[OOC] Aʀʀᴏᴡsᴍɪᴛʜ: Fʀᴇsʜᴍᴀɴ Yᴇᴀʀ

[alexfangtalon]

@carla6677@RBYDark@King Tai@mskennedy615 Actually, I may do this. Since he said his character came in after class had started I probably might put his seating placement until after everyone else says something. I should also mention that if anyone else states that their character came in after class started then their first come first serve part will be pushed to after those who arrived before class started. I don't know for sure if I should do this though. What does everyone think. I feel like it makes sense.

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@alexfangtalon but embarrasment, Amelia sitting next to Ezera and Sadie

[alexfangtalon]

@carla6677 I highly doubt anyone is crazy enough to take that seat. Unless Lily is friends with Amelia as well. ;P_Smarty

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Every rp has to have someone who is obsessed with cupcakes

[King Tai]

@alexfangtalon@carla6677

It's fine to sit Ezera wherever you guys wanna sit him.

[Pathei Mathos]

@MissCapnCrunch Thank you (: I will post my character in an hour or so when I can get on. Currently using my phone (:

[LovelyAnastasia]

Glarin' at everyone and then stating in his own way that he is going to go after someone else's girlfriend on the very first day....

Oberon you have surprised me with your boldness...

[LovelyAnastasia]

OK. We have thirty students in the same class. I'm assuming the desks will be placed in 6 rows and 5 columns. Like this

Ezera Amelia Sadie Selene Nathan

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* * Poetry * *

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Oberon Indiana * Lilac *

Ebony Clyde Derek Thomas Kas

If y'all want to fill in where your characters are that may(?) be helpful.

Wynona and Blake's seating arrangements were left open.

Alison is seating near Nicole.

Current set-up. Any issues or questions let me know.

NOTICE

Due to the Ebony post coming before the Oberon post the character had first picks. So, I moved Oberon forward since all that was specified was near the window and the character still is. Also, moved Indiana forward to keep with the way the posts have gone.

@alexfangtalon

Makes sense to me. As long as he's towards the back and by the window, it is allllll good~

Leave it to Poetry to accidentally be all alone XD

ALSO

100th poooost in the RP~ Whhhhooooooo~

[MissCapnCrunch]

:) Time skip coming!

[Pathei Mathos]

arιa delaney

arιa delaney

"вe мore concerned wιтн yoυr cнaracтer тнan yoυr repυтaтιon,
вecaυѕe yoυr cнaracтer ιѕ wнaт yoυ really are,
yoυr repυтaтιon ιѕ мerely wнaт oтнerѕ тнιnĸ yoυ are."

The Girl Your Mother Warned You About

|| NAME ||

Aria is my name. Aria Delaney.

|| GENDER ||

Come on, it's really not hard to tell. Female.

|| AGE ||

I'm 14-years-old. I'll be 15 in early January.

|| GRADE ||

It's my ninth year of school.

|| SEXUALITY ||

Hetero, but Bi-Curious.

|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||

Taken by Kol Danvers ^{who is a Junior, this year}. He and I live in the same neighborhood, and met through our fathers. Both of our fathers went to AA meetings, and Kol and I were a couple of the kids who practically grew up in the rooms of AA. Our fathers became fast friends, and both eventually fell back into their old habits, enjoying it together in their new-found friendship. Kol and I became very close and decided one day that we'd take a shot at being something more. We've been together for a year and a half, now. Kol is my flashlight.

|| MORE IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||

Standing at an approximate five foot four, weighing a total one-hundred and twenty-six pounds, I'm built with a majority of muscle and lean fat. I have a slim figure with slight curves, a set of average B-cups and a killer smile to go with it. My dark hair is quite lengthy, stretching past my breasts an inch or so. Dark, 'sh*t-brown' eyes match my hair color perfectly. Almost seeming black, in the darker hours of the day. In direct sunlight, my eyes brighten up and become more of a golden-brown. I've got my great-grandmother's nose, my mother's eyes and a mouth just like my father's. Both in shape and the way we talk. ^{Quite the sailor, sometimes.} Or at least that's what I've been told. I've got major scarring on my left hand from burns I received in a house fire that nearly took the life of my youngest brother. What people don't know ^{because they can't see them} is that I've also got quite the graveyard of scars on my upper thighs. Back in my early middle school days, I became an emotional cutter. No one knows of this, not even my parents. Well, Kol knows.. but he's the only exception, and I'd like to keep it that way.

