NO MORE DREAM || open, detention au

ARTDECO · Jan 3rd 2016

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▼ OPENING MY BOOK OF FACTS ▼

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Shiraishi was quiet by nature unless it was expected of her to share a few words; which she would willingly spare with her friends as she was not an antisocial but a blonde Japanese girl who preferred to enjoy her small group instead of her name being known in the entire building. She could not be popular anyways; she was known as the reserved beauty with the top marks and people often teased her about the books she stuffed her locker with. Now walking in the hallway, books carried by her delicate arms, she was passing by the classes.

That was when a boy crashed into her with all his might with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips; and quite hastily he spared his moment to snicker at her, not even bothering to help her up as she hit the floor quite hard with wide eyes observing the scene. Quickly, the boy ran off with the same speed as before with his friends and left Shiraishi baffled there, yet she got up by herself anyways as she fixed the blonde locks that ran down her shoulders. Then, upon seeing something on the floor; a USB to be exact which she assumed was the boy's, she took it from the floor along with her scattered books and she looked around to see him, but found nothing.

However, she was taken by surprise when a hand gripped her wrist and took the USB from her hand and as she was about to question what was happening, it appeared it was a teacher.

That was the story of how she got the detention slip although it was all a misconception. The boy that had ran into her had taken it from the teacher's bag which included the upcoming exam's file, and what a coincidence that it ended up in Shiraishi's pure hands. It was the first ever detention she would attend, and apparently the teacher who would watch them during the punishment had not arrived yet, according to the noises which came from inside. Grabbing the door knob, she entered with a calm aura, only to find a bunch of her friends there. How strange the teacher was late as she glanced at the clock inside the classroom.

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▲ DREAMING ON A CADILLAC ! ▲

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LIRIM · Jan 3rd 2016

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ringbearer · Jan 3rd 2016

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By this point, it was a regular event for him to wind up in detention; in fact, it got to the point where teachers had stopped bothering to hand him slips, because if they did, they'd waste far more paper than they needed to, what with the budget and all. By this point, they simply gave him The Look™, and he knew that he'd likely not get home at the proper time. Whether it was because he'd gotten into a fight, refused to do homework for the last three years, caught a teacher in the eye with a paper airplane, pinged a rubber band off the back of a supply's head or any other of his shenanigans, one way or another, he always seemed to end up in the exact same place after the final bell.

It had become a second home to him, in fact, detention. Seeing as he didn't have a responsible guardian to go home to, it was the safest place he could find himself, and honestly, he wasn't complaining. The teacher often turned up late and he often got there the moment the bell rang, and he was usually there to welcome people in, whether they were old acquaintances or the new kids who'd finally succumbed to the temptation of Fucking Things Up™. One would expect him, because of this, to have the low grades of a typical " bad kid ", but he wasn't stupid. He was just easily bored, had an eidetic memory, and didn't give a shit about the way teachers phrased things — after all, his way was best, and got him usually flawless marks.

So what was it that had gotten him into detention this time? It was simple, really; there had been a younger student and his friends mucking around with cigarettes, and he'd wanted them, to ... keep them safe. Yeah. The kid with the cigarettes had been too young to get lung cancer just yet, so he'd asked for them, and had obviously been refused. And, well, out of pure concern, he'd punched the cigarette-kid's lights out and then taken the cigarettes anyway. He'd been found not fifteen minutes later, and the teacher to have discovered him hadn't even had to say anything; they'd just given him The Look™, and he'd known he was in deep shit.

The black-haired boy looked up from his phone as a the door of the room opened, only slightly startled to see the golden girl step inside. He didn't know her on a personal level, but he'd seen her from time to time, and was aware of her name. " What did you do? " Rabdael asked, rocking back on his chair and stretching his arms luxuriously above his head.

very detailed tags & links

General information.

[li]Rabdael Imperial(execution) Harbringer-Sixx[/li]
[li]Male hermaphrodite[/li]

[li]He/they pronouns accepted[/li]

[li]Pansexual homoromantic[/li]
[li]Currently single[/li]
[li]Current Silverblood of SunClan / member of BoneClan[/li]

[li]Ex-Commander of ColouredClan[/li]

[li]Son of Permafrost[/li]
[li]Only child — countless half siblings[/li]

Physical appearance.

