Student Sign-Ups

[Nicolas Kapranos]

Wish to be a student? fill this out.

Name of your character:
Age of your character:
Pick a number that appeals to you most: (12, 25, 31, or 42.)
Characteristics of your character:
Sample RP:

[Marika Richards]

Name of your character: Marika Richards

Age of your character:
16

Pick a number that appeals to you most: (12, 25, 31, or 42.)

25

Characteristics of your character:

Shy and quiet at first, but loyal to the few friends she has. Shes quite smart for her age also. Marika loves adventures and is quite friendly once you get to know her. She's a sneaky one too so watch out!

Sample RP:

Marika walked down the street that she loved on, kicking a few rocks along the way. She wished she culd be more like her mom- a bit more talkitive, pretty and not afraid of anything. At least thats what sh ehtought of her mother. Also, she wished they didn't have to move. She liked where they were before. Marika had lots of friends (which took a long time to get) and was respected. However, because of her mother's new teaching job she had to move adn even switch schools. Now she would be attending some stupid school called Lakewood Academy. Why couldn't her mom listen to her just this once?

Marika looked up to see her house and decided she would once again, try to talk her mom into moving back. So far, she had been unsucessful. Now that they had decorated the small apartment and everything Marika knew it was already too late.

[Destiny Frost]

Name of your character: Destiny Elizabeth Frost

Age of your character: 17

Pick a number that appeals to you most: 12

Characteristics of your character: smart, arrogant, very very flirty, and mischeivious.

Sample RP: Destiny laid on her bed, in her pink bedroom. She had been there for several days, just being a teenager and hiding out from the world. Clothes were strewn across her room, but she didn't really care, she would have her stupid mother come and clean it later. She rolled over onto her stomach and reached over to turn on her stereo. She closed her eyes and lost herself into her favorite song 'american idiot'. "Why does life have to suck so much?" she asked to nobody in particular.

((sorry for my rp i know it sucks but I couldn't think of anything to say! lol))

[Angelous Redman]

Name of your character:Angelous Redman
Age of your character:17
Pick a number that appeals to you most: (12, 25, 31, or 42.) 42
Characteristics of your character: A loner, dosent talk much, often sarcastic but has a soft spot for brunnetes and is extreamly loyal once trust is gained
Sample RP:
He Noticed the stares down the hall... He just didnt Care. These people dont matter , worthless... Most of them would get no where in life. why waste time?

[erikawolfe]

Name of your character:Erika Wolfe
Age of your character:17
Pick a number that appeals to you most: (12, 25, 31, or 42.)25
Characteristics of your character:Short, brown hair, shy, like to paint and draw
Sample RP: Erika sat on her bed and stared at the fan spinning. The book beside her was compleatly forgotten. The thoughts of a new school year plauged her. New possibilities and people. Erika tossed the thoughts out, rolled over, and fell asleep.

[Kaycee Pierce]

Name of your character: Kaycee Lauren Pierce

Age of your character: 19

Pick a number that appeals to you most: 31

Characteristics of your character:

• lazy
  
• prone to fetishes
  
• intriguing
  
• a tease
  
• blunt
  
• somewhat cruel
  

Sample RP:

BEEEEEEEPP.

At this irritatingly loud, sound came a loud THUD as a thin, rather pale-looking girl fell from her bed to the floor. “Er..gh.” was all that came out of the girl’s mouth as she rolled over slightly on the floor and gathered her fluffy comforter around her. That was until a thought dawned upon our young grasshopper. School.

With that thought the girl, by the name of Kaycee Pierce opened her eyes, slowly, but surely and gazed around the dormitory. Empty, well, this wasn’t unusual really for by the time Kaycee usually woke up most of her dorm mates were already out the door. Kaycee preferred to take her time as many of her friends well knew she was quite the lazy butt, and rushing things wasn’t really how she rolled. However, by the time she had fully opened her eyes and was somewhat awake{she was never fully awake} and looked at the clock she realized that she more than an hour late for class.

Kaycee heaved a great sigh and pulled herself up from the floor, for it would have taken way too much effort to hop to her feet and scuffled over, in her pink & purple polka-dotted slippers to her trunk, quickly pulling out some worn-out, fitted jeans, and a shirt which read “Unpredictable.” For some reason, even with her laziness, Kaycee found that she had an undeniable knack for picking the right clothes. After rummaging a bit more through her trunk she also adorned herself in some clunky and bangle jewelry which hung around her neck and wrists.

