Karisma

✗ Fae High School ✗

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Sela waited until Lilith caught up with her and matched the pace of her strides. "Doesn't everyone know the story?" Sela raised an eyebrow at the girl's continued interest in the subject. Her initial intention was to scare the girl with a fake scary story her parents used to tell her before bedtime, but after being interrupted by the announcement, she had lost her desire to do so. At first she gave Lilith an almost audible shrug as her response but after a few seconds of silence, she decided to give her a straight answer.

"My father defeated him once," her voice was empty, devoid of any pride. "Then a second time, and a third..." Her voice trailed off, already bored with the topic. They were just at the front of the gymnasium entrance so but Sela stopped herself from entering, deciding to finish her story instead. "Then there was that time Jafar turned into a genie but ended up losing anyways." Sela paused, feeling a slight breeze through her hair. She then turned her head deliberately slow to face Lilith, her tone gradually becoming softer and lower. "Last I heard...Jafar got resurrected by Hades, waiting....patiently to...str-IKE." Sela snarled the last word, suddenly moving towards Lilith, raising and wiggling both her hands.

"Well, not really." Her hands now at her side, Sela cocked her head and offered an apologetic smile. "Couldn't help myself. Honestly, I don't know anything 'bout Jafar." She shrugged, "At least nothing concrete"

@yukisaa

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Sela snickered and disregarded Beatrice's poor attempt at getting back at her. Deciding against saying what was on her head, Sela returned her attention to Lilith, who was now introducing herself. She offered a smile in response until something in the back caught her attention; kids were now shuffling faster towards a specific area. Did orientation start or something? Not fully immersed in the conversation, Sela answered Lilith's question. "Jafar? haha, only in stories have I heard of him." Sela's eyes rested back on Lilith, engaging in eye contact. With a hint of mischievousness at the corner of her smile, she continued."But from what I last heard, he--" That's when the voice of a woman's voice filled the air. Ah, it is time. Completely disregarding what she was about to say, Sela began walking towards the gym. It was extremely easy to find, everyone was swarming to it after all. "You coming?" Sela asked, offering a quick glance over her shoulders. Wait, where's the little gremlin?

@yukisaa

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Sela's friendly expression quickly turned sour. She raised the side of her upper lip in disgust, and she opened her mouth to put the little brat in her place. But as if advised against it by her little shoulder angel, Sela shut her lips and kept a tight-lipped smile, just nodding as lady miss shorty finished her soliloquy.

"...don't expect me to act all..." The girl's words kept droning in and out while Sela tried to contain herself. Sela's gaze flickered over her shoulder a few times as well towards the girl that was standing behind her, giving her a reassuring smile once or twice. It's actually kind of cute, if you think about it. The scene, as viewed by other onlookers, probably resembled that of an adult going along with a little kid's selfish tantrum. Hah, look at that, the wittle runt is trying to look down on me! Which was virtually impossible since Sela was a few heads taller than the girl.

"Now, your name?" The question startled Sela, but before answering Sela nonchalantly moved a few steps backwards in order to include the dark purple haired girl in the conversation. "The name's Sela Al-hamed, don't wear it out" she winked, then turned her gaze away from Beatrice and towards the other girl. "I'm the lucky daughter of Jasmine and Aladdin, you?"

@Kautalya@yukisaa

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"A whole new world..." A soft weightless tone filled the air as the clouds drifted lazily across the clear skies. Sela swung her dangling foot back and forth, focused entirely on the sky above her. Being as her parents were more excited than she was about her first day of school, they had 'accidentally' dropped her off a few hours too early. They didn't even leave magic carpet with me, sheesh. So, due to an immense amount of boredom, Sela had given herself the grand tour of the highly prestigious Auradon Prep. A few once overs and attempting to pick a few locks here and there, Sela gave up and decided on waiting for the school to get busier. She was now laying on a tree branch, entertaining herself with her thoughts.

