Realistic or Modern M.I.B.A [Open for characters]

[Dragonica]

Maribel Institution of Business and Art

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• INTRODUCTION
• Adminitrative Office
• Dress Code
• Character Sheets
• The Seven

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  Hello, and welcome to Maribel! You've finally gotten off the school jet for another year, or you're just now filling out applications for scholarship placement! Either way, welcome! The Administrative office is just one click away! The office will contain not only information on the plot, but also about Maribel, and rules. There should also be more information there, but most of the other things aren't important unless your characters are part of the seven families! Anyhow, Read on!
• Hello there! What can I do for you? Ah, you're new so you'd like some general information, and school guidelines right?
  
  
  First, Maribel was created by the Seven Families. A lot of people call them The Sponsors. They came together to create this school not because they just wanted a great place for their kids, but because, believe it or not, in some cases their own young were picked on for being rich! Or they started to mingle with the poor too much, and ended up in marriages that don't benefit the businesses, or their connections. And last, boarding schools were no good due to drugs getting into the system. It took a while, and a great deal of planning before this place was created.
  
  
  In the business side of the school, we raise young doctors, nurses, entrepreneurs, business men and women, anything that has to do with corporate, or in general business.
  
  
  The arts part has to do with anything from Modeling, music, dancing, photography, all the way to sports. Oh yeah, sports was thrown in a couple years later. They didn't expect it to come up, and it was too late to really adjust the school's layout to accommodate a sports section. So they created a sports center, in the arts section. It was truly the only space left!
  
  
  As for Guidelines, these are the basics:
  
  
  *Romance is allowed, and by all means welcome. Fade to black or something, but it's not allowed on this site.
  
  
  *Writing should always be a paragraph, at least! Even though we all have writer's block, using one or two sentences, for one, can irritate other writers. For two, how can things keep moving along if you're not giving anyone something to work with? Please, please, for everyone's sake give us details! And Make it understandable. I cannot stress this enough.
  
  
  *DEATH, MURDER, AND MISSING CHARACTERS CAN AND PROBABLY WILL HAPPEN! So be prepared. THERE ARE RULES FOR THIS THOUGH. This must be worked out with not just the two people it concerns, but in some cases I'd like to know as well. This lets me know someone's character that they want to keep alive isn't going to end up in a ditch out of nowhere. But most importantly, keep it private. You want your character's death to be a shock to everyone.
  
  
  ~NOTE: If you do not post regularly, your character will be put into a tab for missing students, and after a certain period of time will be presumed dead.
  
  
  *Be kind to everyone. If they do something that bothers you, explain in a PM or something, no need to call them out right then.
  
  
  *Follow the dress code unless it's after school hours. You can go about in casual wear when you are in your dorms, or lounging after all clubs and such are over.
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  Women: You have a green, black, and white flannel skirt that come to mid thigh. No shorter! And a white button up blouse, a green tie, and a white blazer with black lining, in gold there will be the school symbol, a crown with wings, and on the bottom on the left is a book, the right is a paintbrush. This detail is over the left breast area of the coat. Leggings can be worn if desired, must be black. Shoes can be any style, except stilettos, and must be black, white, or brown. The other options are skirt, blouse, and sweater vest.
  
  
  Men: Your colors are the same, pants and blazer are white, blazer has black lining and a button up shirt. They also have the option of a sweater vest instead of a blazer.
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  Character sheets here are generalized, not too detailed and no too basic. Add or take away what you want!!!
  
  
  Face claims or descriptions welcome! Please PM characters and I will post them either in a tab or in the first OOC post. =) Also, if you want to play a character who's an heir for one of the seven, PM me your idea for the family, what they do, ect. And those that do well will be posted as one of the seven's heirs.
  
  
  
  
  
  Name:
  
  
  Age:
  
  
  Race:
  
  
  Rich or poor:
  
  
  Gender/Gender identity:
  
  
  Sexual Orientation: [gay, straight, bi, ect. ]
  
  
  Personality:
  
  
  Biography:
• This area is where information on the seven families will go. For now, there are only two families Created!
  
  
  Seoungs: This family is a complicated one. They come from Korea, a place where their family is practically royalty. They are all beautiful, talented, and even a bit suffocated. The father is a man who runs a Business Empire. Anything from cars, to grocery stores are under him. And you could just imagine what comes in from that. But the mother, she's a triple threat. she does modeling, Acting, and business. She started her own clothing line. That clothing line is, and has always been, the hottest in the fashion industry. Everything from casual, to dressy, to out there costumes. They make it! In some cases, they do one of a kind clothing for celebrities, and then sell those with the celebrity's permission for fund raising.
  
  
  They have 4 children, and they intend to use them to make the best business deals. They told their children from day one that love isn't realy, only money, so that way they don't expect much when it comes to that area. To keep them from seeing anything that contradicts that, they show them how love ends tragically for some, and that love is a temporary high. Their parents WILL NOT let them mi with poor kids for any reason. And all they see the poor as is like the diseased. They focus on studies, and have grown to be quite machine like. These characters will have a lot of room for personal growth.
  
  
  Slots available: 3/4
  
  
  Family members:
  
  
  Seoung Eun-Mi
  
  
  Romeros:
  
  
  This family is an enigmatic mystery. Based in Argentina with a seafood export company as their cover story, they are actually in deep with the Latin American drug cartel, being the primary exporter to the USA from South America. They are very unassuming folks, with kind smiles and worrisome doting over their children, people would think them to be any other privileged family that just happened to get a lucky break in the export business. The family is huge, with various uncles and grandmothers and cousins all living in one household. Family is everything to them, which is why they sent their only underage son to Maribel when things got messy with an opposing drug lord in Brazil. They are over-protective and worrisome, usually keeping their own children home in Argentina to be taught by only the most prestigious private tutors, but times have changed. They are a strong believer in the arts and language program being a priority in school, putting a lot of their funding towards musical programs and various languages being available to the children.
  
