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[size=16pt]APHRODITE ACADEMY FOR THE VISUALLY GIFTED[/size]

high school is hard, am I right? well, try going to a school where only the "visually talented" are accepted. in other words, unless you're entirely gorgeous, you're not allowed here. uglies are a no-no. this is the school where world-famous super models and celebrities are trained in the arts of being and feeling like a million bucks and beyond!

RULES!?
-DRAMA IS ENCOURAGED, BUT DON'T HAVE TOO MANY B-TCHY CHARACTERS, YO.
-Please no OOC fighting. Let's all be friends and eat cake together. <3
-Cussing is allowed, but don't go dropping the F-bomb every two sentences, pretty please!
-ASDFGHJKL
-You can play up to four characters, dear. After that, I think you may be going a bit overboard and need to rethink life decisions.
-Boys are allowed to dorm with girls.
-After reading the last rule, you're probably thinking something along the lines of,"Hehe. Winky face." but there will be NO sex scenes. FADE OUT AND FADE IN YOU LITTLE PERVS. Believe it or not, there is still an innocent mind or two viewing what we post, and their minds should remain untainted by our words. xD
-All other WCRPG rules apply. aka I can't think of anymore because I am an unrestricted psycho 3/4 of the time

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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]accepted! we'll begin after a few more people join! c:
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siesta yakio
ooc ;
crud! sorry, it looked bluish in the pictures. xD

ic ;
with her handshake left hanging, siesta raised an eyebrow and folded her petite, almost noodle-like, arms over her flat chest. ugh, everybody who she had talked to so far was practically pulsating with negative energy. with siesta there, things were going to be a lot different! She would strive to make as many people as happy as possible!

deciding to ignore the arrogance veiling ryuu's words, the hyper-active fifteen year old gave a firm nod. "it's nice to meetcha, ryuu! if you ever need anything, i'm in dorm room number one!" she explained, her usual grim creeping back onto her face. "I can make some killer coffee, so keep that in mind for nights when you have to pull an all-nighter to study! i'm the girl to hit up!"

without even giving him a split moment to reply, siesta had skipped merrily on her way, going nowhere in particular. though she had intended to find out where her classes were, she now just wanted to explore the place and see all that there was to see before the day was over.
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XEMNAS was seated upon his chair in the round room, golden eyes aglow with thought. He had just dismissed Xerant from a personal meeting, subjecting missions to be carried out, and another thing... An experiment of sorts. He had yet to begin with this experiment, though he was confident in the knowing that, if they were to succeed, then... then the power of the keyblade would be in his hands.

VIXEL's arrival to the Grey Room was announced by the sound of her organization-issued boots. Each time they touched the metal flooring, a hollow echo radiated through the quiet room. She spotted Xerant, the second-in-command, leaning back against the large glass window, arms folded over his chest, and found that a sigh was parting her lips. though she only had been a member of the organization for nearly two weeks, the young nobody found herself tired of the missions, and she wanted desperately to just walk out and go back to sleep... But that wouldn't be happening. He had spotted her.

Xerant's hawk-like green eyes scanned over the room at some of the newly arrived organization members. most seemed understandably annoyed, for it sometimes seemed as if their effort in missions went down the drain. But, if what he and Xemnas had discussed that morning went as it should, then pace would be quickening twenty fold. "Come receive your missions when you're prepared." he ordered, deep voice bouncing off of the walls.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]roleplaying thread

sorry it's a bit disorganized. I stink at playing multiple people, though i'm very excited about this thread which will, hopefully, cause my posts to become better as we go on!
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]accepted! <3
wait- she has to have an X in her name. i know, the details suck, but i would prefer that she did as to keep the feeling and rules of the original organization in tact. :L
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]nah, you're not stupid. it's understandable to forget details like that. :L
anyways, accepted!
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Personally, Xerant considered sending himself out on a mission. Perhaps it would prove useful to his thought process if he were to get a little bit of breathing space from the castle, and travelled around a bit. he would have to wait until he had handed out everybody a mission though, if he really wanted to go somewhere. reconnaissance on a few of the worlds he had yet to send people to would not only come of use for later missions, but require less work than fighting. absently, he peered through his dark blue hair at the newly arrived Phexzyr, and then shook his head to clear his thoughts.

