Welcome to the Elemental School for Misfits! I actually made this site a while ago, but it went inactive. So now, after a few heartwrenching years of sadness and regret, I returned to my beloved forum. I've given it a makeover, and now it's ready for a wave of new and active members! A plotline will start when there are enough characters. So waltz in, have a look around and maybe think about joining!
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This is a cowboy RP As of now horse characters aren't allowed but you may act as one along with your character. We are an old RP but jsut starting back up as of this week.
We'd love to see you there! Never know, we might one day allow horse characters.
I just don't because then it becomes a more horse based RP rather then cowboys. This is a modern day RP so yes there is big trucks... its not all horseback.
Talliana Selanos « Result #4 on May 6, 2009, 11:06am »
Talliana Selanos
~Back to Basics Talliana Selanos Nickname - Talli / Lia Age 18 yrs Year Seventh Birthday October 31 Nationality British Place of Birth Exeter (Devon) England
~Soul Meets Body Height 5ft 5 Weight 150lbs Ethnicity - White Portrayed by Zooey Deschanel Distinguishing Features Tattoo on each wrist Diseases or Injuries None Overall Appearance - Her hair is dark brown with varying purple and red tinges when the light hits it. It is naturally straight and falls to her shoulders, flicking out at the ends, which she hates but can't seem to fix. Her eyes are a very dark brown that seem almost black if you don't look closely enough. Her skin is lightly tanned, and gets even darker when shes out in the sun too long.
Although some might call her short, she is very happy with her height but not so happy about her weight. She tends to dress in mostly in black, often the only colour being on her shirt or her nails (which she prides herself on). Her wardrobe consists mostly of black jeans and skirts alongside coloured t-shirts and tank-tops. Her footwear features only boots in varying styles. She wears what she likes and how she likes.
~Dreams are Sacred Likes Cool summer Her books Writing Music Walking Rainstorm The sun after the storm Dislikes Other people touching her things Inconsiderate people Newspapers Nosy people Cruelty Fears Never being able to control her ability Losing her sight Losing her imagination and empathy Goals To control herself To be more trusting Habits Staying quiet and nervous in the presence of people she has only just met. Carrying a book, a pen and a journal around in her bag Personality - On first impression, she is a shy girl with a sarcastic attitude and an aversion to fun. She just needs to get to know someone before she shows her true nature. Inside she is a completely different person. She uses her silence as an advantage;listening to and seeing everything when others think she isn't paying any attention.
To those that know her, she is intelligent, has a great sense of humour and a creative imagination (which isn't always for the best). She will defend anyone who can't defend themselves and stands up for anything she feels strongly about. She is fiercely loyal and values her friends and family above all others. It's not a good thing to get on the wrong side of her as she tends to get carried away with her words.
~Not So Normal Power Her power is her creativity and empathy (she is an empath). She has a direct link between her imagination and her mouth. She speaks her more creative thoughts and they often manifest in the real world. Unfortunately it is linked to her temper, often causing unpleasant things to appear. When she reads, if her mind so chooses, she can create the scene or characters. Strengths Her creations are very real and can interact with reality. Can sometimes choose when they appear and disappear. Weaknesses Creations can appear anywhere and whenever. Takes a lot of energy to make her creations vanish. Is not always possible to control her creations. Optional or Passive? Passive (working to make it optional of course) Anything else?As an empath she can relate to individuals emotions and sooth them (one of the perks to being ruled by mind)
~A Tale to Remember Parents Father - Kristophe Endino Selenos Mother - Catalina Sara Pheonai-Selenos Siblings Sister - Seronah aged 4 (deceased) Extended Family Probably History - She grew up and had a pretty normal childhood, unless you count the fact that everyone could see her imaginary friend. That was when her parents realized something wasn't quite right. This certain imaginary friend could eat, sleep and talk. But her parents decided to keep it to themselves. When Talli went to school, her mind was occupied with other things and so her friend gradually faded away.
When she was a little older, Talli wanted a pet. Her parents said no, so she imagined one. How it would act, what it would look like. Her parents found her in her room playing with a living breathing cat. As she got older she would read books and end up with a house full of book characters. When she moved on to another book, the others characters would disappear.