  
  Character slots: 5/6 [1 underaged, already enrolled. 5 Overaged available slots]
  
  
  Family members: Luiz Romero
  
  
  De Sousas: A large powerful family from Brazil. The family is ruled by a triad of siblings which through the years have now become grandparents. The sister and youngest of the three Larissa: is the family's front and center with the large energy business the family has using hydroelectric plants to give energy to Brazil. While also investing into other renewable resources, and recycling. The other two brothers Pablo and Daniel took after the actual family business. Arms dealing, to everywhere and nowhere. This family is old and keeps things to the old ways hence why the grandparents still run the show. They have allowed their children to invilve themselves more but the trio still has the final say.
  
  
  Spots available: 7
  
  
  Taken: Rubelle
  
  
  Taylor's: An old family that has claims to old British monarchy. A family who has concentrated on the same profession for two hundred years. They are jewelers who create brilliant pieces and have multiple friends for reaching better jewelry. This means the family has been friends with the de Sousa's (while they don't know about the other side of the family business); while they go to Minas Gardis to collect jewels. Along with this part; three generations back decided to expand into the fashion industry (more specifically wedding dresses and a rtw&Couture line that is popular with the rich and famous). The current head of the family: Gregory 'Greg' Taylor, expanded it even more into wedding planning and becoming an international wedding empire. He married his first wife, a family friend's daughter and had four daughters. During his frequent trips to Brazil he had an affair with the youngest daughter of Daniel de Sousa and had a child with her. With the death of his wife; Gregory married the mother of his child Rubelle and combined the families (just not the illegal part).
  
  
  Spots available: 4
  
  
  Taken: Rubelle (everyone else would be considered a half sibling)

 

[Dragonica]

Eun-mi breathed out slowly, closing her eyes and listening to the waves crash against the cliff below, the dark gray clouds casting shadows on the island, making the beautiful warm tones of the autumn leaves stand out against the cool hues. It was the perfect morning before school officially started, and she was working on getting a good morning routine set.


Bending down, she touched her toes, controlling her breathing and focusing on her body as she slowly moved into a standing forward bend, her legs straight, her arms wrapped around her knees and her head against her legs, then moving into a standing back bend, the tree, and dancer poses. But she stayed in the dancer pose for a while, just looking out over the indigo ocean. She had a small smile come to her face as she breathed in deeply, the scent of saltwater and rain hung in the humid air. Yes, it was a perfect day.


After almost and hour or more of yoga, she rolled up her mat and went to the sports area, putting her bag in her locker, she went out to the running area and began to do her typical 4 mile run. She wasn't the sporty type, by any means. But she knew better than most that a good figure took you far in the profession she hoped to go into. And she wasn't going to be lazy and eat cupcakes and fattening foods all day. That was something she was against entirely. She never once touched a sugary treat, not even as a kid. Not only because she didn't have interest, but because her mother wouldn't allow it. She'd always modeled her mother's clothing since she was a child. from kids clothes to teens, she was everywhere. Her skin fair and flawless, lip full and sensual, her body slim and toned... She was what every girl in Korea wanted to be. Beautiful. But she went through hell every day to get to that point. The only time she found peace, was in her morning routine, but even that was coming to an end.


"Eun-Mi!" Her mother called from the start of the track.


Running over, Eun-Mi smiled at her mother. Her body was covered in sweat, her hair damp from it and her breathing heavy. Regardless of her state, she gave her mother a sweet smile and bowed her head in respect. "You called, mother?" She said.


Eun-Mi loved her mother to no end. Not only did she birth her, but she had her at a young age. Instead of hating Eun-Mi for taking away her youth, and her figure, she decided to embrace motherhood. It inspired her mother, and she'd always treasured Eun-Mi. Eun-Mi eventually decided she wanted to be just like her mother. Graceful, beautiful, kind... But the poor girl had her flaws, and they were personality flaws that her mother often frowned at.


"You have an appointment for a fitting today. You need to be ready for the Welcome Back ball tonight. Ah, your father and the board have come to an agreement... There may be one or two scholarship students there who arrived early. Make sure you keep them from speaking of this until the official announcement has been made." Her mother instructed, her voice warm and kind, but also firm as she gave Eun-Mi a look that said this was a huge responsibility. And she was taking a risk at even letting her daughter handle it. But it made Eun-Mi glow with pride to know her mother trust her that much.


"Yes mother..." She said, bowing her head against as her mother left, before going to shower and change into a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, tying her long, curly hair into a pony tail before heading towards her fitting. Her mother had e-mailed her the images of the scholarship students and the time they would arrive so that Eun-Mi could welcome them.

 

[qwtp]

Luiz squinted blearily at the light shining in his face, groaning pathetically at the horrible screeching of his alarm clock that wailed relentlessness, echoing in his sleep-adled brain. Nooo, it's too early he whined to himself, he had already hit the snooze button thrice, he never was a morning person.


