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Post by Sailor Phantom on Sept 4, 2007 19:41:33 GMT -5
Yes! A High School RP! xD We're all going to CLF High (original name, eh? xD). We're all 10th graders (no specific reason... just so no one can pick on the younger grade levels in the RP... I guess XD). We live in the city Pearl Plaza (random name... xD; ). If you guys need more information, then just tell me and I'll make it up. XD Oh yeah, and it's preferred that you guys RP as yourselves, but your own characters are alright... I guess.
Rules:
- NO ONE LINERS! AT ALL! (I can't stress this enough! You get 3 chances.... 4th time you do this, you're out. think before you post.) - Posts MUST be in prose mode, NOT script form. No exceptions. (same as above.) - NO MARY-SUE'S! - I think that's it... if I think of any more, I'll edit this. [edit] - Posts must be AT LEAST 1 paragraph long. - If you do anything that breaks the rules, it all goes on one account (like... say you... made one post script form, then did a one-liner... like, you'd still get two strikes even though they were seperate rules. I know that probably doesn't make sense. -_-; )
Post your description before you start posting, plz.
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My character: Rakella K. (nicknamed 'Raki'... if you wanna call me that xD ) Bio: Name: Rakella Hair color: brown Eye color: brown Personal Info: She’s a very upbeat and funny person, but make her mad…You’re in for a yell and possibly a slap, but generally she keeps her temper under control, so stay on her good side. She likes being random and to laugh, don’t be annoying and obnoxious. Raki is a loyal friend, she is sympathetic towards her close friends and loves to have fun; find some common ground and be yourself, don’t be superficial, or she will most likely drop you and move on because honestly, no one likes fake people. Rakella has 3 current obsessions; FryxLeela, Double DxKevin and ZimxDib, if you like these pairs, you’re in luck! Shipping is part of who she is. She loves to eat candy and soda and has various bands such as: Panic! At The Disco, The Dresden Dolls, Cute is What We Aim For, Jack Off Jill, Scarling, Paramore, Rise Against, +44, Cascada and T.a.t.U. (p.s: my friend wrote this bio.... its pretty accurate, isn't it? xD )
Next person can start... I don't wanna start when there's only me in the RP. XD;
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Post by netaro on Sept 4, 2007 20:44:50 GMT -5
I hated high school... but I shall join because you might have started a revolution... an Interactive Fiction (aka IF). My character: Frankie J Bio - Name: Frankie Hair color: JET BLACK Eye color: Super super awesome super dark brown Personal Info: A kid who hates the world and ruins everyone's perception of the world with his bitter reality... like how life is short and that we will all eventually die because life is like that. Sarcastic, likes making jokes out of everything. Believes the interweb makes you stupid (which is so true) and that people who hate each other on it should not deserve to continue living. An artist... specifically a photographer; an ex-architect because it's super hard and geometry sucks. Uhhh... hates marshmallows after eating too much of them. Likes watching spiders attack ants. Lairs suck, tends to distance himself from morons. Chemistry lover, can make crap out of other crap because I'm just that much of a handyman. Thinks roleplaying is lame (IFs aren't though). Man, making bios is stupid and irrelevant.
