Fandom 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 [main -in character- thread]

[SomebodyElse]

When Jason heard about a potential bonfire, he was kinda excited. It'd be great to try to prank some people and tell some scary stories. Honestly he usually did his own thing on days like these. He'd bounce around between groups of people and sometimes he'd leave when he got bored or he got kicked out. So he was out to search for anything interesting happening that would entertain him on a day like this. Ofcourse the best kind of entertainment was a bunch of drama. Several girls seemed to making a dilemna out of something and he decided to wander over to see what was happening.
"Is there a problem here?" He asked walking up to a group of three girls.
He honestly hoped something was going to go down otherwise he'd just get bored and leave. He did notice one of them had what looked to be cotton candy. He felt disappointed. Where the hell did people get cotton candy? He also half debated whether to let them continue or try to break up the argument but decided to simply keep watching. If he got into trouble he was sure that Jaina wouldn't be happy but if he wasn't the cause of the trouble then nobody could say anything right?
izayoiix jasmyn A_Writer

 

[izayoiix]

"keanu bahari . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with anyone | tags everyone​

Anu popped a skittle into his mouth and smiled. This particular candy was one of his favorites, and honestly, one of the many amazing things about coming to this school. After living in an ocean for a good chunk of his life, candy was one of the few things that brought immense joy to his life. He didn't know what he'd do without the crunch of the candy between his teeth as he bit down, letting the sugar flood his mouth.

He paused under a tree, waiting for a large crowd of students to pass him, not wanting to enter a shoving match. Or a large crowd at all really.

He sighed at the thought, he really needed to start working on this aversion to other people thing. It was really not helping him make any friends and he was already in his sophomore year. Anu groaned, throwing his head back against the tree behind him and closed his eyes. This was definitely not how he wanted to start the year. Feeling sorry for himself. He lifted his head and let it fall back against the bark once, twice, and a third time before he opened his eyes, staring at the sky between the branches above him.

He lifted his hand, holding the half-eaten bag of skittles up. "I think, skittles, that you might be the only one who understands how I feel at this moment."

. . . the dreamer"

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[izayoiix]

"ebonee khalil . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with everyone | tags everyone​

Ebonee could only sneer slightly at the sight before her. She didn't understand why Elias had wanted to come here so much. Sure, the lack of her father was great, and actually having plenty of food was pretty awesome, but the peppiness? The cheer? The princes and princesses? It all made her want to puke, and that would be a complete waste of the perfectly good food she'd just ate.

The collective pep and idiocy most of these high and mighty dumbasses were exuding was beginning to make her feel disgusting. She rolled her shoulders and tilted her head from left to right, stretching out her neck. Her arms were next as she clasped her fingers together behind her and started to bend forward, enjoying the pull she felt. She finished a few minutes later by cracking her knuckles and bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Alright," she grinned, whispering to herself. The large crowd was perfect to blend into, and she was more than excited at her plan to jump right into it. "Let's do this."

With that, Ebonee dove headfirst into the crowd, slipping between people with a practiced ease, fingers light and quick as she dipped them into a few pockets and bags. She bumped into a large senior and apologized profusely, reaching out and placing a gentle hand on his arm. They waved her apology off and grinned at her, saying it was fine. She smiled pleasantly, thanking them before she waved and slipped back into the crowd, only to exit a few moments later, her pockets much heavier than they were half an hour ago.

She settled down near the edge of the courtyard, using the shadows created by the bright sun to cover her actions as she smirked and began to pull out her haul. "Guess I was wrong." she snickered.

By moving here, turns out she had a whole new crowd to work with.

. . . the thief"

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[div class=container][div class=textbox]before niko could quip anything back at the group of troublemakers once more, another figure joined the conversation. it seemed as if everyone on this campus had a knack for pushing each other's buttons. it was so unlike arendelle that niko felt like he was getting whiplash, and an ache shot briefly through his chest, which he quickly realized was homesickness. "i'm niko landvik of arendelle, yes." he confirmed with who niko quickly discovered was the son of cinderella and prince charming. based on what this "charming" had said, the troublemaker who had hit niko with the beanbag was none other than captain hook's son, if last names were anything to go off of. he watched the exchange between hook and charming and it didn't take a genius to notice the well-forged rivalry between the two. "i think i can judge who to hang out with and who not to hang out with, thanks." niko responded coolly, feeling irritated that he had spent less than a week on campus and he was already being coddled by other students. it appeared that no matter where he went, someone would try to control niko's life.

[div class=border][div class=charname]PRINCE NIKOLAI[/div] [div class=charinfo]SON OF ANNA AND KRISTOFF.[/div][/div]

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[izayoiix]

"li jun . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with kuzco jr | tags AnimeGenork​

At the sound of his name being called out, Jun didn't react too much. He knew a lot of people and was friends with pretty much everyone to some degree, so it wasn't until the arm wrapped around his shoulder that he properly recognized who it was that was claiming his attention now. He grinned, tossing his own arm around the other male.

"Kuzie!" he greeted happily. And he was happy to see the younger male. Kuzco Jr was three years younger than him, but that didn't stop them from getting along. They both enjoyed having a good time and being as loud about it as possible. "Of course I missed you!" he laughed as he moved their conversation off of the main path. Didn't want to get in anyone's way and cause an accident. He'd hate to see anyone or himself hurt. Especially since he had more rehearsal's to work on tonight after the bonfire.