He slammed his hand down on the alarm clock on his bedside table, promptly stinging his hand and making him groan even more pathetically. After another three minutes of self-motivational speeches recited to himself internally, he decided he should probably roll out of bed. Instantly missing the warmth of his sheets, Luiz stumbled across his clothing ridden floor. He wasn't used to cleaning up his room on his own, so he just never did, until a teacher or student leader inspected his room and lectured him about the importance of 'dry cleaning your clothes' and 'having an image to maintain'. He realized he should maintain an image, his family was one of the 7 founders of the Maribel Academy, but honestly he just wanted to have a good time.


Searching through button up shirts and blazers, attempting to find at least one decently clean outfit was proving to be exceptionally difficult. In the end he settled for a moderately wrinkled button up and a slightly discolored blazer. He could already hear his mothers nagging in his head as if she was here at Maribel with him 'Mijo you look like a complete mess! You're a smart boy, why don't you use that brain of yours and represent your family with pride'? He rolled his eyes at the thought, he loved his mother; but she could be a complete drag.


After pulling on all his clothes and furiously brushing his hair, trying to get it to lie flat, to no avail, he jumped onto the wheely chair that sat haphazardly in the center of his room. Due to the quick, and frankly stupid action, the chair toppled over, sending the poor mess of a boy down with it. Trying to recover his equilibrium Luiz stood up, straightened his clothing, and daintily sat in his chair, pulling it up to his desk as if nothing happened.


Booting up his computer, he scrolled idly through various nonsensical webpages, clicking random articles that caught his interest; some of the most bizarre being 'Attorney Accidentally Sues Himself!' and '10 HILARIOUS Cat Photos You HAVE TO SEE!'. Luiz enjoyed reading of the oddities and stupidities of the outside world, a world he only has witnessed through the internet. Luiz briefly glanced down at a paper that was strewn across his desk, at first ignoring it before glancing back down with a startled yell. "Oh shi-, oh no. The new students are transferring in today?" He skirted around the use of foul language, he could foresee the smack to the back of the head some of his teachers would give him if they heard the use of curse words in this school.


He didn't know what he was even supposed to do, but whatever it was, he had to figure it out quick. Luiz jumped from his chair, sliding around clothes and crumpled paper before throwing open his door. Rushing past different staff members and down stair cases, followed by screeches of 'Slow down!' and 'If your Father saw you!'. He contemplated what he would be doing for these newbies as a welcome to Maribel, he's most likely required to help give the spiel about how this school is so very prestigious and you have to treat those of a higher class than you with the utmost respect. Crinkling his nose at how utterly dull that sounded, he decided he was going to show them all the cool places you can avoid class around the island. Ah, what a beautiful influence I'll be, Luiz thought dramatically, wiping a fake tear from his eye.


Luiz smiled happily opening the doors to the outside campus, today was going to be great, he always enjoyed making new friends, and around this school, they were hard to come by; everyone is such a busy bee. All work, no play; he was pretty sure that was the school motto, maybe.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias watched the school campus from above. He had a little hiding spot called the rooftop. It was always covered in dirt and bird crap, but who honestly cared? Well, to think about it, a lot of people here must of. But he didn't really. Especially not if he was in the school uniforms. Like, green for a color? Really? They aren't supposed to be hippies. Why not a nice red?


He scoffed, and checked the time from his watch. The school day will start soon, and that means the noobs are coming. Everyone who's been here already knows of his prancing habits. Making them less fun. But these kids don't know what's in store. He already made a long list of possible pranks, and is just dying to do one. He imagined the noobies reaction, already chuckling. It's going to be so priceless. And he's prepared for the detentions. I fact, he already became 'bff's' with the Dean of Discipline due to the last prank he pulled. Naturally, it didn't go quite as planned because the stupid paint can exploded in the heat. Still, it was funny.


A smile crossed his face, and it's in this moment he wished he had a friend to share his utter genius with. It's not like it's anything new though, he never had many friends. He sighed, falling back to lay on the rooftop and look at the sky. He just wanted to escape this dreaded island and go help his dad. If that's not possible, he could always go to Plan B: He has money, so what's the point of school? Get a good manager and a wealthy wife and he's set for life. Long story short: school was pong less and he was ready to leave.


He decided it was time to get up and get ready. He rolled up, ignoring the dirt of the rooftop, and jumped off. He landed not so gracefully, rolling to avoid breaking his ankle as he landed. That happened once and it wasn't fun- a mistake he won't make again. Ignoring the strange stairs and gossip: "why was he on the roof?" "Honestly, such an animal." "Did you hear about the paint? He completely ruined my dress!"- he started walking toward the Welcome Center, hands stuffed defiantly in his pockets. He decided it's best to take a good look at these noobs.

 

[Dragonica]

Eun Mi was already talking to the people at the administrative office, and made it clear no one was supposed to see, or even hear, about the scholarship program yet. they nodded, and sent her to the on-campus airport, where the school's private jets were. The high fence around the place, topped with barbed wire, kept people who weren't supposed to be there out. She waited patiently, the plane getting to a point where it could park and let passengers off, and once it did, she walked over, waiting outside for the students. And when she saw them, she gave them a warm smile. but at the same time, a thousand thoughts flew through her head.


Their clothing was awful. to Eun-Mi, these would be nothing but rags she put in the bottom of her pet cages, but to them it was name brand clothing. She couldn't help the fact that her smile faltered slightly, before she welcome them, trying her hardest to keep composure and not insult their clothes. Even though Eun-Mi wasn't technically dressed up, it didn't take a genius to tell they were high quality designer.

 

[qwtp]

Luiz bounced ecstatically into the Welcome Center, which was an embarrassing building to say the least. There was a few glamoured staff members standing around, obviously waiting for the new comers to arrive on the scene. The walls were covered in pictures of the construction of the school, different pictures of the island before construction, and worst of all pictures of the families that sponsored the school. It was a bit creepy to see his last name painted in dramatic lettering over the face of his father, who posed sternly for the photo in mention. Nothing worse than getting your life story told to anyone that meandered in here while your fathers picture stares them down.


