Easy Money, Hard Lessons.

[Jofune Tsurabisu]

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[TheRuleBook]

Name: Natalia Ambrosia Tidus


D.O.B: April 1, 1997


Age: 16


Sex: Female


Race: Greek


Hobbies: Singing/screaming, skating, writing music, running, videogames


Likes: Honesty, cupcakes, most new people


Dislikes: Secrets, spiders, brussle sprouts


Blood type: -O


Personality: Natalia seems "hardcore" when you first look at her peircings and her clothes that she wears, if you try to approach her though, you will find out rather quickly that she is quite shy. Once she starts to warm up to you she becomes much more comedic and out going.


Backstory: Natalia had never really been a reserved kid before her parent were killed, and does she remember that night vividly. The attcker had come in through the front door at 9:41pm April 8, a week after her birthday, she though it was her dad leaving to get his lunchbox that he always forgets in his truck, so she though nothing of it. Several moments later she heard a blood curdling scream from her mother, she ran halfway down the stairs so she could see the kitchen and saw her mother and father hacked to prices. The man saw herand chased her he was able to swing her once that left her with a scar from the lower left side of her jaw that ended just past her shoulder blade. Once she got back up the stairs she grabbed a vase and threw it at the attacker she grabbed his weapon and took a hack at him for what he had done to her then after she remembered what he had done to here parents she just kept swinging the blade. She didn't stop until she saw her blood dribbling down her left arm. The police and the ambulance came the ambulance took her away the police kept her away and did not let her return for another month. She packed her things and moved in with her sister in her sorority she got a job as soon as she could to help her sister be able to pay for an apartment as soon as she moved out of the sororoity. She always dresses now to cover up as much of the scar as possible so she won't have any questions asked about what happened that night.


Any skills outside of education: Being able to eat 10 hotdogs in under a minute, singing/screaming, and being able to name every pokemon in numerical order.


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May the gods watch over you,


TheRuleBook

 

[Jofune Tsurabisu]

Name: Natalia Ambrosia Tidus
D.O.B: April 1, 1997


Age: 16


Sex: Female


Race: Greek


Hobbies: Singing/screaming, skating, writing music, running, videogames


Likes: Honesty, cupcakes, most new people


Dislikes: Secrets, spiders, brussle sprouts


Blood type: -O


Personality: Natalia seems "hardcore" when you first look at her peircings and her clothes that she wears, if you try to approach her though, you will find out rather quickly that she is quite shy. Once she starts to warm up to you she becomes much more comedic and out going.


Backstory: Natalia had never really been a reserved kid before her parent were killed, and does she remember that night vividly. The attcker had come in through the front door at 9:41pm April 8, a week after her birthday, she though it was her dad leaving to get his lunchbox that he always forgets in his truck, so she though nothing of it. Several moments later she heard a blood curdling scream from her mother, she ran halfway down the stairs so she could see the kitchen and saw her mother and father hacked to prices. The man saw herand chased her he was able to swing her once that left her with a scar from the lower left side of her jaw that ended just past her shoulder blade. Once she got back up the stairs she grabbed a vase and threw it at the attacker she grabbed his weapon and took a hack at him for what he had done to her then after she remembered what he had done to here parents she just kept swinging the blade. She didn't stop until she saw her blood dribbling down her left arm. The police and the ambulance came the ambulance took her away the police kept her away and did not let her return for another month. She packed her things and moved in with her sister in her sorority she got a job as soon as she could to help her sister be able to pay for an apartment as soon as she moved out of the sororoity. She always dresses now to cover up as much of the scar as possible so she won't have any questions asked about what happened that night.


Any skills outside of education: Being able to eat 10 hotdogs in under a minute, singing/screaming, and being able to name every pokemon in numerical order.