As the sun beated it's hot UV rays upon the students of CLF High, the individuals not wearing protective sun screen will soon feel the burn within the surface of their skin as the dead layer starts to redden and peel off like that of a snake. It was an ordinary day in the city of Pearl Plaze, once known for it's massive pollution being emitted by the waste products being spilled into the local water reservior and through the factory buildings. However, 4 years ago... the city decided to do something about the pollution after noticing that the fish the fishermen have been catching had 3 eyes. The act was passed and today the city is cleaner than it was before. The world around the students attending high school was no different than the average high school students; and absolutely not protrayed on Nickelodeon as stupid love-craving stereotypical souls that roamed the hallways filled with bullies and ugly teachers. Everything was ordinary. No one cared what you wore, no one cared if you were there or not, simple... no one really cared. The campus was a rather large campus, occupying about 4000 students of almost every ethnicity. There was a pool, 2 gymnasiums (a main and auxillary one), a rather large library, a new 3-level science building, a spacious quad area, and a monument visible to the residence around the school. It was a nice clean campus.. The parking lot was a problem for the older students, but then again... parking in general is a nightmare. The grass on the football, soccer, and baseball fields were green and soft. The basketball courts had been remodeled and were ajacent to the rather small tennis courts. There was an aphitheatre parallel to the main theatre for the drama students. The aphitheatre would usually be used for high school bands to show us how much their music sucks, since rarely high school bands make it passed amateur and noise. The cafeteria was indoored ajacent to the main gymnasium because people would usually hate going outside to eat when the city hadn't started cleaning up their area. The cafeteria wasn't very well monitored and secure, as people would often steal lunches fromt he lunch line went no one was looking. However, those who were caught would be in deep trouble. It was break time before the next class started for Frankie. He sat in the Quad Area with his camera taking photos of the sun pertruding through the white nimbus clouds formed in the stratospher above him. The lens flare he recieved was unsatisfactory, and so he rejected his photo and retreated into the hallway and to his locker: 1056B
WOW, I did a lot of crap. My bad.
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Post by Sailor Phantom on Sept 4, 2007 22:38:37 GMT -5
(...wow xD that's a long post XD; )
Rakella sped down the hallways, in hopes of not being late for her second class, since it was quite a distance away. As she sharply turned a corner, she roughly bumped into some guy as she passed him. Papers flew everywhere. She ignored them and continued running"Hey!" he called after, trying to grab her attention. "Watch where you're going next time!"
"Er... sorry!" she yelled over her shoulder. She exited the first building and proceded into the quad. She looked up to the sky as she continued to run. It was a bright, sunny day, much to her dislike. "Ah, I wish it would rain one day... it's always the same weather..."
She looked ahead, where she saw the building with her next class relativly close by. "hmm..." she said, glancing at her digital watch. "I guess I have enough time to make it by fast-walking... like, super fast." She slowed her run to a power walk, clutching her binder in her arms. A few moments later, she arrived to the doors of the building. To her dismay, the front doors were closed... and they were hard to open, as they often got stuck. She grabbed the handle and tried to yank the door open, but no avail.
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Post by netaro on Sept 4, 2007 23:24:21 GMT -5
Physical Education was probably the only class one could be late for, because one can't really time anyone to quickly get dressed on demand. People would often brbing their lunches in the locker room and just snack on it with their buddies and slowly change because no one was really excited to play flag football. It wasn't intense enough... or was it?
Frankie was casually walking toward the locker room only to be distracted by a struggling teenage individual having trouble with the door. The girl had brown hair, and was pretty much getting annoyed by the door. Oh my gosh, you are kidding. He thought to himself. He watched the the students around him headed off in different directions to their next classes. Frankie walked over to the door to see what the problem was.
"You do know that if you put your binder down, you could get a better grip of the handle." Frankie commented as this individual struggled to get the doors open. The girl stopped and glared at me.
"Look, I'm going to be late. I don't need any of this right now." She said, continuing to open it. She put her binder down and tried at it one more. Frankie pitched with the double doors and pulled it.
"Ready... 1, 2, 3--"
Success. The doors flew open and the cool breeze from the inside of the building flew out and into the two's faces. Relieved, the girl picked up her binder, thanked Frankie, and ran inside.
"Uh... you are welcome... person." Frankie then walked toward the locker room.
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Post by Snide Hedgehog on Sept 5, 2007 6:17:38 GMT -5
Name: Theodore (Teddy) McGloveric Age: 16 Height: 5'9" Weight: 149 lbs Hair color: Black with a white streak Eye color: Brown Skin Color: pale tan Social stat: Nerd Personality: Unlike usual nerds, he is VERY defensive and he loves rock music. But he can also be a real spaz. He comes from a family of 2 sibling and 2 parents. He hates both his siblings and says he wants to move to the Bermuda Triangle.