Leaning against the wall he taps his foot impatiently, wondering what the new students will be like. Maybe they're princes and princesses from some small country in Asia, or children of government officials in Russia, or even children of a wealthy Chinese business owner. There were lot's of possibilities for children here, they came from all around the world with all sorts of accents. All dressed more lavishly than the last.


Hopefully the newbies will at least have a desire to socialize. In the few months that Luiz has stayed here he has said more than two sentences to maybe, five people. Some people avoided him, they knew of his lack of boundaries and tendency to drag others into trouble. Others just straight up didn't talk at all, keeping to themselves and their families, talk about recluses jeeze.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias looked up, the Welcome building coming in sight. He was pretty excited that all the newer people are coming. They all have great stories, 'my mother is the model for the Queens clothing,' 'my father created a multi-billion dollar from scratch' etc. Or they have sob stories of how their parents ignored them to make more money. Either way, it was entertainment.


He opened the large doors, quickly entering. His feet tapped as he walked in, and he quickly noticed there was another person that wasn't the staff. He recognized his as the son of one of the founders. He always somewhat avoided the kid, as being a founders son he didn't really want to get too close with all the prancing he did. Though, he also heard he was a troublemaker himself.


Oh well, they're both waiting, so why not? "Hey, um..." He forgot the kids name. He just hoped the kid would know he was talking to him.

 

[Dragonica]

Eun-Mi pulled the scholarship kids off to the side, letting the new rich gets get off and walk into the welcome center. There were a few staff who welcomed them and such, and started to get their things together. Dorm numbers, keys, uniforms, the likes. There were a few others from the Seven families that were there to welcome them. And while they were busy, Eun-Mi led the scholarship kids through the back of the office, so no one would notice them. There, she and her mother both handled the paperwork and got them to their own private dorms. Once they were there they told them to settle in before heading back to the welcome center.


Eum-Mi, seeing the new rich kids, she couldn't help a small smile. They were all so proud of who they were, not knowing that they weren't as great as her family or others. But they'd be knocked down a few notches after a while. Looking over, she saw one of the troublemakers of the school. She knew of Mathias. He wasn't really someone she was proud to have at the school, and almost wanted to murder him every time she saw him acting a fool all the time.


Walking over, she gave him something of a once over and scoffed. "Looks like someone needs a trip to the dry cleaners..." she said, not even bothering to be polite about it.

 

[qwtp]

Luiz glanced over at the voice," Oh, hey!" He didn't really know the kid, he was one of the types that tended to avoid him, but he knew a bit about him. Troublesome, which peeked his interest, but others whispered behind his back about how cruel he could be, almost sadistic. Luiz gave the guy a look up and down, he seemed alright, noticing a smear of dirt on the side of the kids jacket he decided he liked him already. Any richie who wasn't afraid of getting a bit of dirt on themselves couldn't be that bad, at least in his book.


" So I literally have no idea how were supposed to be greeting these new guys, they're probably going to have at least five sticks up their ass at first, thinking they're tough shit." Luiz rolled his eyes, when it came to money, he knew he was a wealthy guy, but man no need to brag, it was just a seafood export business, not too much glamour for that.


He looked up when some kids started walking in the Welcome Center, usually one at a time, making the annoying jingle of the door repeat over and over. Well, then I can see they're already so friendly... None of the kids were looking at each other, at least in the eye, usually just glances out of the corner of their eye, determining with a quick one over 'am I richer than you?'.


Eun-Mi also walked in soon after them, she was always a mystery to Luiz, always waking up so early to excercise, ew. But he had built up a lot of respect for her, despite barely making any contact with her at all, she seemed like tough business, and he wasn't going to mess with that. He smirked at the comment she gave to the other kid, Matthew, uh no Matthias was his name. Not that he was any better, his shirt was horribly wrinkled and his blazer looked like it was a lighter shade of green. "These new kids seem, uh, friendly" he gave a nod to the still awkwardly distant group on the other side of the room.

 

[Dragonica]

Eun-Mi didn't seem entirely thrilled about the state of the state that Luiz's outfit was in either. Deciding to keep it shhort and sweet, she walked over to Luiz and inspected his uniform. "Both of you get to dry cleaning. And Luiz for god's sake, please. I know this is typical for you but this school has an image to uphold. You drag yourself down and you drag everyone with and and I can not afford that kind of dead weight. So get it together, or get out." She said, turning her attention to the rich kids.


"Hello everyone. Welcome to Maribel. I'm Seoung Eun-Mi. I'll be the guide for those going into Modeling, singing, acting, and dancing. Please go to the desk for your dorm information and uniforms." She said.


A few of the female newcomers seemed to be an awe when they saw her. Even in casual wear, Eun-Mi seemed to have a sophisticated air about her. Then again, her entirely family was like that. They were respectable, and admirable. At least, for the most part they were. They had strong morals and a drive like no other.


Sighing, she looked back at Mathias and Luiz. "Do you know what areas you're giving tours to today?" she asked curiously.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias rolled his eyes at the comment. Eun-mi. Ew. She was the type of kid Mathias really didn't like. Sure, she was hot as hell; but to him at least, she could act like she belonged there too. Always thinking she's so much better than everyone else. It bugged him to no end. He was as good as any other rich kid here.


