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4:16pm Mar 22 2010
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4:17pm Mar 22 2010
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4:22pm Mar 22 2010
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((Sorry Gordo, I was just wondering. ;c And welcome back Req~ :D)) |
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4:34pm Mar 22 2010
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.: Є ˩ Ɩ Δ Ƨ :. Grogginess hung over in an almost tangibly gray hue. It felt to the body as though it were three in the afternoon, a time when school was out and the down-trodden students wanted little to do more than flop over and do mandatory liquidation of all of the knowledge attained during the school day by use of video games, computer, television..whatever suited their fancy. But it wasn't three, it was only nine. Nine in the morning on a Sunday. It was this day that the newbies would be trucked in by the bunches. They shared a similarity with kine and sheep; all too eager to be carted around, drink to the lees, eat until bellies were swollen, only to burst with the lies of the learning establishment. Stooges, really, who would soon realize that when the teachers weren't grinning ear to arse and taking them by the hand through the halls and courtyard, what a hell this sort of place was. And even with the teachers around, sometimes especially, you had to be on your guard. German and Austrian, some of them. There was an *censored*umed silence that veiled the school, choked out all of the real world. But it still slithered through the crevices of the walls and into the minds and tongues. A hushed whisper is still a whisper, and a whisper is still a voice for someone to hear. Caution, that was the word. It was a song and dance; smile, nod, keep to yourself. Do your work, curl up in your dorm room after school hours and hope to whatever god was listening that your didn't hear a pounding on your door and hear words like "Öffnen Sie die Tür!!" and "Wir fanden Sie!!" or "Aucune dissimulation!!" Elias was savvy, though. He knew how to stand, how to breathe, how to talk. Hell, there was even a right way to eat and scratch your *censored*. As said before, caution. There wasn't much for him to hide though, at least on the surface. He was pale with bluish gray eyes and gray-blonde hair. Close enough. Currently he was sitting on the front steps of the school; they were large, dark cement, heavy looking. More like cinder blocks than anything, but old and sturdy. It wasn't busy right now, for the most part. Veterans such as him were hovering around outside, waiting for the fresh meat, so to speak. It was a sort of unspoken tradition for those who had survived at least one year to wait at the front and *censored*ess the newbies. Who would be worth 'saving.' It was almost like wolves choosing members for their pack. Elias had...not much of one, but did have a few friends he could consider trustworthy. Although, he mostly preferred to be alone. That had its ups and downs. No one knew you, your secrets, couldn't spread things about you that may or may not be true, may end up killing you. Then again, if you are alone, that only makes you a sitting bird. If that's the case, you'd better be a hawk, else you may, by morning, prove to be little more than road kill. With a bit of a yawn, Elias leaned back and stretched. He was long, muscular, though had a strange feminine vibe to him. It gave him a bit of trouble at times, but he could hold his own. Much like a panther was his body type; muscular in a lean sort of way, good for agility and swift, accurate blows. That's what it came down to. Accuracy, intelligence, and such. Well that, and your blood line. The seventeen year old pirked up a little then, when he felt something wet splatter on the tip of his nose. Great, rain. With an inward groan, he hugged himself and puffed out his cheeks with irritation. Rain was nice, he enjoyed it, but not today. It was too important. And, as if on cue, a bus train came rolling lazily up to the school, harboring the newest convicts. Elias chuckled softly, though without humor, and flipped his hair back a bit. Sitting still, like a venus fly trap; coated in sweet nectar and waiting for his flies.
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4:42pm Mar 22 2010 (last edited on 4:43pm Mar 22 2010)
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Name:
James Alexander
Age:
17
Gender:
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Origin:
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Sexuality:
Homosexual
Likes:
Reading, Music, Playing His Guitar, Writing Lyrics, Video Games, and Fast Cars.
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People that cuss, smoke, drink, or take part in sexual activities just because they think they look cool doing it. Being underestemated. He diesn't like 'girly things'. Homophobies. People who make lists. Loud noises, fighting, or people harrasing others.
