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Everything That Makes Me Sick


Welcome to St. Westminster Private School for boys.
A well known school for making trouble boys into the perfect gentlemen.
Parents spent a lot of money for their mis-behavior sons to come to this school.
Though in the few past years the Dean of the has been ill and past away recently. A new Dean took over and decide to have a small experiment with adding a few trouble females to the school to see if these trouble girl will turn into a lady.

Now this once perfect school will be turn upside down.
All students live on campus.
 
     
 
Rules ::

[1] Suicidal Paper and myself are charge of this rp.
[2] Follow the TOS.
[3] No posting until Suicidal Paper have accepted you. Your allowed to have more then 1 character but no more then 2.
[4] Romance is allowed but no cybering
[5] No ** -- for actions.
[6] This is a semi-lit to lit roleplay, meaning I want no text talk, words spelled as best as you can - and at least 3 sentences. I know, everyone gets major block at times.
[7] Send Suicidal Paper your profiles in a Pm titled 'Kiss Me I'm Contagious' or he will ignore the PM. He would hate to declined a good profile if he seen you didn't title it.
[8] You have classes, but you can skip them sometimes.
[9] Don't ignore people, that's how a RP dies
[10] No god-modding!
[11] Please make posts pretty, please post your character pic. Real life pictures is preferred. Here, this may help you if you can't find a real life picture
[12] Have fun!
     
Profile Skelly ::
The dorm rooms that are taken are rooms: N/A

Fill out both

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[color=postingcolor1]My full name is (???)[/color]
[color=postingcolor2]Id rather you call me (Nickname)[/color]
[color=postingcolor1]I'm in (???) grade[/color]
[color=postingcolor2]I am (???)year's old.[/color]


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[size=24][color=postingcolor][b]"[/b][/color][color=Secondcolor]Something that your character might say[/color][color=postingcolor][b]"[/b][/color][/size][/align]

[size=15][color=secondcolor]As you know, my name is[/color] [color=postingcolor][insert full name here][/color] [color=secondcolor]though I’m also known as[/color] [color=postingcolor][insert nicknames here][/color][color=secondcolor]. My mother gave birth to me[/color] [color=postingcolor][Age: Written Out][/color] [color=secondcolor]years ago on[/color] [color=postingcolor][Birthday][/color][color=secondcolor]. The doctor said I was a supposed to be[/color] [color=postingcolor][Gender][/color][color=secondcolor]. Now I stare at the[/color] [color=postingcolor][Boys, Girls, Both, Be creative][/color] [color=secondcolor]which makes me[/color] [color=postingcolor][Straight, Bi, Gay, etc][/color][color=secondcolor]. In my spare time I like to;[/color] [color=postingcolor][2 hobbies][/color][color=seconcolor]. Things that I enjoy are [/color] [color=postingcolor][Likes][/color] [color=secondcolor]yet you can take these away [/color] [color=postingcolor][Dislikes][/color][color=secondcolor].[/color][/size]

[size=11][align=left][color=postingcolor]Biography. 2-3 paragraphs[/color][/align][/size]

[align=center][size=10][color=secondcolor]Personality. 1-2 paragraphs [/color][/align]

[align=left][color=postingcolor]Why you were sent here[/color][/size][/align]

[size=15][align=right][color=secondcolor]Username[/color][color=postingcolor]•[/color]
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It should look like this;;

"Something that your character might say"


As you know, my name is [insert full name here] though I’m also known as [insert nicknames here].. My mother gave birth to me [Age: Written Out] years ago on [Birthday]. The doctor said I was a supposed to be [Gender]. Now I stare at the [Boys, Girls, Both, Be creative] which makes me [Straight, Bi, Gay, etc]. In my spare time I like to; [2 hobbies]. Things that I enjoy are [Likes] yet you can take these away [Dislikes].

Biography. 2-3 paragraphs


Personality. 1-2 paragraphs


Why you were sent here


Username
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Link to Profiles
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8 girls ::


My full name is Marie Anntoniett
I'd rather you call me Marie or Ann
I'm in 10th grade
I am Fifteen year's old.


My full name is Wednesday Madison White
Id rather you call me Wenny or Wendy
I'm in 12th grade
I am 17 year's old.


My full name is Wynnifred Nichole Gardener
Id rather you call me Winnie
I'm in 10th grade
I am fifteen year's old.


My full name is Jemma Spell
Id rather you call me Jemm or Spell
I'm in 10th grade
I am 15 year's old.


My full name is Holly Anne Marren
Id rather you call me just Holly
I'm in 11th grade
I am s i x t e e n year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.
 
     
 
8 boys ::


My full name is Christopher Meeks
Id rather you call me Zeek or Chris
I'm in grade 11th
I am 16 year's old.


My full name is Jared David Kaulitz
Id rather you call me Jayy
I'm in 12 grade
I am 17 year's old.


My full name is Joshua Bloom
Id rather you call me Josh or Landon
I'm in 10th grade
I am 15 year's old.


My full name is Samuel Andrew Brooks
Id rather you call me Sam,Sammy
I'm in 9th grade
I am fourteen year's old.


My full name is Alexis Lacerda
Id rather you call me Alex or even Alexis
I'm in 11th grade
I am 16 year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.


My full name is (???)
Id rather you call me (Nickname)
I'm in (???) grade
I am (???)year's old.
     
