[align=center]“There’s the idea that you can’t truly know happiness until you know sadness, so how can you heal yourself unless you’ve hurt yourself?”
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[b]Evangeline ⚜ Reed
[b][color=black][size=10][font=courier]Eve rolled out of her bed, hitting the floor with a sickening thud. Moaning, she stood up, cursing the disembodied voice under her breath. Hammering her fist on the wall, she wanted to make sure her roommate was awake.
“[b]Kakura, wake up.” Eve growled, not meaning to sound so aggressive. Brushing back her messy white hair back from her big violet orbs. Evangeline shuffled over to the bathroom, shutting the door right after she had walked in. She took one look at herself and was forced to do a double take. Eve looked terrible. Her short white hair was a rat's nest of cowlicks and odd curls, with a purple ribbon knotted in the cotton colored mane. Her night clothes were stained and about 5 sizes far too big for her petite size.
It took her about ten minutes to comb out her hair and tie the strands long enough back into a whatever. She changed into a pair of black jeans and a dark purple shirt that clung to her like white on rice. Eve brushed her teeth till they glimmered like opals, then exited the bathroom. “Bathroom's open.” She told the reclusive girl as she exited the room, heading straight to Auditorium. Then she caught herself wandering about the halls, utterly lost. “Ummm, help?” Eve called, her violet optics scanning the area for someone, anyone.
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Lucas Moore
rise and shine. idiot. stupid. get up. youre in school. fine. just die already.
Lucas rarely had the luxury of a good dream. He remembered his mom talking once about how they reflected what you wanted or how you felt inside. If that were true, then he either wanted to be mocked at or was a dark person. To him, it was a little cliche but that's just how things were for him. He saw only a pitch black nothingnss with all these words and phrases shouted at him. It felt like torture and only made him happy when he finally woke up at the right time.
There was a momentarily relieved feeling when he finally opened his brown eyes, his pupils immeadiately readjusting to the low brightness of the room. He almost thought that they were gone from the silence of it all, until he made the mistake of listening closely. It sounded like buzzing to his ears and marked a reminder that they were still here. They weren't going to go away.
He didn't hide his dissapointment as he turned around and stared forward at the other boy sharing his room. He seemed asleep, but then again Luke was too tired to see properly. He didn't bother checking any further and focused more on getting out of this room. He slid the sheets off his bed and walked to his small closet, choosing quickly a striped shirt, blue jeans, and a thin black jacket. A red striped scarf was wrapped around his neck and headphones placed around that just in case he needed a distraction. He took little time brushing out the knots of his hair, preferring an unkempt look, before brushing his teeth and doing the rest of his daily routine. It took him by surprise when he realized he was done under fifteen minutes. Looking to his roommate still in bed, he decided to wake him up. He picked up a sock and rolled it into a small ball before chucking it at him, aiming for his head. Typically Luke wasn't the kind of person to throw things at sleeping people, but he felt too lazy to actually walk over there and pull of all the covers.
'Hey, it's time to get up, Eri. I'm already out the door,' he announced before actually heading outside and closing the door behind him.
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-Naomi Yoshida-
She dreamed of monsters, Hell and demons. She dreamt of life, death and everything in-between. This was usual for her, she viewed death as it was nothing, seemingly almost normal for her. Her dreams would be filled of darkness, pure silence, death. Her dreams were her quiet zone, a place for her to get away from it all. A place where she felt accepted as normal.
Naomi awoke to the principals voice on the loudspeaker. She wasn't used to getting up this early, usually laying in bed for hours until her mother yelled at her to get up and do something with her life. As she stared up at the ceiling, everything went silent. She batted her dark brown eyes and pressed her head back deeper into the pillow, thoughts raced through her mind.
time to get up. no stay in bed. i'm dead. no stop. get up now. don't listen to yourself. sleep longer. you don't belong here. i said stop.
