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A young baby cries out in the dark night. Rain suffocates the simple cry before it can reach the many open windows. A mother hushes the young child, a tear running down her cheek. She turns down a dark alley and runs through the puddles, they splash her. A big building shines on the horizen with its bright yellow windows. The mother gives a brisk smile and runs up the steps, a patter of her feet on the wet concrete. She places the baby basket down where the rain had not touched the concrete, and she attatches a note with her name onto her blanket. She kisses the child, and turnes and runs down the steps after banging the door. The baby cries, and teh dor opens. A man takes the baby in, and looks around. No one. Another abandoned baby.

Welcome to Sacrificial Hopes. An orphanage for all races. Demons, Angels, and even humans. MAny people have abandoned their children, or have had their children run away to this orphanage. Not many people adopt from this place, and Sacrificial Hopes does not mind. The Headmistress Isabella accepts all.


Current Weather Update ---->
The sun is shining birghtly, not a single breeze filters through the air.

Current Time ---->
It is currently noon.

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[R]ules ---------------->
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-N.eglected and Moopstar are the owners of this RP so whatever we say, goes. No ifs ands or buts.
-This is a semi literate-Literate RP so no using ** for actions or ** for talking. Do something along the lines of this

"Hey there" Neora said as she greeted Kyle
-No Godmodding allowed
-follow Gaia ToS
-If you Join and arn't active in a week we will eat your face off ( literally)
-If you Join and don't come back then your automatically on the black list
-Follow all of our rules
-For you profile PM when you pm either Moopstar or N.eglected, put the rp title in the topic space. Otherwise you will be declined.
-You have to make at least a 3 sentance post each time, if you have trouble making that then just listen to a song or something
-for OOC, use brakets such as [] {} () or do doubles like ((




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User Image [W]elcome to The Fairgrounds ---->

The main house -->

Floor 1 --> The first floor is the main floor. The kitchen, foyer, dining room, and grand staircase lie here.
Floor 2 --> There are 3 rooms on the second floor. 3 Bathrooms and a playroom.
Floor 3 -->There are 3 rooms on the third floor. 3 Bathrooms and a art room.
Floor 4 -->There are 3 rooms on the fourth floor. 3 Bathrooms and a library.
Floor 5 -->There are 5 rooms on the fifth floor. 3 Bathrooms and a staircase to the 6th floor.
Floor 6 -->These are the staff rooms. There are 5 rooms up here. The staircase to the attic lies here also
Attic -->Staff are the only ones allowed in the attic. It holds all the papers on teh orphans.
Basement --> No one is allowed in the basement except the head mistress.


Grounds -->

Playground -->The playground is a big... playground. It has swings, a teetertotter, a junble gym, and little ricking horses.
Stables -->The stables has 5 horses. A large riding ring is the only place that "novice" riders are allowed to be. [The horses will be under profiles]
Feild -->A large feild surrounds the house. It stretches down to the lake, and out to the driveway
Gardens -->The gardens are behind the house. The only entrance to the gardens, is a hidden gate, behind a massive pile-up of vines. Its near-impossible to find.
Lake -->The lake stretches far out. It touches the other side of the land at a good 7 miles. The land is almost non-visible if you stand on the shore. It gets very deep near the middle, and the orphans are usually not allowed to be around here.


Rooms Available -->

Floor 2 --> 1, 2, 3
Floor 3 --> 1, 2, 3
Floor 4 --> 1, 2, 3
Floor 5 --> 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Floor 6 --> 1, 2, 3, 4, 5


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[P]rofile Layout ------------>
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Orphans Sheet

Username
Name
Nickname If any
Age
Gender
Race
Appearance NO AVI DESCRIPTIONS WHATSOEVER , pictures are welcomed or a nicely detailed post
History Minimum 3 sentances
Personality Minimum 3 sentances
Other Put any other information here that you'd like us to know about
Floor Number See post above
Room Number See post above


[b]Username[/b]
[b]Name[/b]
[b]Nickname[/b]
[b]Age[/b]
[b]Gender[/b]
[b]Race[/b]
[b]Appearance[/b]
[b]History[/b]
[b]Personality[/b]
[b]Other[/b]
[b]Floor Number[/b]
[b]Room Number[/b]


Staff Sheet

Username
Name
Nickname
Age
Gender
Race
Appearance
History
Personality
Other
Room Number
Staff Position Nurse, Janitor, Teacher


