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 Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:46 am
{{Straight from the supreme ruler Randi's previous posts.}}
Inspired by an outcry from friends, we are working on a spinoff of the original Tales of High School, but of a different persuasion.
ALL FANDOMS ARE ACCEPTED. Last time, it was just a Tales of RP. This time, I hope to expand that into all fandoms. If you wish to claim a character, you have to be the first to say so in the thread once I accept your posted password. Please. OCs are accepted, too.
The setting is a very high class academy type of school for gifted and talented people. These talented teens are artists, singers, actors, chefs, and such. This RP isn't based in fantasy, please do not bring magicians or swordsmen into RP (meaning, your character can be a swordsman in the source material, but not in this RP). I do expect characters with bright colored hair and such.
Everyone can have two students and a faculty member to keep it easy! We all know the rules. No sex, no treating each other like crap, and I don't mind swearing as long as it's not all you say. Hahaha. Try to keep it third person (I don't think we all have problems with that, really).
I'll compile a grand list at the front page, so if we have people that come along to post later they'll know who's involved all ready.
In typical anime fashion, this is set in a uniformed school. I'll go and get some nice pics of our uniforms.
-Pictures to come soon-
Kinda just the average, y'know. Cute but very... umm, slightly cliche, I guess.
As for your teachers/Faculty, specify what you'd like them to teach or what you want them to do. No need to get confused. Not everyone gets to have Bob the Janitor. We'll need one principal if someone gets in trouble...
Once we start, use either ((this)) or [[this]] to talk out of character, like last time. Let's keep those to either the beginning or end of your post. I think we're smart enough to figure that one out, too.
arrow February 2, 2008: RP is finally open again. All posts from the previous thread have been transferred over.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:49 am
Suzuricho:
((WOOT. I feel like writing my favorite kind of quiet romance this time. Last time it was blatant and straight forward. I like quiet relationships, myself. So... yeah.))
WE BEGIN, FRIENDS!
The wind arched up, causing hair and skirt alike to fly with it, setting the stage for both young romance and heroic actions. A typically beautiful day for the Gobancho Academy - a school for the prestigious and talented with students from all over the world that come to further study their inherent abilities.
Melodye struggled to keep pace with her fellow students. She wasn't late, but she acted like it easily. Such a fret about her wobbly pace, her frizzy black hair falling out of place each step she took. She pushed up her glasses and decided to walk smoother but slower again, to see if she could at least get there without falling over. That new leg brace made even walking a chore.
"Are you all right?" a voice called behind Melodye, catching her attention. "You seem down. I don't usually see you in the longer skirt."
Melodye didn't even give the voice a glance. "Let's make this as easy as possible without it catching everyone's attention, Mr. G?" she asked, annoyed. "Don't announce it."
He stepped up next to her, his long blonde hair brushed along with the wind. "Oh, now. Don't be upset. I'm sure that young Aurion fellow will escort you to class if you need it." he giggled, making Melodye blush.
"What's a teacher doing making jokes with a student anyway?" she retorted, catching a glance at a faraway redhead coming back from a morning jog. The soccer team was in the middle of doing morning training, heading in to take a shower before homeroom. As he came closer, her angry expression faded and a sheepish grin crossed her face, and as he passed her without as much as a second glance, she sighed.
"Hey, Kratos," Mr. Gregminster called him back over.
"Mr. Gregminster, is something wrong?" the redhead asked quietly.
Mr. G nodded towards Melodye. "Little Miss Suzuri here is having trouble due to that injury from last week. Would you mind helping her to class?"
Melodye blushed redder than a tomato, and could hardly speak. "Bu... but... no, no, I'm fine." she stuttered and looked away. "Please, I can take care of my... my..."
Kratos just extended a hand without saying anything, and when she refused to take it, he lifted her up against his body, taking her up the opening stairs. "Hint, it's smart to take help offered to you, Melodye."
"...thank you... you don't have to..." she murmured.
Mr. Gregminster just thought to himself, Oh, you can thank me later.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 8:55 am
(( Cyril_Amethyst: ))
"Nn.... Rich kid's school..."
Chris had never felt more out of place in his life. He looked down at his somewhat shabby-but-still-formal outfit that the scholarships had bought him.
"Not only a rich kid's school, but I'm here on a sports scholarship.... On soccer. I don't want to play soccer on a team."
He looked at all of the other, high class students, and tucked his hands into his pockets. A weathered green military surplus backpack hung on one shoulder, despite his option to buy a better one, he still chose the rugged old bag.
The wind blew past him, and his untucked uniform shirt flapped in it. His hair blew back, and he sighed, shaking his head, and trudged on to the front door.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:03 am
((Colette-chan: ))
((Woo!))
Down in the courtyard, people were going about what they normally did, heading off to class, interacting with each other and generally being teenagers. However, a series of steps sounded from down on the cobblestone path, and grew louder by the second.
A girl with long, shock blue hair and striking green eyes ran across the path, a piece of toast clenched between her teeth. Her brown bookbag bounced against her hip as she ran and at the same time, she was pulling on her left sleeve of her black blazer she wore over her school uniform.
"Stupid uniform.. how come we only get one? It's not my fault I couldn't find my socks.." She muttered through her toast as she reached into her coat pocket. Pulling out a silver pocket watch with a celtic sign engraved on the top of it, she looked at the time and groaned.
