murmured panic or in other words background noise. As the floor rushed up to my face a piece of hope raced through me. They weren't affected, which meant I might still have a chance!

[Yes I had to make the ending of the first recording all dramatic!... I will also appreciate you shutting up now. You know, has anyone ever told you how annoying you are… is that a knife you're holding creator?]

Out of all of my OC's Flame's probably the only one who'd annoy the heck out of me if he came to life. To be fair though, I had created him from the personalities of a couple of my annoying friends/enemies. As a character though... he's somewhat funny.