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Post by Sailor Phantom on Sept 6, 2007 17:52:31 GMT -5
Rakella rushed into the P.E locker room and kneeled by her locker. She noticed that the majority of the class was inthere, and was finishing up getting dressed. "Crap!" she said to herself as she looked around. "If I'm late dressing one more time, I'll get detention! Uggh, I wish that the teacher wasn't so strict..."
She grabbed the combination lock and turned the dial. "28....2...28" she muttered as she put the combination in. She yanked open the locker and threw her clothes out, looking at the clock. 2 minutes left until it was time to go outside. Rakella put her shirt and shorts on fast. She breathed a sigh of relief as she made it jsut in time. "If that dude didn't open the door for me, I wouldn't have made it," she thought. "I wonder who the heck that guy was..." Her thoughts were interrupted when her friend appered. "Hey! Stop spacing out, its time to go in the gym," her friend said. "We have to play dogdeball with the boys today."
"The boys?!" Rakella said, a shocked expression on her face. "But...but... they throw everything so hard!" She sighed as she entered the spacious gym.
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Post by netaro on Sept 6, 2007 22:45:43 GMT -5
^Haha! I thought you were going to class, but not gym class.
"Change of plans, you guys. We won't be playing flag football today."
The PE instructor announced that the field was being used for something else that day. It was unclear as to what would be happening, but the guys started saying stuff about the soccer team getting mad at us or something. By the end of the day, the rumors would probably be stupid and unrealistic.
We were sent into the gymnasium only to see the girls PE class sitting on the other side of the gymnasium in numbered order on the faded glossy floor. Msot of the girls stared as the guys emerged from the doors leading to the outside.
The guys PE class still didn't know what was happening until they were ordered to sit down on the cold floor.
"We're playing dodgeball with the girls today." The PE instructor finsihed taking attendence and everyone let out a disappointed "awww."
"Can we play Co-ed?" One of the students asked. "What do you mean by that?" The instructor replied. "Have two teams with a mix of girls and guy so that it would even the field. I mean, c'mon! The girls are totally gonna lose."
The guys totally agreed with the student because they knew they were superior on the gender status. Frankie thought it was funny.
"Look, I'll talk with the girls PE teacher if that'll happen."
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Post by Snide Hedgehog on Sept 7, 2007 5:32:08 GMT -5
*Teddy was running to gym class as it went on , unaware that he had forgotten to wear his pants, he ran through the gym doors both out-of-breath and embarrassed at the same time*
"Sorry I'm late! I had to run from the other side of the school to get here." Terry had said as he tried to catch his breath
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Post by Sailor Phantom on Sept 7, 2007 17:17:49 GMT -5
(^... you're kidding, right? Do you not see every single post before you? If you're going to be in this RP, make an effort to type. This isn't the Pokemon RP where you can say 3 words and you're alright. >_<; One strike for you for not posting in at least 1 paragraph. xP )
The boy's P.E teacher jogged to the girl's side of the gym and spoke with the teacher. Rakella couldn't hear what they were saying, because everyone else was talking. A few moments later, the boy's teacher ran back to the other side and blew the whistle.
"Alright, everyone. We decided that we're going to play Co-ed dodgeball. That means that boys and girls will both play on same teams."
The girls sighed with relief, glad that some of the boys would be on their side. A few mixtures of "Yes!" and "I thought we were going to get murdered out there!" escaped from the crowd.
The boy's P.E techer blew the whistle again, signaling everyone to be quiet. "Now, listen carefully. All students with the last names A through L, line up next to me. All students with last names starting with M-Z, line up by the girl's P.E teacher." The students did as they were told.
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Post by Anime Blob (ToonFudge) on Sept 7, 2007 20:29:48 GMT -5
Name: Sydnee (but she prefers to be called Syd). Age: 14 Hair: Dirty blond Eyes: Hazel She likes cartoons, and Anime, although lots of people don't at this school. She also likes SLASH pairings, and to draw or write. Syd will sometimes even take out her sketchbook and start drawing in class.
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Someone stepped into the Gym room after Teddy. She had long, dirty blonde hair, and she was wearing a black Doraemon T-shirt. A blue slip was in her hand.
