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  • Pokehuman Crossing: New Leaf (Open ^^)

    Name: Lorely
    Age: 16
    Gender: Female
    Species: Furret
    Personality: She's a cheery sort, always having a smile on her face even when things start going bad. She barely has a bad word to say to anyone, and this makes most think she has a good personality... which is a lie. Just because she doesn't say it, doesn't mean she doesn't think it. She has a horrible inner-personality.
    Appearance:

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    Other: n/a. Is it too late to join?


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    Name: Ell
    Age: 17
    Gender: Male
    Species: Froslass
    Personality: Fiery. He dislikes being told what to do, but at the same time hates being the leader. He would rather do what he wants when he wants and ends up looking like an impudent brat. Though it might have something to do with overcompensating with his overly feminine appearance.
    Appearance:

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    Other: n/a.

  • Himodesu HIGH!

    Hey. ✖♐✖ֆʆƐƎ¶ᏊaℓƘ¡ɲᎶ✖↯✖ - what movie is your signature from?


    #=#


    Name: Nereid
    Appearance:

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    Gender: Female
    Kind of Element/Species: Siren
    Crush: Open
    Other: n/a


    #=#


    Name: Nika Ventorum
    Appearance:

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    Gender: Male
    Kind of Element/Species: Caitsiths
    Crush: Open
    Other: n/a

  • And a New Life Begins (sign-up thread)

    [align=center]Name: Hadan Minaces


    Age: 13


    Gender: Male


    House: Slytherin


    Personality: Cool to the touch. He doesn't do it consciously, he's just not used to interacting with people the same age as himself, stunting a friendship before it even starts. He has all the decorum of any Pureblood but hates how prejudice the Wizarding World once was to those without 'pure' blood in their veins. He may come out as an ass when you first meet him, but as you get to know him, Hadan shows himself to be an awkward, if polite, teen. All bets were off though, when it came to politics, such as the ones in his own House. Vicious, one has to be, to live near the top of the Slytherin food chain. The look on his face is usually at his own awkwardness.


    Appearance: Hadan is a little below average in the height department - gaining most of his facial features and body build from his mother (a lean, lightly muscled body - because no matter how much he works at it, bigger muscles would not grow) - standing at the despairing cusp of 4'8". His visage usually looks as if he's in pain most, if not at all times - mouth pinched and small nose wrinkled. Dark, nearly black, gray eyes - a more favorable trait he received from his father - were usually blank, something needed if one were to survive in the Snake's Pit.


    Family: Anala Minaces (Mother), Alexi Minaces (Father)


    Brief History: Hadan grew up in a political world where his Father was already training the child to take over the Minaces' Family. This 'training' started at the age of eight and consists of memorizing family trees, Math, Literature, Spell Work (Theory) and surprisingly enough - cooking, on account of his Mother's input. As a result, his social interactions were limited, thus earning him a schooling at Hogwarts instead of Durmstrang where he would have gone. Hogwarts is a more 'sociable' school where he'd be able to not only get excellent education, but experience in society.


    Wand: Silver Lime. 11 inches. Core is a dragon heartstring.


    Pet(s): Himalayan Cat named, 'Karupin.' Elf Owl named, 'Nir.'


    Other: N/A

  • When Ghosts Haunt the Woods (1x1, Open)

    When Ghosts Haunt the Woods


    [font=constantia]There is a Legend about the Woods pass Sanguine Town. A forest with no greenery, whose branches takes the shape of skeletal hands and whose fog destroys any and all hope of returning to civilization. It is said whoever dared to go in, would never return as the creature who claimed ownership of the forest killed all those who entered. A cliched story, one that has little fact and is based mostly on the rumors spread by the civilians located in Sanguine Town, but there is some truth to it. In fact, it's been recently added to the Myth. Just a small thing, by word of mouth it is known that there the creature is actually a trainer.


