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Carter Mason
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Carter sighed as the small van finally reached the parking lot. Two of the guards got out first, leaving her in the van with one other guard. This gave Carter some time to look through the tinted window. She could see the brick exterior, which was surprisingly in great condition. The burgundy (or once was burgundy) colored walls were however not in there best condition. Because of all this rain, it had made some of the color fade away giving it an ugly color. Carter smirked though, leaning back against the cushioned chairs and shaking her head slightly. "This place is going to burn down in flames..."she said metaphorically (or not). When the two guards returned, they harshly grabbed Carter by her shoulders and yanked her out of the van. "Hey watch it! This shirt is worth more than you!"she yelled at them. It wouldn't be a surprise if it was. She had stolen it without even looking at the damn price tag. She really hated these handcuffs. They had tightened them especially tight, making sure Carter couldn't get away. "Shut up and move!"he said and shoved her forward. Carter sighed and started walking, black heels clicking on the cement. When she glanced back, she noticed that one of the male guards where staring at her. "Eyes up here, not down there you idiot."she said and sighed. I guess these leather pants are working for me, she thought to herself and smirked as they pushed her into the lobby.


(You may start! Be sure to actually read this since your character will be arriving the exact same way)


@Miss Calypso @aja maji @Tori Bradley @Jasil @OhFallenMars @Darth Gangsta @KinkySnakeSkinz @KurtH6355 @Vices and Virtues @IITheTypistII

 

[OhFallenMars]

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"I don't belong here! For the last time! This is all a huge misunderstanding, you'll see!" Melanie cried to the guards. She really was crying at this point. She was scared. She was scared to be put in a place where she didn't belong. Because she didn't belong here. She belonged at her prep school with good food and uniforms, and her boyfriend, Boyd. Although...Boyd did dump her when he found out she was being sent to a reform school. So, screw Boyd! 
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"Quiet down! Or I'll make you be quiet!" One of the guards yelled at her.
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Melanie took the threat literally, and closed her mouth, wiping her tears away as she stared out  the window of the van. The guards got out, and came back, two of them grabbing her harshly by the arm. "You don't have to do that. I'm not going to run!" She cried, pulling against the bruising grips that held her tightly.
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"It's policy, sweetie." One of them told her, his grip tightening. She flinched away from him. He had a gross look in his eyes. Melanie didn't like it one bit.
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Baker Collins
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Baker had a nice trip up to the reform school. Really, he did. He had conned one of the matrons to give him a quick blowie on the way to the school. It was nice, really. He wasn't going to mind this place much. As long as his little sister was in a good place, that's all that mattered to him. And he knew she was. She was with their grandparent's now that their mother was deemed too harmed to take care of her. It made him sad to hurt his mom, and his sister (emotionally) but it had to be done. There was no good coming from his father being there.
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Baker glanced out the window at the place he would call home for the next while. It was pretty shabby looking, but it would do. His gaze was on the few people who had gotten out just before him. They had nice legs. He wondered how bendy they were. The guards escorted him out of the van, and he smirked. He turned his head enough to wink at the man that had given him the blowie moments before. Oh yeah, he was going to like it here.
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[starboy]

Thalia Rose Tennison
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"Ooh, my own van," Thalia taunted, her voice lilting and pleasure-filled, "how did I get so special?" 


When she didn't get an answer from the guards, she laughed a little bit and said, "Oh,  riiiiight. Hehe, maybe it's that I bashed someone's face in with a pipe just the other day." She gasped overdramatically and added on "oops, that wasn't brought up in court." A laugh bubbled up in her throat before spilling over - loud and demanding, a lot like her.


"Hey, shut the fuck up," one of the guards said as the little van pulls up to the school. Perhaps needless to say, Thalia felt quite triumphant. She lived for a rise out of people in power. Seriously, fuck authority. The same guard stayed in the van with her while the other two hop out for a second. 


"Hmm, you know, that one is kinda hot. Think she's into eighteen-year-old convicts?" Thalia stifled a giggle as the guard just looked at her while the other two opened the door next to her.


This wasn't really like her. Truly, she has a much bigger filter on her thoughts. In fact, most of the time they don't come out. But she figured that she had nothing left to lose. Truth be told, she was horrified, but damn if she was going to let the guards know that. 


They took her by the arms and pulled her out of the van. She didn't have any smart comments to make about that, and when the third guard closed the door behind her, she just grinned. "Home, sweet home, huh guys?" She then frowned a bit as she became more aware of her handcuffs while the four walked. She whispered to the female guard, "You know, I like being handcuffed. Come get me later, hmm?" The guard just tightened her grip on Thalia, causing a burst of laughter. 

 

[ms marigold]

Chanel Maxwell


A black van pulled up in front of the large brick building. The back door opened and from the darkened interior emerged one long leg and then the other. Chanel Maxwell pursed her lips in distaste at returning to this most hated hovel of a school. The a guards didn't grab her as she surveyed the area, it was truly amazing the luxuries that cold, hard cash could provide. One of the guards moved towards her menacingly and she rolled her eyes behind her Gucci sunglasses.


"Don't get you panties in a twist. I know the drill."  She allowed herself to be escorted to the doors, her heels clicking on the tarmac like a metronome. The shoes in question were a pair of dusty rose Louboutins, the toes encased in deadly pointed gold - nothing less than 14 karats, of course. Princesses didn't wear steel-toed boots but these were an effective alternative. Rumour had it that she once kicked a guard so hard that the gold had cut right down to the bone of his shin. It seemed ridiculous when first heard but after meeting Chanel it would become apparent that the story was not only possible but probable.