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His black cat named Salem
Personality:
James can be the sort of person that will lock himself up in his room for days on end for no reason or if he has found a particularly good book. But, if he wants to be, he is the center of attention and is very athletic. He says what is on his mind if he feels like it and isn't afraid to stick up for someone or something he beleaves in. But he is usually calm and collected of himself. He doesn't like fighting, not really, but he won't hesitate if need be either, and he doesn't look like it but he can really pack a punch. Hes smart and witty, the top of his cl*censored*es. Sarcastic is his middle name, he loves it when he can confuse someone, and he likes origanal things.
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Red is the colour of fiery passion and I. Am. Flaming~
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5:06pm Mar 22 2010
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Lior rolled his eyes and sighed as he looked outside and noticed the rain starting to pick up. He had woken himself up early, by his standards anyway, in hopes that it would be a nice, lazy day to spend some time outside. But no, of course not. Just because he didn't wake up at noon like he normally did it had to start raining. As he sauntered down the long, dull hallways of the inner academy, he remembered what day it was. The new shipment of students was arriving today. It was sort of an interesting occurence really, the senior students scoping out which ones they thought would last the longest in this rough school. It was better than actually "testing the waters," so to speak. The teachers would throw a huge fit if some on the older kids started to leap in and beat down the new students on their very first day. Lior made his way down the maze of what seemed like tunnels to the front courtyard, just in time to see the bus of students riding up and Elias Black laying in wait for them. He smiled and chuckled to himself. Elias was definatly a force to be reconed with at the school, one of the few people who had the bite to match their bark. "Good morning, Elinas!" Lior called out. "Isn't there a saying about how the early bird catches the worm?"
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5:19pm Mar 22 2010
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Zachary stepped out of the vehicle slowly, puffing on a ciggarette. Nobody would know his orientation, not from his manurisms. He was muscular, to say the least, and his muscles glistened with sweat from the cool but humid air. Though either way, he tended to always smell good; usually of cinnamon. He only carried a one large bag, filled with a few changes of clothes, ciggarettes, hair products, and his lip and nose rings. His muscles shifted under his skin from only the one bag, and as a small breeze blew hair in his face, he flicked it back with a quick whip of his head. He breathed in the air, not knowing what to expect. He had though, expected it to smell of sweat and testosterone, guys all together never seemed to make such a good mix of odors. Though it smelt like cherry blossom trees. Most likely because of the breeze and the trees surrounding the area. He almost laughed at himself, but kept it at a wry smile. He tended to be wrong about the simplest things. Zachary stepped onto the school premises, and brushed his face off lightly, the rain dripping slowly onto his non-blemished face. His ciggarette was put out by the dripping rain, and he huffed as he flicked it behind him. He looked around, only to see some guys sitting around outside. Only a few caught his interest. Only a few were really attractive to him. He smiled at the thought of when the testosterone and hormones really got flying out here. It must be hell. His tight muscles contracted again under his skin, and he wiped the damp hair from his face, his blue-gray eyes highlighted by the rain.
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5:32pm Mar 22 2010
