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Post by zyphan on Jun 6, 2008 15:26:25 GMT -5
((discussion thread up. would like more people than just two besides me. sat, i know you're a werewolf, but knight, you need to choose your race. i'm putting up a character thread too. i'll make this first detailed post once you guys put up ur char profiles and we get a few more peeps.))
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Post by zyphan on Jun 23, 2008 21:11:51 GMT -5
[[changing things up a bit. my char, Lillian, hasn't gone wolfy yet, and she goes to school in Forks instead of on the Quillette reservation. I'm letting you guys choose classes and all that other stuff. Don't worry about teacher names or anything. make them up if you must.]]
The day was, naturally, raining and cloudy and cold, just like any normal day in Forks. School was in session, and it was just another month until the summer started and the casscade of assignments and tests ended. Lillian hurried up the walkway to her first class, pulling her hood farther down over her face. She had lived here all her life, but she still wished it didn't rain so much throughout the year; even a little snow would be nice instead of just rain even in the winter.
Rushing into her first class, she quickly pulled off her sopping jacket and hung it up among the other dripping coats and made her way to her seat, shoes squeaking the whole way. At the back of the room, Lillian opened her History book and pulled out a sheet of doodling paper, knowing that it was definitely going to be a boring lecture again today on the exploits of Lewis and Clark.
As the boring history teacher began in his droning voice, it didn't take long before Lillian had lost her concentration and was drawing on her once-blank page, little flowers and birds, waves and polka dots taking over the printed blue lines.
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 24, 2008 3:09:59 GMT -5
Vera was doing the exact same as Lillian only much darker drawings. Of bats and roses her eyes focused on her paper of doodles. Her eyes slowly went up as she heard the voices of some human girls talking about the up coming beach party this Saturday. They giggled and murmured about guys the liked and girls they invited. What suit and how they were going to do their hair. Vera's eyes rolled as she heard the words coming from their tiny pink glossed lips. She went back to her doodling and noticed she bagan to draw a picture of boy.
Emily was late to class as usual history class was the one class she hated and since it was her first class of the day she would purposely sleep in so she could miss most of it. She walked into the class room wearing a pink terry cloth jacket that showed some midriff and blue jeans with matching pink converse shoes. She shook her hair dry and it went from flat and wet to feathery and spunky. Emily snuck through the back of the class room and sat in between Lillian and Vera. She pulled out her book and hid behind it.
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Post by knightc3 on Jun 24, 2008 8:21:25 GMT -5
He walked to school, one place where he didn't find all those nosy elders always around, following him, watching him. Of course that was just because they had no business in a school unless they could teach. He had started liking school over the year, not because of what they taught of course, but because it gave him a place to be when he was not at the coven, which was most of the time. On other days he just sat in the numerous caves hidden deep into the nearby forest where the sunlight couldn't reach him. He was wearing a black hooded sweat shirt. It was wet of course but he didn't mind. The hood dropped low over his face, hiding most of it except the lower part of his face. He walked into the class, with his hand tucked into his pocket. As he opened the door, he could see he had disturbed the teacher and he was not happy. "Mr. Morganti! Thank you for honoring us with your presence. Where is your book?", he said sarcastically. He waited for a reply as Jacob walked to the back of the class, without a book or anything else for that matter. Jacob thought about replying for a moment but then didn't see the need to aggravate him anymore. His head moved to both sides as he passed between "the sisters", Vera and Emily, and sat directly behind Vera. He looked over towards Lillian as he rested his back on the chair, his hands still in the pockets as if it was winter in Forks. She was sketching something, just like she did usually. He usually sat behind "the sisters" as he had started calling them, mostly due to Emily following Vera around everywhere in and out of the coven, and just watched the others. Mr. Colburt just sighed loudly after having got no response from the boy and just continued on with the lesson. He never caused trouble, not more than the rest anyway. Rather, he seemed to prefer to keep to himself of late. He wasn't failing in the classes and turned up his assignments the days he did show up. They were far from excellent but not bad enough for a 'D' either. ((Btw, Morganti - 'n' is silent here while pronouncing it. Oh and BT, uh, beautifulytragic, I hope I haven't taken too much liberty with your characters. I just picked up from your profiles for "the sisters". Oh and I dont know how else to shorten your username, sorry. Let me know if you prefer something else ))
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Post by xDuckyBoo on Jun 24, 2008 11:01:58 GMT -5
Fairina sat in the farthest seat away from her peers. She wasn't much of the socialble type, although that's clearly stated through everyday life. Her hobby is to read, and although she dislikes history, and school for that matter, she pays attention anyways, well for the most part.