 

[Tori Bradley]

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Elias S. Fallon
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[SIZE= 18px]The guard lurched back as Elias's reared forward, and the two guards sitting on either side of him had to grip his shoulders and arms to hold him back. If his arms hadn't been handcuffed beside his back, he'd have socked the son-of-a-bitch right in the jaw. Hate filled eyes glared daggers at the man, who, to Elias's amusement, actually looked scared. If looks could kill, this officer would already be six feet underground. "You need to learn to keep your mouth shut. You don't know shit about me, and you have no right to act like you do. Get off your high horse, you conceited bastard," Elias snapped. His voice was cold and as sharp as the Chinese ring daggers the cops had confiscated just a few days earlier. Rage poured through him and he struggled in the other guards' hold. The handcuffs dug into his wrists, cutting through his skin to leave bloody rings on Elias's body. Not that he cared. The burn from those wounds was nothing compared to the pain he'd been through. He had the scars on his body to prove it.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 18px]"Watch your mouth, boy. You're forgetting who's in control here," the guard said, sitting up and attempting to regain his manly bravery. Elias snorted. "Right, right, sorry. I get your drift," he said calmly. The guard eyed him warily, before smirking triumphantly and leaning back in his seat. Elias smirked, waiting for the van to stop and the two guards sitting with him to get out. A few minutes later, it happened. Now alone with the one guard, Elias did what he'd been itching to do ever since the man had been given his case. Balancing himself on the metal bench seat with his cuffed hands, Elias swung his legs out. The sickening thud and the satisfying crack he heard in response made him smile. The guard, now with blood streaming from his broken nose. struggled to sit up as the other two guards got back in. They pulled Elias out of the truck by his arm forcefully, pulling on the muscle in his shoulder and further shredding the skin on his wrists. They kept pressure on his shoulders as they walked him inside. He'd been here for one year. It'd been last year. As his escort was escorting him back to a juvenile detention center for the summer, he crashed the vehicle and escaped. He was free the whole summer until he slipped up two weeks ago and the cops hauled his ass back into custody, just like they were hauling him back into this wretched school that did absolutely nothing to deter Elias from his choice of lifestyle. [/SIZE]
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[Luna_Marie]

Luna
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The van that had pulled up in front of Luna slowly drove away as her own big bad ride inched forward slowly and stopped in front of the walkway. The door slid open and she squinted from the new light. The bright haired girl climbed out with her guards, watching another Student head inside. Luna suspected this would be how they all were going to be delivered here, neat and orderly in sweet little lines. One by one. She began giggling quietly and it rose to a loud laugh. The men shoving her along tried to shush her and she calmed herself to a small giggle again along with a mischievous smile. When they went inside the building, or man began pushing Luna to one area of the room, but not before she caught a glimpse of some of the other kids. One of them looked oddly familiar, and then it hit her.
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"Elias?"
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Her brows came together and she frowned.
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"Shut up Giggles."
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The guard roughly pulled her even farther away from Elias.
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"What the hell are you doing here?!"
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She yelled across the room angrily.
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[Dumplingboy]

MeMe looked around curiously as the van pulled up. She tried to look hard and in resentment but she could not help her sense of wonder. This was suppose to be a walk in the park. She took the fall for a crime....a couple of big crimes. Since she had a bit of money and was young her punishment wouldn't be too severe. The problem now is that everyone here thinks she's the big bad wolf meets Grinch,and in order to be a successful  fall man she had to continue to make people believe that. She was pulled out the van, already knowing her guards by name. She was sure they were happy to be rid of her, she bout talked them to death about everything. 


"Aye yo ma whats good" She piped up at a young girl walking past her who scoffed rolling her eyes. "Don't nobody want yo flat ass anyway hoe!" MeMe smiled when the young girl flipped her off. She turned to the guard with a she wants me look . The man rolled his eyes and yanked to the doors wanting be done with the jokster whom never shut up. It was here she came face to face with a very sexy man.... "ugh did i just use sexy and man in the same thought"...who seemed to be having a tad bit rougher time with his guards. She winked at him blowing a mocky kissy face trying to lighten his mood. 


"cheer up sunshine" she teased "I promise to leave some kitty for you too" @Tori Bradley


(just to be clear she did not say the word kitty, I'm basing her off of a real person but i'm not going to be using some her natural dialect since some people don't take kindlyt o the very blunt a lewd sexual terms and cultural slang (N#gg#  Be@ner Cr@c#er, for those who don't no what I mean by cultural slang)

 

[Darth Gangsta]

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Darnell Sellers
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[SIZE= 16px]Darnell struggled and shoved the guards as he was forced to leave the van. "I'm a GD, bitch. Don't fuck wit' me. I'mma hit up ma ryda if you don't lemme leave right now!" (I'm apart of the Gangster Disciple gang. Don't mess with me. I'm going to contact my friend if you don't release me immediately.) He said, throwing Gangster Disciple gang signs up. Darnell was originally from the common slums of Chicago's South side, from St. Lawrence (which is considered to be a relatively tough neighborhood). He joined the Gangster Disciple street gang at a young age and is now heavily involved in the street life. The guards scoffed at Darnell's comments. The guards looked at each other, the scoff now turning into a chuckle as they put the handcuffs on Darnell. He looked around and saw someone that looked quite familiar. He now looked at her carefully, making sure that it was her. He looked at her with a smile as bright as the sun, "Aye!" he yelled, the guards ready to tase him. "Wassup, MeMe!" he said, now being forced to walk faster for his disobedience.  [/SIZE]
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@aja maji
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[Tori Bradley]

