"Mr. Tadashi, please let me go to the nurse's office, I believe I have a fever and I'm burning up. Please tell me the homework as well."
The teacher looked up at Masaru over the rim of his glasses, squinting slightly to give him a scrutinizing gaze. He'd seen similar situations before. There was at least one student every year that made themselves sick with anxiety on the first day of school. He gave a short nod in Masaru's direction and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He opened his mouth to reply, but was cut short by Evangeline's shouts.
"Masaru! This backpack has sealed our destiny as friends!"
A short, amused chuckle left Mr. Tadashi's lips as he turned his attention back to Masaru. "I'll write you a pass to the infirmary." He took a slip of yellow paper out of one of his drawers and began filling out the necessary information, then held it out to Masaru. He scanned the classroom quickly before his eyes landed on Evangeline, who was still holding Masaru's bag. "Evangeline, would you please accompany your seatmate and bring his bag with you. Here's your homework." He handed them their assignment and retuned to his paperwork, but not before adding "Use your map or the signs to find the infirmary, and don't goof around in the hallways."
"There's ... no need to be shy, really."
Tyler glanced up at those words, peering at his seat mate curiously through his bangs. It was hard to tell if she was trying to convince him or herself of that. He shrugged in response and cast his eyes down again, still spinning the stick between his fingers. He'd been told that ever since he could remember, some people even shouting it at him in frustration. It was a bit different coming from Maiko though. She seemed shy as well, yet she was putting it aside in an attempt to make friends. He felt it was the least he could do to try the same.
"Assuming that we already know each other.....let's be good friends, yeah?"
Tyler gave a small nod and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle shake. "Yeah, um, thanks." He returned her smile with a small grin of his own, mentally analyzing what he had said. He started to doubt his choice in words almost immediately. Why had he said thanks? Sure, he was grateful that she was eager to get along and talk to him, but would she know that was what he was thanking her for? Of course not. Normal people don't thank others just for talking to them. Maybe if he said something else she would forget he said that. "So, what clubs did you sign up for"? There, that was better. The blush on his cheeks had gradually darkened to a soft red that contrasted against his pale skin and made his freckles stand out.
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I'll get a post up for Ryu soon, as well as a post for Tyler. ^^
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Forum: Free Roleplay
Name
Emmett Carson
Gender
Male
Age
16
Physical Description
Despite being the youngest in the group, Emmett stands at 5'11 and has a fairly muscular build due to many hours of relentless physical training for volleyball. His skin is lightly tanned with a singular freckle near the corner of his right eye and a few scattered across the rest of his body. His deep blue eyes are contrasted by dark brown hair. He's rarely seen without his favorite navy blue hoodie, and normally wears a gray tank top, black pants, and beaten up black converse high tops with it. He re-laced his shoes with yellow laces mimicking caution tape, and while they were quite bright at first, the yellow has become muted after months of wear. Another noticeable feature is his calloused hands, hardened from years of volleyball.
Nickname
From a young age, members of his family have affectionately called him "Emmy". Much to his embarrassment, a kid heard his mother call him by that name during elementary school and spread the nickname around. It died down during middle school, though his friends will still teasingly call him by that name from time to time. He's also grown used to being called "Em" and "Carson", though most people refer to him as Emmett.
Background Information
Emmett's known amongst the group for his large and accepting family. He's got attractive older twin sisters, a cute younger brother and sister, a mom who's great at cooking and baking, and a dad who never really grew up, often joking around with the teens and encouraging their antics, even going as far as to buy them alcohol as long as they promise to drink responsibly. He's also really into horror movies and supernatural lore. He doesn't scare easily, but his knowledge is limited to what he's seen in the media. Visiting St. Helen's will be his first personal experience with the supernatural, and hopefully not his last.
Items of Interest
He brought a backpack with some snacks (a few Fruit Roll Ups and a half-eaten bag of trail mix), a bottle of water, an energy drink, a digital camera, a small wind-up flashlight, and a portable phone charger in it. He's carrying his phone and house keys in his pockets.