He mumbled a string of profanity under his breath, "You're no the grey old hot shot here. Luxe, Luis? Whatever his name here is as good as you." He realized she wasn't listening. Instead she was addressing the noobs. All of them seemed stuck up. A shame, but it'll be fun to see them fall off their high and mighty thrones. He chuckled early at the thought. Oh, he can't wait. He saw himself getting a few dirty glances, because the state he was in. Yeah, sure. He's dirty. No need to be mean about it.


His attention was brought back to the girl when she asked. Mathias chuckles sheepishly, "I don't have a tour. I just came to check out the noobs." Honestly, being a tour guide seemed awful. You just go around and show a bunch of snotty brats the campus and then they don't even say thanks afterwards. Too much work, too.

 

[qwtp]

Luiz stared back and forth between the two, talk about tension. Staring up and down at Mathias then Eun-mi, Luiz realized that he was shorter than literally everyone here, how embarrassing. He kicked his shoe against the linoleum floor when she mentioned the state of his clothes, especially his 'image', whatever; he'll visit the laundry room later. With the new semester starting up he should be doing a little not-so-spring cleaning anyways.


Immediately perking up when she talked about touring he smiled and half-shouted," Oh, oh! I remember now, I'm supposed to give a tour of the music and language departments!" He should have known that first off, I mean that's what his families primary funding goes towards, but he tends to be well, a bit of a ditz. A ditz with an IQ of 155 but a ditz no less.


He didn't imagine there would be too many kids to handle when it came to those departments, they only brought in a few music prodigies and the Music Basics class was mostly just confused business kids holding a violin upside down. The language department was for either children still learning the islands official language of English, or business focused kids that will be one day making deals all around the world, making language a must.

 

[Dragonica]

She smiled warmly at Luiz, giving Mathias a glare. Deciding to put him on the spot a bit, she looked over at Luiz. "Because you're one of the seven and not the biggest jerk in school, I'll do you a favor." She said, smirking. If there was one thing she was good at, it was getting people to like and look up to someone. And they were idols in their respective countries anyways.


"Everyone, did you get your uniforms?" she asked, once they all clearly had them in hand along with papers and such. Turning to Mathias, she grinned. " Your uniforms are to stay clean, and presentable at all times. This..." She motioned to Mathias. "Is unacceptable and can lead to being kicked out of the school." She said, but turned to Luiz. "But for those who are always busy, we relax a bit on. So please Excuse Luiz, he's had a long day." She said, and then got serious, quite quickly. "If you want to learn how to skip class and make everyone hate you and disgrace you families, please, follow Mathias. If you want to be successful, and praised, please follow me, Luiz, of one of the other student body leaders here. I am over Singing, Dancing, and modeling." she said, and already she saw the students beging to get into their groups.


It was funny, seeing some of the girls look at Mathias with disgust. It gave Eun-Mi no pleasure to have to insult her peer in such a way. But at the same time, she didn't play around with this sort of stuff. He may have made fun of her, but the way she was, was pretty much her life. She had to eat well, look good. She always had to set an example, be someone that her parents could be proud of. She had always been so, and didn't know any other way. She was terrified of skipping class, hated being late... She was a human trying to be a super hero. And honestly she felt it'd get her nowhere.


Smiling and Luiz, she nodded. "Have a good day. Tell me how your tour went later?" She said, taking the students out of the welcome center and on campus.


She may not have associated with Luiz personally for a while, but she remembered seeing him here and there are meetings for the school before it was built. Most of the seven families had deep ties with each other, be it a relative, friends, or they were enemies. But as far as she remembered, even if Luiz was lazy, he was still pretty nice to her for the most part. And that was why she didn't pick much of a fight with him.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias glared at her, hatred burning behind his eyes, "At least I'm living my own life, and not my parents." He made sure to say it loud enough for Eun-Mi to hear. That absolute b***h. He kept this swear on repeat In his brain. So what he wasn't the perfect student? He had one life, so there was no point for him to waste it in school.


That's it, the gears in his head began to turn. A scheme was coming to light, and poor little Eun-Mi was the victim. Though, he'd have to have more people involved in his brewing masterpiece, "Hey. Luiz, wanna help me pull a prank? It'll all be in just good fun~" No. It wasn't. He lied, and he was a great liar. Close to a compulsive one. It never bugged him, and frankly, he saw no flaw. It's just a form of manipulation, and manipulation is what makes people go far.


Besides, he was raised a liar. Even by the little things. He wasn't happy, screw that, he still had to "act" it for his family. He didn't like a business partner, he had to "act" he did. They're all lies. He just took it a step farther. It got him places, kept his grades within the A's and B's. All of it made his life easy. He was even proud of how well a manipulator he could be.


He brought his attention back to Luiz. Ignoring the looks of disgust, and waited for his answer.

 

[qwtp]

Luiz nodded happily at Eun-Mi, he liked her, she's been nice and forgiving to him since he was young and they were playmates while their parents handled construction of Maribel years and years ago. She reminded him of his mother, and while he was here, so far away from Argentina, it was soothing to have a mother figure. He missed his family, though he would never admit it outloud, that would sound extraordinarily lame.





Luiz turned his head in surprise, Mathias was actually directly speaking to him, and wanted to pull a prank? Pranks are great! Luiz, being the pathetically trusting and manipulable person he was, smiled widely at the boy in front of him. He knew the kid couldn't be as bad as everyone described him to me, they must just not understand good fun. As long as no-ones feelings were hurt, pranks were fun! He studied Mathias' face, he seemed sincere, why not trust him? He could finally make a friend on this white collar mess of an island.


