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I Can't Stop. T_T
[info]faetan
2007-09-30 06:56 pm UTC (link)
NAME: Eve
JOURNAL: [info]faetan
AIM OR MSN: RainaMoonsinger via AIM, faetan@msn.com via MSN
E-MAIL: pyiiiii@yahoo.com

CHARACTER NAME: Orihime Inoue
FANDOM: Bleach
AGE: 15
GRADE: 10
HISTORY: Orihime's history is pretty much the same as it is in canon. The only difference is that her brother didn't turn into an evil ghost hellbent on eating her soul or running off with it, or whatever. He passed away when she was 12, so she's been living on her own, supported by her aunt. She still has the hairpins that Sora gave to her, but there aren't any magic powers. She is, however, a student health advisor (that's canon too!).

FIRST PERSON: Good morning! And welcome to the start of a great new school year. The beginning is always the most exciting, isn't it? New school supplies, new locker number to memorize and forget and lose the paper and exasperate the poor janitor... Ha ha! Anyway, I just wanted to invite people out to join us for lunch if you're new, whether you're a freshman or you just moved in. I know it can get a little scary, but honestly, this is a really nice school. I think you'll like it here. We always eat next to the baseball field, so please meet us there and introduce yourself. I'm looking forward to it!

THIRD PERSON: Orihime was never late. Since she was renowned throughout the school as being far too chipper in the morning, it was just assumed that she woke up with plenty of time to get her head on straight and prepare for school. So to see her running through the halls clutching a paper bag in her teeth was something most people didn't ever think they would see.

She was careful to avoid slamming into the others as she skidded around the corner, her flats pounding the tiles and echoing with a sharp staccato rhythm as she bolted towards her destination. Her hands were full, juggling a backpack with a broken strap (she'd fix it in the arts and crafts club later), and an armful of books and papers along with a second sack lunch.

...A second...? Just how many lunches did this girl need?

Finally she burst into the classroom, just as the teacher was opening her mouth to speak. There was a shock of sudden silence as every head in the class rolled around to blink at Orihime, wondering just why she was making such a dramatic entrance. She crept towards one particular desk, where a girl with short, dark hair was watching her with concern. The bag in Orihime's teeth fell onto the desk, and Orihime breathed a huge sigh of relief. "There. Your mom said you forgot your lunch, Tatsuki, so I brought it to you!" she stage-whispered, then bowed apologetically to the teacher. "Sorry for interrupting! Um...that's all I wanted to do."

And she smiled, and crept back out. Now she had to explain her tardiness to her REAL class. It was true, she probably could have waited, but lunch took high priority. Wasn't that what high school was all about?

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-09-30 07:45 pm UTC (link)
Of course! So, just go join [info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc. I'll go add Orihime to all the lists. ♥! YAYORIHIMEANDNELCANBEFRIENDS.

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[info]empyrean_thief
2007-10-01 02:54 am UTC (link)
NAME: Zero/Rei
JOURNAL: Slothfulsamoyed
AIM OR MSN: Dead. D: If it's really important I can try agian, but mostly email is your best bet. <3
E-MAIL: slothful_samoyed@hotmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Jing (Last name... Odorobo? XD)
FANDOM: King of Bandit Jing
AGE: 18
GRADE: Senior
HISTORY: His mother left his father when he was young, and his father his alchoholic. (Hence JIng's name... XD) He's taken to raising birds as a hobby, but his main pastime is theivery.

FIRST PERSON: So... First day of school? Right then. Suppose that's the only thing Spetember is good for, if you consider that good. Well, at least it emans that there are more targets around. Ah, but what's the point of theivery when nothing is worth taking? Of course, there are always those spoiled scene kids. It's not like they'll even notice a missing mp3 player. It's too damn easy. Maybe this year I'll tyr the teacher's lounge.
THIRD PERSON: Jing crept through the corridors, pressing himself against the wall. Of course, simply waltzing in like he owned the place would be less conspicuous, but also less entertaining. The real thrill here was the look on the student's faces. Of course he was acting suspiscious. Such a pity that they didn't get that.

Sliding round a corner, he quick-stepped up the stairs. No point in dawdling, particularily when you had an angry gym teacher tailing you from a few meters. Could Jing help it that he'd just so happened to be outside the teachers lounge, seconds after a trophy had mysterisouly dissapeared? Of course he could have. He was the reason that it was missing, after all. But really, the most entertaining part of the heist was the getaway, and what fun was that when there was nobody after you?

So, as usual, it was time to use the fire escape. Sliding a window open and rolling onto the platform, Jing pulled an about-facve and slammed the window shut again. After that, it was just a leisurely stroll to the roof.

Of course, he had no need for the trinket. But between-class periods needed filling somehow.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-04 02:18 am UTC (link)
Sorry for the wait. ♥

I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]stunedge
2007-10-03 05:14 am UTC (link)
NAME: Geoffrey Greer
JOURNAL: [info]gonsai
AIM OR MSN: mechm11
E-MAIL: theimmoralflame@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Ky Kiske
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: In this canon, 15
GRADE: Feshman
HISTORY: Ky spent most of his early life in private education at a boarding school in his native France. It was there he became apart of the Unitary Scouts of France, learning many things about survival, outdoorsmanship, but above all honor. Upon reaching the age of 14, his father decided he was ready to go to leave his academy and choose a school of his own. Following an old friend, he decided to go to Clairbourn. He was not aware, at the time, that this was not the sort of educational facility he was used to, and was in for a long series of surprises and learning experiences. His interests include fencing, tea (and the collection of teacups), and helping little old ladies cross the street.

