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 Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 12:35 pm
This Section is strictly Persona 3 Role Playing so no others and try and keep all P3 Role Plays in this Forum ok???Keep it somewhat appropriate, no cybering, or porn or hentai ok?!
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 2:23 pm
Ok everyone, below i have developed the format for Character Profiles, so anyone who joins this Role Play must follow this format in order for their character to be allowed in.
Also All Character Profiles must be submited to either Kyoudai Kutsuuo or Myself. DO NOT POST YOUR PROFILE IN THE FORUM!!!
Character Pic: (Make it appropriate please. No over exposure.)
Name: (no restrictions)
Gaia Name:
Sex: (this is not a yes or no thing lol)
Age: (keep it reasonable. no old farts or todlers [unless that's how you role])
Sexual Orientation: (no restrictions except when you display it, don't go overboard. try to keep it appropriate. CYBERING NOT ALLOWED)
Bio: (no limit to length. just make it long enough to actualy DESCRIBE
your character)
Weapon: (not required)
Persona Pic: (if you can find one)
Persona Name: (again, no restrictions)
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 10:44 pm
Ok Everyone were going to kick this off and here so anyone who would like to start it off that would be kool, lets start this off as a regular day at our school. We don't really know each other. Remember that we all have the "potential" so we will meet soon if you know what i mean. . .
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 4:16 pm
((Can I start? Wait, if we all dunno each other, then who's in SEES already? We do need a couple already in it to get the rest started..))
This is it, she has spent forever searching for anything related to those creatures, finally, a lead, and it points to a small, almost unnoticeable club of this high school. Could the students in this school possibly know of those creatures? Still, it would be wise not to stand out too much, its never wise to stick out as a freak, years of school transfer has taught her that. Now, just where is that club list from my entrance packet?
Rustling quietly in her school bag as she pulled out a yellow list of club names, SEES, the abbreviated version of the full name is not the brightest joke, maybe they really did know about the dark hour after all? After all, maybe only they could ‘see’ what others cannot.
Ah, this is my stop.
Briskly stepping out of the bus and into the busy street, Ariana skipped a couple of steps to pick up her pace, and within seconds, she is blending in with the rest of the morning crowd, either heading to school, or to work. Because her height is too average, it was hard for her to find her way to her new school, considering how she’s only been there once to take the exam.
Was it a left turn, or a right? I’ll just follow those people with the same uniform as me.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 9:20 pm
((And so it begins!!!! XD))
Ikei Tazuna was running because he was late (as usual), but he just made it in time for his train. Just barely squeezing through the closing doors, Ikei made it through and let out a sigh of relief. As if it being crowded in the train wasn't enough, his headphone cord was also stuck between the doors.
"That's just great..." he said to himself, scratching his head and fixing his glasses (which he realy didn't need but just wore because he thought they made him look cool).
After a few minutes, he had finaly reached his destination, relieved that he was now free of the train. He had arrived earlier than he thought he would, so he dropped some money in the vending machine to get a drink of his favorite Cranbetty juice.
He had walked for a while before reaching his new school. "Looks like another year in ANOTHER new school... great..." He slung his messenger bag over his shoulder, took another sip of his cranberry juice and continued on his way through the crowd into the school.
He was still feeling a bit cramped and something told him that something was going to give him some space. And sure enough. That strangeness that he had experienced all his life finaly kicked in again and moved some people out of a 1 to 2 foot radius of him. Not seeming to notice much, Ikei continued to walk to the school doors.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 11:01 pm
As his train came to a stop he looked up with eyes half open and stood up preparing to walk out the doors once they opened. Music pumping loudly in his head from his headphones. He walked along with the black mass of his peers as they all approched those hellish gates.
Most all the upperclassmen knew him. He was known, but not too popular. The only thing he had was a little charm and a mysterious personality and background. No one knew where he came from, he just started coming to school one day two years ago. Back then nothing phased him. He seemed cold, emotionless, lifeless as if any joy he had was ripped away from him long ago. Now it was different, as time went on he started to blend in a little more, but the red band on his arm made him different than his fellow students.
As he walked on into his class of 3E he walked to his normal seat and waited for his teacher to enter the room. He sighed, "i feel tired" he rubbed his eyes. "where is the teacher?" he asked the student next to him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:48 am
Ikei looks at a sheet of paper that's a map of the school. He had gotten lost, so he was now rushing around the building looking for class 3E.
Finaly arriving there, he takes his uniform jacket out of his messenger bag and quickly slings it on. He didn't bother buttoning it up, so his also unbuttoned white buttondown shirt with a black t-shirt underneath were exposed. His collar was even messed up.
