forum What Are You Guys ON?!?!?!?!? (8/INFINITY)
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(Ahh alrighty mighty just gonna make up a completely random character, hopefully for future roleplays and hopefully alright for this one)

Name: Verona of Prunelle l'oeil dieu Kingdom
Nickname(s): Verna Varney
Age: 29
Sexuality: Unsure
Looks: Skin is a clear, smooth grey to green sort of colour, eyes are dark brown and hair is a matted mess of blonde and grey, but still keeps its royal air. A straight long face with a narrow mouth that unconsciously falls open, no matter how much effort she puts into keeping it closed. She sports a long, wine-coloured gown made from velvet and silk, along with a silver crown embedded with pink jewels. All the horrific gore usually found on zombies is hidden under her garments, where one would she crushed ribs from her corset, massive rotting gaps, bruises and oozes, and a massive hole where her stomach should be.
Personality: She is incredibly vain, only worried about her position in life and what power it gives her, though she doesn't expect much. She dislikes the "common filth" and doesn't bother to talk with them unless necessary, but she is often anti-social towards others of her own rank. She is usually quiet and reserved, but isn't afraid to scream and whine when something she wants isn't given to her. Not a nice person to be friends with, but a very good person to be enemies with, for she usually gives others money and luxuries in return for leaving her alone.
Likes: Jewellery, power, rankings, mirrors, sleeping, wine, books, wealth
Dislikes: Poor people, being poor, those who like to talk, social people
Hobbies: Shopping, manipulating, puppteering, reading, looking at herself, drinking, sleeping, looking over scenery
Other: A vain, posh woman who had lived her life luxury family palaces, this marchioness zombie had always wanted to be on top but away from the "common filth"of 'Prunelle l'oeil dieu', a rather snobbish, copycat country that loved other cultures but disrespected every part of them. She had married into her title, for the marquess owned and protected the very edges of their kingdoms land, a perfect role for an antisocial person of power. However, the multitude of curses surrounding that the country's border blocked out affected the marquis most out of all the kingdom. They were quickly poisoned with a vengeful spell, and soon died, all buried under their palaces and borders.
It wasn't until centuries later when modern interventions meant removal of old, large buildings, and the removal of the ladies toilette from its area allowed Verona to rise from the ground, zombified from the curses but preserved rather well, with any major gore hidden under her large dress. Her life has always been simple, with a few annoyances, and Verona intends to improve her revived existence by moving into power and having the true luxury of life she deserves.
The curses have also given her the power of mind control, which she uses on an excessive level. This is her only move, however, as her zombified state has disabled her ability to talk, run, blink, or even perform normal tasks. She secretly hopes someone will be able to comfort her, but will always push everyone away from her when she can.

@The-Magician group

Karma picked up one of the balls that was rolling against the wall, tossing it between his hands. He never liked sports, but in a game against his sister he was willing to burn his lungs. “Oi! Bambi!” he called to Cora, a shit-eating grin spread across his lips. “Am I American?” He threw the ball towards her at full pelt.
Cora managed to dodge the ball, just before it would have knocked her over. “No, you’re a lesbian.” Her dazzling smile turned into a devilish one as she picked up the ball and threw it. Instead of aiming at Karma, she threw it at Clara as hard as she could, aiming for her chest.

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Clara looked Cora dead set in the eyes and caught it, with a very heavy loud thud. She then swung it back, and chucked it so hard it whistled a bit. Hey being a wrestler, she gets to do cool things like that. Evan was now also out, and the twins were watching this happen, cheering Clara on. The ball was aimed at Karma.

@The-Magician group

Karma looked at the ball in Clara’s hands with a nonchalant expression. He had his arms by his side, and now he leaned back against the wall. “Come on Clarabelle, hit me.”

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Clara shook her head, and rolled her eyes. "EVAN! Give me a hand wouldya? Let me get this cocky fucker out? For kicks?" Evan bit his lip, slowly looking Karma up and down, and shook his head. "What? Oh-fine. Be that way." She huffed and picked up two, threw one high and then down low at the same time, and Evan sighed, kicking a few more balls over to her as the two stepped back into play.

@The-Magician group

Karma moved from the wall and caught the two balls that were thrown, holding one under each arm, his bored expression never wavered. “I really don’t want to play, just give it a rest Clarabelle. I’m tired and want to leave.” his eyes drifted to Evan, and something in his dull eyes sparkled a little.