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May the gods watch over you,


TheRuleBook

Approved. Please pick up your story at the moment the man gives you the letter. Also write out your arrival to the airport. An Ospry will be waiting for all students.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Name: Jack Christensen


D.O.B: June 13, 1997


Age: 16


Sex: Male


Race: Germanic


Hobbies: Hunting, fishing, running, reading, basketball, video games and graffiti.


Likes: Girls, guns, cars and trucks, art, sports, etc.


Dislikes: Hippies, minorities, vegetables, classes, etc.


Blood type: A+


Personality:


Backstory: Jack was born in the hills of West Virginia, in Stockton, a small coal town some seventy five miles from Morgantown and sixty years away from the rest of the world. Jack's father was a miner, having worked the job since he was eighteen. His mother was a nurse, taking care of patients (mostly elderly or injured miners) at a local clinic. These long hours separated Jack from his parents as he grew up, making a lonely existence for an only child. Things grew worse as Jack grew into a teenager, as his father was forced to travel for work. His mother drank heavily and was completely absent more days than not. It was at this point, as Jack pumped his battered, rusted truck full of gas at the local station that a man handed him the promise of a million dollars. He smiled. "Fuck it." he proclaimed happily, eager to take any chance he was given.


Any skills outside of education: Can handle and maintain most firearms and vehicles, is a strong distance runner, is strong in math and science and is rather self reliant, a side effect of growing up in the backwoods.


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only rule is No non humans. copy and paste into your reply.


Approved, start your part from the moment the gentleman gives you the letter.

 

[TurtleGod]

Name: Kilo

D.O.B: (depends on what year it is in the RP. I have no idea, so not putting anything here)

Age: 12

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Hobbies: Playing soccer, pretending to be people.

Likes: Cupcakes, candies, and other small sweets.

Dislikes: Dishonest people.

Blood type: (Does this really matter? *sigh*) B positive.

Personality: Very fun and outgoing, and very childish. Sometimes he takes control of himself and actually gets serious for a while, but eventually the child part of him takes over again.

Backstory: Kilo was a troubled child. He was always bullied at school, day after day. Until one day, one of the bullies smacked his head into a wall. They had never actually hurt him, they usually just teased him. Well, now his anger hormones activated, sending him into a frenzy. When he "woke up" from the rage state, he found all of the bullies dead. He quickly rushed away from the site, murmuring to himself. When he woke up the next day, he found himself acting like a child. He only noticed it for a brief moment when he was grabbing five cookies out of his fridge. He usually only got one, as his sugar levels used to be off the charts. After that, he never paid attention to his childish acts as they had become normal. He continued on with this life, until the eventful day. Oh, yes, the eventful day... (The day this RP is happening.)

Any skills outside of education: He has pretty strong body, although it may be hidden. The most he can lift is 124 pounds. He can also identify situations if he is calm enough, and even plan out escapes from them.

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[Jofune Tsurabisu]

Name: Kilo

D.O.B: (depends on what year it is in the RP. I have no idea, so not putting anything here)

Age: 12

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Hobbies: Playing soccer, pretending to be people.

Likes: Cupcakes, candies, and other small sweets.

Dislikes: Dishonest people.

Blood type: (Does this really matter? *sigh*) B positive.

Personality: Very fun and outgoing, and very childish. Sometimes he takes control of himself and actually gets serious for a while, but eventually the child part of him takes over again.

Backstory: Kilo was a troubled child. He was always bullied at school, day after day. Until one day, one of the bullies smacked his head into a wall. They had never actually hurt him, they usually just teased him. Well, now his anger hormones activated, sending him into a frenzy. When he "woke up" from the rage state, he found all of the bullies dead. He quickly rushed away from the site, murmuring to himself. When he woke up the next day, he found himself acting like a child. He only noticed it for a brief moment when he was grabbing five cookies out of his fridge. He usually only got one, as his sugar levels used to be off the charts. After that, he never paid attention to his childish acts as they had become normal. He continued on with this life, until the eventful day. Oh, yes, the eventful day... (The day this RP is happening.)