FIRST PERSON: I arrive at the acceptance office dressed in my Sunday best, hoping to make a good impression on the administration. My short blonde hair is well trimmed and combed precisely to the side according to my own personal regulations. White suit, blue tie, and a nervous sweat are all that I wear while holding my papers. My father didn't accompany here...I was on my own.
THIRD PERSON:
Ky was a bit of a panicked mess. His hair had become disheveled by the end of the day, along with his collar and tie being undone. He let out a deep sigh as he closed the door of his tiny studio apartment behind him, rented out in his father's name. He didn't know if he could really make it here in America on his own, here in the public system, and the pressure of it all was finally starting to get to him.

He allowed himself a few moments to collect his senses and decided it was time for some tea. Perhaps Earl Grey, with a hint of cinnamon, will help him get back to his senses. He took one of his planer kettles, filled it with a small amount of water, and set it off the stove. Ky then began to undress, removing his jacket and shirt, leaving nothing but the plain white tank and slacks. His body was thin, but well defined. Definitely a good physique for a boy his age. But the body still shook with nervousness. He hoped the tea would be done soon, he didn't know how much longer he could take...

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[info]stunedge
2007-10-03 05:40 am UTC (link)
Crap...Lemme do the first person part again...

FIRST PERSON: Hello, all! My name is Ky Kiske, a first year student of this school. I've only recently joined the student body, and do hope that you all don't find me troublesome. Perhaps I should tell you something about myself?

I'm a former boy scout, come from France, enjoy tea and teacups, excel in fencing, and find great joy in helping and inspiring others! It is in my utmost interest that I make a good impression on you all today!

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-04 02:20 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]theimmoralflame
2007-10-03 05:50 am UTC (link)
NAME: Kimba
JOURNAL: [info]evil_kimba
AIM OR MSN: evil kimba/meandmyskate@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: evilkimba@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Sol Badguy
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 18
GRADE: Senior
HISTORY: A loner and a jerk, he prefers to keep to himself. Smart, but lazy. He's always been the "bad" kid. Somewhat known as a bully, enjoys picking on younger students. He enjoys playing with fire, but prefers to keep it in control. Usually skips class to have a smoke break.

FIRST PERSON: My name is Sol Badguy and I'm a senior. You'd better learn to watch your ass around me. Leave me alone and life will be good for you, understand? I'll talk to you if you're of interest...Now excuse me, I'm off to less boring things.
THIRD PERSON: Sol stood in the hall, leaning against his locker. He looked indifferent to the passing students, rolling his eyes at a few of them. A new year, a new set of fish to taunt. He brushed his long, messy brown hair back from his eyes and started off to his next class.

He adjusted the bag on his shoulder, sighing. He rarely brought his books to school, let alone class. The only things in his bag were a sandwich, a handful of papers, and some pens. It's a wonder he hadn't been expelled for all of the trouble he'd been causing lately. He took his seat and dropped his bag to the floor with a thump, sliding down in his chair. He leaned back, smirking. This year would be fun, he could feel it...

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-04 02:21 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-04 02:22 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]popes
2007-10-04 12:59 am UTC (link)
NAME: I go by Popes
JOURNAL: www.livejournal.com/~popes
AIM OR MSN: AIM: Maximum Pontifex
E-MAIL: jprutzman@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Ichigo Kurosaki
FANDOM: Bleach
AGE: 15
GRADE: Sophomore
HISTORY: Ichigo was born on July 15, 1992. His life, until he was six, was pretty uneventful. He did kid things, went to karate class (where he met Tatsuki) and generally got his butt whipped. He was a...well..mama's boy. He absolutely adored his mother, she was the shining light of his life.

This just punctuated the tragedy that her death was. One day, they were walking along the river in the rain, carefree and happy. The next, Ichigo thought he saw someone falling into the rushing water. Being a helpful and impulsive boy, he bolted, causing Masaki to chase after him. She caught him before he could fall in. Unfortunately she slipped and landed poorly. It was a freak accident, and she died on impact with the cement. Needless to say, Ichigo's world shattered.

This one event changed him, some would say for the worse. From a happy, if vulnerable young boy to a walled in, sullen child, the change was almost instant. His father, already a wacked out guy, tried to compensate by being sillier, but it didn't help. His mother was dead, and he blames himself. To this day, he still believes it's his fault.

The only remotely positive thing that this caused is making him protective of anyone he remotely cares about. His sisters, his friends. He's willing to throw his life on the line if need be for them. Maybe it will help him atone, maybe not. It makes him feel better. Sort of. Of course, his overprotectiveness extends to people younger tan him. He hates, hates bullies. eople may call him a punk, but he doesn't pick on people smaller than he is.

FIRST PERSON: This whole network thing is silly. Honestly, why should I waste my time on this machine when I could be doing homework? Or, you know, going to Karate class or something?

THIRD PERSON: Today was a free day. Of course, in the Kurosaki household, free time was meant for studying. Which is why, in an effort to escape the crushing zany of his father, Ichigo decided to take a walk. A good long walk.

For some reason, his path takes him to the school. Maybe it's familiarity, maybe it's just random. Who knows? With hands stuffed in his coat pockets, Kurosaki ascends into the bleachers and sits. That's all. He sits. No one ever said he was interesting

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-04 02:24 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]bellowsmalice
2007-10-04 08:35 am UTC (link)
NAME: Chris Collins
JOURNAL: [info]zappa_slave
AIM OR MSN: AIM-Zappaslave MSN-Jeebsthethief@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: Jeebsthethief@hotmail.com

CHARACTER NAME:Zappa Franklin
FANDOM:Guilty Gear
AGE:16
GRADE:Sophomore
HISTORY: Zappa is half-Australian, his mother being native, and his father an American Naval officer. He found himself unusually lonely in childhood, despite having many friends, and having a very loving mother and father; both of which is was very close to. At the age of 6 he and his family moved to the states. Soon into his American schooling, he met his first love, Samara. For years the two were rather close, until, at the age of 12, Samara, and her family moved, leaving an empty place in Zappa's heart.
At the age of 10, Zappa's mother and father's marriage began to unravel; starting with minor fights, and progressively more violent and unnerving. Quite often, Zappa was unwillingly forced to take sides per conflict, each one slowly breaking ties from his parents toward him. By 15, Zappa's parents decided to divorce. During the separation, neither wanted to claim custody, though he had no relatives in America to be sent to. The shock of this news, stacked with years of progressive rejection, left him a little worse for wear mentally, slowly developing a personality to handle the pain and rejection from his parents. Now, 16, he begins his first year, his sophomore year, at Clairbourn.