    #-#


    [font=constantia]Today celebrates the day Sanguine's cherry blossoms bloom, bringing attention to the beginning of spring. Trainers are everywhere, abundant and cheerfully battling it out. The only damper, of course, was the Woods separated by a thin boundary so obviously laid about. Sanguine Town and the Forest, a line of death and life. The pink of the cherry blossoms against the stark blackness of the skeletal trees. It was then the Legend was told, including something a survivor had brought back. Words of advice.


    "Go in with your toughest team and be prepared for a battle for the 'person' who lived there took no mercy."


    This challenge was set.
    Go in and battle this mysterious creature and bring something back as proof.
    This challenge was accepted. Accepted by a trainer baring the name ____.
    #-#


    Plot: There's a strong trainer in the forest. During the annual Blossom Festival, the challenge of going into the forest and battling said trainer is given and many accepts. But only one trainer will have made it back.


    This trainer ___, decides to take this challenge. ___ makes it through after finding out the other trainer's deaths had all been accidents because of the mist, finds the tough trainer, battles. Wins/Loses, ____ still returns to Sanguine Town with It's discoveries.


    #-#


    Important: There is no romance nor godmodding in this. This is literally a battle rp. You find me, I see you. We battle it out. I would like it you don't make all the Pokemon you have have super-effective attacks against mine. One, that would be cheating and two, that would be boring. Also I would feel better if the temptation was out of the way, so I strongly suggest having a male character.


    ->>>

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    Name (First and Last):


    Gender:


    Appearance: (Height, weight, body structure, eye color, hair color/style, etc)


    Age (13-18):


    Birthday:


    City/Hometown:


    Personality: (Give me a solid paragraph or two about how they are as a person. Do NOT give me a list of adjectives, that's an automatic disqualification)
    Accomplishments: (You had to have placed in the top 10 of one of the leagues in order to enter. Make this realistic, avoid being top ten every league, that's highly unlikely.)


    Family (optional):


    Pokemon: (So include your Pokemon: Species, Nickname (if it has one), accessories(items), move set can have up to 9 moves and the Pokemon has to be capable of learning it. No legendary or shiny Pokemon and you can only have 2 pseudo-legendary max) (Need six Pokemon in your party and six in reserve)


    #-#


    Mine

  • All We Know Is Falling (Quest + Semi-advanced Only)

    Name: Mikhail Evangelos


    Nicknames (Optional): Micky


    Gender: M


    Age: 17


    Godly Parent: Hypnos


    Personality: Mikhail is very lazy, preferring to do nothing than to anything if he had the choice. He doesn't really have any close friends - or friends in all actuality - and this shows by his lack of social niceties. If he doesn't like something, he'd say it - bluntly and without remorse. He doesn't really like anyone, so having no friends isn't something he cares about, though he gets lonely at times. People believe him to be unmotivated - which is true to an extent - but he would work hard if its something he really wants, as is the case for nearly everyone. Being his height - 5'6" - he's usually teased by the more crueler campers for it along with his rather negative personality. His only two weaknesses would be his sweets, always having one or two bags on him and turning completely childish with anything concerning them, and his near Narcolepsy.


    Good/Evil: Good


    Appearance (No anime):

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    On the quest or following?: On Quest


    Weapon(s): Poisoned Needles (Drenched in both Circean and Conium), a Celestial Bronze dagger


    History (optional):


    Friends(Optional):


    Enemies(Optional): Some of the Ares Cabin. He was bribed by someone in the Hermes Cabin to prank them in their sleep. Some of the Aphrodite Cabin, he's unaffected by their beauty - doesn't really seem to notice really.


    Hamartia: Sweets Gluttony


    Crush(Optional):


    Theme Song (optional): Come Little Children - Kate


    Other (Include CTF team and try to keep it even): Blue, ftw. I also love the book Matilda - to be honest, it's my childhood.

  • All We Know Is Falling (Quest + Semi-advanced Only)

    "All right maggots! You know the drill, claim your positions and hope we win... or else..." The Ares Cabin Reject tried to look threatening and with the way everyone blanched, it worked. Cocking his head to the side, Mikhail grumbled to himself, wondering why one would be afraid of someone who looked constipated, said so and was forced to roll out of the way when A.C.R. attempted to murder him with a broad sword. On his back, Mikhail yawned - rather loudly - enjoying the twitches when his action provoked answering yawns.