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OPEN
     

°o.O Christopher Meeks O.o°


Chris woke up to the sound of his father screaming at him. Urgh, shut up. Rubbing his eyes, Chris notice he was finally at St. Westminster Private School for boys. Sighing, he notice his father walking out of the car over to his side. "Christopher, it's time to get out." The sound of his voice sounded tired and a bit annoyed from the eight hour drive. "Dad, please... I don't want to go here. Can't I just go to rehab instead?" he said, looking at his father with tears in his eyes. Recently Chris started to get into drugs so he was at least hoping he'd have a chance to go there instead of this preppy school boy school. "I'm not falling for it Chris. Get the ******** out now." [********. He knew he was playing her. He sighed again. "Fine. Don't freak out when they call you about me killing myself." He joke being half serious. Chris got out of the car, grabbing his stuff from his father's car, "I love you Chris, this is why I'm doing this for you." He said, watching his son shutting the trunk. "If you love me you wouldn't sent me to this s**t hole." With that said, Chris walk off from his father.

Chris enter the school gates, wondering where the main office was at. Some of the other student look at him, wondering why he was there. Chris found his way over to the office, he open the door and notice a older looking women sitting there. Perfect. Time to play the good boy and get the ******** out of this hell.
"Hello there, may I have your name please?" Flashing a smiling, he replied "Of course, I'm Christopher Meeks. It nice to meet you." The older lady, giggled "Aren't you a nice boy. Your in room #4. Here you go hun." She handed Chris the papers he needed, "Thank you Miss." "No problem sweetheart, good luck becoming a gentleman." Chris quickly turn around, frowning. 'It didn't work. How could that happen.
 
     
 


ωednesday мadison



Wednesday laid flat on her back on her bed. She was throwing a water bottle in the air and catching it, inches away from her face. Her room mate was off somewhere else, doing god knows what. She didn't care anyways. She was sure she'd find her own source of trouble to get into.
Just as she was about to throw the bottle against the wall, to see what would happen out of pure boredom, she heard a car pull up outside her window. Quickly, she got up, letting the water bottle fall onto the floor. It was a new kid
"Ah! Fresh meat!"
She said to herself in excitement. She was one of the few girls they accepted into the school, so you think she would have plenty of boys to choose from to play her little games with, but she had yet to find someone suited to her taste. She had only arrived the day before, so she hadn't really gotten the chance to explore. Wednesday had spent most of her time sitting in her room pouting. Feeling sorry for herself. She pushed away all the thoughts of pity and sorrow.
'It's time to have some fun.'
Quickly, she glanced in the mirror, giving her hair a quick brush and adjusting her makeup. After double checking her reflection, Wednesday gracefully skipped towards her door, twisted the knob and yanked it open. The door opened with a creek.
She stuck her head out, looking to the left and to the right, checking for anyone who might see what she was up to. The hallways were dead silent.
Wednesday stepped into the hallway, letting the door shut behind her. There was no use in trying to be quiet, no one could hear her anyways. She skipped down the stairs, taking them two at a time. She got to the bottom just in time to see the boy walking out of the main office. Papers were in his hands and a disappointed look was painted over his face. But she really wasn't expecting anything else.
"Hi!"
She said loudly as she hopped off the bottom stair, landing firmly on the ground.
"My name's Wednesday."
She cocked her head and smiled sweetly, waiting for his reply.
     



There once was a girl and she suffered from sickness; mouth was distorted from razor sharp kisses; tried to pretend it was all in her mind, but I know her voice when I hear mine...


I MAKE SIGNS! GO HERE

wynnifrednicholegardener
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                                      Winnie took a deep breath and bit down hard on her lower lip. She was heartbroken that her family would just abandon her like this but she had decided that she as going to make the best of it. She watched her step-mom's car drive pull all of the way out of the parking lot before picking up her luggage and slowly walking over to the main office. Her heart was beating a thousand miles a minute and butterflies were gnawing away at her skinny stomach.

                                      She entered the office and a well-dressed older woman was sitting behind a desk. When Winnie reached the desk the woman looked up. "Name?" "Wynnifred Gardener" The lady handed her a pile of papers and a room key. "Thanks!" Winnie quickly exited the building, not quick enough however to not hear the lady mumble "I have no Idea what they were thinking letting girls come here..." She just rolled her eyes and headed towards where she assumed the dorms were. Without noticing it, one of her shoes came untied and she tripped and fell. She made a quick recovery though, hoping that no one had seen her fall.
 
     


ce qui est amour,
sans douleur.
 
Fashion is my Best Weapon

Jayy woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He reached up and hit it. He put his hand on his forehead and yawned. He crawled out of his bed and walked over to one of his manacnes. He spent all last night making a outfit. He ran his finger alonf the fabric than went to his closet.

Jayy got dressed. He grabbed a hat that matched than left his room. Jayy walked around the school looking for a way to get high. He did not want to be sober. He saw some new people and smirk. He founded models.
     
My Band: Stab the Radio


°o.O Christopher Meeks O.o°


Deep in his thought how his little plan didn't work Chris didn't notice the girl right way. Looking up from the packet of papers he saw a black haired girl smiling at him. What the heck? I thought this was an all boy school, what is she doing here? Sadly, Chris didn't do his homework on reading about the school his father had force him to go too. If he did he would have known that the school did accepted a few female students to see if they can make them into ladies. He quickly turn his little frown into a friendly smiled. If he couldn't get his little act to work on the older lady maybe he can have some fun with this girl.

"Uh, hi there." he said, pretending to be a bit shy, looking down at his feet. He look back up at her, brushing his long bangs away from his eyes to get a better look at her. "It's nice to meet you Wednesday, I'm Christopher. I-I thought this was an all boy school?" Okay, he was actually being serious about the last part. Maybe this new girl Wednesday that he met, would be able to tell him some information that he would need to know.
 
     
Mr. Gay Unicorn is my bf <3

No one will ever see things the way I do
No one will try
All my friends think that I'm gone
But I swear, I swear I'm not
I swear I'm not

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