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Elias S. Fallon
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Elias was walking across front entryway in the tight grip of his guards when he heard her voice. He froze, his mind refusing to believe what his ears were telling him. Luna. That was her voice. She was here. He ignored his guards as they pushed against him, trying to get to him to move. Elias tapped into his senses, closing his eyes and forgetting everything but his hearing. This time, Luna's voice was loud and clear in his ears as she yelled angrily at him from somewhere across the room. As his guards managed to force him forwards, he looked over his shoulder, searching for her. But he guards had already dragged her from the room. One of the guards wrapped his fingers in Elias's hair, pulling the boy's head forward as they shoved him into the dining room. Pushing him into a chair harshly enough that Elias's heard the wood splinter under the force of his sudden weight, they took up posts around him, waiting for some teacher or headmaster or whoever the fuck it was that would be handling the rambunctious teenage criminals. 
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"Cheer up, sunshine," came a girl's voice from somewhere in front of him. He looked up as a girl passed by. She winked at him, blowing him a mock kissy face. "I promise to leave some ***** for you too," she continued. Elias's eyes conveyed his surprise and confusion, but another voice caused him to look in a different direction. This one was another arriving student, who was clearing talking to the girl a few feet away from Elias. The eighteen year old blocked out the room, resting his elbows on his knees and looking down at the floor as he hung his head. His thoughts went straight to Luna. He hadn't seen her in....God....what had it been now? Two years? And yet it wasn't enough. He didn't want to see her. He wasn't ready to see her again, not after everything that had happened. Elias had loved her, and she had betrayed everything he stood for and believed in without remorse. Even if he'd been a bad person, she had killed her own father in cold-blood, and Elias couldn't be with someone who could so easily do that to their own family. They had broken up and parted ways shortly afterwards; they hadn't talked since. Now, here she was. And there was no way out of this school, no way away from her, until summer at the end of 180 days in a teenager criminal's hell.
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@Jasil@aja maji@Darth Gangsta
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Carter Mason
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Carter smiled when she seen all the deliquents walking in. Some were definitely hotter than others. She was definitely going to love this school. Purposefully, one of the guards shoved her forward and then pulled her back, causing her handcuffed arms to crack. "Ow! What the hell is your problem? I was just loo-"she was interrupted. "Shut up! You don't run this building. We do. I suggest you stay quiet and do as you are told."he said and then the two guards chuckled. "I hate you to pervs..."she mumbled and sighed. Her attention was turned to a tour guide/or reform school instructor. He was dressed fairly professionally and he wore a stern expression. With his hands folded in front, he waited until every student were all here until he finally spoke up.


"Good afternoon, delinquents! Today you are officially enrolled at Stonehenge. A place where you are expected to behave and expected to learn how to act. Once you are released or if you are released, you will know what is right and what is wrong. You will know longer continue your childish ways and you will live as high classed civilians." he told them and looked around the room before contuning his speech. "Now you all know what got you here. And you should know that we don't tolerate such actions that you have done in the outside world.Before you decide to run havoc in this area, I would like to notify you of our security. As you may have noticed we have security guards. We have cameras installed in every room in this building. And we also have a large tower outside of this building in case you try and escape..If you think you your going to escape now. Your wrong! You will learn and you will not act stupid."he told them. Then he nodded towards the secratery to take over before he walked back into his office.


The women stood up and folded her arms across her back. She made sure to smooth out her outfit before walking out from behind her desk. "Now students. Like Mr Taylor said. This is your chance to prove to us that you can behave. Its gives us a chance to understand if you can be released out of this building. You will each have your personal guard. Two or three based on the crimes you have committed. You will have separate rooms, but all of your rooms will be in the exact same hall. You are not allowed to be in the opposite gender's room after 10 and if we catch you, you will be served serious consequences, understood?"she told them. "Good. You all may be escorted to your rooms. Oh and guards. You need to take off their handcuffs now. And remember. Wherever they go, you go."she said before walking back to her desk.


Carter felt the release of pressure when they took off her handcuffs. She sighed happily and rubbed the area around her wrist. "C'mon. Its time to go into your room so you can unpack your belongings."one of the guards said. She just rolled her eyes and started walking into her room. But as she passed, she looked at a particular girl and winked at her before disappearing into the hallway.


(Interacting with: @aja maji )


Sorry if this is way too much. Basically the reform school instructor is just talking to them and telling them about your expectations, the security for the school and some consequences. The secretary is just elaborating on it. You do not have handcuffs on anymore since the guards took them off and now you are being taken to your rooms. Feel free to interact with each other as you are being taken to your room. And remember that you can go into each others rooms at this time. It doesn't matter until 10 p.m. I do not expect you to write this much though!


@Miss Calypso  @Tori Bradley @Jasil @OhFallenMars @Darth Gangsta @KinkySnakeSkinz @KurtH6355 @Vices and Virtues @IITheTypistII

 

[starboy]

Thalia Rose Tennison
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Thalia bit her lip and looked around the room she was "escorted" into. Oh, god damn, did she love being bisexual. She'd miss out on some pretty people if she weren't, in her opinion. A grin played at the edges of her lips, thoughts racing through her mind, one of them being, Damn, convicts are hot, it's kinda a shame,  and another being How fun this year will be. "Behave," said one of the guards on her arm gruffly, as though he was reading her mind. 



"What if I don't?" Her voice was smooth and sultry. She managed not to giggle, though the situation amused her greatly. The guard looked a bit uncomfortable for a split second but managed to jerk her arm in response. She lost it at that and laughed incredibly. A few people looked at her, but it didn't stop her fit.


She was interrupted by "Good afternoon, delinquents!" Hey, fuck you, man, she thought, I have a name, and more to myself than the shit I do. Did. Nah, probably will be "do" again once I get released because I can switch on "good girl" in a second.


She listened to the speech with a sour taste in her mouth and a slight scowl on her face. She'd have three guards, no doubt. She didn't even doubt some kids would only have one. Lucky bastards. Suddenly, a guard stuck a key into her handcuffs and took them off. Thalia sighed deeply, a smile forming on her face. God, she hated handcuffs. "Alright, kid, let's go to your room."