"Hello there. You must be Tyler, am I right?"
Tyler instinctively flinched away when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He hadn't noticed the red-headed girl approach him, so he was caught off guard when she spoke. He shifted his body so that he was facing her instead of the window. Though he wasn't sure what to make of her just yet, she seemed to be nervous as well. Tyler tentatively smiled at her and took the lollipop out of his mouth. "Mhm. You're Maiko?" Just talking to someone new was enough to stain his cheeks with a pink blush. Tyler spun the lollipop stick between his thumb and forefinger and glanced down at his hands.
Tyler instinctively flinched away when he felt someone tap his shoulder. He hadn't noticed the red-headed girl approach him, so he was caught off guard when she spoke. He shifted his body so that he was facing her instead of the window. Though he wasn't sure what to make of her just yet, she seemed to be nervous as well. Tyler tentatively smiled at her and took the lollipop out of his mouth. "Mhm. You're Maiko?" Just talking to someone new was enough to stain his cheeks with a pink blush. Tyler spun the lollipop stick between his thumb and forefinger and glanced down at his hands.
MissCapnCrunch said
<3 Ryu
His posts are the best. cx The little Masarus omfg
When Evan's aunts had told him they were enrolling him and his brother in a private academy, he had expected the student body would consist primarily of spoiled brats. From what he's seen so far, the kids there were more quirky than anything. He had given Evangeline the benefit of the doubt earlier, thinking the wink she given him as he turned to fill out his form was just something he had imagined. But with the way she was grinning at him now, he was sure she was one of the quirky ones. It was almost unsettling, but not in a necessarily bad way. He was just relieved the students were interesting people and not snotty like he had expected.
With that in mind, Evan brushed off Evangeline's strange behavior and managed to meet her gaze as he replied. "It's nice to meet you." Before the conversation could go any farther, the teacher was talking again. He seemed to have lost his cool a bit, but with the shit Sonya was pulling it was understandable. Evan was half-listening to what Mr. Tadashi was saying, the other part of his thoughts elsewhere. He idly wondered what it was like in the Section B classroom, but Tyler would surely tell him later. Or maybe Alyssa could. She was in Section B, right?
"Evan Lance and Conner Reinsberg."
Evan snapped to attention as his name was called out, followed by another he didn't recognize. He looked around the room as the other pairs were announced, trying to guess who this Conner was. Hopefully they were someone he could easily get along with.
"One more thing, due to some.. bad behavior from someone in class, you will have homework."
Evan couldn't help but groan along with the rest of the class. Homework on the first day of school? He discretely glared over at Sonya. She was probably happy with the punishment. Nerd. He sighed and stood up as everyone found their seatmates, still unsure of who his was. The students began to pair off, so Evan decided to try his luck instead of awkwardly standing by his desk. He approached a rather tall boy with unusually colored hair and gave him a friendly smile. "Would you happen to be Conner Reinsberg?
Tyler glanced up once the teacher began talking. Instead of watching her as she talked, he took the opportunity to look at his classmates while he listened, since there was less of a chance of making eye contact with someone while they were all focused on the teacher. No one really stuck out to him except a girl with soft pink hair. He also noticed a few of the students sending pitying glances at a girl with dark hair and became a bit curious. It wasn't his place to pry, but he decided to keep an eye on her just in case. He faced the teacher as she called his name, accompanied by one he hadn't heard before.
He bit down on the remainder of his lollipop as everyone around him found their seatmates. Why couldn't it have at least been a name I recognized? he thought with a small sigh. No one had claimed the seat next to him earlier, so maybe his seatmate would notice he was sitting alone and put it together that he was her partner. He looked around the room nervously, hoping that would be the case.
With that in mind, Evan brushed off Evangeline's strange behavior and managed to meet her gaze as he replied. "It's nice to meet you." Before the conversation could go any farther, the teacher was talking again. He seemed to have lost his cool a bit, but with the shit Sonya was pulling it was understandable. Evan was half-listening to what Mr. Tadashi was saying, the other part of his thoughts elsewhere. He idly wondered what it was like in the Section B classroom, but Tyler would surely tell him later. Or maybe Alyssa could. She was in Section B, right?
