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Meadow University

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She is fucking joking, right? She can't actually do this.

Jade was sure this wasn't possible. An entire year of students placed on ACADEMIC probation? That couldn't be allowed. How the hell was anything that would have happened on the weekend be allowed to so drastically alter the entire year on something completely unrelated! This was unacceptable!

Of course, who was she to talk about unacceptable? The events of Saturday night rang clear as day in her mind. No matter how resplendent it seemed in the moment. The fact that for once she felt so carefree as to jump into the lake in just her underwear with Joey Hart. As to KISS Joey Hart. It was so confusing. It felt so good, but was so wrong. It didn't live in the black and white world. It was well in those shades of grey that people talk about.

It was why Jade couldn't bear to show herself yesterday. She went for her run around 9pm, just to try and avoid having to talk to her fellow sisters about what exactly went down. In case Joey and Lottie decided to have some words. It was not Jade's place to create drama. At least none that directly involved Miss Beaumonte. That bitch was going to hear about this. If Jade Scott ended up being booted from the soccer team, the press would certainly hear about it. She wanted Evil Jade, she would get Evil Jade. Now that Jade knew Evil Jade was real. Although why Evil Jade would allow Nate to touch her boobs who needed to apologize for it was beyond her. Must have been a mistake text.

Speaking of which, the star athlete was stewing in the halls when she was interrupted by what seemed like a very driven Charlotte Diedrikson walking away towards the exits. She looked just as unhappy has Jade was, but it was coming from an opposite direction. Unless she was so pissed at the developing events that she an about face to pace in the hallways, there was something else going on. What the hell? She wasn't that pissed when she left, was she? Of course, how the hell would I know? Fuck, I hope it's not my fault. Wait, why would it be my fault? What did I do? ...What didn't I do? Ugh... I... fuck.

Jade dashed into a nearby bathroom and started running the sink, splashing some water on her to try and snap herself back into some kind of reality. There was no way Lottie would be hunting for her. It didn't make sense. Of course, it also didn't make sense that some asshole would sellout their entire year to the fun police, but things this year didn't seem to want to make sense so far. As the cold liquid attempted to reboot her system, she couldn't think about anything else right now other than the frigid feelings on her face. And that was probably for the best at the moment.

Meadow University

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She's having a fucking laugh, right? She can't actually do that...

Kieran was still a bit in shock after the assembly. The early wake up call didn't help matters. While hangovers didn't have much of an impact on the Newfoundlander, having to wake up before 10 am did. Even if it was 90 minutes later back home on the Rock. Still didn't matter. Certainly doesn't help to get the news that the esteemed head of the campus decided to drop.

First, the fact that she actually knew about it meant there was a snitch in the ranks. Anyone who squeals is instantly ostracized for breaking the code in the locker room and Kieran adhered to those tenets in life. A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell, and a brother doesn't sell out a brother. Whoever went to the top sold out an entire class of students. Not cool.

Second, academic probation was not something Kieran could afford right now. He managed to slide through with a 2.3 GPA last year, but he could ill-afford being dropped down even further. Coach Smolinski wasn't exactly strict with the grades, but he still cracked the whip enough to keep the heat off. Besides, how was Kieran going to attract those NHL scouts if he wasn't able to play any games?

It all stunk. It stunk to high heaven. It stunk like the April catch of the day in July. But there was nothing Kieran could do about it.

He wasn't a trust fund baby. He didn't have any famous fathers. He was just here to make the hockey team look good, and it wasn't even good enough for a Frozen Four invite last year. There was no way he could guarantee safety.

It just made him mad. Something very difficult to do to the usually even-keeled Canadian, but it was frustrating. On the way out of the assembly, he punched a nearby drinking fountain hard enough to stick the button in the on position, to the dismay of eco-activists everywhere. His phone was buzzing. He didn't care to look at it right now. He just had to find some way to release this frustration.

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Hannah Covato - Out Break in Suburbia (Zombi RP) (Sept. 8, 2010-Jan. 20, 2011)

Name: Hannah Covato
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Looks/Clothes:

Picture the Disney version of a skateboarding teenage girl and you got it.