"Kid?" She taunted, a laugh in her voice. "Kid, Jesus. I've done shit that would make your blood curl," she whispered, "but sure, call me kid." She rolled her eyes as the guard shoved her forward and into the hallway, towards the rooms, she guessed. The same guard had his hand around her arm, so, to break the silence, she said, "I mean, I do have a name that isn't goddamn 'kid'. Fuck. It's Thalia." He didn't answer. "I'm still a person and deserve respect," she added on, and the guard snorted.


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[sunshine and whiskey]

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Elias Fallon = @Tori Bradley
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Samantha didn't really think that this day was coming so soon. Her parents had warned her about this day but it was only a mere three hours ago. She didn't deserve the type of treatment she was getting right about now. Hands behind her back, handcuffs strapped to her wrists and the pain of this uncomfortable predicament shooting up her arms. Her eyes fluttered up towards the double doors in front of her as she felt the van come to a swift halt, jolting everyone forward even herself.
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She leaned back with her legs crossed and eyed one of the guards with a wink. "Maybe later, we can take these handcuffs elsewhere." She muttered towards the guard, who chuckled towards her with the shake of his head. The doors opened and the guards grabbed her violently as she let out a little whelp. "Easy, guys. I am very delicate." Samantha spoke as the guards rushed her inside then took her further inside as they entered the lobby. She looked at other people just like her were present there, as well. In the back of her mind, she wondered what they did to get into this little reform school. She also wondered who she could manipulate to join her side. Some of them seemed like really easy pickings for her.
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A soft smirk formed slightly over her lips as she looked at a man that came over to talk towards them, insistently insulting them by calling them delinquents. Samantha scoffed and rolled her eyes as the male rambled on and on. Finally, the guards were able to take the cuffs off of her and she rubbed her wrists, winching from the slight pain that were throbbing between them. Samantha eyed the other "delinquents" again before one guy certainly caught her eye. She waltzed over there towards him daintily and stood in front of him. "Just so you know, I am in love with bad boys." A guard then came up behind her and grabbed her arm, escorting her over towards her room.
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Samantha walked alongside the guard that was taking her to her room as well as a guard had her belongings. When they got to her room, she walked in and looked at both guards. "By the way, don't be thinking you are going to come in here and hitting this. You guys lost your chances." She muttered towards them as the guard that had her belongings threw it on the bed and they both turned around and left. She sat down beside her luggage bag and let out a slight huff. 'What to do now?' She thought to herself as every right in her mind wanted to go to that guy room that she had spoke with earlier and see what he was all about. What she told him was truthful enough. After all, she was in Stonehenge along with him.
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[Luna_Marie]

Luna
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Luna felt the cuffs fall off and she rubbed her wrists before her eyes scanned the crowd. She watched a girl approach Elias before being dragged away and she scoffed. Luna began walking towards her ex without even thinking about the guards, and when one of them started to speak, she turned around with a Cheshire Cat smile and laughed at him. He promptly closed his mouth and shrugged, not looking into her eyes.
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"You got 5 minutes."
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Luna turned away and marched directly up to Elias. 
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"What the actual hell? Of all the places you could've shown up!"
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Luna placed her hands on her hips and glared up at Elias, trying to appear intimidating but it was hard since he was so much taller than her and bigger. It was like a Pomeranian trying to attack a Great Dane.  She tapped her foot anxiously and stared at him hardly. Luna felt herself fill with anger and heartbreak.
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@Tori Bradley
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[Tori Bradley]

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Elias S. Fallon
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Elias looked up when he heard the instructor exit his office and call the room to attention. Gripping him by his shirt collar, the guard whose nose he'd broken yanked him to his feet. Elias shot him a glare before turning his attention to the instructor. Elias already knew the rules. He'd been there before. Surprisingly, they were relatively easy for him to follow, though that wasn't really the case with most other criminals who were sent here. He wouldn't be surprised if his ex-girlfriend found it difficult to follow the school's rules. She seemed the type to him now. When the instructor finished giving his speech, he retreated back into his office and the secretary took over. She told each of them they'd still have their personal guards, the number you kept depending on the crimes you committed. Elias would have two. His first year here, he'd had three because he'd been violent throughout the year to those who severely pissed him off. But this year, his demeanor had changed and he'd matured. Along with that maturity came a whole new level of self-control. Broken nose guy took his leave the moment the secretary stopped talking and one of the other guards released Elias's bloody and bruised wrists from the too-tight handcuffs. He was about to walk towards his room when his stride was cut off by a girl at least half-a-foot shorter than him sauntering into his path. The look she gave him was pure lust, and Elias didn't step back when she moved closer and spoke to him in a low, husky tone.
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"Just so you know, I am in love with bad boys," she said saucily. Elias stood there, slightly surprised but kind of amused. He hadn't been with anyone since Luna. He'd had one night stands or meaningless hook-ups with [SIZE= 18px]acquaintances, but it's been four months since he'd even had that much. Elias let out a breath, running a hand through his short-cut layered hair as the girls guards led her away into the crowd. Elias scowled, looking over his shoulder at the guard who'd been snickering since the girl had walked over. "Shut it, Parrish, before I shut it for you," he snapped angrily. Deputy Jordan Parrish immediately shut his mouth and reached for Elias's arm. The boy snatched his arm away. "Don't touch me, asshat. I can walk myself," he said. He headed down the hall back to the front entry way which led to the staircase that would take him into the basement where he'd be staying. But he was once again stopped by another girl. This time, though, it was different. This one was one Elias knew all too well. He glared down at Luna. If he hadn't been beyond pissed off at the moment, he may have laughed at just how much bigger than her he really was. When they'd been together he hadn't paid any attention to it, but now that he thought about it, she kind of looked like a six year old compared to him. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 18px]"What the actual hell? Of all the places you could've shown up!" she snapped angrily. As if she had any right to be pissed at him. Elias laughed, but it was the type of laugh that was humorless and menacing. It was something he was known for. That and the malevolent smirk that went with it. Elias wore both now as he looked down at his ex who stood before him, hands on her hips and she glared at him. He stepped a little closer to her, a cold, incensed look in his dark brown eyes. "Don't even start, Luna," he snapped coldly. He hadn't heard his voice this ice cold since the day they'd broken up. She was the only one who could piss him off to the point where he lost the self-control he spent half his life building. His fists clenched and unclenched, his muscles ticking with tension. "You are not going to show up here and act like a petty little brat after what you did," he continued. He stepped closer and leaned down until his face was just a hair's breadth from hers. He moved his head down until his mouth hovered over her ear. "You don't wanna mess me, kitten," he whispered. [/SIZE]
 
