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

[izayoiix]

"ebonee khalil . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with aj olympus | tags apolla​

Ebonee had been perfectly happy going through her stuff on her own, seeing as she hadn't seen Elias yet. She was so used to the sounds of crowds and the feeling of someone having her back that when the voice came from behind her, she jumped, not having expected anyone to notice her sitting in the shade and out of the way. It only took a second, but once she recovered she tensed, hunching her shoulders forward to provide more cover for her obviously stolen goods.

She'd been in the middle of looking through some guy's wallet for Genie's sake!

She frowned, tilting her head back so she could somewhat see the person who'd snuck up on her. "Can I help you?" she grumbled, quickly using her limited sorcery abilities to move objects to slowly shift the items she'd removed her pockets into a better hiding spot. The last thing she needed was some goody goody getting her kicked out on her first day.

Once the wallet she'd stolen was closed, she lifted her head so it was upright and she wasn't looking at the boy upside down. She twisted her upper body so she could face him properly, shifting her legs into more of a side sitting position so she wasn't contorting herself into an uncomfortable pretzel. Sure she was flexible but that didn't mean she wanted to test how far she could go and how long she could last.

"Not that it's any of your business, seeing as I don't know you, but I was looking for something." she lied calmly, used to having to get out of tricky situations after being caught. In another life, Ebonee was sure she'd be disgusted at how easy the lies came to her, but she lived in reality, and her reality was that she had to steal and lie for a living. She'd grown to accept it long ago.

Due to her position, one of her hands was still hidden behind her leg and she moved a watch she'd nabbed into her grip and held up the contraband proudly. "As you can see, I found it. Anything else I can help you with, Mr. Nosy?"

. . . the thief"

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[r e i]

Cairo Murta

"am i evil? just because my dad is, doesn't mean I am too.”​

Cairo is really agaited. First it was decided that Colby, his twin sister would stay back in the underworld. Something about she needed to learn some manners or something like that. He was forced to come without her, without his twin but his other sister would be there. Calista, was the same age of the twins and shared many of the features that Hades and the siblings shared. So it was quite a lot where they would be mistaken as triplets, and it wasn't like he was going to correct them. It truly felt like it sometimes. That they were triplets. They were the same age, and grew up together. It wasn't like they weren't together 24/7 because they were. It was the one of the perks of being an Hades kid. Being abandoned.

Cairo walked out to the Carnival, searching for Annika who was around here somewhere. He...doesn't exactly know what to describe him and Annika. Truly...they were best friends. She was the only one who truly understood him as he was. Didn't judge him or anyone. Only one other person did that, and....she left him. Nik was one of the people who actually cared and stayed after that. Now...they were...a thing he thinks. Really he's unsure. Their relationship has really truly been confusing him. He loved her but he wasn't sure if...he was...goddamnit. Why were relationships so fucking hard? He shook his head and headed in the carnival having seen Annika with some guys.

Then...he bumped into someone. This, someone, broke his heart and it never healed. He has spent years trying to getting over her but...never fulling could.

"Bethany...."​

mentions: Annika AnimeGenork Beth revalia || with: beth revalia || location: in the middle of the carnival || outfit: xxx​

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[r e i]

Brock Beaumont

"Do I have to be this prince that everyone wants...I just wanna be myself.”​

Brock is very goddamn sleepy. He was up all night with his parents, assuring them that Beth would be safe here. That she isn't gonna be the big evil that they all believe she will. Really, Brock just wanted to scream at them, to trust her. It wasn't like she was evil. She was Beth and Beth hated to be close to anyone. Aside from him, and they were close because of an curse that binds. Beth wouldn't really hang out with him either. He yawns softly as he gets dressed, and sees the carnival from the window. He heads downstairs, and walks out the door and glances around.

Beth isn't up to her yet, he thinks while he walks around the school. Beth hated social interaction but he had begged her to come out and meet his friends. Hopefully, find her own. He has to become a different person, he's less nerdy and more jock. He hated this but a prince is noble and kind. Not too smart but just enough to be regarded as a prince. He groans as he tried to find Beth, while grinning and smiling at everyone becoming the prince that everyone expects him to be when he bumped into a girl.

