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    1. Rightful Heir 10 days ago
    2. Vesnic 6 mos ago
    3. Sapphic Pigeon 9 mos ago
    4. โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ 1 yr ago
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4 days ago
Current Disrespect will close doors that apologies canโ€™t open. Let that sink in..
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8 days ago
I was never colorblind to the red flags, I just hoped I was wrong
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2 mos ago
Not all who wander are lost.. but I, personally, am lost.
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6 mos ago
I hope when Death finally comes that it feels like it used to when dad used to carry me inside after falling asleep in the truck.
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8 mos ago
If the gods didn't want me to commit fatherless behavior, they should have given my mother better taste in men.
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๐™ท๐šŽ / ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šข ยท ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฟ ยท ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ ๐š‚๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š›๐š ๐šƒ๐š’๐š–๐šŽ

๐šˆ๐š˜๐šž ๐šœ๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐š˜๐š  ๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐šข ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐™ธ'๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š—๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ? ๐™ด๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š— ๐™ธ ๐š๐š˜๐š—'๐š ๐š”๐š—๐š˜๐š  ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŽ, ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐š•๐šข,
๐šœ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š–๐šŽ ๐š ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŒ๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž ๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š. ๐™ธ'๐š– ๐šŠ ๐š™๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŠ 7-๐šข๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›-๐š˜๐š•๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š๐š•๐šŽ ๐š—๐šŽ๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐š•๐š’๐š–,
๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŽ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐šŽ (๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š’๐šœ๐š—'๐š ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›) ๐š ๐š›๐š’๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š› ๐š๐šŠ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐š’๐š—๐šŽ.



๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š’๐š—๐š "๐šœ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ" ๐š’๐šœ ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐šž๐š•๐š–๐š’๐š—๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š˜๐š ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜๐š› ๐š—๐š˜๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐š•๐šข ๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐šŽ๐š—, ๐š‹๐šž๐š ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐šŽ ๐šœ๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šข, ๐š–๐šข ๐š ๐š˜๐š–๐šŠ๐š—.

๐™ธ๐š— ๐š–๐šข ๐š›๐šŽ๐š•๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šœ๐š‘๐š’๐š™, ๐š’๐š ๐™ธ ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š ๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ, ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š›๐š˜๐š–๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š–๐šข ๐š˜๐š ๐š— ๐šœ๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐š‘๐š’๐šŒ ๐š•๐š˜๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šŽ๐šข๐š˜๐š—๐š ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šœ. ๐™ธโ€™๐š ๐š–๐šŽ๐š–๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐šฃ๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š˜๐šŽ,
๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š”๐š•๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š’๐š–๐š™๐š•๐šŽ. ๐™ธโ€™๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š, ๐š๐šŠ๐š”๐šŽ ๐š—๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐šŸ๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š› โ€” ๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š, ๐š–๐š’๐š—๐š, ๐š‹๐š˜๐š๐šข ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šœ๐š˜๐šž๐š•.

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<Snipped quote by Chicogal>

Yeah, everyone's in homeroom. @A Tattooed Girl assigns the seats, so just don't specify where you're sitting until she places you. She should be back online in a few hours.

And @LostDestiny: Tyrone has joined the official Haters of Canines Club! Finally Toby isn't alone. Like 5 people have dogs in their 'Likes' list.


My girls own one dog per, and my boys own 3-4 each. Colton is apart of the feline hating community though lol






Erm...no double post here o-o
(It's hard to edit on a damn iPhone4. IM SORRY Dx
@Chicogal I can only read so much right now (working still) so forgive me if I missed something on the next page, but if u decide to go with an in-school bully, Colton is kind of an arse..if u wanna make him her, maybe childhood bully, I'd be down. Maybe Colton follows the old saying "if he's mean to you, he likes you" lol
@TalijaKey seems like a good idea.
Any of you interested in still keeping this going, or should we just call it quits? I hadn't realized it was my turn. Was originally waiting for one more post, but then lost track of everything. This new RP I made and my new full-time job..it's been a bit overwhelming, but if you all still would like to keep this going, I'd be more than happy to write up a reply tonight.
@Chicogal We are indeed still open, and you're correct in assuming you'd post CS forms here. (: Come on in!
@SmileyJaws for sure! I was actually thinking of putting either one of my girls into ju jitzu x)
@Oliver I definitely think it would be a healthy thing to practice. (:
I will be editing my own tonight. I'll need to speak with everyone about how my 4 characters know each of yours. Whether on a personal level or not. Think I'd have to finally finish my CSs before I could even do that though.. meh xD
I get home at 230 but I think I'm gonna take a nap. Only got two hour sleep the other night and roughly 4 last night. Need to catch up on a bit. After I wake up though, I'm game to edit tf out of my characters xD I'll see you all later.
davฮนna ะผarฮนe devereaฯ…ั…