Skills: Kicking, spotting trouble over distances, and screaming really loud.
Guns: Pair of pistols, kept in her pockets.
Melee: Skateboard
Personality: Bubbly, kind, boy-crazy, exactly what you expect the product of a Disney upbringing amidst the picket fences to act like. But with skateboards.
Job: Student/Part time Orange Julius worker.

Link:Here

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

That was not how Emilia envisioned getting confirmation of her worst fears of this trip.

Yes, seeing Katie stirred up some very negative emotions, but at least there was hope that things could be set aside there. Hope that they could at least maybe, faintly, talk through some things without Emilia breaking down like a Zambian wristwatch, but Katie had mostly left her alone since Emilia arrived on the scene. It was something she was grateful for.

However, she also knew Val would likely be an issue. She just didn't know it would be such an issue for AJ. The poor boy. She didn't know what exactly Val did to him, but judging from the way he fell to the ground, it had to be something completely disorienting and painful.

Josie tried to pawn the task of giving Valeria her beverage onto Emilia, but the blonde had other ideas at the moment. Besides, one of them could leave the strawberry frappe in the middle of the pavement for Val to claim whenever she calmed herself down. Instead, Emilia was more focused on the injured party. With Josie being designated to hold Sami's jacket, it was more imperative that one of them tend to the wounded. Although one could always stop for more compliments, especially when they come from someone as lovely as Chloe.

"Lolo, you are too kind! In more ways than one! And Nainai's baozi is still the best in Los Angeles!" Emilia quickly finished her chosen bun before grabbing a couple of the drinks that her and Josie still had control over. "Josie, you saw her right?" she whispered to her best friend. "Right now, me trying to hand Val a drink would be like having Lady Gaga in her meat dress trying to feed a starving tiger. I know that won't end well. Besides," she looked over at AJ. "I think I can be more useful elsewhere. Guard the rest of the drinks for a sec, OK?"

Emilia took one of her spare orange sodas and AJ's drink order to the now fallen man who looked like he was experiencing a pain that she would never understand. If nothing else, Emilia had enough experience tending to Sami's battle scars to at least offer some comfort. Aleks would do what he could, but he didn't have drinks.

"Hey AJ!" she said, probably a little too cheerily given the situation. "Thanks for inviting me on the trip! Are you all right? Do you need some ice? I don't really have any but this soda is still nice and cold! Plus I have your drink right here! Maybe that will help?"

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Emma Moore - The Hunt For Eden (July 27, 2010-August 26, 2010)

Name: Emma Moore
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Long brown hair, down past her shoulders, usually set in a ponytail. Deep blue eyes, peaches and cream complexion. Stands 5'7", weighing 124 lbs, fairly well endowed. Usually seen wearing brown work boots, a pair of black pants rolled up past her ankles into cuffs, and a gray cotton shirt.
Personality: Emma is a feminist through and through. She was tired always seeing her mom disrespected by the other men in town, and she vowed she wouldn't let it happen to her. Therefore, she is very defensive about anything related to her, and doesn't respond well to criticism. She's not one to give up any kind of authority very easily either.
Backstory: Emma's parents raised her on a small farm outside of Johnson City, Tennessee, where they originally grew tobacco. They made quite a tidy profit off of it, and Emma was able to live a lot better than other children of her age. But as Johnson City expanded in size, her father grew resentful of what the city was becoming. So he uprooted his family when Emma was 12 and settled in the small town they live in today.

As Emma grew up, her father tried to keep her in line the same way he kept her mother in line. With violence. But Emma refused to bend to her father's wishes. She grew resentful of what he did to their family. She made plans to leave when she turned 21, to go and join the suffrage movement that was growing in the North. But then the outbreak happened.

Her parents were one of the first to go missing, vanished within a week of the initial attack. When the mob found the monsters, they found the remains of the Moores, strewn across the cave. Emma couldn't believe it. It was such a horrible way to go. And she never got to try and show her parents the error of their old ways. On that day she vowed she would hunt down every last one of those freaks, to prove that humans were superior to the animals, and women could be just as good as men at killing stuff.