"A new fantastic point of view..." The lilt to her voice was replaced a sarcastic tone while her expression scrounged in disgust. Her parents thought that by sending her to this forsaken school for "prim and proper" kids, Sela would have a complete personality makeover. As if that could ever work. Sela slowly repositioned herself on the branch so that now both her legs were dangling off. She closed her eyes and began to notice something that was distinctly different from before. The stillness in the background had been disrupted; the background sounds switched from the rustle of leaves to the shrill voices of teenagers. Instead of the calming whirring of hummingbird wings, she heard clattering footsteps on the road. Sela's eyes flickered away from the sky and towards the origin of the noise. She sat up and observed the ground below, "Guess it's time."

Effortlessly, Sela swung down the tree in a flowing motion. She descended with such ease that it was over in a matter of seconds. With a hint of curiosity in her gaze, Sela scoured the crowd gathering towards the front of the building. Her attention was immediately set on the odd spectacle that was unfolding right before her eyes. A wannabe queen was talking to herself in the middle of the main road. Sela chuckled and thought of approaching the girl, but decided against it. She turned away and continued towards the front of the school, only to look back a few seconds later to find the same girl staring down a group of onlookers. "If you insist..."

Sela wore her fakest smile and approached the troubled girl. More like emotionally disturbed, haaaa. She fixed her gaze on the girl's eyes, flickering towards the rest every now and then. "Morning!" Sela's smile was now turned up a notch as she outstretched her hand. "Are you a new student, as well?"

@Kautalya

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@KatherinWinter woooot, just sent in my character

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"Do you trust me?"

Name:

Sela Al-Hamed

Age:

Sixteen

Parents:
Jasmine Al-Hamed & Aladdin

Everyone seems to know the story of how dear old Princess Jasmine met Aladdin and how they immediately fell deeply in love. Thus, it is immediately assumed that because they were deeply in love and oh so perfect for each other, that they'd have a walk in the park. But it was anything but that. They had a rocky road and having a rambunctious little girl didn't make things easier. As soon as little Sela was old enough they quit home schooling her and sent her to a dorm.

Biography:

Sela is a confident and incredibly independent, a quality she takes after her mother. However, this makes her stubborn and sometimes too opinionated. She loves standing up for what she believes but tends to refuse accepting when she's wrong. Sela can also be extremely charming, having learned a few tricks from her father. Always on the move, Sela tends to wear her hair in a high ponytail or in a braid. She prefers to learn new fighting techniques than learning to rule a kingdom. Although she's meant to be groomed to become the next ruler of Agrabah, she has no intention of assuming that position whatsoever.

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ayyyy, I wanna jooooin
I'll be making the nifty offspring of my baes aladdin and jasmine~

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

is this dead????? D:

Oh Waiter! Another Human Please! (Supernatural RP) REBOOT

“Walk over and get them? Myself?” Chick echoed, her eyes darting to the source of the voice. Only her head could be visibly seen from the bathroom door and she stayed in that position for a few more seconds, as her head tried to process what was being asked of her. She tried desperately to hide the scowl that was fighting its way out and managed to keep it under control, keeping a cool and seemingly unaffected expression on her face. “You’re right, Master Eugene.” Chick pointed out with a tight-lipped smile. “But, I’m not sure you’d have anything in here...” Her voice trailed off as she pulled the door fully open and stepped out of the bathroom--out of her little safe haven. She walked over to the dresser she was previously directed to; it was the only one that seemed capable of storing clothes.

“...that would suit my expensive sense of style.” Chieka picked up on her last sentence, finishing it off in a haughty tone. She opened one of the drawers, examining its content. She wanted to hurry and cover herself with something more secure than her towel. That would obviously go against my cool demeanor, duh. So instead, she took her time, pulling out a few things here and there only to put them back in again. In between her pulling and returning, she would find something and throw it on the edge of the bed that was closest to her before she moved on to the next drawer. Aside from the blatant mess that she had made, Chick had already picked out her pair of underwear and was moving on to finding the actual clothing.

Eventually, Chieka found a simple black dress that she could easily pull on and wouldn't obstruct any of her movements. Along with black legging shorts that she decided on wearing under the dress--as a precaution, of course. With everything ready to go, all she needed to do was change. "I'm done." She said as she glanced towards Eugene's direction, expectantly.Mooooooooooveeeeee.