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Wistful Dreams ❝𝖶𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗒 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌.❞

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Location; The Quad → Campus Parking Lot
Interacting With; No one.
It is finally the weekend, the second weekend of the semester to be exact and people could not be happier about it as their excitement definitely filled the air. Most people did not have classes at all today while others had either one or two classes to fulfill some of their time for the day. An announcement was made earlier by Dean Abrams about a Welcome Back To School Bonfire that was to be hosted on the beach nearby. Anyone and everyone was invited, even the new people that were on scholarship.

Since there was enough time before the bonfire later that night, Charlotte had picked a spot in the quad and sat down on a bench, opening up a book to read. Everyone that walked past her gasped at the display as she rolled her eyes and scoffed softly to herself. She may have been entitled to many, many things but she was nowhere near snobby and could definitely read a good book or two within the day.

While she was reading, she couldn't help but think about who all was going to be at the bonfire tonight. She knew that she had to be on her best dress since that's what everyone is expecting from her, so shopping was definitely on her list for the day. After she read a chapter, she saved her spot with her pink and glittery bookmark then stood up with a breath and looked around, seeing many people still fluttering around the campus. Charlotte started a small walk onto the sidewalk as she walked towards her 2017 Red Jeep Cherokee in the parking lot.

Before she got inside, she knew that she could not go shopping alone. Charlotte wondered who could she get to go shopping with her for a new outfit or just go with her so that she wouldn't be alone and by herself. She shrugged her shoulders as no one really came to mind, for real though a couple people did but she did not want to bother them either. Once she was inside her vehicle, she cranked the engine up and let her vehicle cool down since it was a scorcher today.

Since it was just a bonfire, she needed to get something really casual to wear and she knew just the place to go.






Location; Campus → His dorm room
Interacting With; Eunha via text {@Tenma Tendo}
The first thing Eddie did once his final was over was find a wall and propped against it, placing a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it up. He exhaled the smoke through his nostrils as he started to walk towards his dorm room now, still smoking on the cigarette. Eddie flicked the ashes off to the side then continued his trek while thinking strongly about attending the bonfire later on. Out of all of his friends, he wondered who all was going and who wasn't.

Honestly, Eddie just really wanted to stay inside all day and night and play video games - Either by himself or with his video game buddy, Eunha. Now that the thought had crossed his mind, he pulled out his cell phone and shot a text towards Eunha.

To: Eunha
Dude, do you want to come over and play video games or something? Also, are you attending the bonfire?


Eddie sent the text and stuffed his phone back inside of his pocket. He had finally finished his cigarette as he dropped the remains down on the concrete beneath him and stepped on it with his shoe before unlocking his dorm room door and opening it, walking inside. He threw his keys off towards the side and went over towards his PS4, turning the device on and grabbing his wireless controller.

With a sigh, he plopped down on the couch and leaned back, kicking his shoes off and getting really comfortable. Staying inside all night and playing video games might be want Eddie does all night, for real.
Hidden 2 yrs ago 2 yrs ago Post by ChaoticFox
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ChaoticFox The Fabulous Fox

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Location: Her apartment --> The Auditorium
Interacting with: Anyone in the general area of the campus.



The cold arctic wind blew across the tundra and sent shivers down Rileigh’s back. She looked up across the rolling hills through the tinted lenses of her Ray Ban’s, taking in the area with a satisfied exhale. While it wasn’t sunny and warm like her home back in Hollywood, the North-West Territories in Canada were relatively mild in the summer and most of the snow had melted away by now. Rileigh had paid for this trip out of pocket and flown her way up the country and into Canada to start filming her documentary, a project she had wanted to do for years. It was almost a year in planning, and another year before that learning her equipment and contacting sponsors. Its not that she needed the money from the sponsors. Her father had offered to fund the entire thing when Rileigh had first brought the idea to him. No, she wanted to get her name out and find a publisher. That’s where she’d make a name for herself.

