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HI THERE~!


Thank you for visiting my profile!

You can call me Destiny. I am a 26-year-old pansexual woman from the USA who has been roleplaying since 2007. I got my start on a Kingdom Hearts fan-forum, and now here I am! My roleplaying interests include slice-of-life, romance, drama, fantasy, and anime fandom. Did I mention I am a HUGE otaku? :D

I write at a high-casual/advanced level as far as the amount of content I write per-post, but I'm not into flowery language most of the time. My writing is very simple, with a lot of the focus being on the characters and how their thoughts and feelings are developing. Realism is the name of my game! This stems from the fact that, when I am not roleplaying or slaving away for a large technology conglomerate at my day job, I am working on plays and films as a professional actress. With this being my passion, it's quite literally my job to pick apart each character's brain to find the motivation behind their words and actions. I'm just saying, that kind of obsession shows in my writing.

For my partners, I mostly do 1x1 RPs unless a group really catches my eye. I expect 2-3 paragraphs per post and prefer those who can respond at least once a day. Original stories catch my eye more than fandoms, but I don't rule anything out until I've tried it- trust me, if something's not working I'll let you know. I do not write smut, but if it is story-driven I will consider 18+. I'm really not picky; these are just guidelines for how to *guarantee* I will love our RP! I've been surprised before!

A fair warning in advance: I'm also a little crazy. I am diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression, so if I am feeling off I may just stop responding. My mental health does come first. Rest assured, I will pick up the pieces and clear my head enough to reply soon. I use my writing as an outlet, so I can never stay away more than a couple of days. That being said, my Guild partners are my family. Y'all have helped me through the worst times of my life and continue to remind me why I'm still alive on this Earth. So just know that I am here to do the same for any of you, even if we've just met. :)

Anywho, if this sounds like your thing then shoot me a PM! I swear I'm friendly, albeit a little strange, and I don't bite (hard)!
<3

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I thought it would be interesting to make his life almost a foil to her life... The gifted "golden child" and the mistreated young lady. Makes it interesting. I also had this idea while writing his girlfriend that maybe she's the normal, accomplished student who kind of gets roped into bullying... Because he's the only one she's ever bent to, she tries to go along with what he likes (because she wants to be as effortlessly successful as him). Something of that nature... I don't want the girlfriend to be a terrible person, for some reason. :P
@MissCapnCrunch Nina - Approved! :)
Ring... Ring... Ring...

A small groan came from beneath the folds of a deep blue comforter in this regular, old bedroom. As the alarm clock rang, a pale, slender arm reached out toward it, only to slam down hard on the regular, old button. As his blonde, matted hair emerged from beneath the blue waves of bliss, a sweet voice rang out,

"Scott! It's time to get up! You don't want to be late on your first day of school, do you?"

This was just a regular, old day in the life of Scott Jacobs. His mother was downstairs preparing breakfast while he lounged in bed until almost 7:15am. The alarm would go off, he would groggily rise from the warm comfort of his bed, and then he would hobble downstairs to bask in the glory of a warm shower. As he stood beneath the running water, his brain easily and comfortably followed the example of his body, waking up for yet another regular, old day.

Scott was a fairly privileged child, but he wasn't spoiled. He lived in an average home with decent space, his parents fed him and treated him well, the school was pretty close to home, and even his little sister didn't bother him too much. Which was surprising, considering she was at that annoying age of four. But for some reason, she always looked up at him with a sparkle in her eyes. He could never understand why. After all, he was just a regular, old guy in this regular, old life. He went to school, did his work, and came home. To him, that just seemed like the natural way to live life. Yet it drove the girls crazy for him. After all, he used to have women confessing their love to him every week until he met Emily.

Ah, Emily... That was one part of his life that wasn't regular or old. She was the gorgeous president of the student council. Unlike all of the other girls, she actually hadn't fallen for him. At one point, she said that he had a "rotten attitude" and she "couldn't understand what everyone made such a huge fuss about." He liked that about her. She didn't treat him like some prince, nor did she idolize anyone at all. In fact, she lead the council with a firm hand and basically treated this school as a business. No bullshit. She was completely unordinary, and she refused to give into anyone, no matter the opposition. That, and she was gorgeous. Scott didn't usually find himself staring at girls, but wow.

She was the very reason that he even joined the council - to be her vice president. Scott had only wanted to spend time with her, to get to know her better, because Lord knows she avoided this "delinquent" whenever she possibly could. She really did used to hate me... I know it pissed her off that everything came so easily to me, but we really do work best as a team. He chuckled at the thought... His Emily, his light. She gave him a reason to get out of bed in the morning. Because with her around, the world wasn't quite so easy, boring, and ordinary.