FIRST PERSON: "Ah... hello. My name's Zappa, I just moved here. Originally I'm from Australia. Uhm... I'm in my sophomore year. I like to read fantasy/romance novels. Not heavily, but I like them. I also like meeting new people, and while here, I hope to make a lot of close friendships. And... if you see me writing, could you please not bother me until I'm through; I like to keep notes for my online blog. I'll share that information with you if you ask me for it later, okay?"

THIRD PERSON: Zappa takes a deep breath, repositioning the strap on his messenger bag. She was very beautiful, which made him a bit nervous. He particularly liked the way her hair cascaded down her back. He felt a little superficial for basing his feelings off her looks alone, but, from what he'd studied of her in class, she was the quiet, bookish type. Smart, and not too popular. A girl he felt he could easily approach, but his heart rate argued with him. 'It's okay, she's just a normal, pretty girl. Just go and introduce yourself... compliment her.'
Zappa's feet began to shuffle toward her, quickly turning to his normal pace. From where he spied her, he approached her from her side, her gaze going off in the other direction. "Hello." he says, nervously. She looks up at him with inquisitive eyes, making him loose place in his somewhat, pre-rehearsed introduction. "My name is Zappa. I'm new here. I... I just wanted to say you have beautiful..." '...hair', he wanted to say. "...eyes." She smiles, evidently the change in subject doing well for him.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:32 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]exebeast
2007-10-04 05:50 pm UTC (link)
NAME: It's Kimba again
JOURNAL: [info]evil_kimba
AIM OR MSN: evil kimba/meandmyskate@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: evilkimba@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Tess "Testament" Undersn
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 17
GRADE: Senior
HISTORY: Since Testament is a Gear (nonhuman, in other words) and doesn't remember his real name or adoptive father in canon...I'm having to edit his history a bit. His father, Kliff Undersn, works for the UN and forces Testament to change schools frequently. At the request of his son, Kliff allowed Testament to move to the US to finish his last year of school around at least one person he knows. He's a typical goth kid with a seriously morbid sense of humour. A bit of a loner, but will typically warm up to people if they keep at him. Not really social, prefers to spend time at his small apartment alone with his pet raven.

FIRST PERSON: Well, hello there everyone. Such an odd mish-mash of people we have at this school, huh? Maybe some of you will shuffle off the mortal coil this year and clear up some space in the halls. A bit too dark for you? Oh, my, terribly sorry.
THIRD PERSON: Testament sighed heavily, adjusting his messenger bag. The weight of his books was bothersome as always. He was a skinny, tall fellow and his shoulders always ached. He ran a hand through his long, black hair, pushing it over his shoulder.

"Maybe I should get it cut," he muttered, combing his fingers through the ends of his hair. He finally headed out to the outer parts of the building, shoving his way past slower students. It was always such a pain to get to and from class anymore with all the new students.

He finally reached the set of doors leading towards his destination. He pulled one open just enough to let himself through, boots clicking on the tile in the nearly empty hall. He stopped at the classroom door, heaved another sigh, and finally entered.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:32 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]areku14
2007-10-05 12:50 am UTC (link)
NAME: Alex
JOURNAL: areku14
AIM OR MSN: aim- ArekuG
E-MAIL: shadowrose006@yahoo.com

CHARACTER NAME: Lavi
FANDOM: D.Grey-Man
AGE: 18
GRADE: senior
HISTORY: Lavi is the son of a Chinese mother and an Irish father. When he was five, his entire family was in a car accident, that left him orphaned and without sight in his left eye. He was then left in the care of his mother's father, an archiologist. Growing up Lavi and his grandfather traveled alot, before his grandfather got a teaching job in America.


FIRST PERSON: I'm Lavi. Usually I'm outside, flirting with girls, teasing people and whatnot. I have a wrinkly panda for a grandfather, but don't let him hear that I said that. I wear an eyepatch over my left eye, and strangely enough no one ever askes why. I wouldn't tell them even if they did. I avoid the subject and people seem to accept that.
THIRD PERSON: Lavi groaned as he hurried down the hall. A few of the other students were hustling to get into class before the bell rang. Cursing, the redhead sped up from a slow trot to a fast jog. 'Maybe taking that nap in the library wasn't such a good idea,' he thought. 'Alright! This is the hall!'

He turned down the hall and gulped. Lavi had underestimated the length from the corner to the classroom. Taking a deep breath and saying a prayer to the gods, the redhead sprinted to the door. Another student hurried up to the door and jerked it open. Lavi saw his chance and dived for the classroom just as the bell started ringing.

Everyone in the classroom gaped at the redhead sprawled in front of the door. The teacher, who had gotten up from her desk to see what exactly had flown in, tried in vain to not laugh. "Technically you are in the room Lavi," she said grinning. "But you are not in your seat. Good try though." Lavi winced, then limped his way to his seat.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:33 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

OmgLavi♥

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[info]bustaa_wolf
2007-10-05 10:28 am UTC (link)
NAME: Robin
JOURNAL: orochi_phoenix
AIM OR MSN: AIM - OrochiPhoenix
E-MAIL: robin.boy.blunder@ygmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Terry Bogard
FANDOM: Fatal Fury/Garou Densetsu
AGE: 14
GRADE: 9th Grade/Freshman
HISTORY: Terry and his younger brother Andy were orphans adopted by martial artist Jeff Bogard. Bogard raised the two boys as though his own flesh and blood, so the day he was killed in combat by a rival martial artist was a painful day for both of them. Currently, Terry and his brother are staying with their father's master, Tung Fu Rue, and training in the hope that, one day, they can avenge their father's death.