He glanced at him when she quite rudely bumped into him. Normally he would let it go but he is...in a bad mood. He runs up to the girl and says "The proper thing to say... is excuse me not 'move jesus'"​

mentions: Alexis apolla Beth revalia || with: Alexis apolla || location: in the middle of the carnival || outfit: xxx​

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[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]cassandra thatch [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Milo & Kida Thatch | Outfit[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll]As fun as a carnival and a bonfire sounded, Cassandra was not much of a party goer. However, she did not want to miss a chance to see the festivities take place. If she was not one to enjoy social events, she sure as heck loved to see what kind of activities took place. The first thing she noticed was the colorful and cheerful atmosphere this University had. She had heard that it was not only the kids of heroes and royalty stood afoot on campus but even those considered children of villains. It was an interesting concept to create such a bond to begin with. It was nice to have a place where both could interact without no... what's the word... beef? Coming all the way from Atlantis was rather exhausting but nonetheless, however, she still wanted to make an attempt in at least conversing with at least one person. It was a good thing she went to shower to at least look semi decent so that would make it a bit easier. Her first few sights were exploring the outskirts of the university, there was a small rocky coast on the side which was quite the sight. In fact she was on her way back when she noticed two females that seemed quite close and ready to stir some trouble/fun. She slowly approached with her dimpled smile, "Hi there, are you two new here by any chance? I am myself, been having a look around." She hoped she would at least succeed on interaction. Being half Atlantean, her accent was a bit foreign and she also hoped that her light blue markings on her face were not going to deem her as odd. She loved them but she had seen none like her so far... [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] Tags Makena ( AnimeGenork ) Cai ( r e i )
Location Front steps[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]Bethany Beaumont [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Adam & Belle Beaumont | Outfit [/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll]For a person who was quite anti-social, a carnival was not the ideal set that Bethany pictured herself in. She was already annoyed she was forced to come here by her older brother. 'Come to the Carnival,' he said, 'Meet some of my friends, it would be fun,' he said. Anxiety was bubbling through her as she was moving with her head bowed lost in thought through the crowds of students that had been laughing and mingling at the party. She felt so out of scene and so very tired even though having rested quite well. Beth often felt that as her brother was sleepy MOST of the time which effected her. However, anything felt better than being under her parents' clutches. They had way too much control over her life, her social life (not that she had much) and even her love life... that was the one that hurt her the most. "C'mon Brock, where the heck are you? First you tell me to come to this stupid feast and then you ditch. Hope you got your ass out of bed." she muttered under her breath as she went to take out her mirror to check up on him, she collided into a pair of yet, very familiar arms. Automatically their arms clang together for support and just stood there as if they did so before. As her eyes trailed upwards, her chocolate brown eyes met light blue ones that made her heart jump and halt every time. As much of a private person she was, a glance in her eyes showed everything, how she felt or more so still felt. Speaking of her love life... "Cai... Cairo?" It was then she was at a loss of words. All these years apart and trying her best to forget him cause of the force of her parents went down the drain. Feelings plummeting back just as she saw him. She knew how she felt, yet, she felt a rush of anger that she could not control. This was not her. Something must have been happening to Brock. Anger was also not an emotion she showed. Trying to ignore that feeling, Beth gulped slowly as she opened her plump dark red lips to speak but no words came out. Of all the people in the world she could have collided with, it was the person whose heart she shattered in a million pieces together with her own without no explanation. "H-have you seen my brother around, by any chance?" she muttered the first thing that came to her mind. Well second thing, the first thing was 'I missed you', even the fact they still held one another was just bringing memories that she had just kept buried in her mind. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] Tags Cairo, Brock (
Location Middle of Carnival[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]elias Garah [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Iago Garah; Raised by Jafar | Outfit[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll]Elias was bored out of his mind stuck inside when there was a bunch of ruckus outside. He did not know what he was doing inside, it was unlike him. Although he was still feeling a bit sick he decided to put up a nice smiling face and a decent five second outfit and out he was. He was stoked to start this journey with Ebonee. Speaking of Ebonee, where was his partner in crime? He didn't see or speak with her ever since they arrived. With that he set to find the wanderings of his friend. He motioned wherever the wind took him, the cafeteria then to the main corridor till he eventually landed in the university's courtyard where he noticed a familiar caramel skinned, curly haired misfit preparing herself for a nice little beneficial mission. With a smirk on his face, he leaned against one of the courtyard's columns watching her actions. True she blended with the crowd perfectly but having worked with her throughout childhood, he knew her tricks of the trade. Some he learned from her and some she learned from him. It was a two way street. He let out a soft chuckle as she bumped with a male that seemed twice her side as she shook his head. That being said she made quite the profit. As she saw her slowly slide away, he let himself slowly move towards her location, threading slowly through the crowds giving a wave hear and there just for the sake of being social. However as he was approaching he noticed a male with a much bigger frame then his approach her when she was confirming her loot he frowned. She was not going to be so happy about that, he thought. That being said he proceeded towards the pair who seemed to have initiated a conversation. Noticing Ebonee lying her way through that charade he noticed she in fact holding what looked like a male wallet. Despite not taking part in her quick loot, he still always had her back and this was yet another case. True, he was dramatically upset she did not involve him in business this time but he will live. Catching the last few parts of the conversation he casually slid near the uncomfortable pretzel and as she held the wallet high and mighty he extracted it from her hands and twirled it in his from above, "Yes, you successfully found my wallet that I have been looking for ever since we arrived here missus." Eli teased as he slipped it in his back pocket with the intentions of giving it back to her, later, possibly. "You know for a person who did not want to come to this lunacy, you sure are starting to mingle. Without me might I add, I'm wounded." he stated as he placed his hand over his heart, clutching it dramatically. "Aren't you going to introduce me, hmm?" he inquired as he looked up at the red headed male twice his size with a friendly smile yet a cheeky one when he looked back at his friend. As much as he loved their talent, he loved picking on her in addition. [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] Tags Ebonee ( izayoiix ) AJ ( apolla )
LocationCourtyard[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div]