Things got serious when she accidentally put a girl from school in hospital. The girl had been bullying her for weeks and Talli had had enough. She imagined the girl falling, breaking bones so she wouldn't be able to pick on her anymore. Innocent thoughts for any normal child. The girl fell down the stairs and broke both of her legs and an arm.
Unable to stay in a normal school, it was fortunate that Talli was offered a place at ESM. It would do her the world of good.
~Famous Last Words Pets - The only pet she has is the cat of her imagination that refuses to disappear. How did you find us? Another RP site Anything we missed? Don't think so Your RP experience Couple of years
Death doesn't scream in agony, it whispers of tragedy
Joined: Apr 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 1 Karma: 0
Damion Harley Leduc « Result #5 on Apr 14, 2009, 4:14am »
Damion Harley Leduc
There was no way out, The only way out was to give in, How I love to give in
~Back to Basics Full Name Damion Harley Leduc (Le Duke) Nickname Danny/Damion Age Seventeen Year Seven Birthday December Eighth Nationality French Canadian Place of Birth Montrel, Quebec
~Soul Meets Body Height Six Foot Weight One Ninety Seven Pounds Ethnicity Caucasian Portrayed by Gaspard Ulliel Distinguishing Features Scar on his face, left of mouth. Looks like a dimple. Diseases or Injuries Has mild hemophilia Overall Appearance Damion has a slim frame, that is made only gawkier but his boyish grin and rumbled hair cut. His hair is always standing up every which way, often due to his hands running through his hair. His face always seems to bare a large grin or smile, but it doesn't seem to reach his eyes. His chocolate eyes are always in thought, lacking the joy the rest of his face seems to show.
His skin is pale not because that his town was always blanketed in a layer of snow, but because he always seems to be in fear of his powers. It was once said that he has seen a ghost. But it is not because he is afriad all the time, it is because he learned to stick to his room and house, because when he ventured outside he would find many ghosts. But living in his circle of safety, Damion quickly learned how simple life is.
~Dreams are Sacred Likes -Life- -Books- -Sunny Days- -Mild Rain- -Animals- -Females- Dislikes -Death- -Blood- -Night- -Cherry Ice Cream- -Cocky Guys- Fears -To die- -His hemophilia getting worse- -Getting cut- Goals -Control of his power- -Understand death better- Habits -Chews this bottom lip when nervous- -Wringes hands- -Forgets people are talking to him- Personality Damion is very cautious. It is undetermined whether it is his power, or simple because he is a hemophiliac. He will be overly cautious when going on trips, packing a first aid kit with a hospital inside. Damion is always prepared, and will be atleast fifteen minutes early. If not to make a good gesture, then to scout out the area, as he normal does.
But Damion is not controlled by his hemophilia, and isn't always careful. He has known to going beyond the call and do something extremely stupid for a laugh, while making sure no one will be overly offended. He adores a good laugh, and won't go overboard. While being a bit of a clown at heart, his power caused a seriousness that often leads to a fear. He knowns when enough is enough and when a laugh is needed.
But as most guys do have, he has a soft side. It isn't seen often, but it is something adorable and remarkable. But since the rude awakening of his power, that side has been forgotten for the time being.
~Not So Normal Power -Necromancy- Damion is not able to bring back the dead, inspite of what rumors say. He is able to communicate with the dead, and has been known to inact a "ghost" of a form. Given a corpse, he is able bring a false sense of life into it. This false sense of life is very difficult and even more so to tame. Strengths -Can almost "read" a person's number- -Can carry conversations with a deceased person for many hours- -Can see the spirit of the person- Weaknesses -Doesn't know when he will see someone- -Can not control every detail of his power- - Re-animates corpses when angry or in extreme emotion- Optional or Passive? Passive Anything else?Don't think so..
~A Tale to Remember Parents Richard and Marie Leduc Siblings Demonia - Seventeen Extended Family The usual History Damion grew up in a typical French-Canadian family. It was that over-bearing, over-loving family, where everyone knows everyone's business. It was this family that accepted everyone and everything.
