Summertime Galez |Semi-Advance Anime Life Thread| [REBOOT]

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    "The sun so high shines down from the sky, my eyes fill with blinding new light"


    "My body gains hope with emotions and feeling, It feels like I've been waiting for my whole entire life"



    Hello and welcome to Summertime Galez, the Semi-Advance Anime life/Highschool Roplaying thread! Currently every student is enrolled in Sol Highschool, just living through life and the difficulties, and hardships that come along with life. But its not only all about school, the world itself is has plenty in store to change up the playing field, with family and friends along way to help and possibly even harm you being alert means everything. While talking about friends, that's why you guy us! Everybody on the thread are friends to start off with, so we all know each other from past experiences. Well, that's about where the line ends, I hope you decide to join us in the warm breeze of Summertime Galez!



    Currently Looking For / Accepting: Nobody


    Appearance: (Picture is preferred, Description is fine, together with the addition of things that aren't in the picture or feature that cannot currently be scene but are there... P-P-PERFECT!!! :D )


    Name: (Your choice, boss!)


    Age: (13-19, for now at least, this is Highschool after all)


    Gender: (Should be your WCRPG Gender)


    Grade: (Well. Um. Do I have to explain? Yes? Okay then, 8-12, happy? good -u-)


    Personality: (How does your character act, more detail, the better. However, short and sweet written the right way could be enough)


    Crush: (♥)


    Other?: (Anything else you would like to add in?)


    Sign-Up Fourm


    Rules?


    Chapters


    Question and Answers


    Bonus Area!
    Bonus Area!


    [color=#F5F6CE][font=times new roman]Please realise that this is a Semi-Advance thread, post should be decently sized and staying constant with posting is needed, but once again I think we can handle that. The thread shall shall start when all 4 profiles are made.


    (4 Profiles have already been reserved. All slots filled.)

    Appearance:

    (Without the ears)
    Taylor is standing at 4'9 and weighs 96 pounds. She has pale skin and bluish-green eyes. Her hair reaches down to her waist and she normally dresses causally


    Name: Taylor Johnson


    Age: 15


    Gender: Female


    Grade: 9


    Personality: Shy and antisocial, Taylor doesn't like to bother others and tends to stay to herself. But when she's with friends, she's cheerful and happy all the time. (I wanna keep this short because I normally mess up the more I go into detail)


    Crush: N/A


    Other?: hi!

    [color=yellow]{Methinks you forgot to change the "Currently Accepting" section when you remade this thread, Ashco. Oh, and I'll be moving over my form for Plutia soon}

    [img width=244 height=510]http://vignette1.wikia.nocooki…/latest?cb=20120430161524[/img]


    Name: 'Plutie' (Is named Plutia, but everyone tells her 'Plutie' is closer to normal.)


    Age: Fifteen Years (Youngest of the group, and was held back a year for poor grades.)


    Player Gender: Male


    Character Gender: Female


    Grade: 8


    Personality: Plutia one of the sweetest kids to ever attend any of the schools the group has been through. She's soft-spoken and kind to a fault, and is both physically and mentally sluggish. If she ever did feel anger, it's unlikely she'd even act on it.


    That said, she suffers from both her own sluggishness and constant fatigue, and has been lucky to have only been penalized once for her bad grades. Nonetheless, she remains a cheerful, sleepy member of the group, and a skilled seamstress as well, having made plush dolls of her friends on several occasions.


    There was a point, early on, where she'd be teased for her odd behavior. The verbal attacks never got a reaction, though, and always stopped as quickly as they started. Eventually, people just stopped trying. It remains unclear as to whether Plutia is really so cheerful that she can ignore teasing, or if she's just downright stupid. Nonetheless, her friends have come to adore her for it. Coming into a new school for the first time, however, she only has her three closest friends of past years to support her.


    Crush: N/A (At the moment)


    Other?: Heavily based off the character 'Plutia' from the Hyperdimension Neptunia series of games and anime.

    Both of you are accepted!


    And I don't think I made an error... there is one more slot left for another person who is going to join the thread if I'm correct (Ahead of time)

    [color=yellow]{Ah, fair enough. Anyway, on to the oh-so-fun next step: Waiting for the last of the party.}

    [img width=380 height=510]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pini…23085a6d89a179a2719b3.jpg[/img]
    Though he normally wears hoodies he got stuck with this one on his birthday, his little sister gave it to him so that he has a blue one to resemble her orange one.


