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 Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 11:31 am
Marcia smiled. "That would be wonderful." She took out her textbook, flipping the book open to exactly page two hundred and seventy three. "Let's get to work, shall we? The first question is x to the power of nine divided by three x equals negative one times bracket nine minus two..."
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Perch woke up, looking around unhappily. She remembered every last bit of what had happened, never truly unconscious until she had been put down on the girl's bed. She had rested a while; thankful of the place to rest, but now she needed to get to class. Rushing off to her room, she assimilated the form of an average-looking but tall girl with red hair and nondescript, freckled skin. She knocked on the Chem. lab door. "Sorry I'm late." She said as she walked in, "I was having a bit of a... crisis." She walked to the back of the classroom, sifting through the mindless herd of cattle... HUMANS!...humans that sat innocently in their desks, unaware of their danger. There were no empty desks, so she leaned against the wall. The teacher, who had previously been teaching a peaceful class, scowled at her. Take my chair; you can share with another student." He shoved the offending furniture at Perch.
Perch looked blankly around the class.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 8:17 pm
Violet wrote the equations the girl was reading off down in her notebook, leaving solving room for each equation. She could solve them in her head, but she knew that math teachers liked it better when you showed your work. In fact, at the last school she had attended, her teacher had given her an entire lecture about why he wanted her to show her work. She wasn't about to take her chances here, especially when the teacher was probably just as weird if not weirder than the students here. "So what's your name?" she asked, still scribbling down the equations in her notebook. "That is, if you don't mind me asking..." she added.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2007 5:50 pm
(Fear not, my RPers! I have returned to rescue you from this mysterious slump!)
Zander walked the halls. He only had one goal: find Summer. He knew she had to be around here somewhere, and he wasn't spending a minute of his last free days in CLASSES of all places, especially not optional ones. He was in such a daze from the wild night before he almost missed Princenemy running past him. After picking up the small man by his shoulders, Zander looked him in the face and said
"Hey, what's the hurry? The Lollipop Guild have an opening and you want to apply before it's filled?"
"You know, that hurts my feelings." Princenemy said as Zander put him down, "to think I was about to give you the coolest dorm on the campus."
"Coolest dorm? I like to sleep in warmer spots." Zander said earnestly.
"That's not funny, you Norwegian jarhead. I meant to say that I am giving you the most popular dorm in our current possession." said the Headmaster, brandishing a key.
As Zander was about to take the key, he realized something.
"Wait, why would YOU of all people give ME of all people such a most excellent dorm such as this?" Zander queried.
"I asked myself the same thing." muttered the Midget as he dropped the key and walked away. "Take it if you want it."
Never one to kick a gift horse in the mouth, Zander picked up the key and decided to head off to his new dorm.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 10:23 am
((sorry i havent been here for a while))
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 6:10 pm
(No big deal, I don't think anyone else has been in here a whole lot for a while either)
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 5:37 pm
((And now, allow me to introduce Axi!))
Axi walked slowly down the halls of Ramston High, slightly nervous. She had never seen this many people with such an extraordinary range of abilities before. Well, not outside of cells anyway. She forced the memory of that place back. She was out now, and there was nothing they could do about it, unless they wanted to go up against a school full of students and teachers just as powerful, if not moreso, than herself. She focused her mind on the reason she came here, to find Violet.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 3:54 pm
demothewiz Violet wrote the equations the girl was reading off down in her notebook, leaving solving room for each equation. She could solve them in her head, but she knew that math teachers liked it better when you showed your work. In fact, at the last school she had attended, her teacher had given her an entire lecture about why he wanted her to show her work. She wasn't about to take her chances here, especially when the teacher was probably just as weird if not weirder than the students here. "So what's your name?" she asked, still scribbling down the equations in her notebook. "That is, if you don't mind me asking..." she added. "Not at all." she responded. smiling. "My name's Marcia." She quickly penned down the answer to the first question.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 11:30 pm
I wasn't really sure where to post up my profile [or I might've shamefully skipped that information in the Intro post...], so I decided to PM it to you. I hope it's alright. ^^
Name: Elie Shimizu [calls herself Shimizu, but has no preference to what others call her.]
Species: Human
Personality Type: Tomboyish, goofy, wierd and random, fun, outgoing and outspoken, exuberant, and energetic. From her personality, many assume she is younger than her actual age. Yet at times, she can be serious. At times.
Age: 16
Height: 5 "5-6
Hair: Dark blue/ Indigo
Eyes: The same color as her hair, yet with a grey hue.
Skin: Caucasian [Er...peachy tan?]
Fighting Abilites/Abnormalities: As one who had taken Tae Kwon Do for 2 1/2 years, Shimizu is somewhat proficient, though needing more practice. On a more uniqe note, she has been able to manipulate all forms of water [liquid form, snow, ice, frost, etc.], and only recently has she been able to control the wind. Though used for fighting and self-defense, she does not view her ability as a 'weapon'. She is also fairly quick on her feet.
Weaknesses: With a hot-temper, she tends to get annoyed at anything that touches a nerve. Though good at listening to new ideas and suggestions, she is stubborn, and thinks what she believes is right is...right.As a typical teenage girl, she is afraid of spiders, insects, snakes, and the 'creepy crawlies'.
Motivations: Up to this point, Shimizu holds no particular motivation.
History: Unlike many others, her past and present life are relatively normal. Though, as a child [6 or 7 years of age], Shimizu's parents divorced; while her father stayed in their old home, she, her mother, and her brother [Ryan] moved to a different city. Occasionally, she does visit her father. Fortunately, this did not have a negative impact on her life.
Clothes: She loves any clothing that is comfortable yet pretty at the same time. She loves wearing the colors blue, brown, black, grey, beige, and green [olive, army, navy green, etc.]. In general, she would wear any color, excluding pink, red, and orange. She loves baggy capris, [army] cargo pants, black tank tops [not straps or tight], jackets with a long bottom, jeans [dark, usually], loose clothing, t-shirts with sleeves inside, and a [olive green] shirt/dress with hood and [grey] sleeves, leggings, and [brown] boots. With a spunky touch, her clothes can range from tomboy to regular.
She also wears a black/grey hat, though not always.
Notes: Random facts include:
-She has dreams nearly everyday, each being the most random, out-of-the-box dreams, to her joy. As she puts it, it's like 'watching a different movie over and over, but I'M the main character!'
-She has never been too 'into' love, and would rather receive a hug, or an affectionate kiss rather than a 'romantic' smooch.
-A procrastinator to the MAX.
Overall, this is the appearance of my character [clothes, eyes, hair in general].
Sorry for such an anime picture...;_;
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 9:58 am
Amara sat in the middle of the hallway wishing she had a freakin dorm already. She doubted the dorms were coed. As of right now, she doubted that the dorms even existed. OR the classes.
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