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 Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:16 pm
SCHOOL.
HIGH SCHOOL.
MULTICULTURAL INTERNATIONAL HIGH SCHOOL.
LIVE IT.
LOVE IT.
BUT MOST OF ALL, LEARN IT.
THEY ARE HUMANS .
WE ARE THEIR CREATORS.
LET'S F*CK WITH THEM.
> 4 LEVELS: FRESHMAN » SOPHOMORE » JUNIOR » SENIOR
XX-RESPECT AND SENIORITY IS THE NAME OF THE GAME
XX-PLAY THE GAME
XX-YOU ARE THE GAME
> AGES VARY, BUT MAKE IT WORK, DON'T BE STUPID, OR YOU'LL BE PUT IN 'THAT' CLASS
XX-YOU QUESTION YOUR PLACE IN THE WORLD? FINE THEN, JUST ASK, YOU CRAZY TEEN
> TEACHERS? WHO THE HELL ARE THOSE PEOPLE?
XX-THE ORIGINAL NATIONS, YOU SAY? SPEAK UP, KID IN THE BACK!
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 1:51 pm
[ANOTHER DAMN PICTURE]
STUDENTS ((PM ME TO REPORT YOUR CHARACTER'S PLACEMENT. FIRST AND LAST NAMES.))FRESHMANAnne Héderváry [Hungary] Saundra Findlay [Scotland] SOPHOMOREChin-Hwa Soo [North Korea] JUNIORTheo Karpusi [Greece] SENIORLiesel [Germany] Alice Kirkland [England] Adelbert Beillschimdt [something like Prussia] Leon Bonnefoy [France] TEACHERS ((PSST, HELP ME OUT WITH THE MR./MS./PROFESSOR EQUIVALENTS! ;A; )) PHYSICAL EDUCATION - HERR LUDWIG ART - FELICIANO VARGAS SEX...SEXUAL...? EDUCATION... - MONSIEUR FRANCIS BONNEFOY PHOTOGRAPHY - ELIZAVETA HERDERVARY MATH...SOME KIND OF MATH... - VASH ZWINGLI TECH...TECHONOLOGICAL...? EDUCATION... - EDUARD VON BOCK, KIKU HONDA SENSEI MUSIC - RODERICH EDELSTEIN SOCIAL STUDIES - IVAN BRAGINSKY ENGLISH - MR. ARTHUR KIRKLAND ASIAN CUISINE - YAO WONG LAO XI EUROPEAN CUISINE - LOVINO VARGAS ARCHEOLOGY - HERACLES KARPUSI OTHER STAFF JANITOR - HERR GILBERT BEILLSCHMIDT
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2010 2:20 pm
TIME/STATUS/ANNOUNCEMENTS
DAMMIT, FINE, GO AHEAD AND POST.
YOU HEAR THAT?
I CUT THE RIBBON, AND ALICE PROCEEDED TO CUT ME,BECAUSE I USED HER SCISSORS.
QUESTIONS? WE'LL ADRESS THEM AS THEY COME UP.
DO YOU WANT TO KNOW YOUR PARENTS?
SURE, SURE, WHATEVER, THAT'S FINE.
I'MMA OPENING UP SPOTS FOR THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS!!! ONE ORIGINAL PER PERSON, UNTIL YOU SHOW ME THAT YOU CAN BE COMMITTED, OR ARSED ENOUGH TO ROLEPLAY AS MORE.
PM ME FOR SPOTS. FIRST COME FIRST SERVE. BUT IF TWO OR MORE PEOPLE WANT TO PLAY THE SAME PERSON, YOU EITHER HAVE TO TRY OUT, OR JUST...BOTH PLAY THE SAME DAMN PERSON. THERE. SOMETIMES, I THINK I'M TOO DAMN SMART FOR MY OWN F*CKING GOOD.
THIS MAKES ME A LITTLE IFFY THOUGH, BECAUSE SOME PEOPLE SUPPORT DIFFERENT CANON PAIRINGS, SO JUST KEEP IT...AMBIGUOUS FOR NOW, OKAY? STICK TO CANON, AND THERE SHOULDN'T BE ANY PROBLEMS.
OH HEY, I JUST HAD ANOTHER DAMN BRAIN BLAST! IF YOU WANT TO TAKE A TEACHER, I WANT TO SEE AT LEAST 3 POSTS FROM YOU! DAMN, I'M ON A ROLL!
