I. Am. So. BEHIND. So many people have characters done already and then theres me still looking for a good faceclaim.

@HushedWhispers
more than likely yeah, probably get beaten pretty bad, reinforce his painkiller addiction.

I set up a titanpad for some good ol' fashioned introductions, I'll probably post it or our GM can before the first official IC post. BUt anyways, here it is.

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Lovely post but might want to change the date to early August. Like August 10th or something. I guess some schools start later than the schools where I am at. :/

And exactly how should this posting work? I never did anything like this so I'm a little confuse. :(

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Schools usually start the week before labor day I thought. I was thinking everyone would move into their dorms and things a week before the classes start (similar to uni).

As for posting just give me a heads up for when you plan to post the first IC so I can copy+paste the titanpad into the IC thread before you do.

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Schools usually start the week before labor day I thought. I was thinking everyone would move into their dorms and things a week before the classes start (similar to uni).

As for posting just give me a heads up for when you plan to post the first IC so I can copy+paste the titanpad into the IC thread before you do.

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By the way, I think I should post it since the GM normally sets the direction of the roleplay within the first post.

That's more of what I am use to. :/

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Well the idea is that this is more of a prelude than the official start of the rp, but you can copy+paste it if you want like in a hider or something

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Yeah, I might do that but add some things to it, too.

I'm still confused on how the introductions are suppose to work though. :/

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Just like, get people moved in, decide who's gonna room with who. Basically just have the players decide where their characters spend their time.

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Ah, gotcha.

Sorry if I seem to be giving you trouble. :( Not my usual way of starting things off.

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Oh no problem, I just thought it'd be a fun way to get to know each other's styles before the real plot starts. I think I'm giving you more trouble than you're giving me, lol

James Russel Haynes [+]

James Russel Haynes

{""We herd sheep, we drive cattle, we lead people. Lead me, follow me, or get out of my way" "} -General George S. Patton

| Full Name |
James Russel Haynes

| Nickname |
Russ. Just a shortening of his middle name. This is the name he prefers to go by.

| Birthday |
March 16th

| Age |
16

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |
Single
| Classification |
Junior

| Social Tier |
A

| Role |
Jock

| In Depth Appearance |
Russ has an muscular build. He is constantly working out and in the gym. He weighs near 175 pounds. He has light brown hair with a few blond hairs here and there that have been bleached naturally by the sun. He styles his hair most mornings. It is rare to see him with his hair in its natural state, flat against his scalp. He stands at 6'1". His eyes are green with flecks of gold in them. He has scars criss-crossing his chest and back that he tries to hide with long sleeve flannels in the winter and crew cut t-shirts in the summer. He wears blue jeans or athletic shorts. Russ has very little going on in the style department and often wears whatever he lays his hands on first in the morning. He could dress better but just doesn't know how.

| Quirks | Habits | Oddities |
-He runs his fingers over his scars when he's daydreaming, but since not many people know about them it looks as though he's awkwardly rubbing his chest.
-A growing drug addiction. He'll take just about anything that is offered to him just to say he's done it once.
-He doesn't notice it but his left hand shakes slightly whenever he gets excited.

| Likes |
-Country Music
-Cowboy Hats/Boots
-Social Drinking
-Making People Smile
-Sports in General
-Really corny jokes
-Drugs, specifically prescription pills
-Girls, a little too much

| Dislikes |
-People who hate the "South"
-Any "sport" without a ball
-Being called "James"
-People who seem to always be in a bad mood
-Vanity
-Overweight People
-Any coffee that isn't black

| Hobbies |
-Working Out
-Cooking
-Riding horses
-Camping

| Secrets |
-His scars are from when his dad whipped him once when he was younger
-His family is very "religious" and very racist

| Fears |
-Letting anyone see his scars.
-Open water. Anything larger than a pond.

| Personality Traits |
Friendly, outgoing, low self-esteem, people pleaser, honest, narrow-minded

| Personality |
Russ is pretty easy going. Russ tries to live by the Will Rogers quote "I never met a man I didn't like". While he falls short of this often, especially on the football field, he tries to see the best in everyone. This is probably why it's very easy to get him to do what you want. He worries about what people think of him so much that he will do almost anything to get on someone's good side. He cannot stand the thought of someone not liking him. If they do it becomes his obsession to figure out why and try and get them to be his friend.