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[div class=container][div class=image][/div] [div class=blk][div class=title]William Darling [div class=line][/div] [div class=lil]Peter Pan & Wendy darling | Outfit[/div][/div] [div class=b][div class=lilimage][/div][/div] [div class=info] [div class=post][div class=scroll]William was always ecstatic when it came to the start of the scholastic year in the university of Waldovia. It was simply something he enjoyed to escape from the reality of his home together with his desires to reunite with his father back in Neverland. However, he knew that was unlikely. He haven't seen his father ever since his twelfth birthday when Will started growing up. Yet, his father did not look a day older than him as how it should be. Truly, despite his long time existence, his father still had the embodiment of a child whereas Will was now a grown young adult. Will had an aerial of view of the carnival thanks to his father's hat, he started scanning for any familiar faces. He was hyped up with the thrill and cheer throughout campus. It simply brought he joy. It was good to have unity as much academics. As he was flying over the courtyard he noticed a familiar movement, someone dancing and sliding through the crowd with smooth moves that Will only dreamed of ever doing. However, before landing next to him, he did one quick tour around, feeling the air brushed against his freckled face and through his sandy blonde hair. Shortly after, he spotted his room mate next to the karaoke machine with a companion, what looked like another familiar face as a sophmore if he recalled correctly. Nonetheless, as he descended closer, he heard briefly the conversation concerning parents issues. Seemed like he was not the only one with daddy issues. The type of issue he had actually made him want them as he would do anything to see his father. Landing both feet on the ground, Will took his hat and stuffed it in the back pocket of his pants. Opening his arms in welcome, "Eii there roomie! How's it shaken?! Still smooth I hope..." his dimpled smile brought out the glimmer in his eyes. Looking over to the younger male he gave him a warm smile, "Hey man. We were never properly introduced, I've seen you hanging with Jun last year." [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] Tags Li-Jun ( izayoiix ) Kuzco Jr ( AnimeGenork )
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What an interesting group of girls Jason had found. He figured they were too invested in their current conversation to pay much mind to him. To which he didn't really mind. That being said the one who introduced herself as Lani, The Daughter of Ursula made Jason pause for a moment. He figured he wouldn't be the only kid of a villain. But it was quite interesting to find someone else. He wasn't stupid to try to judge people by their heritage. No he was intelligent for a guy. A shame of his gender that most were simply easily led sheep or helpless lunatics. He had enough experience dealing with crappy parents that it really didn't matter to him to bother other people about their heritage. But if someone tried to be too prying about his heritage he wouldn't respond greatly.

The daughter of Ursula had asked one of the other girls to introduce herselves. She said her name was Catarina, the daughter of Drizella. Wasn't that one of Cinderella's stepsisters?
He would've assumed they would've been thrown in jail for child abuse or something. Well everyone deserved a second chance. Except for his mother Malificient. Too many nights spent testing him to make sure he was strong and cold enough to be evil. Even the thought of his mother made him upset in the moment so he quit thinking about it.

She proceeded to make some comment about her mother making coats and shaving the third girl down. He looked quizzically. Was she a dog? That would mean....
Very interesting day indeed. He still felt a pang after that comment though with how bad of a innocent attempt it was supposed to be. If it was a purposeful spite then he would've commended it. But the girl had a ways to go to being able to lace silver words.

Catarina mentioned Leilani looking pretty even turning to Jason. Well someone finally actually gave him a chance to speak. Thank god. While he was certainly entertained by the show he was getting quite tired of being barely paid attention to. Although he could only get mad at the third girl since even the daughter of ursula answered his question.

"I suppose so. Although I think you're much more pretty." He said looking up out of thought casually in a neutral tone.
He inwardly winced when he said it so casually. He wasn't here to flirt. Emily would kill him, or would she? No probably not. They weren't together anymore. But the thought of her being gone and moving on happily made him sad even if it was for her own safety. There were always people who tried to ruin his every waking existence. People like that made Jason want to kick a wall or smash a car.