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Clara rolled her eyes and headed over to the out line. The gym teacher came back and blew the whistle. "ALRIGHT EVERYBODY GO CHANGE!" Evan blushed, and flinched at the whistle, and walked over to Karma. "Good game huh?" He asked, trying to be polite. He looked strange without his makeup. Handsome. A soft pale face, and dimples, but zits on his cheeks which he wished would just disappear so he could look better for his new found crush. Evelyn came over and slugged him in the shoulder. "Lunch is next period. Sit at the table waaaay at the back, by the window?" He nodded. "Alright. Bring who ya want." She then ran off.

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Jake went off with cora and changed, unashamed of the slight abs he had from previous showchoir years.

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(NEXT PERIOD IS LUNCH SO EVERYONE WHO IS LOST AND DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO JOIN OR NEEDS TO START HOP IN NOW!)

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'ARRRRGRHHHH' She moaned with such a force that it shook the ground below, scaring away the animals of the town. Everyone around here was so talkative, so loud and all so pushy, covering her with commoner's filth. She tried to scream and chase them off, but they were all too friendly to prejudice her looks and run away. She didn't even know where she was, all she knew was that she needed to get away. One last scream, and then she ducked her head to run away from the town. She was incredibly slow, but was able to appear like she was being chased, making a ruckus with her moans and shrieks.

@saor_illust school

(Oh okay! I'm just gonna pretend Harper was off doing some random shiet or something)
After talking with one of her teachers, Harper had gotten permission to keep her harp in one of the classrooms for the rest of the day. It just didn't seem practical to have to drag it around everywhere. She walked into the lunchroom, still clutching her music. She hadn't really been able to talk much to the others, so she stood a little bit in the middle of the cafeteria, glancing at the strange girl making a big commotion, as if she was being chased, a little to the side of the room.

@Hybrid-Is-tired

Name: Tempest Daniels
Nickname(s):Temp
Age: 19
Sexuality: Pan
Looks: Blonde mop of hair, shocking blue eyes, lean in muscle mass. Is half blind,and loves to wear hoodies, jeans and brightly colored tennis shoes (other form can be available if anyone wants it to be just check his character page)
Personality: shy at first but quickly can become outgoing and social. He likes joking around and is the ideal friend to have.
Likes: Video games, comics, music, reading, tennis, people
Dislikes: feeling he isn't worth anyone's time
Hobbies: Band, part time inde game music composer, tennis.
Power: Electrical manipulation

@Hybrid-Is-tired

Tempest hummed to himself as he left the high school lunch line with a serving of nachos plastered in sour cream, salsa, jalapenos and more. (all of his doing of course) He had only been at this school for about a week and it sure was different than Warren High School, that was for sure. For one thing, he noticed, is that non-humans seemed pretty common so props to this school for integrating he thought with a happy little hum. He looked around to see if there were anybody he knew…nope. nada. zip. zero. No matter I'll just make new ones a voice in Temp's head said

Easier said than done chuckles another part of him thought

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Jake walked into the Lunch room and sat next to someone ((it's Tempest)) " Hey, Name's Jake." He smiled his flashing smile.

@Hybrid-Is-tired

"Hello there Jake I'm Tempest, Temp for short" He smiled right back and stuck out a hand in greeting to the boy named Jake "It's nice to meet ya!"

@The-Magician group

Cora and Karma trudged into the dining hall, the latter trying to tune out the former. He had no love for her constant ramblings about how he needed to try and engage more with the other students. He respected that it was what she wanted for him, to better him as a person, but talking to people and making friends wasn’t exactly something he enjoyed doing.
The two of them sat at the table where Jake and another boy was sitting, both without bothering to get food.
“Hi Jake.” Cora smiled, showing off her pearly whites. “Who’s your new friend?”

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Takes Tempest's hand and shakes it. " Are you new here? I haven't seen you before." Jake looked at Cora. " This is Tempest."

@Hybrid-Is-tired

"Heya there" Tempest said to Cora before answering Jake "I've only been here about a week." he smiled back, his canines a bit larger than normal ones should have been "How are you?" he asked the three of them

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Evelyn and Evan suddenly sat down at the table with Cora, Karma, Jake, and a cute new kid Evelyn made sure to note. "PLEAAASE EVAN!" "No! I will NOT lie for you! You figure it out yourself!" "Oh cmon please??? I haven't gotten laid in like, a year!" "And?!?!? Look when I get home. I want to get some tea. Turn on some low-fi music, and WRITE! Not get twisted into one of your DRUNKEN ADVENTURES OF HORNY RAMPAGE! Now go sit with your band and leave me alone!" She huffed. "FINE!" And stomped off. Evan put his head in his hands, lunch bag sitting next to him on the table, back pack on the floor, inwardly cussing out his stupid sister. This was pretty normal for the two of them. He knew he'd somehow get roped into it, in the end.