    "Alright, who's taking offense?" Many raised their hand, their ADD preventing them from doing otherwise as they weren't able to stay still for a long amount of time. The only ones who wanted to stay behind would be the Hypnos Cabin, some of the Athena Cabin (the smart ones that'll plan everything out) and maybe - it's a big maybe - part of the Hermes Cabin who enjoyed booby-trapping the area around the flag.


    "Defense?" Mikhail didn't even deign to raise a hand, all knowing he was going to stay anyways. "That's done, know where is the flag going to be?"

  • Olympian Hill [advanced to uber-advanced] -- [open]

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    [size=15pt]Casper || Torvus[/size]


    “I was born on the night of Samhain, when the barrier between the worlds is whisper-thin and when magic, old magic, sings its heady and sweet song to anyone who cares to hear it.”


    Dance me into the night


    [size=9pt]Name: Casper Torvus
    Age: 17
    Gender: Male; Ube
    Sexuality: Bi


    Underneath the moon shining so bright


    [size=9pt]Olympian Parent: Hecate
    Mortal Parent: Hideki Torvus; deceased
    Family: Hideki Torvus; deceased


    Let the dark waltz begin


    [size=9pt]General Appearance:


    He's small, 5'5" and light, usually wearing large, stripped sweaters that make him seem even smaller. He has an oval face, soft features - full lips, pert nose, and angled eyes the color of a stormy day - and a runner's body with his long legs. He's pale - from his father's side of the family - not unhealthily so, it's just the way his skin is pigmented. His face is usually blank, making what would have been pretty greys, dark, dark charcoal dull eyes. The most noticeable thing about his face would be the tattoos on his cheeks which he got when on the streets. When dressing casually, he's in a large sweater and black pants, feet cladded in heavy combat boots lined with steel.


    [size=9pt]Body Modifications: Twin crosses, tattooed upside on his cheeks along with triple piercings down his left ear


    Oh let me wheel - let me spin


    [size=9pt]Personality:


    Casper is an apathetic verbal bully with a height complex. The height complex stemmed from when he was younger, after a rather innocuous event when his father commented how 'feminine' and 'small' Casper seemed, and said how 'cute' he was. This happened when Casper was seven and it had a large impact on Casper's childish male ego. Being called cute, feminine and small wasn't something a male, of any age liked to be called. From then on, he tried his hardest to build up muscle, but to his dismay, it never happened.


    Being apathetic is a... complicated word. It isn't that he doesn't have any emotions, it's just that he doesn't have emotions he wants to be shown. In any case, when Casper speaks, it's usually in a slight monotone which makes his cutting remarks even more damning. Called a 'verbal bully' would be over the top as well, he just calls it as he sees it and most of the time, it's something the other doesn't want being pointed out. When interacting with other people, he's rather forlorn, though he actually enjoys the chaos that normally encompasses the camp during battles or competition. Opposite to that, he hates silence, having more than enough of that to last a lifetime.


    [size=9pt]Preferred Weapon: Anything long distanced.


    [size=9pt]Likes:
    † Caffeine
    † Cigarettes
    † Antiquities
    † Fine Whiskey
    † Poetry


    [size=9pt]Dislikes:
    † The quiet
    † Lack of wit
    † Lack of discretion
    † Lack of vision
    † Small spaces


    [size=9pt]Strengths:


    † Independent
    † Decisive
    † Not swayed by emotions
    † Unhesitating
    † Long Distance expert along with extraordinary magic prowess


    [size=9pt]Weaknesses:


    † Does not like following behind someone
    † Too unemotional
    † No time boundaries
    † Disorganized
    † No physical ability to speak of


    [size=9pt]Fears:


    † Claustrophobic
    † Ochlophobic


    Let it take me again


    [size=9pt]History: After his father had died - yes cliched - Casper was sent to live with his grandfather in the middle of nowhere. His grandfather was a rather old-fashion man and more time than not, enjoyed quoting from the bible. One of his favorites was, Exodus 22:18 in the King James Bible. "Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." For some convaluted reason his Father had confided in his, 'old, traditional, RELIGIOUS' grandfather, that his mother was a goddess. And not just any goddess, but the goddess Hecate of magic, sorcery, witchcraft, crossroads, trivial knowledge, and necromancy. That didn't go over so well with him. Soon enough, Casper's days were filled with absolute silence, the kind that even the animals from the forests were quiet. And if there wasn't silence, there was religion and insults to his own person. "You are living in sin." " - You existence is sacrilege." Some ol' same ol'. He lasted three whole years before running away, only to find out the streets were much, much worse. It was only on his thirteenth birthday - seven years with his father, three with his Grandfather and three on the streets - that he found himself at Olympian hill like good Little Olympian he was.


    Turning me into the light


    [size=9pt]Relationships: --


    [size=9pt][font=constantia]Pet: A Himalayan Cat named, 'Karupin.'


    [size=9pt]Other:[/align] --


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  • All We Know Is Falling (Quest + Semi-advanced Only)

    Mikhail yawned, this time accidental, tired and feeling his lids drooping with every passing second. Thankfully - because he really didn't want to be yelled at by Mr. Constipated for falling asleep on the job - the horn sounded and startled him into a sitting up position where he started his normal tactics in this game. He started humming. It started out discrete and barely heard, only to turn louder and even more tempting to the senses. 'Reminds me of Harry Potter.' Was his random thought, thinking back to the sweet voices of the mermaids in the Black Lake. 'Except I'm not singing.' What his voice was doing though, was forcing those who came within hearing distance, to turn sleepy/sloppy/and something else that started with an 's'. It was nice power, though only those with weak-will would actually fall asleep.


    'Speaking of sleeping, I would like to do so as well.'

  • |*|Baternia Academy|*| (Sign-Up Thread)



    Name: Shuuya Kuniumi
    Age: 18
    Gender: M
    Year: Senior
    Room Number: Dorm 3
    Division & Team Number: Medic & Team 3
    Appearance:

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    [font=andale mono]Personality:


    An omnipresent smile and a love of society and all its inconsistencies, Shuuya is weird even for a medic. Rather than healing to lessen the pain, he makes sure his work is precise and perfect, but leaves the pain justifying his actions with an ever-smiling grin and routinely quoted, "To make sure you remember to dodge." before sending his patient on their merry way. No one could deny though, Shuuya was one hell of a doctor, sadistic tendencies aside. He has a very jolly and mocking personality, speaking informally with most people as if they are close friends and often using nicknames that are usually insulting and not at all endearing. He enjoys conflict though he prefers to stay out of it than participate, though this doesn't stop him from provoking people to the point of attacking him.


    Strengths and Abilities:


    † Near eidetic memory
    ° Has memorized every medical text he has come across
    † Speed
    † Leader (not on the battle field)
    † Resistant to almost every poison


    Faults and Weaknesses:


    † Weak in body
    † A little too quirky
    † A little too sadistic


    Weapon: Scalpels/Butterfly Knife -- both covered in poison
    Crush/GF/BF: Open
    History (Optional):
    Other: Defending the Cupcakes City


    ---


    [font=andale mono]Name: Junko Masaaki
    Age: 17
    Gender: F
    Year: Senior
    Room Number: ... Could you just put me somewhere? I don't know which to choose
    Division & Team Number: Combat & Team 3
    Appearance:

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    [font=andale mono]Personality:


    Junko is a bubbly and cheerful young girl. She has boundless enthusiasm and never fails to let it show, as a result of this excitement, she has a tendency to talk in circles where she repeatedly refers back to her 'points' in certain conversations. Even in combat, Junko retains her joyful personality, but she actually stays focused when fighting. Despite her generally upbeat personality, Junko does have a love of battle, and may be a little vicious, as her solution to most social problems is to break, threaten or cheerful maim the enemy in question.