FIRST PERSON: You ever gotten really hungry? Like, so hungry you feel kinda sick? Yeah, I’m that hungry right now. Except I don’t feel sick, which is good, since I really gotta eat something. Where’s the closest sub shop? I think I have enough to get a club sandwich… Let’s see, I got… two, three, four dollars aaaaand… sixty-seven cents. That should get a sandwich, right? I mean, it’s not like I’m gonna buy one of those combos or whatever - I never do eat the chips when I get those. Or the pickle, either. The club kinda does the whole thing for me.
THIRD PERSON: Terry wasn’t going to argue with Master Tung. He’d seen Andy do it before, and the next thing he knew, Andy was laid out flat on the mat. And that was only when he’d wanted to stay up and watch TV. So when the old martial arts master asked Terry to go grocery shopping, despite promising some of the local kids he’d teach them how to shoot free-throws, he dropped what he was doing and went, no fussing.

The problem with sending Terry to the store was that he had never been taught the finer points of examining the food before he bought it. The tomatoes were dented, the bananas were bruised, and the chicken wasn’t of the highest quality. Still, Tung couldn’t send Andy - the boy was too young to run errands on his own - so he was forced to trust in the elder brother’s judgment when he couldn’t go himself.

“Squeeze the tomatoes and thump the melons,” Terry repeated to himself. He had a list in his back pocket, but the special instructions Master Tung had given him were like a mantra now. “Squeeze the tomatoes and thump the melons.” It couldn’t be that hard, could it? Still, Terry remembered last time, when he was asked to pick up two heads of lettuce, but brought home two cabbages. If Master Tung gave him instructions, he had to make sure and follow them this time. “Squeeze the melons and thump the tomatoes,” he said out loud while tipping his cap to a young woman. She stared at him for a moment, then shook her head, muttering about dirty boys. Terry scratched his own head. “Squeeze the… no, wait. It’s not the melons that need squeezing, they need thumping. What needed squeezing?”

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:37 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]dominochan
2007-10-05 12:22 pm UTC (link)
NAME: Domino-chan.
JOURNAL: [info]dominochan.
AIM OR MSN: AIM: thedarkfencer, MSN: BVBolivar@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: Techno_domino@yahoo.com

CHARACTER NAME: Venom
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 15
GRADE: Sophomore
HISTORY: Trevor Gilchrist is his real name. Venom's only a nickname given to him by his former peers. A quiet bookworm with a passion for billiards and chess, he tries to fit into his new life in the US.
FIRST PERSON: Hello. My name's Trevor, but you can call me Venom, I guess. I just came from England where I used to attend a private academy, but now I'm here in America.

My hobbies include pool, comics, and chess. I tend to keep to myself, but I won't turn away a good conversation, especially if it's about Iron Man!

THIRD PERSON: Venom glanced around his new home. At first, he was against the whole moving idea. In fact, he had printed out reasons why they shouldn't move. He sighed and picked up his cue case along with a large shoulder bag. A large tortoiseshell cat followed him up the stairs to his room, where she deposited herself in one of the corners.

After several trips up and down the stairs, Venom splayed across his bed, his arms aching from carrying his best friend: the computer. I wish Dad would invest in something lighter. At least an LCD monitor or something... The cat hopped onto the bed next to him, meowing for attention. She purred the instant his hand touched her head. "You've adjusted fast, Clarice. I just hope I can say the same for myself."

(OOC: I'm gonna double post soon so I can claim another character. If that's not cool, let me know ^^)

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:40 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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[info]dominochan
2007-10-05 12:40 pm UTC (link)
All journal info is same as above.

CHARACTER NAME: Eddie
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 17
GRADE: Junior
HISTORY: Brash, loud, and a pain in the butt, Eddie's a young man who's seen it all... so to speak. He moves around a great deal, and he secretly hopes he can actually make lifelong friends in his new school.

FIRST PERSON: Yo! Name's Eddie. This is probably my tenth school in as many years. What can I say, I move around A LOT. I don't mind new friends, as long as they keep their traps shut about my eye problem.

Oh, and um... rock on.

THIRD PERSON: "This place reminds me of the one back in Hawaii, only dirtier." Eddie hated moving. He knew it was part of his father's job, but that didn't mean he had to like it. School would start tomorrow. Hooray. That meant Eddie would try to make even more new friends. He rolled his eyes while his father told him to move the boxes next to him. Luckily he was wearing his shades, otherwise he'd be in big trouble.

Being in such a mobile family wasn't so bad. He got to live in parts of the world other kids would only dream about. Japan, Germany, even Cuba... Hell, he even got to spend time in his parents' native Spain. As he moved a box, he thought,

I could go for some German food right about now.

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Request.
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:41 am UTC (link)
Do you think you could change up the history section a little? O: Just so I know more about, well, his past! Thank you very much.

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Re: Request. - [info]dominochan, 2007-10-06 01:05 am UTC

[info]theimmoralflame
2007-10-06 12:08 am UTC (link)
Okay, since we need teachers and all...

NAME: Kimba
JOURNAL: [info]evil_kimba
AIM OR MSN: evil kimba/meandmyskate@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: evilkimba@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Mayuri Kurotsuchi
FANDOM: Bleach
AGE: 28
TEACHES: A science teacher. Teaches all levels of chemistry and biology.
HISTORY: A bizarre person overall, he always held a love for sciences and experimenting. Throughout his schooling, he was known as a "mad scientist" and for some less-than-ethical tests on fellow students. Hey, what was he supposed to do when they accepted money in exchange for being a guinea pig? He was always a bit out of place with his peers, his blue hair and golden eyes making him stand out physically. His off-kilter ideas also made him an oddball. He always made outstanding marks and prefers students that do the same (at least in his classes).