Looking up to the hired guide ahead of her—a friend of her father’s that had done this kind of thing before he had retired—the aspiring film-maker quickened her pace until she was right beside him. Bringing up her backup/ vlogging camera so that the two of them were in frame, she reached up with her other hand and slid her sunglasses up onto her forehead.

“So this marks the halfway point of day five here in the beautiful North West Territories way up in Northern Canada. So where are we headed to, Martin?” The blonde turned the camera to the older gentlemen, Martin, prompting him to talk.

“Well Miss Rileigh, right now we’re just east of Great Bear Lake. So I was thinking that once we get the next few shots that you wanted, we’ll head over to the lake and see the sights there. Should be an awesome place to get some footage.” Martin’s voice was upbeat and enthusiastic, genuinely happy to be out in the wilderness.

“Sounds like a plan.”


Truthfully they had set out the path before they had even arrived, and while it certainly had deviated a bit, the chatter was all for the camera. The blonde turned off the camera and clipped it onto her pack before walking up to a small ledge on the hill. Kneeling down Rileigh slid her rather large backpack off of her shoulders and set it down gently, unclasping the tripod from it’s side. From the depths of her backpack she retrieved her main filming/photography camera, a Nikon D5500 with a rather expensive telephoto lens—a graduation present from her father—and began to set up the ensemble for some good landscape shots.

A few moments later Martin poked his head out of the tent he had set up and looked over to Rileigh.

“You may want to set up your tent Ry, it looks like we may get a storm.”



Two weeks later...


Rileigh threw her messenger bag over her shoulder and made to grab her guitar bag before she proceeded towards the door of her apartment. With the turn of her key, she quickly locked the door and paced over to the elevator, having conveniently arrived as the doors open. With a smirk she entered the elevator, pressed the button for the ground floor and watched as the doors shut in front of her. Once she arrived on the ground floor Rileigh proceeded towards the main doors and pulled out her phone, checking her notifications before stopping outside. On the window, she taped up a rather large sign that read “Looking for a roommate! Text Rileigh Young if interested.”

With the press of a button, she unlocked the doors to her Nissan 370Z Convertible and hopped into the driver’s seat. The six cylinder, twin turbo’d engine roared to life as she twisted the key in the ignition. She quickly drove off towards the university, the wind blowing through her hair. Rileigh loved her car. The little sports coupe could hit some very impressive speeds on a straight away and was super fun to drive down the windy roads in the hills. It also helped that it hadn’t costed her much to buy either.

Pulling into the parking lot Rileigh hopped out of her car and grabbed both of her bags, heading over into the auditorium. After she had made sure no one was using it, she set her guitar up on stage with the amps found in the room behind, along with her laptop to which she hooked up to speakers. She navigated to her recording software before opening up a backing drum track; Rileigh had no one to play percussion for her. After it had begun, the blonde quickly returned to her guitar and readied herself for the start of the song.

“One, two, three, four..”


The first riff of This Suffering by Billy Talent rang out through the auditorium, the crisp sound of Rileigh’s Les Paul classic guitar audible in the surrounding hallways. The blonde played the intro effortlessly, her fingers gliding across the frets by muscle memory alone. When the first verse came up, Rileigh took in a breath before singing into the mic in front of her.



“Like a target drawn across my chest.”
“She’s a bullet in Russian roulette.”
“You said ‘you’ll never turn your back on me!’ Rescue me! Rescue me!”
“Would you stand by be and bury me! Bury me!”

“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”

Having lost herself in the music, Riliegh played and sang her heart out without a care of who heard it.

“And when she spins the bottle ‘round and round.’”
“Every time it leaves me gagged and bound!”
“You said ‘you’ll never turn your back on me!’ Rescue me! Rescue me!”
“Would you stand by be and bury me! Bury me!”

“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“End this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”

“Misery, won’t get the best of me, cause now I’m callin’, yes I’m callin’ on your bluff!”
“Misery, won’t get the best of me, cause now I’m callin’, yes I’m callin’ on your bluff!”
“Throw down the cards, I’ve had enough!”