"I'm Jason. Son of.. No that's not important now..." He said trailing off clenching his left fist momentarily.
He looked up to the group of girls once more. He tried to not make a bad first impression but he wasn't sure he could trust them. He didn't need more people judging his habits or decisions and his constant fighting wouldn't be the best way to open this up. He didn't want to hear the first comment about his mother. If he did he wasn't sure if he'd stay or leave immediately.
"None of you would mind some lesser company" He said sarcastically and somewhat secretively. It really was a point to his gender being less elegant but he didn't try to make it obvious what he meant.
He really was just trying to change the topic away from any curiosity about his heritage.

A_Writer izayoiix jasmyn

 

[A_Writer]

James Hook II

Overview

Location:	Courtyard
Outfit:	Here
Child of:	Captain Hook
Tags:	izayoiix AnimeGenork jasmyn BurningBridges

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The banter among the group brought James nothing less than pleasure. All it took was one bean bag toss going awry for him to cause tension between a small crowd of people. He couldn't have asked for a better way to start the semester off, and the wide grin on his face spoke to that, even after Annika discredited his claim of her attraction to him, and Charming walked off with Josie. He looked at the kid from Arrendelle for a second, trying to analyze him briefly. James didn't care about him all that much as it was, especially now knowing his lineage, but he was a bit perplexed by the way he had responded to Charming. No one needed reassurance that James wasn't complaining about that. He and Alex didn't get along all that well, so watching someone else butt heads with him too, especially in the condescending manner coming from Moving Target, was a show he wouldn't pass up. However, he wondered if the kid knew who Charming was. Even disliking him, James could admit that Alex had a lot of respect and social power on campus, so it seemed odd that another "good kid" would act so abrasively towards him. Especially when Alex had just been being friendly. Sickeningly friendly, as always. Maybe this kid wasn't so "good" after all. That could be fun.

"Pissing off a Charming on his first day," he mused, looking to Annika. "See, I'm such a good role model that even the goody-two-shoes newbies already wanna be part of our clique," he claimed with a smirk as he walked away from them and back to his friends who had been playing the corn hole game. "It's gonna be a good year; I can feel it!" he called back to the group he had just left, offering them a wink before rejoining his friends.

 

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[div class=container][div class=textbox]niko said nothing back to the offended stranger, alex, and instead he turned his attention to the vaguely familiar girl approaching their tense group. he had seen her at several parties niko's parents had attended and out of boredom he had struck up conversations with her. it went no farther than that, but niko was sure her name was josie. he felt a mild sense of disappointment when she turned to warmly greet charming, leaving niko to flounder slightly until she left. turning to hook and annika, niko felt the frown form on his perpeutally cold face, drawing his thick eyebrows downward. it seemed that unlike at arendelle, the line between "good" people and "evil" people was a bold, black-and-white line that nobody dared to cross. suddenly niko found himself in the gray area that shouldn't exist between, struggling to decide whether he was one of the "good" kids or one of the "evil" kids. considering his heritage, he would feel naturally inclined to hang out with his fellow "good" kids, but judging from the sickeningly fake atmosphere around the charming twins and josie, niko had no intention of making friends with them. turning to annika, niko let the frustration show briefly on his face before he packed it away, years of training helping him mask his emotions. "why does everyone think there's such a straight, bold line between good and evil?" he questioned softly, genuinely asking for an answer but leaving it open enough that annika didn't have to respond if she didn't wish to.

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Daughter of
Hades and Cora

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Calista looked around the school grounds, a cup settled in each of her perfectly manicured hands. She and Cairo had separated when they got here so she could go find a lemonade stand. They were both still upset that Colby hadn't joined them but at least they would have each other. Her eyes quickly landed on her brother and then the shifted to Bethany, who was standing right in front of him. Shit. That wasn't good. She walked over, pushing through the small crowd and flashed a smile.

"Beth! I actually think I saw your brother over there," she motioned off in the distance in an effort to direct the girl's attention anywhere else. She liked Beth and thought that her brother had never been happier than the months he spent with her but she also knew that Beth had hurt him. Even if that was unintentional, she had a loyalty to her brother above all else. Of course, he knew that his sister still talked to Beth but he also knew that Calista would cut off anyone for him if he asked her to. No question.

"I can help you find him. If you want," she offered, seeing that Annika was heading their way. If Beth found out about Annika and Cairo's makeout sessions, who knew if there would be a chance for their love to recover. "Oh! Cai, I got you one too," she said as she handed him the spare lemonade in her hand. She spun back to the girl who was still standing in front of her and Cairo, they both seemed at a loss for words for a second and before Calista could lead her away, Annika had already reached the group. "Annika. How was your summer? We were just going to look for Brock," she spoke, once again hoping to end this encounter before it could get out of hand. That was unlikely though.

