Carlisle School for Boys [Yaoi RP] Accepting, DNP

Yaoi school?! Awesome, right?

Yum yum~!	79.3%	[ 23 ]
Meh, cool.	20.7%	[ 6 ]
Ugh! Gross dude! (Me: Well, GTFO!)	0.0%	[ 0 ]
Total Votes:			[ 29 ]

[luv-huni-senpai]

JONATON |ANDREW| PFLEUGER

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XxXJonaton was a lot of things, but oblivious wasn't one of them. Because of that, he took notice that people seemed to be glaring at him. He wondered if it was because of who he was talking to. Was this male what some called an 'idol' in Japan? Jonaton realized he really needed to learn more about Japanese culture.

XxX"H-hai. I am new. Both to the school and country. My name is Jonaton. And what do you mean people like me?" He asked, not sure I he should be insulted or not, though he allowed the other to lead him inside.

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[Rainbow Kappukeki]

Miss Hyama walked outside and saw all of the boys waiting outside for admission. I'm gonna burst into a nose-bleed... She thought, blushing. She was standing outside in front of everyone to get their attention. "Excuse me, boys! ♥ She spoke up, silencing the crowd. "Everyone needs to come in the auditorium for the program! Now please, Cheerio~♥ Happily, Miss Hyama walked back into the school, making her way towards the destination.

Yuki looked up at the woman who silenced the crowd, especially the boy who she was talking to. "Well, I guess it's time to go inside." Yuki followed the large crowd into the building.

OOC: I KNOW! IT'S SHORT. I'm just trying to make a comeback, but EVERYONE GO INTO TO THE AUDITORIUM!

[I cynical_xLOVE I]

★ （ MUKUMURAKAZUHIKO ） ✻

☆ BOW BEFORE YOUR PRINCE !!
☆ 02 IN COMMAND

♂ LET'S START A RIOT
I A L W A Y S G E T M Y W A Y



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★xxxThe blond Junior student laughed at the naivety of the other male. He was one of those slow fellows, Kazuhiko assumed, so he decided to be a little more careful with his word choice this time around. “Your Japanese is tolerable, so I know you aren’t an idiot. At least, right now, anyway.” He slowed, as if debating his next words. Kazuhiko beamed at his silver-haired companion this time, a little more interested when Jonaton mentioned he was a foreigner. Although Kazuhiko himself could not tell the accent right off the back, he did admit –internally, of course- that it was rather cute. “Where did you come from? I haven’t met people out of country much. I heard they were quite stupid, though. What do you think, Jonaton?” He laced the name with an obvious meaning behind it, but it’s clarity ambiguous. He wanted to ask more if not for their flustered, busty principal calling an end to their conversation to head into the auditorium for the actual orientation and formal Welcome Back. He waved a dismissive hand towards her for interrupting his conversation, peering around as the other boys filed in as told, most holding their chatter into small whispers. His fans, sending sheepish glances his way, waved a final time before scurrying along with the rest into the school. Kazuhiko found that he, Jonaton, and another obvious delinquent were some of the last outside.

★xxxThe Kazuhiko leaned slightly closer to Jonaton, moving the other boy’s hair enough so that he was able to whisper to him. “People like that can eat you alive. I doubt he’s real, though. Nowadays, piercings and bandages are all for show.” He sent another glance to the teen with the ink-colored hair, snickering. “He’s probably one of those.” Making a small slicing motion on his wrist, Kazuhiko’s chuckles grew until they arrived into the auditorium, having sure to keep Jonaton at his side so he could bother the boy into answering more questions, potentially bringing up the Royal Five while at it. Every group needed a member that wasn’t too bright, but whose charms could cover for it. Jonaton had that and more, particularly his accent, something he personally liked listening to. Kazuhiko hummed a small tune as he watched the principal move center stage, her eyes wandering over the many boys in the room that were either chatting amongst themselves, slouching in their seats with the desire to be somewhere else, or staring right back at her. He rolled his eyes, deeming the woman a pervert- but an attractive one. His eyes found Jonaton’s, setting the stage to start up another round of small talk that he would remotely criticize every now and then. “I haven’t introduced myself yet, have I?” His hand shot out, grasping his new acquaintance’s in his own. “I am Mukumura, Kazuhiko; it’s your pleasure to have met me. “





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（ OUTOFCHARACTER ） ♂

Self ; ;

Abrupt ending is abrupt.