“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”

“Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“End this lie, I can’t pretend this time.”
“I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!”
“Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,”
“You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!”
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Hidden 2 yrs ago Post by Tenma Tendo
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Tenma Tendo Thunder Pillar in Training

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Location; Dance Studio -> Eddie's Dorm Room
Interacting With; Edgar via text and in person {@HushedWhispers}



The transition from home to college has been strenuous indeed for the young Korean boy. Thankfully, coming actively to the university during the summer made it a lot easier for the boy to grow use to his new home. Not to mention, distressing in the open dance studio did wonders for him, and that was what he was currently doing, dancing around like no one was watching. Wearing headphones instead of earbuds, the young adult was able to jump around with little worry aside from a few other people, keeping to the beat of the music like clockwork.

One, two, three, four.

One, two, three, four.

Eunha went from hip-hop to ballet, always switching over his dancing styles based on the music in his shuffled playlist. Just as he was in the middle of going from a cartwheel into a back handspring, his phone buzzed twice, alerting the boy that he received a text. Completely his back handspring with a little stumble of surprise, Eunha pulled off his headphones and unzipped his pocket to check on his phone.

From: Eddie
Dude, do you want to come over and play video games or something? Also, are you attending the bonfire?


Oh yeah, that's right. There was a bonfire open to all students later in the day. Eunha had no intention of actually going, in fear of the amount of people that might actually be there, but if he was going with some friends, he would probably go to avoid being lonely. Hesitantly typing his response, Eunha let his mind wander for a bit.

To: Eddie
Yeah, sounds fun! Keep a controller warm for me! :) And, I'm not sure...there might be a lot of people there. I'll see you in five! :D


As soon as he sent his text, the dark haired boy grabbed his hoodie and bag and rushed out of the dance studio, giving those in there a quick goodbye before heading out. Fortunately, the dance studio wasn't too far away from the dorms. Within a few minutes, Eunha had made it to Eddie's dorm room, knocking tentatively before calling out.
"Hello hello! It's me~" Eunha hummed sweetly, a wide smile locked on his face.
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Hidden 2 yrs ago Post by Helo
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Bodhi Fisher


Location; Apartment building → Bodhi’s home → The Beach.
Interacting With; No one in particular


“Dude, I’m telling you this shit right here is a quality sativa, very uplifting, my dude’s calling it Coral Reefer, and this is totally exclusive. I’m only offering it to the best customers, you’d be one of the first dudes to light this up.” Bodhi explained, giving his best sales pitch to Justin, a hipster-type acquaintance. He sat a slightly upscale apartment with Justin and two of his friends whose names Bodhi couldn’t remember. His beat up old backpack rested between his legs and he unzipped the bag and pulled out a pill bottle that contained a rather large bud. “I mean give it look, take a sniff. Nice and sticky, blue hairs, perfect covering of trichomes.”

“Dude, I don’t know, I mean I got a medical card now, the dispensary’s cheaper.” One of Justin’s friends started to say.

“Whoa man, I didn’t know you wanted some corporate ditch weed. I mean this is local, small batch, artisan shit right here. This is grown with love by a true sixties throwback, not some mass-produced factory plants.” Bodhi continued, choosing his words carful to appeal to his customer.

“Bodhi, Bodhi, man this is what I want,” Justin said handing back the pill bottle to Bodhi. “I’ll take an ounce.” He said, standing up and pulling out a wad of cash. Bodhi nodded and pulled out a sealed bag of weed and handed it to Justin in exchange for the cash.

“Awesome, good seeing you again man, enjoy.” Bodhi said before heading out. So far, his day had been productive; caught some early morning waves and made some cash giving a couple surf lessons, finished up some assignments for class, and now he’d finished making deliveries. He headed back to his car, a ’95 blue jeep wrangler, lifted and capable of some off-roading when he got the urge. His car was actually a couple years older than he, and try as he might he nor anyone else he knew could ever get the air to work, but he took good care of it, knew a enough about cars that he could tinker with it for small problems and knew a couple of older surfers with significate automotive knowledge who helped him out with bigger problems.