FIRST PERSON: Oh, my, my! Another year, another batch of experiments fresh new students! Welcome back to Clairbourn and I certainly hope to see you in my classes. I prefer to take a bit of a hands-on approach to all of my lessons, so expect some fantastic explosions!
THIRD PERSON: Mayuri stood at the head of the class, scribbling a few titles on the board. He turned to face the students shuffling in with a bit of an unsettling grin. He set down his lesson plan on his desk, still grinning.

"Welcome, students, to Mayuri Kurotsuchi's chemistry class! Today we'll be learning what not to do in a lab setting!"

He bent down and dug around in a cabinet, producing several vials of chemicals. He pulled on a pair of safety goggle, grinning wider.

"Now, acid and bases don't mix! Here's why," he said excitedly, pouring the chemicals into a beaker.

"You may want to duck, you know," he stated as the chemicals started to react violently. The beaker shattered, sending glass towards the professor. He winced and pulled it out, without a second thought.

"Now this is why you don't mix acids and bases without proper instruction," he instructed, going to the chemical shower to wash off the remnants of the chemicals from his arm.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 12:43 am UTC (link)
Oh my god, the school just got a whole lot creepier. I fear for my life.

I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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Mello App part 1
[info]stakeh
2007-10-06 07:04 am UTC (link)
NAME: Stacie.
JOURNAL: [info]stakeh
AIM OR MSN: AIM: weaselhime. MSN: sparkcite@hotmail.com.
E-MAIL: kyuubi_danna@yahoo.com. MSN address doubles as a second email address.

CHARACTER NAME: Mihael "Mello" Keehl.
FANDOM: Death Note.
AGE: 18.
GRADE: Senior.
HISTORY: [contains language (well, this whole application probably will, too). I tend to splurge too much in AU applications but bear with me plz. ;;]

In a sense, Mihael Keehl grew up surrounded by the inner workings of society, the shit everybody else covered up so those with the privileges got the good life. So those who had the coins jangling in their purses and pockets didn't have to even see the grit and grime and grease beneath. It was simple, really. For the first three years of his life, Mihael Keehl wasn't left with much else to do besides watch. Learn. Admire the mother who wore too much perfume and cradled a delicate life for the both of them in her arms, even with the weight of everything else pushing at the seams; he liked to think she worked at the church where he received his earlier years of schooling. He liked to think it, but he never really knew.

Sister Adelle watched over him, not just for the time his mother spent elsewhere, but for a majority of his childhood. He could hardly remember her face now, yet he recalled her voice like a lucid, audiotape dream: kind, aged, and even lethargic. Full of wisdom and guidance. It was strange to think he remembered Sister Adelle better than his own mother; the only thing he recalled about her was the sweet perfume-scent permeating everything she touched, and her glossy blonde hair. Her smile was only a phantom to him now.

Spending ten years of your life practicing the ways of the Catholic affects you, gets under your skin and nails, somehow. Even if you abandon your belief a shred will always remain; he knew that. The rosary he was given the day of his mother's death was a parting gift from Sister Adelle, because she knew he wouldn't stick around. Berlin, Germany, or at least the sliver of society he came to know - saturated with motor oil, cigarette smoke, and heady concoctions of perfume and aftershave - would get along just fine without him.

The next fives years of his life was spent harboring the unnaturally sharp intellect of his mind in an orphanage in England. These years were unremarkable, more a blur of passing time than anything else. He was released from the orphanage in Winchester at the age of fifteen, and from there, Mihael Keehl chose his next destination without much of an objective in mind. Los Angeles. And from there, whatever he could get. He would see out a lot of his life this way; he was naturally aggressive and at times a bit of a bully when he wanted something, and he didn't care about making it obvious. For three years, he flipped schools like the coins of the rich Germans, awing teachers with his brilliance only to leave them stunned and puzzled when he dropped out weeks after registering. That was it, really. Register, attend, transfer. Wash, rinse, repeat. Always looking for the right place to just stop - pause. Self-proclaimed 'Mello' after too many motherfucking Americans mispronounced his birth name.

And Clairbourn High was just another stepping stone, right?

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Mello App part 2
[info]stakeh
2007-10-06 07:04 am UTC (link)
FIRST PERSON: And here I thought LA was bad. Rich-ass school this is, having its own network.

I don't keep journals, so don't expect to hear much from me. Having a network sounds kind of stupid to me anyway; why give everyone more ways to socialize when they're already fucking failing all their classes in the first place? Well, whatever. Trade homework tips or something, whatever you do, I don't care. I don't plan to be here long.

So make it a hell of a trip while I'm here.

THIRD PERSON: An incredulous look was transcribed along with the total across the metal counter, and Mello wouldn't have been surprised if the cashier seriously thought the teen was going to pull out a handgun and hold up the place. To be honest, Mello had thought about it a few times, just 'cause it sounded fun and the world was way to fucking dull these days, but he wasn't about to risk his credibility like that. Sure, it was exciting and daring and right up his alley, given he knew how to shoot a damn gun at all, but at the same time Mello liked the grip he already had on freedom of action or whatever, thanks. He got the weird looks, yeah, he could live with that, it didn't bother him. But like hell he was going to let some bastards dress him in ugly bright orange and stick him behind bars just for some short-lived entertainment.

By now the cashier was stashing the fourteen chocolate bars into a plastic bag, doing his very best to avert his gaze when Mello leaned forward on the counter, sliding a twenty forward. The airspace wasn't so admirable here; the company that owned this gas station was probably too paranoid and liked to keep everything behind slates of Plexiglas, but he wasn't here to argue. Nope. Maybe another day.

"That it?" The cashier's tone was hopeful, and for a second he considered saying 'No' and buying another fourteen just to spite the guy, but he bit his tongue.