"Gah, I'm late! Better book it." She nodded to herself and then picked up speed. As she did, a few of the guys who looked to be in a fencing class noticed her and got in front of her path.
"Rina, we challenge you to a sword-"
"OUT OF THE WAY!" She yelled as she hurtled towards them. "I'm gonna be late!" She charged at them and bowled them all over. They went flying and landed sharply in the grass.
Rina didn't even stop her pace as she kept on going towards the school. Looking back, she groaned and shook her head.
"Everyday, the same thing. You'd think they'd get the hint-" Rina sighed, but was cut off when she ran headlong into a student with brown hair and a green backpack.
"Ack!" She groaned, falling to the side. Now on the floor, she felt her head and looked over.
"Oh, man. Sorry dude." She winced and picked him up. "You alive?" She then noticed her toast was gone and had found a new home on the floor.
"Aw, my toast."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:05 am
(( talesotaku: ))
"MOVE DAMMIT!"
POW! Something crashed right into Chris' body, something that was most certainly metal and on wheels. It was a bicycle, which flipped upon contact and laid sprawled and broken a few feet away, mangled around a pole.
Though, the bike's rider looked relatively unharmed, as the rider had a soft pillow to land on...which was Chris' chest. She was a young girl, and though was his age, was incredibly tiny via compared height. She had bright pink hair and crystal blue eyes, appearing a bit bewildered, but noticeably cute.
She looked up, staring right into Chris' eyes. She didn't even acknowledge Rina there, because in all honesty, she did not care at the moment. Because, in laying on his chest currently, her cheeks brightened red.
"Gaah!" She grumbled, scrambling up and brushed herself off. She didn't help him up, though she was far too embarrassed. And her embarrassment lead to her being pissed off.
"What the hell! Watch where you're going!" She accused, despite she ran into him. She, still ignoring Rina, went to retrieve her mangled bike. "Now look what you did, you ruined my bike! You owe me big time!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:06 am
(( Cyril_Amethyst: ))
Chris lay motionless for a minute, and let out a low groan of pain.
"What....just...happened...?" He put a hand to his side, where the tire had left a noticeable bruise.
"I get knocked into....then run over....the hell...." He sat up and looked up at the two females standing over him....
The bell rand behind him, in the main building.
He didn't have a single word to express what exactly had just occurred, so he just looked up at Karin and Rina dully.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:08 am
((Colette-chan: ))
'Ooh, ouch. Major pancake much.' Rina winced and then froze as the bell rang.
"Aw, you've gotta be kidding me!" She groaned and tugged on the large pewter handles that adorned the huge mahogany doors.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:09 am
(( talesotaku: ))
"Dammit...don't think you'll get away with this!" Karin snarled to Chris, and struggled to drag the managed bike with her to the rack. Though, she was obviously fighting, considering the tires wouldn't roll and the bike was pretty heavy as a heap. "Nnn...!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:10 am
(( Cyril_Amethyst: ))
'I'm already late...' Chris mused.
"Go on to class, don't worry about it." He waved Rina off, and moved to help Karin.
"Here. I'll carry that for you." He offered, and took hold of the handlebars and seat.
....
Just inside the door, a boy with blonde hair that looked...exceedingly similar to Chris was looking at an unfolded piece of paper.
"Oh, no.... late on my first day.... Dad won't be happy..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:13 am
((Colette-chan: ))
Rina wasn't paying too much attention. After she heaved the huge mahogany open and to a point that they wouldn't slide, she grunted and picked up her bookbag. Slinging it over her shoulder, she went to pick up her toast, and the doors started to slide.
"No, no, no, no!" She groaned and pulled the doors open again. "Why me?" She sighed, checked to make sure her pocket watch was still there and dashed inside.
Once she was inside, she made a beeline up the stairs, her long blue hair whipping about her face and shoulders.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:14 am
(( talesotaku: ))
"I--I can do it!" Karin argued hotly, though Chris had already taken the bike from her. She stood with her arms folded, looking quite irked with her furrowed brows and sturdy scowl. She didn't seem to yet acknowledge that she was at fault for hitting him with the bike, and now he was even helping her carry it.
In truth, she was very aware. She just didn't want to admit it.
"The bell rang. You're gonna be late, idiot," she scolded, though, she was quite late herself. That was just her way of thanking him for moving the bike for her. She was looking towards the building, though her eyes were strayed towards him in somewhat curiosity.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:15 am
(( Cyril_Amethyst: ))
Volt looked up after the girl that had dashed past him.
"W-whoa, wait up!" He ran after her immediately.
....
"Don't really care." Chris answered, and he secured the bike to the rack, then looked back to her.
"Something on my face?" He asked. "You keep looking at me."
He ventured a glance up at the door.
"....come on. Let's go."
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:17 am
((Colette-chan: ))
Rina paused for a moment, turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" She asked exasperatedly, a piece of her blue hair draped across the bridge of her nose.
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2010 9:19 am
(( talesotaku: ))
Karin blinked and glanced elsewhere. "N-no, just, I was...argh, forget it. C'mon, this way." She didn't know why she was suddenly leading him into the school. Though he looked new to the school, and she at least knew her way around.
She pushed open the doors and entered the hall. She pulled out a paper and scanned over her schedule. "Homeroom number, homeroom number, hmmm..."
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