Other Notes: Due to a tornado that ripped through their farm when she was 9, Emma absolutely hates thunderstorms, fearing what they usually bring in the South.

Starting Weapon:A Winchester 1897 shotgun her dad used to shoot deer when they went after their crops. She has only a few bullets left.

Link: Here

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Shiori Hasegawa - Shin Megami Tensei Persona: Dissonant Strain - (May 12, 2010-Dec. 30, 2010)

Name:Hasegawa Shiori
Age: 18
Persona: Ma'at, Egyptian Goddess of Truth
Element: Elec (weak: Earth)
Arcana: Justice
Combat Style: Offense--Physical>Magic
Weapon: Baseball Bat
Appearance: 5'11", long black hair, just past the armpit in length, always straight and loose. Deep, blue eyes, like two pools. Skin is tan colored, she's got some muscle tone on her arms and legs. She's got a straight posture. Very straight-laced expression that hides her personality. She's actually very nice and usually is the one to break up the tension in a room with a quip. However, she is also very competitive, thanks to years of athletic contests.
History: Shiori grew up in Sapporo in the North, a fairly good student. She was part of an athletic family, her dad being a former professional baseball pitcher, and her older brother following his footsteps. She soon showed herself to have a lot of talent on the basketball court, and by talent, I mean height. She got slotted as a power forward and soon developed her skills. Her parents decided to attract better quality schools for basketball scholarships, and to be closer to her now professional sibling, the family would move south, to Uramichi-cho, so Shiori could play for Akaito. They hoped the prestige might even lure in scouts from America, but it may have brought Shiori down a different path.
Extracurricular: Women's Basketball (Captain)

Link: Here

I am Thou, Thou Art (Nov. 24, 2019-Dec.26, 2019)

"You gonna talk or you gonna shoot? Because either way, I got you beat."

[Full Name]

Hasegawa Shiori

[Alias]

Shishi (on rare occasions)

[Grade]

Third-year student.

[Arcana]

The Empress (but if Justice is available, then I'm switching to it)

[Date of Birth]

January 27

[Age]

18 years old

[Appearance Information]

Shiori is hard to miss at 5'11" with long black hair that falls just down to the lowerback in length, always straight and loose, unless she is on the basketball court. She has deep, blue eyes, like two pools, highlighted by the bangs falling in front of her face. Years in the gym have left her relatively pale, but she wears it well.

Shiori will adhere to the uniform codes necessary, but in her free time, she prefers simpler looks. A jacket over a t-shirt or tank top and a pair of jeans or leggings will do just fine. She does like her jewelry, and she'll wear a bright gold bracelet on her right hand, as well as an azure blue sapphire pendant given to her by her father when she was younger.

[Personality]

Shiori puts on a very straight-laced expression that hides her personality. Once someone gets to know her, she's actually very nice and usually is the one to break up the tension in a room with a line about something. However, she is also very competitive, thanks to years of athletic contests.

[Personal Background]

Shiori was born and raised in Sapporo on the northern island of Hokkaido. She was part of an athletic family, with her dad being a former professional baseball pitcher, and her older brother following his footsteps. She soon showed herself to have a lot of talent on the basketball court, and by talent, that meant height. She grew up very quickly, got slotted as a power forward by her coaches up north and soon developed her skills.

Her parents decided that to attract better quality schools for basketball scholarships, and to be closer to her now professional sibling, the family would move south, to Nashiro, so Shiori could play for Hyakusawa. They hoped the prestige might even lure in scouts from America, but it may have brought Shiori down a different path.

[Persona Name]

Ma'at, Egyptian Goddess of Truth

[Persona User]

Gojira

[Melee Weapon]

Baseball Bat

[Ranged Weapon]

Grenades

[Persona Appearance Details]

Ma'at appears as a tanned woman of Arabic desent, wearing a fine red robe and beaded bands around her neck, arms and ankles. A blue ostrich feather adorns her head, and when threatened, she will sprout a pair of wings featuring features of all colors of the rainbow. She appears holding a rod of metal and an ankh in either hand.

Gojira's mask is black, aside from a pair of raised portions that bend back over her hair and are painted the same blue as Ma'at's feather. The mask extends down over her nose, but leaves her mouth exposed.