[li]Golden serval[/li]
[li]Olive coloured eyes[/li]
[li]Wears three tooth-charm bracelets (one with red beads, one with green, one with blue)[/li]
[li]Slim and effeminate in build[/li]
[li]One vertical scar on his left shoulder, three on his right, and four on each haunch[/li]

Mental characteristics.

[li]Suffers from the following:[/li]

[li]Paranoia[/li]
[li]Anxiety [high functioning][/li]

[li]Passionate[/li]
[li]Sarcastic[/li]
[li]Humorous[/li]
[li]Flirtatious[/li]
[li]Perspicacious[/li]
[li]Self-loathing[/li]

Other information.

[li]Struggling with a form of amnesia[/li]
[li]Suffering from an incubus bite[/li]
[li]Is the supragod of fire & gold, Rabdael[/li]
[li]A hypersexual; currently a recovering sex addict[/li]

Powers and abilities.

[li]Shapeshifting[/li]

[li]⚥ Golden serval [MAIN][/li]
[li]♂ Anthropomorphic deer [usually black][/li]
[li]♂ Black tabby domestic feline[/li]
[li]⚥ Chupacabra[/li]
[li]⚥ Blind blue tabby domestic feline[/li]

[li]Elemental powers[/li]
[li]The Sight[/li]
[li]X-ray vision[/li]
[li]Heat vision[/li]
[li]Pain & wound transfer[/li]
[li]Emotion manipulation[/li]
[li]Memory manipulation[/li]
[li]Growing & shrinking[/li]
[li]Super senses[/li]
[li]Teleportation[/li]
[li]Telepathy[/li]
[li]Ghost mode[/li]
[li]All free powers[/li]

Combat information.

[li]Overall extreme+ difficulty[/li]

[li]Extreme magical difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme ranged difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme mental difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme close-quarters difficulty[/li]

[li]No kill; ask for capture; injury allowed[/li]
[li]Non-harmful gestures can be powerplayed[/li]
[li]Attack in bold white or risk being accidentally overlooked[/li]

Links and other threads.

[li]SunClan plotting thread[/li]
[li]BoneClan plotting thread[/li]
[li][size=8]General plotting thread [wip]

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[li][size=8]Biography [wip]

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lemniscate · Jan 3rd 2016

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_{Now, she sat, slumped in the desk, her thin, almost frail body alone in the mass of rowdy highschoolers. Laughing. Talking. Squealing. She didn't particularly want to talk to them. She wasn't in the mood for talking. Her left foot, her prosthetic one, clanked softly as she tapped the floor, watchoing the clock.}

_{She turned as the door squealed open, raising an arched brow as she smirked, wondering who else had ended up in this hell hole when she saw Shiraishi.}

_{"Shirashi?" She murmured, tilting her head a she stood, trying to be sure it was the blonde girl that she had chem with. How her? She was the biggest suck up and goody two shoes that Abbi knew.}

_{Abbi, per se, wasn't the friendliest with her. Not to say that she was out right rude, but she and he smart girl never really mixed. Abbi mostly got straight D's, where as she believed that Shiraishi was the Principal's list kinda girl.}[/justify]

[align=center][spoiler=MOBILE TAGS]GENERAL&& Abstractdaydreams Osiris Stormborn sulak ; aspen x monde ; lanky African cheetah ; female ;18 months physically ; 24 months mentally and spiritually ; heterosexual ; single ; BoneClan ; #abstractwashere

POWERS&&Manipulating eye color with emotions - Guide Here ; Silver Blood ; Conjuration ; Flower Prints ; Sees the spirit of her mother, Aspen ; Scent Manipulation ; Invisibility ; Soundwave manipulation

INTERACTION&& medium; attack in bold, italic white ; no kill or maim ; minor injuries permitted ; pm for capture ; pm for plots

TOHSAKA · Jan 3rd 2016

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[size=8][color=#F8D498]What was Shishio doing in detention? Ha.. Well, about that. His biology teacher had never been a great fan of him, you see. That was maybe an important statement to lay out now. Anyhow, it had been this very morning, actually, and he had sauntered in with one of those take-away coffees from costa. Maybe, had he been paying more attention as he swung open the door, he would have realised that he both hit a kid in the face with the other end of it, and then proceeded to walk into the teacher, evidently, spilling his coffee down her shirt.