[b]Username[/b]
[b]Name[/b]
[b]Nickname[/b]
[b]Age[/b]
[b]Gender[/b]
[b]Race[/b]
[b]Appearance[/b]
[b]History[/b]
[b]Personality[/b]
[b]Other[/b]
[b]Room Number[/b]
[b]Staff Position[/b]


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The Headmistress -->
moopstar
Username Moopstar
Name Isabella Demare
Nickname Izzy
Age appears to be around 25
Gender Female
Race Angel
Appearance
http://i107.photobucket.com/albums/m297/Demon_hunter_dominion/1110933027_3-1238-130.jpg
But with Larger, longer wings, and a older version of her
History Left as a orphan led Isabella to open her arms up and build her own orphanage. When she was a child, both parents walked out on her so she knows the feeling of being left alone. She was adopted into a small family, but once she turned to be about twenty, her orphanage started up.
Personality Being the laid back person she is, Isabella is kind. She can be stern at times when need be, but mostly she is outgoing. This was a good personality for this headmistress because more children were to like her instead
Other N/A
Room Number 5
Staff Position Headmistress


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The Staff -->

zurui_hebi
Username zurui_hebi
Name Koukan Iigestu
Nickname Koii, Kou
Age 20
Gender male
Race human/cat demon
Appearance
Koukan
History his perents died when he was 6 years old and he had to go live with his only living relative, his uncle.when he was 16 he ran away due to neglect and torture. the police caught him but he refused to go back to his abuseive uncle, so they took him to the orphanage. he liked the orphanage, and aplied for a job there so he wouldnt have to leave when he turned 18. he has been studing to be a doctor sence he was 10 years old.
Personality kind and considerate, and is slightly outgoing, can be shy at times, normally keeps to himself, well mannered.
Other he has a pet cat, it's name is Hagaki, its a grey tabby and never goes down to the 5th floor. his nick name is his first 2 letters of his first name , and the first 2 letters of his last name.
Room Number 2
Staff Position doctor


death_conqueror
Username death_conqueror
Name Shan El Moira
Nickname Shan
Age 204
Gender Female
Race Cat demon
Appearance Shan
History Born from the Mother Earth, without any parents, she grew. She lived by eating the deads, killing any who comes to slay the 'corpse eater'. When she was old enough to understand and think, she decided to help the abandoned children, and joined the orphanage.
Personality She is generally kind and generous, but once she gets mad, she is very hard to take care of.
Other She have never ate a single kid of the orphanage... Well, at least until now...
Room Number 4
Staff Position Nurse and Teacher


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The Orphans -->

N.eglected
Username N.eglected
Name Arctic
Nickname Art
Age 15
Gender Female
Race Human
Appearance Arctic
History She was abandoned at the steps of the orphanage as a baby. A caretaker took her in the building moments before she would have froze. She grew up at the orphanage, and does not even remember. She thought that she was left there when her parents went on a vacation, and tended to have random nightmares over their "Trip". It took her 3 years to realize that she was abandoned as a small cihld, and That has haunted her ever since.At the age of 13, Arctic liked to go out on the streets alot. She would normally get pushed around, robbed, or worse because she was so weak, and barely cared. She has grown attatched to this place, and does not want to be adopted. Any time someone comes looking for a child, she will hide under her covers, or pretend to be afraid of them and hide. She may also get violent.
PersonalityShe is usually a very sad girl. But when she is around the horses, she perks up and becomes very happy. She loves horses. She may also become quite happy if people she likes are around her. Her guitar is her life, and she is very shy.She is very weak, and very skinny. She can't even stand up sometimes. People take advantage of her weakness all the time. She can and usaually will use verbal fighting, since she lacks strength.
Other She loves to play her guitar
Floor Number 5
Room Number1