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[izayoiix]

"lillian radcliffe . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with lani ; cat ; jason | tags jasmyn A_Writer SomebodyElse​

Lily was honestly beginning to wonder why it seemed that all the annoying freshmen seemed to be flocking to her this morning. She stayed far away from any type of welcoming committee so she would avoid this annoying and honestly quite awkward phase of college. Lani was the only one she was somewhat okay with talking to at the moment, seeing as the sophomore wasn't trying to touch her without permission and actually had some brain cells.

Shame all the new students seemed to be lacking in that department.

"Well this has been fun and all," she lied blatantly, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

In all honesty, Lillian didn't give a damn about whatever the hell Cruella de Vil wanted, and she could tell the girl in front of her was obviously failing at making a joke, but the ingrained familial loyalty in her caused her lip to curl slightly at the name of the woman who'd hunted her kin for their fur. "Cute." she huffed under her breath. She forced herself to take a deep breath and take another sip from her drink.

As everyone else began to do introductions, Lily finally couldn't take it anymore. She rolled her eyes, taking another deep breath. "Like I said, it's been fun, but unless anyone has an actual reason to keep bothering me, I can't seem to understand why you're still standing in front of me." she said with a clearly fake and overly bright smile, voice thick and heavy with fake sincerity.

. . . the dalmatian"

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[div class=box_text]Though Lucy hadn't expected to hear him talking to a bag of skittles, and the fact that he had been made her wonder for a moment if she'd picked the wrong person to talk to, he seemed charming in a... geeky sort of way. The stuttering just confirmed her theory. Tilting her head some as he stumbled through his words, she wasn't one to walk away from someone without seeing at least what they were about. Who knew? Maybe he could prove himself useful in the future. Or in the present, whichever. The silence stretched on as he gripped his bag of candy but she stood there patiently, waiting for his return introduction. She did manage an eyebrow raise before he finally spoke. "Keanu. I like it. I thought you looked familiar." Not about to sit on the grass and ruin her outfit or flash someone, she almost wished she'd brought a jacket or something to set down. "We shared a class or two last year, I'm sure of it." He seemed nervous, and she couldn't deny that she liked the affect she was having on him. He was cute, again, in a geeky sort of way. She found that she liked it. A smile graced her features as he explained that no, skittles weren't able to talk. She even laughed a little bit. Bless his heart. "I can tell." She nodded in response to his latter statement. "There's nothing to be nervous about." Moving a bit closer, she knelt down next to him, innocently holding out her hand. "Mind if I have some?"

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[div class=side_one][div class=textinformation] location[/div] [div class=textinformation_two]by the tree[/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]Ebonee ( izayoiix ); Elias ( revalia ) [/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]AJ couldn't tell what she was looking at or doing; his question was completely innocent. The son of Hercules was the male epitome of a social butterfly; he could talk to anyone. Even though some social scenes drained him and made him want to just curl up with his guitar and play for hours, he had learned from the best how to fake it til you make it. That would be his mother. He loved both of his parents to pieces, but sometimes he wondered just how they had fallen in love when they seemed so opposite. But now wasn't the time for those thoughts. He noticed the girl stiffen at his approach, and felt a slight frown appear on his features. Whatever she'd been doing or looking at, she didn't want him to know, and that just made him all the more curious. He took a step closer, but paused when she turned her head to look at him. "Well, I was just... I saw you sitting here and thought I'd come talk to you. I like getting to know my classmates." Silence settled between them for a moment before she uprighted her head, twisting so that she could look at him better. "Well, no, but that's easily fixed. I'm AJ. Son of Hercules." He was proud to be the son of Hercules, though at times he wished his father's name didn't carry so much weight. "Not that that is a defining feature of mine." He added, not wanting her to think he was trying to boast when he wasn't. She held up a watch that obviously belonged to a male, and AJ quirked a brow in her direction. "You holding onto that for someone?" He questioned, just as a male approached them. Easily lifting a wallet from her grasp, he talked to the girl as though he knew her. Siblings, maybe? Or just friends? Something more? Sliding his hands in his pockets, he looked back and forth between the two. At the mention of an introduction, he made a soft 'oh' sound and stepped forward, offering his hand to the guy. "AJ. And you are?"

[/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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[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]"Color me interested."[/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]Alexis wasn't expecting to have a good time here at the carnival, and she really wasn't sure why she was still out here. She wasn't going to get her face painted or try to win a cheap prize, and so far, there wasn't anyone worth talking to. People tended to stay away from her anyway, and that suited her just fine. With a scowl on her face, she'd shoved her way through the crowd. She wasn't expecting someone to have a comeback. Hearing someone talking near her, she looked automatically, realizing moments later that he was in fact talking to her. She opened her mouth to say something smart back to him, though paused when she actually looked at him. He wasn't bad on the eyes, that was for sure. She didn't know him, but that didn't mean that couldn't change. "Well, well, well. Looks like someone is a little cranky today." Turning to face him, she glanced around, her dermals shining in the light. "Where's your posse? Your friends? Why are you in such a bad mood?"