Bodhi headed back home; he still lived in a small, run down, house with his mom rather than rent an apartment with friends or live in the dorms at school. It was close to both campus and the beach which was a major plus, and he knew his mom would have a hard time making rent without his help. “Maverick!” He shouted as he walked through the front door and headed into the kitchen. An energetic, eight-year-old black Labrador bounded forth from the old couch in the main room, followed Bodhi into the kitchen, while spinning in circles and wagging his entire back end with excitement. He put the majority of the money he'd made in a coffee can on top the fridge for his mom, while keeping some to buy more product later, and a small amount for himself. He headed into his own cramped room; the walls were adorned with surf posters and his boards, piles of laundry on the floor, and a collection of school books and notebooks covered his unmade bed. He stashed most of the money in his sock drawer, keeping a small amount in his wallet for later, and dumped the contents of his back pack on the bed. He grabbed an old chewed up Frisbee and a beat up leather leash and went to take Mav for a walk followed by a game fetch the Frisbee until his four-legged friend was worn out and they headed back home. Bodhi grabbed a cup in the kitchen and scooped the dog’s dinner from the large bag of dog food that he grabbed from the top of the refrigerator. He poured the cup of food into Mav’s bowl and the dog immediately began wolfing it down.

Bodhi, having been up since just before sunrise, took a quick nap on the couch while Mav, after finishing his dinner, found a spot on a nearby chair. When he got back up again he check the time, the school bonfire thing wasn’t until a bit later that night, so he still had some time to head back to the beach and hopefully catch a few more waves and still have some time to stop back at home to drop off his board, shower, and change. He left his shirt and flip flops in his room, grabbed his shortboard, packed his backpack with the essentials; one bottle of sunscreen, one large towel, water, and one bar of Mr. Zog's Sex Wax, before he headed out to the beach. He kept his phone in a waterproof case zipped up in the pocket of his board shorts along with his keys and wallet. He picked a spot in the sand just far enough from shore that his stuff would stay dry and began waxing up his surfboard.
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Hidden 2 yrs ago Post by Ken
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Location; Dorm Room → Car
Interacting With; Charlotte via text {@HushedWhispers}


Red, weary eyes looked back at her from the center of the vanity mirror, the not so shocking result of pulling yet another all-nighter. Although the school semester had just begun less than two weeks ago, her professors had already started to assign papers and projects. They weren't due for another week or two, but anyone who knew Valentina knew that she had to be on top of everything. In this case, that meant staying up to research for an analysis paper of Philip Zimbardo's Infamous Prison Study.

A steaming hot cup of Chai tea sat on the dressing table, right next to Val's wide array of cosmetic products. In swift movements, she fixed her eyebrows, applied foundation, concealer, lashes, and even added a bit of crimson red lipstick. By the time she was finished with her face, her contents of her tea cup were gone, and so were any traces of exhaustion.

"Damn, you're good," Valentina spoke to her reflection as stared into the mirror, admiring her handy work. She knew that she'd have to touch everything up for the bonfire that was scheduled for later on, something a bit lighter for the occasion, but she was content for the moment. After throwing on a pair of black pants and a ruffled blouse, Val nodded goodbye to her seemingly mute roommate, grabbed her purse and cell phone, and left her dorm room. Despite having the money and means to rent an apartment like other sophomore students, Val opted to continue with on-campus housing. She felt that it would be a lot easier to get to where she needed to go on campus and meet new people in the process.

As she made her way towards where her car was parked, Valentina pulled out her cell phone and sent a quick text message to Charlotte.

To: Char
Need an outfit for tonight. Meet @ the shop in 20?


