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 Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 12:24 pm
 Rules~1)To join just post a little about your character and start.
2) No GM or PP (God modeling or Power play)
3) Please attempt at using proper English
4)ToS and all that good stuff. You all know what's approperate.My Character:
Name: Riena Shisaro
Gender: Female
Age:16
Talents: Violin, Piano, and Lock picking
Gift: Ice manipulation
Family: Her only living family member is her uncle Airon, who visits her on occasion.
 Setting:Herald Academy, a remote boarding school for gifted teenagers is currently ((no longer)) accepting new students of all backgrounds. All students are to stay in their dorms when class is not in session... Who knows what might happen after hours and who lurks these halls.
All students have at least one ability. What will yours be?
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 12:32 pm
Current Character List:
Riena Shisaro
Adam Hawke
Alex Longhorn
Samantha Young
Tovah Jane Hanover (TJ)
Sabrina Curtis
Rakata Kelvet
Sun Blake
Ichigo Hoshizaki
Sakuri Ryoko
Kiyoshi
Rihole
Annabelle La May
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2009 12:34 pm
Blacklist
None biggrin Lets stay this way
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:17 am
A young girl about the age of 16 sighed gently as the wind softly whipped her honey brown hair around. She sat quietly, alone, on a balcony railing looking out over a courtyard with an old violin resting in her soft hand - a gift from her dearly departed mother.
"So this is Herald Academy...?" She mused to herself. It didn't seem like much, but maybe it had as much potential as her uncle Airon said she herself did. Airon - bless his heart was her only living relative. She had never met her mother or her father before. They died in some type of accident before she was old enough to remember them.
Slowly pulling a picture out of a pocket on her loose cream stripped dress, she stared at the faces she couldn't remember.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:24 am
Name: Adam Hawke Age: 17 Gender: Male Talents (Stuff other than the reason they're in the academy): Lock Picking, Violin, Guitar, Parkour Gift: Telepathy Likes: -Loyal friends -Rock/Metal/Punk music -People who don't judge him Dislikes: -His Dad -Backstabbers -People who try to change who he is Bio: Adam's father was very abusive towards him. The abuse only got worse after his mom died. He has had many friends but all of them have stabbed him in the back at one point or another. His Dad one day heard about the boarding school and decided to drop him off. Adam knew in his heart that his dad would not come back for him. Personality: Distrusting, Frightened by sudden movements, Opens up if you can get him to trust you Family: They don't care about him. Appearance: 
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:27 am
((Welcome to the RP Just jump in anywhere you can find a place. I hope I left a good opening for you.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:31 am
Adam stared out the window of the car as they rolled up to the school. "Get your stuff." He heard his father say. Adam got out of the car and grabbed his stuff. "Boy come here." He heard his father say. "Y-yes father." Adam replied walking up to the window. He saw his father smile, before he felt a fist connect with his face. Adam fell back. "I figured I would give you something to remember me by." His father laughed as he drove away. Adam felt tears spilling over as he slowly sat up.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:36 am
Seeing a car pull away quickly and an apparently stunned new student, not sure weither to sit or stand, Rena quietly jumped off of the balcony landing softly on the balls of her feet approaching the youth. It wasn't every day that you got a new student here. You had your cliques and your groupies. Better to get to know a person before they became opinionated.
Softly taping the boy on the shoulder she quietly asked, "Are you OK?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:40 am
Adam felt the tap on his shoulder. He jumped and scooted away from the girl. "I-I'm Fine. W-who are you?" He asked the girl.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:43 am
Jumping back and fumbling her violin around in her hands in surprise she grabbed at it before it fell. "Hehe sorry." She looked down idly at the violin making sure there was no damage. "Name's, Riena. I saw what happened over there from the balcony," the girl slowly pointed up a floor to the right of the courtyard opening to a white rail. "You going to be OK? That looked that that was a nasty hit...."
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:49 am
Adam looked at the girl. "I'll be fine." He said. "I've had alot worse from him. He said, spitting the word.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:54 am
She blinked once or twice not really knowing what to say before she finally had something come to mind. "So um.. Do you need to find the administrative office? It should be right down this path in front of you and on your left..." She trailed off, "If you need to know where anything is, let me know. Just ask around and people will tell you where I am. They're always complaining about how much I play on our off days anyways."
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 11:57 am
"Thanks." Adam said. "Maybe we'll run into each other later." He said as he began to walk towards the administrative office.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:02 pm
Going the other way quietly up the stairs, she returned back to her balcony seat feeling not right. "It was almost as if... he could read my mind." She shivered unpleasantly. Twould be very unpleasant if it were true she concluded as she poured out her thoughts and started to play Vivaldi Winter.
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