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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]Malachi watched as Elijah tried again to win at the ring toss but failed. "This game is rigged. You'll never win." He shook his head, scoffing slightly. "No one can win this game. It's impossible. They all are." He gestured around, though Eli's next comment made him look back at his friend, a grin on his face. "So you wanna meet girls but you're sitting here playing ring toss? God, you do need my help." Eli stepped aside and gestured for Malachi to try. Shrugging, he grabbed one of the rings and tossed it haphazardly. He missed, of course, and scoffed again. "This is annoying." Grabbing another ring, he tried again, stunning himself as he managed to loop it around one of the bottle necks. The attendant for the game handed him a stuffed dalmation. "Ironic." He muttered, shoving the animal into Eli's grip. "Here, use this to impress a girl." Turning away from the game, he looked around. "Got anyone in mind? You're not a bad looking guy, you should be able to have anyone here you want." Starting to walk away from the game, he glanced back at Eli. "So come on. Spill. Who is it?"

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

a new friend approacheth?

mood

soooo chill.

location

courtyard.

outfit

here.

interactions

jun, william.

mentions

n/a.

tags

izayoiix revalia .

Kuzie shook his head in wonder. “How hard is it to schedule time for your kids? Aren’t we supposed to be their reason for living or something? Eh, whatever…” he mused, noticing right away when Jun perked up at the mention of sugary food. They certainly were kindred spirits. That was precisely why they were friends!

“It’s a future leader’s job to know these sorts of things,” he joked. He also glanced around at the different stands. It was hard choosing which source of sugar he wanted the most, but the cotton candy certainly sounded the most enticing. “I don’t know about you, but I want some cotton candy. How does that sound?”

Almost out of nowhere, someone landed in front of them, but Kuzie thought perhaps he recognized him. It was hard to tell, though, since all the faces blurred together after a while unless he was close friends with them. When he greeted Jun as “roomie,” he understood. He hadn’t met his own new roommate yet, but he was sure they would get along. By asking around, he’d found out it was the son of the Genie, which was sure to be an awesome time—their fathers were both spectacular beings.

Smiling at the other boy’s warm smile, Kuzie nodded. “Hey there. Name’s Kuzco Junior, but I go by Kuzie or Junior. Not sure I know who you are, though that flying trick you did was pretty sick. You’re roommates with Jun? Are you two going to be throwing parties all the time, then? I’m invited, right?” he joked, letting out a warm laugh.

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[div class=tag]Makena Sowande

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[div class=tag]20

[div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Sophomore[/div] [div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Kovu & Kiara[/div] [/div]

scenario

a challenger, perhaps.

mood

not so bored, possibly helpful.

location

front steps.

outfit

here.

interactions

cai, cassie.

mentions

n/a.

tags

r e i revalia .

Makena knew right away when Cai had joined her. Snorting the slightest bit, she craned her neck to look at her young aunt. “I don’t really know anyone besides you, Cai, where else would I be?” She turned back to the crowd, where some drama seemed to unfold and fold back up near the cornhole tournament.

Hearing her aunt’s plan, she chuckled. “Grandlion Simby didn’t like it when you did that, but it was hilarious… Maybe we could stir up some trouble there by the cornhole. Whatever was going on over there cooled down way too quickly.”

Her thoughts were interrupted when a perfectly nice-looking girl with an interesting accent approached them. Tilting her head and twirling one of her pink-dyed strands, she said, “Nah, this is our second year. Is the campus boring to you, too?” Looking the girl up and down, she mused, “Where are you from? Your markings are kinda cool, and I’ve never heard an accent like that before, which is saying a lot, cuz I’m a lion.”

This girl seemed entirely too nice for the likes of her or Cai, but she supposed it wouldn’t be too much of a hassle to help her out if need may be. Us weird-accented girls gotta stick together, right?

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[div class=tag]Annika Grimhilde

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[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

that *expletive*.

mood

p i s s e d.

location

courtyard, corn hole tournament > dragging cairo away.

outfit

here.

interactions

niko, cairo, bethany, calista.

mentions

alex, james, josie.

tags

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

Annika was pretty close to splitting the stolen bean bag this point. Why did men have to be so annoying? No wonder her mother had never remarried after her botched attempt to kill Snow White. She was also pissed that some were starting to full on ignore her, which wasn’t okay by any standards—didn’t these people know who her mother was, and how capable she was of paralyzing them for all time?

Whatever, it’s not like they were worth her time anyway. Alex was just a set of abs to stare at, and Josie? An unfortunate turn of events had somehow led to them being roommates. Great. She’d probably shove all that castle and princess crap right in her face for the entire year. When could she start rooming on her own, again?