He sighed at the thought of his own summer. "It was...fine." he settled on. It was truth, it wasn't all bad, there was just a larger amount that he'd rather not remember. He'd briefly gone over his parents wishes for his career path with his friend not long after they'd met the previous year, so he didn't mind telling Kuzco about it too much. "Mom and Dad just....they were themselves, if you get what I mean." he finished with a simple shrug.

He threw a smile back up onto his face, focusing the discussion back to his friend. "Well how about you? How was your summer?"

. . . the performer"

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[jasmyn]

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Daughter of Rapunzel
and Eugene Fitzherbert

[div class=name]Josie | 22 | Junior

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outfit: click to see.
interactions: alex charming. james. niko. others nearby.
tags: A_Writer BurningBridges AnimeGenork invariance

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Josie could've spent her day buried in books but instead, she'd decided to join in on the festivities for once. As she roamed the grounds, in search of somewhere to grab a coffee, her eyes scanned all the people who were at Waldovia's big welcoming day. It wasn't that she didn't like socializing, she just liked to spend her free time studying the ways of her kingdom and preparing herself to make a case to her parents that she was meant to be queen. Her brother definitely didn't need to nor did he deserve to rule their people. Once she managed to find a caffeinated drink that would surely boost her energy, iced coffee, she made her way around to find someone she knew well enough to talk to.

It wasn't long before her eyes landed on Alex Charming. She had known him since they were children since their parents threw at least a million balls together and attended other royal events with each other. They had grown up as friends and their parents used to joke that they would one day get married and rule a kingdom together. She thought it was a silly idea but she did always like him. After all, he was....charming. Still, he was just a friend and she didn't have time for more anyway. As she walked closer to where he was, she realized who he was talking to and assumed that it must be trouble.

"And here I thought I was your favorite as much as you pester me," she rolled her eyes as she waltzed up, knowing his answer would only be more annoying than his mere presence already was. "Don't you have anything better to do, James?" she added, taking a sip from the cold beverage in her hands. Josie wasn't the type to get in on unnecessary spats but she did always feel the need chime in when it came to her friends. She looked over to Niko, who she vaguely recognized, just as he rolled his eyes at Alex for commenting on who to avoid hanging around.

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[r e i]

Cai Numa

"to be needed. to have a place. that's all i wanted. that's all i ever wanted. ”​

Cai played with the bracelet around her wrist. It wasn't like she was nervous. No, she was more out of her comfort zone. She managed to convince her cousin to join the yearly carnival that the school puts on. Cause nothing says "Hey let's throw a bunch of kids that may or may not have histories with each other in the same place", Cai thinks, as the yearly school carnival. It was the first day back after a couple of months break, and she was just now getting used to her human body again. Her mother and father telling her before she went back to school, watch out for little Mak, and stay out of trouble. She smirks, trouble just finds her. It's truly not her fault that the hyenas chased her around the pride rock causing her brother in law and father to yell at her because she made some jokes. It's not like they would have been able to do anything. She's been training with her brother for a couple of years now. Being the lion guard and all, means that he has to watch out for the pride and be strong so he trains. He reckons that she could have a place on his squad...only she doesn't know if that's what she wants. She sighed and mumbles to herself "Ok, let me go before little niece decides to do something crazy without me."

Cai walks out, instantly seeing her little niece on the steps waiting for her. "Aww...you waited for me little one. You know you are getting more and more adorable each day" She glances around the area and sees the daily shitstorm of a carnival. She also sees the glint in her niece eyes. Which means she is either thinking about starting something or already did. Both of which is fine with me. "I'm thinking this....carnival could use some fun. Remember when I made the stupid hyenas mad? I was thinking we could start a fun little match."​

mentions: Makena AnimeGenork || with: Little one AnimeGenork || location: on the front steps || outfit: xxx​

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[apolla]

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[div class=textinformation]outfit[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]click me![/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]with[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]Keanu ( izayoiix ) [/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]mood[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]"Make an impression."[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]year[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]2 ~ sophomore[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div] [/div] [div class=side_two][div class=box][div class=box_info]in character[/div]

[div class=box_text]Lucille couldn't deny that she was happy to be back at Waldovia. Not for the classwork or the homework, of course- she was sure they could all live without that. But being back to socialize with her friends, and not be on the bottom of the totem pole? That she could hang with. Lucy didn't do well being a nobody. But perhaps this year, she could shine. As it was, she'd gotten her nails and toes done just yesterday, and had changed her outfit at least five times before deciding on what she currently wore. She would definitely be noticed, and that was what she wanted. Of course she'd had a fantastic summer, considering her mother's latest beau had money pouring out of his ears. They'd spent most of their time on vacation, and Lucy's favorite spot had been the beach. Deeply tanned and ready to take on her first day back, she barely waved to her mother as the woman dropped her off, ready to dump her daughter anywhere just about to have alone time with her man. With a light scoff, the blonde stepped onto the sidewalk that led to the courtyard, her eyes scanning the place for anyone she knew. Well, and would want to interact with. Running a hand through her straightned blonde locks, she spotted someone sitting under a tree. He looked familiar, though she couldn't place his name. As she got closer, she was sure she'd seen him last year. Had he seen her? She hoped so. He'd definitely notice her now. Veering a little to the left, she strode with a purpose in his direction, hearing his statement to his candy as he drew closer. "I wasn't aware skittles had feelings." She paused a few feet from him, one manicured hand placed on her hip. "You're a second year, right? You look familiar. I'm Lucy."