"Excuse me," Syd mumbled as some the kids stepped on her toes as she got to the teacher. Once she got there, she handed the blue pass to the gym teacher. "Sorry I'm late. I had an appointment at therapy today."
"Hrm, very well." The teacher took it out of her hands. "Go sit over there." She pointed to a certian group of people, not really caring what letter their last names were.
Syd smiled, and slowly waddled over by the group of kids. She sat down, and noticed Raki. "Hi," Syd greeted in a whisper. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Sydnee, but you can call me Syd."
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Post by netaro on Sept 7, 2007 23:24:44 GMT -5
Wow... and I thought we were going realistic here
The teams were separated by their last name. The PE failed to realize that there were more students in the A-L team than the M-Z team... because of their last names.
"Alright Team 1. Anyways who wish to move to the other team... go for it. We need 4 more people" Said the girl's PE teacher.
The students on Team 1 spoke amoungst themselves and 4 students walked toward Team 2. Frankie was standing there on Team 1, staring at who he would be able to crush on the opposing team.
There were 2 individuals emerging from the double doors from the lockerrooms. Apparently some kid forgot to put on some pants on.
"Sorry I'm late! I had to run from the other side of the school to get here."
This made no sense whatsoever because for one, you really can't miss entering campus without pants. Two, if you came out of the lockerroom... you wouldn't just undress and pop out through the doors panting... or would he? The girls turned away awkwardly in embarrassment as this behavior could get him suspended. The guys started laughing as that's what guys do in situations as awkward as these. Some of the guy's recognized this kid as "Teddy" from some math class. Whatever.
There was a girl that emerged behind Teddy with a black Doraemon T-shirt on and holding a blue slip. She seemed to have been exempt from dressing for PE class, which was awesome unless you get all sweaty in your casual clothes.
Frankie watched as the girl walked over and introduced herself to this other girl. Frankie watched them communicate only to discover the familiar face he saw with the binder at the double doors earlier. Frankie walked up to join in a non-existent conversation between the two.
"Hey I remember you. I saved your life earlier today" Frankie joked.
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Post by Sailor Phantom on Sept 8, 2007 18:43:03 GMT -5
"Oh, hey Syd! Nice to meet you! I'm Rakella, but you can call me Raki if you want." said Rakella as she was standing in the line with Syd. She spotted Frankie waltzing toward them.
"It's you!" said Rakella, pointing at Frankie. "Hahaha! Hey, yeah, thanks for opening the door for me earlier! I would've totally been late."
The gym teachers blew their whistles. All three students jerked their heads toward the sudden sound. "Alright, time to play dodgeball! Everyone get 1 ball each." The students scrabmled to get a good ball; for most of them were old and flat.
"Well... I guess we better go get a ball," Rakella said as she turned to get one, Syd and Frankie following.
"Hey... are you guys are on my team?" questioned Rakella. The two other students nodded.
The whistles blew again, signaling a start to the game.
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Post by netaro on Sept 8, 2007 22:50:20 GMT -5
The goal of the game was simple: Eliminate all of the teammates of the opposing team. Team with the highest amount of rounds wins. Of course, in the high school PE class, the rules have been tweeked to make it less dangerous and more "active" and "fun." Team 1: 26 active players; 1 sitting out as a substitute > Syd > Rakella > FrankieTeam 2: 26 active players > TeddyCLF High Rules: - There must be 3 people within 7 yards of the dividing line.
- No one can cross the dividing line.
- Eliminate a player by hitting him/her with a ball or catch a ball thrown but has not touched the ground (aka LIVE ball).
- Hits above the shoulder do not count; thrower gets out.
- Eliminated players sit out in the sidelines for the round.
- To get am eliminated teammate back in the game, the team players must catch the opposing player's ball. (1 out, 1 in)
- Substitutions can be made between rounds or time outs
- GUYS don't throw too hard.