    Strengths and Abilities:


    † Fast
    † Strong
    † Quick Witted


    Faults and Weaknesses:


    † Rather dense
    † Quick to jump to conclusions
    † Quick to resort to violence



    Weapon: War Hammer/Grenade Launcher
    Crush/GF/BF: Open
    History (Optional):
    Other: Defending the Cupcakes City



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    Name: Junko Masaaki or Masaaki Junko



    Gender: F



    Age: 17



    Appearance: See Above



    Sexuality: Straight



    Personalities:


    Junko is a bubbly and cheerful young girl. She has boundless enthusiasm and never fails to let it show, as a result of this excitement, she has a tendency to talk in circles where she repeatedly refers back to her 'points' in certain conversations. She's exuberant in attitude and usually people within her vicinity feels tired just talking to her. Even in combat, Junko retains her joyful personality, but she actually stays focused when fighting. Despite her generally upbeat personality, Junko does have a love of battle, and may be a little vicious, as her solution to most social problems is to break, threaten or cheerfully maim the enemy in question.



    History:


    From when she was young, Junko was always considered the 'girl' as her family was a male oriented clan; even her mother was subjected to such treatment. As such, she had always striven to do do better than any of her brothers/father. She studied everything she could get her hands on; chemistry, math, English (and many other languages), fencing, martial arts. But, to her dismay, Chemistry (some of math), Foreign Languages (ironically, English doesn't count), and Sports were the only things she excelled in. Everything else was borderline failing. Hopefully, at a new school, it'd be slight more different.



    Crush: --



    BF/GF: --



    Likes:



    † Sweets
    † Fighting
    † Swords
    † Running
    † Books



    Dislikes:



    † Silence
    † Ignorance
    † Bullies
    † Math
    † Masculinity



    Dorm: Dorm 2



    Other: Royals


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    Name: Casper Torvus



    Gender: M



    Age: 17



    Appearance: See Below



    Sexuality: Bi



    Personalities:


    Casper is an apathetic verbal bully with a height complex. The height complex stemmed from when he was younger, after a rather innocuous event when his father commented how 'feminine' and 'small' Casper seemed, and said how 'cute' he was. This happened when Casper was seven and it had a large impact on Casper's childish male ego. Being called cute, feminine and small wasn't something a male, of any age liked to be called. From then on, he tried his hardest to build up muscle, but to his dismay, it never happened. Being apathetic is a... complicated word. It isn't that he doesn't have any emotions, it's just that he doesn't have emotions he wants to be shown. In any case, when Casper speaks, it's usually in a slight monotone which makes his cutting remarks even more damning. Called a 'verbal bully' would be over the top as well, he just calls it as he sees it and most of the time, it's something the other doesn't want being pointed out. When interacting with other people, he's rather forlorn, though he actually enjoys the chaos that normally encompasses the camp during battles or competition. Opposite to that, he hates silence, having more than enough of that to last a lifetime.



    History:


    After his father had died - yes cliched - Casper was sent to live with his grandfather in the middle of nowhere. His grandfather was a rather old-fashion man and more time than not, enjoyed quoting from the bible. His favorite being, Prov 3:6: in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight, after of course finding out Casper was bi. Soon enough his days were spent locked in his cupboard-like room in absolute silence. And if there wasn't silence, there was religion and insults to his own person. "You are living in sin." " - You existence is sacrilege." Some ol' same ol'. He lasted three whole years before running away, only to find out the streets were much, much worse. It was only on his thirteenth birthday - seven years with his father, three with his Grandfather and three on the streets - that he found himself in court and emancipated by the Judge when they -- the Jury -- found out why he had run away.