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[div class=textinformation]outfit[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]click me![/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]with[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]Ebonee ( izayoiix ) [/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]mood[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]"I'm nosy."[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]year[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]3 ~ junior[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div] [/div] [div class=side_two][div class=box][div class=box_info]in character[/div]

[div class=box_text]The redheaded third year currently stood on the opposite side of one of the cornhole boards, grinning at his opponent. Tossing one of the bags he was holding in the air, he gave the person on the other side a quick nod, then got into position. Aiming, closing one eye for good effect, he drew his hand back and tossed the bag carefully. And game point. A few people around him cheered, and he felt a hand or two clasp him on the back. Leaning down to gather the bags that the other player had thrown, he placed them in a neat pile at the base of the board, shaking his head when someone asked if he was going to play again. Stepping away from the board to give someone else a turn, he turned to look around at the growing crowd in the courtyard. Ahh, junior year. AJ had already dropped his things off in the dorm, though he wasn't sure who his roommate was as of yet. He hadn't really unpacked anything, though he'd made sure his guitar was tucked away in the closet. His father still didn't know about his love for music, and honestly, AJ was afraid to tell him that's where his true passion lay. With a soft sigh, he left the cornhole area and started walking around the edge of the yard. He spotted the back of someones head that he wasn't sure if he knew or not, but they seemed quite interested in something in front of them. Curious, he started towards her, peeking down from his position above her down into her lap. "Whatcha got there?"

[/div][/div] [/div][/div][/div] [div class=cover][div class=background_two][div class=border][div class=main_image][/div] [div class=image_one][/div] [div class=image_two][/div] [div class=image_three][/div][/div][div class=textcontainer_two][div class=header_one]alex james olympus[/div]
[div class=header_two]son of hercules & meg[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[apolla]

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[div class=side_one][div class=textinformation] location[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]in the carnival area[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]outfit[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]click me![/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]with[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]Brock ( r e i ) [/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]mood[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]"MOVE."[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]year[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]3 ~ junior[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div] [/div] [div class=side_two][div class=box][div class=box_info]in character[/div]

[div class=box_text]"Well. Back again." Not speaking to anyone in particular, it came of no surprise to Alexis that no one spoke back to her. With a backpack slung over her shoulder, she veered through the throng of people in the courtyard, barely disguising her smirk when people moved out of her way. It was well known who she was, who her mother was, and what her power was. Although she wasn't supposed to use it against anyone here at the school, people were still afraid. She wasn't, however, and that's what mattered. Above all, her mother had taught her to have no fear. Well, when the woman had been around, anyway. Morgana had had no fear, and she'd gone after her own dreams. Then she'd never come back, leaving Alexis to move in with her aunt and cousins. It hadn't been a terrible thing, but Alexis had wanted her own mother. But you don't always get what you want. Disgusted by the derailment of her own thoughts, she shifted her backpack and pushed someone out of her way to get through. "Move, jesus." She muttered, not bothering to look back at whoever she'd run into. "Fucking assholes." Now she was just in a shit mood. The carnival goers around her were all happy and having a great time, but now she just wanted to smoke something. Fuck.

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[div class=header_two]daughter of morgana[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[div class=side_one][div class=textinformation] location[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]by the ring toss[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]outfit[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]click me![/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]with[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]Eli ( jasmyn ) [/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]mood[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]"Well, well, well."[/div] [div class=divider_two][/div]
[div class=textinformation]year[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]4 ~ senior [/div] [div class=divider_two][/div] [/div] [div class=side_two][div class=box][div class=box_info]in character[/div]

[div class=box_text]Pulling a pack of smokes from his back pocket, Malachi stared at the group of people in the courtyard from the edge, one brow raised as he dug around for his lighter. Finally locating it, he pulled out the zippo and flicked it open on his pants, bringing the flame up to his cigarette and inhaling. Flicking the zippo shut, he shoved it back into his pocket and blew out a steady stream of smoke. There was no way he was getting his face painted. Wondering where his sister had gone, he sighed in annoyance, hoping she hadn't found herself one of these stupid fools to mess with. If so, he would have to put an end to that pronto. Fortunately for her, he couldn't find her at this moment, so there would be no interrupting whatever she was doing. Taking another drag from his cigarette, he wrinkled his nose as someone passed him with their face painted like a dogs. "Pathetic." Deciding to venture into the crowd to see what the fuss was about, he took a few more hits from the cigarette before flicking it, and starting towards the carnival games. They were all cheap and rigged, but that was supposed to be part of the fun, right? He paused when he saw a familiar figure, an evil grin appearing on his lips. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Stepping up next to one of the few people he considered a friend in this place, he watched as Eli tossed a ring, trying to get it to hook on a bottle top. "You missed, there, Eli."