The Part of Me You'll Never Take From Me

|| PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

+ Athletic
+ Considerate
+ Disciplined
+ Humble
+ Intelligent
+ Self-Sufficient
- Anxious
- Clumsy
- Depressed
- In-Decisive
- Insecure
- Stubborn

|| PERSONALITY ||

I'd think others would see me as a semi-quiet person, one who doesn't particularly enjoy speaking up for herself which by default makes me an excellent soldier. I am well disciplined and am a great leader, when it comes to working together with others on such things as class projects and assignments. It pretty much goes without saying that about 98% of the people who meet me instantly love me. I am a real people person once I can get a feel for them, and am very friendly upon meeting new people but can be super shy at times, as well. Once you get to know me, I'll be one of your most trusted and loyal friends. Or, at least I hope I can be. I expect a lot of myself, and put others needs before my own. I am very family-oriented. I'm definitely different. Some might even say I'm difficult. They're right, because truth of the matter is, I'm complicated.

|| QUIRKS ||

→ Always knowing what direction I am heading in.
→ I have a weakness for rescuing stray animals.
→ When dining out, before I leave, I always tidy up the dishes into neat stacks and reset condiments.
→ Constantly quoting my favorite movies and can usually identify a movie by a single quote. I can remember a whole movie's worth of monologue but can't remember what I ate for dinner last week. Like, really?
→ I can speak in cartoon-like voices that sound nothing like my actual voice. Usually when reciting Disney movie monologue or cosplaying as Harley Quinn.
→ I tend to be roughly ten to thirty minutes early to any kind of appointment, meeting or even my school classes. I like to be punctual.
→ I have a fifty cent piece that I carry around in my pocket. When I get nervous/anxious, I begin rolling it over my knuckles. I used to have a bad habit of biting my fingernails, but I've trained myself not to do that, anymore.

|| HOBBIES ||

→ Cooking
→ Horse-back Riding
→ Singing
→ Reading
→ Drawing
→ Photography
→ Dancing
→ Writing Poetry
→ Dog-Walking
→ Playing Acoustic Guitar
→ Online Gaming
→ Online Role Playing
→ Fishing
→ Camping
→ Mudding
→ Quad Riding

|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||

+ My furkids (pets)
→ ^{Timber Wolf / Shepard Hybrids (same litter)} Roan & Shadow
→ ^{Shepard Mix & Rex Rat} Coyote (k-eye-oat) & Boog. Coyote is my youngest brother's, technically.
+ Wolves♥
+ Harley Quinn♦
+ DC Comics
+ Gaming
+ Reading
+ Artsy Activities
+ Animals
+ Summer
+ Sweater Weather
+ Cuddling
+ Hugs
+ Dodgeball
+ Softball
+ Volleyball
+ Texting
+ Helping Others
+ Laughing
+ Good Vibes
+ Rain / Storms
+ Smoking ^{not ciggarettes..}
+ Guys with Beards
- Being Alone
- Crowded Rooms
- Enclosed/Small Spaces
- Crying in Front of Others
- Being Touched Unexpectedly
- Drinking / Drunk People
- Horror Movies in Dark Rooms
- Chewing with an Open Mouth
- Common Core Math
- Cheaters
- Animal Abuse
- Make-Up
- Annoying People

The Little Bits and Pieces I Have Left

|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||

→ Mother ✦ Monica Marie Denaley ✦ Deceased
→ Father ✦ Miles Joseph Bradshaw ✦ Self-Employed Contractor
→ Step-Mother ✦ Laurel Des Young ✦ Counselor for Reach Out ^{Local 'help' for Troubled Youth}
→ Grandmother, Mother's Side ✦ Yvonne Shiela Delaney ✦ Retired, Living in Retirement Community
→ Grandmother, Father's Side ✦ Donna Marie Bradshaw ✦ Retired, Living in Senior Living Home
→ Eldest Half-Sister, Father's First Marriage ✦ Genevieve Bradshaw ✦ College pursuing the Arts
→ Eldest Half-Brother, Father's First Marriage ✦ James David Bradshaw ✦ Working part-time job while helping his elderly grandmother
→ Ⅰ Eldest ^Full-Brother ✦ Joseph Daniel Delaney ✦ Works at K-Mart part-time, other half of his time he helps dad on his job sites
→ Ⅱ Elder ^Full-Brother ✦ Tyler Kaidan Bradshaw ✦ College Freshman at a local community college, works at Culver's full-time
→ Ⅲ Elder ^Full-Brother ✦ Wyatt Malloy Denaley ✦ 12^th Grade, part-time at Culver's with Tyler
→ Youngest Half-Brother, Father's Current ^Dying Relationship ✦ Christopher Michael Bradshaw ✦ Stays at home or with babysitter
→ Cousin, Mother's Side ✦ Devon McCracken ✦ 11^th Grade, part-time at Circle K