I'M WAITING ON POSTS FROM ALL THE PEOPLE THAT SAID THEY WOULD JOIN. THE ASSEMBLY, NOR THE CLASSES WILL BEGIN UNTIL I SEE THAT HAPPEN.
ALMOST FIRST PERIOD! HURRY, HURRY!
TIME: MORNING, JUST AFTER THE WELCOME CEREMONY
XXXXX STUDENTS, PREPARE TO GO TO FIRST PERIOD
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 5:57 am
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀  ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ xxxxxᴀɴɴᴇI dream...
Of him,
him,
and him.
I shouldn't dream of
any
of them.
But,
alas.
I do anyway.
What's that, teacher?
Oh yes, of course!
I'm sorry!
I'll try to do better!
I promise!▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Tentatively, Anne sat on the bench in front of school. It was first year of high school, and she had, one might say, an interesting morning. Nervousness had overwhelmed her. Her night had consisted of her first having fitful nightmares of the rumoured evils of the Social Studies and Math teachers. Then, she woke at what appeared to be 7 o' clock in the morning, to her great horror. Quickly, she threw together all her things and ran out the door. Except, it had turned out to be 1 o' clock in the morning when she woke up. She had since spent the morning running over to the nearest coffee store, where she bought a bagel and cappuccino, and trying to straighten her hair in their bathroom before finally giving up and returning to the school grounds.
It was supposed to be a diverse and accepting mulit-cultural school, but the students from the generation prior had ended up taking their teacher's positions, and their children had become the new students. Her mother ran the photography department. One of the longest and most emphasized courses in that class was taking pictures of the boy's gym class.
Twitching because of coffee a little too strong, Anne began to wonder if the other students would ever get here.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:46 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 1:54 pm
   xxxxNon fregare un cazzo a !
xxxx[ I don't give a f--- ! ]
xxxxxxxxxxxNon entrare in contatto con mei !
xxxxxxxxxxx[ Don't mess with me ! ] 
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Alvaro yawned loudly as he slowly shuffled his feet closer to the school gates. His vision was blurred from tears of utter tiredness. It was ridiculously early yet somehow his father managed to kick him out of bed before the school bell. After the numerous warnings from the previous year that if he bunked or turned up late again there would be severe consequences, but the Italian was seriously wondering what the school could possibly call 'severe' because being kicked out of school wouldn't be a bad thing - but whatever Lovino said, went.
Alvaro leant against the brick wall, dropping his bag to his feet, closing his eyes momentarily. He got here early but now he had time to kill. He began to wonder what his first lesson would be, and prayed to God it wasn't Maths or P.E. or Social studies or English-- heck he didn't really want to do anything but go back to bed.
His eyes wondered across the grounds. It was mostly empty at this time in the morning but his eyes landed on Anne and he walked over to her. He sat down next to her and sighed looking away and for a moment didn't speak.
"Ciao Anne," He'd met her a few times before through his father and Anne's mother, so he almost felt responsible to help her settle in, she seemed a little... edgy or something, "First day at school, huh? It's not that scary, well some of the teachers are scary - actually a lot of them a-- Aha! I mean you'll have fun. Pfshh, I'm not the one to be telling you stuff like that. But if you get bored I know an abandoned music room that's great for whenever you want to skip lessons!"
Alvaro laughed and shook his head. "But as the elder, more responsible one, I shouldn't be saying stuff like that."
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 11:28 pm
Hey! Wankers! This is THE ȺȽIϾɆ ҒɄϾҜING ҜIRҜȽȺND talking! ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ☢ ☣ ☢ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓
Alice wasn't even at school yet.
In fact, she wasn't at home, either.
"Oh f*ck no, don't give me that 'but I love you' load of bull.", she mimicked a male's voice with a roll of her eyes.
"Grow a pair of balls, and don't waste them on a girl like me, got it?", the blonde put on her heavily modified 'school uniform', and picked a satchel-like purse. Each year, her school clothes just seemed to get shorter and shorter, more material being cut or torn off. Many school rules were being broken just by her going to school, if she even went.
New year, same story.
Except this was her last year.
Her plan? Get a job, save money, and die young and sexy.
Tossing her curls back, she exited the room, and then the building, eventually arriving at a shady part of town. Nodding at a group of girls that looked around her age, which was still way too young to be smoking, shooting up various substances, and popping pills the way they were. "Oi Alice, doing anything later?".
"Yeah, gotta head on off to school." "You're still going?" "Tch. ******** yeah. Don't think you'll catch me dead or alive and the sodding Welcome Assembly though. Bunch of bints in one room? Please." "Oh? Want something for that?"