    Crush: --



    BF/GF: --



    Likes:


    † Caffeine
    † Cigarettes
    † Antiquities
    † Fine Whiskey
    † Poetry



    Dislikes:


    † The quiet
    † Lack of wit
    † Lack of discretion
    † Lack of vision
    † Small spaces



    Dorm: Dorm 1



    Other: Royals



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  • All We Know Is Falling (Quest + Semi-advanced Only)



    [font=constantia]I have lost something gravely important to me and it seems you are one of the only people capable of finding it. A son of Hypnos, it seems you'll need a little... motivation. Get my Scepter and your camp shall not be harmed. Fail to receive it within a 5 days and the entire camp shall be destroyed.


    The words filtered through his mind, similar dreams making the process of comprehending such a 'grave' matter easier. "A quest, a quest. I've been assigned a Quest." Groaning around the sucker in his mouth, Mikhail sat up with a catlike stretch, back cracking and a yawn tearing through his body. Why, he grumbled internally, is it always me? I don't do anything during this crappy game - except slow the Red team down - and I get a kick to the ribs and a death threat to the Camp. How is this fair? A near pout on his lips, Mikhail got up and began his trek back to the Big House, still grousing about his bad luck. "It'd be perfect if the person who kicked me joined this stupid Quest. One of the people capable." He snorted and rubbed his smarting side. "She seemed plenty capable to me." Maybe I should start wearing armor again.



  • ♚Oʜɪsʜɪ Hɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ♚ -Sign Up's-


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    Name: Junko Masaaki


    Age: 16


    Grade: 10


    Personality:


    Junko is a bubbly and cheerful young girl. She has boundless enthusiasm and never fails to let it show, as a result of this excitement, she has a tendency to talk in circles where she repeatedly refers back to her 'points' in certain conversations. Even in combat, Junko retains her joyful personality, but she actually stays focused when fighting. Despite her generally upbeat personality, Junko does have a love of battle, and may be a little vicious, as her solution to most social problems is to break, threaten or cheerful maim the enemy in question.



    Orientation: Straight


    History:


    From when she was young, Junko was always considered the 'girl' as her family was a male oriented clan; even her mother was subjected to such treatment. As such, she had always striven to do do better than any of her brothers/father. She studied everything she could get her hands on; chemistry, math, English (and many other languages), fencing, martial arts. But, to her dismay, Chemistry, Foreign Languages (ironically, English doesn't count), and Sports were the only things she excelled in. Everything else was borderline failing.


    Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Open


    Other: Ohishi Saji



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    Name: Shuuya Kuniumi


    Age: 17


    Grade: 11


    Personality:



    An omnipresent smile and a love of society and all its inconsistencies, Shuuya is weird even for a genius of the medical ways. He has a very jolly and mocking personality, speaking informally with most people as if they are close friends and often using nicknames that are usually insulting and not at all endearing. He enjoys conflict though he prefers to stay out of it than participate, though this doesn't stop him from provoking people to the point of attacking him.



    Orientation: Bi


    History:


    Shuuya was obviously a bright child, a mixed blessing as his, now deceased, harshly demanding father and loving mother had placed such high hopes on him. He had a variety of interests, such as chemistry and playing the piano and guitar. However, as his parents died, his prier-good nature personality turned into something more.... sadistic. Being passed from foster home to foster home was a learning experience for Shuuya as he had experienced both the good and bad and the worse - soon enough, after the fifth house he nearly exploded, he was emancipated and placed into a school where the Government hoped his talent with Medicine, Chemistry and Music would be cultivated.


    Crush/Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Open


    Other: Ohishi Saj



  • Tʜᴇ Pᴜʀɢᴇ


    [font=constantia]
    In America unemployment is at 1%.


    Crime rate is at an all time low.


    Because the government has instituted an annual 12-hour period called "the Purge" during which all criminal activity (including murder, theft, vandalism and rape) becomes legal.


    Anything could happen.


    Rules



    [font=constantia]Reminders:


    All Emergency Services; i.e. Police, Ambulance, Fire Fighters, The Government, will be suspended for a 12-hour period during the Purge.


    A siren announces the start of the Purge.



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    My Own.