Once Mello collected his change, he twisted the plastic loops around his wrist and made for the door, nearly shouldering another man out of the way in order to clear a path. This place was way too fucking crowded for this time of the year; he was really starting to get suspicious.

Outside, the air was warmer than it should've been, and he immediately noticed the difference. Heat sweltered beneath the layers of leather he wore, going as far as to make even his palms sweat uncomfortably. It didn't take long for him to reach his car parked around the side of the building, yet by the time he got the key in the lock and yanked the door open, a fine line of sweat itched his scalp.

Goddamn Global Warming.

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Accepted!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-06 07:33 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]venusvolleyball
2007-10-06 09:16 am UTC (link)
NAME: Chris Collins
JOURNAL: [info]zappa_slave
AIM OR MSN: AIm = Zappaslave
E-MAIL: jeebsthethief@hotmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Mina Aino
FANDOM: Sailor Moon
AGE: 15
GRADE: Freshman
HISTORY: Mina is a Japanese girl born in America. At the age of 7, she and her family moved to London, England. This was mostly a present from her father to her mother, as it had been her dream to live in England. After a couple years, they missed thier home in America and moved back.
Mina herself is deeply otaku, often daydreaming of being a heronie, and spending much of her time set in front of a television, absorbing herself in anime and video games.

FIRST PERSON: Hello minna-sama! My name's Minako Aino, but I really prefer Mina. I'm fifteen, and I've lived here for all but two years of my life. I spent those years in England. London to be precise. *giggles* This is almost like a scene in a dating sim. The new girl introducing herself to the antagonist. I wonder which one of youuuu is the main character. *playfully points her finger at a random boy* In any case, I love roleplaying games, anime, sentai, and manga. Really, anything with a heroic character, and preferably a female one. Like Sakura-chan. No, not that little pink haired Naruto girl. Sheesh... From CCS? I guess I'm rambling now. Anyway, I hope to make a lot of friends.


THIRD PERSON: She croutches for the ball, and watches it carefully. It's descent quickens. Her eyes focus as the ball comes near. Mina clasps her hands together, and as the ball lowers, she thrusts her arms upward, striking the ball with her forearms. A clean hit! The ball is sent speeding quickly toward the net. She sighs and smiles as it leaves her side of the court. However, the ball has failed to make it over the net. Rather, it strikes into the net, dead center, stretching the meshing and returning the ball, full force. Quickly she scrambles to hit the ball once more, but her actions are for naught, as the ball strikes her square on her forehead.
So much for volleyball practice today.

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:05 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]exebeast
2007-10-07 12:13 am UTC (link)
NAME: Kimba
JOURNAL: [info]evil_kimba
AIM OR MSN: evil kimba/meandmyskate@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: evilkimba@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Yachiru Kusajishi
FANDOM: Bleach
AGE: 14
GRADE: Freshman
HISTORY: Orphaned an a very young age, Yachiru has been raised by her uncle Kenpachi. She has always been a strange girl, giving everything and everyone bizarre nicknames. She never feels too sad about her parents being gone and tries to stay upbeat all the time. She can get very serious when needed, though, and is EXTREMELY protective and defensive of her uncle.

FIRST PERSON: Hi everyone!!! :D My name is Yachiru Kusajishi and I'm a freshman!! ^^ I can't wait to see everyone in class! Be sure to give me lots of candy if you wanna be my friend! ^_~ And no, I won't give you any good words in with Coach Zaraki!! >O
THIRD PERSON: Yachiru bounced excitedly through the hall, ducking and weaving through the throngs of people around her. She couldn't be late to gym class, of all things! Uncle Kenny would kill her! She spent what felt like hours navigating the halls, desperately trying to find the gym. She came to a door and opened it, and popped inside.

"Uncle Kenny! I made it!"

Confused students turned to look at the pink-haired girl. It was the wrong classroom. Her impeccable sense of direction had, once again, failed her. She let out a heavy sigh and left the classroom, rushing back into the halls. Coach Zaraki would scold her for sure if she were late. Finally, she came across the gym and rushed inside just as the bell rang.

"Uncle KENNY!!" she exclaimed, launching herself at the much taller, much more imposing man. She grinned wildly as he caught her, starting to laugh. Nah, he wouldn't scold her after all.

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:18 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]luv_johnny
2007-10-07 12:46 am UTC (link)
NAME: Becca
JOURNAL: [info]kitsoru
AIM OR MSN: RSO717 (AIM)
E-MAIL: RSO717@aol.com

CHARACTER NAME: May
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 15
GRADE: Freshman
HISTORY: An orphan who's unaware of her past or heritage that has been taken in by Johnny,

FIRST PERSON: Nene, Johnny! Where are ya going~? You promised you'd go to the park with me today... Humph. Meanie...
THIRD PERSON: May skipped along the block, her Sea World keychain jingling on her backpack as she made her way to school. It had been a long time since she had had real friends to talk to other than Johnny, and she was looking forward to today more than anything.

Passing by the first edge of the schoolyard, she took in the sight with a bright smile. It was such a big building, and surely there would be that many people to make friends with! Since Johnny went here as well (or at least, when he felt like going) she would surely be able to tag along with him, right? She grinned to herself before skipping up the path to the school's front doors.

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:26 am UTC (link)
We like where your application is going. However, we feel that your character's history is slightly lacking. Please elaborate on it and re-submit it, and we'll re-evaluate your application ASAP. Thank you!

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Re: PENDING - [info]luv_johnny, 2007-10-08 01:09 am UTC
ACCEPTED - [info]clairbournmods, 2007-10-08 10:34 am UTC

[info]devilinplaid
2007-10-07 03:42 am UTC (link)
NAME: Geoffrey
JOURNAL: [info]gonsai
AIM OR MSN: Mechm11
E-MAIL: theimmoralflame@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Nina Verenheit
FANDOM: Suikoden
AGE: 14
GRADE: Freshman.
HISTORY: Raised in the upper class all her life, Nina attended private schools up until her father decided it would be a good building of character to throw her into the public system. She resents this fact, but knows that she can't argue it any further than she's attempted to. She even still wears prep school style uniforms as a form of protest against the decision. She is spoiled, somewhat conceited, and a terrible gossip, but underneath it all there is someone who only wants to please those she cares about. It's just a matter getting close enough to someone to show that side.