vixel
ready. thought the young nobody girl to herself as she stuffed an elixir into one of the large pockets on her organization coat. with any luck, she wouldn't be sent on a very difficult mission that day. she felt dazed, for some odd reason, and wasn't really in the mood to be dealing with any large or dangerous heartless. vixel approached xerant, signifying that she was ready for her mission. he nodded faintly and then peered down at the clipboard held within one of his hands. "today's mission... today, you will be going to wonderland and tracking down this target." he holds out the clipboard, revealing a picture of a ginormous heartless. it was composed of many colors, as most things from wonderland seemed to be, and seemed to have two large spikes on either side of it's body. great. if she made one wrong move, she would be squashed.

"I have to go alone?" she demanded, biting down on the insides of her cheeks. she wasn't scared. scared wasn't something that she was capable of feeling, but she definitely had no yearning to be wiped from existence only two weeks into her time in the organization.
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xerant shifted his weight, not at all wanting to have to put up with the whiny little child that, for some reason that still didn't quite understand, xemnas had allowed into the organization. sure, she was handy with a knife, but other than that? xerant was unimpressed. he relieved a sigh and folded his arms over his chest, clipboard dangling from one of his hands. "it's your mission, vixel. I doubt anybody would be willing to go out on more than their own mission today, and you're going to have to learn to fight on your own eventually. if you want to be a useful member of this organization, that is."

it's not that I don't understand the girl's side of thinking. I just want her to become as useful a member of this organization as possible. we can't afford any slackers. I look to the side at the newly arrived phexzyr,"and what about you? are you ready to receive your mission for the day?" he inquired, raising one of his eyebrows.

vixel
Vixel glared at xerant as his attention shifted away from her. She had been on a few solo missions, but never one quite as difficult as the one that she was about to face looked. with a sigh of both resignation and acceptance, she turned away from the second-in-command, knowing full well that dirty looks wouldn't change his mind, and manifested the dark portal that would lead her straight into wonderland. nothing could go wrong, surely? after all, he wouldn't send her on a mission that he didn't think that she was ready for, right? why was she even putting any thought into it? did it matter?

Am I... scared? she wondered as she approached her portal. No, she couldn't be scared. she was literally incapable of feeling and comprehending such a complex emotion. well, emotions in general, really. maybe she was just overthinking which was causing her to have absurd suspicions. that sounded right.

xander
having only just been created and edited into this post, xander chilled out on the couch, a blank expression painted across his facial features.
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siesta yakio
siesta was positively fascinated by all of the sights at her new school. having previously attended a trashy public school, she had never seen anything quite like it! it even had a pool!

her lips parted into a wide, excited grin as she stared down into the water of the academy's pool. wow! she could already imagine herself splashing around in the water, dressed in her favorite strapless, light pink bikini.
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Any way you would like. Xerant is ordering out missions, Vixel is about to leave on her first dangerous solo mission, Phexzyr seems sympathetic towards Vixel, and Xander is chilling out because he's a lazy bum. Xemnas, meanwhile, is sitting in the round room for anybody who needs to meet with him, and Xerant is considering going out on a mission of his own later on. (:
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siesta yakio
OOC ;
She would marry the color pink if she had the chance. cx

IC ;
After a while, Siesta decided that enough was enough. The school was large- satisfyingly so- and she had seen all that she wanted to see for the day. Besides, she had to leave a little bit to explore later on, otherwise she would get bored! The fifteen year old stretched her arms high into the air with a girlish grunt before beginning to walk back in the direction of her dormitory.
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xerant was unimpressed by phexzyr's little show of selflessness. sure, it would get you liked amongst a few of the organization members, but the second-in-command personally saw no reason for it. all it was likely to end in was somebody getting injured in some way. nonetheless, he was well aware of the fact that a few members of the organization were likely to become angry at him and suspect him of absurdities... so he nodded and looked over to vixel who, at this point, actually appeared to be relieved beyond belief.

vixel
at first, vixel had suspected that xerant would decline phexzyr's offer, but, much to her surprise, he actually nodded his agreement! "alright, phexzyr, but if you don't come back with both missions having been done one-hundred percent correctly, then you'll be doing twice the work tomorrow as well, are we clear?" xerant explained with a shrug, as if he could care less.

