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Ugh//
Ugh//
(My apologies for the fact that I was forced to church against my will and didn't have time to make a character. I suppose I'm a terrible person because of this, even though I'm here now and making my character as we speak.)
(Awesome! Thanks Impossible!)
(You're welcome I guess?)
(^-^ Once you make your character you can join in with the start, which is on the previous page.)
Name: Alicia Camilla Everett
Nickname: Al, Alice
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual Panromantic
Species: Silvertongue (Basically, someone who, if they read something aloud, (take note that it must be written down,) it will come alive. But unless you're incredibly specific, you have no idea what you'll get. Also, you have no control over it. If you read anything aloud, it will come to life. Rather inconvenient…. seriously, I'll probably make this power more of a hindrance than a help. Also, no, I will normally not make them read something that will directly affect themself or give themself a magical ability. Don't worry, she's not gonna be a Mary-Sue. Quite the opposite…. I like to make life hard for my characters, mwa ha ha.)
Looks: Tall, skinny, with bushy, frizzy, curly jet black hair, cinnamon brown skin tone, silver-grey eyes, lots of freckles, a long nose, and a nose piercing.
Attire: Idk? It depends on the day.
Personality: ESTP (MBTI)
Flaws: Doesn't plan things out. Ever. Gets very defensive over trivial things, doesn't like to talk about things and will let things fester for too long.
Talents: Very creative, skilled in music, martial arts, writing, cooking, and can fix just about any vehicle, whether it be a tricycle or minivan.
Hobbies: Gaming, listening to ABBA listening to music, playing competitive chess, fanfiction and also regular writing.
Favorite Weapon: Pen (The pen is mightier than the sword, get it?) or martial arts. Or really whatever's on hand.
Worst Fear: Insects. Anything with an exoskeleton.
One Random Fact: Has an allergy to dogs.
Other: She's very good at keeping this fact hidden, but her right eye is actually a fake eye. She was born with a malformed eye and had it taken out by surgery, thus the need for an imitation of an eye. She doesn't like having it brought up, though, so nobody except her dad knows this. Her mother died of lung cancer when Al 3, she was mostly raised by her father during her childhood, and didn't know her mother very well. Her father prefers not to talk about it.
Okay, if she's a bad character, sorry, it's the best I can do, I'm a little busy at the moment I'm afraid.
(Bro she’s awesome! Go ahead and start out with us anytime!)
(Okay!)
(Boink! Is everyone on?)
I is on..//
I too am online.
Another day, another possible lashing across the face with a ruler.
Day 35 at Draybrook Private High School. Where the uniforms are hideous, a good majority of students have their heads up their asses, and the small handful of students left… are shy and beaten on for not getting good enough grades.
Well, Sisi thought dryly as he sat down at his desk in his 1st Mod Trig class, maybe not all of them. He glanced up to see his clunky female Trig teacher glaring at him.
"Sierrah," She snarled through her yellowing, rotting teeth. "You're here late, again. What were you doing?"
Sisi sighed deeply. "My Mum got up late, ma'am."
"That was the dry excuse you used last time! LIES!" Her screech could've broken windows and deafened dogs. She flicked her messily bunned hair out of her eyes and stepped closer to Sisi's desk, her trusty ruler held aloft. "I've told you not to tell lies, Mr. Marchbanks!" She lashed out at his face and connected.Sisi let his face tilt upon the impact. The mark on his chin stung and he bit back tears. If he cried, he'd get another. He learned that the hard way.
(hope that was okay!)
(Here’s the start for those who missed it!)
Al looked over to Sisi, feeling guilty for no intervening but knowing she mustn't. She bent her head back over her work, trying to focus on something other than the current conflict.
(Sweet. Okay, so Shuri and Confuzzled, now, need to get their word in, and we can go all out. ^~^)
(YEET I'm here now!)
(yEY)
Otis sat in his class, reading. The teacher was walking around, looking at the students and what they were doing. When the teacher turned towards him, Otis put away his book and smiled awkwardly.
(idk)
Ares walked into the classroom. He sat in the back by the window like your generic Shounen protagonist would, and took out his materials.
(Neat!)
Soon the bell ending 1st Mod sounded, and Sisi threw his stuff haphazardly into his bag, then out the door he went. Away from Abner, who was looking to make a beeline for him.
"Hey, erm, Sisi, right? Al. Alice. Whatever. Hi." she said awkwardly, walking over to Sisi.
Ares watched as Abner charged like a wild boar towards Sisi, who was all but out the door, and kicked a desk over with a flick of his ankle. He could rip the bully to robbers if he wanted to, but stopping him.was much less vicious. The desk slid across the room gently.
As soon as the bell rang Unasa started walking towards the kid Abner was harassing, He quickly shot Abner a glare as he walked. Finally standing in front of Sisi he says "Want a sweet? I tried to pass you one but Abner hijacked it."
crap, i took to long to respond..//
(Hey guys, I might have to drop out of this one. It’s not official yet, but I feel like this really isn’t for me. Just a quick heads-up :)
"Hey, erm, Sisi, right? Al. Alice. Whatever. Hi." she said awkwardly, walking over to Sisi.
(fUCK I DIDN’T EVEN SEE THIS)
Sisi slipped out of the room, unaware of the three people intent on catching and talking to him.
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