She quickly sat up and looked around the room until she rested her eyes on the bathroom door. "Time to get up. Up and ready," she whispered and rushed to get her clothes. Before stepping into the bathroom she glanced over at Allen to make sure he was still asleep. She didn't want to wake him up before she was done getting ready. Hurriedly, she dressed in her usual style, a red flannel shirt paired with dark blue jeans, and brushed the knots out of her long red hair. She slowly brushed her teeth until they felt clean enough and went back into the room. Standing by his bed she peered down at him. She wanted to wake him up, but she wasn't used to sharing a room with anyone, not knowing if she should wake him, only having one sleepover in her life. Instead Naomi turned around and walked over towards the door. "Hey...get up Allen," she said quietly before walking out.
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He couldn't sleep. Actually, he did sleep. He only felt like he didn't and that was due to a small problem. Allen wasn't used to sharing rooms and never really liked to in the first place. He did once at a boarding school before the other person complained he talked all night and was acting creepy. That wasn't the concern here. Although, it was perhaps a little bit - the 'sharing rooms' part that is.
He was curled up in the corner of his bed at the moment, eyes closed but ears alert as soon as he woke up half an hour ago. His hands were curled around his old copy of Alice in Wonderland, his treasured book pressed against his chest. He could hear the rustling on the other side of the room as that person got up and readied herself for her day. It was only when she asked him to get up did he dare uncurl his hands and open his eyes.
'I'll get up when you're gone. I don't want to lock eyes with the Queen of Hearts,' he said icily. If he wasn't so drowsy he probably wouldn't have said these things, but because he is he did say so. He glanced over his shoulder when the girl had left and finally dared to climb out of bed. He took a couple relieved breaths, feeling his heart beat fast from such an act, before he started getting ready for another day.
As he chose his outfit - a casual white dress shirt, black pants, and a dark grey vest - he wondered if he had changed again today. Every time one woke a change was brought inside them. He looked in the mirror with curiosity as he arranged his hair and wondered if that was true for him. Maybe I just don't notice now, he thought. Perhaps I'll see a difference later on. Content with this, he walked out the door and towards the auditorium. An idea hit him that reminded him of the Red Queen. What would he do if he spotted her? If he happened to see the Queen...Well, he'd simply walk as fast as he could. It'd look odd but it was better than actually talking to her directly.
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[size=9pt]After hearing the intercom click off,Satori peered up towards the ceiling and made a small pouty face, "But I was just about to fall asleep. That's no fun,party-pooper principal." The small girl said,crossing her arms over her tiny chest. Satori didn't sleep much during the night and when she did...she would wake up shortly after her eyes had closed. Making a small 'hmph' noise,the five foot four inch girl slid out of her way to uncomfortable bed and slithered over to her dresser before stripping out of her...well...sorta pajama's and put on the uniform she was assigned to in this very nice place. After dressed,Satori peered over at her roommate,Satoshi's,side of the room. It was too colorful...sorta. Besides the chipped paint,curling off of the wall,behind his head. Giving a small smile,Satori took in a deep breath before jumping up and shouting as loud as her seventeen year old lungs would let her,
"Hey wake up stinker! We have to go to the auditorium!" Satori shouted before covering her mouth as laughter spilled out of her cracked pale lips. Backing up,Satori fled the room before the male roommate could catch her and ran with lightness towards the auditorium.
After turning a few corners,the ebony haired girl slowed to a stop and just faintly began to hum and twirl towards the open doors of the auditorium. She felt light and bubbly,happy on the inside as she danced and hummed to herself softly,entering the auditorium.
Looking around with crimson eyes,Satori peered at all the students gathered in the stage room and wander who she liked to talk to first but couldn't decided so,the indecisive girl that she was,stood in the middle of the doorway and kept searching for a new face to talk too.[/size]
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Aisha Kakura
Aisha groaned, muttering something that sounded like "pathetic human....waking me up so early". The younger Kakura huffed and got out of bed. "First day, stay with your brother. Only speak when spoken too, keep it short." The girl told herself as she grabbed what she needed and headed to the bathroom
Staring at herself in the mirror, she didn't look that bad since she really didn't get any sleep. A few strands of hair stuck out but that was really it. She took her brush and easily brushed through it.