It wasn't easy, as life never is, Aunt Cathleen got cancer, Papa lost his job, but that was normal. It wasn't until the rogue dog that bitten Damion and he was bleeding a lot more than he should have that anyone knew he was hemophiliac. His blood didn't clot as well as others, but the family took it stride. He wasn't treated as fragile as his friends did, but he was still a kid.
It was a massive feast and sad farewell party that sent Damion to the school. It was the same as when someone left the "nest" as they called it. It was a tight knit family that seemed to swing with the punches and love the good times a little too much.
~Famous Last Words Pets -A blue meril miniature australian shepard called Dega. Has a small almost docked-looking tail. Has shorter fur, is about three months old. House trained- How did you find us? Clicking buttons Anything we missed? nope Your RP experience Six years, give of take a year.
« Last Edit: Apr 15, 2009, 5:37am by Damion Leduc »
Blood Square- Anita Blake rpg with a twist « Result #6 on Mar 30, 2009, 10:07am »
AN ANITA BLAKE BASED STORYLINE
St. Louis, Missouri -- Gateway to the West. The world has changed, but is it for the better. Human beings are now the minority in a land filled with vampires, shapeshifters, the fey, and those gifted with unique extraordinary abilities that sets them apart from the rest of the population. Will these people be accepted into the society, or are they forever segregated. St. Louis becomes the primary hotspot for all the preternatural activity. ...
CORRUPTED POLITICS
But not everyone is a fan of the vampires and the shapeshifters, and the unique paranormal individuals. Amongst the people there are those that oppose the very notion of such things mingling as a part of the human race. Out of these individuals includes the notorious Senator of Missouri, Bill Wright. Adored by the people and quite popular in the votes, and the favorable candidate to become the next elected candidate for the presidency; the general public, however, are unaware of his extracurricular activities and the fact he is severly anti-lycanthrope. From this, Senator Wright has lent finances to build The Wright Concentration Camp.
The Wright Concentration Camp is located on the outskirts of St. Louis and kept closed off from the public. It is located in northern St. Charles County, a few miles outside of St. Peters in the grassy open land in the country. The gated establishment is used for the capture and imprisonment of shapeshifters who are brought here, and some never again see or experience life outside these walls.
When a lycanthrope is caught and brought to the Wright Concentration Camp, they are processed and given a "dog tag" indicating what flavor of lycanthrope the individual is infected, and a metal collar that can pour electricity into the body by a remote control used by the administration in the compound. After the processing, the lycanthrope is led to confinement; a small individual enclosure, in which they will call home, with no hope of ever returning to the outside world.
The Wright Concentration Camp, kept in secret and disclosed from the public and the press, is known for the elaborate experiments performed on the prisoners.
The Baxter House of the Paranormal, founded by the hunter, Johnny Baxter. The establishment was founded in 1935 and is located in southern St. Louis county in the flowing hills near Arnold, Missouri, just 30 minutes south east of St. Louis. The Baxter House of the Paranormal takes part in removing hostile and dangerous known paranormals off the streets. The system is set up like a boarding house, or a juvenile hall, where the paranormals are sent to be rehabilitated out to the public. If the individual is considered too dangerous to live in public, then this is where they remain.
Individuals are catalogued and are placed in dormitory rooms that can be used by one or two roomates. The house, itself, is magically secured with a barrier that prevents any paranormal in using their abilities from within the compound and 10 yards around the external perimeter. Many believe, the Baxter House is unconstitutional to the rights of the paranormal community and even in human communities. There are protests that march in Washington and Downtown St. Louis annually for the removal of the Baxter House in it's entirety, calling it a disgrace to the human race: paranormal or not. No protests, in the years since the boarding house was open, has been successful to this day.
A CHANGE IN BLOOD
Amongst the humans, a mutation has formed, a thousand years in the making. This new mutation is rare amongst the human population, but however, it is present. These people with the unique, unspecified blood type, have the power to cause vampires to grow ill when tasted, and the possibility of having the cure to lycanthropy when coming in contact with a lycan. These people have come to be known as Catalysts. When and if their existence becomes acknowledged in the preternatural, the thought of war has the potential to erupt. Races will be pitted against each other, and fear amongst the immortals will develop. Which side, when the fall out begins, will you be on. When the uprising feels only days away, will you be prepared the face the dawning of a new era.