Shishio could charm girls, but this one.. Impossible.

So, that was why he found himself opening the door, paying no mind to the emptiness of the classroom, only peering calmly at those inside. Wait.. What the.. "What a weird selection of people.." He'd murmur, before plonking himself down in a desk close to Shiraishi. He was supposing that he couldn't take out a book, and read that in the time being.

And he wasn't even going to bring up whether he was allowed to get a cup of coffee first, as tempting as it was.

Itas Death Note · Jan 3rd 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 300px; margin-center: -5px; text-align: justify;]☆ [size=11px] Detention was a rather unusual place for the male to be.

He personally would tell anyone and everyone that he hadn't done anything wrong, but that was a slight stretch. They were merely listening to the professor discuss information about Neptune when things had gone wrong.

Ah, Neptune's moons. There were thirteen in total and Triton was quite obviously the largest. That much was correct, at least. As for the smaller twelve they had not been found until the Voyager spacecraft flew by in the later 1900's.

That was when Meikai had stood up and abandoned his seat, slamming the table and corrected the other quite aggressively. Nereid. Nereid had also been discovered before the Voyager spacecraft. How dare someone let the celestial object go unnoticed? It was a complete outrage. He had been quick to voice his opinion there, only to receive a certain slip and a glare as well as a few snickers around him. Ah, yes, it was Meikai the moon nerd being the nerd he was.

'Disrupting class,' they said. He had definitely not done that. It was unjustified, the male deserved to have a fair trial just like convicted criminals whom landed themselves in jail. Innocent until proved guilty, of course! If society functioned like that today, with only evidence from authorities and not witnesses, many people would be behind-the-bars for things they had never attempted.

Not appearing in the best of moods as he opened the door, Meikai was surprised so see a few people. How..intriguing. Taking the seat besides Shishio he would stay silent, surveying the others with curiosity.

[s]he's such a nerd oh my god

alaska t.s. · Jan 4th 2016

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It was Kal's best prank yet actually. She had always had a special hatred for most of the teachers at the school, but most of her ill-feelings were directed towards a certain creepy teacher. The girl could always see him checking out all of the girls and hitting on the teachers and it made her angry. So she decided she would give him a wake up call by booby trapping his room. She did it during the his lunch break so when he got back he'd be welcomed by a surprise. It worked perfectly and Kal would have gotten away with it too had it not been for the stupid goodie-goodie kids who ratted her out.

So there she was, serving half of her two day in-school detention. But she wasn't gonna get worked up about it. It was totally worth it.

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ilya - · Jan 4th 2016

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Tiara really, honestly had not done anything wrong. At all. They had been in class, with the teacher discussing something — she couldn't really remember what class it was. Probably something boring like history. Anyway, she and a few other people had been writing small noted and throwing them at each other. No one was going to find out until an idiot threw their paper at the teacher's desk.

Worse, the teacher read them out loud as well as giving her detention. How embarrassing was it when your teacher told everyone about all your servants and how you were their master? It had been absolutely dreadful. Notes were not safe. At all.