vixel turned to phexzyr and nodded slightly in display of gratefulness. "thank you, phexzyr." she said, a smile creeping onto her lips. there was no way that she would even try to protest, because she wasn't sure that she would come back alive if she were to fail on her mission.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]siesta burst into the room with aloud trill of happiness,"hello my beautiful roommates!" she beamed, skipping over to and bouncing into her bed, effectively knocking Wanta, her poor dog, onto the ground. Wanta gave a doglike groan of annoyance before leaping back up and curling into a ball at siesta's side. the pink haired girl, on the other hand, was already busy beginning to rummage through her belongings again.
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anybody have any plot ideas? I have a few in mind, but don't know what everybody else would think, so I'm up for ideas and whatnot! (:
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sorry. ._.

ic ;
xerant
looking away from vixel and phexzyr, xerant raised one of his eyebrows at axel, having expected nothing less than given from the flame-haired organization member. "do as you please, axel." he shrugged,"you've no other missions for the day either way, so it doesn't matter to me." his attention then averted in the direction of the couches where Xander was seated, his feet propped up on the table. "it's good to know that the organization can rely on you to do your job." the blue haired man sarcastically remarked, half-directing his comment at axel, and half at the lazy xander.

xander
"oh, cut me some slack, man. I had a hard mission yesterday. my aching bones need a rest." xander, having overheard xerant's words, chuckled, stretching his arms high into the air but not bothering to actually move from the couch. he hadn't even bothered getting his mission for that day, as he had been busy doing... well, absolutely nothing to be honest.
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[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px transparent; width=400px; color: black; text-transform: lowercase;]siesta grinned as she was actually acknowledged and then a little,"a-ha!" escaped her sparkly lip gloss covered lips as she found just what she had been looking for- the pale pink tanktop with a ruffled top and slices all up and down the back of it. she had fallen in love with the shirt upon first seeing it, and it had been her favorite ever since, so she was going to wear it for her classes tomorrow.

"this school is ginormous! I dunno even how i'm going to find my way around!" she remarked, shuffling through one of her luggages for another minute or so until she found a knee-length skirt that was a slightly darker shade of pink than the tank top, but looked quite cute with it. she laid it out on her bed, accidentally on top of wanta, who didn't really even seem to care anymore. the dog just heaved an annoyed sigh.
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nah it's mostly my fault for quite a few reasons actually, the first being that I've been taking sleeping pills to go to sleep earlier lately, before I've the time to go through my entire updated threads list. the second being that I've been studying my butt off for the upcoming EOCTS and am still prob going to fail them all ugh. :u

vixel
huh. all of a sudden, the organization was beginning to act more like an organization. in the eyes of the young nobody girl, of course. for all she knew, they probably all already considered themselves to be a functioning, cooperative group. she just hadn't really seen it until just then, upon being offered help by, not just one, but two members of the organization.

"uh..." she began, green eyes wide as she peered up at axel. to be honest, number viii kind of intimidated vixel for some reason that she couldn't quite place. he was just too... blatant, maybe? no, that wasn't the word that she was looking for... nonetheless, she wasn't about to turn down any help- especially not on the mission that hey were about to have to face- though she was sure that both phexzyr and axel had seen worse. "yeah, that would be... great!" the purple-haired female replied at last, getting ahold of herself as she looked towards the portal that she'd manifested.

xerant
somehow, little miss number twelve managed to actually get some help on her mission. it surprised xerant in all honesty, but he didn't bother questioning it, knowing full well that he would just lose any argument that he brought up. instead, he turned his attention over to Xander who had finally risen from the couch.

"alright, xerant." he sighed in almost a childishly whiny voice, pretending to be hyper-focused straightening up one of the white spikes of hair upon his head. "lay it on me- what mission do you have in store for me today?"

xander was a pain in the neck to be honest. he always ended up turning in his missions late and took his sweet time getting his next one. it had become something of a chore to hound him for his mission report, so xerant had taken to simply letting him take his time. there was no point in hounding him if he was going to do as he pleases either way. "lucky for you, it's an easy recon mission." number ii shrugged, glancing down at the clipboard to view the name entitled to the particular world that xander had been assigned,"some place called Halloween town. it would be best to steer clear of the heartless there until we've learned more about them, but we need you to just state simple things such as landmarks and whatnot."
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