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n a m e: Akiko Sarandon

a g e: 19

z o d i a c - s i g n: Leo

p e r s o n a l i t y: Akiko is relatively a nice person. She likes to joke and laugh. She's friendly and is willing to help others but tends to push people away when she is in need of help. She is secretive. She can be silver tongued if someone crosses her the wrong way.

b i o: Akiko was born in Okinawa, Japan as a half Japanese and half Italian. Her parents then moved to America where she lived through her childhood. During her high school years they moved back to Okinawa, Japan. After graduating she choose to attend Domino City University for continued education. Akiko has had a pretty good life so far, except for one little thing, she was down with a very strong sixth sense. She can hear, see, and sense spirit of all kinds. Some spirits good, some lost, some frightening, some bad. Although she is used to it, it still frightens her. Because of her sixth sense, spirits are also naturally drawn to her.

m a j o r: Education ( K-8 )

c l a s s e s: Ancient Egypt Civilization, Biology 1, College Algebra, and Ceramics.

e x t r a - c u r r i c u l a r : Music group

h o u s i n g : Dorm. The other girl she shares a dorm with is rarely ever there.

j o b : Part time cashier/server at a local cafe named 'Mocha Lounge'. Mocha Lounge is a quiet cafe offering a lounge area with books for customers to read, wifi capabilities, and a television. The place is usually quiet in the afternoon and evening. They are not open late.

o t h e r : She always wears four necklaces: an ankh that is semi hidden underneath her shirt, a catholic cross hidden underneath her shirt, a necklace with a small round mirror attached to it hidden underneath her shirt, and a necklace with two seashell that are closed together- within it is a sprig of rosemary- this is fully exposed as a choker necklace. All of these items are meant to keep away evil spirits. She also keeps a bell in her purse for the same reason. They have no affect on the spirits in the Millennium Items.

c o l o r: #FF6600



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Other Canons


n a m e: Katsuya Jonouchi

a g e: 19

z o d i a c - s i g n: Leo

p e r s o n a l i t y: Jonouchi has a big personality- he is loud and energetic. He's a good guy but can get agitated easily. He's proud and loyal. Some who definitely practices 'fight over flight', he also tends to jump the gun.

b i o: After high school, Jonouchi immediately moved out of his abusive father's house and rented a small beat up apartment. It wasn't the best, but it is manageable with the income from his job and child support he receives. His mother comes by from time to time to help him out. She was able to help him get into college- but only as a part time student.

m a j o r: Mechanics

c l a s s e s: Body shop 1, college math

e x t r a - c u r r i c u l a r : None

h o u s i n g : Small run down apartment near the college

j o b : Mechanic in training at a local auto-repair shop

o t h e r : None

c o l o r: Green



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n a m e: Malik Ishtar

a g e: 20

z o d i a c - s i g n: Capricorn

p e r s o n a l i t y: Malik is quiet and keeps to himself. He can get angered easily, he doesn't put up with people's bullshit. He isn't afraid to 'take care' of people. He needs to be in control or it drives him crazy. There is a deep darkness in his soul.

b i o: Malik remembers leaving his home in Egypt to live a free life, but he feels as if he is missing a big part of his memory. Something is telling him that he has forgotten something very important, a big event in his life. He tried to ignore it and go on living his life. In truth, he has in fact forgotten something very important. He has forgotten the evil spirit within his soul, Duelist City, and his vendetta against the Pharaoh. After Marik was dispelled from his body those memories evaporated along with him.

m a j o r: Liberal Arts (World Literature)

m i n o r: Philosophy

c l a s s e s: Ancient Egyptian Civilization, Creative Writing, Psychology, Introduction to Philosophy

e x t r a - c u r r i c u l a r : None, though he reads a lot in the Library.

h o u s i n g : Dorming.

j o b : None at the moment

o t h e r : He no longer keeps the Millennium Rod with him, though that does not prevent Marik speaking to him and taking his body over.

c o l o r: Indigo



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n a m e: Marik

a g e: ???

z o d i a c - s i g n: ???

p e r s o n a l i t y: Marik is dark, evil, vicious, unafraid of consequence, egotistical, self centered self pleasing.

b i o: Marik has returned to Malik's soul, burring himself deep within. In doing so, he has little to no power over him. He has to wait to gain more power.

o t h e r : Eventually, Lerena is the only person he will not attack.