Muku-chan, why are you such a jerk? D:

[luv-huni-senpai]

JONATON |ANDREW| PFLEUGER

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XxXJonaton bit down on his cheek at the other males comment. Did he just think he could say whatever he wanted and it was OK because he was attractive, and it seemed like most of the people in the school would listen to him? He let out a deep breath, and tried to send away the dark thoughts forming the the corner of his mind. "I come from Germany, though I also speak French. And Japanese obviously, and English, and a few more languages, and I play flute, and according to my grades from pervious school years, despite being over active, I'm a top student. So no, I don't think that you could say foreign people are stupid. At least not this guy." He

XxXHis attention shifted when he noticed the male that the blonde pointed out. He didn't have the air of a poser about him. "Who knows. But judging a book by its cover isn't always the smartest thing." He said, giving the fakest and biggest smile he could muster, before his attention shifted to the principal. Of course, only a female would think of trapping a bunch of guys in one school. She must be some sort of pervert or something. That was why Jonaton never bothered with women or girls to much, they liked the weirdest things...

XxXJonaton looked back at the boy speaking. "Charmed, I'm sure." Jonaton said, giving another fakeish smile. He could tell that this male would probably keep him from getting over the top, but he wasn't sure he really wanted to be associated with this male. Of course, high school was just a place for social classes, and it would be good to be on top, and make new friends. "So Mukumura-kun. Would it interest you to know, that your in the company of someone who has ties to one of the biggest modeling agencies in the world, with their base in Paris France?" He asked. If the other kid was going to try to make him seem small, or stupid, the least he could do was return the favour in the least obvious way he could. The second the words were out of his mouth, his hand found his necklace, and he smiled.

XxX"Ich vermisse dich Mama."(I miss you mama) He muttered this to himself, as his eyes moved around the room, the heels of his feet rising up from the ground, and touching back moments later, giving the illusion that he was rocking back and forth standing upright. To any outsider, it might seem like the male was just a simple minded foreigner. Those who spoke with him would probably be shocked by his intelligence.

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[Rainbow Kappukeki]

Miss Hyama saw as all of the boys went to the destinated area as she wished. She smiled to see so many attractive boy in one room. "Excuse me~!" Miss Hyama called in a sing-song voice, silencing the room. "Welcome to Carlisle School For Boys. I'm your principal, Miss. Shino Isabella Hyama. She shuffled up the papers, passing it to one student to pass around the room. "You are now receiving a paper about your schedule and dorm rooms. If you didn't pay your student fees, no dorm for you.♥ Miss Hyama exhaled. "All of you boys are blessed to be here right now, this is an excellent school for young boys who strive to be their best and actually want to be more than a dirty hobo in life.

Yuki received his paper with his new schedule, passing the remaining papers to the other boys in the room. He wasn't very pleased with it.

Schedule for My First Year At Carlisle
1st period: Math
2nd period: English
3rd period: Reading
4th period: Home economics
5th period: P.E
6th period: History
7th period: Biology
8th period: Elective {See Miss Hyama to select an elective}
Miss S. Hyama♥

OOC: I JUST DID A ONE-LINER?! I can't really do anything with Yuki right now, but he'll do more.

[RAAAGE]

YOU LIVE A LIE

"huh, maggot." The red-head cleared his throat as he rubbed the bottom of his heel into a freshmans Spine. His chest was popped out but his arms and shoulders had lazily slumped back long ago. While looking down on the other his gaze never moved, he didn't even blink. The student under his shoe collapsed onto his stomach, gasping for air and sobbing at the same time. "Your Mad're and Fath're are not present here, yeh know." He grind-ed his heal harder, to the point he could feel his own foot heating up like a rug burn. "Yo Fergie! Need a hand? Or should I say fo-" "Shut up." He murmured not bothering to turn around and see which follower 'friend' it was. "Just go away, Tom." "But It's Jason..." " . . . ." "Alright man, leaving! ha ha...!" Tom left, laughing it off.

Still using his foot, Fergall shoved the student over on his back so he could get a good look at his face. He starred down at him, moving his hands up to rest on his hips. "If I ever catch you doing that again, I will've personally tear off your cake-hole. G' it?" He flexibly bent forward holding his hips, almost aligning eyes with the other. "C-Cake hole?...." The male sniffled before nodding softly. Fergall finally released his foot off the students back and the other jumped up yelling; "I'll get you for this! You better watch your back, Assbean!" before running away as fast as possible. Assbean....Ainfean? What. He rolled his eyes and stood up straight. Then stuffed his hands back in his pockets where they originally were.