"Evan Lance and Conner Reinsberg."
Evan snapped to attention as his name was called out, followed by another he didn't recognize. He looked around the room as the other pairs were announced, trying to guess who this Conner was. Hopefully they were someone he could easily get along with.
"One more thing, due to some.. bad behavior from someone in class, you will have homework."
Evan couldn't help but groan along with the rest of the class. Homework on the first day of school? He discretely glared over at Sonya. She was probably happy with the punishment. Nerd. He sighed and stood up as everyone found their seatmates, still unsure of who his was. The students began to pair off, so Evan decided to try his luck instead of awkwardly standing by his desk. He approached a rather tall boy with unusually colored hair and gave him a friendly smile. "Would you happen to be Conner Reinsberg?
Tyler glanced up once the teacher began talking. Instead of watching her as she talked, he took the opportunity to look at his classmates while he listened, since there was less of a chance of making eye contact with someone while they were all focused on the teacher. No one really stuck out to him except a girl with soft pink hair. He also noticed a few of the students sending pitying glances at a girl with dark hair and became a bit curious. It wasn't his place to pry, but he decided to keep an eye on her just in case. He faced the teacher as she called his name, accompanied by one he hadn't heard before.
He bit down on the remainder of his lollipop as everyone around him found their seatmates. Why couldn't it have at least been a name I recognized? he thought with a small sigh. No one had claimed the seat next to him earlier, so maybe his seatmate would notice he was sitting alone and put it together that he was her partner. He looked around the room nervously, hoping that would be the case.
Hey guys! Sorry for not being on recently. The router at the vacation home gave out yesterday, and we just now got a new one. I'll get working on a post!
This sounds great! I'd definitely join.
The only other idea I have is maybe letting one or two people have a ghost character, so they can spy on the people in the hospital until the scare level is high enough for them to start messing around.
The only other idea I have is maybe letting one or two people have a ghost character, so they can spy on the people in the hospital until the scare level is high enough for them to start messing around.
MissCapnCrunch said
Sorry Yosh- D: couldn't get a post in. <3 forgive me
Ah, don't worry about it! <3 Good luck on you errands!
omfg Masaru is killing me as per usual cx
And I see Evan has managed to infiltrate Alyssa's thoughts~
"Yeah! No problem."
Evan gave her a grateful smile as he took the pencil, taking a moment to look her over as he did. He vaguely remembered her from the group in the auditorium earlier; it was hard to forget such an exotic hair color, after all. "Thanks! I owe you one." As he turned to fill out his form, Evan couldn't shake the feeling that he would regret saying that later on.
Name: Evan Lance
Age: 19
Section: A
Clubs: Performing Arts, Home Ec.
Evan contemplated joining a third club once again, but the last thing he wanted to do was overwhelm himself. He turned his form in to the teacher, then sat back down and handed the girl her pencil back. "Thanks again," he said with a friendly grin. "I'm Evan, by the way." He couldn't remember if he had introduced himself earlier, but figured there was no harm in doing so again.
Evan gave her a grateful smile as he took the pencil, taking a moment to look her over as he did. He vaguely remembered her from the group in the auditorium earlier; it was hard to forget such an exotic hair color, after all. "Thanks! I owe you one." As he turned to fill out his form, Evan couldn't shake the feeling that he would regret saying that later on.
Name: Evan Lance
Age: 19
Section: A
Clubs: Performing Arts, Home Ec.
Evan contemplated joining a third club once again, but the last thing he wanted to do was overwhelm himself. He turned his form in to the teacher, then sat back down and handed the girl her pencil back. "Thanks again," he said with a friendly grin. "I'm Evan, by the way." He couldn't remember if he had introduced himself earlier, but figured there was no harm in doing so again.
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