Posts by Fangknife

Zach let out a gruff sigh as he sat up on his bed. "Well." He said to himself, seeing that Max was gone. "Guess we'll see if my suspicions are right today." With that he stood and dressed himself.

Occ: either

Occ: see my images on my profile for pix of Zach and Gia shoedude do you have a pic of Max? Also, the new character should be introduced in the cafe maybe he's a trouble maker and him and Gis tussle?

The familiar sloshing of water filled Gia's senses as she saw Max moving down the hallway. Transforming, she turned into her wolf form and bounded down the hallway. She then took a mighty leap all the way over Max and his pool and darted sharp left into the cafeteria.

"Hey Max," Zach called to him, a few seconds after Gia disappeared.

OCC: Hi Aurora Feel free to jump in in the cafeteria before class~ Also, max, Gia is a wolf xD Zach is the werecat.

"'Sup?" Zach trudged along towards him. Once he reached him, he grabbed the rim of the pool and dragged it along as he headed towards the cafe.

"I know." Zach smiles, glancing back at him. "I'm just in the mood to be kind today. Plus!" His voice tenses with excitement. "Today's the first day of school, and I'm definetely thinking too hard about it. I mean. We have no idea what's in store for us, do we really?" He shrugged again and continued on, turning into the doorway to the cafeteria.

"ZZZZAAAAAAAAACCCHHHHHHHH!" Gia's wolf form flew through the air and flyingtacklehugglomped Zach into a nearby wall.
"Hey you," Zach laughed, groaning a bit from the friendly attack.
"I MISSEDED YOU." Gia explodes, lapping his cheek with her wolf tongue.
"I wanted to walk with you last night, but you were asleep!" Zach protested, patting her head.
"Nu-uh. I was up." Gia glanced at Max blankly, before turning back to Zach and rolling on her back.
"Well then." Zach followed Gia's eyes back to Max and gave him a look that was more questioning than it was threatening. "Too bad. Maybe tonight?"

Ooh! can I please join?

Name: Vito Irvine
Age: 17
Appearance: http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=27x4f1h&s=6
Gender: Male
Personality: more on the quiet side, very musical, plays guitar, afraid of commitment (though he'd never admit to it), hates bullies (generally doesn't get involved with them though either unless his friends are getting bullied), can get nervous somewhat easily
Body Modifications: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0sjV…M/s320/wrist-tattoo-8.jpg
Likes: music, guitar, mcr
Dislikes: bullies, chemistry, "chemistry", being nervous
Crush: None yet
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None yet
Friend(s): None yet
Family: Anabella (mother), Robert (father)
History: Mother died a year ago, father left when he was 12
Other: 11th grader

=D hope it's not too late!

So I can RP now?

Well damn, Vito Irvine thought to himself as he passed through the doors of his new high school for the first time. I really didn't miss girls like that. Zipping up his hoodie while giving the bra-faboo-jazz-hand-lady an annoyed glance that he honestly hoped she didn't see. Whatever, He thinks, turning to go down the hallway opposite to them. Just hope she doesn't bug me. He plugged in his Iphone earbuds and turned up some rock-y music while running his free hand through his black hair. Hate schools.

Yay =) thx

"Uhm," Vito unplugged an earbud. "Yeah, that's me." He glanced at the invitation. "What's that for?" He reached out his black, fingerless gloved hands to take it, but didn't quite reach it, deciding he wouldn't until he got an answer. He wasn't big on parties, or taking things from people he didn't know who somehow magically knew his name, for that matter.

"Oh, happy birthday," Vito said, not very enthusiastically. He couldn't help but scan her ridiculous outfit and cringe inside. Why did girls feel the need to show so much.. too much! It was more of a pity thing. Probably because of his mother, or ex-girlfriend. Or something. "Thanks for the directions." He took the invitation anyway, hoping she'd go away. Music was his favorite thing in the world, so he didn't know why he didn't answer her question. Probably her perfume suffocating him.

OCC: Nope... I don't think so. :)

"Woah," He put his hands in the air and backed up. "How would you like it if I poked /you/ in the chest?" His eyes narrowed. He was being a pain in the arse, and he knew it, but she was frusterating him.

"Oh! Here's one." With that, Zach turned and walked the other way, pushing the earbud back in with a loud sigh. I would've much rather homeschooled myself than had to deal with the likes of her! He thought, eyes still narrowed.

Her /mouth/ is just as typical too. Vito trudged up the stairs, hoping to run into someone a little bit nicer. He wondered if there was a band class at this school too, or maybe just a private room where he could practice. After all, he always brought his guitar everywhere with him.

On the top floor, there wasn't much action. Only one room closest to the staircase was labeled as a classroom, the Geometry one, apparently. Vito sighed, glad he was done with Geometry as he kept going. Picking a locker at the far end of the hallway, he shoved in his gear, but kept out his phone and guitar. I think I scored one the whole "empty room" thing. Poking his head into one of the unlabeled classrooms, he broke out into a broad smile. The room had white carpet, and white walls. There was no furniture, and obviously, no one had been in there for awhile. With the same stupid grin he always got when he was about to play his guitar, Vito plopped in the middle of the floor and pulled his guitar out of the case.

OCC: Just got an idea that I wanted to bring to Megan/Golden's attention.. maybe later on in the story, Megan could break Vito's guitar, and that'd cause a pretty awesome scene/drama.. but later. Not now. x) What do you think?

"What kind of name is Barney?" A voice in the shadows spoke. If you looked, all you could see were bright blue eyes shining in the darkness. "I mean... I mean." The voice stuttered. "How could I know that? Hahahah.." A form came from the shadow, cloaked in black from head to toe, but he couldn't have been older than 17.

"Uhm... do you have a leader? Of your friends. A friend leader. Person." He stammered again, and twidled his thumbs with gloved hands. "I'm not here to hurt you." He tensed as he said it, but there was honesty in his bright, glowing eyes.

"Mmm, ooh, this old scene is getting old. So am I. So are you. So grab your t-shirt, let's be bold. We can do whatever it is you want to." Vito strummed the chords to a familiar Red Jumpsuit Apparatus song and sung along, directly on beat and tune. He loved RJA, as well as a lot of other bands though. He loved to cover the songs his old band, Crisis Upbringing, did though, the most.

"I..." He started, but glanced at the officer next to him. "I was.. um." He blinked hazily and took a step away from the NBC awkwardly.

"I was called." He said, finally, staring at Noelle. "I know who you all are. And. And I was called to find you. I don't know why."

Right in the middle of his song, Zach managed to glance at his phone that signaled the time and the song was cut short horribly by a panicked growl. "Class time already?" Zach muttered to himself. With that, he clambered his guitar back into the case, grabbed his Science book, and high-tailed it towards the classroom.

Bursting into the Science classroom, and catching sight of Axel and Aclin, Vito said, awkwardly. "Um, I'm just.. here, " He grabbed some papers off the teacher's desk. "For the homework. I don't stay. Good luck!" He waved weakly and pushed back out the door.