Any skills outside of education: He has pretty strong body, although it may be hidden. The most he can lift is 23 pounds. He can also identify situations if he is calm enough, and even plan out escapes from them.

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Approved. Start where the others have started.

 

[QueenCupCake]

Name: Maya Wilkins


D.O.B: July 10th 1997


Age: 17


Sex: Female


Race: White


Hobbies: painting, playing guitar, singing


Likes: Music, writing, nice people, candy


Dislikes: mean people, liars


Blood type: ab+


Personality: shy and quiet when you first meet her, extremely nice


Backstory: Her mother left the family after her wealthy father cheated one too many times, her father couldn't take it, therefore drank himself into sickness. She's quiet because after what happened to her family, she's not really sure she can trust anything anymore


Any skills outside of education: painting, writing songs, singing, playing guitar


Character photo or Description: (anime is fine.)


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[Jofune Tsurabisu]

Name: Maya Wilkins
D.O.B: July 10th 1997


Age: 17


Sex: Female


Race: White


Hobbies: painting, playing guitar, singing


Likes: Music, writing, nice people, candy


Dislikes: mean people, liars


Blood type: ab+


Personality: shy and quiet when you first meet her, extremely nice


Backstory: Her mother left the family after her wealthy father cheated one too many times, her father couldn't take it, therefore drank himself into sickness. She's quiet because after what happened to her family, she's not really sure she can trust anything anymore


Any skills outside of education: painting, writing songs, singing, playing guitar


Character photo or Description: (anime is fine.)


only rule is No non humans. copy and paste into your reply.

Approved, start where the others start.

 

[QueenCupCake]

I kind of already did haha sorry.

 

[Jofune Tsurabisu]

no worries.

 

[The Doorman]

Name: Felix Bellumierre III


D.O.B: December 30th, [insert year here]


Age: 16 Years


Sex: Male


Race: White


Ethnicity: English on his father's and French on his mother's, both apparently royal bloodlines.


Hobbies: Being wealthy, tennis, piano and violin playing, being a snob, avoiding bacteria, ballroom dancing, leading a double life, fencing, polo, laughing in the faces of "peasants", having a butler, being interesting because he has a lot of hobbies, bragging.


Likes: Money, ponies, being waited on, being rich, being a snob, his ego.


Dislikes: Common folk, dirt, dark clothing, authority figures, the dark, physical activity, common teen romance, his asthma.


Blood type: O-


Personality: Felix is the typical stuck up snob, his parents are overwhelmingly wealthy and because of that he believes the world owes him everything. He has no manners when it comes butting into conversations, shoving past people, insensitivity, personal affairs, he is not the least bit chivalrous or polite, but he always sits with perfect posture, completes assignments before they are due, and usually overachieving, minds is manners at the table, and he is popular with his instructors. Some may say to give him a chance, perhaps this is a facade to protect himself, but it's the fact that he has always found his silver spoons settled neatly on a gold platter that he acts the way he does, and he's far too stubborn to see these flaws.


Back story: Felix has had an easy life, as you'd likely guessed. Money, material possessions, exotic pets, wealthy friends, a pre-destined fiancé, the ability to do what he wanted when he wanted to, all of that was his, but there are two sides to every story. Buried in his past is a tale of the young heir of the Bellumierre house, the single child of Margret and Hershall Bellumierre, two loving parents who rarely appear anymore, the life of royal blood isn't all it's cracked up to be. It never really is. Alongside his wealth is a series of illnesses due to genetic mutations, he's very susceptible to illness and though some thing his bacteria fear is because he is a snob it's actually because he fears disease.


Any skills outside of education: Fencing, horseback riding, polo, swimming, dancing, piano playing, violin playing, offending people.


Sorry that this is crap and that it took forever, if the plane starts before I post I could have him wander out of first class or something so I don't hinder the RP any further if I have already.

 

[TurtleGod]

The plane's still waiting.