[Persona History]

Ma'at was born to bring order to chaos. As the daughter of the Sun-God Ra, she is supposed to remain in place in Isfet to ensure that the principles of honesty and justice were upheld. Her most important role is in the Weighing of the Heart. When a newly deceased person's heart is weighed against the feather from atop her head, if the scales are even, or the heart is lighter, that granted the person access to Aaru (Heaven). If it was heavier, the heart was devoured by Ammit, and the person was condemned to the Duat (Hell).

[Persona Skills]

• Mazio
• Skull Cracker

• Diarama
• Zionga
• Energy Shower
• Mazionga
• Salvation
• Maziodyne

[Persona Type]

Electric

[Persona Strength]

Wind

[Persona Weakness]

Curse

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Link: Here

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Ryan MacNeil/Rachel James - Master of Puppets, A Madman's RP (May 6, 2010-June 6, 2010, Complete)

The Starter

Name: Ryan MacNeil

Age: 21

First gender: Male

First appearance: 6'4", medium length blond hair, blue eyes. Tanned skin covering a fairly lanky build. He has a scar on the left side of his face. He wears a deep green t-shirt, blue jeans, and a red wool cap.

First personality: Ryan is a likable guy. He never has anything bad to say about anyone, is very generous, always is the one with a positive word to say. That being said, he will do what he has to do, whether it be the dishes, or battling people in different dimensions. Whatever has to happen.

Power: Invisibility

The Finisher

Name: Rachel James
Age: 21

Final gender: Female

Final appearance: 5'7", shoulder blade-length blond hair, blue eyes. Tanned skin covering a slightly athletic build. Her ears are pierced. She wears a lavender tank top, blue jeans, and a red wool cap.

Final personality: Rachel is incredibly optimistic given the things she's seen and done. There is a sense of duty about her, as if she's trying to atone for something she didn't know she did. However, she can let her emotions get the best of her very easily, usually resulting in tears.

Power: Invisibility

Link: Here

Cancelled - until next time family. Thank you for understanding.

As Emilia struggled to put Katie out of her mind, at least for the time being, she did get some help in that attempt from her friends. Apparently, not only was the new leather jacket a hit, but swapping in Josie's leggings were really making the outfit pop. And the comments she was getting!

"God Emi, you pulling your best Sandy from Grease impression with that look. It’s badass, hermosa.”

Emilia did like Grease, but her being Olivia Newton-John? No, she couldn't be that cool. Could she? Maybe was Sami was going a little overboard. He was always so kind to her. Like the brother she never had. But Sami did know badass. He had the scars to prove it. Maybe she could take it for what it was.

"I'm diggin' the outfit, Emi... I really like that leather jacket."

Ivy giving her compliments like that though? Now Emilia was starting to feel a lot better about everything. Ivy had a good eye for good looks. If she was impressed, that meant Emilia really did nail this whole road trip outfit.

"Emi, digging the jacket, it’s a good look."

Freaking Leon though? Leon Barnes, star athlete? Him noticing? OK. That clinches it. Bad momma Emi is a look that I have to keep available on demand. This is working out too well.

Emilia was blushing at this point. "Thank you so much, everyone! I'm glad you like it! I like it too! Makes me feel really cool and stuff!" There was a lot of food being passed around and if she hadn't been convinced to get a breakfast bagel at McDonald's, she would have been attacking the pancakes and the buns with the ferocity of someone who finally had given up on keto. As it was, she was contend to feed on the compliments. "I can't believe everyone made so much food! That's amazing! I can't wait to have some when we get rolling! Think I'm going to need a table for when I attack this feast!"

However, a stray thought did cross her mind as she basked in the glow of a moderately successful entrance. Katie's still here, you know. And if AJ is organizing this, Val is going to be here too. Can you take all those negative vibes? Of course you can't. You can't take anything. That's why you-

Emilia quickly shook her head in an attempt to ward off what was certain to be another breakdown waiting to happen. Luckily there were still plenty of distractions. "You know what? On second thought, let me at some baozi! Can't disappoint Nainai!" The reverence for a grandmother's cooking and the smell of the steamed buns were enough to guide Emilia's mind away from the growing shouting coming from the area of the RV.

