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Life as a teenager is wild and exciting, and the students of seemingly-mundane PS 101 are living it to the max. Manic teachers, haunted rooms, and not to mention a wacky school council: everyday in the school is as crazy as it can ever get. An RP that delves into the lives of not-so-ordinary students and their anything-but-ordinary adventures throughout high school.

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Hi guys, this is basically a comedy school RP that has all of us playing as high school students. What's good about this RP is that after the introductions are done, everyone will have a chance to be a main character through Arcs.

And what are Arcs, you might ask?

Basically, every so often, the RP will focus on one or two characters, and the others as supporting characters until the mini-story is done. If you want it to be your character, simply PM me with the summary of the story, and which characters will lead it. You can use any genre you want, may it be horror, romance, or just plain wackiness; just as long as it fits into the school scene.

Got it? Now let's get to the character sheet:

Name:
Age: (Hmmm, probably 15-18)
Gender:
Year: (1-3)
Classroom: Just add A or B to your year; Example, 2-B
Appearance: (Can be written, or a picture of your student)
Attitude:
Bio:
Fun Fact: (a hobby, or dislike, you get it; optional)
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The RP can start when there are at least 4 members. Anyone can join even after it starts.

Agito Tsukasa

Name: Agito Tsukasa
Gender:Male
Age:15
Year: 1
Class: 1-A
Appearance:

Attitude: Serious, Intelligent, good helper.
Bio: Agito is new to this school and he is planning to have good grades and stiff. His dad recommended him to this school and was forced to. Now Agito is Hoping that his goal to be Class Representative will come true.
Fun Facts:

Name: Ross Fitz
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Year: 3
Classroom: 3-B

Appearance: Has short red hair, and perpetually furrowed eyes, supposedly stuck into place from years of constantly looking after the council president. He wears the usual black long-sleeved shirt and pants, but he always has a watch on his person.

Attitude: One of the saner students in the school, but goes haywire when his schedule gets disturbed due to a serious case of OCD. He imposes this trait to others, usually by making them their own insanely accurate schedules. Though uptight, he shows his concern for his friends openly, though in a naggy-mother kind of way.

Bio: Secretary of the school's student council, Ross had the misfortune to be stuck for three years in his position, serving as the voice of reason for a VERY hyperactive council president. He is also one of the students who studied in the same school from kindergarten, despite coming from a foreign family. This is also the reason behind his apparent familiarity with most of the students in school, and vice-versa. At the beginning of the year, his parents decide to go back to their home country when Ross graduates.

Fun Fact: Ross may act respectable, but is intolerable of trash and will freak out when seeing a large enough amount of it. Even a little bit would make him clean up the place. Plus, he's not exactly safe to approach early in the day as he's not a morning person.

Name: Craze Vight
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Year: 3
Classroom: 3-A
Appearance: Mocha-ish, shoulder length hair tone with a boyish look, prefers her uniform ina loose fashion, head phones either hung on her neck or being used
Attitude: Laid back, but will exert effort is she really has to. Her usual attitude does not indicate that she is a bland student as she can also be very athletic and fun to be with, provided that she is in the right mood.
Bio: A child prodigy, acing every exam and stepping onto her current year level at a young age made Craze very popular with her classmates. But due to her laziness attitude, she has repeated several semesters without graduating.
Fun Fact: She fawns over cats and will rise from her laziness if tempted enough with sweets.

Name: Tirielle Vendrasyl
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Year: 3
Classroom: 3-A
Appearance:

Attitude: Optimistic, Academically smart, not so athletic, likes to act much of a ditz, acts like an air-head at times, secretive, mischievous but nice and caring.

Bio: An honor student who does not even review ever. She has great pride over her achievements, though she does not boast of it at all. She is mysterious and is very close to teachers. She holds the record of the fastest student to ever finish tests. She has many issues with the guidance counselor, due to her mischievous acts.

Fun Fact:
Hobby: Reading books, doing pranks on other people.
Likes: Roses, Cats, Books and SWORDS.
Dislikes: People who does not like her, Reviewing.
Height: 161.54cm
Weight: 45kg

Name: Kei Takashima
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Year: 2
Classroom: 2-A
Appearance: Medium long Black hair, dark eyes that shows little emotion, fit and quite muscular. He usually wears black and white clothes as it seems to make him look more in place.