She isn't an abnormal person, nor is she all that well with fitting in. She doesn't drool over boys, but she isn't a square none the less. Her goal in life is to read the whole set of encyclopedias, that may seem boring and odd to others, but to Fairina , the books are the world.
fairina is a peopel watcher, she'd rather watch what happens, then be in the drama herself, reality isn't a concern to her, she always has her head in a book. Like right now for instance, although she somehow seems to take note of everything Mr.Colburt says.
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Post by knightc3 on Jun 24, 2008 11:42:32 GMT -5
There was a loud noise in the corridor and the door shook. Mr. Colburt went quiet and jumped a bit as the noise broke his flow. He went towards the door and opened the door to find a boy he had never seen before picking up his bag off the floor.
Donn hadn't realized how slippery the floor had become from everyone who had entered wet, before him. As he ran down the right corridor, after searching for his first class in all the wrong places for the last 20 minutes, he didn't stop when he tried to, sliding on the floor and had slammed shoulder first into the door.
He had kept his balanced once he collided but had dropped his bag. He searched his pockets as he saw a balding man open the door, handing him the slip when he found it. Donn was wearing a blue, faded jeans, sports shoes, a black T-shirt with a skull on the front and a rugged demin jacket, open in the front, all wet from the rain. He repositioned his bag on his shoulder and followed the teacher in once he was motioned to.
He looked around the class, at his new peers and smiled. "Students, this is Donn Gerennae. He is a transfer student. Mr. Gerennae, find yourself an empty seat...", he said and got a nod in return. He brought the bag down into his hand and moved through the rows, back into the classroom. He looked around and sat down diagonally between a girl who seemed to be drawing something, flowers and things, as he made out later as he looked over her shoulder and a girl who seemed to be very interested in the book in her hands which seemed odd for someone with her appearance.
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 24, 2008 13:43:27 GMT -5
[[Typist Comment: Knight what are talking about?]]
As Jacob walked into the class room Vera looked up from her doodles and smiled to acknowledge him. He was then later followed by Fairina and gave her a smile as well, Fairina and Emily were her favorites she just they so adorable. She went back to her doodling and she began to shade in the drawing of the boy she drew.
She then heard the voices of the "pinkies" the girls in front of her she called them pinkies because they were always wearing pink and they just seamed so chipper about everything, she heard them murmuring and giggling about Fairina and glared at them wishing she could do something.
Vera's glare was then interrupted by loud sound she looked up at the door see a boy walking in he had rather confused look on his face. She shrugged her shoulders as he sat next to Lillian and went back to her drawing.
Emily's eyes were stuck in her history book although she wasnt reading the history book. She was reading a novel one of her favorites "Practical Magic" by Alice Hoffman. She peered over at the door when the new kid walked in and watched him sit next to her and Lillian, as he sat down she went back to her book.
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 24, 2008 14:49:03 GMT -5
Sarah pulled up to the school in a black truck and parked it next to a pink convertible. She walked up to the admins office and got all her papers that she needed. Her first class was history with Mr. Colburt she headed to the class room the rain had stopped for a bit. She peered through the window at the students who seamed to be bored to tears. Sarah rolled her eyes and headed to the door and knocked on it. She stood there waiting with her arms folded over her chest and her backpack on one shoulder.