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[SIZE= 18px]"I'm not the guy you knew two years ago. Who I am now? You don't wanna know him. Stay away from me," he said. Then he pulled away and smirked at her before allowing his guards to shove him up the hallway.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 18px]@Jasil@IITheTypistII[/SIZE]
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[OhFallenMars]

Melanie-Rose Wilson


It was strange that Melanie felt relieved when they began speaking about the ability to be released. She would get out of here soon. She didn't belong here in the first place, so why would she do anything bad to stay here? Some of the people kind of creeped her out, honestly. Should she even try to play nice? Should she pretend she was worse than she actually was? No, they may hold her to those things...if they ever got out. Melanie just hoped that her clothes all got here in once piece. She didn't know if she could live in anything but her cashmere. Most clothes were too itchy for her delicate skin at this point. She held in a huff when the guards uncuffed her. 


"Alright, Sweetheart. Let's get to your room." 


Unfortunately for Melanie, her one guard seemed to be the one that was creepy to her earlier. She wondered if she could complain and get a switch, because honestly, he completely screamed "PEDOPHILE" to her. It was almost as if it was stamped on his forehead. Melanie rubbed her wrists, which were slightly red, and followed the guard to her less-than-average quarters. She sneered at the bed. Anything smaller than a queen would not do well for her. Her bags were thrown in behind her, and she turned to look at the guard.


"Well? Don't just stand there, unpack already. And don't forget the underthings." He grinned at her, his teeth crooked.


"Do they do a background check on you guys before they hire you?" She asked, a bit of sass seeping into her voice.


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Baker Collins


Baker felt that the people who ran the place were playing it up a bit much. He hadn't been there before, but he already got one of the guards to give him a blow job, and the others didn't bat an eye. They weren't as strict as they were trying to seem. He rolled his eyes, flexing his fingers. He had the urge to cross his arms and walk away, but currently, there was a guard holding onto him by his handcuffs...Which were being unlocked. His cuffs dropped, and Baker rubbed his wrists only for a moment. Two officers began pushing him in the direction of the rooms, and Baker made sure to eye every last one of his equals. There were quite a few attractive people in this joint, he decided. Quite a few people he could con into his bed. 


[SIZE= 16px]With a designated huff, Baker allowed himself to be pushed into a room. He caught his one duffel bag that was thrown at him. He stripped off his shirt, and unzipped his bag. It was a bit hot in the place at the moment, he wanted to change.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]"So, you gonna watch?" He asked the two guards, who were still staring into the room.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]"We're not allowed to take our eyes off of you." One of them said, simply.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]"So, if I decide to rub one out right now, you won't look away?" He asked, a cheeky grin on his face.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]One of the guards couldn't contain the chuckle, while the other looked flustered.[/SIZE]


[SIZE= 16px]Baker raised his eyebrows, shrugged, and continued digging through his duffel for a lighter shirt to wear.[/SIZE]

 

[Luna_Marie]

Luna
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Lunas eyes lit up in fury and she lost it. The rainbow haired girl began screaming hysterically.
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"After what I did?! Who the hell are you to be all high and mighty?! What about all the shit you've done huh?! Threaten me all you want bastard! I'd love to see you try to touch me! You couldn't do it!"
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Luna knew she was pushing it but she didn't care. He never even bothered to listen to her when she needed him most, instead he got her arrested. She hated him. Her guards were alarmed at her sudden violent behavior and grabbed her forcefully.
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"You hear me asshole?! I hate you!"
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The men held her tightly as she kicked and screamed at Elias. After a moment she stopped and just went limp, small fits of giggles escaping from her mouth. She wouldn't move her feet and the guards literally had to drag her by her arms to her bedroom. They pushed past Elias and dragged Luna down the hall as she stared at her ex, a weak smile on her lips, a giggle in her throat, and burning fire in her eyes. She looked at a few other teens there but her gaze always went back to Elias before they shoved her in her room and shut the door. The two guards stayed out in the hall, not wanting to spend time with Luna in a small enclosed space after her psychotic episode only a few moments ago. 
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Luna paced the small room like a tiger in a cage, examining it to find that there were no windows at all. She growled in frustration and took her bags from off her bed and shoved them in her closet. After a minutes of pacing while laughing and yelling angrily, she quieted down and went to her door. Luna knocked softly and called out sweetly to the men outside her door.
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"Please let me out, I promise to be a good girl now."
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One of the guards suddenly hit the door hard, making Luna jump back in shock.
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"Come on you assholes! Just let me out!"
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Then she began another episode and banged on the door loudly and rapidly with both hands. She was sure everyone in the hall could hear her beating on the door and screaming and she smiled at the thought.
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Oh yea, she was gonna make some friends here.
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@Tori Bradley
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[ms marigold]

Chanel


Chanel's face twisted in barely controlled disgust at the room she was led to. She hadn't lived in a room this small since... well, never. It was a goddamned jail cell. One of the guards entered the room after her,  carrying her enourmous suitcase on his shoulder. Chanel was briefly struck by the notion that he very much resembled a mule and the thought tugged the corner of her mouth up into a smirk. The guard glared at her and her smirk grew into a saccharine smile. He dropped the case on the concrete floor with a grunt.