Russ has a religious background and he still holds on to a few tenets of his faith. One being to never lie. Russ may tell half truths or omit things, but if asked directly it is nearly impossible for him to tell a lie. Tying into that, because of the culture where he was raised he isn't keen on people who are different. He'll be pleasant to people who don't fit his mold of "normal", but they'll never truly be what he would consider a friend.

| Place of Origin |
Dallas, Texas

| History |
Russ was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. His parents always told him that they carried around a tub of dirt when they traveled right before he was born so that if he came early he could be born on Texas soil. His father owned a cattle company and his mother enjoyed taking sleeping pills. They were around and his mind they raised him relatively well. They would go to church on Christmas and Easter and any other time they felt like it. He was taught what hard work was and spent most of his summers on some ranch here or there in Texas learning how to be a true cattleman. At least that's what his dad called it. It really was an excuse to ship him away for the summer so his parents could do whatever it was they did while he was gone.

Russ was raised mostly by the men he met during those summers. They're the ones who taught him to be honest, respectful, and to recognize a power higher than himself. Of course they're also the ones who taught him to drink, to swear, and how to throw a punch. All around Russ would say his childhood was happy, if not a little confusing with all the 'do as I say and not as I do' examples from all the adults in his life. That's probably why he never was or claimed to be very religious even though everyone around him did.

School was easy for Russ. He went to a Texas high school freshmen year and played football. Not only did he play football but he excelled at running back. And in Texas, if you're good at football you don't really have to be good at anything else. So while he went to class he didn't really learn much while he was there. He was built for sports and that's what he focused on the most. Everything else came second as far as he concerned. Throughout school Russ enjoyed being the center of attention. He didn't mind if the focus shifted off him as long as it shifted back to him as much as he thought it should.

One day that year Russ brought his best friend home for dinner. He had been to his house several times and decided it was time to have him over. His father came home and stopped dead in his tracks. He took Russ aside and whispered angrily in his ear that his friend had to leave. After his friend had left, Russ' father took him out in the barn and screamed at Russ. He couldn't believe that he had raised a son who loved blacks. His father then proceeded to grab a whip off the rack of the equipment and whip Russ. He said if Russ liked them so much then he should be treated like them.

After that Russ transferred to St. Mary's Academy for his sophmore year. Now he is returning for his second year at the school glad that he is away from home.

| Miscellaneous |
House of Cards is what I imagine politics is like/turning into.

I just want to say that I made this character to purposely be opposite of other characters. If anything needs to be change just call it out. @HushedWhispers

@HushedWhispers There are clubs for our chars? I think so. >>

Uhmmm... I'm not sure if this will meet your standards :c

Aster Wisteria [+]

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Aster Wisteria

"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye." -Antoine De Saint-Exupery

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| Full Name |
Aster Kyle Evidor Wisteria

| Nickname |
1. ASSter - A label used against him by those who he bullied back in Middle School. His notoriety for preying on the weak and sucking up to those in power procured a lot of enemies for him.
2. He Who Must Not Be Fucked With - Again, a reference to his past immaturity to use his family's funds and riches to make those who make enemies of him suffer. From ruining scholarship grants to outright expulsion without cause, Aster was the epitome of an asshole back in his younger days.

| Birthday |
December 12th.

| Age |
18

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |
Single since birth.

| Classification |
Senior

| Social Tier |
A-List

| Role |
Student Council Vice President

| In Depth Appearance |
Mostly clean-shaven and in long sleeves which are pulled over jeans, Aster prefers to keep a clean and simple appearance as opposed to his bratty days. He often wears a pair of topsiders of varying colors mostly because they're easier to wear. But, overall, he does wear some white and large shirts on a hot day, but he never wears shorts due to the upbringing of his rather religious grandmother. He sports a large-framed pair of glasses because his eyes border on 5.75/4.75 in terms of his myopia and astigmatism. Not overly muscular, but still somewhat lean due to his badminton and volleyball days, Aster still is confident in his physique. He stands at 6'0, the shortest of his two older siblings. He once sported ear piercings back in the days, but since the time he changed, the holes in his earlobes have healed. At this point, he avoided tattoos and all other things that may harm his body. In special occasions, like Student Council meetings or conferences, he is prone to wearing suits and other formal attires. His hair is often left messy, but he styles it in a semi-Mohawk fashion when there are special events.

