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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 22:52:47 GMT
Welcome to Northwind High School! Located in (location of your choice here), it is just your average junior high, full of a whole ton of hormonal teenagers.
Good luck.
Don't be late to class.
Fill out this character form to join the prisoners the fun!
Name:
Age/Class (Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, Grade 9, Grade 11, whatever you prefer):
Appearance:
Other:
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 23:07:42 GMT
Name: Tara Chao
Age/Class: 16, Year 12 (whatever that equates to in grades)
Appearance: Tara has very dark and very straight hair that falls to her midriff. She is relatively short in stature, and her eyes are mono-lidded and deep brown. She currently wears braces, although hopes to get them removed soon.
Other: Both of her parents were born in Malaysia, though moved to (location) shortly before her birth. She has a younger brother, although he goes to a different school. Personality TBA
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 23:16:29 GMT
Name: Isadora (Izzy) Jourdain
Age/Class: 16, Junior
Appearance: Short, with a round, curvy figure. Dark skin and almost black eyes, with thick lips and frizzy, puffy hair.
Other: Moved to whatever town Northwind is in from New Orleans. Comes from the French part of Louisiana and speaks with a very slight accent. Personality TBD.
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 23:29:30 GMT
Tara sank into her chair, letting her bag fall to the floor with a satisfying thud. She withdrew her phone from her pocket in one fluid, well rehearsed movement, and swiped the screen to unlock it. Her dark eyes scanned over it for a few moments before she sighed and stuffed it back into her pocket.
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 23:38:05 GMT
The teacher cleared his throat from the front of the class, gesturing towards a girl standing beside him. She was leaning against the blackboard, eyes carefully surveying the classroom. Her posture was relaxed, but her gaze seemed to sweep across the room, as if she were searching big for something.
"This is Isadora. She's a new student to our school, and I expect you all to make her feel welcome. Isadora, you can sit right there next to Tara."
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 23:41:14 GMT
The girl suppressed the immediate feelings of dread that followed the teacher's statement. A new student to claim full responsibility of. Just what I need. She tried to smile pleasantly at Isadora, although her distracted gaze slid back to her phone, which she had produced yet again to read under the desk.
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 23:43:26 GMT
Isadora managed a small smile, gaze dropping with the girl's towards her phone. So it's one of those. She carefully turned her head towards the front of the class, still letting a sideways glance fall on Tara for a second before her eyes slid forward.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Feb 4, 2015 23:48:08 GMT
"TARA HAS HER PHONE OUT!" A voice hollered from the back of the class.
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 23:51:15 GMT
Tara sat upright, quickly manoeuvring to slide her phone beneath her leg as she shot a glare in the direction of the voice. That does it.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Feb 4, 2015 23:52:28 GMT
INSERTNAMEHERE flashed her a toothy grin. "You mad, or naww?"
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Post by Copper on Feb 4, 2015 23:53:25 GMT
The teacher cleared his throat again, crossing his arms. "Tara," he said sternly. "Phone on my desk. Now."
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 4, 2015 23:58:03 GMT
She said nothing still, retrieving the phone from below her leg and standing, brushing down her skirt with a certain air of defiance. Cheeks warm, she made her way to the front of the classroom to place the phone down on the desk, determinedly keeping her gaze trained straight ahead.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Feb 5, 2015 0:01:18 GMT
INSTERBANBANE HERE put his foot out for her to trip. He snickered.
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 5, 2015 0:03:48 GMT
The girl tripped, stumbling and falling to her knees with a quiet expression of surprise and pain. She gritted her teeth and stood, carefully proceeding to sit down again.
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Post by Copper on Feb 5, 2015 0:07:45 GMT
Isadora took in the scene, suppressing a small snort and hiding her smile as she searched her backpack for a pencil.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Feb 5, 2015 0:08:05 GMT
"That's what happens when you break up with the Lady Master," he hissed at her. "Nobody breaks up with me."
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 5, 2015 7:22:32 GMT
Tara blinked fiercely, picking up her pen and trying to ignore his words. She stared down at his paper, but the words blurred in front of her.
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Post by Copper on Feb 5, 2015 10:51:15 GMT
Isadora glamced behind her at the so-called "Lady Master." Looks like these high schools really are as dramatic as I expected.
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Post by Dawnmist on Feb 5, 2015 11:15:00 GMT
She rested her head in her hands, unable to focus on the teacher as he continued to teach. She stared down at the paper before her. The words may as well have been in another language, so foreign they seemed to her.
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Post by Patrick Stump on Feb 5, 2015 11:22:58 GMT
The Lady Master winked at the new student. "Hit me up," he whispered.
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