forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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You've read the rules already, they're the same– here's my character: https://www.notebook.ai/plan/characters/870701#looks_panel
Pop yours in whenever!

Ahh sorry, I didn't see this!

It's okay! I probably should've tagged you, but alas!

I love yours! Is it alright if I use like…a shorter, premade form, instead of one from Notebook? I mean, I can do one from Notebook, but it'll take longer

You can! I really don't mind how you make your character to be honest, as long as it's period-accurate (or at least close– i won't slaughter you for little inaccuracies- hell, I think I have some)

Lol alright! The school is in England, right? Because I have a Scottish boyo that might be fun to use

That would be perfect! But yeah, it's in England, basically boys from all over Europe attend, which is why Wilhelm is actually German

Alright cool! I actually have to go to bed now/soon, so I'll probably post my character tomorrow.

That's no issue, I should probably go to bed too, actually- just a warning, I probably won't be on until 5:30/6:00-ish tomorrow, because I have musical auditions

Alright, don't worry about it. I actually have auditions tomorrow too! But for Shakespeare lol

Oh, sweet! good luck!

Thanks! Here's my boyo: Connor MacPhearson

he’s perfect, thanks! when should i kick us off?

Thanks! Np! I don't really have a preference it's up to you

cool. i’ll start now, let’s say they’re in ELA?

Alright!

Wilhelm leaned back in his desk, poring over a book. He had finished his work early, so he didn’t want to ask the teacher what to do after that. He sneezed, shaking his head.

“Mister Sallow, please stop disrupting our valuable class time with your unnecessary noises!” The teacher barked, whipping her head around to glare daggers at him.

“I sneezed-!” Wilhelm started, but he was quickly cut off by the instructor.

“Don’t talk back! Outside, now.” She snapped, pointing towards the door.

Wilhelm grumbled under his breath, clapping his book shut and taking it with him into the antiqued hallway of Pheasant Brook.

(alright!)

Connor wasn't looking where he was going, too busy looking around the Halls of his new school. He wore a white dress shirt and slacks, the shirt somehow still spotless despite the long day of traveling. He stumbled backwards as he bumped into someone. "Sorry, sorry!" He stammered a little, peering at the person. "Ah wa'n't watchin' where ah were goin', my 'pologies." A Scottish accent made itself quite obvious in his voice, and his red curls fell into his face.

“You’re fine, you’re fine.” He had a thin German accent that snuck out every so often, almost as if it was hiding around a corner. “Don’t worry about it… What’s your name again? I don’t remember, sorry.” Wilhelm hadn’t seen this boy before, but he knew almost everyone in the school by name and felt uncomfortable flat out saying he didn’t know him. He picked at a loose thread on his uniform pullover, tossing his head to the side slightly.

"Connor MacPhearson." He replied. But with his accent, it came across more as "Connah MacPheahson". He gave a quick smile. "An' nah, yeh wouldn' know me. I just got here today." He cleared his throat a little, working to get rid of his accent again. It only really came out when he was startled.

"Ah. Well, that would be why, then, wouldn't it?" Wilhelm laughed, sticking his hand out to offer a handshake. "Wilhelm Sallow. Pleased to meet you, Connor." He winked to Connor, glancing behind him to the classroom for for a moment. "Eh.. what's your class right now?"