 

[The Doorman]

I mean in any circumstance, such as my being on mobile, I'll take longer to post cuz I have clumsy test typing fingers.


And I'm not quite sure how to jump in yet xD


But thanks for telling me, friend~ 
You like my struggle? Lol, okay.


Mmmmm, my fingers are also really ticklish so that's pretty awkward XDDD

 

[TurtleGod]

[QUOTE="The Doorman]I mean in any circumstance, such as my being on mobile, I'll take longer to post cuz I have clumsy test typing fingers.
And I'm not quite sure how to jump in yet xD


But thanks for telling me, friend~ 
You like my struggle? Lol, okay.


Mmmmm, my fingers are also really ticklish so that's pretty awkward XDDD

[/QUOTE]
DAM. I want tickly fingers. I've got a McChicken and I just jogged so... Yeah, calories well spent.


Jump in by jumping on the plane.


You're welCUM.

 

[The Doorman]

You don't though, I can't text type for long before my ticklish dainty lady fingers won't let me type anymore.


And it strains mah bad eyes, so that's bad.

 

[Mysterion7514]

Name: John Smith


D.O.B: December 2, 1997


Age: 17


Sex: Male


Race: Human


Hobbies: Parkour,


Likes: Girls,Money


Dislikes: Everything that isn't a girl or money.


Blood type: A+


Personality: John is a bad boy. He is rebellious. He never listens to anybody. He is a mobster.


Backstory: John was abandoned by his parents at a young age. No one took him in. He taught himself about electricity, and got the electric working in a house. He stole money from stores, people, and wherever he could get it. He sold drugs, but didn't do them. He scrounged up money and made a name for himself. Everyone in town knows not to mess with him.


Any skills outside of education: Lockpicking, computers, guns


Character photo or Description: (anime is fine.)

only rule is No non humans. copy and paste into your reply.

 

[TurtleGod]

Mah eyes were already strained.


I needed glasses when I was 9.


I've broken five so far.

 

[The Doorman]

Oh, mine are correctional but they make me look like a librarian, a lawyer, and apparently adorable XDDD


How can le giant me look adorable? Who fucking knows.


I've got this scar on my face from running into the wall in my glasses that apparently makes my temps turn me into "a wizard, Harry." 
My laptop is now telling me windows isn't installed on it...


WHAT THE FIUGGHZJCCIFIFVIVIC?!

 

[TurtleGod]

[QUOTE="The Doorman]Oh, mine are correctional but they make me look like a librarian, a lawyer, and apparently adorable XDDD
How can le giant me look adorable? Who fucking knows.


I've got this scar on my face from running into the wall in my glasses that apparently makes my temps turn me into "a wizard, Harry." 
My laptop is now telling me windows isn't installed on it...


WHAT THE FIUGGHZJCCIFIFVIVIC?!

[/QUOTE]
Le you has to be le adorbz so u can win a beauti padgnt. (You have to be adorable so you can win a beauty padgent.)


Fuhh, bad spelling.


Why is your computer derping out?


Hmm...


I iz inspird to becum layr. (I am inspired to become a lawyer.)

 

[The Doorman]

Haha, prosecutor meeeeee, I'm back on my tiny chromebook...

 

[TurtleGod]

Oh man, I hate typing on mobile.


It takes longer to type, and you actually have to LOOK at the screen (the keys).


I feel so bad for you.

 

[The Doorman]

Nah, back on an older laptop, keyboard layout is different and it's a lot smaller... Booooooo...

 

[TurtleGod]

Oh.


I have a pretty small keyboard layout, I guess.


My grubby hands are just barely touching them and they're being hit.


But in actuality, I'm hitting them so hard it makes a noise. My friend is a bit scared.


I only do it to type fast, though.

 

[The Doorman]

XDDD


My hands are too delicate for tat xD

 

[TurtleGod]

My hands are delicate too, just dirty.