forum Delinquent Academy RP

Started April 10, 2018 by @charkieshark

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xD thank you! Ditto on that back to you)

(Name: Jay Curtis
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Appearance: Messy, long, light brown hair, blue eyes, oversized hoodie, ripped jeans too large for him
Personality: Distrustful, Silently watches others, Incredibly anxious (he has PTSD), Avoids socializing if at all possible
Other: (Sounds cliche but) His parents were abusive, so that's mainly where his PTSD and trust issues come from, He wasn't actually meant to be born, so his parents mostly just made him get things for them like a servant, He feels like he can't trust anyone, and adults in particular make him anxious, Occasionally has panic attacks, but he's managed to make it somewhere secluded if he starts having one during a class, Can't be touched without warning or he might hit the person on accident with his reflexes)

Morrigan Corvia
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance: Long, tangled wavy black hair with silver peek-a-boo highlights, stormy gray eyes, tall, athletic, slightly curvy. Olive skin, slightly more towards the darker side of the olive spectrum, usually wears mascara and light black eyeliner with maroon lipstick. Triple piercings and cartilege piercings on both ears, silver and amethyst earrings. Wears mostly black (she's pretty goth), but very stylish.
Personality: doesn't give a [shoot], swears quite a bit, stubborn, loyal, protective, sarcastic, can actually be very sweet and compassionate, perfectionist, poetic, organized chaos, quiet on the inside.
At Academy for: Stealing, graffitying school property, not obeying the teachers but somehow getting straight As.
Other: Can ride a motorcycle, loves gardening and rockclimbing

Yay thanks!!)

June White
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: 5'7, long legs and athletic build. Wavy/Curly dirty blond hair. Jade green eyes, and freckles sprinkled across her nose. She has a scar running through her left eyebrow and has a smiley face bandaid on her right jaw line. Usually wears hoodies, leggings and converse.

Personality: Swears sometimes and can be unnerving and sarcastic at first. When she chooses to open up, she's humorous, mischevious and loves to have fun. Very loyal and is actually very smart.

Why she's at the academy: Get's into a lot of fights, vandalizes schools, flooded her last school and punched a few kids in PE.

Other: Loves graffiti art, rides her skateboard and always listens to music. She's actually a huge nerd.

Mind if I join?

Name: Suzan Storm (Never call her Suzan unless you have a death wish. Goes by Zanna.)

Age: 16

Gender: Nonbinary

Appearance: Choppy black hair dyed purple at the tips, violet eyes, and freckles across their face and shoulders, light brown skin, athletic build. Various scars scattered across their body and two twin lighting tattoos going up both her arms. Wears a no sleeves hoodie, jeans, and boots.

Personality: Violent, creative, and adventurous. If they like you they're a very loyal companion to have. If they felt like could go anywhere in life

Reason for being here: At their old town they were a notorious gang leader, fought literally everyone, and painter of graffiti.

Other: Loves art, hates school, watches anime (don't tell anyone), and doesn't want to be here. Never knew their parents, forcing them into a bad foster home at a young age, that house influenced a lot of their decisions later on in life despite being moved into a much kinder one soon after.

Quinn slouched against her chair in Ms. Paulson's math class. No wonder she's still single. . . she's hella boring. She thought to herself, Quinn's hood pulled up over her blond hair and her headphones on.
"Ms. White." Ms. Paulson called out. It seemed like she had repeated herself multiple times.
"Huh," Quinn replied, tugging one side of her headphones off. "Yes?"
"Can you find the radius of this circle?"
She rolled her eyes a little. When am I ever going to need to find the radius of a circle? She focused on the question and answered. This is way too easy. . .
"That's right." Ms. Paulson replied, looking a bit surprised.

"But I never signed up for this!" Mrs. Clarke said to the principal, outside of the classroom.
The principal stroked their chin, "You're a teacher at a delinquent academy, of course you did."
Mrs. Clarke's face was white with horror, "I wanted to bring happiness into students lives and change their behavior, not this! He's crazy!"
"Hush now, Mrs. Clarke, he's still a boy. And we have to keep that in mind. Morbid past really." the principal said, mostly to their self.
Mrs. Clarke couldn't argue and she cautiously opened the door to the classroom, finding it empty except for a small boy with white hair and red eyes. He smiled at her and Mrs. Clarke hurried to the desk in front of the classroom. "Hello Aita," she said, gulping.