IN CONCLUSION . . .
What happens when the indestructible realize they are in fact vulnerable. What happens when the shapeshifters accept they can be normal again.
The question remains: What would you do to survive?
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Kira looked into Henry Carver's eyes, a defiantly sly smile as she pushed into his mind. Her eyes going completely black. He looked up and almost didn't have enough time to react. her words rang into his mind and he almost gave into it. "Grab your gun, place it in your mouth" In mere seconds his hand reached for his gun, but his hand shook. He was fighting it. Henry Carver was aware of what was happening yet his body was doing it. Kira couldn't push his own mental thoughts to do it, only his body. Pushing her out he saw her eyes widen but the gun was in his mouth already. Pointing he felt his fingers click.
BANG
The gun fell from his mouth. Blood pooling all over his suit, he fell forward to the floor. Kira standing up ran out of the airplane as it landed.
Henry Carver died at 03:45 AM.
Three Months Later...
A New leader to Division has made himself known. Rising to power and expanding the Division Government Internationally. London's headquarters was now it's main station. He was actively pursuing the ones who escaped Division and often times imprisoning them. His name is Rai Isaki, Henry Carver's adopted son. He was raised by Henry Carver and his many agents. He successfully succeeded Carver's footsteps.
Seven Months Later...
With the rise of the new Division, came the rise of the rebellion, the resistance known as Project X-Eden. It's organization was to stop Division and create a utopia for those with abilities and those without can somehow live together in peace and in harmony. But this plan has had many bumps in the road. Division somehow was always one step ahead of them. Bringing to rise to international governments of their existence. The whole world now knows about them. Protests to exterminate them have come and gone fading easily, especially with Divisions new registration system and behavior monitor system inputted. Pro-Adam are those born with abilities from those experimented on. Scientist have found one thing in common, the male gene, as though they all had the same father generations ago. And it's common knowledge that humans all came from "Eve." So those in support of the children of Adam were against Divisions registration. But soon much of the Adam children have been registered and with each new birth of two CoA and even rarely from one CoA parent.
Project X-Eden members and their leaders Nick Grant, Cassie Holmes, and Kira Hudson have escaped the registration and are fighting Division, for their freedom. But what they don't know is there is someone controlling every movement of Division someone they thought had died a year ago. That day years ago that Kira pushed him to pull the trigger while the gun was in his mouth, he was able to push back, pushing her out. Henry carver died at 03:45 AM but was breathed back to life at 03:48 AM. A Miracle? He was brought back to life and kept alive by his team of Stitches. But who brought him back to life? Who has the power to bring back to life what has died? No one knows except Henry Carver.
Which side are you on? Do you side with X-Eden or the Division or are you a Rogue on the run?
Irving Rhoden Water Fifth Year Music Control member is offline
I used to rule the world....
Joined: Mar 2009 Posts: 4 Karma: 0
Music In Mind .:. Open « Result #8 on Mar 18, 2009, 6:45am »
Irving closed the door behind him carefully, the guitar's battered case nudging his leg like an over sized dog. The coast was clear and he scooted over to the other side of the room, brushing stacks of papers off a chair. They landed in a heap, but he didn't notice, one pale hand drawing a music stand towards him. This is going to be difficult, the other hadn slid into his jacket pocket and revailed a metallic black iPod, fitting neatly in his palm. Irving uncased his guitar, along with a set of sheet music. He didn't particularily need the music; it was there as a prop. He knew this music off by heart.
Irving set his guitar across his crooked knee, the sheet music adorning the stand in front of him. He didn't look up at it as he set the earphones for his iPod in his ears and flicked to the appropriate song. The first bars drifted into his mind, accompanied by his fingers flicking along the guitar's strings, responding note by note as the opening lyrics sounded.