Attitude: A quiet person who loves music. He can play every musical instrument very well. He likes to do things alone as it was a habit he developed since he was young. Caring at sometimes and willing to help if someone asks. Seldom talks but does when nessasary. Likes to think before acting and quite the martial artist.
Bio: From a young age, he learned to do most things by himself. His parents are rich but seldom showed any affection towards him eventhough how much he tried to impress them. Slowly, as years go by, he became independent even at young age. He loved music as his grandfather gave him the only love he ever felt. He is also considered the best student in the school and a running to be the next student council president. He was in a sense perfect to girls in the school but there is something he yearns more than anything else.
Fun Fact:

Okay, Ima close this thread for char sheet applications, as I am going to make my first post tonight. Anyone else interested to join should PM me.

Game on, guys!

Things were, as usual, paced at the speed of a bullet train in PS 101, most especially with the school council. It was just the first day of school, and already the council members were rushing here and there in their office, talking amongst themselves about future events and the like. And they really should be doing that, as the president was expecting a list of suggested events for the year.

The only spot unaffected by the apparent chaos was the table beside the president's; recognizable by the ridiculous number of clocks on top of it. It wasn't the rush of youth that was hovering above it, but pure dread. The other members were already used to it, as the unfortunate guy sitting there was their buffer against the natural calamity that was the president.

The secretary sat there, nervously twiddling his thumbs, just thinking of what sinister plots the president will be up to this year. He still remembered last year's camping trip; the rain of flaming marshmallows were a nightmare to scrape off the tents. And not to mention the year before that, where the bulldogs the president sent out to deal with a gang worked extra by chasing him right after the gang left.

BANG.

The sliding door was opened with brutal force, a trait only credited to one person.

He's here! everyone in the room thought in unison.

'Yo, let's start!," the voice of the perky president echoed across the silenced council room, "New year means new stuff for the school, and seeing as this year's the last one for me and some others here, let's make this the best year yet!! Yeahhhh!!!!!"

Everyone in the room shouted the last word with enthusiasm, raising their fists in the air to start what the president called the best year ever. Well, everyone except the secretary, who was already massaging his forehead.

"Here we go again......" the secretary muttered to himself.

Things were going on fine inside class 3-A's room. It was noticeable that the room's quite filled with male students even at this early time. They weren't students of class 3-A, but all gathered around a particular seat on the front row which was beside the window.

A girl sat on this seat, quietly reading a book while thinking things to herself. The guys were obviously suitors trying to ask her out on a date. She just kept silent there and smiled at them. Her smile was so good... that it's almost deadly as POISON.

More students rushed in towards the room and each had their own reasons, respectively.

"Tirielle-san! Please go out with me!" said one of the boys, it was a rather creepy greeting. Creepy to the fact that it almost sent up a chill down her spine.

She stood up, took her stuff and said to them, "I'm sorry... I forgot I had some things to do. See you all later." She ran as fast as she could and slammed the door shut on their faces.

"I need a break from suitors... Might as well visit the student council's office and listen to what the president has in mind" a large grin was on her face. She's in a mischievous mood today, knowing that the good ol' wacky school president was still at large and nearly as twisted as her... makes studying here all the more exciting.

(My Character... Windrell approved of him, but hasn't posed him yet, so I'm posting him here):


RING!! RING! ...click.

"Yawn!", the sleepy looking guy sighed as he lazily woke up from sleep, "Is it that time already? I want to sleep more..."
With that, he slept a few minutes more, coming back to sleep.

Half an hour later...

The boy woke up again, slowly turning his head over to the alarm clock.
"It's... 6:50."

"WHAT?!? I'm late! Oh well. It's just the first day of school."

Twenty minutes later after a bath and a failed breakfast, he left for school. He brought with him some "gadgets" to be used with his partner-in-crime. Not to mention his favorite tennis racket.

Walking, walking, walking. Ah! From a distance he saw the school gates still open. "Whew", he said.

In the corridors, on his way to Room 3-B, he noticed a familiar looking girl, in the direction to the Student Council room. "Tirielle?", he said to himself.

He walked towards his partner-in-crime, and noticed a few guys hiding just beside the trash can - no, there seems to be more than what he had expected. "Hey, Tirielle! You're early for school. You entertained a "lover" yet," he chuckled, touching his eyeglasses.