Her hair was straight and neat now, she gave a grin. She stripped down and put on a pair of jean shorts and a stringed brown tunic, she also slipped on a newer hoodie of hers. It was black brown-ish zipless hoodie with a white inside, that has black dots running vertically down the side of her face on the inside of his hood when on, mirrored by white dots on the outside.
"Ready to go to the auditorium"Aisha muttered, leaving her pajamas in a neat pile in the corner.
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Satoshi Shou
Satoshi sat up in an instant, eyes searching the room. "Aww She left. Too bad for Shii, he couldn't get a wack at her."Satoshi hummed getting out of bed. Trotting over to grab a pair of clothes, slipping them on in a matter of minutes and brushing through his barely messed up hair easily.
"Let's have fun today, nothing bad okay."He smiled, as if talking to other people. With those words he ran out of the room and to the Auditorium.
Satoshi arrived quickly, staring with sparkly eyes at all the kids that had gathered so far. "And theres so many more to wait for!" He wondered who to talk to first or maybe wait afterwards.[size]
[size=10]Aito Kakura
[size=8]Aito hissed, as he sat up. "really didn't need to be so harsh."He muttered, grabbing his clothes. Jeans,a black t-shirt and his favorite hoodie, he quickly slipped them on. Next, he grabbed his shoes, black and white converse. He put them on and laced them up tight, in hopes they don't come untied.
grabbing his blue and black striped brush he brushed through his tangled hair, brushing through it until he thought he was good to head out.
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Luke didn't spend too much time walking. He hated the buzzing noise in his head and the random slurs they whispered. Reaching back into his memories, he couldn't recall an instance where they said something nice. They either were mumbling, insisted on things, or had rude words to say to him. He readjusted his scarf as he turned another corner, looking only a little bit bothered. He entered after a blond haired boy who seemed a little too cheery for this sad place. As usual, the voices made his head ache as if reminding him he could never be that cheerful.
Brown eyes skimming the entirety of the auditorium on the off chance he'd know someone, Luke couldn't spot a single recognizable face. He didn't bother emitting a sigh and instead shuffled his way to one of the middle aisles, sitting at the edge of the row. They didn't like him being squished between too people and honestly he didn't either. It made him feel uncomfortable being surrounded by people. At least he couldn't see the voices. His gaze immediately flickered upwards as the lights dimmed and out walked the strong figure of the principal. He nearly flinched at the sight of his abnormal smile and empty eyes. His head started to hurt and he struggled to keep focus, feeling the phantom pain grow greater the more he tried to concentrate. Then, as the man spoke with a booming voice, they eerily settled down as if they were intrigued by what he had to say.
Allen Blackwell
'Alice in Wonderland, where is the path to Wonderland? Over the hill or here or there? I wonder where,' the young boy mused to himself as he walked, distracting himself from his earlier worries. He seemed slightly out of it and caught the occasional glance of a couple students. It reminded him of the concerned teachers who would take him out of class or those who would single him out as troubled. However, he payed them no mind. The chorus was a simple tune, nothing dangerous. There were others who muttered more threatening things than questions regarding an unknown place.
He entered the doors with a bright look and quickly sat in a seat near the back. It looked like he wasn't the only one curious about what would happen. The students expressions, from what he could see, ranged from pained to happy to tired. Well, they didn't exactly match his but he was sure they felt the same way. Allen watched as the man himself stepped out as the lights turned down and the curtains drawn back. The man nearly alarmed him at first with his wide emotionless expression. He nearly labeled him as the Cheshire Cat before deducing he could just be a King of Hearts. For now, he just needed more info before labeling this man as someone who's meant to be there and explain everything to him.
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Letting her red gaze search the faces of all the students before she finally recognized a familiar face. Satoshi's,her roommates blonde air stood out in a flash. With a sickening smile,Satori found herself slithering over to his side,the ebony haired girl brushed out her black skirt before acknowledging Satoshi. With a smile painted across her lips,Satori parted her pink lips to speak in an innocent tone, "Good morning Satoshi-kun~!" Satori said in an almost too cheery tone...even for her. With a small laugh and giggle,the crimson eyed girl wrapped her tiny fingers around the other boy's arm and leaned her head against him. "I can't believe you didn't ask me to walk with you to the auditorium. You're so rude sometimes,Satoshi-kun." The five foot four inch girl purred innocently,giving a small laugh to the boy.