"Gently, asshole." Her face was back to its characteristic sneer. "You could sell your soul to the devil and still not have enough to buy these clothes." She removed a nail file from her handbag and another guard took a threatening step forward. "What is wrong with you people? I'm not gonna file through the bars on my window. This isn't some cliche movie and I don't do hard labour." Her outraged tone was piercing and she saw the guard grimace. Good. "Now that we've established that I'm not a savage or an idiot," she was now speaking very slowly and loudly as if the guards were children, "I would appreciate it ever so much if you would leave me the fuck alone to unpack." Her voice rose steadily until she was almost shouting. The gaurds backed slowly out of the room and the second they were clear of the threshhold she slammed the door in their faces.


Now onto the suitcase, which was in fact a Louis Vuitton travelling trunk the size of which could fit the average sized adult. She noticed that the padlock had been tampered with and rolled her eyes. Of course they had searched it and they were fools if they had thought she wouldn't notice. Unbothered by the invasion she lifted the lid and assessed the damage. Her clothes had been tossed about a bit and the toe on one of her shoes had a scuff mark that she was 100% sure hadn't been there before. She huffed in irritation but decided to let it go as it appeared that she had been successful. Carefully she lifted out her clothes onto the bed along with her three toiletry bags and placed the shoes on the floor in a neat row before returning to the seemingly empty trunk. She ran her fingers carefully along the inside edge until she heard a soft click. She lifted out the false bottom with great care and took stock of the items revealed therein. Two bottles of vodka, swaddled neatly in bubble wrap, a kilogram brick of cocaine, of course she'd hid a coouple little bags of it in her main luggage just to put the watchdogs at ease, her two favourite butterfly knives, a burner phone, ten packs of cigarettes and several stacks of cash. Sure her parents had frozen all her accounts but she had withdrawn all the cash from the ones they didn't know about before coming to this prison.


"Maybe it wont be such a bad year after all..." She smirked.

 

[starboy]

Thalia Rose Tennison
 
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Thalia walked in silence with the guards to her room, seeming to tune out everything else around her. God, if she had her people with her... Even just a couple, it wouldn't matter that there were three guards with her then and tons more throughout the building. They'd cut through the defenses like butter and bust her out. They were extremely smart, and strong people. It'd be easy, too fuckin' easy. She wondered if she could sleep with one of the guards to bribe them. It was possible, really, but only if she tried, which she didn't have the energy for. Or did she? Did it matter?


"Here you go, dollface," said one of her guards sharply and jerked her towards a door. Had she zoned out? They didn't walk for very long, yet they were already to the hall of rooms. She turned towards them and noticed they had her bags. She didn't know when the hell they got them- they didn't seem to have them when the walk started. Either way, she brought quite a bit. Some people would call her a bougie bitch. She didn't care. She had money that she earned, why the hell not use it?


"You deaf or something? Go in," said the female guard that Thalia flirted with earlier. She put her hands up in surrender, turned around swiftly, and opened her door. It was small, sure, but she'd live with it. Her room at home wasn't necessarily giant, anyway.


Right about now, it his Thalia to be thankful that she never used drugs - just sold. Right about now, an addiction would be absolute torture. The guards tossed her bags on the floor and she just gave them a look. "Can I change clothes?" She asked the guards, implying that they get out.


"We gotta stay with you, kid." Here the fuck we go again with kid, she thought, but decided to be nice.


"All right. You two, leave, but the girl can stay. I don't want guys watching me change, all right?" She was acting as soft as possible at the moment so they'd obey, or at least consider. The two guards exchanged looks and shrugged. 


"Fine." She smirked as the two men walked out and closed the door behind them. 


"What's your name, baby?" She asked the guard, biting her lip.


"...Lilly."


"Well, Lilly," Thalia said, her voice becoming sultry as she moved closer to the guard, "I wasn't much about changing, really." The guard became flustered and Thalia giggled. "God, you're cute." She brought her face close to the guard's, enough that their lips brushed together without actually kissing, then grinned. "Say stop and I will." When the guard was silent, Thalia took her cue.


Hm. Maybe she wasn't too tired to seduce a guard.

 

[DankWaffles]