When he turned around, the small crowd that had gathered went dead silent and quickly shuffled away the next second. Fergall grabbed his knapsack off the ground and threw it over his shoulder, holding one strap. The rest of his stuff was still in his dorm from last year. He got the same room by pulling some strings but that didn't assure he had not roommate again. He gave a tug on the strap and began walking down the path that led up to the front of the school. His other hand was in his pocket, playing with a Hairpin he received from his mother on his eighteenth birthday.

[- skyari chan -]

D i m i t r i Y u u V a l e n t i n e

Getting out the forbidden, ultra warm car. The red head then turned back and bent over to see none other than his own mother smiling. She knew what she did. He wasn't one for hot weather, since it made him sick. "Goodbye mother." he simply stated and he mother looked offended, "What?! No kiss or hug!? I didn't raise you to become so cold, Dimitri Valentine!". That name. He frowned a bit but then leaned back into the hot car and kissed his mom of the cheek. "There." he backed out quickly and retrieved his things from the truck. He saw plenty of guys already, going to something that seemed pretty important. "Got to go. I'll call you later." he told her after grabbing his bags and gave her a smile. She took that and waved off to him, driving off.

Dimitri sighed and started walking. He did happened to catch something about going to the auditorium though. As he followed the mass students, he listened to the overly excited principal and was confused. Their schedule? He received his and scanned over it.

Schedule - First Year - Carlisle
1st period: P.E.
2nd period: Biology
3rd period: Math
4th period: Home economics
5th period: History
6th period: Reading
7th period: English
8th period: Elective {See Miss Hyama to select an elective}
Miss S. Hyama♥

It wasn't bad he guessed. Anything to keep him interested. But now, the dorms situation.. He sighed at the never ending confusion of his.
//O.O.C. :: //


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► To whom am I speaking with? - No one
► Hmm, where am I? - Auditorium
► Now I'm feeling rather - Confused

[I cynical_xLOVE I]

★ （ MUKUMURAKAZUHIKO ） ✻

☆ BOW BEFORE YOUR PRINCE !!
☆ 02 IN COMMAND

♂ LET'S START A RIOT
I A L W A Y S G E T M Y W A Y



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★xxxJonaton said something. . quite a few somethings that Kazuhiko could only nod and pretend to be listening to. He appeared to want to have said something by body actions, those Kazuhiko was sure to take notice of, but quickly dismissed it with a high level of tolerance. German. Multilingual. Smart and Spicy. It was surely a wild combination that he could not find much problem in, at least purposely. He’d always do his best to find something that would tick someone- or anyone off on various levels. Although he’d yet to get a good beating, one that he couldn’t distract with words, Kazuhiko was sure on his limits every now and then. He could press further on this Jonaton character until he found true reason. It would be far from fun just to have the average. Jonaton would always deflect his indirect insults in a way so that they didn’t appear as so at all. It was far too humorous in his opinion, and even that odd boy they saw outside may have gave a laugh or two- if he was a good sport, anyway. Jonaton was smiling by then, the sort of smile that confessed to wanting to “strangle you while making you dinner.” Kazuhiko wasn’t too apprehensive, though it did make him want to be slightly guarded about certain things. He’d test his luck a little more before anything. In his little, wooden foldable seat in the auditorium, he once again scooted to invade Jonaton’s space, smiling all the while. “French, you say? I took that during my Freshman years, but I never caught it. Tell me, there was this phrase.. Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, I believe? Could you translate that for me? I’ll be very grateful,” His cheek rested on his palm, obviously amused and a little excited. Who knew what sort of things he could squeeze out of this German!

★xxxKazuhiko was visibly surprised moments later when Jonaton proudly stated his connections to a modeling company. The formal way it was mentioned caused him to be taken back. Jonaton was biting him right back at their game. To mask his momentary shock, he turned his gaze from Jonaton’s face to the newcomers- all obviously late on their first day. Ms. Hyama was passing out the schedules then, which he found to be only for the freshmen at the moment. They would get theirs eventually, he supposed. The new boys into the auditorium included a redhead with the appearance of irritation and another, more meek looking boy with soft-looking, berry-colored hair. A cutie and another spicy character to add to his list of candidates, Kazuhiko noted. While he stared, he wondered once or twice if either boy had noticed him. He hoped not. There were far too many targets at one time. “Jonaton,” he said coolly, returning his sights to the rocking boy. He seemed to be elsewhere in thought, and the blond was once tempted to try and frighten him if not for better judgment. “Are you still with me, or has your flying saucer come and taken you away?” He teased, prodding at the silver-haired boy with his index finger. Kazuhiko paused to adjust his eyewear every now and then, as it would slip down his nose in an irritating fashion. He smiled in his own way, feeling a little less challenging and a little more playful around his new companion. Of course, that wouldn’t stop him from being a jerk every now and then. That was just a natural occurrence.