FIRST PERSON: Uh...well...I GUESS I have to introduce myself...whatever... Anyhoo, my name is Nina Verenheit. I'm 14, from a VERY wealthy and powerful family, and I just want you all to know I've made it my PERSONAL duty to keep everyone up and up on ALL the latest gossip going on here at Clairbourn High! Hope to see you soon! <3
THIRD PERSON: Nina walked through the halls proudly with her nose firmly stuck into the air, looking downward as best as her small stature possibly could on the less than savory persons around her. She detested the fact she had to deal with the public system, and even though her attitude conveyed arrogance, she was truly afraid of this place and greatly missed the comfort of her pampered life. But, at the very least, none of these people would learn of that. Not while she was a good enough actress to hide it.

So, she made it her personal mission to direct the heat off of her own weakness by exposing each and every dirty little secret she could. All of these people...they were just victims in the making. Perhaps the mayhem she would wreck on this wretched hole would make her feel better about her own situation...

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:09 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]farasha
2007-10-07 04:54 am UTC (link)
NAME: Farasha
JOURNAL: farashaserval
AIM OR MSN: Farasha S Sand and skyriverproductions@hotmail.com
E-MAIL: farasha@desertcatpro.com

CHARACTER NAME: Natsuo Sagan
FANDOM: Loveless
AGE: 14
GRADE: Freshman
HISTORY: Natsuo's parents were both killed in a car crash when he was very young, around three. He was also in the accident, and lost his eye. This was also when his genetic defect was discovered - He showed no apparent discomfort at the large pieces of glass in his face when he was rescued, and was tested for a disfunctional SCN9A gene. He physically cannot feel pain at all (OOC note: This is a real disorder. You can Google it). Her mother's older sister Nagisa took him in, although she's a little... unablanced. He and her son Youji quickly became fast friends, and have been all his life. Youji also shared his disorder - the defective SCN9A gene. Because of his missing eye and inablity to feel any kind of pain, many other students thought he was scary, or strange, and stayed away from him. He's learned to rely on himself more than anyone else, and has also become rather playfully abrasive.

FIRST PERSON: So, I know I keep saying that my aunt is psycho, but I don't think anyone really believes me. So here's a good example! She came in my room pretty late last night, and I was playing WoW. She starts yelling about what a "horrible child" I am because I never do what she says, and why can't I be more like Youji anyway. She unplugged my computer - I was in the middle of a quest, psycho bitch - and then she smiled really sweetly and said something about how she knew I would go to bed right away because I was just that good of a kid.

...What the hell?
THIRD PERSON: Natsuo pulled his hair away from the eyepatch, leaning in a little closer. His one good eye had a look in it that could only be described as "angrily disgusted." Used to it by now! Besides, it was really fun to freak out the people who stared.

"No, I don't have a right eye. I lost it a long time ago. No, it didn't hurt. Really. I don't feel pain." He grinned cheerfully. "In fact, you could stab me right now, and while I might be really dead, I wouldn't feel a thing." He paused for a minute, thoughtful. "Wanna try it out?"

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:11 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]bass_smash
2007-10-07 08:20 pm UTC (link)
NAME: Rei
JOURNAL: slothfulsamoyed
AIM OR MSN: None. D: Best way to reach me is email, it's checked pretty often.
E-MAIL: slothful_samoyed@hotmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Haruka Haruhara
FANDOM: FLCL/Furi Kuri
AGE: 19
GRADE: Junior. She's been held back twice.
HISTORY: Very, very little is known about Haruko's past. She doesn't look like she's from any particular race, her hair is dyed, and everyonie's too scared to ask about her eye colour. As a matter of fact, she lives with her younger (very distant) cousin Naota, supposedly in exchange for cleaning the house (which she never does). She's not new to the school, but other than that, all that's known is that she's from out of town.

FIRST PERSON: I've missed how many days already? I don't think I've been at all and it started four days ago... I guess I should pass this year, I'm getting kind of sick of being the tallest one around. I makes me so much easier to spot when I'm trying to avoid attention. On the other hand, it's not like I'll learn anything, since they don't seem to be very good at the whole 'Teaching' idea. Ah, damn it all. South Park is on this morning, so I might as well get up anyway.

THIRD PERSON:
Kicking the gas and grinning like a maniac, Haruko sped towards the school. It wasn't like she wanted to be up this early, but she'd already missed almost the entire first week. She might as well hit the place, if only to say hi. After all, it was hardly as if she had anything better to do. Her driving skills, of course, left much to be desired. Squealing round the corner, he knee almost scraping pavement... And countless honks and beeps from behind as the people who were trying to get to wrok crashed into each other.

She let out a laugh that would make anyone's blood run cold. Pulling the goggles back from her eyes, she tried to brake as she neared the school.

On the other hand, the vespa was nearly destructable, and nobody would really miss the science wing...

She slid sideways at the last moment, deciding that the insurance would be too much of a pain to deal with. She pulled hard on the brakes, but continued to roll for a good few feet. She finally came to a stop less than a foot away from a startled looking first year. Pulling her helmet off, she gave the boy a bored look. "Can I help you?" She said, locking the bike up.