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[div class=header_two]son of cruella de vil[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[SomebodyElse]

Alina was happy that it didn't seem to cross Ella's mind that Alina had been avoiding interacting with everyone. Either that or she was grateful Ella didn't bring it up.
Ella also greeted Runa who had decided to come with Alina. It did seem like Ella was happy to meet Runa and that Alina had brought her along but it didn't seem like they knew eachother. Nonetheless at the very least they were being friendly.
While they introduced theirselves, Gabriel introduced himself to Alina while asking if she had done anything over the summer.
Alina paused. What was she to say? That she had discovered that any trace of her mother's history beyond her adventures in Wonderland as a child were completely untraceable?
There was so much implications and so much on Alina's mind lately that it had been hard for her to even sleep sometimes, lest she lie awake at night wondering about the web of secrecy.
She looked at Gabriel and spoke without directly looking him in the eye, preferring to stare at the floor in thought.
"I don't know. Not much. Just regular summer things I guess."
Alina felt like it was a weak response but she didn't know him, she didn't have the best summer so far and she couldn't simply explain the things going on to a stranger.
"How about you?" Alina asked trying to divert the attention away from her. Alina watched Ella converse with Runa and thought that they would need a long conversation for Alina to confide some troubles in. Meanwhile Alex seemed to talking with another boy although that didn't really concern Alina all that much so she didn't think much of it.
Honestly Alina felt kinda lonely at times although it was just hard to trust anyone at this point in time.

Alina wondered who Gabriel's parents were out of curiosity. She wondered if people were easy at guessing her mother was Alice. Alina didn't think of many people who were famous and had platinum blonde hair and pale skin. Although people didn't seem to mention Alice until she would ever bring it up.
"So whose your parents? Sorry I don't mean to be disrespectful but I kinda am curious." Alina asked Gabriel, looking towards him once more.
Morrighan BurningBridges

 

[Morrighan]

❄ Runa ❄

Runa was doing her best to smile and pretend to be used to so many people. She wished she had her cousin Nikolai's confidence, or his way with strangers. Whenever they saw each other in Arendelle, he always exuded charm and seemed to know the perfect thing to say to just about everything.

When the gorgeous upperclassmen girl - Ella - knew her name and where she was actually from, it took her aback. Most people didn't know about The Enchanted Forest, or thought it didn't classify as a legitimate place of power. Her mother was a powerful woman, but most people outside of Arendelle only really viewed her as a current member of the Royal Family because of her power and her former position as Queen.

"It's really nice to meet you, Ella! How did you know who I was, if you don't mind me asking?"

An older boy came over and shook her hand then, introducing himself as Alex. He seemed sweet, so she gave him a smile and chirped out her own introduction.

"Hi!"​

 

[Morrighan]

✴ River ✴

Today was Welcome to Waldovia Day, another excuse for the Student Council to throw a huge party to celebrate their awesomeness. Today, a bunch of freshmen would be awed by the flash and fun of the festival, only for the reality of classes, assholes, and the less than stellar food options in the dining hall to come crashing down on them. It was easily River's least favorite event of the year.

Even so, they were not about to go out looking like anything less than a snack.

Today was going to be be very andro, which meant that River had to shift out of their cute as hell masculine body from the last couple of days. Not really feeling like coming up with anything knew, the witch decided on their usual mystery-bod. Silver hair, pale green eyes with flecks of periwinkle, long, skinny build, and - of course - some pointed ears for fun.

As they finished their ears, River gave themselves a little smirk of appreciation in the mirror of their vanity. Out of sheer laziness, they'd gone very natural on their makeup - which was more often than not just part of their shift. Glitter, gloss, or anything crazy was done with actual cosmetics, but their eyebrows, lashes, blush, and perfect skin were all products of their own power to command their appearance.

It was wonderful being River sometimes.

Hopping up from their gloriously fuzzy vanity chair, Riv got to work dressing themselves out of their absolutely packed closet.

Having a body that changed style, shape, and size on a regular bases meant having shit ton of clothes, which River was perfectly happy with. For Today, they went with a black crop top hoody over some bleach high-waist skinnies and a pair of black Chelsea boots.

They threw on some glitter gloss and a thin black choker and headed out the door of their dorm.

Time to confuse some kids. ​

 

[AnimeGenork]

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[div class=tag]Annika Grimhilde

[div class=dot]●

[div class=tag]20

[div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Junior[/div] [div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Evil Queen[/div] [/div]

scenario

ugh. MEN.

mood

less amused, more annoyed.

location

courtyard, corn hole tournament.

outfit

here.

interactions

james, niko, alex, josie.

mentions

cairo.

tags

A_Writer ; invariance ; r e i ; BurningBridges ; jasmyn .

The boy had spunk, she had to give him that, but unfortunately, Annika had more of it. There were certain perks to growing up in a prison with no one but your mother to accompany you. Quirking an eyebrow, she retorted, "You need to apologize to the bean bag because you still haven't picked it up. That poor thing works tirelessly to bring us all amusement, and you can't even do it a favor? Some 'good' kid you are."

It was at that moment that good ol' Alex Charming decided to join the fun, and he just happened to bring the bean bag. His insult didn't faze her, but she was certain he would pay for it later. With a snort, she waltzed over and snatched the bean bag from him. "And you're nothing but a set of wasted abdominal muscles. Trouble is fun, doll, don't forget it."