| Quirks | Habits | Oddities |
1. When frustrated, Aster combs back his hair using his fingers, raking them against his scalp.
2. He has the habit of questioning almost everything regarding its credibility and its source. Statistics? Source. Data? Source.
3. He has an inclination to reprimand students who wear too revealing clothes. Secretly, he's pushing for a dress code in the academy.
4. When his vision tunnels, Aster becomes panicked and will act extra 'normal' in order to hide his impairment.

| Likes |
1. Tea. Jasmine Tea.
2. Mythologies from different cultures. He can talk about any myth from Egyptian to Norse.
3. Researching.
4. Some sports.
5. Poetry.
6. Daydreaming.
7. Helping his fellow students.
8. Romance Novels.
9. Sleeping.
10. Yogurt.

| Dislikes |
1. People who dress too revealingly.
2. People who just pity others.
3. People who abuse their powers and privileges.
4. Mathematics. Numbers.
5. Spicy Food.
6. Those who think they cannot change.
7. Basketball and Football.
8. People who think that harming themselves is beautiful. Or, pretty much, drug users, smokers, and all those 'bad for your health' junkies.
9. Those who do not respect others' beliefs.

| Hobbies |
1. Researching.
2. Writing poems.
3. Cooking.
4. Organizing charity programs.

| Secrets |
1. He is suffering from Retinitis Pigmentosa, or commonly known as Progressive Blindness. He is estimated to be completely blind by the time he graduates from the academy. At the moment, his vision is still good, but tunnels and blacks-out from time to time.
2. He was a terrible power-abusive asshole back in his middle school. He prays no one will find out, or else, their trust in him as an officer will dwindle. Although, he is trying to change himself now and atones for his sins by helping out every student in need.

| Fears |
1. Going completely blind and people finding out that he is going to go blind.
2. People losing their trust in him.

| Personality Traits |
-Determined.
-Loyal.
-Extremely generous and selfless.
-Takes the common good in mind.
-Prone to anger bursts when too frustrated.
-Calm and friendly.
-Ruthless and vindictive when dealing with students who clearly stepped out of line.

| Personality |
At first glance, mostly freshmen, would always attribute the words 'kind', 'warm', and 'charming' with the student council vice president. These are not false traits, though, because there is nothing underneath Aster's benevolent demeanor. He listens to the problems of students, encouraging them to barge in his office at whatever time of the day to address any concerns they might have. Immensely selfless and dedicated to his role, Aster stops at nothing to solve the problem and if he fails to do so, he personally visits the complainant's house and bows in front of their entire family. He is also generous, setting aside a good portion of the Council's funds for outreach programs and scholarship grants which are often rejected by the committee. However, this does not deter him. When he sees a less fortunate person outside, Aster is not afraid to help them out, going as far as to invite them to his condominium unit to give them a warm meal and some new clothes. Intelligent and somewhat charismatic, Aster manages to win the trust of a good portion of the student body and sets an aim to connect with each and every one of the student population.

However, he is ruthless and strict when it comes to enforcing the rules of the academy. Those who are caught in illegal activities would merit an angry scolding and lecture from Aster, going as far as to orient them again on the entire basis of the school policy violated. He is a 'by-the-book' character, but he knows when to the bend the rules when necessary. He also supports the activities of the students, going as far as to send promising writers and poets to Creative Writing contests and even Spoken Word Poetry gatherings. But, not only that, he has a fondness for the sports community, providing them with the necessary equipment for their training when the budget gets approved. In short, he sees potential in everyone and respects the hobbies of his fellow students. It was a well-known fact that he even sent some Magic: The Gathering enthusiasts to a tournament, causing that group to bag the gold and some cash.