Once he felt awake enough to face the first day of school - a day full of meetings and paperwork and welcoming events - he shut off the water and began to get dressed. His jeans slipped on easily over his thin frame, and he buttoned his shirt up to properly conceal his toned chest and abs. Over this, he wore a tight, unbuttoned, casual blazer that had quarter-length sleeves to reveal the leather bracelet on his wrist, the precious one with the single white bead. Brushing his teeth quickly, he brushed out his dirty blonde hair, shook it out, and applied his usual deodorant and cologne. There was plenty of time before school, but he had remembered that there were a few things he needed to sort out with the principal before homeroom, concerning the welcome ceremony. Had to leave early, this time.

Lacing up his sneakers, Scott ran downstairs and snatched up his already-packed green backpack and a piece of toast, shoving the latter into his mouth as he went for the door.

"Scottie, aren't you going to eat anything else? You're going to get sick if you don't eat right," his mother called out. His father looked up from his half-eaten meal, perplexed, as he glanced down at the hefty plate of eggs and hashbrowns that were meant for Scott.

"Rumming wafe," He called out through the food in his mouth. Waving quickly, he grabbed his bike from the door and closed it behind him as he began the short ride to school. It was about a five minute bike ride as he rode down beautiful city streets - this really was a nice town. Comfortable...

A regular, old town...

He arrived at the school by 7:45am to chain up his bike and head inside. As they had council meetings all summer, he had already received his class schedule. In fact, this whole day and the rest of his week were already planned out as his parents kept him very on top of his council responsibilities. Apparently, adults all thought being vice president was a big deal. He didn't think so, but they didn't need to worry; he would do the work if it meant staying by Emily's side. Besides, she seemed to enjoy it, and for whatever reason the rest of the students seemed to think he was perfect for the job.

After dropping his bag off in his locker, Scott took his trusty clipboard from where it sat on the top shelf and locked everything up as he went to the principal's office. There were so many things to do before homeroom - after that started, he wouldn't have time to get much done before the entrance ceremony.

"Mr. Richards, I never got an invoice for those flower arrangements... Did they ever arrive?" He asked as he stepped into the bearded man's office. However, he paused when he saw her slim figure standing there, and a smile creeped its way across his face. "Emily..."

"Scott!" She exclaimed excitedly, running up to hug him. "Good morning!"

He laughed and pulled her close by her waist, gently planting a kiss on her forehead. "Good morning." She was so cute. Although he enjoyed her business demeanor, he was very glad that she had warmed up to him enough to drop it while he was around. Even better, he loved that she was always so happy to see him. This regular, old life couldn't be better than that smile.

"No, Scott, I haven't received anything..." The frustrated principal interrupted, rolling his eyes at this public show of affection. It had become a norm with these two, though, as they were tied at the hip the moment they began to lead student council together over a year ago. "And I'm really quite disappointed. Those flowers, the yellow ones, were a symbol of friendship. I want our new students to be welcomed into this school with that aura around them, as if they were already part of our family, here."

Scott sighed and released Emily, unhappy to let such a happy moment go so soon. "I know, sir... I called them three times already, but nobody seems to know where the shipment ended up. We may just have to make due with some lilies from a local shop, if we can even get them, in time..." The principal seemed upset at this and Scott pinched the bridge of his nose in irritation. "I'll figure it out..." He muttered. Satisfying the principal with that, he turned to Emily. "I guess I've got to go make some quick phone calls... See you at the welcome ceremony?"

She nodded and reached up to give him a small peck on the lips, her arms draped lovingly over his shoulders. "Go work your magic, sweetie." And with those well wishes that filled his heart with butterflies, Scott began walking back toward his locker. She's my rock... He thought happily as he began those inevitable, angry calls. After arguing with the shipping company for a few minutes, he ended up calling a local shop that was more than happy to "do Scott Jacobs a favor". They would bring by their best lilies within the hour, plenty of time for the school staff to set them up during homeroom. Finally, everything was settled and out of the way. He was still irritated at the shipping company, though. Only imbeciles could lose flowers, and they had tried to blame him for he mishap. What a bunch of assholes.

Furious, he grabbed his books and slammed his locker shut, walking to homeroom with building frustration. Yeah, right... like I could ever screw up something so easy. As he got to class, he sat down and began to open up a blank notebook. This teacher was notorious for merciless notes. I never thought they were too much to handle, but I guess everyone else thinks it's too much writing... Sighing, he glanced around. He already knew that Emily wasn't in his homeroom... It didn't really matter who else walked through the door.