She rolled her eyes at James's comment about sleeping with her. Would these boys ever learn? "And if you were half as amusing as you think you are, I would've slept with you by now. We both know you think nice is overrated." Although, truthfully, she probably wouldn't sleep with him anyway. He just wasn't as much of her type as he thought he was. The only thing he was good for was an amusing banter session. But of course, his male pride was having a joyride today, so he asked which one she'd missed more over the summer: him or Charming. "I missed neither of you. Who needs your stupid male egos when I have a perfectly nice garden to attend to? Charming this 'resting bitch face' off of me takes a lot more than some shirtless days or pretty words. Everyone knows that." This was getting exhausting, and frankly, it wasn't nearly as fun anymore. If she'd known she was going to be interrogated about her (lack of) sex life, she would've kept waiting for Cairo under the apple tree.

The sausage fest was finally broken when her fellow junior, Josephina, joined the party. "Don't you have anything better to do than leap into conversations you know nothing about? Or did you forget your manners now that your summer at your castle are over?" Annika's voice had a slight tinge of bitterness to it, if only because she loathed anyone who lived in a castle of any sort and didn't seem to appreciate it. Why, if she lived in a castle, maybe she could finally be free of her mother... A castle far, far away from and Hooks or Charmings or other goody-two shoes...

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[div class=link]coded by christy.

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[AnimeGenork]

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[div class=tag]Kuzco Inca Jr

[div class=dot]●

[div class=tag]19

[div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Sophomore[/div] [div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Emperor Kuzco[/div] [/div]

scenario

friends friends friends friends.

mood

excitedddd.

location

courtyard.

outfit

here.

interactions

jun.

mentions

n/a.

tags

izayoiix .

Kuzco nodded as Jun briefly recounted his summer. He knew of Jun's struggles to truly connect with his parents - something he himself had never experienced since he was Kuzco Sr's carbon copy - but wasn't sure how to comfort him. He was more about the loud aspects of making someone smile, rather than the "here's a tissue and some ice cream" part. Still, he figured so long as he listened attentively, he was still being a good friend.

"I know exactly what you mean. I barely saw Dad at all - who knew being an emperor was so time-consuming? Not looking forward to that!" It was rarely discussed, how Kuzco was going to be emperor someday. His father had been in charge for so long, it was hard to imagine anyone else in that position. A part of him hoped that day never came and he could always have fun instead...

At Jun's question, he tilted his head. "It was normal. Stayed with Pacha, hung out with Kronk, Chicha wouldn't let me eat junk food... Speaking of junk food! Wanna get some cotton candy? I need sugar in my life, like, yesterday!" He turned them (since their arms were around each other's shoulders) toward the food and started toward it, his mouth already watering at the thought of sweet, sweet sugar.

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[BurningBridges]

Dialogue color: #1338be
Location: Courtyard
Interactions: AnimeGenork A_Writer jasmyn invariance


Alex could truly only laugh at James' audacity. The guy was bold--Alex would give him that. Bold was a good thing in some areas of life. It took that courage to be a strong leader because if you were confident in even your most outlandish decisions, it was harder for people to doubt you. In other areas of life, it was detrimental, and because James seemed to lack a single moral value, that was the case for him. James' comments very rarely warranted much of a response, as Alex knew better than to feed the trolls. His parents had always taught him that if anything, he needed to feel bad for people like James and his family. They were losers who would never amount to anything in life, and they clung to their bitterness because the power they hoped their words possessed was the only power that they had left, now that their families were torn apart and jailed. It got under his skin sometimes because he was only human, and there were times when he did feel like arguing to defend his own honor, like when James claimed that he wanted to sleep with Annika, but he exercised self-restraint and passed on the opportunity. Annika was intriguing to Alex for some reason, but like James, she was clearly bitter and jealous of the people she knew would go farther than her in life.

While Niko's response could have bothered him too, especially because their kingdoms were on amicable terms, he just tossed the bean bag into the air once more, his smile remaining as he caught it. Unlike Ella, Alex wasn't that uptight. Things didn't bother him too easily, and he reminded himself that Niko was young... And also probably not a natural born leader. He clearly didn't understand the concept of networking and putting on a good face when you were representing your kingdom. His response made him seem moody and childish more than it did independent. While some people just saw Waldovia as school, the Charming twins recognized the social and economic benefits that came with demanding a good reputation young. One day, they would all be taking over for their parents in whatever sense of the word that was, and for all Niko knew, Alex would remember this encounter twenty years down the line when his kingdom was being invaded and he was looking to others for help. "Okay, no worries," he responded to the kid, his smile ever present, though he had to hold back from chuckling at how petulant Niko's response sounded in the context of the setting. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to come find us though." Alex recognized that it was always better to kill people with kindness, even when it was hard. There were times when it was too hard and he broke, allowing his temper to show, much to his sister's dismay, but this wasn't one of them. Alex wasn't offended and if anything, he was left feeling mildly amused by the strangeness of it all.