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（ OUTOFCHARACTER ） ♂

@Self ; ;

Oh, Muku-chan, you.

So inappropriate.

Anyway, again, welcome both Toxic and Rage!

[MonochromeMascot]

Honda, Ryonnusuke

Darega materu no doko made?
ikeru wa aeru
takito natsu kiipu nanka ja
kyou mo asu mo kitto todokanai

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დ Ryo took a good look at his schedule which read:

Schedule - Carlisle First Year - Honda, Ryonnusuke
1st Period: P.E.
2nd Period: G&T English
3rd Period: Geometry
4th Period: Home economics
5th Period: AP U.S Government
6th Period: Fundamentals of Art
7th Period: G&T Biology
8th Period: Chorus
Miss S. Hyama♥

The young man smiled to himself; clearly content with the classes he was assigned. He noticed that a lot of the other students around him weren't, however, judging from the loud groans and occasional shouts he was hearing. The blonde-haired male (Yuki) beside Ryo looked rather unhappy with his schedule as well. "May I ask what classes you were assigned?" Ryo questioned the boy, after lightly tapping on his shoulder to catch his attention. He was curious as to what was so bad about some of these classes.

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Ima yozora no nadeeru houkiboshi
Sha la la la kara deteru merody
kimi ni mitsukete hoshii dake nanoni
utsumuite icchau mitsukararenai desho?

[KOMULIN]

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★ FOR SOME REASON, HE FELT like he was being talked about. Perhaps it was the general atmosphere? Whatever it was, Kazuma didn't pester with it; he liked staying to himself. After all, he didn't want to catch any stupidity from the surrounding students. At the sound of the announcement made by Miss Hyama herself, the raven-haired junior found his lips slightly pursed in disapproval. The young woman spoke in a manner in which radiated hearts. Not only did this irritate him, but it also made him wonder why she was allowed to run a school with her current attitude. If anything, it seemed like a sick school girl's fantasy-- and to actually be a part of her intentions? It made him want to puke. But of course, he didn't. Waving off this thought, Kazuma tightened his grip on his suitcase and pulled it toward the crowd that was beginning to file into the auditorium. He didn't, however, join the large group. Being around people, specifically crowds of any sort, irked him. Stupidity was contagious, and he didn't want to take any chances to prove that wrong.

★ IF HE WERE TO MAKE A LIST of the top ten things that pissed him off, slow walkers would definitely make the ranks. Since when was it possible to walk this slow? Pondering over this thought, Kazuma removed the cigarette from his mouth with his free fingers and parted his lips to allow the smoke to escape. This action temporarily soothed him from the situation, but didn't help at all when he noted a chestnut haired male. If he wasn't mistaken, this guy was the one with the weird accent-- that was basically all Kazuma could remember about him. Passing the vague memory as nothing, the raven-haired student placed the cigarette back between his lips and continued to tail the crowd into the auditorium. Upon arrival, the chatter among students began ceasing dramatically, telling him that Miss Hyama was about to begin. True to his prediction, the redheaded principal opened her mouth and began the welcome. Kazuma didn't exactly listen to what she had to say-- he was positive that it was the same old "Welcome to Carlisle, blah, blah, blah, don't be stupid, and have a nice school year" speech. As she continued with her bubbly words, a piece of paper with his schedule printed on it was delivered to him, and without much thought, he glimpsed over the classes listed for this term.

★ SCHEDULE: ATSUSHI, KAZUMA: 3RD YEAR
★ FIRST PERIOD: Japanese III
★ SECOND PERIOD: Physics
★ THIRD PERIOD: Pre-Calculus
★ FOURTH PERIOD: Japanese Government
★ FIFTH PERIOD: English III
★ SIXTH PERIOD: World History
★ SEVENTH PERIOD: Home Economics
★ EIGHTH PERIOD: Physical Education

★ HAH. AS IF HE WAS GOING TO attend any of these classes. The only one he had a choice in was his eighth period, and being the lazy a** he was, he chose the easiest class. Besides, he could probably get away with skipping, since there were so many students in there, anyway. Folding up the piece of paper, Kazuma tucked it in his pocket and began making his way out of the auditorium. As he went, he was stopped abruptly by a male with pale red hair that stood in his path, reading over a schedule. Kazuma narrowed his eyes ever so slightly on the other, somewhat recognizing him as a fellow junior, before reached up and drawing the cigarette from his mouth. As the smoke escaped, his blue eyes took in the student's features. The other looked considerably pathetic compared to him-- friendly eyes, soft expression. Absolutely pathetic. "Are you waiting for your Prince Charming?" Kazuma couldn't help but ask, yet, without giving the other a chance to answer, he continued, "Move. You're blocking the exit."