"Hell yeah I do!" He twiddled his fingers together, pairing it with a faux maniacal laugh. " If you come with me on my tour we can plan out our sinister deed hm?" He didn't even bother asking the victim of their plot, as long as something mischievous was going down, he was in. The poor, stupid, trusting boy.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias smirked. He was as Foolish as people lead on. Not that there was anything terrible about it, just the fact that the poor son of a bitch was going to be robbed his money when he takes control. Mathias almost pitied him. More so his family. They would lose his fortune with Luiz in charge.


But, Mathias remembered the rules of his family. Only be bothered with heir own business. Everyone else could handle, or not handle, their own. By theirselves. Mathias nodded to Luiz's request, "Sure thing, shorty," a teasing undertone laced his voice, "I already have the idea. All we need is to work the details."


That's how it was on most pranks. Mathias even dated to call them masterpieces. They weren't overnight successes. They took time, some even weeks to plan and perfect. Hard work went into them, craftsmanship, sometimes even money. It was an artform to him, one he took years to master.


He heard the new students gossiping behind them. How could the son of a founder speak to a so called delinquent? Mathias inwardly cursed at them. After Eun-mi, they were next for sure.

 

[DemonicPrincess]

The twins got off the plane along with the other new students. Malaine toke a deep breath of the air around them and smiled. She was happy to get get off the jet. It was stuffy and she couldn't be as free as she would have liked. As Malaine was embrassing being on the ground again she lost her twin brother Matthew. Panicky looking around she spotted his fall out boys band shirt and leather jacket. With a smile she made her way over to her brother."There you are!" Malaine yelled/giggled as she hugged his tall frame. Matthew sighed once he was hugged by his sister. "What it not like I was fair away from you." Matthew said with an manly eye roll."Come on we gotta hurry up an get inside the welcoming center." Malaine noded as a reply and took her brothers hand in her.


Once they got inside the compact building Malaine started to look around at the people who would be her peers. Malaine paused as her gaze landed on a beautiful Koren girl who where talking to the whole crowed."Matt I didn't know princesses went here." She said to him in awe." She's not a princess Mal. Just some stuck up rich girl." Matthew said in reply as hr looked the girl over. Even he couldn't help but notice she was beautiful.


Hearing the anoucement of what groups to go into Malaine tried to go with the Singing,Dancing,and Modeling group which was lead by the beautiful Loren girl,but was held in place by Matthew."Mal,don't let them snobby girls get to you okay?" Matthew said looking foward,Malaine was about to ask him what he ment when she remeber what she had on. Malaine was dressed in a light baby pink skater skirt along with a white lose fitting sweater that had a blue cupcake on it, Malaine also wore pink hightop shops with knee high black socks with pink bows on the knees. Malaine looked cute an adorable in her outfit but was picked on at their last school because of her fashion.Malaine and Matthew sighed."Yeah I know, don't let them bully me because of my clothes. I won't." With a smile he let her go join her tour group while Matthew looked around wondering which group to join.


After a while of thinking he went with Malaine,he was going to try acting and maybe even modeling. Matthew did have the looks for it. Malaine saw Matthew stand next to her but didn't say anything, she just took his hand."Thank you." Malaine mummbled and to which Matthew replied a soft Your welcome."

 

[Dragonica]

Eun-Mi smiled at the group. She couldn't remember if she'd introduced herself, so, to be one the safe side, once they were in a more quiet area she smiled. "Hello everyone! I'm a student body leader here at Maribel Institution, my name is Seoung Run-Mi. I'm the daughter of the Seoung family, one of the seven founding families of the school. Most of everything you see here at Maribel was built based on these seven families. If you look in your information packets you can find some information on the seven families along with what Maribel has to offer." She said, trying to get the basics down.


"For the most part, I do tours for the whole arts area, but the newer kids are coming in sections so today I'm so blessed to be able to get to know all of you. And trust me when I say that I never forget a promising student, and in the arts division, connections matter." She said, her way of telling them she expected a lot, but when her expectations were met, there was often a payout. "Before I walk you through, you need to know the basics of the dress code. Everyone has their own personal styles, and at Maribel, when classes start, you can wear you own clothing when school hours are over, which is around five o'clock, but can be later depending on how the day is going. Uniforms are to be worn well, and kept in an appropriate state. You've already seen examples of things that are not acceptable, I don't think I need to say more on that. There is also information on curfew, and lights out. Now that we've covered that, and you've got to know a little information on me and the school, it's time for me to put names with faces." She said with a smile.


She pulled out some temporary identification tags, and began to call out names, shaking hands and welcoming the new students. "Malaine And Matthew Van Deschun." She eventually called. Seeing the two, who were uniquely dressed, she smiled. She seemed taken, almost immediately, by Melaine's style. "Hello, Malaine. It's nice to meet you." she said, looking her over she smiled. "That's a great style for you. Don't let anyone force you to change it. Of course, here we do have a dress code but, that just comes with a fancy school package." She said, handing them their name tags.


Once the formalities were over with, she turned around and officially began the tour. She showed them every area for core classes, then the modeling areas, the singing and dancing areas. Each area had thousands of classes, studios... So many instruments, mics... And a few posters for sing offs, dance offs, et cetera. Once she finished that, she took them to see the hospital, and then the spa and salon which was a building directly beside it. "All these expenses are covered under your tuition, take advantage of it." She said with a playful wink, showing them the couture shops, the boutiques and designer stores, the dry cleaners. The campus was like the student's own little town. And it was literally all just for them.