    Name: Namori


    Age: 16


    Gender: Male


    Grade: 10


    Personality: Namori isn't one for people, he barely even likes hanging around others, especially those who he does not know, luckily he has accepted a few people into his group status so he isn't a complete anti-social loner. Namori is quiet, and usally keeps to himself, even when being talked to directly, sometimes this is seen as him ignoring whoever is talking to him but most of the time he just decides not to say anything. He greets with mostly body motion and has a strange sense of humor, he will rarely have a huge laugh at something, it all depends on what the content is and how much he enjoys it.


    Not anwsering a lot of questions and things he is asked to do Namori has become shrouded in mystery, his friends mostly recognize him for this and he could somewhat careless of what they think of him, which brings up the ultimate question, does Namori even care about his friends at all?


    Crush: -w-


    Other?: Accepted! Well, lights, cameras, action. It's time for take number 2!


    -


    [font=times new roman]Season:[font=times new roman] Summer-Ending

    [font=times new roman]Timing:[font=times new roman] Day Before School


    Namori's flashed open, he blinked a couple times as he leaned on a tree, the only thing that was properly supporting him. He looked at his surroundings, gleams of soft yellow, dark green and even light green wrapped around him, he had fallen asleep in the forest... again. He rubbed his forehead in a strange sense of familiarity but shook it off and started to make his way out of the localized grove. His path soon lead him out of the brush, he found the exit in barely no time, he stood on the sidewalk and let the sun shine on him, standing silently and almost without any emotion. It was a beautiful day outside.

    AshcoForever wrote:

    Namori's flashed open, he blinked a couple times as he leaned on a tree, the only thing that was properly supporting him. He looked at his surroundings, gleams of soft yellow, dark green and even light green wrapped around him, he had fallen asleep in the forest... again. He rubbed his forehead in a strange sense of familiarity but shook it off and started to make his way out of the localized grove. His path soon lead him out of the brush, he found the exit in barely no time, he stood on the sidewalk and let the sun shine on him, standing silently and almost without any emotion. It was a beautiful day outside.


    {Hadn't realized there was a roleplay post there- I'd thought it was just your form! Whoops!}


    "Namooooooriiiiii!" A familiar voice called out from some distance down the sidewalk- One that hadn't been heard for quite some time, for reasons other than the quietness of its owner. There, running down the pavement, was the densely lavender-colored form of Plutia, who was currently engaged in the slowest headlong sprint any human being had ever managed to create, as was her specialty. When she finally reached her target, somehow not tripping over her massive slippers on the way, she took a moment to catch her breath. Clearly, she was not created for such great bursts of speed.


    Plutia | Chapter 1 | Reunion


    Once she recovered, Plutia threw her arms up, nearly tossing the plush doll she was carrying (Likely made from the likeness of some cartoon character) and cheered, "Namoriiiii!" before launching herself into a hug. The lengthening of words could have been for either emphasis or simply a result of her slowness. Both were equally likely. "It's been foreeeeeeever! I missed you!" It was true- Not only had she not thought to contact them remotely over the summer, but she'd also been separated from them for the past school year. Though she was once alongside Taylor in grade level, her poor academics had finally caught up with her, and she'd been refused the privilege of moving on with the last of her friends. Now that another year had come and gone, however, they would finally be together in one place again.


    It'd be good to be back.

    Namori looked over at the upcoming girl, of course it only took mere seconds for him to recognize who it was if the voice hadn't already been enough for him. He quickly stuck his hand out to catch her from making complete impact with his body, placing his palm at the right spot so she would collide with her forehead or just her head in general. In his opinion it was nowhere near the right place to just give out free hugs by colliding with your friends in public, but as he already knew Plutia was a bit more of a special case and that's what more or less made her unique. He actually had barely thought about how much he hadn't seen her and the shocking visit might have turned out to be more of a greeting from a old friend, but he didn't even twitch a smile, all he did instead was just stand and stare at her, emotionless yet alive.

    {A reminder to Kinglion and Aftertale Sans that y'all should throw down your first posts too! We don't want to leave anyone behind.}


    Plutia's arms flailed about in front of herself for a few moments before she opened her eyes and realized her forehead was being held. Seeing his lack of expression or response, both her arms and face fell. "What's wrong, Namori?" she asked. Slowly, of course. "Oooooohhh, do you not remember me, Nori? Come ooooon, it's me!" She renewed her hug attempt, her arms a blur between them as she tried to complete her objective, no matter how futile. At some point, she got tired again, and slouched over again to recover. Her exhaustion didn't stop her from trying again when she'd gotten her breath back, of course.