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The morning had already struck and Collin had just climbed in the back seat of a black van. By the looks of the bodily fluid covered stains, duct taped leather seats, Collin knew that the administration for this reform school did not care much for the appearance of the transportation vehicles. For example, the thought of being taken to a reformation camp in a black van was awfully... strange, giving the persona that the administrators might want to keep this on the "down low". Only moments later, did Collin just laugh hysterically instead of continuing to wonder about the van. The 4 guards that were to escort him were all frozen with confusion as to why Collin would just laugh randomly. They thought he was crazy, which was partially true. But, before the guards had come to pick him up, he had smoked a quick joint that his new producer had given him, as a "taste test". Finally, Collin had arrived to the school, filled with psychotic thoughts, and was simply staring at the floor of the van and the chain that linked his handcuffs to the floor. 3 of the guards got out and walked over to the check in booth.
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Collin began to pull on the chain, only enough to get the guard's attention.
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"If you don't stop pullin' on that chain," ,the guard had spoken, holding his taser, "I will be more then happy to help you stop.".
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At that moment, Collin stop toying with the chain and looked at the guard, dead-eye. He began to grin (almost like Jared Leto's Joker), making the guard extremely uncomfortable. Collin could tell that the guard was going to do something to break eye contact, and he did. The guard finally jolted his head to the right, now facing the window, and Collin saw an opportunity. The guard's key, to the handcuffs, were exposed and Collin did learn a thing or two about pickpocketing.
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Collin arose from his leather seat, which had duct tape stretched from one end to the far other and had a few stains on the seat, and put his head right next to the guard's ear. The guard still continued to look out the window as Collin began to just whisper gibberish into his ear. Irritating the guard to the point where he finally shoved Collin back into his seat.
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"Are you always this rough with your subjects?" ,Collin remarked, smirking.
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The guard just rolled his eyes and looked back out the window. Lowering his head into his hands, the doors to the van swung open and two of the three guards that were in the van before, had emerged. Raising his head back up, to meet eye contact with the guard on the left, Collin stretched his neck from side to side, creating a cracking sound that made one of the guards cringe. Collin pulled his handcuffs up all the way and started shaking his hands, signaling that the guards should uncuff him.
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"You have a key. Open it yourself." ,the guard on the right side of the door said.
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"Know my tricks, eh?" ,Collin had thought, now realizing that his buzz was beginning to wear off.
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He opened his mouth to reveal his tongue curved back. He started to unravel it and wouldn't you know, the glimmering silver that was the key, was sitting on his tongue. The guard that had been looking out the window, was now wide eyed and patting his keychain. Collin perked his right eyebrow and smiled widely.
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"You really thought that I wouldn't know your tricks?" ,the guard asked.
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Collin nodded slowly.
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"Enough with the games!" ,the guard on the left side of the van's door now stepped inside the van, snatched the key out of Collin's mouth, unchained his handcuffs, and grabbed him by the neck to, literally, throw him out of the van.
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Collin lied on the ground, face first, and smiled intently. He was raised back onto his feet, and that's when Collin had finally gotten a good look at the reformation school. The walls were obviously starting to fall apart, brick by brick, but the rest of the facility seemed to be similar to a prison mixed with a university.
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The same guard who had thrown Collin out of the van, grabbed him by the neck once more, and began to walk him to the front entrance of the building. Upon entering the front doors, the place seemed like it could get pretty chaotic. You had a girl with multi-colored hair yelling across the room to a man who was built like a soldier, a creepy looking fellow, a blonde girl, a girl with silverish hair, another blonde hair girl,  and, from the looks of it, a boy that Collin knew, Darnell Sellers. Now, Collin and Darnell never had any beef in the past, but they did try to avoid each other when it came to gang related business. There was also a few others present, but Collin didn't take much notice to them.
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"Eyes forward you little worm." ,the guard stated, followed by applied force, enough to push Collin forward a few feet. Collin let out a scowl and turned around to hit the guard, but he was still handcuffed. Plus, there were multiple guards stationed in this building, so the outcome would not be pleasant for Collin. Now being escorted by his upper arm, Collin was escorted over to a man that lectured him and the surrounding people, that if they were to leave this camp, they would become "high classed citizens". Which Collin doubted, highly too.
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After the man's lecture, Collin gazed around the room and let out a small giggle.
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Whispering to himself, Collin said, "Oh, this is going to be fun.".
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Just after saying those few words, Collin was once again snagged by the neck and taken to his bedroom. The guard unlocked the front door, and pushed it open, smacking it into the doorstopper.
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"Start unpacking you maggot." ,the guard said with disgust.
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And Collin did. One article of clothing, by one article of clothing. The deeper he got into his bag, the more Collin started to feel trapped. Trapped in this hellhole and no one was there to save him, but why would he need saving? After all, his father did refer to Collin as "Hell on Earth".
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[Side Note: My character is going to act similarly to the Joker, except less psychotic.]
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[Dumplingboy]

 


"Fuck you too then...." MeMe grumbled when the man just looked t her strangely before being shoved away. Her heart spiked when she heard a familiar voice."So much for my peaceful year" even still she couldn't help the smile that came across her face as she slightly turned all melodramatic. "I  know y'all ain't got me locked up with this BITCH made **brother** right here" MeMe has always been the aggressive type,and this comment was a usual response. Especially for this person in particular. She Remembered when they first met,she was little femme then before growing some balls (not literally,and a femme is the opposite of dyke btw) [SIZE= 12px]. [/SIZE]He, like the rest of, just figured she ain't have the right d#ck yet,and Darnell figured he was the one that could hit it right. Needless to say there was no hitting anything straight unless they were squaring up. "but shit if i was straight..." she smirked at her inner monologue as the guards shoved her forward. She turned to say one last thing before they could be separated. "Aye yo if you still ain't to salty bout my tongue game being better than yours hit me up when you get out them hand...cu...." She was interrupted by gorgeous girl who winked at her when as she passed. She gave Darnell that knowing look before being shoved off. @Darth Gangsta @TheCandyEmo


MeMe was dragged to her room her guards looking exhausted, no matter what they did or said the girl wouldn't shut up, it was almost heart stopping when she grew silent. Now that the handcuffs and she really had a chance to settle it all in MeMe did not have anything to really say. She stood there for a moment...then another...until one of the guards begin to get a little worried that she had been standing in one spot looking at the wall for five minutes. 


"Er kid..you okay? you don't have seizures or nothing like that right?"


"I'm fine...just breathing" Her voice was lower,more mellow than before. She really took the blame for someone...worst part is she doesn't even know what crime it was. She didn't have to be here, she had plans for her future, things she wanted to do. Schools she wanted to get into and now who knows what her future hold. She doesn't regret it..no she'd do it all again for her gang,but it till sucked.

 

[minajesty]

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Carter Mason
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Once Carter was shoved into a room, she stopped and looked around before she started exploring. Walking around slowly, heels clicking on the floor, she sighed irritably. "Ive seen closets bigger than this room."she mumbled to herself and tossed the duffle bag onto the bed. It made a thud sound. Oh great, she thought to herself and then she sighed when she felt the guards shove her against the wall. "You act like if I brought a weapon. I won't hurt you.."she said, in a mysteriously seductive way. 