Oh baby don't you know I suffer? Oh baby can't you hear me moan? You caught me under false pretences How long before you let me go?
Irvings hands strung faster, matching the chords playing on his iPod. His eyes were concentrated on his movements, focused downwards, engrossed in the overwhelming music. And this is just a warm up track, he thought, gritting his teeth. He didn't look sideways, or else he'd have noticed something odd.
Oooh...You set my soul alight Oooh...You set my soul alight
Oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
I thought I was a fool for no-one Oh baby I'm a fool for you You're the queen of the superficial And how long before you tell the truth
This is the difficult part, gotta keep concentrating. Irving's eyes slid sideways, distracted momentarily. His hands didn't leave the guitar, still in time, but a steely glare crept over his face, grimly set. Crud. Every time he hit a chord, a few items were lifted further into the air. Stacks of paper, books, even a chair off to his left. Each heavier single note he strummed, they dropped suddenly to then draw up a few inches from their original position.
Oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive Sucked into the supermassive.....
Supermassive black hole....
Irving willed them not to drop, they would undoubtedly make a huge crash. He could vaguely see the almost invisible notes churning up the air below each object, thin ribbons of music enveloping the items' corners and dragging them upwards. It was his general mood for this song, so really it was his own fault.
Supermassive black hole Supermassive black hole..........
The song finished and, sure enough, the items came crashing down. Irving winced. Once the music stops, so does your power, Mr. Virgil's words resonated around his head. Irving tried not to look at the carnage created by that first song. Maybe something quieter this time....
« Last Edit: Mar 18, 2009, 6:45am by Irving Rhoden »
Miumi Harou Air First Year Biokinetic member is offline
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Re: the green eyed dragon (Open) « Result #9 on Mar 17, 2009, 10:01am »
Gentle,
Once he had finished slowly the world around him began to fade back in as he slowly began to reset some of the nerves he had temporarily shut down by will and power. Slowly the sense of awareness came back as he realized how close to the desks and the girl he really was while he remained a respectable distance away from the other encase he made her feel awkward. While his next sense was the sense of hearing while he had gone on deaf ears of his own singing the others voice would be the first thing his brain registered which seemed to cause him to bring his own face into a smile. It was obvious he was rather happy by the fact he was just well a good singer he loved the feeling it filled him with if he had to describe it was like this. First he started out all shy and then it began to feel hot on the inside of his stomach and the world around him would fade and everything was painted black and the notes would flow free.
Sometimes it would last hours or even seconds it depended on the sound while the other sound he was assaulted by was the clicking and rather strange noises that the other's laptop was emitting. While the next sense was his sight it hadn't disappeared to much but things were a bit blurry his body adjusting itself giving him that once more hawk-like vision. While he would begin to move around his steps were slightly unbalanced and the other would probably notice that by the way his body seemed to be shaking. The muscles had gone a bit to relaxed and caused a bit of dizziness in the young boy he would be fine it would just take a few minutes for the blood and the nerves to reawaken. Just almost hopping around the room with that playful demeanor it was so hard to believe something so cute and innocent could have such a unique power. One that could choise to end or save the life of those he felt he cared about while his eyes seemed to scan the area around them before he walked over to the other.
Sitting on the desk closest to her. He smiled cutely as he let his legs swing haphazardly. He seemed so carefree while inside his brain was racing like the speed of light. Rotating around like a satelite. Making thousands of reckless choices which left other's speechless which was just how he liked it was he focused his power would activate ever so slightly his hair would stir seeming to swish dancing around gently seeming to flow as if there as a breeze in the room it was a fun part of his power he wanted to see if the girl could recognize his talent.
Ashley Cortez Head Admin Fifth Year Pyrokinetic member is offline
If life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
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Alex Harlow « Result #11 on Mar 16, 2009, 10:33pm »
As you might have noticed, Alex hasn't been very active recently. This is because she's pretty sick at the moment. It's nothing serious and she should be back on in a little while, she's just spending a lot of time sleeping, throwing up and generally feeling pretty bad.