Char and Val had been great friends for a while; she two had a lot more in common than anyone else Val has ever had the pleasure of meeting. One thing that the two could especially bond over was their penchant for fashion; the two women both enjoyed looking their absolute best whenever they went out, and the bonfire was no exception. By the time Val reached her 2017 Toyota Camry, she'd already begun to piece together an outfit in her head. She had a general idea of the casual look she wanted to wear to the event, but would, of course, need a second opinion from her friend.
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Hidden 2 yrs ago 2 yrs ago Post by SouffleGirl123
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SouffleGirl123 Weird dweeby fangirly tiny smol bean

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Location; Her dorm --> A music/practice room --> Auditorium
Interacting With; Rileigh Young briefly @ChaoticFox[/center]

The day was only young when Christina left her dorm. She shut the door, attempting to be as quiet as possible although there were already students wandering the school. Christina gave a gentle sigh. She didn't belong here, not alongside the rich and strikingly gorgeous. They knew it, she knew it, a tiny, plain working class girl did not fit in. She fiddled with the silver crucifix on her necklace. She'd show them. Just because she's disadvantaged financially and even physically she can still do well. With her laptop bag over her shoulder and violin case in one hand she soldiered on.

Eventually she was meant with the group of practice rooms and slipped into one and shut the door behind her. She tightens and smothers rosin on her violin bow and logs into her laptop. She then tunes her violin before warming up with a quick tune. Satisfied she hadn't lost any skill over the past few hours she had slept in she turned to the open musescore document on her laptop. In front of her sat a budding masterpiece... Almost. It may just be a bunch of chords and 4 bars now but eventually? It'll become a fully blown composition.

Christina lifted her violin back to her shoulder and played the little she had so far and tried to add a bit more to it. No. Not that. She tried again, varying the ending. It wasn't long before the young woman was lost in her world of composition. For that moment it didn't matter that Christina was somewhere she didn't belong. It didn't matter the people she could call friends was scarce. The university. The world. None of it mattered, just her and the sweet music that surrounded her.

Time flew past her as she played on her violin, humming other possible parts. Eventually she went on a tangent. She improvised a great piece between her violin and the occasional parts signaled by humming. Amazing. As she finished she held her bow in the air as if she just played for a large audience. Assignment done easy! She then looked back at her laptop, as the practically blank document. How did she play that? "Dammit," she muttered as her new created piece faded from her mind. Christina could make up something amazing on the spot, problem was, she got lost in it and thus scarcely remembered much of it. She sighed. This might be harder then she first thought. Well, she was in the mood to play as if she had an audience again. She packed up the last of her stuff and departed the room for the auditorium.

Christina didn't know how long she was in that music room but she knew now the school was crawling with students. Most walked with the grace and poise as the models while Christina stumbled along, violin in one had and laptop case over her shoulder, until she reached the auditorium.

Approaching the door of auditorium Christina could here This Suffering by Billy Talent pouring from it. She hummed along but was too lost in her thoughts to pay attention to the fact it was definitely not Billy Talent the self playing. It was obvious it wasn't but her mind just didn't really make the connection that another must have been in there. As the person in the auditorium played the last of the song Christina happened to burst in. Her eyes quickly flew up the blonde, "Oh... Oh! I am so sorry- I didn't mean to- sorry," she stdmbles over her words
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Hidden 2 yrs ago Post by AcerRo
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Raylan Ulysses


Location; Gym to campus.
Interacting With; No one yet.


"Awww fuck...." Raylan's first words almost every morning. This was the side of combat sports that few ever really saw. The difficulty of getting out of bed on the morning. The soreness, pain and stiffness that came with hard training. Once he got moving he didn't feel any pain at all, but it was getting moving that was the hard part.

As he rolled off his make shift bed. He had made it from pallets that he had.... Liberated with the help of a couple of friends. With a roaring yawn and a long stretch he was ready to meet the day. Raylan checked his phone. He saw a missed call and a voice mail from his coach. The coach was worthless by and large. Raylan knew more and taught better than this so called coach. Yet he resigned himself to this when took the scholarship.