Although, he does bear a resentment for the 'Royals', especially for the Queen Bees and other popular figures. Their audacity and potentiality to make the life of other students harder reminds him of his past asshole life. He sees himself in many of these popular kids, placing an undeserved loathing on people who are unaware of his past.

Overall, he is a persistent leader whose main dream is to help other see the light, colors, and rainbows of life before he, himself, loses his own ability to do so. Literally.

| Place of Origin |
Melbourne, Australia

| History |
Son of Dr. Alastor Wisteria, dean of the College of Education of the University of Melbourne, and Dr. Ashley Wisteria, a successful pediatrician, Aster was born with a silver spoon in more places than just his mouth. He barely needed to lift a finger when he wanted something; a maid gave his every whim. As the youngest of the trio of siblings in the Wisteria household, Aster seemed to have a lot to surpass. His brother is studying law in Harvard, top of his class, and his sister is following in the footsteps of Alastor, taking up a doctorate in the university. Thus, when he started in middle school, he had this desire to prove himself different than his siblings. He began to persecute others, ruining the lives of those who dare oppose him. His arrogance increased exponentially when his father started an academy for middle school students, prompting Aster to transfer into their very own school. At that point, he was hailed as the king and god of the hallways. All who dared to oppose him were sent on one knee, and he got what he wanted whether that person agrees or not. His lust for power grew so much that when a student dissed him, Aster convinced his father to remove that student's scholarship through a myriad of lies. He was the almighty in middle school until one fateful morning on his last year in middle school.

As he walked along the hallways, his vision dimmed and tunneled. Like a forked lightning in a jet-black night, everything he saw flashed and faded without pause. He stayed in complete and utter darkness for a few minutes before his eyesight returned, finding himself knelt on the floor, facing the people who he persecuted. His own body betrayed him, betrayed his eyesight. Whether this was karma or not, Aster's life changed immensely when a hand reached out to his, helping him to his feet as his vision normalized. The first thing his hazel eyes saw was the very student whose scholarship he tried to remove. He had heard that his family is now suffering from the expenses all these years. Even if he was an asshole, someone still helped him. Aster realized that king or not, everyone was equal when it came to darkness. Kindness, in whatever form, allowed him to see further and better. Kindness served as the light for the blind. As Aster went to get his eyes checked, shocking his parents at the result that he had a degenerative eye disease, Aster sought to renew his ways.

He would be the light for others, just like that scholar, before his own light faded.

As he graduated from his father's academy, Aster applied for a scholarship abroad so that he may see more of the world before he became blind. With their family rolling in dough, he managed to pull some strings in order to be accepted as a scholar in an academy named as St. Mary's in Virginia. With a last farewell and a long look at his family (knowing that when he returned, he would be more or less blind), Aster began his new life in a new territory where he could turn over a new leaf. As he entered the academy, his father's influence and wealth, allowed him to ascend through the ranks until he became the Student Council Vice President in his senior year. However, he learned a lot through his ascent. When he was the secretary and even the treasurer, he made sure to socialize with the crowd, taking note of their needs in the school. One by one, he solved the students' problems until the trust of the majority remained in him.

As his eyesight dwindled, Aster knows that he needs to help more people before he vanishes. In his room, he has a masterlist of the entire student population with columns pertaining to their needs and wants. His ultimate wish: to fulfill every student's wish on that list. Now, as he begins his journey as the Student Vice President, Aster would find out that you can't do everything by yourself, not even kindness. If he wants to achieve his goal, he should ask help from these A-List bastards no matter how much of himself he sees in them.

| Miscellaneous |
1. The Progressive Blindness is a hereditary trait from his grandmother which skipped a few generations before hitting Aster. Ironically, his grandmother was the person who Aster loved more than his parents.
2. His room is messy with all types of papers strewn about and some junk. This is the total opposite of his Student Council Office which is tidier than a hospital.
3. He is unable to discern flirting from just being friendly, causing him to have a difficult time talking to girls since he doesn't really know how to talk to them if he isn't in his 'student president' mode.
4. I used to watch the Walking Dead, but well...