|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||

The house that built me is a two-story, five-bedroom, two-bath home, with an added attic and basement built in. Two bedrooms sit on the first floor (icluding the Masteer) while the other three sit on the second floor. Painted white with a dark brown roof. The windows are short in width but stand tall, five in a row on the first floor, and four in a row on the second. The attic also has windows. Four small ones in total, all grouped together. There's also a small porch area outside of the front door. There's a flimsy metal door that encloses the porch before you can get to the front door. Once inside, you'll notice nothing is particularly new in this house. Since my mother passed, things haven't been taken care of as well as they should. Paint is beginning to peel off the walls, the floorboards creak louder than they used to and depending on your step, even cave in slightly as if ready to collapse. The four rooms used for the Delaney/Bradshaw kids were quite small, the master bedroom was only slightly bigger than theirs. Many family photos litter the walls of the house, as well as old notes and drawings plastered on the old fridge with magnets of every shape and size. Now that only Wyatt, Christopher and I live at the house with dad, we each have our own rooms and dad has his room and own little office space out of the fifth bedroom. In the backyard, there's a tree house and a play-set that was built when Tyler and Wyatt were kids that now only Christopher uses. Sometimes I indulge in his childish games and will play outside with him in the tree house and on the play set, pushing him on the swings or helping him climb the monkey bars. The house that built me also tears me down. So many good and bad memories in this place..

|| CAR DESCRIPTION ||

I don't have my own car, yet. Kol does, though. He usually drives me to and from school so I don't have to rely on my dad.

The Nitty Gritty Truths About Me You'll Probably Never Know

|| BIOGRAPHY ||

Where do I even begin? |Taking a moment, Aria takes a deep breath and slowly lets it out, rubbing her palms over the tops of her thighs firmly.| Well, I guess it all starts with my birth. I was born in the wee hours of a Friday morning, January 18^th, 2002. My parents were engaged at the time of my arrival, but lasted only another two years before they broke off their relationship for the last time. With four boys and two girls on their hands, they did whatever they could to keep us as comfortable as they possibly could, even from separate households. Dad's was always the most packed, with James, Joseph, Tyler, Wyatt and Genevieve.. not to mention myself. No matter which house I was in, though, I was always the baby. Picked on by the rest of my siblings but got spoiled the most by my parents and grandmas. I've never known my 'grandpas'. My mother's dad was an alcoholic who used to beat my grandma, and my dad's absentee father was never around for him. He left my daddy early on in his childhood. The only man my daddy ever grew up looking up to were my great Uncle Glen and great grandpa, who we call 'Pops'. I spent most of my time at my mom's house, though. The three youngest of my brothers also stayed with my mom during the school week, and got to spend time at our dad's on the weekend. Over the years, both our parents found new people to be with and soon ^{approx. 6 years after the split with dad} our mom was engaged again to a man by the name of Walter Kennedy. He turned out to be a better stand-in-father than our own dad ever was, and probably ever would be.
Mom worked at a bar called Poor Richard's as a bartender, and tended to drink on the job quite often only to come home hammered off her *ass. When she'd get home, she'd drink more until she'd black out. Walt wasn't too much help in this situation, although to his credit he did try convincing her to at least slow it down, knowing she didn't have the will to stop. She never did. After years of watching her stumble through the school grounds to pick me up from After School Program, screaming in a drunken cheers at me while I was acting up on stage for a play my class put on in 5th grade, and me having to search her room for peppermint schnapps bottles to empty out before she could return home. I may have been the baby in the household, but I seemed to be the only one trying to help mom with her disease. At one point or another, mom dragged me around to the AA meetings she went to like dad had suggested her to do. They didn't seem to be her thing, and before ya' knew it she was back to doing what she loved. Drinking. Wasn't too long after the family finally came to the conclusion she needed to go to rehab and her refusing treatment, that she landed herself in the hospital several times for blood transfusions. At that time, my dad convinced her and Walt to let him take over custody of me. I didn't really understand why until a few months later. Finally, one day just a week after Christmas of '12 had passed, she was back in the hospital, but this time the doctor said there was nothing they could do. Mom wouldn't wake. They transferred her to a convalescent facility where she spent her last week before she died of liver failure.. internal bleeding, including several spots on her brain. She died a complete stranger. The cirrhosis caused her skin to yellow and age, making her 36-year-old self to look 10 years older. Her death landed 11 days before my 12th birthday.
Dad, however, worked as an independent contractor. Unlicensed and usually under the table, but he was very good at what he did.He also had a much different addiction, than mom did. Drugs. In his early years he dabbled in quite a few different things, but the one he refused to let go of was weed. Dad would lock himself in the garage and get high with his childhood buddies, leaving my siblings and I to our grandma to entertain us. It seemed at times I hardly even knew who my dad was. I became very close with my grandma during the early years of my childhood, and grew further apart from my dad. He would try buying our love with material things, and one time buying us a group of hermit crabs to somewhat satisfy our want for a house pet. On rare occasions, we'd take day trips to the lake or weekend trips to the river to camp and fish. Other than that, dad was hardly around for any of us. When my mother began to go downhill with her health about a year before her passing, to his credit, he went cold turkey and started going to NA meetings. During this time, he met my step-mom Laurel. They were both in NA trying to set their lives straight, and going against the 'unspoken rule' of the meetings (not dating anyone till after your first year of sobriety), they began dating and sooner than later found out they were pregnant. 9 months later I was blessed with the fact I was no longer the baby, anymore and had to do a bit of growing up. Even though I was the youngest of the older siblings in the Bradshaw house, I was the one stuck babysitting Christopher while dad and Laurel went away to NA meetings that sometimes lasted till the early hours of the morning. Dad kept me at my school to finish out 6th grade, but once the school year ended, I was transferred into a new school in the town near the apartment my father and Laurel rented. I spent the two years of my Middle School life living with my father and step-mom. I was treated like Cinderella, during those times, although thankfully I didn't have any mean step-siblings to deal with. Just my own brothers, who still managed to be a pain in my rear. During the last two years, my dad dropped NA and started going to AA meetings but eventually dropped out when he met Mr. Danvers (Kol's dad) who he began going on drinking binges with. It's difficult living with old memories
After 8th grade graduation, dad and Laurel bought the house that his mom used to own in the same town I was born and raised in. So, here I am. Enrollment day at Arrowsmith High. Not too excited for school, especially high school of all things, but it is the high school I would have gone to had my mom still been around. I was more excited to see old faces, than anything. I don't want to be labeled as 'the girl who lost her mom', anymore. I want to make a name for myself, here. I want to place on the Freshman softball team, land a place in the AVID program for next year, and maybe join a club or two, as well. I don't want to stand out, so much, as I want to just kind of.. exist among the masses. Share some time and space but not get in people's way. Follow my own path and maybe make some decent friends and memories along the way.