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 12:14 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc), and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]imperial_ray
2007-10-08 02:11 am UTC (link)
NAME: Geoffrey
JOURNAL: [info]gonsai
AIM OR MSN: mechm11
E-MAIL: theimmoralflame@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Diza "Dizzy" Undersn
FANDOM: Guilty Gear
AGE: 14
GRADE: Freshman
HISTORY: Dizzy is the younger sister of Tess Undersn and the adopted daughter of Kliff Undersn. She was born and raised in Switzerland, but unfortunately health issues during her early childhood have bound her to a wheelchair. However, her spirits have always remained high thanks to the love and protection of her family. Recent world events have forced her father to spend long term time in the Middle East, so Kliff sent her to live with her brother Tess in America.

FIRST PERSON: Oh...hello! I didn't see you there! My name is Diza Undersn, but you may call me Dizzy! It's a nickname my brother gave me, hee hee! I hope to make many friends here! Don't worry about my condition, I've lived this way long enough to get around just fine!
THIRD PERSON: Dizzy rolled her way happily up the handicap ramp to the school entrance. She whistled an old Disney tune to herself as she came up. A fellow student held the door for her, which she thanked with a smile, a nod, and a grateful German expression. She hoped she would be able to get to spend some time with Tess and all the friends he had made here, not really having a place to fit in herself. But everyone seemed so nice to her. After all, no one ever picks on the kid in the wheelchair...she hoped, at least

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ACCEPTED!
[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 10:29 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc, and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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[info]bustaa_wolf
2007-10-08 05:30 am UTC (link)
NAME: Robin
JOURNAL: orochi_phoenix
AIM OR MSN: AIM - Bustaa Wolf (new for RP purposes)
E-MAIL: robin.boy.blunder@gmail.com

CHARACTER NAME: Zero Wily
FANDOM: Megaman X/Megaman Zero
AGE: 17
GRADE: Junior
HISTORY: Zero is the youngest of the extensive Wily family, and is often overlooked by his parents. Most of his life, he's been raised by his older brother, Forte. After struggling through school in his hometown, Zero received a call from Forte to move in with him and his fiancee, and finish things up at Clairbourn. For a variety of reasons, Zero jumped at the offer. Though he hates leaving his friends behind, he needs a change of scenery.

FIRST PERSON:
I'm tired of listening to you shoot your mouth off, so listen closely. You start shit with my friends, even just name-calling, and I swear that I'll make you regret it. I don't get my laughs from hurting others - but I do get them from seeing people get payback in full. And don't cry to the authorities that I threatened you, because if need be, my father can and will pay them off, which leaves you with jack in your corner. So get out of here, and I promise I won't bother you again.
THIRD PERSON:
There wasn't anywhere Zero needed to be - Forte and Roll were eating out, and he didn't have any homework, so he wasn't in a rush. Still, this didn't stop him from sending his motorcycle faster than the speed limit. Ninety, one hundred, one-ten - the needle tried to go higher, but it still couldn't keep up with the speed of the bike. This was his favorite time - bearing down across the empty asphalt, racing for the goal with nothing but tire marks and opponents behind him. He wasn't competitive, but the moment his helmet was on, he seemed to have only one goal: win.

Racing was all he seemed to do lately. Between leaving his father's house and getting settled into his new school, Zero didn't seem to do much during the day. It was after sunset, when he'd grab his leathers and race armor and head for the garage that he seemed to light up again. Life wasn't bad with Forte, but since he didn't have any of his usual habits to fall back on in the new environment, he had to find some way to feel comfortable. When he found a flyer on his bike, talking about motorcycle races, he thought that it could help him clear his head. It did, but he took to it like a drug. Since then, he'd been racing at least once a week, many times more. He couldn't get enough of it. It's almost like he was looking to fill some hole he had.

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[info]clairbournmods
2007-10-08 10:28 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc, and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

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Fakir
[info]guardian_author
2007-10-08 05:47 am UTC (link)
Mishi:
Mishi_Sings:
Mishi_Elwierd@hotmail.com:
Mishi_Elwierd@hotmail.com: Just in case.

Fakir:
Princess Tutu:
15:
Grade 9 (I think, correct me if I'm wrong, I'm not familiar with the US school system):
When Fakir was a young boy, he showed surprising talent for writing stories. His parents died when he was around 7 years old in a freak accident involve crows, which put him off writing entirely. He adopted by an antiquarian, who also had a foster child called Mytho. Fakir followed Mytho to the same school as his foster brother and Ahiru. Fakir spent most of his time looking after Mytho, which got him into fights in which he usually emerged the loser. Mytho eventually moved out of the house with his girlfriend and lived happily ever after. Fakir now goes to Clairbourn and takes ballet classes with Ahiru, and is now rekindling his interest in writing.:

[private post]What the... HOW THE HELL DID 'UNCLE' DROSSELMEYER FIND OUT ABOUT MY STORIES!? I haven't told anyone about them, at all! Why does he have to be so weird, anyway? Always popping up out of nowhere like some creepy old freak. I don't care if he's a famous writer and and he was friends with my parents, if it were up to me I'd never see him again in my life.:
Call him old-fashioned, but Fakir always liked writing best when he did it with pen and ink. There was something soothing about the scratch of feather on paper, even giving his ambivalence with his unique gift of his. He found it easier to think of this activity as a choreography of words, although sometimes the end result looked more like poetry than the prose he had written as a child.

He knew it was stupid to feel guilty about his parent's death, and that it was equally stupid to have developed such a phobia against the penning of stories, but he couldn't help it as a child, and it was all he could do to help it now, which was why he felt it easier to associate it to dancing. The deliberation in the written word did have its advantages over dancing, although his genre of choice, ballet, was so stylized and codified it could be fairly specific as well. In writing and dancing he could express all the things he never dared say out loud, as odd as it might seem if it occured to someone else.:

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2007-10-08 10:24 am UTC (link)
I'm pleased to announce that you've been accepted to Clairbourn High. Now, all you need to do is make your character journal, join the three communities ([info]clairbourn, [info]clairbournlogs, and [info]clairbournooc, and comment the taken character list with the needed information.

Welcome to the game!

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