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Satoshi Shou
Satoshi gave one of his sweet and innocent smiles. "I'm sorry~. You really never gave me the chance, though I guess that's the price of being slow, right?" Even though it was a more joking and casual tone,bitterness was subtly injected in the last few words.
"I can make it up later with maybe a gift or some one-on-one later."Satoshi suggested,"But for now, let's wander off and find some friends, it's not fun being alone."
The happy, sparkly golden eyes danced around the auditorium for a while before looking at Satori,"Is there anyone inparticular you want to talk to or pester for a while?"
The blonde was actually pretty excited, even though it's not the best situation to be excited to or try and meet new people, he was still excited. He still had his worries, he didn't want to be seen crying or hurting someone else just because he swapped personalities. This place was already depressing enough as it is, he didn't need himself adding to the problem.
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Aisha Kakura
Aisha entered the auditorium, glaring at all the people there. "So many of them"She stated bitterly. She sighed, masking her bitterness with happiness and a smile. Of course no one would realize.
Play it well. decieve them. Lie to them. She thought repeatedly, before going off and finding herself a seat farthest away from people. She spotted her oddball of a brother easily, but didn't do anything. She'll let the kleptomaniac boy come to her instead.
While waiting to start, she fumbled with the edges of her new hoodie, sliding the fabric in between her fingers and twirled on her index. A small, deceitful smile on her face while doing so.
Aito Kakura
Aito enters the auditorium, gazing around, staring at the wide-range of people he could meet. He knew he wouldn't get along with some of them, but at least he has a chance. This place seemed a bit too gloomy for him, hopefully that'll change in a few days. Don't put your hopes up to high Kakura He scolded himself.
Blue orbs scanned the room for his sister, once, twice, found her.
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Kazuya Aihara
Kazuya really hated being woke up early, but he'll just have to get used to it for now. He grunted and forced himself from the comfort of his blankets. "I don't understand why I'm here. I'm fine"He mumbled, grabbing the blue mask and tied it behind his head. He grabbed his normal black t-shirt, red pants and black fingerless gloves; He put them on with ease. He ran a hand through his hair, no tangles. "Proves how easy it would be if you didn't move around constantly."Kazuya sighed.
His gaze wandered over to the red jersey he normally wore, the one with the white stripes down the sleeves, he wanted to go without it today, but then he just wouldn't feel complete. He sighed,grabbing the red piece of clothing and tied it around his waist.
"It's better than going without it, I guess." He gazed over at his sleeping roommate, Aloisia. He rolled his eyes, reaching for a pillow and threw it at her. "Pathetic girl, wake up."He hissed,"We need to head for the auditorium."
Another person to look out for..Great He thought, grabbing his shoes and put them on,tying them up good. Without saying a word to his roommate, he left for the auditorium
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Hideki Akari
Slowly the redhead got up, after being awake for almost the whole night he was bound to be slow for a few hours. The boy quietly got dressed, the only noise being that of shuffling as he put on his clothes and shoes. He chose not to wake up his roommate in fear of being yelled at, he couldn't take it.
Loud sounds had always gotten to him,cheers,thunder,yelling or screaming,large group clapping together ect, sometimes even thinking about it got him upset. He really hoped the auditorium isn't loud, hopefully it's just a lady talking and nothing else.
He silently left the room, closing the door with a click. Staring down the hall for a long while before heading down it, the sound of his shoes tapping against the floor and maybe a few other quiet sounds were the only thing he could really hear.
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Out of Character
Can I have a link to the sign-up thread? I couldn't find it on the first post, if it was there.
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Satori sighed, "But people are always so annoying." The ebony haired girl sighed once again,keeping her crimson gaze moving throughout the room and keeping her hands gently on Satoshi's arm, "I don't really know who to pester...it's always fun..." Satori said,taking on a whole other attitude. A devilish smirk etched it's way across her pale lips as she kept scanning the crowd for someone to mess with...well in Satoshi's words "being friendly". Snickering to herself,Satori noticed a girl with long blue hair and that peeked her intrest...she had never seen someone with blue hair before. "Look at her..." Satori whispered with soft delight and gave Satoshi's arm a squeeze before pointing at Conner.
ooc;
http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1608882.0
here ya go!! c:
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Satoshi Shou
Satoshi's eyes wandered towards the girl his roommate wanted to speak to, but not before scanning the others in the room. He gave a small frown for a split second before giving a uncharacteristic smirk.