Ki Quickstrike
Orphans Sheet

Username: Ki_Quickstrike
Name: ki Quickstrike
Nickname: Quick
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: fallen Angel
Appearance: User Image
History: Ki had to run from home his parents where sought after by the goverment, they where worried for him for they might have took him away. Ki likes to be called Quick because of how fast he can run he got the name from his father. befor he left his father and mother gave him a family air loon.
Personality: He's a Random guy, he might be hyper at some times like a small child, a grown adults or just whating to be left alone it changes at time to time.
Other: the family air loon is a very old staff.
Floor Number: 5
Room Number: 5


moopstar
Username Moopstar
Name Kia
Nickname Kia (big shocker there!)
Age 15
Gender Female
Race Human
Appearance Kia
History She was abused as a young 5 year old. Kia had no clue on why her father did so, but it surely confused her at such a young age. Her father said it was because he loved her, but really it wasn't. Her mother had enough and took Kia, at the age of 13, away from her father, not wanting to see her get hurt anymore than she was. Once her mother was found by her father, she was killed because he was furious. Her legs ran as fast as she could, and one morning, she had found herself laying infront of the orphanage, weak and almost dead. Isabella had taken her in after that, having her cared for as well as she needed to be cared.
Personality She is very solidified from everyone else. She tends to be more silent, but yet she is kind. However, if you really get on her nerves, she may blow up in your face.
Other
Floor Number 5
Room Number 4


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UsernameGreen Requiem
NameJaelie Sullivan
NicknameJae
Age14
GenderFemale
RaceAngel
AppearancePiccer
HistoryJae left her mother in hope of escaping her demanding and critical attitude towards her. Jae's mother was convinced she would be a prodedgy. The best 10-year-old biolinist out there but Jaelie dissapointed her. This resulted in abuse towards. Jae didn't leave until a few months later when the abuse began to increase. As she wondered the streets she came across the orphanage.
Personality Jaelie is somewhat of a quiet girl, but what she lacks in voice she makes up in violin. Jae is independent and strongwilled, maybe even a little stubborn at times and sticks to her beliefs because they were all she had under mother's house. She doesn't want to admit it but she loves the violin even if it was forced upon by her mother. She is shy but she is loyal to her friends and will do almost anything to defend one. She isn't one to trust someone easily though.
Othershe has a scar on her leg that is hidden by the dress she arrives in.
Floor Number2
Room Number3


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The Horses -->

N.eglected
Name: Eclipse
Breed: Pegasus
Level: Extremely Advanced
Owned By: Arctic
Personality: Elipse listens to no one BUT Arctic, get on her back, and she'll buck you off and trample yah. Touch her, and expect a gut full of hooves.
Picture:Eclipse


N.eglected
Name: Nightcourt
Breed: Arabian
Level: Beginner
Owned By:
Picture:Nightcourt


N.eglected
Name: Shadow
Breed: Hanoverian
Level: Intermediate
Owned By: -----
Picture: Shadow


N.eglected
Name: Rath
Breed: Hanoverian
Level: Beginner
Owned By: Thorn
Picture: Rath


N.eglected
Name: Rain
Breed: Paint
Level: Beginner
Owned By: ----
Picture: Rain



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White List- if you are good, then you can get put on here


Black List- If you are completely horrible you are put on here


Grey List- If you break one minor rule you are on here


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The girl with blonde hair sat up in her bed. She looked around, looking for someting new. no. Still the same old room, with the same old posters, decorations, and look like the day before. And the day before that. She dropped her head and sighed. She remembered when she found out that her parents truely had left her here, and how Mistress Isabella took such good care of her. She hated this room. She hated this place! Yet she loved it at the same time. As much as she wanted to tear away fro mthis place into a family, the other residents, the head mistress, the building. She was attatched. Like she belonged here. She brought her knees up to her chest and wrapped her slender arms around them. Her head lowered into them and she closed her eyes for a moment. Reopening them she finally crawled out of bed, and switched from pajamas, to a skirt, her stockings, her boots, and her shirt. [See picture] She put on a scarf for no reason, it wasnt even cold in here. It was basically her trademark. She flicked on the lights and it flickered. She turned it off, paraniod. Shuddering she made her way to the curtains and drew them back to be greeted by a lovely summer day. Pfft. "A lovely summer day". Maybe to the other residents. For her, it was just another day, in her own hellish misery.

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Emilia's eyes opened and she looked around the room. The room she had painted blue then posted with posters and drawings of hers. It was a nice room, and it was all she had, so she liked it. Brushing her hair out of her eyes and yawned, standing. She was wearing some too-big pj pants and a Flogging Molly t-shirt. It was one of her favorite bands. She pulled back her hair and walked out of the room, humming a random song. One she didn't even know she knew. She just always had.