Eventually, she came to the dorms which were right by the beach. "Women and men are separated. Unfortunately that's the rule even if you're siblings. The tour has come to an end so please proceed to your respective dorms. And, when you're ready, you can go exploring. I will say we can and will kick you out if your attendance, appearance, or behavior isn't up to par. So make sure you do well." She said.


Eun-Mi saw a few scatter and sighed, leaning against a nearby pole. For the first time, Eun-Mi was actually exhausted, but it was because of the amount of work her mother gave her, plus the work from school, plus having to do tours all the week before, and for another few days to come... Not to mention she had health issues that recently came to light. She honestly felt like she was finally out of her comfort zone and out of control, but she had to keep it together. At least for a while longer.

 

[Industrial Lace]

Silently Rubella entered the decorative prison which she would now call home. Grey eyes loojed at everything with mild interest; she still couldn't believe her mother was ok with Ru ending up in this prestigious academy. Then again, she really couldn't blame her mother. With the de Sousa's no one said no to the big three. With the suggestion, a lightly placed order, for Rubelle to attend Maribel like her half siblings and cousins....there was little Dinah could do.


Rubelle heard muffled speaking around her and knew they were of her. Even though she wore the headphones, they weren't on. So those around her spoke freely believing she couldn't hear. The most common questions were boiled down to two things: her gender, and the tattoos. The last comment was that she was obvious of the poor; and to be honest she wished it could be so.


As for gender, she didn't really mind their guessing games. Ru considered herself genderfluid (even though she was comfortable using female pronouns as her biological sex), and today she looked relatively androgynous. Her short hair had the tips dusted with grey hair chalk and she wore eyeliner, even red lips to match her short polished nails. As for clothing; it was a combination of black trousers with a blue button down, suspenders, and a sports blazer hanging from her bag instead of on her; a red skinny tie, completed with combat boots. A leather messanger bad hung loosely on her side with the blazer and her sleeves were rolled up. Tattoos showing, and honestly adding with her piercings; caused even more of a reaction. Every 'sane' rich kid kept their distance and those in modeling and the like scurried off happily. There was no outword recolection of her knowing what went down and waiting for the languages group to head off.

 

[jacunliffe]

Melissa had been silent during the tour, she hadn't dared to speak up or ask questions though it wouldn't have been bad if she did. So when she had located her dorm and unlocked it with a small click she stepped inside. In awe with the Maribel Campus, she checked her schedule as she leaned against the wall of the room, not looking around the room despite the fact that was usually a persons first reaction. There at the top was her name and age, year, number of classes and the grade point average she needed to maintain. With a sigh her eyes scanned the rest. English Lit, History of Theatre and Drama" She says with her soft, light voice. Even when she was mad people tended no to take her seriously thanks to that.


There wasn't much she had to unpack. It wasn't like she owned a whole department store but she did have a normal amount of clothing. So she displayed her clothing for after classes and free time outside of class on hangers by colour and designs in the closet and sorted her undergarments into the drawer in a similar fashion. Unbenowned to her, she had forgotten her makeup bag when she packed up her room. That was bound to send her into a frenzy later on since it was pretty much the only thing she had become attached to with a passion.


About half an hour later, her belongings were sorted with amazing speed and her books were laid out on the desk neatly. She loved the atmosphere here though as of yet she knew no one. but Melissa had a feeling that she would have friends soon enough.
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[qwtp]

Luiz motioned his small group with a brief nod of his head," Hello everyone! I'm Luiz, and I'm super great so if you have any questions just hit me up in my dorm." He didn't bother addressing the actual dorm number, they'll find it eventually, and in truth he couldn't remember the number himself. Whoops. Leading them out into the blazing sun, in stride with Mathias, who had a creepy glint in his eyes. He shook his head, eh, British people, they've always been sorta weird.





Luiz motioned towards a large building apart from some of the main campus, he forgot how huge this place was, he was getting a hell of an exercise from all this walking. Upon entering the building he sighed with relief at the air-conditioning that blew his bangs out of his face with a strong gust of cold. The more instrumental section of the school was always freezing, he theorized it was due to musicians being cold blooded reptiles that only awoke from their apathetic slumber when you talked smack about their favorite band. He was a musician himself, but he didn't exactly mix with the group too well, they were total recluses.


Checking back to see if his group was still with him, he realized most were giving him strange looks. He had been talking almost the entire tour, almost nonstop; explaining some of the history behind the school, schedules for different music courses, and then running on a tangent about how weird band kids were. He gave them a cheeky grin, well at least they knew he was good at parties! Which was something they should totally have at Maribel, full incognito from the adults; which would prove to be difficult.


Luiz finished off the tour with a brief tour of the language department area," Blah blah languages, you get to speak good in all sorts of languages." He nonchalantly waved his arm down a corridor holding several classrooms, all containing classes of different languages, there was a lot to learn here. He waved the kids off in the direction of their dorms, also pointing one kid to administration who looked like he was almost in tears, must of missed his parents already. Luiz then turned to Mathias who seemed to be impaitently tapping his foot a few feet away," Sorry that took so long, I'm a talker" he smiled widely, closing his eyes for the whole '5-year old's unadulterated glee' effect.

 

[Dragonica]

Adelaide walked around the dorms silently, wearing a flapper styled knee-length brown suede dress, stockings, and a shawl. Her hair hung down to her waist in natural waves, with a braided headband on her forehead. Her eyes were flicking right an left, looking at all the modern luxury designs and such that decorated the dorms. It was a nice place, one she thought she'd like to be in. But she had to admit, she missed home. She missed the green grass, rolling hills and the chilly weather of Scotland. She missed her friends, her home, and her school. But after a recent tragedy, she had nowhere else to go. And, to avoid foster care, she decided to enroll in this school.