c o l o r: Black

Buildings on Campus:
•Administration Building
3 Stories
---Financial Aid
---Registration
---Billing
•Student Life Building
1 Story
---Solar Lounge
---Cafeteria
---Counseling Offices
---Conference Room (for Clubs to use)
•Book store
1 Story
•Security and Emergency Building
1 Story
---Security on Campus
---Nurse and Emergency rooms
•Library
2 Stories
---Library
---Tutoring Center
---Testing Center
•Gym
1 Story
---Swimming pool
---Aerobics room
---Classrooms
---Gymnasium
---Weight room
---Dance room
•Science Building
2 Stories
---Classrooms
---Lab rooms
------Green house is attached to the building
•Planetarium
1 Story
---Observatory
•Technology Building
2 Stories
---Classrooms
•Arts and Theater Building
3 Stories
---Ceramics studio
---Art studio rooms
---Music rooms
---Dance rooms
---Theater (stage)
---Class rooms
---Culinary rooms (kitchens)
•Writing and Language Arts Building
2 Stories
---New print room
---Radio station room
---TV Studio
---Computer lab
---Lounge
---Classrooms for
------Writing classes
------Literature classes
------Foreign Language classes
------Communications classes
•Math and History Building
2 Stories
---Classrooms
•Instructional Building
3 Stories
---Classrooms for
------Humanities classes
------Social Studies
------Multiple other courses
•Dorms
3 different buildings, 2 Stories for each
---Male Dorms
---Female Dorms
---Unisex Dorms
*Each Dorm building has their own bathhouse as well as individual showers in each room


Other sites on campus
Arboretum Garden
Tea Garden
Small Lake
Picnic area
Football field
Tennis court
Basketball court
Parking lots

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Groups/Clubs
*Colors indicate non-important characters within the club
Campus Newspaper
Music Group
Theater Group
Gamers Club
Green Club (Environmental Group)
Politics Group
Chess Club
Campus Radio and TV
Phi Beta Kappa
Football Team
Basket Ball Team
Tennis Team
Wrestling Team
Swimming Team

Teachers
Prof. Laver - Psychology
Mrs. Miseris - Ceramics
Mrs. Phoenix - Business
Gloria ??? - The Dean and Ancient Egyptian Teacher

Other people and their colors
Kirsty~ Olive
Terra~ Green
All minor ghosts~ #666666
Vinard Orco~ Olive
Stephanie ~ Olive
Alisa Neji ~ Dark Violet
Darla ~ Dark Red
Taro Hirishiro ~ Maroon
Finn Grant ~ Light Slate Grey
Pepper Anne Dahl ~ Steel Blue
Rox Sato~ Dark Slate Blue
Annemarie Tanaka ~ Steel Blue
Raven Nagasaki ~ Plum
Keeyla Higurashi ~ darkgreen
Caroline Nakahara ~ darkviolet
Hope Sonozaki ~ mediumorchid
Renoko Mai Helena ~ mediumpurple

"Stop going so damn fast!!!!" Lerena screamed at the top of her lungs. Her adopted brother Dante stopped his motorcycle near the general vicinity Malik was in and blinked at her innocently. "You son of a b***h!" She got off the motorcycle after him, grabbing onto one of the parking rails for motorcycles. "I feel so light-headed..."

"I was only going 40 miles per hour. You have no guts nor a sense of adventure, you wimp." he remarked with a snicker. "Oh, s**t!" Her sister's hand was lifted and she smacked him hard across the face. "Oh, and, my mom is dead. Don't taunt me!"

"She pulled on his ear. You are the son of a b***h. Deal with it, moron." Lerena retorted. She face-palmed and sighed. "Just go to class."

"Hey, don't use profanity! These are school grounds!" Dante was only working to annoy Lerena of course. He never cared about the rules on any school campus. "I'll go to class when you stop pulling on my ear."

She pulled it harder.

"This is why no one asked you to prom..." explained Dante, irritated. "Just let go of me!" He smacked her hand away from his ear. "You asked to know what it was like being on a motorcycle. Now you know. With your luck, you'll fall for someone whose main transportation is a motorcycle."

She raised her hand again, small bolts of electricity illuminating from her finger tips. "And with your luck, you'll fall for a demon from the depths of Hell."

"It's illegal to slap people where I live." Dante pointed out, dodging her blow.

"It's illegal to think like a douche bag where I live."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop there. We're making a scene." He had apparently noticed Malik when Lerena just assumed he didn't care what was going on.

"Then leave! Quit wanting the last word!"

"Bye, power whore!" said Dante. He started walking off, all too amused with himself.

"I will get my revenge!"

"You've already gotten it!" Dante shouted back. "And your inhumanly heavy bag will give me stomach scars!"