Josie's arrival had only ensured that his smile was authentic, and fitting to his dismissive-cloaked-by-kindness mood, he opted against responding to Annika or James (though he was tempted to respond to Annika just to defend Josie). "Just the person I wanted to see!" he exclaimed. He wanted to hug her, but he also wanted to get away from the bad vibes lurking in this circle, so he nodded his head back towards the group he had come from. "I think we can leave these three to... whatever it is they're doing over here," he said. "Come hang out with Ella, Gabe and I. We need to catch up; I feel like you were M-I-A all summer."​

 

[BurningBridges]

Gabriel Kalo || Dialogue color: #008000 || Location: Courtyard
Ella Charming ||Dialogue color: #fba0e3 || Location: Courtyard


References: Morrighan SomebodyElse
As the young girl confirmed her lineage, Ella smiled. She didn’t suspect that she would be incorrect to begin with, but reassurance was always nice. “Oh, it’s always important to know about those of the kingdoms you're affiliated with,” Ella responded when Runa questioned how she knew who she was. Ella couldn’t claim that she knew literally every person who walked the campus, but it was important to know who your kingdom did business with, and who they didn’t do business with for a specific reason. Other people who held no relevance to the Faraway Kingdom fell a bit farther off on Ella’s radar, but she deserved credit for being pretty good at identifying even most of them. One thing that Ella hated was being caught off guard in any situation because it put her in a vulnerable position. Being at the mercy of another was something that she was uncomfortable with, and in her opinion, the best way to combat the likelihood of that ever happening was by being informed. While being knowledgeable in terms of book smarts was important, being well versed network wise was arguably even more important for anyone who looked to inherit a kingdom one day. Ella knew that not every heir to a throne had that dream, and that was okay—not everyone was as cut out for it as she was. There wasn’t room for them all at the top, after all. “Plus, you have your mom's eyes,” Ella added more kindly after a beat, offering her a smile. She didn’t have her mother’s signature icy blonde hair, but her eyes were equally as striking.

“Has Alina been showing you around? I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time here. It's a great school,” the blonde added, glancing over at Gabe and Alina then. While Ella was proficient in socializing with strangers and making adequate small talk, she was curious as to where her established friends were. She had done her fair share of good-reputation freshman orienting, and she glanced past Runa curiously to see if anyone else in her friend group was carrying their weight. Lillian wasn’t in her line of sight at that very moment, but had she seen her talking to Catarina, she would have felt guilty. Not a guilty feeling that was warranted because Ella had never even met Cat before, so she definitely wasn’t Ella’s responsibility, but… still. With how reputation-aware Ella was, it only made sense that Catarina’s arrival at Waldovia was concerning for various reasons, with one of the main being the impact that it would have on she and Alex’s reputations. Luckily, Catarina’s mother (Ella’s ex-step aunt) was one of the lesser known villains among the kingdoms. She wasn’t a murderer, a village torcher, a kidnapper. The abuse that she had imposed on Ella’s mother was long finished and now she was just a thief and a wannabe. Ella could only assume that the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree and that Catarina was similar which was where her concern lied, but she also hoped that the lack of infamy that came with Drizella was enough for people to not associate the younger girl with the Charmings. One of the big things that they were all supposed to be respecting with this “great idea” of a school that their parents had helped found was that children weren’t responsible for the doings of their parents, and that hopefully a school like this could introduce them all to the many wonderful, honest paths in life that the children of the good and privileged families were exposed to already. Ella found that hard to do with many of the children of villains, most especially when it came to the one that had impacted her own family and kingdom.

As her gaze drifted past the young girl in front of her, she caught sight of her brother who had wandered off towards the other side of the cornhole game area. Of course he was talking with Hook. When did James not find a way to weasel his way into someone else’s innocent day? Annika was there too, which only increased the intensity of Ella’s mental eye roll. They were both trouble.

Gabriel wasn’t conceited enough to think that everyone had to know who he was and where he came from, as many of the other Princes and Princesses felt, especially when interacting with non-royals. It had never really phased him because his mother had taught him that titles meant nothing; it was character that warranted and deserved respect or lack thereof. Plus, he had no idea where Alina came from either, now that he thought of it. “King Naveen and Queen Tiana of Maldonia,” he answered proudly. “If you’ve never been, you’ve gotta come one day! We’ve got the nicest beaches in the world… at least if you ask me. What about you? Are you from Arendelle too?” He had heard Ella’s explanation of who Runa was, and since Alina seemed to know her (as far as Gabe could tell), it seemed like a fair guess. Throw in the light features, and it seemed to fit with typical features associated with the people of that country.


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[jasmyn]

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Son of Genie
& Eden.

[div class=name]Elijah | 19 | Freshman

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interactions: malachi.
tags: apolla

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This was Elijah's first official day at Waldovia and he had to admit that he was overly excited. Any chance there was to meet new people and have a good time, he was the first to jump at. He had found his way around pretty easily, talking to a few people he recognized as he looked for a carnival game that seemed like the line wasn't a mile long for. He finally set his eyes on one and made his way over, determined to win even though he usually sucked since all these games were rigged.

Just as he tossed the first ring, and missed the target, a familiar voice crept up from behind him. He spun around to greet the owner of the distinct voice. "Malachi. You think you could do better?" he said, a goofy grin gracing his face as he held out one of the rings in his hand. He knew Malachi from his travels and the pair had hit it off, which wasn't a surprise since Eli got along with almost anyone. If he had any enemies, he sure didn't know it.

"I didn't know you went here but I'm glad. I'm sure if anyone can help me meet some girls, it's you," he partially joked. It wouldn't be bad to meet a girl but Eli wasn't exactly looking for love and he wasn't the type for one night stands either. He actually already had a crush on someone but since he was a playful flirt by nature, she'd never know it unless he told her. At least, he didn't think so. He took another chance at the ring toss, once again missing before stepping aside and motioning for Malachi to try it out.