The clouds began to form once again and loud roar of thunder was heard through out the campus. Sarah pulled up the hood of her black zip up hoodie and continued to wait for the teacher to open to the door. Mr. Colburt rolled his eyes mumbled to him self "what misfit is waltzing into my class now?" He opened the door see Sarah and stepped aside "Your late Ms. Barker...." he said raising an eyebrow. "Thats alright I'll let it slide this time. Seeing as it is your first day. Come in."
Sarah stepped in she was wearing a pair of Tripp pants with a black hoodie under the hoodie was corset like top. On her feet were black and white converses. She found a seat in the middle back of the room in front of young blond boy who seamed to observing the girls around him.
Sarah pulled out a black spiral not book with drawing etched into with eraser and she began writing what looked to be song lyrics or poem.
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Post by xDuckyBoo on Jun 25, 2008 12:35:09 GMT -5
Fairina glanced around the classroom, 'A week, and I won't see these people for a whole summer,'She peered at the teacher, his hair balding, yet whatever he had left he gelled back, 'Man, Mr.Colburt really needs a fashion consultant.' Fairina giggled at her girlish behavior.
'These people, they belong in the cliques they are confined to, yet I, seem to seclude myself for some reason,' She pondered on the thought, 'Why do I?' Her face shoved back into her book, yet all she could think about was that one question. She glaned at the classroom clock, '15 more minutes left, and then it's off to english.' Fairina sighed.
She went back to reading her book yet again, then decided she was too distracted, she put her full attention on Mr.Colburt. He was going on about some folklore stuff. Vampires and lycans, 'What a fool,' She sighed at him, 'Although it's interesting.'
Fairina looked back to the clock, '9 more minutes.' She couldn't wait to get out of this class, her brain was being swallowed into an eternity of bordom every second. She peeked back at her peers, they seemed to entertain themselves, with darwing, writing, and gossiping. She looked back at the blackboard.
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 25, 2008 12:40:48 GMT -5
Miley looked to her sister and friend Fairina "what is babling on about now?" She said with a slight giggle hearing the words that came out of the chubby balding man's mouth. Some thing about vampires and other folklore tales. Last she heard he was talking about the civil war and now he was rambling about vampires.
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 25, 2008 13:05:41 GMT -5
Sarah suddenly became interested in what the teacher had to say. She looked up from her notebook and listened to him. Hearing something about Lycans suddenly became interesting. Her black outlined eyes focused on the balding man. Listening to him she then realized what he had to say wasnt true at all.
She wanted to rise her and correct him of his mistakes but knew it would blow her cover. She then slunk down in her seat and went back to writing down song lyrics. Sarah was getting rather annoyed but his rambling and pulled out her Ipod [Or cd player or mp3...depending on the time period] and put in the ear buds to block out the mans voice.
Her head began to bob and tapped the air as she listened to the music. She bit her rosy lips and tapped the pencils eraser quietly on her notebook.
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Post by zyphan on Jun 26, 2008 1:12:31 GMT -5
Lillian jumped when the new kid came in, and watched him make his way to his seat, but turned her head back to her paper when he looked closely at what she was doing. She had glanced up as each person entered the room, nodding at Emily and Vera as they came in, and then Jacob as well once he decided to make his appearance.
Glancing at the clock, she found that the hour had flown past, and already her page was almost full of doodles. With three minutes to go and everyone else packing up, she quickly jotted down the assignment- a two page essay on some stupid, already-learned thing- and put her things away.
The quick subject change brough on by Mr. Colbert was sudden, and also a bit surprising. She hadn't known he was capable of such knowledge, and was impressed by the amount of interest shown by some of her peers.
Before she had a chance to mention the occurance to Emily, the bell rang and all the students rushed out the doors to their next classes. With a lingering glance at the new kid, she went on her way, in the pouring rain, to her next class with the crazy but admirable art teacher, Ms. Tomassetti.