Before she could respond, Dante was out of earshot and wouldn't be able to hear her anyway. She sighed. "b***h. I'll get you next time." she muttered under her breath. She chained up Dante's motorcycle, unaware that Malik may have actually listened to the entire argument. Maybe. As far as she knew, she hadn't met her roommate yet, though she heard he was a man. Awkward. The lock snapped on and she sat against the motorcycle, pulling out a small bottle of water to drink. She was careful not to push it over as she did have some experience in avoiding clumsiness.

((Dante is a filler character used mostly for my introduction, but he might come back in later.))

"I'm not sneaky; you're just lazy." remarked Yuugi. He took the final move, winning yet again. "That brings me to 352 wins and for you 1." He laughed. It was funny to joke around with his friend. Though he was still a bit shy, Yuugi managed to become more open and less of a complete wimp over the years. One could blame his numerous wins in a children's card game, but perhaps it's the fact he's actually been through some pretty messed up crap. "Up for Battleship, Jounouchi?" Yuugi asked. "We have time for one more game."

Lerena made her way down the hall towards her Psychology class. It was hard, but she loved the subject. Yet she had a feeling she would fail if she wasn't good enough to keep up with the work. She walked into the classroom and sat down at an empty desk, assuming no one would sit by her like usual. The professor was apparently not there yet so she was early. She took out a book on astrology profiles, which focused more on personality than silly horoscopes. There was a section full of them, but she basically taped sheets of paper to those pages so they'd have good advice like, "Don't run into a car, depressing b***h." or something obscene like that. On December 23rd, she had written that it was the only decent day left before Christmas destroyed her like a bowl of rotten yams; weird comparison, but she enjoyed freaking herself out with her own descriptive imagery. Right now she was reading on the relationship compatibility between Taurus and Capricorns.

((That was the plan. Of course, I posted before seeing your updated profiles. xD))

Yuugi laughed. He loved it when people said that, but he wasn't really sure where it came from; the Internet, he guessed. He started battleship, which put the ships in randomized places so the players could not cheat and know where every piece was. It had cooler graphics than the original Battleship. He preferred the original but wasn't quite sure where it was. There was no problem starting up the video game version, though it was larger and more complicated. There were twelve ships on a 20 by 20 grid. Yuugi picked B12 for his first move. He missed.

((Let us cause trouble indeed. I'm going to have some fun. Lerena needs a college rival, but someone who isn't worth killing.))

Kirsty Stickler walked into the room, looking at Lerena. "I knew it was you, freak." she remarked. 'So, tell me, how are they?"

"What are you doing here?! I told you to leave me alone!"

She chuckled. "Did it hurt?" she asked, smirking.

"Does your brain tumor hurt? I do truly sympathize." remarked Lerena sarcastically.

She snatched the book from Lerena's hand. "Taurus/Capricorn compatibility...they only seek high quality mates. You're best suited to slavery. Give up on love, b***h."

"I am high quality." Lerena pointed out.

Kirsty scowled. "No, you're not. Your body is hideous. It was destroyed a long time ago by the scars."

"I heard your mom tried to get an abortion around the general time you were born."

"Look, we may be in the same class, but I have noble blood. I'm better than you." Kirsty explained. "And furthermore, no one would love you anyway. You have no skills worth a damn." She handed the book back. "But whatever, keep fantasizing, slut."

"Is that what your mother tells you when you beg her to pay your child support?"

"I don't have a child, my mother is dead, and I am definitely not a slut. By the way, the Raven said 'Nevermore'."

"So did your boyfriend when he dumped you."

"You're no fun to degrade anymore. What the hell?! You're supposed to suffer for your crimes, b***h!"

"Karma's a b***h, and so am I. Does that make me karma?"

"You've been taking lessons from HER haven't you?"

"No, I took lessons from your face. Now go away before I make you."

"You know, I bet you're still horribly weak. How would you defeat me without your powers?"

"The same way I defeated Justin; by ripping the heart out of your goals, tearing apart your reputation's guts, degrading the lifeless brain within your skull, and shrouding myself in darkness so I can't be seen."

"Oh, my god...you didn't..." said Kirsty, looking frightened for once.

"A lot has happened since Middle School, Kirsty." Electricity glided between her middle and right marriage finger, wrapping around her hand from the middle of her palm.

"Was it worth all that? Darla, she's...what happened to wanting love, peace, and happiness?!"

"Myths. All of them." Lerena remarked.