(OOC: I'm also posting my character, as Windrell already approved of it)

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It was the first day of school. Like most of the Year Ones, Viri glanced around nervously, hoping that she would be able to find her class without too much difficulty. It wasn't all that hard, considering that some of the senior student volunteers were there to guide the new students. But Viri didn't want to attract any unncessary attention.

She pulled her sun-hat down further, and tried to stuff as much of her white hair into the hat as possible. Her oversized sunglasses also kept sliding off the bridge of her nose, and she constantly pushed it back up. Then her worst fear came true.

"Hi there!" one of the older students waved at her. "Do you need help finding your class? What class are you in?"

Viri, startled, quickly replied, "It's-- it's 1-A! But I can find it on my own, thanks--"

Before she knew what happened, she was rapidly "escorted" towards her classroom, and in a matter of a few minutes, she was already seated. The friendly student had "assigned" the foremost seat to Viri, and she quickly retreated to the back of the classroom with her bag.

Viri then took out a huge book, propped it up on the desk and hoped it would hide her, considering her relatively small size. First day of school, in a new town, with unfamiliar faces. But Viri is glad for the change. Perhaps in an environment where nobody knew her past, she could start anew.

Among the crowd of new and old students in the school, there was one particular one with which many kept away from. Her unform was freshly pressed and tidy, but her hair was a wild tangle of brown. Around her neck, where a necklace should be, wound an anaconda, she walked barefooted and her eyes were alert like a wild animal's.

The girl made her way to her class with the help of a school map in her hands and opened the classroom door. The most of the new students were quiet, some were talking softly to the person sitting next to them, and a small group near the windows were checking their own reflections. After scanning the room for a few moments, she moved nonchalantly to the seat near the middle of the room, passing the girl in the sun hat and glasses, whom her anaconda hissed at. "Quiet, Eliza." she whispered, and slid into her seat.

Having claimed dibs on her seat, her snake gently slid from her neck to her hand, where it wound itself tightly around her fingers. The girls around her screamed, and jumped away from her, some ever started crying but she took no notice, instead, she let her snake slide off ontot the desk.

Kei as usual arrived at school in style. Landing on the school grounds after a ride on a helicopter, gently putting his feet on the ground and walking towards his classroom. He remembered that his class was struck by the student council's presidents ridicules acts of affections to the school.

"I better become the student council president soon before that president makes another ridiculous move.." Kei said as he walked down the hall being greeted by girls. He just gave them a bow and kept walking towards his class. "Sigh.. i wonder.." Kei asked himself as he looked outside the window, admiring the view. After some time he went into class as the bell was going to ring. His mind still ringing with idea's on what to do for the day.

As he entered his class, most of the girls raced towards him but he just waved and he walked pass them like they were ghost. The guys in the class was used to his attitude so there wasn't any harm done and then class began when the wacky science teacher came in. "SAVE ME!!" Kei told himself.

(My character:)


Standing from the school gate, a guy with light brown hair is watching the other students make their own dramatic entrance. Most of the students are walking toward their own classrooms but he made his way to the rooftop.


Upon reaching the rooftop, he brought out a small digital camera and took a picture of it. He lied down on the floor and started to look at the sky. Few minutes later, he checked his watch and saw that it's only 15 minutes before the first period. He made his way down and went to Class 3-B.


He reached the classroom with time to spare. Upon opening the door, he grabbed the vacant seat near the window and started to watch the clouds go by. He can hear some students talking about him but just shrugged it off. Suddenly, the teacher's door opened and class finally began.

Coming out of the council room last, Ross closed the sliding doors feverishly, already feeling as if he just came out of a war. As he predicted, the president trashed most (if not all) of the event suggestions, only picking off tidbits of ideas from each of them. Right after that, he dismissed everyone in the room, saying that the meeting would resume later in the afternoon before leaving the room.

"On the bright side, I think he's softening up this year," he muttered to himself as he closed the sliding doors. The ideas the president said a while ago were relatively milder (though still ridiculously intolerable), much to his fortune.

"Hm?"

He turned around as he heard footsteps coming towards the council room. And at once, in his imagination, he pictured a jet's targeting system pointing all its armaments to this person.

"You......"

The president's usual partner-in-crime, along with that racket wielding friend of his.

"Wha-wha-what are you doing here?!?!?! The president's not here!!" He blurts out to the two of them, his expression visibly livid.