    It's really simple.
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  • All We Know Is Falling (Quest + Semi-advanced Only)



    [font=constantia]Mikhail got in just as the conference dispersed, leaving him upright and in slight pain as he wondered what the Hades he was going to do now. I could just go in now... was his thought, but at the same time I could wait till lunch. Sighing deeply, he decided to get it over with now. Feet dragging, Mikhail forced himself to walk the rest of the way, nearly falling asleep on the way over. But, before he could - as he was very adept at the art of sleepwalking - he was already in front of the Big House. Lips pursed, he pushed through some of the Ares Cabin, ignoring them as they jeered him - still sore about the dreams he had bestowed upon them - and made his way to Chiron.


    "I also heard the voice," He drawled out lazily, eyes already drifting shut. "it sounded very... familiar." But then a thought came to head, waking him up as easily as say, a kick to the ribs. "Does that mean I have to go as well?" Came out as a completely horrified whisper.



    (( Thanks, I like Paramore as well. ))



  • ♚Oʜɪsʜɪ Hɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ♚ -Role Play-



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    (( Where is everyone? ))


    Shuuya


    "Ke ke ke." Spinning around a light pole, a blonde male was spotted, the creepy laugh still on his lips and an almost insane glint in orange eyes. "A new school, too bad the last one hadn't lasted as long." The way he spoke was mocking. His own words made him grin, a sharp showing of teeth. He laughed once more, a full throated one that spoke of how amusing he seemed to find the world. "Perhaps... this one would be better." With that thought, he swung himself off the pole in a show of athletic ability and nearly skipped his way through the guarded gates - ignoring the disapproving looks he received from them as he was about an hour or so late - and through double doors with enough dramatic flair to make an actor jealous.

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    Junko


    A large grin threatened to split her face in half as Junko threw the doors to the gym open, taking a deep breath to truly appreciate how awesome it seemed to be, siriusly, her hands and legs were already twitching, telling her to pick up something; a ball, a bat, a something, just to get moving. Giving in to the urge, she almost looked as if she were teleporting with how fast she moved towards the ball rack, grabbing a basketball and nearly hugging it with how ecstatic she was. Expertly, she spun the ball on the tip of her finger before dropping it to the ground. "This is true happiness." Junko murmured in near nirvana. Then, she began a one-on-one... with herself, the sound of a ball 'swishing' through the net and the ball on the hard court the only sounds in the gym.



  • |*|Baternia Academy|*| (RP Thread)



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    Shuuya


    Shuuya, in contrast to many of the more combat ready students here, walked with the heavy thumping of combat boots, lab coat billowing as a sharp smile scared those of weaker will. Of course, it had little to no affect on those older or even more experienced. Laughing - cackling really - he strolled down the hall and entered a different room late enough that he only caught the last words of their most esteemed Head Commander. Easily, almost too easily, he pushed through the other students, white coat a bright spot in the rather drab room. "Teammates?" He questioned himself, absently shoving two large male students, ducking behind a taller girl as a small brawl broke out as a result. It made him smile, eyes closed and sharp teeth flashing. Teammates are unneeded, though they might prove a little... orange eyes were slotted in thought. "Amusing." The Courtyard was ahead, and what laid in the future, excited him.


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    Junko


    A small girl bounced her way through the milling students, a larger than life grin on her face when she thought about her teammates. Though she had no idea who they'd be, it was exciting and surprises always made her smile, unless it was a bad surprise. ADD in action, Junko looked around with wide-eyes, still in slight disbelief that she was still here or in better words - let into the academy. Junko may be a lot of things, but studious and 'in-uniform' she was not. Then she saw all the other students and stuck her tongue in cheek, wondering why most of these people were in such dark colours. There was a flash of long, blonde hair, hell even a white coat - but she couldn't spot anything else. Arriving in the courtyard, she marvelled in the amount of people here. Would they be cut down before the day was done, that was her question. There couldn't be so much people here without there being some kind of test... unless of course there was already some sort of test and they were being tested at the moment. Or maybe they were tested already? Oh well, Junko's grin threatened to split her face, still bouncing and still excited.




    (( OOC: Sorry it's so all over the place. It's hard to type and think while on an ipod. ))