Orion University of The Arts [Talented & Devine|Open RP]

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    Character List


    Marleen & Darceline Worchester
    Felix & Noah Venchaster
    Octavia Morriston
    Lucian Morriston
    Leveon Morriston
    Alister Synixer
    Emery Synixer
    Lillika Synixer
    Sephera Coast
    Brittney & Brooklyn Taelor
    Jacob & Madison Markkus
    Blair Hills
    Finley Wright
    Victor Long
    Alice Graham
    Becquerel Minaeu
    Joel Ross
    Lylac Stein



    Roleplay Information


    If you're here, you were chosen to attend the Orion University for the special talent, abilities, maturity and potential you posess to turn what you enjoy doing into a successful career. Here you will intermingle with other students in different grades and majors, and get many ideas for starting your own business along the way. remember at any time you may choose to change from a dorm to a local apartment as long as you provide moving papers to the main office.
    You will follow your schedules and switch classes or time skip only when an announcement is made. When you see an announcement it will be in large white moving text that will signal a bell or other news. For any further questions you may contact the office or PM the creator or other mods.


    Announcement Preview


    [move]You May Begin the Roleplay.[/move]

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Blacky ♥ ().


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Maybe you could do the first post, Blacky?
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    [justify]Octavia held her books in hand as she walked down the large corridor, as usual she was one of the few students to wake up from her dorm a tad early just to be able to sit in the library before all the classes started.
    Emery yawned and sat up in bed. His hair was messy, he removed the covers off his bare torso and stood up and walked over to the mirror, fixing his hair and grabbing some clothes for the day before heading into the shower.[/justify]
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    I sigh gently, and then turn into the parking lot. I pull into,'Student Parking' and then kill the engine. I move some of my dirty blonde hair out of he way, before grabbing my bag, and popping open the trunk. I then get out of my red Ford. Sure, it was a nice car, but I didn't really need it. I grab my two suit cases; One had my clothes, a few books, and my computer. My other one, however, held all of my sewing supplies. My needles, my threads, my fabric, all of that stuff. Being an actor, I normally made my own things. My bag has the rest of the stuff; My laptop, some of my books, a spare of clothes, my wallet, and my passport, as well as the certificate I had gotten, proving that I was an American now. I had actually only moved here about six mo this ago. I was interested in a the monuments, and the first one I saw was the Statue of Liberty. It was amazing, though I didn't realize she had Mortans toe. I giggle to myself, thinking of the statues long second row, and how it was bigger than the but toe.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Joel jumped out of his mother's blue minivan, his neon pink luggage in tow. His short, brown-haired mother hopped out of the driver's seat and wrapped her small arms around Joel in a fierce hugging, spinning him around. "I'm gonna miss you, Joeyyy!" She said, sniffling. "Me too, mama! I'll Skype and call, okay?" He said cheerily, attempting to make his mother less sad about her only son going off to college. She nodded and wiped at her eyes, smearing her makeup slightly. "Bye mama! Love ya!" He called. She waved and got back into her car, driving off to her home a few hours away. Joel smiled a bright smile and carried on, dragging his suitcase behind him. Inside were clothes, a laptop, straightener, hair dye, recipe books, and other small luxuries. He lugged the heavy bag along, panting softly as he groaned and pouted, dropping the thing to the ground. He'd planned on unpacking quickly, maybe meeting his roommate, then head to class enthusiastically, but obviously his suitcase had other plans. The pastel-haired boy pouted and stuck his tongue out childishly at his bag before plopping down on top of it, crossing his arms over his chest.
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    I turn my head around, hearing the slight shouts. I smile at the boy, but his suitcase seemed to be heavy for him. I giggle lightly and walk over."Need some help with that stone of yours?" I ask him, my English accent kicking in. I give him a cheerful smile and offer him a hand.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Joel's head snapped up at the sound of a new voice. Before him stood a girl with dirty blond hair, offering him a hand. "Oh! Y-yes, please!" He said quickly, springing up and smiling cheerily. "Thank you so much! I thought I'd never even make it inside!" He said with a slight pout, giggling.

    I laugh. I already liked this fellow."Not to worry, love. Lylac is here to save th day! Here, carry my suitcases, their not that heavy. I got this one." She lifted up the bag, and was a bit surprised at how heavy it was. Nothing seven years of Gynastics couldn't lift though."Wow, this is as heavy as four mats!" I say, already a little tired. But, none the less, I would carry it no matter."I'm Lylac, as you already know. Might I as, what's your name?"


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    Joel giggled and blushed in embarrassment. "Yeah, I dunno how it got so heavy.." He said sheepishly. He wrapped his hands around the handles of her two bags, lifting them with ease. It was a fair trade, after all. He was slightly embarrassed that she could lift more than him, but he dismissed the thought quickly.

    I give him a smile, then begin to walk. I hadn't anticipated at how heavy it was, but i put it aside as fast as the thought came into my mind. I let out a small puff of air, then turn to the by."So, whats your major? mines acting, err, performing arts."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Joel gave a bright smile as they began walking towards the school. "Oh! I'm Joel." He recalled her question, rearranging his pastel hair with a flip of his head. "My major is culinary arts! I love cooking!" He said excitedly, a sparkle in his eyes.

    I smile at him and nod my head once, a bit slow."Really? As do I, but i don't take classes for it. I'd eat creme brulee in a heart beat." I tell him. I let out another short puff of air."How many cook books do you have in here, might i ask?"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Joel felt slightly embarrassed and ashamed as it seemed she was getting tired. A pink blush coated his cheeks as he looked down, the two bags hanging at his sides as they made their way through the school towards his dorm. "Um.. a lot?" His small voice said, not recalling just how many he'd packed.

    I shrug, noticing his bush."Well, thats just fine. I have loads of sewing stuff in there. Countless needles, every color of thread you could imagine, and just about every type of fabric. I like to make my own costumes, simply because I know they fit. Back in London, I have way more costumes than i need." I chuckle.


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; height: 150px; padding: 0px; overflow-y: auto; overflow-x: hidden][align=left][size=10][color=black][font=arial] Joel smiled brightly as they walked. "You could cosplay any character you wanted! That's so neat!" He said excitedly, bouncing slightly on his feet.

    I tilt my head to the side slightly. Cosplay? What was that? I had heard of people dressing up like characters, but I had no clue if that's what he meant."What is this,'Cosplay' you speak of? Is it some type of costume and acting ratio thing?"