As everyone settled in, the class began and Scott was quickly jotting down notes. Most of this is useless information... Why are we even learning it? And notes on the first day just seemed kind of harsh. But whatever the case, he was bored. He wished something interesting would happen, like some lazy chick busting into the classroom unannounced, her face all sweaty and red from running to get there inevitably late.

His head shot up from his notebook as the door slammed open. That was just what was happening. This girl, this weirdly-dressed girl, had disrupted the entire class in her blind panic. Scott had to cover the smirk on his face as he tried not to laugh at his prediction. Well that's one way to make yourself known around here... He thought, amused. Nobody who lived here before would dare be late to this teacher's class. He was ruthless in all of his teaching ways. This girl, albeit new, was pretty stupid. People like that usually irritated him, but in his boredom he found her quite amusing.

Luckily for him, the only open seat was to his side where he could watch this spectacle all day. After all, she was a walking trainwreck. Whatever had made her late this morning, he had to thank it. She was so clumsy it was hilarious. Her papers even fell all over the place as she sat down. Snickering a bit, he scanned her up and down. As class continued, he noticed her seeming to straighten herself out as she got settled. But then he noticed she wasn't taking notes. ... Are you serious? He almost gaped at her. There's no way she'll survive in this class without taking notes... Good luck, idiot. He smirked. This might just be an interesting day, after all...
Awesome! :) Here is my CS for approval:


Username: Cinera (Real Name Molly White)
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Hair color: Orange
Eye color: Amber
Skin tone: Pale
Height: 5'7"
Build: Slim, Not Much Muscle
Starting outfit: A black bralette that zips up the front, black shorts with three white belts that hang on her hips, black combat boots, and short, black gloves. Her outfit is mostly made of leather, except for the thin, black cloak with white lining inside that she often wears over it (Loosely based on This Image).
Primary weapon: Katana

Name: Kimberly (Kimmy) Connelly
Gender: Female
Role: Student
Age: 14
Grade: Freshman
Bio: Kimmy was born in the heart of New York City, where her parents had thrived in their artistic careers- her mother a painter, her father an editor for a big magazine company. However, Kimmy was born with a defect known as Albinism, which meant frequent doctor visits and eye exams, and even a couple surgeries. Her parents no longer had much time for their art. Her father took an office job to pay the bills and her mom stayed home to care for her through her youth. She grew up those first few years like any normal child, but once school started, so did the taunting. Her classmates often called her "Vampire Girl" because of the umbrella she had to carry around, and often they would lock her in closets and say, "I thought you liked the dark!" when she would cry. She was outcast for her white hair and gleaming red eyes.
Stories were told about how if you became friends with her, she would climb into your room and drain you of blood until you were as pale as she was. Of course, all of the children stayed away from her after those rumors got around. As they saw their child slowly become more and more unhappy, her parents decided it was time to move away from the city and to a smaller town where, hopefully, people would be more accepting. The excellent doctors in New York had supported her through the worst of the defect (mainly her eyesight, which has improved enough to be sustained by strong contact lenses), so they would be okay with regular small-town doctors. And her parents would have more time to continue their art, since the cost of living in this small town was more affordable. Both of her parents took part-time jobs during the day and continued their art in the evening, at home with their child.
Despite the change though, Kimmy did not become any happier. The kids in her new middle school in this new town did not spread the same nasty rumors about her, but many still felt frightened or intimidated by her demon-like appearance. Just as before, she was outcast, though more silently this time. With high school starting, and only a few of the kids from the new middle school here in the same town, Kimmy would normally be excited about the new chance to start over for a second time. However, something in her heart told her that things would be no different than before...
Anything Else We Should Know: Because she did not have many friends, Kimmy would often submerge herself in books, reading stories of epic heroes and underdogs seizing the victory. Although she will deny it to no end, she always has a small sliver of hope that one day she will become the underdog in her stories. Her parents bought her many books, seeing that they cheered her up, and she has since found herself quite comfortable being alone. She is also very intelligent because of this, so she usually has a good relationship with teachers (who are not usually as judgmental as the children).
@meadowlark Elizabeth - Approved!

@OldManWong Gideon - Approved!