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[SomebodyElse]

Alina overheard Ella mentioning her and asking Runa if Alina had been showing her around. Well that wasn't quite untrue but they really had only just met and Alina offered Runa to come hang out and tag along. Meanwhile Gabriel had spoken up about his parents. There was always something about Royalty assuming others were from certain kingdoms. They seemed to always keep track of the different kingdoms and their leaders. Alina wasn't surprised when Gabriel mentioned his parents were King Naveen and Queen Tiana of Maldonia. Especially after he asked if she was from Arendelle. The mention of Arendelle reminded Alina that Elsa was supposed to be pale and have platinum blonde hair much like Alina. It was quite an interesting revelation. Did he perhaps think she was royalty? That would surely be something she thought. Alina definitely wasn't as typical of a royalty type at the school so she probably doubted he thought that. Although plenty of people outside Alina's immediate social circle probably made lots of assumptions about her. Hanging out with the popular kids probably didn't help her reputation although Alina didn't really care about such a thing.
"No. I'm never really lived in a kingdom, always spent more time out in the countryside although I used to live in a big mansion, before my mother and I decided to move into the countryside."
Alina and her mother weren't as rich as Royalty although tales of Alice's adventures made connections with Royalty accessible at times. Although they had decided to move into a small village and try to avoid the attention they got from being Alice and the attention that Alina got alongside it when people found out she was Alice's daughter.
Alina knew her mother had formed some kind of secretive buisness in the years since she left Wonderland. Alina always wondered what exactly Alice had done to amass a small fortune to afford a mansion but she would never tell Alina.
"My mother is Alice so I've bet you've heard all about her adventures in Wonderland and how she supposedly saved Wonderland." Alina said somewhat bitterly.
"Not that any of that matters.. Anyways how long have you been here at Waldovia? This is my second year and last year Ella was one of the first people to befriend me. I'm surprised I haven't seen you before." Alina said thinking of how weird it was she had never seen him before. Weren't all royal descendants supposed to be well known? Perhaps Alina simply needed to get out more. Something about hanging out with people had just felt less appealing lately. She still couldn't focus on people well and the whole secrecy of the clues and hints she begun to find simply terrified her.
Something was just lurking in the shadows of the past and Alina felt like whoever her father was had been involved.
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[jasmyn]

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Daughter of Ursuala
& unknown man.

[div class=name]Leilani | 19

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interactions: caterina. lillian. jason.
tags: A_Writer izayoiix SomebodyElse

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Leilani couldn't help the grin when Lillian teased her back. She wouldn't exactly consider Lillian a friend but she wasn't an enemy either. They messed with each other here and there but they were typically friendly enough to stand one another. "Been there done that. Thought I'd try my luck on land for a while," she quipped back, taking another piece from the cotton candy in her hand.

Her eyes shifted to Caterina, who seemed to genuinely be confused about who Lillian was, and shook her head. Lillian chimed back in before Lani had the chance to correct the girl and anyone who knew Lillian could tell you that she had a ton of attitude. "She's a dalmatian, luv," she said with a soft laugh, "And she does have a pretty mean bite, so I'd be careful," she added with a simple shrug. "We were just having a casual debate. Right?" she said with a grin when Jason chimed in.

It was clear that the girl was new here but she was pretty bold to pick a fight with someone on the first day which was at least a little admirable. "I'm Lani. Daughter of Ursula, before you try to guess," she laughed a little. She would've stuck out her hand but she was too busy eating her cotton candy. "And who might you be?" she asked curiously.

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[jasmyn]

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Daughter of Rapunzel
and Eugene Fitzherbert

[div class=name]Josie | 22 | Junior

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interactions: alex charming. niko. ella charming. runa. gabe. alina.
tags: A_Writer invariance SomebodyElse Morrighan

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Josie rolled her eyes at Annika's comment, deciding not to reply to it. She could've been petty and thrown around insults. Commented back on how she might have a castle too if her mother hadn't tried to kill Snow a dozen times. It wasn't her fault that Annika wasn't a royal or that they had lived very different lives. She could only control her own life and so she just spun around to face Alex, rather than going back and forth with the others. She smiled as her eyes met his, happy to see him again.

"That's because I have. Princess duties don't stop, even on break. Especially with a brother like mine. I feel like I have to pick up double the responsibilities," she groaned a little bit, walking over to where the others where. "Was that Niko? I met him a few times at our parent's parties. Don't worry, you're still my favorite dance partner," she promised with a nudge.

She gave a quick hello to Ella and the Gabe, though she was certain Ella only fake liked her for Alex's sake, or maybe for their royal ties. She wasn't sure why Ella wouldn't like her but she just sometimes got the vibe that she didn't. Regardless, they were friendly with one another. "How was your summer?" she asked the question to everyone. "Oh, Runa. Nice to see you again," she added. The two had met before due to their families, the same way she'd met Niko. "I'm Josiphina, you can call me Josie," she introduced herself upon seeing Alina.

