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 Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:28 pm
I wonder because i can read is mind if i can send messages to it. she thought as she sent his mind you are a stupid idiot my parents think i need to die (Again) and i don't have any friends no one likes me because i show my b***h attiude to everyone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:30 pm
(( you realize you could have just talked through the door right))
{ at least you have parents.... thats more than I can say}
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:34 pm
Now to post this, neh? For Professor of Sciences:
ID: Rakuras
Name: Dimitri Lysanders
Age: Appears 23. Born March 18th, 1681, died August 31st, 1705.
Gender: Male
Race: Middle European Human before Turning
Concept: cliche' Victorian gone insane with Science
Additional Abilitiy: Metaphysical Imposement: Can impose the laws of Physics as he sees fit for a short duration of time and concentration. The large the manifestation, the longer he must concentrate. Though just thinking about someone's pencils containing the 'Essence of Light Air' cause them to float upward on a whim.
Description: A rather drab scientist with mangy brown hair, questioning brown eyes, a dingy and well worn lab coat that extends in the classic high energy electrical garbs used during the days of Tesla's experiments. He has small spectecles that tend to glitter at random intervals for no reason other than he thinks its funny (see Metaphysical Imposement). He stands at a rather short pace of 5'5" compared to modern humans but doesn't mind as much as he just has to think he's taller for a few minutes and light bends to make him appear as such. If you are familiar with the White Wolf World of Darkness RPGs, then you may understand where he was drawn from.
Biography: Uncessary as it would bore the socks out of anything that is considered to have a consciousness.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:35 pm
((i really don't care this is more fun))
at least your not me i'm hated by everyone sometimes i wish my parents would say they loved me or people would like me for me. your the only person i've ever been nice to.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:39 pm
tears the door off it's hinges " mabey if you accually tried being nice to someoone with a better life they would like you more" realizes he tore off the door " god damnit "
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:43 pm
"but i don't be nice to people i just don't like."
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:46 pm
"god, why does this always happen to me!" he crushed the door and threw it aside "everytime Someone does this I just can't control my temper" laies down on his bed "not to mention everyone is like this to me, pulling pranks like this"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:52 pm
"I don't play pranks fine you just lost your chance to talk to me buddy. bye!!" Rikku said giving him a mean face and going to her dorm ((i got to go bye))
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 9:57 pm
((me too bye))
stands up and goes to the hall "wait I didn't mean to..... well thats just great another person hates me" he goes back and lies down in bed, cursing to himself.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:29 am
Rikku then turns around and goes to his room and asks "why? why do you think everybody plays pranks on you? i just don't get you. "Rikku screamed the questions then she calmed down and said "i'm sorry."
((well i'm back))
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 8:59 am
yo,can i have psychic classes
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 9:01 am
for your elective you can.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 9:06 am
A young girl walked down the hall of the school silently, her eyes downcast to watch the floor and the lyrics of The Good Left Undone blasting in her ears through the headphones of her iPod. Her hair was the palest of blondes, so fair that it was white, and it hung down to frame her delicate features, which at the moment held an absent-minded expression of content. As she walked, her lips moved to mouth the words to the song silently, though she made not a sound. It was her first day attending a new school; she was nervous, as was to be expected, but not too much so. She'd never really been much of the social type anyways. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a slightly crumpled slip of paper; her class shedule. Art, science, music, pre-algebra, free period, vocal, gym, history.... fun, as always. She sighed a little bit and stuck the paper back into her pocket, looking around curiously; now, to just find the main office, and find out her homeroom.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 10:13 am
Username: KayleyOSullivan
Name: Kayley O'Sullivan
Age: 16 (1000 literaly)
Born: May 6th, 1007.
"Died": December 25th, 1023
Sex: Female
Personality: kind, hot-tempered, wise, fiesty, sometimes confused, imature sometimes (goes with being 16 physically and mentally), dramatic (im the queen of drama queens), sacastic,
Bio (optional): I was born in England about 1007, but I moved to America during the Revolutionary War. From there i lived in a small town in Maine, until I moved to Forks, Washington, where I encountered more of my kind. I'm a witch as well, which explains the wand and the Dragon of Darkness.
Extra power: The ability to control what people say and do.
Appearance: long light brown hair with front hairs pulled back, golden eyes (turn black when I'm thirsty), tall, slim, very pretty, pale-skinned, pale lavender bruises under eyes and pale lavender eyelids.
What She's Wearing: dark blue tank top, light blue hoodie overtop of tank top, short jean shorts, white vans with dark blue laces, a gold locket, big silver hoops.
Don't have a pic. biggrin
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 11:05 am
I looked around the new school, unfamiliar faces glancing up at me, unintrested. I had my MP3 player in my right hand, one headphone in my right ear, my other hand holding my backpack. My class schedule was simple:
1st Pd: Gym
2nd Pd: Algebra
3rd Pd: History
4th Pd:Orchestra
5th Pd: Science
6th Pd: Free Period
7th Pd: English
8th Pd: Magic Training
Boring, as usual. Not like it was the first time I was taking all of these classes. However, I was going to dedicate my 8th period to practicing my magic. People would probably think I'm a freak if they found out I was a witch (not like the mortals don't think I'm one already), but having your own kind make fun of you is just that much worse.
Just then, I noticed a boy staring at me. 'Stop staring at me', I thought angrily, and he looked away, a slight dazed expression on his face. I snickered. My power, the ability to control what people say and do, was so awesome. Still, I was nervous. I had been going to a school in England, so being around Americans, and other vampires, was different for me.
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