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Username: RikaTheFallen (But call me either Rika or Britt. P:) Name: Altair Esmiro Age: 19 Gender: Male Role: Student Origin: He was raised in America until he was 10, then shipped to France. His mother is Chinese, while his father is English. Sexuality: Bisexual P: Likes: Altair loves dragons, painting, wolves, nature, and just being able to live his life, even though he has been made fun of countless times for various reasons. Dislikes: Hunting, death, those who make fun of him simply for his appearance, those who will only pick on those who are smaller than they are, and know-it-all jerks. Pets: He often cares for injured creatures, though he hides this from everyone else, not wanting to give the general population another reason to make fun of him. Besides the occasional injured fox or sparrow, he owns a happy little beagle named Spot, who was actually named by his little sister back in America. Personality: Can be quite blunt, but usually puts thought into what he says beforehand so he doesn't insult anybody. Most often, is a very kind, sweet young man, but at other times he can be quite beastly. But it's difficult to push him past his limit, so most people have yet to see him snap. Appearance: He is roughly 6 ft tall and is 200 lbs of muscle. Only 4% of his body weight is fat. |D As stated in my previous two sentences, he is very well built and not afraid to show it. He tends to wear short sleeves because he finds them very comfortable, and is currently wearing one that is colored red and decorated with a black dragon roaring. He wears black cargo pants that have two little strips of cloth cross-crossing in the front, attached to either side, though these black pants have a white Eastern Dragon swirling up the leg that Altair added himself. He wears a black choker that has a ruby hanging from it that has been carved into the intricate shape of a dragon and even has diamonds for eyes. He has long black hair that he keeps in a ponytail using a white hair-tie, but the strangest thing about him is his eyes. They're both totally different colors. The right is the color of honey and flecked with silver, amber, and forest green, while lined with hazel, while the left is a deep, ocean blue and flecked with gold, little bits of red, and, oddly, purple, and to top it off is lined in a striking, beautiful shade of goldenrod. His skin is lightly tanned, just enough so that he doesn't look like a vampire. And he has a black Eastern dragon tattoo curling around his left arm. _______________________________________________ Username: RikaTheFallen
Name: Aleksei Chekushkin
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Role: Student
Origin: He is flat-out Russian. oWo
Sexuality: Bisexual
Likes: Aleksei greatly enjoys watching the sun set, the warmth that France offers, the French language and culture, the cultures of other countries, and, sometimes he likes to just sit there and cut his wrist, just to watch the blood flow along his pale skin. owo
Dislikes: Aleksei HATES the smell of smoke, gasoline, bleach, cigarettes, and decay. owo
Pets: He has none, I'm afraid. ;(
Personality: Aleksei is on the mysterious, if not creepy and sadistic/masochistic side of things. Most people tend to avoid him because he has a tendency of suddenly lashing out at people, even though he had been sitting there calm and collected only seconds before. In fact, that was why he was sent here to this school. His parents were hoping that this school would help him get over his mood swings before he seriously hurts someone.
Appearance:  ((Yes. It took forever to find that picture because I a lazy. I copy/pasted Altair's stuff from my Yahoo thingy. His appearance belongs to me. Aleksei's picture does not. owo))
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5:55pm Mar 22 2010 (last edited on 5:58pm Mar 22 2010)
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"Restless?" Crispin asked, sitting down next to Alexis, who nearly jumped.
"Yeah, I barely got any sleep with you tossing and turning the whole damn night! By the way, where did you sneak off to?"
Alexis just let his mind yell at his roomate, as he was apperently in a sedated mood. Obviously he got to his therapist on time...For once.
"Well, I have an idea," Crispin said, standing up and grabbi9ng Alexis by the arm and started taking the other boy to snother room. Alexis didn't stuggle, but looked annoyed at the other;s antics.
"Mr. Townshend," Rain said, crossing his amrs, and standing in front of Crispin, who tilted his head.
"Yes, Mr. Andersz?" "I'm sure if Mr. Brimmings could speak, he would request you let go of him?" Rain said, lookign at the look of spretiation he recieved from his student.
"I...Ugh..Whatever," He said letting him go.
"Now, I need another kid to lure...Uh..Talk to," Crispin said, abotu to leave, but Rain placed a hand on his shoulder, making him tense immediatly.
"And why, may I ask?" "Uhh...My therapist said I needed to, uh..." "Say no more," Rain sighed, knowing he was making it up. But Rain read his file. He probably had reasons for it....Then again....
"Also, who did you give that note to when yousnuck out this morning?" Crispin didn't answer, he acted as if he hadn't heard his teacher.