★ OUT OF CHARACTER whoo, finally posted; sorry for the delay! > 3< @cynical; thisisreallylatebut-- thank yoooou! i'm glad you like him. (8 <3 aha, their birthdays are next to each other; i didn't realize that until now! xD

[Rainbow Kappukeki]

MonochromeMascot

Yuki turned around and saw the boy who was talking to him. "Uhh, sure!" Yuki took a look at his schedule and recited what the principal wrote on the paper. 1st period, I have Algebra III, 2nd period I have English II, 3rd period I have Reading, 4th period I have Home economics, 5th period I have P.E, 6th period Japanese History, and finally, I have for7th period, Biology Yuki replied, looking at the boy who addressed him. "How about you?"

[MonochromeMascot]

Honda, Ryonnusuke

Darega materu no doko made?
ikeru wa aeru
takito natsu kiipu nanka ja
kyou mo asu mo kitto todokanai

☆•.¸¸.•´¯`•.¸¸.¤

დ Ryo smiled at how compliant friendly this boy seemed to be. "Well, I have P.E. first, then G&T English, Geometry, Home economics, AP U.S Government, Fundamentals of Art, G&T Biology, and lastly, Chorus~" The boy replied in a cheerful tone. "And what a coincidence, it looks like we have English, Home economics, and Biology together." Ryo added with a small smile.

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Ima yozora no nadeeru houkiboshi
Sha la la la kara deteru merody
kimi ni mitsukete hoshii dake nanoni
utsumuite icchau mitsukararenai desho?

[Lockjaw Hermaphrodite]

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M A S A

“My, my isn’t this cozy” Masa murmured to himself dully, voice thick and raspy with a kind of comfortable physical exhaustion. A worn white undershirt clung to his back, a light sheen of sweat sticking it there despite the slight chill. The stylish uniform pants somehow looked dingy and worn in conjunction, silver beltbuckle haphazardly cinching the slightly baggy trousers in place across his hips. Out of place, a pair of heavy-duty rubber surgical gloves were shoved into the back left pocket of the pants, the fingertips peeking out in all their bright blue glory.

The rest of the uniform was balled up in a hefty black duffel bag, which he carried close to his person. It clinked suspiciously with every step, and he shifted it from arm to arm as if it were either very heavy, or it cost him some physical pain to keep a hold on it. Step. Clink. Step.

At his side, and rapidly retreating now, a boy in a rumpled school uniform moved toward the auditorium, casting a single, confused glance over his shoulder before slipping into the auditorium. He’d been on school grounds for approximately two hours now, and he had to admit it wasn’t terrible thus far. He’d run into the slightly older boy even now running from his company within minutes of coming on-campus; minutes later, Masa’d convinced him to move to the comfort of a nearby bathroom.

He’d been sweet, the boy, though Masa doubted he’d look him up again. It had been a christening gesture; just to make sure things started out on the right foot here.

He cast a wary look toward the auditorium itself; he could hear a woman’s voice coming from within; probably the principal. He…didn’t have any interest in that. Instead, he leaned against a nearby wall, sliding down to sit on the floor.

[- skyari chan -]

D i m i t r i Y u u V a l e n t i n e

Dimitri read the papers over and over again, sighing and repeating his steps. He ignored the crowds of guys piling out of the room and he realized he was near one of the exits himself. The red head then smelled the smell of smoke before a voice followed through his sense of hearing. "Wah...?" he asked, not completely hearing what he said. After compressing first, he realized what the taller figure said. Dimitri looked up at him and looked him over. As if he was checking him out, not in the 'I want to get with you' kind of way. Just to 'see' what kind of person he could put him under.

"There are more exits you know." he said stubbornly as to not move out the guy's path. He then looked at the cigarette and 'responsibly told' him, "Smoking can kill you.". Days of standing up for himself really give him a cold exterior, but truthfully he was deathly afraid. His crimson eyes then brighten as he looked up at the dark haired male and he put a playful smile on, "Are you suppose to be my new bully?" he asked. He knew the question would probably throw him off, but it seems as if faith brought the two to learn something from one another.


//O.O.C. :: I'm on my phone, so no quotations or color :c //


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► To whom am I speaking with? - My new bully
► Hmm, where am I? - Auditorium
► Now I'm feeling rather - Afraid secretly