She snorted. "Course. Light me.". Taking out a packet of cigarettes, she leaned over, cupping her hands over a lighter one of them had offered, and waited until the tip of the paper glowed a hot orange-red.
Inhaling deeply, she exhaled in a sigh, muscles instantly relaxing. She hadn't been to that assembly for two years, and she wasn't going to start now. Oblivious to her cousin's distress, Alice took in another drag. She was the school delinquent, troublemaker, druggie, slut, whore, detention-baby. Nobody would miss her anyway.
((Um...I know we're supposed to be PG-13...so if this offends anyone, please do tell, at any point in the RP, because this isn't going to stop unless someone is really against this! ))
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ☢ ☣ ☢ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ It's a you ⒡⒰⒞⒦ me, I ⒡⒰⒞⒦ you ⓦⓞⓡⓛⓓ right here.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 9:58 am
 Quiet, unassuming... Is there more to this façade?
xxxxxxxxxx¤ L i l i y a x B r a g i n s k i
da, sir?
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She felt she blended into this corner nicely. It fitted her being the observer of the troubles within this school. She liked the noise and the caos that surrounded her in the school grounds and so she didn't want to miss a single minute of it. But no one paid her the slightest attention because she was the nobody - the creepy psycho-geek-girl that sat in the corner reading bloody and macabre literature. None of the teachers would ever suspect her of being anything but just an eager student that was just a little abnormal.
So she sat on the concrete dust covered floor, not caring that her skirt was going to get filthy or that this position might mean that she was flashing her underwear. She peered at the ghost-like grounds from behind the book cover and a small smile grew as more people began to flock to this prison cell.
A giggle escaped from her lips. She could hear a distressed call from down the corridor inside the building.
"Yet another victim, fallen prey to the system."
She licked her fingers and turned the page.
¤ ⋯⋯⋯ ¤ 
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 1:36 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ xxxxxᴀɴɴᴇI dream...
Of him,
him,
and him.
I shouldn't dream of
any
of them.
But,
alas.
I do anyway.
What's that, teacher?
Oh yes, of course!
I'm sorry!
I'll try to do better!
I promise!▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ Anne was on the verge of a coffee induced nervous breakdown when she spotted a familiar, comforting face.
Alvaro.
The two of them didn't know each other that well, but they had met a few times while their parents discussed things. He was always a little awkward, and his relationship with his father wasn't great, but a familiar face was something good.
Unless it wasn't.
That wasn't to say that his face wasn't comforting, but that there were some familiar faces that she knew weren't. Like Francis Bonnefoy, of ambigious morals. Her mother had warned against coming into close contact with him. Her mother, the woman who liked to photograph men doing things. Namely each other. Yes, familiar faces could be bad indeed sometimes...
It vaguely registered in her mind that Alvaro was speaking. His voice sounded comforting, like when her mother gave advice. Nice advice, not like Ludwig's commanding "advice," that was always to be taken.
"Ah, yeah, will do Alvaro. Thanks."
She just nodded along to whatever he might've been saying. Flashing a quick grin, that seemed more like a grimace, she dashed off to attempt to find whatever class she had first.
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Posted: Wed Apr 14, 2010 11:29 pm
Adelbert Beillschmidt
What? It's an average layout for a normal student.
The ONLY normal student, I should probably add.
Hey, you don't believe me?
Try getting into a fight with him.
And don't forget to throw the first punch, and to not listen to anything he says about stopping.  Ah, that girl was loud.
Adelbert just had to be one of the people near Saundra when she started her screaming.
Wincing, he sighed, but ultimately ignored her and continued walking, as most everybody else did. Annoying people like that weren't something he wanted to be associated with anyway. He just wanted to go through this year normally. Which was difficult in itself, seeing as this school wasn't normal. Still, it had it's benefits, and overall, was a highly distinguished establishment.
That his dad happened to work in.
His father was actually the reason why he was here in this area in the first place. He had been looking around for a while, a lunch pail in his hand, and a slightly troubled look on his face.
Since it was the first day of school, his dad had been pretty busy, working with a few others to get the building ready for people again. And because he had been working so hard, Adelbert took it amongst himself to try and ease the stress on his parent. Making and bringing a two and a half meals every day wasn't much to offer, considering the now-to-be senior's mediocre cooking, but he had that nice feeling of satisfaction and pride when his dad accepted it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 4:01 am
xxx     _____________________________________- - - - - - -✁- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ♥ Maybe... maybe that was too loud? Saundra somewhat mentally shushed herself and continued to trail the hallway, looking whomever might be of her assistance at the moment, but did she really have such little pride to show her newbie side?