Raylan wasn't shocked when he heard the voice mail. It had happened thee times before and since this was his last year, he fully expected the call. "Hey Raylan, uh..." The voice mail said. Raylan let out a frustrated sigh. "The NCAA called. They're looking into you again for impermissible benefits. Your living arrangements and any jobs you might have. Now I know." That was all Raylan was willing to listen to as he hung up and detailed the voice mail.

Student athletes weren't allowed to have to jobs. They were giving 500 bucks a month to live on. In a place like this that money didn't go far... Not at all. So Raylan, like thousands of other people across the country found ways to make extra money on the side. Wrestling wasn't a big sport so he didn't have the exposure that say football plays or basketball plays did. Even still he was very careful about what he was doing at all times.

He looked at his calendar noting the day. There was some how to do at the beach. Some piss ant burning coals they called a bon fire. These people didn't know what a good fire was, all they knew was how to make wood hot. He missed home, in ways he couldn't explain. What he wouldn't he give to smell the creeks and see those rolling hills. However, what he saw at his feet did make him smile.

"First one with his hand." Raylan said as he drained the half empty pint bottle. It's amber content leaving a warming feeling that spread throught his body. As he finished his eight ounces of liquid breakfast, Raylan placed the back of his hand to his mouth. The taste of pure alcohol rushed out as he exhaled. He looked at the bottle and smiled, a bottle of George Dickle Number 12. “Whatever lurks ahead of grievous abominations and disorder, you and me walk into it together George.”

After a shower and some real food, Raylan walked out to see the own of the gym. "Hitting the bottle early aren't you?" The owner said knowing all the tale tale signs of Raylans drinking. While Raylan did a very good job of hiding his issues, the owner could spot them a mile off.

"People who time their drinking have issues. I don't time mine. I do need a lift to school though. Mind if I load the bike up and catch a ride?"

"Yeah, you got a women's self defense class to teach at four. Be back and sober Raylan. Got it?" The owners voice was stern and serious. It was the tone that even Raylan knew not be cavalier with.

"Promise." Raylan said as he walked out and loaded his motorcycle in to the bike of the owners truck. It didn't take long for them to head towards the school. As the both entered the truck, it was clear that the alcohol was in full effect.

"Wanna tell me why you decided to get lit this early in the morning?" The gym owner asked never once looking at Raylan.

"NCAA, improper benefits. That's all I'm gonna say about it." True to his word a thank you was the only other word uttered after he unloaded his motorcycle. Raylan always had his bike in the exact same spot, most knew the bike but not the rider.

Raylan started making his way as slowly as possible to the coaches office. He was looking for any reason at all to avoid the unannounced meeting. Looking for any excuse to get distracted and not go.
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Hidden 2 yrs ago 2 yrs ago Post by Wistful Dreams
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Wistful Dreams ❝𝖶𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗒 𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌.❞

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Location; Campus Parking Lot → Car → Shop
Interacting With; Valentina via text {@mskennedy615}
Charlotte stayed in her vehicle for a few more minutes before finally putting her jeep in reverse and backing up out of the parking space then put it in drive and started her drive out of the parking lot. It was whenever she stopped at the stop sign that her phone chimed and it was Valentina. Without even realizing, she reached down and picked up her phone, unlocking it and reading the text message. She squealed because Valentina was literally the answer to her prayers right about now. Of course, Charlotte being herself, she immediately shot a text message back towards Valentina.

To: Val
Girl, you must've read my mind! I'll see you there. ;3


She sent the message then heard the honk of a horn come from beside her as another student gave her the finger and kept on driving. With a scoff and a small flip of her hair, Charlotte pulled further out of the parking lot and started the drive towards the shop. She had hoped that Valentina would already be at the shop whenever she had arrived, that way she did not have to walk in alone.

During her drive, she cranked up some tunes that came on her radio and sung along. Charlotte loved listening to music especially Pop as it made her want to dance, which she was definitely going to do so at the bonfire tonight. Whenever she approached the shop, she did not see Valentina's car but then again, the shop was busy so it was probably there somewhere. She remained in her vehicle until she was to see Valentina's vehicle or receive a text message from her, letting her know that she was here.