"Oh shut it Mason. What do you have in there?"he said, before grabbing the bag from the bed. They went through her duffle bag. Bras, panties, shirts, pants, and other supplies fell out of the bag. "See nothing!"she told them. The guards looked more and into the bag and found a brush. The guards quickly put all the stuff back, hiding their faces. "You better entertain me for all of this harsh punishment. And I have just the way..."she said smirking.


The male guards shook their heads and quickly let go of Carter. "Ms Mason, our job is to ensure the safety of ourselves, others, and also yours. We do not entertain people." he told her. 
"Says the guy who let there co worker give someone a blow job..."she said and she smiled in satisfaction when she seen their reactions. "Yeah I know the details you filthy people."she said. The guards sighed and left, standing on the outside. Once she was finished unpacking, her thoughts lingered back to the girl she had winked at later.


"Maybe I should pay her a visit.."she mumbled and smiled at the thought. Carter quickly walked from room to room, the guards following her every move. "Im not going to do anything. Im just paying my friend a little visit." she said and smiled when she seen the girl looking at the walls. She quickly walked behind her and let her hands rest on the other girls shoulders. Carter pushed her body a little closer next to the girl as she leaned in. "Hey there..."she mumbled, almost in a seductive and quiet way.


@aja maji

 

[Luna_Marie]

Luna
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Finally after she settled down, the guards opened the door cautiously to find Luna sitting on the floor, her legs folded. 
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"Can I please leave now?"
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She looked up with a smile, her voice a little hoarse from all her screaming. The guards looked at each other and then to her. 
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"Are you going to behave? No more meltdowns?"
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Luna shrugged and paused before nodding, her smile becoming a bit wider.
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"Yea I'm done.... just had to adjust to my surroundings."
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The young girl stood slowly, her hands visible to the men. She crossed the room to the door and stepped out, keeping her hands up and slightly in view until she was into the hall. Luna let her hands drop to her sides and she began walking down the hall, peering into a few open door casually and curiously. She finally stopped at one where a guy was slowly unpacking his stuff. His guards stood in the door way watching angrily and then turned their attention to Luna.
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"What do you want?"
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One growled out at her and then looked back to the guy in the room. 
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"I'm just being social. Can I go in?"
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She winked and smiled sweetly, looking inside at the stranger. The boys guards and Lunas guards talked for a second and then allowed Luna to go inside while they stood in the doorway watching. She leaned against the wall and gently tapped on the wood of the door frame to announce her arrival. Now that she was a bit closer and could see the man, Luna couldn't help but bite her lip. He was pretty fine. 
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"Damn."
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Her voice was a quiet whisper and she smiled at the guy. 
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"Hey hotstuff, you gonna move like molasses all day?"
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She said a little louder and grinned.
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@Yid
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[starboy]

Thalia Rose Tennison
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Probably about half an hour later, Thalia was in a change of clothes and the guard looked... slightly ashamed, sitting on the bed, still not fully clothed. "You liked it, at least," grinned Thalia, "now put some clothes on, babygirl... I'm trying to mingle, and I know you three are supposed to come with me. I'm just surprised your boys didn't come in the room, now that I think about it." She laughed and winked at Lilly, then looked down at her shoes. "Hm.." She decided to wear her dusty rose colored Adidas Superstars and flipped her hair to one side. 


She looked down at her outfit, deciding on the type of first impression this would give people about her. Ripped, high-waisted jeans, a long sleeve tight maroon crop top, and a black and white flannel around her waist. She had also put on a black PINK brand hat, backward. She could live with this. "All right," said Lilly, surprising Thalia, "let's go, I guess." Thalia turned and smiled at her guard, but didn't say anything. Instead, she waited for the guard to pull her uniform shirt on before walking over to the door and opening it.


"Thanks, guys," She said triumphantly to the guards. It was obvious that the two wanted to ask what took so long, but the female guard simply gave them a look, so Thalia just smiled innocently and began to, very slowly, walk the hallways, looking around. "Not the ugliest," she murmured to herself, "considering it's a reform school..."


Thalia, too busy looking around her to remember to watch where she walked, bumped into a desk-type thing. "Ah, fuck!" It hit her hip forcefully, making a loud noise because it was against a wall. She also bumped into a door when stumbling for a half-second. Nice, smooth, great job, Tai, she thought.


@OhFallenMars

 

[DankWaffles]

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 Collin and his guards were getting along just fine, not. They grew more aggravated at the pace Collin was moving, and the more irritated they became, the slower Collin went.
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"If you don't hurry up I'll-" ,the guard was interrupted by something, or someone.
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Not wanting to become overly obvious, Collin continued to unpack. He had hoped it was one of his gang members, but it wasn't.
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Collin heard a female voice speak up and say, "Hey hotstuff, you gonna move like molasses all day?".
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That comment made Collin chuckle, slightly, and grin slightly as well. He placed a pair of socks in the bottom drawer of the nightstand and turned around slowly, hoping this would annoy his "admirer". Standing at the doorway was a familiar face. Now where has Collin seen this woman girl before? Ah, that's right. She was the first person that Collin noticed when he had first entered the school facility.
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"Well, well, well. It looks like someone snuck by the watchdogs," ,Collin said, giving a quick glance at the guards outside the doorway, "you wouldn't happen to be sweet talkin me, would you?" ,Collin questioned, smiling widely and shifting his in a infinite looped shape, slowly. Collin paused the movement of his head, his head now tilted to the right. He was sill smiling, but his smile began to lower into unamused look and lifted his head back into a 180 degree angle.
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@Jasil
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