"And I suppose you're giving up then? On being my rival? I can't fight an apprentice of Darla's."

"She's more than just a tutor, Kirsty. Things have gotten that bad."

"So she's helping you improve your magic as well?"

"Beat it."

"You're different." Kirsty remarked. "But why?"

"Yes, Kirsty. It hurt. A lot. It still hurts. Now go. away." she said firmly.

"I've lost respect for you. I thought you were a good person." Kirsty walked away and sat down in the back of the classroom to speak with her friends, the other two in the room besides Lerena and Malik until she walked in.

Lerena put her book up. She didn't feel like reading anymore. Another good thirty minutes before class. Maybe she should try talking to that guy. She looked at Malik for a moment, really worried about him. He was subjected to all of that and he had no reason to be. Should she apologize? No. That was Kirsty's job. She started it. But wasn't that hypocritical? She starts arguments sometimes. Oh, whatever. She realized that her eyes were resting on the book he was reading. Did Kirsty intend to stir Malik's attention to the argument by quoting the Raven or just insulting the fact she has schizophrenia? This worried her.

What was Kirsty's intentions? True they existed as rivals, but Kirsty was still a stuck-up b***h. She feigned pity, letting it linger over your head whenever she would betray you. And then, when you were at your worst, she dropped a chandelier on your head; it was the aching feeling of losing everything when Kirsty betrayed you. Not everyone fell for her ravenous trap, just the weak-willed. She used to be that way, but then s**t happened. Thinking it best not to reflect on it too much, she redirected her attention to the door. Nothing was interesting there.

"Let's just go to class now, Jounouchi. I have Business management in fifteen minutes, so I'll see you after class." Yuugi was irritated so he headed for the door. He wouldn't take this garbage and he really preferred Jounouchi didn't either. But the man could handle himself. This was college. It was a more lenient, yet more structured environment full of people who were supposed to be more mature now. And Vinard was breaking all hope he had for Jounouchi to succeed in college. On second thought, he should probably stay here and make sure Jounouchi didn't start a fist fight with Mr. Flamboyant Spotlight.

"That's all she does. She really isn't worth your time. My enemy, your annoyance. I'll deal with her." Lerena commented back. She didn't look back to the man who spoke, just in case awkwardness would ensue. With a glance towards Kirsty, it was all she could manage before picking up a few insults about Poe. She bit her lip furiously. How dare they! Her favorite poet shouldn't be trash-talked that way! Kirsty never appreciated literature, preferring to enact her dramatic scenes without fail. She was apart of the Theater Group. Of course, her talent was recognized right away. The drama group always accepted the best, but that was their flaw. When Lerena went to sign up, the pack of elitist dipshits managed to change her opinion to join.

Kirsty yawned obnoxiously. "Terra, I am so bored. Bitches don't know their place around here."

She giggled childishly. "So, who's the hottest guy in Theater?"

"Definitely Vinard. He has talent enough for all of us."

"Hm, he has talent, but I wouldn't say that."

Kirsty laughed. "Who's the worst person in school so far?"

Terra laughed too. "I really do not know. Music group sucks. They know nothing about true music."

"No. Their music is good, but they hog the practice room."

"I actually like the extra time not practicing." said Terra.

"You do? Why? We never get any publicity. I was born to shine on the stage of life! I was born to be the best with the best."

Yuugi managed to find his Business Management class quite easily. He walked in. Kaiba was in there, of course, but he didn't show any particular interest in his entrance. He sat down at his desk.

((It's actually nice to have a different variety of professors. I imagine my Psychology professor to be the same way when I finally get to that point. I'll be the Creative Writing teacher.

EDIT: Yes. Class should end in a couple posts.))

She folded her hands on the desk in front in front of her. This teacher seemed cool. She could get along with him. Lerena couldn't help but snicker at his small joke. It was amusing because it was like he was talking directly to her. The term paper, however, wouldn't be so bad. Sure it would be hell to write, but that was part of the university experience. So was love. Pff, love. She felt sorry for the next b*****d to ask her out. It wasn't like dating her was a luxury ride.

When the teacher walked in, Kirsty and Terra masked their disgusted faces with a small smile. They did intend to take this class after all, so behaving was of the utmost importance. Education was important for both of them, despite how stupid they both acted. In fact, their maturity during class, work, and other civilized settings made them all the more vicious. Oh, how she loathed Lerena. But the both of them often did put their rivalry aside for the problem at hand. Kirsty was an enemy, not a fool. Most of her behavior was well-rehearsed; the way she treated Lerena was not.