Tiara opened the door to the detention room, looking pissed as she recalled what had happened earlier. The silver-haired girl sat next to Meikai, grumpily staring ahead. She had really been looking forward to tea when she went home. Looked like it wouldn't be happening for a while.
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AFTERDARK. · Jan 4th 2016

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unlike the others, afty always found herself in detention. always. maybe it was because she wasn't careful, or perhaps it was the fact that she just did not care; but here she was again. the blonde noticed she was joined by others, which was rare, and she smiled to herself.}

^{her untied shoe laces slapped against her boots as she walked over to her seat, flattening her red hoodie against her jeans. she peaked a brow, as her seat was now accompanied. slightly irritated, afty huffed and seated herself next to Abbi and Imperial. a seat was nothing to fight over. and so, the blond glanced into her shirt and pulled a cigarette out of her bra. how classy. "anybody got a light?"
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Scorchedrose · Jan 5th 2016

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scorch - 16 moons - boneclan

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ringbearer · Jan 5th 2016

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" You're sat next to me and you're seriously asking? " Rabdael snorted, twisting and fishing in his pocket to produce the item in question, giving it a mocking shake and proffering it to the girl. He was in detention for smoking, anyway (and perhaps attacking another student); was there any doubt about him having a lighter?

The male yawned, settling into a more comfortable position and propping his legs up on the desk, gnawing on his thumbnail. " What're you in for this time, anyway? " like her, he was a regular, and had gotten into the habit of asking, even if usually, the answer (for his type of regular, anyway) was everything.

very detailed tags & links

General information.

[li]Rabdael Imperial(execution) Harbringer-Sixx[/li]
[li]Male hermaphrodite[/li]

[li]He/they pronouns accepted[/li]

[li]Pansexual homoromantic[/li]
[li]Currently single[/li]
[li]Current Silverblood of SunClan / member of BoneClan[/li]

[li]Ex-Commander of ColouredClan[/li]

[li]Son of Permafrost[/li]
[li]Only child — countless half siblings[/li]

Physical appearance.

[li]Blue-grey and white tabby domestic feline[/li]
[li]Pale blue-grey coloured eyes[/li]
[li]Wears pure-gold wrist guards[/li]
[li]Tips of his ears encased in gold[/li]
[li]Two gold earrings near the bottoms of each ear[/li]
[li]Slim and effeminate in build; very scrawny[/li]
[li]One vertical scar on his left shoulder, three on his right, and four on each haunch[/li]

Mental characteristics.

[li]Suffers from the following:[/li]

[li]Paranoia[/li]
[li]Anxiety [high functioning][/li]
[li]Borderline personality disorder[/li]

[li]Passionate[/li]
[li]Sarcastic[/li]
[li]Humorous[/li]
[li]Flirtatious[/li]
[li]Perspicacious[/li]
[li]Self-loathing[/li]

Other information.

[li]Struggling with a form of amnesia[/li]
[li]Suffering from an incubus bite[/li]
[li]Is the supragod of fire & gold, Rabdael[/li]
[li]A hypersexual; currently a recovering sex addict[/li]
[li]Fluent in Croatian and English[/li]

Powers and abilities.

[li]Shapeshifting[/li]

[li]⚥ Blue-grey & white tabby cat [MAIN — ref 1 & ref 2][/li]
[li]♂ Anthropomorphic deer [usually black][/li]
[li]♂ Black tabby cat[/li]
[li]⚥ Chupacabra[/li]
[li]⚥ Melanistic (black) serval[/li]

[li]Elemental powers[/li]
[li]The Sight[/li]
[li]X-ray vision[/li]
[li]Heat vision[/li]
[li]Pain & wound transfer[/li]
[li]Emotion manipulation[/li]
[li]Memory manipulation[/li]
[li]Growing & shrinking[/li]
[li]Super senses[/li]
[li]Teleportation[/li]
[li]Telepathy[/li]
[li]Ghost mode[/li]
[li]All free powers[/li]

Combat information.

[li]Overall extreme+ difficulty[/li]

[li]Extreme magical difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme ranged difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme mental difficulty[/li]
[li]Extreme close-quarters difficulty[/li]

[li]No kill; ask for capture; injury allowed[/li]
[li]Non-harmful gestures can be powerplayed[/li]
[li]Attack in bold white or risk being accidentally overlooked[/li]

Links and other threads.

[li]SunClan plotting thread[/li]
[li]BoneClan plotting thread[/li]
[li][size=8]General plotting thread [wip]

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[li][size=8]Biography [wip]

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