"So…I have to go to school…" ((MLP school ,always open!))

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    Rules:


    No alicorns.


    No drama in the OOC.


    Give recaps to people who ask for recaps.



    Form:


    Name:
    Gender:
    Race:
    Skill(s):
    Cutie Mark:
    Looks:
    Crush:
    Other:



    My form:


    Name: DJ Sinister ((a.k.a Sinister))
    Gender: Female
    Race: Pegasus
    Skill(s): Music and Cross Country ((lead runner))
    Cutie Mark: A skull with a DJ headset on it.
    Looks: A slim ,well muscled light grey mare with blue,red and black hair. Electric green eyes and black eyeliner. Wears a DJ headset around her neck.
    Crush: OPEN
    Other: Is a DJ in learning.





    Sinister galloped to the school ,her soft mane flowing in the wind. She soon arrived and went to the office to pick up her schedule.

    Name: Arrietta
    Gender: Female
    Race: Unicorn
    Skills: Singing and magic
    Cutie mark: A microphone with a heart behind it
    Looks: White glamorous coat, sky blue and magenta mane with Sunset Shimmer's mane style, aqua eyes and a skinny body. Eyes like Young Granny Smith's (google it! They're cute!)
    Crush: Open
    Other: She has a strong yet sweet voice. She is very generous and loves to give, although sometimes other ponies use this kind ability to step all over her.

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    IC~ Arrietta trotted through the halls of her school. Carrying her books with her magic, and her large but adorable nerd glasses, she obviously looked like a nerd. And she was.




    OOC~
    Ok ;)



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    The mare picked up her schedule and went to her locker. She passed by Arrietta and gave a warm smile towards the other mare. Sinister arrived at her locker and opened it calmly, she put her stuff away.

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    IC~ Arrietta designed her locker, putting up a sticky notepad and a locker rug and chandelier and an extra shelf for her books. She loved organization.




    OOC~




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    IC~
    Arrietta gave a small smile at the organized locker she made, and took her needed books out. She trotted away, getting ready for class. She sat in her seat, straightening her pencils and lining up her books perfectly. She overheard some ponies behind her giggling about the new geek in school. E pretended not to notic



    OOC~
    Hey. Chickens is it ok if Arrietta and Floyd like each other???? :-[ :-[



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    Accepted!


    Sinister grabbed her books and pencil, she closed her locker calmly then bounded to class. She arrived and sat in her seat. The mare pulled up her headphones and listens to music as she waited for class to begin.

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    IC~ Arrietta quietly hummed her favorite song while she waited. She pulled out a notebook with a fuzzy pink pen next to it. She opened it and began to write.
    Dear diary,
    Well, I'm at school. I overheard other ponies behind me making fun of my glasses, but I pretended it didn't bother me. I hope I get to make new friends here. Back in Canterlot, everyone made fun of me. Maybe the pony next to me is nice....
    I'll talk to her...maybe....




    OOC~




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    (Sure :)
    Floyd trotted into the school. He went to his locker and opened gently. The stallion gently placed the books on his back and went to his class. he couldnt wait for his tournement tonight. He sighed softly taking out a pecie of paper doodling cutie marks on it.

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    IC~
    Arrietta blushed, seeing a pony pass a note behind her back, which she didn't do very successfully. She continued on writing, then stopped. She realized how she was a total dork. She slid her journal back into her floral knapsack awkwardly.



    OOC~




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    Floyd nodded at sinster at looked at the row ahead of him seeing Arrietta. He watched her carefully red eyes narrowed. He smiled softly he had seen this made before she was families but he never talked to her. He went back to doodling but kept lookin up.