It was odd though, her at an art school. She didn't know what she was good at or what she'd do, so as far as her schedule went, she only had core classes. She'd go for modeling, but she knew she couldn't take the criticism, so that left out singing, dancing, and any sort of public performances. She wasn't good at drawing, or sports, or much of anything that she knew of. Then again she never had the means to figure out weather or not she was capable of any of those things. She figured she'd find out sooner or later.


Hearing another girl walk into the room, she turned and smiled at her. "Hello..." she said, walking over to greet the other. @jacunliffe


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Eun-Mi left the tour area and headed to the cliff where she did her daily yoga at, but instead of doing yoga, she sat on the edge of the cliff, her feet dangling over the hundred some foot drop as she tried to relax for a little while. It had already been a long day, and it was only early afternoon. She knew she had more to do, but couldn't seem to work up the motivation to go to the scholarship kids, but she knew she had to at least int the next hour. Until then, she decided she'd take a small break.

 

[Sebastian M]

Mathias followed the boy through the campus. Hell, he didn't even know half these things were here. He stayed more in the arts and engineering departments. His pranks took both masterful arts kills and engineering to keep the crap working properly. Hell knows what'll happen if something went wrong. Everywhere else in his academics, though, he wasn't anything too special. Besides his uncanny talent to skip classes yet still keep high grades. His father often told him he had so much potential if he tried, and that he should put the amount of work he puts into pranks into his academics. But he can't help it! Work is so hard when it comes to grades and stuff. So much wasted work. Seriously, studying isn't how he wants to spend his school days.


He was brought back to the reality by a cheeky laugh. Is Luiz seriously still talking? Damn! He didn't know the music department had so much history and crap. Honestly, who actually cared? If you come to play an instrument, learn it and go home. All this needed information is just a waste of brain space. And Heaven knows Luiz must really not have all too much. If he did, he would have realized everyone wants him to shut up and continue with the damn tour. Then again, he may know and just be ignoring it. Either way, he's enjoying himself. Good for him, but...Mathias wasn't too happy. His non-existence patience has come to its non- existent end and he was ready to just ditch.


As much as he would appreciate the help In his masterpiece, it may not just be worth it. Seriously, talk about cruel and unusual punishments. Satan would be proud of this boy. In fact, he felt like his ears were already to pop off by overuse. His foot tapped impatiently as he watched the boy continuing to talk. Then- thank God!- he stopped and shooed everyone away before turning back to Mathias. Mathias rolled his eyes, "Yeah. I could tell." Everyone could tell, "But are you ready now? Or do you have a class to lecture to?" He wouldn't be surprised. In fact, he was pretty sure Luiz would love that job.

 

[Industrial Lace]

Rubelle tried to listen to half of what Luiz said. Tried being the honest word; yet the boy spoke so much she couldn't keep up with half of it. Which led her to turning on her music on a relative level and zone out the talking. A small moleskin journal in her hand, and a pencil in another; Rubelle entertained herself with something she admitted she did fairly well designing. Todays sketch was ideas for a new roller derby uniform.


She looked every once in a while up; to make sure she wasn't left behind and lost. Few things really took attention, and those that did she took a quick photo and continued on with what she did. There were times she noticed groans from other students and Luiz appeared to continue on his rambles.


It was almost comical, but not something amusing enough to laugh. Time flew and thankfully she saw everyone else dispersing to the dorms; which made her do the same. With diligent searching she found her dorm room. Pulling her headphones down Rubelle opened the door to notice no one was there yet. Her bags were placed on one bed and she worked on getting her belonging put away. She liked things with a certain measure of organization as she separated things by clothing type; and then by color. Even then it only took one side.


Her laptop was placed onto one of the desks and she arranged her shoes in an organizer that slided underneath the bed. Seemingly satosfied with the organization she layed onto the bed and replaced her headphones on. Trying to see if she couod have a small nap before the roommate appeared.

 

[DemonicPrincess]

Malaine and Matthew went through the tour not talking,not even to each other. Matthew didn't want to people to get close to them while Malaine didn't want a reason to get bullied. The twins held each other's hand as they paid attention to everything that was said. As soon as they heard males and females are separated even if they are siblings Malanie got frightened because she thinks her roommate would bully her,while Matthew didn't know how he would keep an eye on her at night time.


As the people around them left to they dorms they stood frozen in place. Malaine was the first to speak."We should see what our dorm room numbers are.." Malaine spoke with a sad voice because she isn't sharing a room with her brother, her only friend. "Yeah.." Was the only reply Matthew gave his sister while they both looked inside their student packet. After telling each other what room number they where in they sighed.


"Come on, I'm going to walk you. And after you unpack stay there I will come an get you after I unpack as well." Matthew said as he started to pull Malanie along by her hand."Yes brother." Malaine mumbled quietly as she tried to keep up so she wouldn't trip.Soon the twins where standing outside of Malaine's doorm."See when you come an get me." Malaine said as she hugged him. Matthew hugged his sister back before pulling away. "See you soon, I won't take long." With that Matthew hurried to his dorm room.


Malaine went inside closing the door behind her. Looking around she noticed her roommate wasn't here yet,maybe she would be lucky an not get one. After thinking for a while Malaine shrugged her shoulders and made her way over to her part of the dorm and started to unpack her many bags. Mean while Matthew had finally gotten to his dorm room, he tooke a deep breath and prayed to himself praying his roommate wasn't annoying. Opening the door slowly he walked in...