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A.J. Takatsu - The Age of the Eclipsers (April 25, 2010 - June 6, 2010)

Character name: A.J. Takatsu

Character age: 19

Character appearance:

Can't remember who I used for the FC

She's usually wearing a deep green t-shirt with brown swirls on it, a denim jacket, black jeans and hiking shoes.

Character gender: Female

Character magic mastery: Wind and Earth

Character magic burst: A Thousand Stings: A.J. whips up the wind around her pulling up the Earth. They swirl around, eventually becoming the unholy offspring of a hurricane and a sandstorm, which she can then send flying in whichever direction she wants. Until she does unleash it, it also acts as basically a shield, protecting her while getting ready to launch the fury. Useful for a directional attack, or a room clearing move. However, being in the center of this storm, she's subject to the most powerful of the winds, draining her energy and leaving her all but passed out from the pressure.

Character background: A.J. was born to a Japanese father and American mother, both were Reclaimers, her father specializing in Wind, and her mother in Earth. They taught their only child well, she soon became skilled in handling both kinds of magic.

A.J. came up with the concept of A Thousand Stings when she was 13, her father saw what she was doing and had her try it at full strength. It quickly proved a powerful move, destroying the training figures, but leaving her severely drained in an almost coma-like state. It didn't matter to Dad though, he saw a way to finally clear out the Eclipsers of the Northwest Corridor. He kept getting her to practice the move, every time she would be unconscious at the end, which means she would be completely vulnerable.

They practiced for five long years, but it didn't seem like A.J. would ever be able to use it effectively in a fight with the Eclipsers without collapsing. Her father grew impatient. He wanted to attack the Northwest Corridor anyway, taking A.J. for one time use. Her mother refused this, and they fought. Eventually it was decided the attack would go through, but A.J. would be left behind, as a last resort. The attack was successful, even without A.J., and the Eclipsers were defeated, but it came at a price. Both Takeru and Cynthia Takatsu were killed in the battle. A.J.'s been drifting around the Reclaimer base ever sense, a lost soul amongst the resistance.

Character personality: Since her parents deaths, A.J. has become a very sullen person. She blames herself for not being strong enough to accompany her parents to try and save them. She has almost no self-confidence and is pretty much a pushover at this point. Before the tragedy, she was determined, she was a fighter, she looked forward to being able to go against the enemy as she was raised to do, but after that day, she's basically a shell.

Weapons and armour:
A.J. has no armor, but she does have a weapon. Before he left, her father gave her a pistol, capable of pooling any free flowing Synth energy in the air into a potent bullet. She doesn't like using it though, certain that if her dad didn't give her this, both her parents would be here.

Character strengths: Her magic burst is incredibly effective, and due to the years of training from her father, she is very flexible and fast. She's not as strong as she once was, since she stopped training heavily, but still very capable.

Character weaknesses: A.J.'s mental state is almost non-existent, shattered since her loss. If anyone wants her to do anything, she pretty much has to be told. It's not hopeless to think she might eventually be able to be rebuilt, but there is a lot of despair to go through.

Synth energy color: Deep orange

Synth odor: Cinnamon

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Shann Kasavert - Great Peril RP (April 3, 2010-May 5, 2010) + Epic Realms: A Crossover RP (June 13, 2010-Oct. 5, 2010

Name: Shann Kasavert

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Class: Gunner

Weapon: Dual Pistols

Description: Shoulder length black hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, skinny, 5'5", wears a green headband, a deep green tunic with the sleeves cut off, black fingerless gloves, black pants and a pair of beat up brown shoes.

Bio: Shann was raised by her father, the only child after her mother passed away giving birth. As the only possible heir of the Gunner family, her father pushed her hard, training her in long range firing. She had a natural talent for it, and soon was besting her old man in the little contests they liked to have. She was out purchasing some food when the attack came. When she arrived back home, the secret was gone, and her father was dead, lying in a pool of blood. After hearing that their secret was not the only one stolen, she travels to meet the other warriors, to get the secrets back, and to get revenge on those that murdered the last family she had.

RP link: Here and Here