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Tekno, the way u referred to Nightmare's character is a little odd. Your rping the principal in third person, but then referring to Nightmare's character as "you and your". Its kinda awkward. Shouldn't it be like..for example... The principal lifted his head up and looked at the boy eyes intently, rummaging through the papers before handing them to him. (Instead you did it like...) The principal lifted his head and looked at your eyes intently, rummaging through the papers before handing them to you. Idk, I'm sorry if im whining. Its just very weird and incoherent for me. LOL

**Lonnie Hélène** I was simply enthralled by all the hustle and bustle in the hallway, as I stood, fingers clasped together as I brought them up near my chin and grinned. I could honestly feel the exciting reverberation that was around me. It was so contagious. But of course, not everyone was talking, most if not all of us were new, so it made sense that most people didn't want to talk to someone they didn't know. Not yet anyways. Honestly though, I hoped no one would question me on my gender. As if I hadn't already been down that road numerous times already though. _You look just like your mother_, they say. I sighed and brought my hands down and grasped them together behind my back, watching intently as students were being called into the office and leaving relatively quickly. One in particular came out and accidentally collided with another girl, prissy looking. I rolled my eyes and chuckled softly to myself, watching as the girl scorned him. Another kid was called into the office, but I didn't pay attention, my focus was stationed on the boy who had caused the girl to spill some kind of drink on herself. Poor thing, he looked so flustered as he watched the girl who called herself Sissy storm off. I teetered myself over to the boy in a jolly fashion, and followed his gaze to where the girl just left, taking a moment to run my hand along my long ponytail. I looked at him from the corner of my eyes and giggled. **"Cheer up laddie, I'm sure she knows you didn't mean to do it. Though, she looks like the type who can hold a mighty grudge"**, I said in a playful tone, taking a brief moment to pat his back before resuming my original position with my hands clasped behind my back. I swiveled and faced the boy. **"My apologies, the names Lonnie"**, I said, my bright feminine face glowing with the opportunity to form a new friendship. There was nothing like meeting new people.

BTW, Tekno, just read ur opening post, just curious....did you mean to type in first person? Its a little odd. But, if thats the flow u wanted to go with for this RP, im down with trying it out. As if we are the characters instead of narrating their tale. Hehe ^_~

Okay, posted my CS, sorry it took so long. Btw, So i read that when the time comes, you will be deciding our Lyoko Warriors Outfits. Does that also mean you will choose our weapon, powers, and mode of transportation?

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Username: Merman | Character Name: Lonnie Hélène | Character Age: 12 | Character Gender: Male | Character Grade: 8th Appearance: Lonnie has an extremely feminine appearance, which often gets him confused for a girl. He is very slim, with thin arms and lanky body and is flat-chested. His face is very soft and effeminate, with almond shaped silver-ish pale green eyes and thick curly eyelashes. His eyebrows are relatively thin, dark, and angled at a position that makes his countenance seem "sad". He has semi-full lips and a small upturned nose. He has long, slightly matted pale-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail that hangs to the middle of his back, with long loose bangs that frame the sides of his face. His hair is adorned by a braid of iridescent silver-colored gemstones. He wears a white long sleeve sweater, though the sleeves are usually pulled up to his elbows and brown leather woven bracelet, with hanging iridescent silver-colored gemstone charms. His pants are basic tan casual khakis and he wears semi-casual leather dark brown shoes. He wears an anklet around his left ankle with the same iridescent silver-coloured gemstone charms to conceal the odd-shaped scar on the back of his ankle. He stands at about 4'9". Personality: Despite his appearance, he doesn't actually act girly, though, due to his comforting and protective nature, he seems very motherly for his age. Lonnie wears his feelings on his sleeves and is sensitive to the feelings of others. He is a feminist who believes in equality regardless of gender or rank. He is often mistaken for a girl and admits to having a bit of a complex towards these types of questions. Nonetheless, as mentioned, he is a very motherly individual, typically protective and worrisome over the well-being of others. He is often seen making graceful expressions such as clasping his hands together and being tenderly affectionate. Though preferring diplomatic resolutions and being slightly demure, he won't hesitate to snap at others for slipping with their manners or being impolite or selfish. Nonetheless, he is a social butterfly who feeds off the positive energy of others. In some instances, he can behave like an overprotective parent and go on seemingly endless rants. Biography: Originally having been born in Scotland and the youngest of 7 brothers and having 1 younger sister, he lived half of his young life in Scotland with his father and younger sister. His 6 older brothers having different fathers than he and his sister, lived elsewhere. His mother was someone of a conniving and manipulative nature, who cared little for the 9 children she gave birth to and only saw them as ways of acquiring cash. Several attempts made by her to claim Lonnie and his sister, since they were the youngest, eventually led his father to migrate to France and legally change their names from his own. Luckily, with the help of an old friend, his father was able to obtain he good job and they settled there. Lonnie and his younger sister were sent to Kadic Junior High for higher learning. There father wanted nothing more than for his children to live full and happy lives. Other: I read that there were supposed to be two number 9s, but there wasn't so....., Also, despite having a french name, he still speaks with a slightly-faulted Scottish accent.

Sooooooo interested. Love this show. *sigh* the memories. I'll definitely join, gonna make a character sheet now.

Mhmm, take your time. Who left hasn't posted? I've noticed that when postings happen too fast, people get burned out quickly which sometimes leads an RP to an early grave. Lets take this nice and steady so we can really flesh it out! :)

I third that. I'm so thrilled by the eagerness, but some have posted a little more than their fair share. Gotta wait for whomever is left to get a chance to post.

### Pim Teagarden  Pim found himself being playfully teased by two of his older brothers, both of which who were senior students at beacon. His mother was a current employee for them as well, so Pim had been brought to the school days prior, simply made to bench in his mother's room until today. Today was the big day. The day when all his new classmates arrived and he was placed on a team. **"I'll be fine. Aren't I usually the one who is like a parent between the three of us?"**, Pim said to one of his older brothers in a mocking, but silly tone. Pim was nervous, this was certain, but he did feel at ease knowing that he had family around to fall back on. When his older brothers began to argue over something trivial, Pim slipped away from them and walked up to the entrance of beacon as he heard the rumbling and settling of the airship. They were here. He rattled his clarinet in his hand, his fingers almost tempted to bring it up to his lips so he could play a melody. He would wait and play a special melody he had prepared for his teammates once his team had been chosen, whomever they would be. Pim gently settled his back on the wall and crossed his ankles, clasping his hands behind his back and smiling pleasantly as the students arrived. So many different students. Some odd looking, and many quiet, normal, and one in particular who was especially loud, but it was so cute and charming. Pim watched her actions fuzzily from where he was. Her excitement was certainly contagious. He had become a little acquainted with the place on account that he had been there a few days earlier before almost everyone else. While normally he would have cheerfully walked up to the students and welcomed them in with warm and affectionate arms, he decided to watch, finding himself utterly enthralled by all the newcomers. And besides, he didn't want to be rude. Some people, when unfamiliar with new places, preferred the solitary moments of settling in before they branch out to meet new people. He would wait a bit before he introduced himself, though, his delicate and sunny countenance was plainly itching to converse. He certainly wouldn't hold back if someone approached him first.