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 Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 11:09 am
High school, some people love it and others (like me) either hate or intensely dislike it. Here is to be an rp about normal people who attend a normal school and live shockingly enough, NORMAL lives! Play as either a student or a teacher here at…Terra High School, home of the Crusaders!
Just have fun with it ok? I know it’s not exactly creative but… *shrugs* hey! It could be fun….right?
Oh and as is my usual. no** in anything but the ooc. ^_~
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 5:20 pm
((The Mekryd gets enough headaches from real school.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 12:14 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 9:13 pm
((*wonders what a normal high school experience should've been* Hehe, high school definitely wasn't my favorite. Sounds like a good chance to practice RP skills. ^_^ Do you mind if I start?))
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2005 2:26 pm
((The start's all up to ye 'Yeali! ^_^))
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 12:07 am
((Yay! *rubs hands together, gets started* I'm introducing a student character.))
It seemed to Christy that her worn backpack gave a rather depressing 'thud!' when it hit the bared tree roots. She stared at it a moment, and detected no sign of impending doom, before carefully following it to the ground and surveying the area.
Her new lunch spot wasn't the nicest - as it was far from her next class, yet near a smelly trash can, and somehow the school maintenance had managed to kill the grass - but she'd rather be drawn and quartered than squeeze herself into that godawful, noisy torture chamber the Terra High School administration called a cafeteria.
"Feh." Christy leaned back against the tree and crossed her arms. The first day and it already feels like I've been stuck here for a year. Why do they make school so. . . so blah? Learning's fun at everywhere except these places. Must take some real talent to do. Bitterly, she tore open a small packet of M&Ms (the only thing in the vending machines she could afford today) and contented herself with watching other students pass by on their way to lunch.
Wonder how many of them are new students. . . Are they all going to the cafe-tear-ia?
Suddenly paranoid, she flicked a glance at her wristwatch, but relaxed just as quickly. She had twenty-five minutes to kill before classes started again. Oh, goody. Christy sighed, crumpled the empty M&M wrapper, and pulled out a gigantic Pre-Calculus book. Resting it against her knees, she began to skim the first chapter. It wasn't her best subject, so she might as well get started. Besides, she hadn't seen anything else around to distract her yet. . .
((Notice I didn't say if it was her first day, or the first day of the school year. I leave that up to whoever else posts. ^_^ I also didn't describe any physical traits yet. I'll do some of that as it comes up, though I think it would be cool if another character were the one to make the observations. *running scenarios through head* Oh dear, it's late. I hope this is a decent RP start! sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 11, 2005 6:56 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 9:51 pm
Jack walked in the door and yawns...walks up to the cafeteria lone...waits a few seconds...
"Man, why does this line always take forever?"
He gets to the lunch lady and gets an ice cream...not wanting to spend all the money on an entire meal...
he takes it outside, bored and tired out of his mind...despite the fact he has just splept through his entire last class...and sees Christy sitting near the tree...he waves and walks toward her...
"Sheesh, the lunch lady always looks at me funny...I dont think she likes me..."
Not that he didn't get many funny looks from people...he'd the typical skater punk...he wears exactly what everyone else isn't wearing...he could care less about 90% of his classes...((other 10% being art))...but the people that know him...love him...he has a sense of humor...and is a good person with a good heart...he just doesn't look the part...
he sits down, not worrying about getting his Khaki shorts dirty, mainly becuse they probably already are...and leans against a tree...
"So whats up?"
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