James wasn’t even bothering to continue the banter anymore, and he walked away. Narrowing her eyes, she drew back her arm and threw the bean bag, hard, pegging him right on the back of his head. Some “good year” this was turning out to be.

Then she found Cairo.

And her. Annika felt a growl deep in her throat, and she knew this was probably going to end badly for someone, most likely the bitch that had broken Cairo’s heart all those years ago. He still wasn’t over it, and she could tell—she had to be the one to hold him and make him feel better. Damn her.

She registered the foolish freshman’s question and knew it was her time to exit. Meeting his stare coldly, she intoned, “Because that line separates the groups of people who do nothing but hurt each other.” With that, she ignored everyone else and stormed off toward Cairo and Bethany (and now Calista), trying not to let her rage show too much on her face.

Perhaps she could have appreciated Calista’s efforts to mediate the situation, but seriously, how naïve could she be? There was hell to be paid for hurting the son of Hell’s ruler and, by extension, the Evil Queen’s daughter. “Fine,” she muttered. “Prison’s always fun in the summer, isn’t it, Princess?” she practically spat in Bethany’s direction. Such a goody goody like her wouldn’t know the first thing about prison.

What was this about her brother? She could care less. Linking her arm through Cairo’s and giving Bethany the nastiest glare possible, she started walking away. “I highly doubt he’s anywhere around here. Cairo, we’re going. You made me wait forever for you, and you won’t believe what that asshat James just said to me…” Hopefully, Cairo would follow her instead of protest—honestly, everything would have been much simpler if he’d just listened to her in the first place about that girl, but look where they were now!

Honestly, it was like she was in a different sort of prison now.

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[div class=tag]Jasper Hook

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[div class=tag]18

[div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Freshman[/div] [div class=dot]●[/div] [div class=tag]Captain Hook[/div] [/div]

scenario

avoidance tactics.

mood

utterly embarrassed.

location

library > his room > front lawn.

outfit

here.

interactions

n/a.

mentions

james, cai, makena, cassie.

tags

A_Writer ; r e i ; revalia .

Jasper couldn’t possibly decide what to read today. The urge to read everything in this library was welling up within him, so he decided he’d peruse his own selection of books and see what he was craving at this current moment.

He wasn’t much for running, but this was important, so he did the best he could to reach his room quickly. His roommate was apparently all moved in, but he barely noticed, as he went straight for his selection of books. Hm… it seemed like he was craving more of a fantasy feel, or maybe some historical biographies… This would suffice.

Rushing back downstairs with a few books in his arms, he barely noticed anyone he was passing, even though he clearly rushed by three girls.

And then—

He tripped and fell, sending the books flying in front of him.

“Ow…” he muttered, pushing himself up and rubbing his opposite elbow, which was smarting. Way to go, Jasper… no wonder James and Dad don’t like you…

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[izayoiix]

"ebonee khalil . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with aj ; elias | tags apolla revalia​

Ebonee didn't let the relief and security that flooded her system show as she grew increasingly more confident in her scheme. "Yeah, and his wallet too." she smirked as Elias sidled up beside her and took the wallet from her grasp. She then turned her head slightly so she could display her smirk to her partner. "Well, seeing as I don't know him, I'll leave that to him." she joked.

"And hey! If you don't wanna wake up, then I'm gonna get bored and wander." she joked to his first statement.

At the interloper's introduction, Ebonee sighed. She shifted, making sure all of her loot was hidden back in her pockets before she stood up, brushing off a random blade of grass from her jeans. "Well I guess if we have to get chummy while we're here..." she huffed, cocking her hip out to the side as she rested her hand on it. "Ebonee Khalil." she offered in response, not bothering to mention who her father was.

She wasn't ashamed of her heritage, but she didn't particular care to broadcast her father's identity on her first day in a school full of prince's and princesses. Maybe they weren't all stuck up shit heads, but she'd rather get an idea of who she talked to before she went around sharing personal information.

. . . the thief"

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[izayoiix]

"li jun . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with kuzco jr ; william | tags AnimeGenork revalia​

Jun laughed at his friend's comment, and perked up when he mentioned cotton candy. "Hm, that sounds good. Maybe some funnel cake too or something." he mused. "It's our first day, we deserve to pig out a bit before getting down to the nitty gritty." he joked.

When his friend and roommate, William Darling, landed in front of them, he grinned. "Hey, Will!" he cheered. As Kuzie introduced himself, he nodded along. "Yeah, I met Kuzie last year, he's a sophomore now." he explained. "Kuzie, this is my friend and roommate, William Darling."

"It's going good, going good," he responded. "How're you doing? We're hunting for crap we shouldn't eat, but don't care about today," he laughed. "Wanna join?"