(There is a note on Elias' bed. >_>')
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5:55pm Mar 22 2010 (last edited on 5:56pm Mar 22 2010)
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6:01pm Mar 22 2010
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Altair grimaced as he stepped out into the rain, his pale skin bombarded by the cold raindrops. His bi-colored eyes flicked heavenward as he muttered swift curses under his breath in his mother's native language, which he had learned at an early age. Especially the curses, as his mother tended to curse rather heatedly when she got really flustered. "Ah, and so the fresh meat arrives," he murmured, tilting his head slightly, not really caring that he got soaked. His dark hair was beginning to get plastered to his face, the black looking even darker when flattened against his skin like it was, making the bright colors of his eyes seem much more vibrant. "Let's see who all we get this year..." Altair tilted his head slightly as a young man who looked like he was taller than he was stepped off of the bus, clothed in a grey scarf and a tan jacket that, for some strange reason, made him think of Russia. The young man had a calm air about him, though Altair could tell from the anxious ex
pression on the male's pale face that he wasn't here of his own accord. ____________ Aleksei slowly stepped off of the bus and into the rain, murmuring in soft Russian as he paused to take in how much warmer it was here than back in his homeland. He smiled, though it was strained and forced, as he saw the students that had been there for a year or more standing outside to welcome the newcomers like him. He lifted a black-gloved hand to push his wet, ashen-blond hair out of his face, dark blue eyes carrying a hint of his non-stable personality, though it was invisible to almost everyone who had ever look at him until they got really close, and by that time it was often too late. "Privyet!" he greeted, scanning the row of waiting students anxiously, wondering if he would be chosen by any of them to become a part of their group, which would, hopefully, make the coming years easier to deal with. ((YEah. My brain had a fail. xD))
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6:22pm Mar 22 2010
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(What nao? DX Should he bump into Alexis? @_@)
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6:24pm Mar 22 2010
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((Erm. I dunno. owo Aleksei is gonna kinda...just...stand there and hope someone acknowledges him. e.o And Altair is one of the students waiting outside, though he isn't very happy about it. xD)) |
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6:28pm Mar 22 2010
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(Okay, Crispin is right nwo is an evil, pissy mood, but is tollerable, becvause he has talked to his therapist. How about he talks to Altair, and Rain can introduce him to Alexis in the hopes that he will get Alexis to talk? :D)
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6:34pm Mar 22 2010
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((Sure. :D -pets Aleksei- Bi-polar Russian FTW. <3)) |
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6:35pm Mar 22 2010
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On another bus that stopped minutes after everyone elses Jayden was preparing himself for the new years he'd spend at the school, gray eyes intently looking on the rainy world around him. He'd be practicing one of the concertos for violin at the moment but he was a bit afraid of the other boys who were watching him. His slim frame was merely dressed in the uniform of the school, and while it wasn't tight and uncomfortable it wasn't too loose either. He did look a bit on the girlish side for how slim he was, but he knew it was just from his genetics and such. The school seemed so intimidating as he--with a messenger bag of dark gray fabric holding his supplies and such--stepped out into the rain, his whole petite person becoming soaked in minutes. He was lucky his bangs weren't bad, but his bag...he was lucky he wrapped everything in a special covering he used on his books to make them waterproof as he hugged his violin case to him and wandered on his way. He almost bumped into a boy who spoke a language that took him a minute to remember. Russian...right. The boy seemed nice enough to talk to, so Jayden moved around so he would actually be facing the boy and not get beat up as a result...but his shyness kicked in and he shuffled on his feet, looking down and away and now feeling silly for what he was doing. "U-um...hi." He managed to get out, glancing up at the boys' face before dropping his gaze back to his shoes, thanking the gods they weren't coated in mud yet.
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6:38pm Mar 22 2010 (last edited on 6:48pm Mar 22 2010)
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"Hey, your Atlair, right?" The man behidn him was only slightly taller, and had jet black hair, and a near-psychotic smile. "Been waitin' for you, you don't knwo me, though, too bad, your gonig to," (Thar. :P)
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6:47pm Mar 22 2010
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((OOC: Hey uh, guys? Jayden did get a post in and he's with Aleksei. ^^; Sorry...*flails*))
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6:49pm Mar 22 2010 (last edited on 6:51pm Mar 22 2010)
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Aleksei blinked once, turning his head to look back at the first person who had addressed him. He gave the smaller boy a smile, his mood lifted by the boy actually talking to him. "Ah! Privyet, malchik. Menya zavut Aleksei," he stated, then stopped a moment to think. "Ah, forgive me. I am so used to speaking my native language, I often forget that not everyone can speak t," he said apologetically. "Hello. My name is Aleksei," he said, extending a gloved hand. As an older male appeared behind him, Aleksei simply looked back with a bl
ink of his dark blue eyes. "You want for me to make friends with this other student, da?" he asked, wanting to make sure, curiosity creeping into his Russian-accented voice. _____________________ Altair blinked his bi-colored eyes and glanced over at Crispin, remaining silent long enough to reach back and carefully wrong some of the water from his own long, black hair, which was tied back into a ponytail at the moment. "What exactly do you need?" he asked bluntly, getting straight to the point.
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6:52pm Mar 22 2010
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(Ignore the first bit, Rain never appeared. :P Just interact wirth Crispin for now..Unless you don't want to, of course. -_-')
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