locaั‚ฮนon:
Homeroom
ฮนnั‚eracั‚ฮนng wฮนั‚ะฝ:
Classmates - Mrs. Wiley - Dominik @KaijuBaragon - Quinten

It hadn't taken long for everyone to find their seats, and of course, Davina had to be the last one to be seated in her assigned chair. 'Perfect,' she thought to herself as she slid smoothly into her place. Up two seats to the right sat Dominik, Landon to her immediate right and a guy she didn't know too well to her right behind Landon. 'Why couldn't I have at least been closer to Dominik? Like, behind or at least an easy reach away? Ugh.' More thoughts clouded Davina's mind as she took a look around the classroom at both the familiar and not-so-familiar faces. Davina had half a mind to turn around and introduce herself to the Rhodes guy, who she hadn't known the first name of but decided against it ultimately. There'd be time for introductions later.

As Mrs. Wiley let them go to their own devices, Davina slowly rose as the low roar of conversation in the room did, walking to the teacher's desk. Clearing her throat, Davina talked as low as possible while allowing Mrs. Wiley to still hear her. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do to move a bit closer forward? I feel kind of unincluded from the rest of my class." Mrs. Wiley simply looked up at Davina with a soft half-smile and shook her head, giving her an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, love. I have it in my notes that we're still expecting more students. I'll be sure to fill in the seats around you, so don't worry. You'll have some new friends soon enough." All Davina could do was smile and nod, giving a short 'alright' before returning to her seat slowly. Her feet seemed to drag as she did so.

While Davina walked passed Dominik's desk, against her usual judgment to leave people alone, she found herself stopping in her tracks and crouching down in front of his desk to get his attention. Blood immediately rushed to her face, but only enough to turn her cheeks a slight pink, instantly regretting the whole deal. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? GO SIT DOWN!' she screamed at herself mentally, but instead choked out a shy question after giving him a second to pull out his headphones from his ears. "Hey Dom. Uhm, I was wondering what you had planned for the night. Going to the football game, or anything?" Suddenly Davina's phone went off with the Walking Dead Savior's Whistle text tone, quickly pulling her phone out of her pocket. She clicked the smartphone and revealed the text on her lock screen. Quinten. Davina shook her head and quickly tapped in a middle finger emoji before stuffing her phone back into her back pocket and focused her attention back towards Dominik.

yoฯ… ะฝave ะผe ั‚o ั‚ะฝanฤธ า“or ั‚ะฝฮนั•, ya ฤธnow ;P
From: Cousin "IT"







qฯ…ฮนnั‚en rฯ…ะผanceฤธ


locaั‚ฮนon:
Homeroom
ฮนnั‚eracั‚ฮนng wฮนั‚ะฝ:
Mrs. Wiley - Toby - Tae Min @Oliver - Maria @LostDestiny

When the jokes were over and the business had been settled about the seating, the class was set about their own antics and Quinten suddenly found himself surrounded by strangers. Well, except for the red-headed girl beside him. Maria. Only reason Quinten had managed to hold onto that name was because it was so close to 'Marie', being the second part of his cousin's first name. Quinten the past.. year, really, had been rough on both him and his memory, anymore. Before he'd found out he was going to be a young father, Quinten usually maintained everything he learned under the sun. Especially names and the faces they belonged to. The girl seated beside him had always acted weird towards him in the years passed, and he didn't know whether to try saying hi or just leave her be, but he chose the latter. He didn't feel like being brushed off today, plus she seemed to be perfectly content with her sheet music. The fact she was working on it made Quinten smile internally. It was good to see someone other than himself working on some form of the arts.

