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CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO It felt like days sped up until the morning she woke up, but in all reality, only a few hours had passed since she last had herself involved in game with an unfortunate role. Though she didn't begin in a tight spot, she felt, even for a just a few minutes, what it means to...

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO 'Impressive' was all the word she could think of from the moment a music of what seemed to be horror resonated at the Auditorium until a woman dressed elegantly in violet, but hidden under a white cover, glided to the theater with a dark escort by her side. Everything...

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO "See you later," she said, waving her hands as a goodbye before turning away and leaving a groupf of people's sight. All those time she was outside and there was nothing she could do other than talk to those who had approached her. It was from other students of Rookwood...

Any is fine with me. I'd just be more sociable then-

An event. Yay~ o w o I have no idea why tracking down who is where is hard. //that one loner in one corner//

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO Her roommate left, and there was only her and silence. She didn't bid her farewell, she just left it be. People have their schedule and such, and so did she. Crisanta folded her clothes away to the drawers (or cabinet) and shut it close right after. She took her luggage...

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO 'What?' she thought, 'I was being nice and everything, too.' But her roommate didn't seem too good in mood either, which gave her a reason to hold back her tongue. Crisanta was on the same boat, after all - only that she thought she handled it better. Though told to stop...

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO It took quite a while. There was nothing else she did other than observe the other students as she waited at a line. She would fumble on her phone, but it would only remind her of what she had read that morning. She was better off bored, she thought. But not too long, the...

I changed - no, actually more like added - information to my CS. I hope it's okay. ; A ; When I re-read it and saw how lame the Personality and History, I just had to go add details that I had in mind all this time. //sucks at being mysterious//

CRISANTA DEL ROSARIO "Honey, it's time to go na," a woman around her late thirties called out with an accent obviously not too used with the English language. On her hand was a small bag colored with both pink and lavender and simply, yet quite cutely, adorned by a small monkey holding up its...

CHARMANE WALTER Many actions were done right after the boxes of iPad mini were given to them, but none of which Charmane understood. Some looked like they were playing and exploring the gadget's features, some didn't seem too excited. She didn't understand the latter the most. Her stares...

CHARMANE WALTER It was a pretty short homeroom discussion, but it was definitely the best shortest announcement ever! Charmane knew she wasn't the only one who thought that. Excited, she didn't waste another second and quickly cracked the box open, only to see a great "learning" gadget before...

I think I can keep up with the schedule as well. *^* Hopefully, the electricity cooperates at night too-- /constant blackouts sobs/

Waiting is a-okay for me. ^ ^ I have yet to finish my application anyway- //sobs School might pull me away from the computer a lot but, I'll try to post as soon as I can and as much as I can.

Character Completion My life is a struggle among my need for acceptance, my fear of rejection, and a desire not to care at all. "Super good morning! I'm Cris Del Rosario. Nice to meet you!" Name: Crisanta Del Rosario Nickname: Cris, Crissy "I am a girl made perfect for a my...

College life. *cries*

CHARMANE WALTER "Do not embarrass me, Charmane. You are a Walter, and you should always remember that a Walter always stands perfect. Do you understand? Charmane, do you understand?" A shiny, black Ford car, with its door open and a suited man standing by it with luggages on his hand, parked...

@Beowulf "And I did that because you called me 'robot'. Guess we both have reasons," she answered blankly before rising to her feet. Monviek brushed off the dirt that clung to her knee before looking back down at the catfolk. If she were like her uncle, she would've laughed at how short this...

@Beowulf Robot. Monviek was suddenly called a robot, not a Dal. She was a proud Dal - very proud like some kind of fan of the sort. But what was bad, Monviek could feel her nerves tingling. "Not robot," she corrected with her hand trembling, "I am a Dal!" With that outburst, her hand came...

@Beowulf And the talking air turned out to be a small kitty cat, far smaller than humans, standing on his two furry legs. He looks fluffy. Monviek blinked and lowered down on one knee, though he was still a little shorter. Her eyes stared, or sort of glared, at the catfolk, distinguishing...