|| THEME SONG ||

Broken Angel by Boyce Avenue
_{and now yoυ've grown υp wιтн тнιѕ noтιon тнaт yoυ were тo вlaмe
and yoυ ѕeeм ѕo ѕтrong ѕoмeтιмeѕ вυт ι ĸnow тнaт yoυ ѕтιll ғeel тнe ѕaмe
aѕ тнaт lιттle gιrl wнo ѕнιned lιĸe and angel
even aғтer нιѕ lazy нearт pυт yoυ тнroυgн нell
ι wιѕн yoυ coυld ѕee тнaт
ѕтιll yoυ тry тo ιмpreѕѕ нιм
вυт нe never wιll lιѕтen
oн вroĸen angel
were yoυ ѕad wнen нe crυѕнed all yoυr dreaмѕ?
oн вroĸen angel
ιnѕιde yoυ're dyιng caυѕe yoυ canт вelιeve
нe woυld leave yoυ alone
and leave yoυ ѕo cold
wнen yoυ were нιѕ daυgнтer
вυт тнe вlood ιn yoυr veιnѕ
aѕ yoυ carry нιѕ naмe
тυrnѕ тнιnner тнan waтer
yoυ're jυѕт a вroĸen angel}

|| OTHER ||

N/A

^{Relationship Sheet will be made, and updated as Aria meets people.}

@MissCapnCrunch

[MissCapnCrunch]

@A Tattooed Girl

She's lovely! :) Add her to the bin.
You'll have to excuse us as we finish up this day- but then the next school day is yours to join ^^

[MissCapnCrunch]

:) Post up. Going to post as Wynona later ^_^

[DELETED398658]

@MissCapnCrunch I have a character idea that I really want to use but is it too late
If I do make her she will swear quite a bit but I will skip those bits

[RBYDark]

@MissCapnCrunch I have a character idea that I really want to use but is it too late
If I do make her she will swear quite a bit but I will skip those bits

@carla6677

I get the impression we'll be able to sign up characters again Sophomore Year? Since I also came up with a few concepts to toss into the rp. Just jot your idea down for now.

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@RBYDark Just in case can you help me with the form

[RBYDark]

@carla6677 I mean, I can try a bit, sure. Not sure how long I'll be around for.

[DELETED398658]

@RBYDark
I want to make her form just in case

[TheIrishJJ]

If it't not too late, I'd like Conan behind Nathan, and the other two can go wherever.

[RBYDark]

@carla6677 I understand this. Just, I have a college class to get to, plus an interest check to post today. So not sure how much I'll be able to help. But can help.

[DELETED398658]

@RBYDark I could ask someone else if you want