Mila
https://www.notebook.ai/plan/characters/255315#nature_panel , but nicer and older
https://www.notebook.ai/plan/characters/255315#nature_panel , but nicer and older
Name: Eve Marrow
Gender: female
Sexuality: heterosexual
Teaches: music/instrumental classes
Appearance: long, mostly dirty blonde hair, likes to dye either a streak or the ends different colors (sometimes just highlights sometimes exotic colors) with soft curls, bright green eyes, broken stitched together heart on the inside of her left wrist.
Personality: doesn't like following the rules and often gets in trouble for it but can almost always easily get her way out of it, absolutely loves music and can play almost any instrument very well, hates having to be still for long periods of time and will often have class outside or not in her assigned classroom, as long as she can move around during class. She loves kids and would gladly do anything for her students.
so, what job/teacher thing does she have?
History/Geography
ok
(I'm going to be gone for 3/30-4/7, cuz I'm going to Disney-world. Feel free to carry on with my characters, but I might get on at night and on the mornings. Just wanted to give you a heads up.)
(can I still join?)
(okay. i think you can, we haven't started yet at least)
Yes, anyone can join!
Okie…so should we start once RedEeveestar lets us know what their character is or..? Idk why but i'm just really excited for this XD
(same :D and I think you're right, we should wait for RedEeveestar)
(yep, I agree)
(Wait, RedEeveestar already wrote their character.)
(I'll just write out Matthias)
Name: Matthias "Matt" Romark
Gender: male
Age: 32
Sexuality: very much gay
Teaches: Math
Appearance: He's 5'6" and 150 lbs with a thin, fragile-looking frame but has a very athletic build. Dark-tan/brown skin with freckles across his nose and cheeks. Fluffy black hair that's usually not brushed, dark-green eyes, tattoos on his arms and leading onto his chest, back, and shoulders.
Personality: He's pretty calm until angered, and then he becomes aggressive, like the Chill Drunk Uncle™. Blunt and abrasive but can be a softie. Sarcastic and witty with a dash of genius-intelligence. Chaotic-good/neutral and there seems to be a method to his madness when he teaches. Organized chaos, only he knows where everything is but no one else does.
Other: He keeps a special liquor drawer in his desk and is usually drunk to some extent whenever he teaches. Southern "Texas cowboy" accent and drawl
see?
(oh yeah. does that mean we can start?)
(yeah, um..I'll do it?)
Sounds good!
Kameo walked to the school, wishing that he'd grabbed some coffee. He settled down in the science classroom and started getting everything ready for his students. Graded papers went there, no names went there, papers he hadn't reached went here. Kameo yawned and waited for the students to start trickling in, anxiously pulling at his ponytail.
Eve sat in the teacher's lounge sipping her coffee, knowing she had a long day of auditions for solos in choir today but not wanting to be in the classroom yet. She still had a few minutes before the bell rung, besides, her students knew that she regularly came to class a few minutes late. Never more than 10 minutes but usually more than 5 minutes late. She loved music, but she needed her coffee and a few minutes to either talk to her coworkers or to just sit there and think.
(okay)
Matthias walked down the hallway, passing Kameo on his way to his classroom. Stopping at his locked door, Matt struggled to open his bag to retrieve his keys. Finally getting them out and into his hands, he tried to push them in to unlock his door. The keys slipped and fell onto the ground with a clang. "Ah fuck me" Matthias muttered as he bent down to pick them up.
Kameo walked over, "Need some help Matthias?" he leaned against the wall, drinking some tea and pulling at his messy hair.
Sitting in his computer chair, Damian had his feet propped up on his desk, his tattooed hands strumming away at his Ukulele. He greeted a few students as they walked into the large classroom, having a seat. (Okay but Damian is the human version of Tumblr XD)
He placed the small instrument down in it's case, quickly checking off names as everyone quieted down.
"Good morning class, take out your writers journals and write about what you did yesterday and the person with the most interesting essay will get to give me a dare!" He said, his usual excited energy cranked up to ten.
(This happened before, my friend got a dog the weekend before and my Spanish teacher did this, and she ended up taking the class down to the French room and made her 'confess' her 'love' to him in spanish XD)
(That's hilarious! XD)
Sighing, Damian placed the flower crown on his head, sitting still as a few female students argued on what shade of pink to cover his lips with, finally deciding on a clear, sparkly lip gloss.
"Well, shit," he said, looking in the mirror that was hung up on the inside of his door, "I look great! Thank's guys! Time to show my coworkers how fab I look!" He yelled, running out of the class room, his pastel purple locks bouncing up and down as he made his way into the closest class room- Science.
(Because science was my second fave subject in school…also why am I just picturing Markiplier as I am writing this XD)
Kameo had just begun his lesson about why vikings are hella cool when Damian busted into the room.
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