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 Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 4:04 pm
 Ms. SmartiePants ► my name is ☆
►► Andreana Lee Roberts
► but call me ☆
►► Andy, or Andrea
► i happen to be ☆
►► 18 years old
► and i was born ☆
►► 1990/Sept/11
► and this happens to be my story ☆
►► You probably have known or even seen those smart kids at school that were too smart for their own good, come on, you know what I am talking about. They always got straight A's, perfect attendance, were a part of extraccuricular activities, and was always seen struggling to carry around all the numerous book that they needed to carry around on a daily basis? The kids that as soon as they see a B marked anywhere on their term paper would burst in to tears, had their hand raised for every question ever asked in the classroom, and with the perfectly organized folders, neatly seperated by every subject and day of the week. You know what I am talking about, every school has one of those. Well, I happened to be one. But it was hard coming from a huge family of lawyers, politicians, scientist, doctors, my family was easily the super geniuses of the world. I came from a rich family as well, I guess it pays off to be smart, but that only means their little daughter was only going to get the best, which in their minds not only means earning the top grade in every class but taking extra classes for language, piano, mathematics, medicine, economics, and forensics with a college professor that they hired to continue to teach me outside of school. My life is always busy, I go straight home after school everyday to start all my extra classes and I dont stop until dinnertime, at which time I need to spend that time studying until I go to bed. Needless to say, I havent known a world outside of learning, I don't even know what a board game is, and don't even mention my social life.
► this is who i am ☆
►► I have been told that I am a very distant and aloof person, sometimes connecting too much on the facts and not the actual person to relate to anyone. I can be sarcastic most of the time, but obvious jokes and humor usual goes over my head and I don't understand it. I hate loosing or being proven wrong, and I have a competitive side, especially when it comes to debates and providing facts. I hate to admit it, but I am naive to the world, my entire life has been books and hiding behind ancient words, so most of the time I try to act more grown up than I am so people don't mess with me.
► my bloodline can go on forever.... ☆
►► Half Japanese, half Greek
► this is my other puppet ☆
►► Bakura RyouSarbetahi
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 5:14 pm
(lol i like the profile style, never seen it before xP. I said Bakura but Marik is just as sexy. Bakura twas my first fave.) Name: Kanika Neith(meanind Dark or Black Water) Age: 18 Origin: Egypt Personality: whatever my mood is I'll act accordingly Appearance:  Co playing: Seto
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Posted: Mon Oct 05, 2009 6:40 pm
(clarifying that i'm after said Yami x3. keep the name I was letting u know)
Kanika sat on a grave marker kicking her feet back and forth she was enjoying the early morning before she would have to rush off to school. her brother Yugi, or rather cousin, though she considered him a brother, entered the graveyard.
Yugi walked up to Kanika "what are you doing in a place like this? isn't it creepy?" he asked while getting closer to his sister.
Kanika laughed softly "no dear brother it is quite peaceful. all the dead wish is to be left in peace." she said sweetly. as she hummed a song softly. she was quite nice to her cousin but she hated his alwaus cheery friends and kept away when they were around.
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 5:38 pm
There was a thin aroma of leather in the backseat of the car, flashes of light flooding the dark vehicle as it passed by tree after tree, building after building, and nothing but the noise of slightly crinkled pages of an book. There Andy sat in the middle of the backseat by herself, her knees pulled up tightly to her chest as her back hunched forward, her eyes quickly darting past words in her book as her mind flooded with the world of history her book currently held. It was easy for Andy to engross in a book so much that she would fail to notice anything going around her, especially when the book in questioning was a book on ancient history. History was her favorite. Her parents always told her she needed to have a good career that made something of herself, a career that when she told people it they would look at her in jealousy at having such a wonderful life and how she could be so smart. So far, an archeologist seemed to be something she was shooting for, it was probably something her parents did'nt have in mind, she had a feeling their daughter would go more for something like a doctor after all the medical classes they have had her taken, but she wasn't passionate about it. For some reason, whenever she thought about history, or finding missing pieces to their world so that she can gain more knowledge to how they lived and adapted, she felt a rush through her, a rush she couldn't ignore.
"We are here Ms. Roberts," The bored voice of her driver said up from the steering wheel in front. It was enough to grab her attention from her loving book after hearing that name.
"Please, Alexander, It's Andy," She replied back in a nonchalant tone, having had told him this exact phrase almost everyday since he became her driver. With a sigh, Andy grabbed her brown leather backpack and stepped outside the car to her school. Without bothering to look at anyone, Andy swung the backpack on her shoulder and proceeded up the stairs to the front door as she heard the car drive away behind her. The feeling of eyes on her back was apparent, it was something that happened almost everyday as most students in this school came from needy families, seeing the sight of their classmate being able to have her own driver to take her to school everyday was probably foreign to them. However, it still happened everyday, so it was probably for another reason, a reason that was still unknown to her.
Eyes glued to the floor in front of her, Andy just barely made her way to her locker without bumping in to other students and opened it swiftly with her combination. It was time for another day at school.
(( Okay, tahts fine smile I can play the yami. Though I am confused, I dont know how to play the yami fully in this setting, so I will probably just switch them out until maybe the yami part decides to terrorize the school or something. It's a working idea ^^;;
BTW sorry for not eplying yesterday, I didnt know that I will be busy yesterday. ))
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Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2009 6:03 pm
(lol k x3)
another limo pulled up to the High school... Seto Kiaba stepped out with his usual glare, cold expression, and oh so mighty posture. he flung his school bag over his shoulder and grabbed his suitcase that had his laptop. After shutting the door he strode up the walkway, pushing anyone out of his way who wasn't smart enough to move on their own.
Kanika got up and smiled "I'll do the usual walk with you till you meet up with your friends." she told her cousin sweetly and they began their walk to the usual spot. Once there she turned to her cousin, ignoring his friends "be good, don't get into any trouble." she said before walking on her way. When she was walking she came across a pale Albino with large brown eyes "hey... you're Ryou, right?" she asked sweetly.
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