Make sure you copy your form to the Character tab at the top of the RP before posting in the IC tab! :)

(Also, note that you are allowed as many characters as you want, so if anyone ever wants to add another just be sure to fill out a form and get them approved, first!)
Here is my character! ^.^


Name: Kimberly (Kimmy) Connelly
Gender: Female
Role: Student
Age: 14
Grade: Freshman
Bio: Kimmy was born in the heart of New York City, where her parents had thrived in their artistic careers- her mother a painter, her father an editor for a big magazine company. However, Kimmy was born with a defect known as Albinism, which meant frequent doctor visits and eye exams, and even a couple surgeries. Her parents no longer had much time for their art. Her father took an office job to pay the bills and her mom stayed home to care for her through her youth. She grew up those first few years like any normal child, but once school started, so did the taunting. Her classmates often called her "Vampire Girl" because of the umbrella she had to carry around, and often they would lock her in closets and say, "I thought you liked the dark!" when she would cry. She was outcast for her white hair and gleaming red eyes.
Stories were told about how if you became friends with her, she would climb into your room and drain you of blood until you were as pale as she was. Of course, all of the children stayed away from her after those rumors got around. As they saw their child slowly become more and more unhappy, her parents decided it was time to move away from the city and to a smaller town where, hopefully, people would be more accepting. The excellent doctors in New York had supported her through the worst of the defect (mainly her eyesight, which has improved enough to be sustained by strong contact lenses), so they would be okay with regular small-town doctors. And her parents would have more time to continue their art, since the cost of living in this small town was more affordable. Both of her parents took part-time jobs during the day and continued their art in the evening, at home with their child.
Despite the change though, Kimmy did not become any happier. The kids in her new middle school in this new town did not spread the same nasty rumors about her, but many still felt frightened or intimidated by her demon-like appearance. Just as before, she was outcast, though more silently this time. With high school starting, and only a few of the kids from the new middle school here in the same town, Kimmy would normally be excited about the new chance to start over for a second time. However, something in her heart told her that things would be no different than before...
Anything Else We Should Know: Because she did not have many friends, Kimmy would often submerge herself in books, reading stories of epic heroes and underdogs seizing the victory. Although she will deny it to no end, she always has a small sliver of hope that one day she will become the underdog in her stories. Her parents bought her many books, seeing that they cheered her up, and she has since found herself quite comfortable being alone. She is also very intelligent because of this, so she usually has a good relationship with teachers (who are not usually as judgmental as the children).
@Sombrero Awwh, no regrets haha! I definitely understand where you are coming from! Magic would be super cool in a school setting. My only hesitation is that last time I did an RP like this, allowing magic ended in everybody having pointless fights with no backstory or plot, because they all became super focused on the powers, and that is more of an arena-style RP. ^^" Which is why I'd rather introduce magic or powers after the plots are set in place, y'know? It makes the abilities more meaningful. :)

Applications are always open, so feel free to lurk as much as you want and jump in if you're ever interested!
@Sombrero Hmm... I don't think I would want to steer the RP in any certain direction early on. I've decided no magic/special abilities for now, but if there is an overwhelming desire in the group for something of that nature, then it can definitely be added in. :)

For now, here is the RP page:
roleplayerguild.com/topics/87970-eagle..
Welcome to Eagleton High - Home of the Lions!

A place for learning, growing, and perhaps... other things. Who knows what could happen in this average, overdone story where creativity flows freely? Sometimes it's good to just explore the ordinary! Here are the rules:

- Each character must be approved by me before they may be used in the IC tab.
- All characters need to have a permanent role within the school (it won't be any fun playing the creepy neighbor or kid from out-of-town, trust me!).
- As of now, no magical powers or abilities (may change later on upon request, or if things get boring).
- No power-playing; you may only control what your own character does.
- All content must remain PG-13; sex and violence are allowed, but no graphic details, please. If you think it's too much, it probably is, and I reserve the right to have you remove your post.
- To keep it simple, only students in the same grade may be in the same classes; do not say that your sophomore character sat next to the junior character in their class (this is to prevent every student in the RP being all in one class - more realistic, that way). Lunch will be a time for all students to interact.

Let's get started with some characters! Applications are always open, but characters need to be ORIGINAL - no anime/movie/TV characters, sorry. You may have as many characters as you can handle! But you do need to fill out a separate form for each one. If you want to join in at any time, just fill out and post this character sheet here for approval:

Name:
Gender:
Role (Teacher, Student, Principal, etc.):
Age:
Grade (if applicable):
Appearance (may use a photo):
Bio (your character's backstory, how they got to where they are now)
Anything Else We Should Know:

After you have been approved, please copy and paste your approved form into the Character tab at the top of the page BEFORE posting in the IC tab! Each character must be approved separately before they may be used in the RP, but make sure that your characters are all listed under a SINGLE POST in the Character tab (so that we can see all of the characters that belong to you in one place). If you add a character later on, be sure to edit your last post in the Character tab, rather than adding a new post! You may begin posting as soon as you have done this. :)

I'm looking forward to sharing this experience with all of you! <3
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