Quinten turned behind him and spread the biggest, best smile he could manage as he held out his hand towards the boy with long dirty blond hair, since the kid sitting directly behind him had struck up a conversation with Andreas. The blond boy having a certain look about him like he might need a friend in his nearby seats. "Hey man, name's Quinten. Seen you at the Carnival the other day. Almost thought you were gonna get into a scrap with Marco." Quinten laughed and jokingly added, "I'd have paid to see that. You could probably kick his ass-" A quick throat clear and an eyebrow raise from Mrs. Wiley shot out at Quinten, causing him to duck his head and mouth 'sorry' at her. He turned his attention back towards Toby and smirked. "Not that Marco can't handle himself, but being of a smaller stature, you could really get in-and-out with jabs and whatnot." "Just a little longer, just relax." Quinten eyed Maria out of the corner of his eye, confused at why she'd said what she did, turning back to Toby. He smiled genuinely at the boy, adding, "I hope this year goes as smoothly as I think it will. It's gonna be a bit of a rough road for me, I think, though."

"Hey"

Almost like a dog, Quinten tilted his head slightly to the side when he heard the voice come from in front of him (because he turned in his seat to be able to talk to Toby, Maria is now directly in front of him), not having heard that voice directed towards him. Ever. Quinten turned his attention towards the red-haired, freckle-faced girl, scanning her face to read her expression. Nervous. 'She's nervous. But why?' he thought to himself before straightening up in his chair, giving the girl a soft, charming smile. "Hey, Maria. What's up?" Had that been too forward? Was it too casual? They weren't exactly friends. Were they? No. She never really seemed to care to give him the time of day, why now? Quinten silenced the voices in his head, slightly gritting his teeth in frustration at his own thoughts.






ะฝarley ฤธnowleั•


locaั‚ฮนon:
Homeroom
ฮนnั‚eracั‚ฮนng wฮนั‚ะฝ:
Mrs. Wiley - Maxwell Rhodes @HalfofLancelot

'Son of a bitch.' Harley grumbled to themselves as they sat there in their assigned seat. The cold, metal seat that she'd be stuck in for the next 30, long, miserable minutes. Luckily, Roxy was not too far away and Riley was just on the other side of her. Mrs. Wiley- or rather, the computer- made a grave mistake. Harley couldn't help but smirk to themselves, looking out towards their two partners in crime, seeing both had struck up a conversation with friends and potentially new ones. Roxy's response to the two kids staring at her almost made them laugh aloud but only let out a soft snort, shaking their head at their friend.

Harley found themselves turning to look beside them at the guy they didn't really know, raising an eyebrow slightly. The guy didn't seem too amused by the class, almost as much as Harley was. Sighing heavily, Harley turned themselves towards the guy and gently kicked the leg of his desk. "Hey. I'm Harley. Haven't really seen you around these parts. Been around here long?"






colั‚on ฤธrฯ…ger


locaั‚ฮนon:
Homeroom
ฮนnั‚eracั‚ฮนng wฮนั‚ะฝ:
Mrs. Wiley - Riley (Ho-ho, look at me. I'm a rhyming prodigy!) @Apoalo

Colton had barely managed to drag himself out of bed, let alone to class. He'd stayed up most of the night stressing over the game they had tonight and whether or not they'd beat The Pioneers. As much as Colton had grown up going by the rule 'don't worry about winning, it's about having fun', Colton loved to get a few wins under his belt before colleges started taking a look at them. Hell, college recruits were probably already looking at Riley and Landon. From in front of Colton came a familiar voice. Riley. Colton gave a half-smirk and nodded. "You know it, bro. We Wides got this!" As much as Colton's thoughts told him otherwise, he wanted to believe they'd win tonight. He really did. "What do you plan to do after the game, man?" After-game plans were the only thing Colton could think of to get his mind off his growing anxiety about the game. The kind of panic no one ever really knew he experienced because he always kept a cool-guy look to his face, but inside he was killing himself 10x over.




@LostDestiny Oh yeah, I got it :) I got 3 characters done, just working on Colton!

@Apoalo Speaking of which. What are Riley & Landon's positions? In an OOC post you said Riley was a QB but in your IC you said Landon was. Just want to be clear who is what before I post!

........or not (x that's alright. I'll go back and change stuffs if I need to.
@LostDestiny Had to go back and read everyone's posts before starting on my own. I am almost done. I promise >#<
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