It was that fateful day in sixth grade that the two girls became enemies. The b***h was paired up with her for a Biology dissection project. Not only was she overly squeamish, they both failed the project because she was also squeamish! Come seventh grade, she was greatly pleased to see Lerena punished for her crime. It was bloody, graphic, and disgusting. She nearly fainted, but she held her ground to see the girl wounded, both internally and physically.

Something was different about Lerena though. A glimpse of darkness was seen in her eyes as they argued. Her eyes seemed like those of a twisted murderer disguised as an innocent. Her comebacks had gotten better. No longer did she cringe and twist around at every comment that criticized her. Darla didn't teach those comebacks to her. They came naturally, that much she knew. So, what was Darla teaching that conniving woman?

Yuugi was naive, not stupid. He was a drama king, likely faking his apology. But the other seats filled quickly, and to be fair, Yuugi didn't want to stoop down to his level. "Fine." said Yuugi. "Don't cause trouble." he requested.

A tall business woman with dark skin and her hair pulled back into a bun walked into the room wearing a dark blue business suit. Her brown eyes surveyed the faces of her students. "Greetings, class. If you're here, I assume you're prepared for some work. This isn't an easy class. Some of you will fail, others will become extremely successful. If you want to manage a business, the customer is always right. Know what you're selling and know your policies. Be able to price things properly, draw in customers, and bring in the revenue. Learn how to keep your works and satisfy your customers. This is a class that you can't master in just one semester or even your entire college career. This class prepares you for the truth; some will succeed, most will fail. I will teach you about a successful company, but if what you're selling doesn't interest anyone, or if you're in the middle of a desert, no one will care about your business."

"Make no mistake. Even if you become successful, there is always the possibility you will fall under. Want to succeed? Work hard, extremely hard." The woman pulled down a projector screen, then projected an image from her computer. "This is a note-taking class, but it also involves heavy teamwork. A business cannot be successful because of one person. It doesn't work that way. I will put you all into groups of four. Your job for the semester is to come up with a business that will succeed. Remember to state your sources and do some good research. Really know your product."

((Just a note, I know nothing about Business Management. I figured since Yuugi's grandpa runs a card shop, he'd be interested in taking over after he died, thus why I picked Business Management for him. I, however, have no knowledge of the subject so I won't go into much detail in that class. When it comes to Creative Writing, I can actually start some stuff there. In any case, I'll have Yuugi group up with...Vinard, Kaiba, and Renoko.))

As usual, no one paired with her. She counted the people who were present with her eyes. Twenty-two. Would Professor Layer decide to make two groups of three instead? Hopefully not. She just wanted paired up with someone who wouldn't judge her. As he passed out sheets of paper, she wrote down her answers as briefly as possible. After class, she would have time to speak with the teacher about her accommodations.

She chose the class out of interest and for her minor, number one. Number two, personality traits form based on the environment, experiences, and talents of each individual. Some traits are inherited, but most are entirely dependent on the resources and treatment they receive as a child. Finally, we dream to cope, collect, and organize ideas in our brain. She explained how dreams reminded her of her goals, fears, and desires, then stopped writing. When she finished working, she grabbed her arms and dug her fingernails into her flesh. This was a way she coped with stress and anger. It calmed her down to feel some sort of pain that wasn't too severe or excessive. She had no idea how to find anyone to group with, because no one liked grouping with her.

Luckily, Kirsty was all set, with a group of three students around her to work with. She watched Lerena nervously scan the room for a partner. None of her friends were in this class. Perfect. The girl would be squirming and drenched in tears before the class was over. Heh heh heh.

Kaiba was immensely interested in why Yuugi would be taking this class, as he had no idea of how businesses were actually run. His grandfather's pathetic little shop could be bought out by him in an instant. It was a few minutes before the teacher told them to pick their groups and discuss their project. He spoke Yuugi's name dryly, "Yuugi," said Kaiba, "Naturally, we should be in a group together, as all these other dweebs are not worth my time."

Renoko surveyed the room as people got together. She wanted people who were serious about their work, so she approached Kaiba and Yuugi. "May I join the...three of you?" asked Renoko. Her voice was low, a bit uninterested in Vinard He had a stench similar to Justin, which sparked her hatred right off the bat. True, she could tell the man was a different existence all on his own, but why change her opinion the two were alike?

"Er, yea, sure." said Yuugi to Renoko. The way she spoke was rather discomforting, but she seemed interested in the project. If she was in this class, surely she had the intention to pass it. Not many women took interest in business. Why was she interested in grouping with them?