"She doesn't look like much on the outside, but I guess we can check it out." He stated, a cynical tone to his words,"How about we see what she's made of, if she's made of something in the first place?"
The sixteen-year-old, looked down towards Satori to what she thought.
Let's give the girl one of our famous welcomes, hmm? He questioned silently.
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[size=3]Aloisia Crough Zelda[/size]
Feeling something hit her back, she awoke startled. Hearing the lovely angry hiss of her roommate, she didn't move. Feeling no need to, if she was late that was it. Didn't bother him a bit. Once she heard the door close, she was up. Needless to say she would have been up, if she didn't have more nightmares last night. She was up pretty late, though she eventually drowsed off. 'Is this what I get to deal with all year?' She didn't know why she was already thinking that. It was there first day of school. But to put it simply, he hadn't started it off too well.
Walking to the bathroom she brushed her teeth, the strong mint flavor woke her up. Moving back to the room she put on her clothes. Simply she wore a cream shirt with pink spots, putting her green sweater over it she moved to her pants. Sure, they were what would normally be called 'skinny jeans' but that's all the jeans Emir's mother ever bought for her. Going back to the bathroom she brushed her hair. Walking out she put on her shoes. Walking out of the room with her shoulders slumped, she looked around for Emir.
[size=3]Emir Chye Drevelle[/size]
Emir on the other hand was the first to wake up out of the roommates. She was already ready, dressed in a purple long sleeved shirt, and pants. The only thing that wasn't on was her shoes. But of course when her room mate woke up, she had to do a bit of taunting or it wouldn't be fun other wise. But, as it was yesterday she got no reactions from CiCi, the same thing happened today. She got dressed and left, though Emir couldn't follow for she had to wait for her own sister. After a while of waiting she went out, seeing her sister walk out the door she called out. "Heeey, Aloisia. How has your morning been?" She questioned the smaller girl, but she kept quiet. As if she didn't feel no need to tell her sister.
They walked in silence Emir said many things but blunt answers often came from Aloisa. As if she wasn't in the mood to snap, but didn't feel the need to be happy. Closing in on the auditorium, she supposed CiCi already made it here with her brother.
Just one more night, okay?
Yeah right. I've spent more than one year in the Ward. I've been through hell and back. I've had a f-cking pen stabbed into my gut!
I wish I--
I wish..I wish..I wish. It's always a wish. I can't get over why I wish, or why I don't do. It's hell, it's not right, I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be in the War--
I'm not in the Ward.
He opened his eyes to the world of chipped paint and the smell of bleach. He brought a hand to his face, noticing the lack of bonds. I'm really not in the ward. His thoughts were surprised, though he licked his chapped lips, sitting up. He'd hoped his rings --eleven, one for each finger except his left ring finger, that was for a wedding band, and two for each index-- hadn't been confiscated like last time. Looking for the gold and amethyst jewels, he sighed. He'd have to search later. Later. When he was in a free period or something.
He'd have to find a weapon to stay safe too, possibly to stay safe from himself. He glanced over his blurred room, then slipped the hipster frames over his eyes.
"My name...My name is.." He stood, going through a morning routine, now habit from the Ward.
"My name is Eri Dan, I go by Eridan. I wwas taken in by the Wward. I havve PTSD. I broke Sol's nose, I killed Fef, I shot Kan. I shot at Cro." He continued through the routine, his wavy accent forcing him to stutter through his "w"s and "v"s, doubling the "W"s, and turning "V"s into single "W" sounds.
Once dressed in violet, he ran a hand through his unkempt hair. His styling equipment(gels and combs of various designs) had been taken, and he could only brush his hair to the side, leaving it oddly loose around his neck instead of stiffened up and to the right like he normally would.