Ikei walked into the classroom hesitantly and looks around. A few heads had turned to see this new kid who had just walked in. He didn't pay much mind to them, but he did notice that the teacher wasn't in yet. Letting out a big sigh that he wouldn't be counted tarty, he walked to an empty seat toward the back of the room and right next to the window. He rolled up his headphones and an unusual looking music player and put them in his messenger bag. He still doesn't bother fixing his jacket, instead he fixes his glasses and looks out of the window with his head rested in his hand.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:16 pm
Stepping into her new school ground, Ariana wasn't expecting much, she has gone into a various range of schools before, from ones for the rich only, to the ones that are filled with snot for brains', but it never really bother her as much as it did now, for she has asked her parents to let her stay here, where all the vector involving the dark hour meets, and since she is entering from second year instead of first, she'd have some trouble making friends, but that didn't really bother her.
Thats what she thought before coming into class 2-A, thats when she realized that her predictions were all true and that most of the people already knew each other, and are split into groups most annoying for her, the gossiping girls, judging from the loud giggles and soft whispers, the nerds, the possibly bullies, and the few that just wander around with no particular purposes just like how she was for years.
Whoo boy, isn't this going to be fun.
With that, she took a seat close to the window and remained silent, she'd just have to keep silent until after school, and then she'll be able to
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 8:43 pm
The teacher came in and called the class to attention. They all took their seats and began to hear Ms. Tanaro's exuse for being late again. He took his headphones off and started to nod off.
He woke to the bell and so went on the day class after class. The usual gossiping girls chatting away in class, a few guys throwing paper around the room. He noticed the new kid seated by the window. He appeared to be staring out to the sky with envy. He thought nothing exceptional of the new kid and just let it go and looked back at the teacher.
i just want this day to be over with. . . .
He opened up his notebook and started to draw in it anything that came to his mind. Most of the time it was things he saw in the dark hour, but this time. . . it was something he had never encountered before. And yet to him it seemed familiar.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:06 pm
Tick tock, tick tock...
The time was passing so slowly it almost seems to freeze, to a point where people become the same as any inanimate objects, slowly, Ariana feel herself observing from somewhere outside of herself, a third person's point of view, how strange, and ironic, that her mind would play such a time freezing trick from boredom, when she herself experience a time like no others, where things really do freeze, but in the dead of the night.
"...alright, page 31..."
Obediently following the teacher’s instruction as she open books, take notes, translate paragraphs, and every other little things that the teacher seem to be really tight about, but to her, its just procedures to get the time moving, just steps you have to take before reaching a certain point.
Tick tock, tick tock…
This is really boring…
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 5:01 am
He analyzed his drawing,wondering where it came from. He figured it was nothing and closed his notebook as the bell rang. "Only one more class to go. . . .finally"
As the teacher walked into the room he almost looked forward to it because it was the last of the day. The teacher instructed and and the students obeyed. They all looked like drones with one in command. The final bell rang and Kyoudai packed up his things and headed for the exit. He didn't bother going anywhere after school he just went straight to his dorm. He had nothing to do except wait for the time to come. . .
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 1:46 pm
Boring, boring, utterly and completely boring: Emiko's day at school, unfocussed as usuall, she couldn't grasp the time as she walked slowly to her grandmother's house (after all these years it's yet to be called home). It had been a typical day of wandering minds and staring at the new kids, not for looks, but for unfamiliar faces forced to bleed into the norm.
three years and still the memory wouldn't fade away, and it effected her. Staring into the eyes of a stranger, hoping for familiar glances, and understanding face, she was denied entrance to their memory; she failed at her attempt for a newfound friend. what a waste of energy.: walking, walking, tripping, and walking.
Emiko!
noone. she continued walking.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 4:25 pm
The after school bell finally rung, after what seemed to be years of waiting, honestly, where'd all those teachers get their infinite amount of lectures from anyways? Well, at least the an-pan in the cafeteria was good, and she did managed to get some strawberry milk from the vender before they sold out, at least something went right.
Sighing a little as she followed the swarm of students out the class room and into the halls, and then out the door like fishes, Ariana pulled out her entrance packet again, and examine the map for the route to her new dorm, since her parents went back to over sea, she is suppose to live in the dorms with some other students.
I didn't get a chance to gather much information.
Down the road, through the traffic lines, and finally, she came to a building that certainly looks like the one on the leaflet, its not big or anything, but the place sure looks sturdy, its like even if a typhoon hits it it'd still be standing.
Stopping outside the door as she pressed the door bell.
"H-hello?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 7:08 pm
He had been laying around in his room while he waited for the dark hour. He had already prepared. A scythe mounted on his back and a gun tucked in the back of his pants hidden by his shirt he awaited whatever enemies he would encounter today.
He rolled on his side looking at the clock. It was already 9:54. he knew in just a little while it would be time again. The doorbell rang and awoke him from the daze he had found himself in.
"Who the hell. . . .? ?"
He left his room and came down on a fire pole from the 4th floor to the 1st. He approached the door with caution and wonder. Opening the door he found a girl he did not recognize at all. Though she wore the uniform of his school and had a familiar looking leaflet in her hands and so he wondered to himself ~what is she doing here. . . . .? Does SHE have the ability to. . .nah. .~ and immediately dismissed the thought.
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