Ashley Cortez Head Admin Fifth Year Pyrokinetic member is offline
If life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 126 Karma: 0
Re: Irving Rhoden « Result #12 on Mar 16, 2009, 10:11pm »
Accepted! Welcome to the Elemental School for Misfits! I didn't know what to call your power, so I've just put 'Music control'. PM me if you want it changed to something else
Irving Rhoden Water Fifth Year Music Control member is offline
I used to rule the world....
Joined: Mar 2009 Posts: 4 Karma: 0
Irving Rhoden « Result #13 on Mar 15, 2009, 10:28am »
Irving Diesel Rhoden
I used to rule the world Seas would rise when I gave the word Now in the morning I sleep alone Sweep the streets I used to own
~Back to Basics Full Name Irving Diesel Rhoden Nickname Ivan / Ive Age 15 yrs Year 5th Birthday 30th October Nationality Irish Place of Birth Tara, Ireland
~Soul Meets Body Height 5ft 9in Weight 135 lbs Ethnicity White Portrayed by Alex Pettyfer Distinguishing Features Brilliant blue eyes Diseases or Injuries Thin white scars along arms Overall Appearance To start at the top; his hair is permanently messy, with streaks of blonde varying from platinum to a deep gold shade. It is delicately, yet naturally, curled, and doesn't ever go far past his ears. His eyes are slightly larger than normal and sit well in his rounded face. His skin has a tanned appearence to it and he has a narrow mouth.
He is tall for his age, with especially long legs and arms. His fingers are proportionate and in general he has a well muscled appearence. His feet are size 8s, which are nearly always encased in either converses or hiking boots, depending on where he is. His wardrobe consists of mainly jeans with varying degrees of wear, lots of dark t-shirts and a few hoodies, along with his shoes of course. His dress sense is very casual and streetwise.
~Dreams are Sacred Likes - Hot summer days - Playing music - Any form of music - Walking through forests - Ice cold lemonade - His extensive collection of designer hoodies - Writing music and whatever he can think of Dislikes - Windy weather - Drizzling rain - Irrational people - Loud people - Out of tune singing - Fur trappers - Animal cruelty Fears - Hurting someone badly - Losing his voice/instruments - Not ammounting to anything Goals - To master the "demon within", as he jokingly calls it - To teach someone to sing. Properly Habits - Drumming his fingers especially quickly when bored - Making eye contact with everyone in the room immediately Personality He's a very laid back person most of the time, with s pleasent demeanor and is very polite. His manners are very advanced, and he knows what they are in several diverse cultures. He is generally witty and jokey, but overall a friendly person, like a big brother.
However, there is a dark side to him. If he turns on someone, they get it full throttle. He has been quite brutal in the past with his "punishments" to bullies and such like. He can be very snide and cruel with his remarks when he strongly hates someone.
~Not So Normal Power He has a power over music and musical vibes, he can physically recreate them (if a piece of music is playing) and manipulate them to bind, hurt, soothe or destroy an object or person (mentally or phsically). For instance, with a classical track, he could lull someone to sleep easily, or with a fast track rip them apart. Strengths - Its incredibly powerful - It works with any music Weaknesses - He hasn't yet learnt to control it properly - It tends to happen every time someone plays them music on stereo/loudly Optional or Passive? Passive Anything else? It sucks up huge amounts of energy from him, so he eats a lot. A lot.
~A Tale to Remember Parents - Eachen Heredith Rhoden - Jocelyn Dais Rhoden (nee Gomez) Siblings - Kayleigh Dayna Rhoden (13 yrs - no powers) - Yael Herrod Rhoden (12 yrs - no powers) Extended Family - Various cousins spread across the globe History He can from a reasonably rich family, with a penthouse in the city and a large country house in Tara. He had a pretty happy childhood, with lots of friends and family always doting on him. It as when he turned seven that the problems started. He turned to change his mood and behaviour completely to match the music. It scared his "friends" away, they were afraid of being hurt. He was alone with this strange force until he was ten.
A counsellor by the name of Mr. Virgil appeared one day out of the blue and offered to help his parents with their “gifted” son. The man told them that he could help their boy. So he entered a three year private course of sessions of tutoring with Mr. Virgil, with the basics on controlling his unusual powers. He was constantly told his powers had never been seen before. When he finished the course, he was thirteen, he knew more than the average fifteen year old academic wise (he was home schooled) and actually ready to re-enter the school system.