The Scot paused, her shoes clapping into place as she furrowed her brow. She thought more deeply on the issue. The system was new to her, Maybe nothing like back in Scotland. So disorganized and clearly unplanned. Unless her uncle Arthur had a say in this.
She tch'ed and looked ahead, her eyes catching sight of a white-haired boy. "O...oi...!!" As if her feet had a mind of their own, they began to slowly patter after him and then shortly break into a jog. Her bag dangled behind her.
"'Cuse me, when's the bell going to ring? What classes... um... do we have tutorials or something?" She questioned, her hand resting gently on Adelbert's shoulder. "Ah..." She lifted her hand, hovering it vaguely over his shirt before retreating it. Those eyes weren't all that warm-hearted. Blazing red irises, reminding Saundra strongly of the thing's she'd witnessed over her summer vaction. Not quite pleasant.
"...S..sorry if I interupted you."Ooc:
Remember, Saundra doesn't know anyone. Heck, she doesn't even know Theo here. ._.;
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 4:22 am
  Just Lovely. |♪| Whatever, get a room! |♪| Can't you see I'm reading?! xxxx✉ » Present!══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ ♥ ═════Last year, what was last year like again? Theo placed the book to his lap, sliced a bookmarker in, and ran his gaze up to the sky. Same old sky, same old school, same old uniform and rules.
Though last year was filled with memories. Some that embarrassed him, some that just plain out made his hair stand right up. Though the only good thing he could remember from it was being dragged along to several school soccer games with his greek friends. Sports fanatics, even when home was a mess due to economic issues.
"...Whatever." He scorned the thought and closed his eyes, leaning back onto the statue as a soft breeze trickled by, messing with his dark brunette hair. Maybe school wasn't all that bad. Despite the various meltdowns in the previous years.
Theo twitched at that and decided to get on with his book, wait until the bell rung and just sit amongst a class of morons. He flipped the book back open and began to bury his attention in it.♥
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 7:35 am
 It's time for-xxxxxxxxxxxx[scнσσℓ]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ My pencils are-xxxxxxxxxxxxxx[sнαяρεηε∂]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ My reports are-xxxxxxxxxxxxxx[ωяιттεη]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════╗ Another year, another headache. Liesel was all for school. Gathering as much knowledge as one could in order to turn into the perfect adult. She held only the greatest respect for it.
The headache part came from other students. They didn't seem to understand that school was a privelege, something to be taken advantage of to the greatest extent possible. They whined, hid, and fought tooth and nail every step of the way to escape their fate. It was her self designated job to make sure they did as was told.
She scanned the hallways for the ever-confused freshman. She spotted a certain new brunette looking quite confused. She grabbed onto her arm and pulled her towards the main hallway. There was another one near her brother. More would come later. "Attention various confused freshman. You are to wait here and converse until the annual assembly begins. When they you are instructed to, head to the auditorium."
That should've been pretty clear.
Decidedly satisfied, she stepped over towards her cousin. Still, she kept a watchful eye on the crowd. One could never know when a rambunctious teenager would strike. Rambunctious teenager meaning Alice, Chin-Hwa, and Liliya. They never ceased to provide trouble.
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 3:30 pm
Adelbert Beillschmidt
What? It's an average layout for a normal student.
The ONLY normal student, I should probably add.
Hey, you don't believe me?
This guy switches between bringing food from home, and buying it from stores.
He doesn't have a job right now, because his dad won't let him, but he's still looking for one in secret.
Blinking, Adelbert turned down to look at a girl, the girl who had previously been screaming, he might add. How such a small body could yell that loud? Well, such was the wonder of a human body, wasn't it?
"No problem.", he assured her.
"Tutorials, though...?", he titled his head upwards. The white-haired boy was about to answer with an 'I don't think so', before the announcement came on. That was probably helpful, since many of the freshmen wouldn't have known about the welcoming ceremony, and instead went to their first period classrooms. The only reason he was informed of it his first year was because of his dad.
"There you go.", Adelbert pointed upwards, as if gesturing to the voice.
"Do you know where the auditorium is?", he asked.
((Announcements have been edited again, please read.))
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Posted: Thu Apr 15, 2010 8:32 pm
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