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[A_Writer]

Catarina Tremaine

Overview

Location:	Courtyard
Outfit:	Here
Child of:	Drizella
Tags:	izayoiix jasmyn SomebodyElse

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Even with Lillian making her lineage quite obvious, Catarina still wasn’t sure who she was. It didn’t say anything to Lillian’s family, though. Rather, it just spoke to how isolated Cat’s upbringing had been. She knew of some of the royals of kingdoms outside of her own and some of the villains, but for the most part, it was only because she and her mother had crossed through their territory at some point, looking for new people to make a pretty penny off of while dodging the law. She wasn’t well versed in all of the important people of the world like so many of the others were, and in fact, she was barely even acquainted with more than a handful of people from her own kingdom. Cat had never been her mother’s priority and in turn, Cat had spent most of her youth on her own. She made friends here and there but they were always moving around (and making enemies), that Cat never really found much importance in attempting to get to know people. Attempting to educate herself on important people whom she had never even met wasn’t even something that would have crossed her mind.

Luckily, Lani stepped in to clarify who Lillian was, and then it started to ring a bell. Mother always spoke about how we would one day ‘trade’ Cruella de Vil for one of those fur jackets she was known for. I guess this is the pretty little thing that got in the way, she thought to herself. Her smile hadn’t faltered a bit and she had giggled to herself at Lillian’s feistiness. Now with genuine curiosity and not even mischief behind her thoughts, she wanted to asked Lillian to prove it and then into a dog then and there, but a boy appeared. He asked if there was a problem, which honestly confused Catarina momentarily. Lani, who would then introduce herself as the child of Ursula, claimed that they were just debating.

Catarina rolled her lollipop against her tongue, watching them curiously for a second. “Catarina,” she answered, barely realizing that that didn’t really establish who she was in this context. She continued then, adding, “My mother is Drizella. She isn’t as cool as your mom sounds — She’s never turned anyone into a plant thing,” she said, referencing what she was still unsure was a myth of not about Ursula’s infamous polyp garden. Glancing back towards Lillian, she said, “But she did want to buy one of those coats Cruella was supposed to make you all into, so maybe we can, like, shave you down for the winter this year so I can win ‘Best Mother’s Day Gift Ever’.” Her proposal was only meant lightly and the giggle that followed suit spoke to that, but Cat was blissfully unaware of how her indulgence in “innocent” fun could sometimes be less well received on the other end. At least thing time she didn’t reach for Lillian’s hair again, though the thought did cross her mind.

“You don’t look the way people say your mom looks,” Cat started matter-of-factly, not meaning any offense as she looked at Lani curiously. She was so pretty. She looked like she could be a witch or something, Cat mused internally. “Isn’t she pretty?” she said, glancing to Lillian to seek support in her blatant observation on Lani’s appearance. Cat’s lack of a filter was probably clear now, but it (obviously) wasn’t something that she was concerned with. She glanced towards Jason too, but her current mood determined that the opinion of men were less important today. It would probably do a complete 180 switch by tomorrow, but that was just Cat for ya.

 

[izayoiix]

"li jun . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with kuzco inca jr | tags AnimeGenork​

As his friend nodded along and responded in kind about how he hadn't seen his father, Jun smiled. He could tell that the younger male didn't fully understand. He didn't mind, and he understood in fact. Not everyone had issues with their family like he did, and he was honestly glad for his friend that he didn't have too many problems with his family life. Not that he had too many himself, he was just being a bit of a grump when it came down to it.

"I could've told you that," he laughed. "Do you know how many times either mom or dad couldn't make dinner or something due to meetings with the Emperor? It was ridiculous sometimes. I think it all comes down to scheduling." he told him.

He smiled as Kuzco seemed to relax slightly as they shifted to talking about the rest of his summer. He perked up immensely though at the mention of food. Sugar to be precise. "Yes!" he grinned, patting his shoulder as they turned to the food stands. "How did you know I was starving?"

Jun glanced between the different stands, shifting as needed to dodge around other students who were wandering around. While sugar sounded nice, he really was starving due to his late night and morning rush to get here on time. He hadn't really been able to eat, so he was definitely planning on making up for that.

"What sounds the best..." he mused.

. . . the performer"

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[izayoiix]

"keanu bahari . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with lucille michaels | tags apolla​

Due to him being so absorbed in staring up at the sky and his candy, Keanu jumped at the sudden voice above him. He squirmed and scrambled so he was in an upright position instead of laying back. Now able to properly see who was talking to him, Keanu felt himself flush slightly at the sight of Lucille before him.

"L-Lucy y-yeah I-I um," he stuttered, unable to think of something to say. For Poseidon's sake the girl had just heard him talking to a bag of Skittles, she probably already thought he was nuts! He cursed himself, his grip on the bag of candy tightening the longer his silence went.

"Yes, I, I'm a second year." he swallowed. "Keanu, I'm Keanu." he winced as he repeated himself. He was such an idiot.

What now? He didn't know what to do, what to say, he wasn't expecting someone to have come over to talk to him, what was he supposed to do now? He wasn't very good in social situations, not like his sister. He swallowed nervously again, tightening his grip on the bag of skittles.

"Um, well, they don't. Skittles, I mean, um, I just I was uh rambling. I'm not too good at um talking to people." he winced the second the words came out of his mouth. Gods, he was such an idiot! He really didn't know when to shut his mouth! She probably thought he was an idiot now. He sighed weakly, letting his shoulders sag slightly as he forced himself not to say anything else and dig himself into an even deeper hole.

. . . the dreamer"

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