However, Mr. Virgil recommended they search for an elemental school that would help him tame his talents properly. It took his family two whole years, but now here he is, on his way to attending the Elemental School For Misfits.
~Famous Last Words Pets - Dewey: Large brown coloured Mutt dog, 4 years old, lives at home with family - Kizmit: Small grey coloured Russian Blue cat, 3 years old, travels around with him mostly How did you find us? I can't actually remember. I think there was an advert on either Betrayed or Instantanious. Anything we missed? Nope! xD Your RP experience 3-4 yrs, roleplaying just about anything!
DAMNIT DOROTHY ! « Result #16 on Mar 13, 2009, 3:20pm »
WTF DOROTHY?!
we're not in kansas anymore ,
Here in Dresden, Kansas everyone knows everyone. Your secrets are our secrets, your problems are our problems, and your privacy... isn't very private. Recently Dresden built a brand new school that has students from outside of Dresden limits coming to attend - and, of course, with more people moving to Dresden it just makes normal life all that more interesting. And if you think the town in general is nosy you better hope you're not a student - because once they know who you are they'll never forget you. Best to keep both toes in line, your lip buttoned, and try not to piss off anyone too badly - you never know what information the entire town will know by nightfall.
that tornado jacked us up ,
We accept members of any level - beginner, intermediate, or advanced SO LONG as they are all willing to try to become advanced. As a friendly, new community we hope to make you feel welcome and at home here - whether we become a safe retreat from homework, an escape from reality, or even just a place to waste your time. Of course, we cannot do this without YOU, so why not join today? I promise we don't bite!
At the moment we are only accepting high school students - though if the site grows we will begin to accept adults!
Ashley Cortez Head Admin Fifth Year Pyrokinetic member is offline
If life gives you lemons, make grape juice. Then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.
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Re: Making Music ;; Open « Result #17 on Mar 12, 2009, 8:55pm »
"Um, I'm Juliet," said the girl, sounding nervous. "Fith year, Earth house. Yeah, I'm new here." Ash sympathised with her. She remembered when she first got here, five years ago. Although she'd loved constantly getting lost in the maze-like corridors and classrooms, adjusting to a whole new set of classes, teachers and friends and actually learning to control her powers, she could imagine how less confident people would find it hard. It had been pretty overwhelming, even for her.
"Don't worry," smiled Ash. "It's hard at first, but it gets better pretty quick. Trust me, I've been here five years now and I know the place like the back of my hand." Juliet saw a piano in the corner of the room and walked over to it, sitting down on the bench and flipping through a few books, all full of piano music.
"You play piano?" asked Ash, watching her. "Awesome... I can do a little bit of piano, but not much. I mostly sing and play drumkit and guitar. Do you play anything else?" She tried to make herself sound as friendly as possible - she could tell Juliet was shy, and she didn't want to freak her out. She seemed nice though, and Ash always liked talking to the new kids.
Re: the green eyed dragon (Open) « Result #18 on Mar 12, 2009, 9:44am »
Juliet stared at the boy. his voice was amazing. If juliets voice could sound half that good she'd be happy. What juliet didnt relize was that she did sound that good. But for her to see that it would requier her too have self asteeme. something she did not possess.
"Wow, that...that was really good." she said. her fingers had stoped. she had found one of her favorite songs that she owned. it was in latin. Ombra mai pui. Ironicly enough it was written by her least favoriet composers. handle.
Handle, the same composer who created the Haljuha chorus. Juliet was sure he hated singers. Along with rest. all of his songs seemed to be created in order to see how meny singers would pass out. she wondered if any one had informed handle that humans needed to breath.
Juliet wonder if she should sing. She probably wouldnt. not when some one ealse was in the room. It would be to embaishing. She hated preforming in front of people. She would begain to shake. Shake really bad.