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Post by knightc3 on Jun 26, 2008 8:41:42 GMT -5
((Oh d**n, sorry for all the confusion its Mr. Colburt. I used different names in the two posts )) Jacob didn't react, not visibly anyway. The first thought that crossed his mind when their teacher started talking about vampires and werewolves folklore was that if he ended up giving an assignment on this topic, he would have to make an effort to not do too good for once since he was more than adept in the knowledge and stories, and this wouldn't be the problem with him alone. He heard a muffled giggle coming from behind him and realized it could be no other than the new girl who had been taken into the coven by the Cullens, Fairina. It was a shock, no doubt to them both. when they finally realized that a fellow classmate was a vampire... or half a vampire. He looked back after a while and found her staring at the blackboard. He turned around and went back to staring blankly at Vera's back, listening to the teacher in front of the class drone on. --------------------------------------------- Donn was fiddling with his pen, waiting to talk to the people around him once the bell rang. When the teacher abruptly changed the topic, he was so shocked that he lost grip on the pen and dived forward to catch it before it hit the girl on the back of the head, the one who had come in after him and had sat in front of him. He looked at the girl who suddenly broke into a giggle, the one sitting next to the girl drawing flowers earlier. He realized after a moment that it wasn't due to his recent dive and relaxed. His face fell when he heard about the essay. He hadn't even attended the full class! He blurted out, "What?" rather loudly and surely enough got a smile from some of the others sitting around him. Thankfully the bell drowned out his 'slip of tongue' before it reached the teacher's ears. He looked at the girl whom he caught watching him in a sort of a lingering gaze. She quickly left the room before he had a chance to talk to her. He got up to follow her out but realized he had no idea how to find his next class. He took out the schedule and reached the door and looked around with a confused look on his face
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Post by beautifulytragic on Jun 26, 2008 11:55:27 GMT -5
Once the Bell rang Sarah got up out of her seat and put her hood on, her red and white hair could be seen from the edges. She slung her back pack over one shoulder and was slightly startled by the boy who had yelled ""what!"" she then headed for the door later followed by the others. She pulled out a piece of paper from her pocket and looked for her next class "Gym great..." she said in rather unenthusiastic tone.
She made her way to the brick building that had word "Gym" on the side. As she made her way she saw the boy from earlier with a confused look on his face. "well at least im not the only New Kid here." she said standing behind him.
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Vera walked out of the class room once the bell rang looking back at the black board before writing the assignment in her note book and neatly placing it into her black messenger bag. As she walked her combat boots splashed the puddles. Vera made her way to her English class with the rather lovable but eccentric Mrs. Wilson.
She approached the door and opened walking in and sitting in the back. She watched the door as others walked in and hung their coats.
Emily followed close behind Vera but separated when she went English. Emily's next class was Guitar 1A with Mr. Wheeler he was a rather young teacher with brown hair and skinny yet fit body. All the girls would sit in class and stare at him with googly eyes, he was the main reason most girls and some guys would take the class.
But Emily actually took it for the sake of learning how to play the guitar, and instrument that she found rather fun. Once in the class room she gave a friendly smile acknowledge the teacher and walked over to the closet and pulled out her guitar case it was leather and random stickers on it none of actual importance.
Once she grabbed her guitar she walked over to the risers that were also used for the choir class, and sat down next to one of the boys in the class.
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Post by zyphan on Jun 26, 2008 12:38:54 GMT -5
((this is gonna be weird with everyone in different classes. shall we skip ahead to lunch or the end of the school day? and i think today will be either thursday or friday.))
With all of her books stored carefully away, Lillian pulled out her lump of clay from the shelf and proceeded to take off the saran wrap she put on it from the day before. She wasn't having much luck turning the blob into a more recognizeable form of a wolf, but she still kept at it, hoping that at some point she would be able to turn it in and get at least a decent grade.
Though the bell hadn't rung yet, she still was always the first to get to class and start. The new kid, the one that had come in with a flourish, was still on her mind. She didn't know why, but for some reason he seemed... different. Something about him made it seem like he had something else about him, though she couldn't pinpoint it.
((what if donn becomes a werewolf? then there's be lillian, sarah, and donn, and the others would be vampires. just an idea...))
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