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Her legs carried the 25 year old towards the main foyer. She would be seeing all of the usual orphans, and the special ones in which she thought of as almost her own children. Arctic was one of them, ever since Art was a child, she cared for her, as well as the other orphans. With all the others inside of this orphanage, Isabella held a spot for all of them in her heart. Even the rule breaking misfits had a spot in her heart for everyone of them reminded her of herself in a way. This was one of the reasons why she had decided to create this orphanage, not to bring back old memories, but to help stop the horrid memories for the other kids to go away.

Her arms clad in the grey cloth, and her body covered in the same colors, moving around. Today she would be taking some of the orphans to the stables to go horse riding. Yes they had enough money to afford horses for the orphans to ride. Hell this wasn't one of the ordinary orphanages that you see everyday, it was something that no children, or teenagers will get bored of and try to run away at any chance they get. It was a almost to perfect planned orphanage. She had planned to have it this way for a while, ever since she was eighteen. The Stables were mainly for the older orphans, but yet there was a pony for some of the younger kids. The Playground was a perfect size for all the orphans here. The feild is perfect for if she had planned any activities for the kids to do, or just let them hang out and about in. The Garden was planned to be captivating for both genders, and all races. Last but not least, as she stopped at a window facing outwards, was a lake, the lake that was almost at the perfect tempurature for everyone all the time, except for when it was in the winter season. This is why she loved this place, it was perfectly planned for everything, well except the poor windows, which were sadly, breakable. If anything they were the things that cost the most with the orphanage, but she didn't care, the income was great and so she didn't really care about the costs for repairs.

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Her eyes scowled at the main staircase. How many times had she walked up and down this now? She put her hand on the smooth railing and walked down the stairs. Slowly, a step at a time, she made her way to the first floor. Thats what you get for being on the 5th floor. As soon as her feet touched the porcelain flooring, her boots felt padded, and she ran for the door. She opened it, and felt the sun beat her face. It was warm out, not windy. Nothing but warm. She ran out to the back towards the garden. Not many people knew ohw to get in. She found the gate behind the vines, and opened the door. The garden was beautiful, with all its cobble stone plaths. She marched through the leaves from the trees and went to a small box where she kept her guitar hidden. She brought it out and began to play a tune.


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Mira sat on one of the stairs near the bottom of the stair case. She was unaware of her surroundings, just busy writeing in her tablet. She set her tablet down as she hear foot steps, she made it dissapear so no one would wonder what is was. She tucked her knees to her chest and sat there intently playing with her shoe laces.

This was her normal spot, if you wanted to find her (which no one ever did) you would know where she was, in that same place. Although from time to time she might to out in the yard and watch clouds go by. But she was never in her room, she didn't even like sleeping in her room. She looked down at the place where her invisible tablet lay.

As the person passed she made her tablet visible again, she began writeing down little notes and adding little doodles to the side. Her tablet was filled with notes and doodles.

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Her ears soothed as she heard a tune being played. Knowing where it was coming from her legs guided herself towards the sound. Isabella knew who was playing as well. Not many people in the orphanage knew how to play an instrument or they did but they never played one because they simply didn't want to. Her legs guided her to the garden and she started weaving through many plants and smaller tree's to get to a certain place. She found a door and stood by it, for it being adjar she didn't want to go in yet. She wanted to listen for a bit longer before they would go out and go horse riding. Oh how Art's music was a nice treat for her ears. Her wings molded against the plants behind her as she lent back, leaving not as much weight for her legs to carry. Her head tilted forward as her golden locks fell infrong of her shoulders, and her bangs laid wildly against her forehead.

' She is really talented in more ways than one'

She thought as she listened some more to the nice Music. She had once played a instrument, but that was long ago. Hell if she was to pick it up now she probably wouldn't know how to play it anymore. But how much she loved the Alto Saxophone. When she was little thats all that she would ever do, was play on the saxophone. She decided to let Arctic to play the guitar as she weaved herself out of the gardens again. She walked into the front foyer and saw Mira sitting on the stairs.

"Hello Mira" She greeted kindly as she walked closer. She can always remember that Mira would be writing or drawing whenever she saw her. The girl was shy, but that didn't matter, it was just her personality inside that mattered.

"Would you be interested in riding the horses today?" She questioned the young girl. At her age Isabella remembered that she was this way, very shy and would never want anyone to see what she was doing
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