    Namori sighed softly and took out his phone in his right hand while trying to defend himself from the female onslaught going on with his left, he quickly typed on his phone knowing that multitasking most likely wouldn't work out to well in the situation he had approached.


    Text:
    Namori > Plutia, please. This isn't nearly the time or place to be hugging.


    He stated it bluntly, hoping not to hit any extra buttons because of the girls constant stampeding towards him, quickly he turned back to the girl hoping that she would receive the message, or that she at least had her phone with her... or that she at least hopefully charged her phone, brought it with her and also had it on. He wouldn't normally go to that depth of thinking over just a minor thing like that but Pluita was obviously anything but minor.

    Raion sighed as he put his book down, normally he was content with staying inside, but he felt like getting some fresh air. He stretched and stood up from his rotating chair, he then headed downstairs to grab his cell phone off the dining room table. He checked for any new messages, but saw that there weren't any, so he decided to text Namori before leaving the house.


    Hey Namori, do you want to hang out or walk somewhere? he texted.


    He opened his front door and started walking aimlessly, waiting for his friend's response. Before going too far he realized that he had forgotten his silver chain necklace with a red cross on it. It was a gift, that he would never leave behind. He headed back to the house and retrieved it off his nightstand.

    {OOOHHH BILLY IT AIN'T DEAD YET}


    Plutia, seeing him draw his phone and soon feeling her own vibrating, fished through her pockets to find it. It took some time for her to re-learn how to navigate the thing's menus, but she eventually found the message she'd received. She read it over, and was frustrated. Turning back to Namori with her cheeks a-puffin', she insisted, "But it's always time for hugs!" She crossed her arms, giving a dissatisfied huff. How dare anyone resist the hugsies, especially after so long apart?

    In a comical relief Namori sighed with a puff of air, it was surprisingly yet unsurprisingly silent, hugs could turn into something of mass destruction with Plutia's way of thinking. Plutia at least stopped, that was the main point of it after all, feeling a buzz go off in his pocket he read his most recent message, it was Raion asking to hang out


    He thought over the question for a bit, he hadn't exactly planned to go out and do anything today and he didn't feel like staying out at the moment, even though it was the final day he would have the rest of the school year to hang out with his friends, he supposed.


    Text:
    Namori > I'm on my way home. However, I do have Plutia here. I can ask her for you? which he sent to Raion


    Text:
    Namori > I hope you don't take that to heart. I can imagine several places where it could be very unfitting. Also, it's nice to see you to. which he sent to Plutia


    he looked back over at the girl shaking his head, her logic was funny, and hopefully only funny

    Raion dug through his pocket to take out his phone. He quickly scanned the text before letting out a sigh. He knew that Plutia would be her normal hyper self, and he wasn't sure if he had enough energy to deal with it. He tilted his phone to the side and replied back.


    Fine, tell her to meet me at Connor's corner store near the high school.


    Raion started to make his way towards the meeting point. He hasn't seen Plutia in a while but knew what she would be like once they reunite. He eventually made it to the store, rather than going inside he sat on the bench in front.

    Namori read his first reply in seconds, with quick haste he added on to his first reply to Plutia


    Text:
    Namori: Also, Raion would like to hang out. He said that he would meet you down by Connor's Corner Store


    Plundering his memory he came up with nothing, he had never heard of the store before. It was most likely because he wasn't that active, not that it bothered him anymore than anything else did. He looked over at Plutia once again, her outfit was... well, lazy. Considering that what she was wearing was most likely something she just threw on made him feel somewhat relieved, then again to not care about clothing to the general public that much took something of its own grade, taking his hand he held it up for a high five, compensation for the hug at least.

    Plutia checked her phone again for his next two messages, her face lighting up a bit it the prospect of more of them meeting up with each other. "Ooookaaaay..." she conceded, looking back to him and seeing his hand in the air. She waved in response before turning away and setting off at a sluggishly-paced skip. Even in the air, she somehow managed to refute the laws of gravity, her lift and descent remaining characteristically slow, almost to the point of her floating.


    Still, the mention of "Connor's" store was alien to her. She did remember a corner store Raion may have frequented near the store, so perhaps that was their destination? As her phone was too simple a model to access any sort of GPS, she pulled up a static street map to help her navigate. To date, she still hadn't memorized any of the town's layout, and a map was essential for her.