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 Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:25 pm
There's more detail to the title but that's the best title I had.
Only join with permission. I need a short profile on your charcter. I need that pm-ed to me if I haven't previosly talked to you about this rp.
This format.
Name:
Age: and Hair/eye color
Personality:
Ablities:
Bio:
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:33 pm
Name: Jean McCullah
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Wings: Bat Wings
Powers: Controls fire (Is still learning )
Visual Discription: Is 5 foot 4 inches tall with Curly brown hair and green eyes, her skin is fair and is pokadotted with tiny freckles.
Personality: She is up-beat and friendly and snaps little fireballs as a nervious habit.
Bio: She was sent to school by her parnets who think that she needs to learn more dicipline and respect.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:38 pm
Jean plopped down in one of the big leather leather chairs that where scattered around the library. She giggled as she snapped her fingers three times in rapid succession, "Class is so boreing." She snickered, she was ditching again.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:42 pm
Name: Dana Rethaning
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Wings: Black angel wings
Ablities: Some telepathic powers like some mind reading aura reading minor levitation and an extreme form of telepathic ablities.
Personality: Tends to keep to herself a lot. very dark mind. Snaps on people.
Bio: got sent to this school by her parents because they didn't want to deal with her.
Apprence: Blonde Hair Blue eyes about 5' 6" skinny. Pretty.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:44 pm
She snapped her fingers several more times, sending little fireballs up into the air. She glanced around looking for the old librarian- who liked to give her a harsh thump on head for making fireballs around so many books. Not seeing her she grinned and blew on her hand as she snapped- making a tiny flame thrower.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:45 pm
~I tend do rp's in the 1st person~
I sat on the 2nd floor stairs smoking a cigerette to keep myself under control. The pills hardly work at all now. I feel like running far away from here were no one can find me away from all the people here. In another year or two I'll do just that. People walked on by me smirking, glad to not be me.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:48 pm
What I'd do to get the money and leave this place. Then again with these wings it's not anyone would ever accpet me anywhere besides here. I belong and don't fit in here. Why was life constantly being a battle field for me. My teachers hate me, I'm to emtionly distrubed to be around other people and I pretty much hate myself. Not much left. I was sent to this school without a dime I'm pretty sure my parents will quit paying tution soon they don't care wither I live or die. Trust me I read aura's and thoughts.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:50 pm
((That's ok! ))
Jean got up, bored yet again. She smelled the faint sent of ciggerette smoke. Curious she followed the smell till she ws in a stairwell. Looking over the edge she saw a girl smoking. Interesting. She thought to her self. "Care if I bum one?" Jean called over the railing.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:54 pm
I glanced up. "It's not my problem." I stuck my hands in my pocket and walked towards the courtyard. She was lucky that's all I felt like doing. I was to tired to pay attention to her. I sat down on a bench. I checked my pack (crap only two left) I'll get some more tonight.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 6:58 pm
Jean followed her out into the courtyard, digging a cigerette out of her own poket- she popped it in her mouth, "Stingy." She muttered at the girl before snapping her fingers at the end of the cigerette- a fireball lighting the end.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 7:02 pm
~i g2g but you can make another post after this. i'm on every night from 7:00-10:00 but I live in Michigan~
"Stingy?" I smirked. "You don't know a thing about me." I left I was hoping she wasn't gonna follow me all day. i like to spend my time alone writing dark things somking drinking and sleeping. That's about it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 7:07 pm
((That's actually fantastic. I living in Oklahoma (It's 9 pm here.) I can Rp a little every day.)
Jean blew a stream of smoke after the girl, "I know that you're not in class and you're smoking. Isn't that enough?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 11:58 am
I shook my head now she's beginning to tick me off. "That doens't mean anything." I took a drag on the cigerette. Then I blowed some smoke.I walked on she kept following me.
"ok what do I fricken have to do to get you to buzz off?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 2:10 pm
"Humph." Jean snorted smoke out her nose. "You don't have to do anything one way or another." She streched her wings, "But you're the most entertaining thing around." Jean took one last drag of the ciggertte- finnishing it off. "Unless you can tell me something else that I can do to occupy my time."
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2007 5:13 pm
I was getting a headache I was reading all the thoughts and the auras around me were to bright her's held to much white. I dashed out of there into my dorm I went into the corner. Sometimes thoughts can give me pain I can only read thoughts of those who are in the room with me the same goes for auras. I sat in the corner my eyes closed and trying to cancel out all thoughts. I hate this ablity it brings nothing good for me pain it hurts this also contributes to my anti social problems. There are a few more reasons for that but not now.
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