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Re: the green eyed dragon (Open) « Result #19 on Mar 12, 2009, 9:31am »
Joy,
While the silence after his voice pierced the air was short lived it would seem because he knew this girl might have questions for him. It was a natural assumption that everyone made when they were new that at least one person was curious to learn more about you because in a way you were something new like a disease. While he seemed so relaxed his natural body pose hadn't changed the sound of his hands still tapping while it seemed that he was like every other kid not perfect his attention was being drawn around the room by the new surroundings the unfamiliar scents and sights distracted his mind which was already afflicted with certain diseases that made it harder for him to focus on simple tasks so letting him do some things wasn't exactly wise. While he just smiled gently revealing those all to obvious braces he had for a while now they were thin but the plastic covers were rather interesting blue and green like the sea.
While his ivory colored hands flowed upwards resting on his forehead for a few moments while just gently brushing those abyssal colored locks from his eyes revealing the fact he was wearing glasses. They were like his braces they were died in the colors of the sea and nature and one point they would fuse. While it revealed those weird eyes he had. His right eye was like the sea it seemed to pulse and surge like in a way it had a life of it's own which it did. The colors that made it up were simple shades of blue,green and even the ever depressing grey which gave it the ever so realistic look of water that was trapped in a bowl of some sort which formed his eye. While the other eye was nature like it had green,brown and gray seeming to become like shades of the forest and earth which revolved around in the earth seeming to grow and pulse with the essence of life. Where this came from was the disease he suffered from it wouldn't claim his life it was hetrochromeria. Meaning his eyes were just different.
While he slowly let his body slide forward his feet gently touching the ground with the tips almost like the way a ballerina seemed to react his feet slowly becoming flat his body moved across the floor towards the girl like he was curious to what she had in her music inventory while he stood a small distance away so he didn't feel like he was invading her personal space or destroying his own. While his gentle figure seemed so strange while slowly the other's voice filled the air. It was like the siren's alluring melody to the boy he had heard the way she sung in a way it reminded him of all those child-hood melodies that used to haunt his mind that he could sing and remember. She was like another memory one that he might cherish if he ever managed to destroy his own barriers and let himself become more open as she asked a simple question her words seemed to be shy and koi like her nature he just smiled slightly himself when her question registered. His lips parted letting his response slide free.
"First"
She'd realize this boy wasn't much for response but he'd slowly smiled he'd give her something she could remember as he closed his eyes slowly the world around him began to fade away like it was all a dream. His vison began to fade to black the sound of her computer making noises even faded away as his mind drifted through the many melodies he knew he'd only sing a few lines it seemed though as his mind surfed over the various words which would become it's own melody as his lips began to part his tongue sticking out for a few moments wetting them with a sense of pride as he managed to shut down some of his own body functions it seemed it was a talent that would serve him well if he feared new people. As the next thing that faded was his sense of space the room was now black. His voice would begin to fill the air like a mother's voice to a baby in his own mind it was heaven altering his cords slightly to keep a steady gentle note.
"Haru ? haru; Springtime in my heart; Springtime in my heart:
His voice quickly grew silent after a single line while his senses began to reactivate.
Re: the green eyed dragon (Open) « Result #20 on Mar 12, 2009, 9:13am »
Juliet looked at the small boy. he couldnt be very old. he moved very gracefully for a boy of his age. Juliet could never pull off that much grace. she was a klutz.
once again Juliet was not sure what to say. this was a situation that she found herself in often. She racked her brain for something to say. Anything really. Even if he was younger then her it didnt help her shyness. she was shy around everyone. if you were breathing she was shy around you. Silently she went over to her lap top and started clicking threw her itunes. of course she wouldnt sing anything now. not when she had someone watching her.
She looked at the boy again. finaly she thought of something to say."What year are you in? I'm in fifth." she said. ok so it was a really lame thing to say, or at least she thought it was. but still it was the only thing she could think of. She wasnt good at makeing things up on the spot. She was to shy
Juliet still fliped threw her itunes. she had a lot of competition songs in them. she use to live for competions. But then she was sent to this school. As fare as she knew there were no competitions here. which left Juliet without any thing to do. she was good at school, so there was no need to study.
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