Finally, without even bothering to change from her fluffy slippers to shoes, she grabbed her cloak and a couple schoolbooks and headed down to the common room. To her great and utter surprise, there were hordes of kids gathering in the common room and Kaycee looked around absently with a curious glint in her eyes.

What the hell was going on? Oh schnap She thought and thwacked herself on the head before she went over and fell onto a couch, scaring away a couple first-years. Kaycee figured it out…it was only Saturday and stupid her thought it had been a school day. She shrugged her shoulders, ignoring the various looks she was getting from he fellow housemates, and accioed over a blanket and curling around her. Kaycee was quite ready to go back to sleep right now, and nothing, or so she though, could stop her.

[jessie]

Name of your character:Jessica Smith

Age of your character: 15

Pick a number that appeals to you most: 31

Characteristics of your character:
Jessica Smith is the typical teenager--with one minor difference: her parents are the two greatest assassins in the world. But despite this, she still likes normal things: the mall, boys, books, boys, clothes & shoes, and of course boys. When her parents told her what they really did (the construction worker and CEO of a major company being waved aside), at first she was outraged. But she soon got over it. With their lives explained, Jessica was soon left to care for her brother Jack while her parents went out. This made her reclusive and protective. Because of her reclusive-like qualities, she is often mistaken as being dim-witted. Quite the opposite, Jessica is extremely brilliant and doesn't mind proving it if the occasion calls for it.
Jessica also has a biting wit and a bad knack for sarcasm. Her feeling that it is necessary that those with inane quialities be told about them has often gotten her in trouble. She would sometimes rather sit at home--in the dark--and just listen to the peace and quiet, than go out to the mall. But she will usually do it anyway because that's what normal teenagers do. This demonstartes another one of her--she would say recessive--qualitities: her knack for doing things she doesn't want to do.

Sample RP:
Jessica Smith sat at her desk, fiddling with the laptop that had been recently opened on her lap. She whipped out the plug and jacked it in to the large desktop in front of her. She sighed and messed around alittle more. Her pretty face broke into a smile as the steady beeping of a problem died away and her computer had been fixed. She stood up and turned the monitor off and walked downstairs. She opened the fridge and scratched the back of her left leg with her right foot.
Just then she heard the front door slam open and shut and heard the frantic panting of her little brother, Jack. She smirked and walked around the corner to his face bloody and bruised. She glanced at his petrified eyes and back at the window, where she could see the neighborhood kids jeering for him to come back out.
She exhaled deeply, trying not to her temper show. But before she could completely bury it, one of the kids yelled in at her brother. Her jaw tensed as she went outside and looked at them. Most of the kids ran, having heard the rumors about what happen to people who messed with her little brother. But a few of them wouldn't and she gave a glare. At this, all the rest but one scattered.
Jessica smiled and walked over to him, the ground crunching beneath her feet. "Is there a problem."
The kid looked up at her and appeared to be checking her out. She chuckled lighlty and he said, "Yeah, there is. I don't like the fact that your brother appears to be hanging around my girlfriend."
Jessica looked at him and said, "Okay. Well, umm, why not just ask your girlfriend."
The kid looked at her and peered around to her brother, who was standing at the window. Then he looked back at her and smirked. "And why shouldn't I just beat the crap out of your wimp of a brother."
Jessica looked down at him and said, "I'd love to see you try." And without a moment's hesitation, she had the boy hanging upside down and she was peering at his face. "Yeah, umm. Still think it's a good idea." He stuttered and yelled so she dropped him to the ground and shrugged.
When she got back inside her house, Jack was looking at her with a look of mixed disgust and satisfaction. She smirked and walked back into the kitchen with him following her. "How many times have I told you," she started, "not to pick fights with kids bigger than you?"
Jack looked at her and said, "Come on. You and I both know that I could've whupped 'em good. I just didn't want to. Besides...it's more fun to see you beat 'em up."
She socked at him and swore that she'd tell her parents when they came home at 7pm. But when they walked in the house and asked what had happened that day, she looked at her brother and they both just said, "Nuthin'."