Jun glanced around, looking at the different food options, still trying to decide what he should get. He was ready to leave his summer in the past and move forward with his senior year. With two of his friends with him on the first day, he felt things were looking up for him after the downward spiral his last few months had been. He was ready to finish his schooling and move forward. All the possibilities were exciting.

. . . the performer"

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[izayoiix]

"keanu bahari . . .

location waldovia courtyard | with lucille michaels | tags apolla​

At her words, all Keanu wanted to do was slam his head back against the tree and melt into the grass beneath him so he was no longer visible. He was such an idiot, of course she knew that skittles didn't talk, everyone knew that! Ugh, he couldn't believe how stupid he was. He groaned silently, wondering why she hadn't just walked away from him already.

He jolted somewhat in place, freezing at the thoughts running through his brain. Not that he wanted her to walk away! He didn't really care to be alone again, and Lucy was pretty nice, now that she actually recognized him as someone else in her year. Wow, he couldn't believe how dumb he was being, once again, he was making them sit in silence as he freaked out in his mind. Gods above, he was pathetic. He winced.

"Oh! Uh here," he said, noticing her crouch before him. He shrugged out of his jacket, offering it up to her. "Uh, in case you wanted to sit down, or something..." he mumbled, feeling heat crawl up his neck. He cleared his throat after a moment before he registered that she had actually asked him something.

Idiot! Gods, he was so stupid.

"Oh, yeah, sure, totally!" he rambled out as he shook the bag a little over her open hand, dropping a few pieces of the candy out. "So uh, you, um, looking forward to this year?" he asked, searching for something to talk about. He really didn't want to look an idiot any more, it was amazing she was still talking to him as is.

. . . the dreamer"

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[jasmyn]

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Daughter of Ursuala
& unknown man.

[div class=name]Leilani | 19

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outfit: click to see.
interactions: caterina. lillian. jason. callie.
tags: A_Writer izayoiix SomebodyElse r e i

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"I'm not quite sure if cool is the word I would use to describe my mother, but she was quite powerful," Leilani laughed at the young girl's comment. It wasn't that Lani hated her mother but she didn't like her much either. This was mostly due to the way she had treated Keanu. Even when Lani had tried to shield him from the mistreatment, it didn't always work. Being so over-protective of her little brother, Lani couldn't help but have strong feelings of anger towards her mother.

She was pulled from her thoughts whenever Lillian coldly asked why people were still bothering her. Lani rolled her eyes at the attitude still in the girl's voice. "No need to be so test-y. We all know you're not afraid to bite," she laughed, half-joking as she looked back to the younger girl. "I like you. You have spunk. If you ever need help getting around, you can always find me," she said to Caterina. She wasn't always so friendly but the girl struck her as a good ally. She didn't seem the type to back down from anyone and Lani liked that.

With that she spun around and waltzed off, leaving Cat and Jason behind as she went to find something to get into. She picked another piece of cotton candy and took a bite, scanning the school grounds once again. Her eyes caught her little brother speaking to a young girl so only recognized because they were set to be roommates this year. Good. If anything she could keep an eye on the girl who seemed to have taken interest in her brother. She decided to leave him be and find someone else to mingle with. The next person her eyes landed on was Callie and she decided to walk over.

"Ah, we meet again. Want some?" she offered the cotton candy with a smile. "How lucky I must be to have run into you. Enjoying the festivities so far?" she asked as she leaned against a nearby stand. She'd only met Callie at the orientation recently but they had seemed to have a connection she couldn't quite explain. Lani liked the girl and she found her quite endearing but she didn't know much about her and she intended to change that.

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[jasmyn]

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Son of Genie
& Eden.

[div class=name]Elijah | 19 | Freshman

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outfit: click to see.
interactions: malachi.
tags: apolla

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Elijah watched as Malachi tried, and failed, to win at the ring toss the first time. Eli was about to comment on this when his friend tried again, this time making it. Of course, leave it to him to actually win a rigged game. "She's probably more of a cat person," he said as he fiddled the plush dalmatian in his hands. He walked with Malachi, trying to decide whether or not to dish out the name of his crush.

He hadn't really gotten to know the girl and for some reason, his normally outgoing nature was absent when he saw her. Instead of telling Malachi, who he knew could likely help him, he decided to keep her real name to himself. "Her name is Gen. She doesn't go here so you probably wouldn't know her," Eli lied with a shrug."What about you? Have your eye on anyone?" he asked in an obvious attempt to take the heat off himself. "A ladies man such as yourself must have women lined, eh?" he joked.

"Okay, okay," he said in response to Malachi clearly not buying his lie, "It's Makena," he finally confessed after a deep breath. He hadn't wanted to seem stupid, having a crush on a girl he'd barely interacted with. She probably wouldn't go for him anyway but still, he didn't see the real harm in telling Malachi. It was just a school crush, right? At least, that's what he told himself.

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