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In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sounds good, although I'm a little bit afraid of becoming a team leader as a latecomer, I'll see what I can do.
In CLOSED. 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'll bite, I haven't read into the RP that much, but I'm interested. Is the RP currently open?
I'm interested, but I have no prior knowledge of the show Gossip Girl, including who she is or what she did.
Yes, probably.
Gideon was oblivious to the stares and discerning glances thrown his way. His 6’5” frame made him stand out even among the huge diversity of the populated school, especially for his underclassmen status. His sharp features gave off a sense of athleticism, coupled with his bandaged hands, could only be called intimidating. He had grown used to the weary attention when he stood in his sister’s shadow, likened to a guard dog, thus the sensation of being watched was very familiar to Gideon.

He parted the sea of students with his presence alone and made his way to his tour guide a few minutes early. He recognized a girl from the volleyball team, she had stood out in practice as the shortest when he had passed by through the gymnasium. There was another girl that caught eyes with her pink hair. The color itself naturally drew the eye, but the girl herself was eye catching on her own. Gideon rated the both of them highly in his mind based on appearance alone. As his gaze wandered, his eyes met dead on with somebody else, but somehow, it felt like he was being looked through. After a moment, Gideon realized the boy was blind. Pity slowly rose up in his emotions but he mentally shrugged it off, he assumed the boy got plenty of it already.

Among the students still arriving, a small girl not dissimilar to a porcelain doll joined their group. Anyone could tell without thinking that she was extremely nervous. Although Gideon was always somewhat oblivious, he had a natural tendency to try and alleviate any heavy mood, to the point of being seen as frivolous. Thus, he felt the need to lighten her’s. So simply put, he introduced himself.

“You look like a freshman as well, my name’s Gideon. Yours?”
A'ight, if there's not another post in a few hours in IC, I'll just post since I don't think it'll be speedposting at that point
His practice seemed vicious, but it was methodical, a set series of ferocious kicks and agility punches for cardio put a great deal of strain on his legs. When it became unsafe to train any further, his legs would simply give out. The punching bag consistently emitted muffled thuds that echoed through the empty room. Instead of slowing as fatigue set in, Gideon’s strikes only became more ferocious until he collapsed in a glistening heap with the only sound being his heavy breathing and the quiet hum of the room’s air conditioning. The florescent lighting gave him a headache after workouts, so he simply kept the room as dim as possible. His personal trainer simply stood watching with her brow knit together in concern.His form wasn’t her concern any longer, rather, it was flawless. It was his mental fortitude that always seemed so fragile.
“You’re going to strain yourself if you push too hard too quickly at the end, it’s better to work yourself to the ground slowly. You’re too agitated.” He was promptly reprimanded for his recklessness.
“Sorry” Gideon was too tired to face his instructor, but the side of his face formed sharp dimples.
‘What a bitter smile’ She thought, worry still plaguing her features.
Gideon finally glanced up at her face, reading her expression. He decided to alleviate her stress, she did too much for him already.
“I’ve still got enough left in me for a round or two.” Gideon suggested with a renewed cheeky smile.
“Not a chance champ, in your state, you wouldn’t be able to land a punch.” She laughed.
“That’s not what I meant, V.” Gideon’s grin turned sly.
V’s brow frowned in lack of understanding for a moment before her features contorted in a mixture of embarrassment and appalled surprise. Eventually she let out a mocking laugh that sounded more uncomfortable than condescending.

Her gaze fell to the floor where she noticed specks of blood dispersed across the mat. V clicked her tongue.
“You didn’t wrap your hands again? What will the school think? Your parents are turning in their graves.” Gideon nodded at the lightened atmosphere, completely ignoring her objections.
“I’ll just put a band-aid around the knuckles.”
“Are you retarded?”
“V…”
She clicked her tongue again.
“Just go to school, if you’re late to your first day, you’re grounded.”
Gideon chuckled, “That’s fine, more time to spend with you.” He began to stand with a huff, his hands on his knees, but V swept his legs out from under him with an annoyed expression. He could only groan as he landed with a harsh thud.

Gideon ate while he walked towards the school, his hair was still wet and his simple clothes were slightly disheveled. He had wrappings of linen cloth around both palms so tight that his fingers were beginning to become slightly discolored and every hand movement made him grimace. Moving in the direction of the school without thinking, he had been immersed in his own thoughts until he joined with the majority of the student body. He remembered there being a tour last year, but he was unsure of the school’s current scheduling for introductions and the welcoming ceremony.
Generally in America, a university is just a more prestigious college. Of course, everything induces ridiculous debts unless you have your parents backing you, scholarships, grants, regents, or a mixture of everything just mentioned. To vent, education only receives 3.59% of the taxpayer money whereas national defense (military) receives approximately 32%.
@NuttsnBolts Some districts do 5-8th grade as middle school in America, other districts do 7-8th and there's an intermediary school (5-6) between Elementary school (1-4) and Middle School (7-8). Highschool is almost unanimously allocated to grades 9-12. Generally, kids start off 1st grade at the ages 5-6, transcribing to High school, freshmen are usually around 14-15 years old, seniors being 17-18.
Name:
Gideon Serenade

Gender:
Male

Role:
Student

Age:
14

Grade:
Freshman

Appearance:

Despite being fairly lean, Gideon’s broad shoulders and overwhelming height give him a fairly domineering presence. His eyes are already developing smile wrinkles but he has yet to show a smile.

Bio:
Gideon switched into the school a couple months prior to his freshman year, initially he intentionally isolated himself from his peers, but eventually he began to interact with others. In school, he generally stands at the apex of physical activities and competitions even when pitted against upper classman, but his grades are only average.

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There’s a lot more to it, but I figure I’ll rather show than tell. Lest there is objection from GM
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