forum Axton Preparatory Academy [Private RP // Closed]
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Name: Kace Reviln Werewood
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Grade: 12
Reason why they’re in the school: A parole officer sent him to the school in his Junior year, and he’s been there since. He was caught in multiple drug scandles and violent plans towards certain people in the school, prompting the officer and his counselor to send him.
Appearance: Dark brown hair that curls up around his jaw and ears. Round, innocent-looking blue eyes but are firm and dull. He is 5’8 and extremely skinny. His pallid skin hangs off of his frame and he looks generally miskept.
Usual Outfit: Usually just a dirty t-shirt and sagging jeans that don’t fit.
Personality: Quiet and illusive. He seems to be the psychopathic type of teenager, while he’s really the soft, intelligent and extremely shy teen. He has wicked, slightly cruel ideas, but reprimances himself for them constantly. Once you get to know him, with most difficulty, he’s soft and tender.
Flaws: (See Above)
Favorite Food/Drink: Spiced Tea/Lamb Curry
Favorite Animal: Kiwi
Favorite Color: Peacock green
Favorite Season: Fall
Favorite Book(s): Fever 1793
Favorite Movie(s)/Show(s): None
Favorite Song(s)/Artist(s): None
Other: To be revealed because I’m mysterious like that.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(Lol. He looks great!
Unfortunately for you guys, I'm actually about to do Christmas with my immediate family, so I won't be able to post until tonight at the earliest. Sorry!)

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(I'm back!
I'm guessing I'm the only one here, but that's okay!)

"Welcome back, students! And a warm welcome to our new students!" Headmistress Prescott greeted them all with a flourish and a grin. "Your teachers and I hope that you will enjoy what we have in store for you this orientation week, otherwise known as 'Without A Trace' week."

Mel rolled her eyes, sighing. This was so stupid. If they made all the new students walk up and introduce themselves, she was going to run. They might catch her with all the security they had around the building – they housed delinquents, for goodness sake, so it was nearly White House level – but she would still try.

@blue_topaz

Olena tugged anxiously on the sleeve of her peach sweater, careful to keep her face a mask of bored, relaxed calm. The Headmistress began her welcoming speech— she looked so at ease, almost happy, to be in charge of a bunch of delinquents, it was unsettling— and she had to refrain from rolling her eyes for real. Honestly, who could be that happy in a place like this? It was practically a prison. Security guards and all. Olena wouldn’t actually be surprised if there was bars on the dormitory windows. She sighed, doing her best to concentrate.

@basil_

(SORRYSORRYSORRY)

Robin leaned back in his seat, sighing deeply. He watched the Headmistress give the welcoming speech, not really paying attention to her. "otherwise known as 'Without A Trace' week." Robin's head shot up, eyeing the Headmistress curiously. Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought.. He thought.

@Imperfect_Autumn group

(Lol. It's okay! I understand that it's a busy time, so I'll just bump this if I need to.)

"You all should have received your room assignments and locker numbers, and if you haven't, please come to my office. I will do my best to help you," the headmistress explained.

Yeah, I got both… Whatever… I hope my roommate is decent, at least, Mel thought, looking around the room as if she was scoping it out.

"As for this orientation week, you all will find your group information in your room. There will be an envelope with your name on it, and each holds the names of your other teammates. I would suggest trying to meet up with them as soon as possible."

@blue_topaz

(wait, who is whose roommate?)

Olena stifled a soft groan, but she supposed there was a silver lining. A roommate? I guess that won't be so bad… being alone would sort of suck right now…. unless, of course, my roommate is a murderer. That would definitely suck. She sighed, eyes flickering from person to person in the crowd. No one looked familiar, no one looked particularly friendly. Joy. Everyone's a straight up ray of sunshine here, aren't they?