Syd, Rakella, and Frankie stood on guard ready for action. One player from Team 2 threw the first ball, hitting this girl in the head. The whistle was blown. "YOU! OUT!" ordered the guy's PE teacher pointing at the thrower. The girl started to rant in annoyance and pretty much glared down at the guy who throw the ball at her. There were a few laughs coming from behind the trio. They were at war. They guys screamed to each other, hogging the rubber ball away from the girls because most of them didn't even want to play and the guys thought they were useless. So much for Co-ed. Rakella threw the ball at some unsuspecting guy looking at this other chick, hitting him in the leg almost knocking him off balance. The whistle blew again. "YOU! OUT!" and the kid walked off to the sidelines. Team 1: 26 active players; 1 sitting out as a substitute > Syd > Rakella > FrankieOUTS: 0 Team 2: 24 active players > TeddyOUTS: 2
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Post by Rabid Squirrel on Sept 9, 2007 22:48:33 GMT -5
I hope it’s not too late to join this, if I may that is? I kinda wanted to give this a shot, but this is my first time tyring somethin’ like this. ^^;;;
Name: Reba Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye Color: Hazel Personal Info: She is a calm person who likes to draw and watch cartoons. She doesn’t like too much attention being drawn to herself and likes things orderly. She is terrible at sports and physical activities, and enjoys math and sciences. She likes country and techno music.
Reba sauntered her way into the gymnasium, taking her time because, well, she hates P.E. and she had a pass from the nurse’s office. She slowly walked up to the girls’ P.E. teacher and handed the to-class pass to the teacher, pulling some of her short, dark brown hair behind her ear, nervously. “I… I was in the nurse’s office,” she said in a strained voice. “Stomachache earlier ’n’ needed to rest for a while… She gave me a pass an’ all… An’ uh, that’s why I was… uhm, …late…” Her eyes wandered over to the classes playing dodge-ball. She regretted not taking even more time on her way there, vocalizing this feeling with a sigh.
The teacher put an extra line on the roll, marking her as an excused tardy. “Alright, Reba, go to that team,” the gym teacher pointed her over to Team 2, while handing her a nearly flat ball, which was previously lying outside the lines.
“A’right; I'm goin’.” Reluctantly, she took it and walked in.
No sooner had she stepped within the lines than a ball whizzed by her face, barely missing her glasses. She looked in all directions nervously, unable to determine its source. She tried to throw the ball the gym teacher handed her, but she had a bad arm. It didn’t land but a few feet from her with a thud, only making it over the opponent’s line by an inch. She clapped her hand to her forehead, annoyed at the very reason she can’t play sports well. She pushed her glasses as close to her eyes as she could and kept looking around nervously, hoping to get out of the game in the end without any severe bruises, at the very least.
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Post by netaro on Sept 9, 2007 23:20:44 GMT -5
Team 1: 27 active players > Syd > Rakella > Frankie OUTS: 0
Team 2: 25 active players > Teddy > Reba OUTS: 2
The whistle was blown.
"SUBS IN!" The boy's PE teacher pointed at the nerdy looking kid who was supposed to be a substitute. A late girl came in and had joined Team 2. The game temporarily froze as the nerdy kid walked reluctantly into the dogoball field, disappointed that his only excuse to no participate in such an intense game was crushed.
The whistle was blown again and the dodgeballs flew across the filed like cannons booming on battling pirate ships. There were screams and chuckles and the occasional "oof!" following a whistle blowing.
Everyone on the playing field seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to sensing the path of a dodgeball and reacting as skillfully as they could; while others fail and kiss the dirty gym floor.
A dodgeball was heading toward Sydnee, but she failed to react until she saw a red blur coming towards her in rapid speed. She let out a short shriek, shutting her eyes in the process. Did the pain bruise her so badly that the impact was virtually painless? She needed to make sure.
The whistle blew.
"YOU! OUT!"
Sydnee opened her eyes only to see that some other kid from the other team was walking over to the sidelines. Was he hit or not?
"That was close" Rakella said, holding a red ball in her hand.
"Whoa... look who saved your life," Frankie said to Sydnee, gesturing to Rakella.
Team 1: 22 active players > Syd > Rakella > Frankie OUTS: 5
Team 2: 20 active players > Teddy > Reba OUTS: 7
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