Location; His dorm room
Interacting With; Eunha {@Tenma Tendo}
"Die! Bam!" Those words escaped from Eddie's mouth as he was playing his apocalyptic video game. He groaned as a sea of zombie was heading towards him in the game and he was eventually killed. "Shit!" Eddie blurted out then turned his eyes towards his phone, which had chimed about five minutes ago. He lifted the device to rest in his hand and read the message from Eunha then did not even bother to text him back as he was on his way.

With that thought, a knock came over his door and he jumped slightly at the sound then paused his game while walking over towards the door. The sound of the voice was definitely Eunha and Eddie knew it as he unlocked then opened the door widely, inviting Eunha inside. Once Eunha was inside of his room, Eddie closed the door and locked it back then lead Eunha towards the living area. "What's up, dude?" Eddie greeted then sat back down, handing Eunha the other wireless controller.

"So glad you are here. These zombies are kicking my ass, for real." Eddie mentioned while restarting the game over so Eunha can have a chance to catch up with him. "How was ballet class today?" He asked in a teased tone while waiting for the game to load and appear on the screen so that they can proceed with playing.
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Location;Eddie's Dorm Room
Interacting With; Edgar {@HushedWhispers}



Eunha clasped his hands behind him, tilting his head curiously as he awaited for the door to open. Once it did, and widely at that, the boy stepped in, waving politely. He quickly pulled off his shoes and left them near the door to avoid any dirt getting into the other's dorm before strolling over to the living area with Eddie.

Once they were there, Eunha took to the floor, finding it much more comfortable than sitting on the couch. He took the controller with a gleeful smile, his sleeves practically enveloping the entire thing due to how long they were.
"Thank you! And don't worry dude! Now that I'm here, this will be a cake walk!" The boy spoke confidently as he clutched his controller excitedly.

At the mention of his 'ballet class' while waiting for the game to start back up, Eunha couldn't help but stuck his tongue out in annoyance.
"Har har har, veeerrrry funny..." He groaned, unable to hide the smile forming on his face. "But if you must know, Mr. Detective, it was easy sauce, stuff I already knew. But it was still really fun! The teacher let me take a nap in the middle of class too!" Eunha said with the utmost enthusiasm, moving his arms to add to his words; it would probably explain why he was so energetic at the moment. Even as the game started up, Eunha was still able to talk and express his thoughts, quickly moving from class to other things, like lunch and the night before. Finally the boy moved onto the bonfire this night. "I know you asked me if I was going, but I still don't kno-- There's a zombie to your right! --I'll probably go if you or Chris go." He concluded, referring to Christina.
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Location; Dorm room → Dormitory Hallway.
Interacting With; Edgar@HushedWhispers and Eunha@Tenma Tendo



“Why can’t you put it on paper like normal people?”

Freddie placed the last leaf in the plastic box, wiping her hands of clumps of dirt that had clung to the leaves even through their wash. Because paper kills. Leaves are everywhere on the ground though, it’s fine.”

Her friend, Jamie, rolled her eyes in disbelief. “Okay, then why not recycled paper?”

Freddie’s knees were really starting hurt from the hard-concrete floor underneath the thin, cheap carpet of her dorm room. She glared at Jamie over her shoulder, “They’re just going to throw it away anyways, so why waste even recycled paper on it.”

Jamie huffed after she realized she had lost the argument and grabbed the second plastic container filled to the brim with leaves. “I still can’t believe you’re using fucking leaves for this.”

The redhead flapped her hand at Jamie, dismissing her flippantly; and even though she knew Jamie was cursing her under her breath, Freddie didn’t bother to turn around and set her straight. “Just go slide them under their doors. It’s hardly that much work.”

Jamie’s answer was the slam of the door (Freddie’s rebuttal was a yell about the fragility of said door).

After sliding leaves that said ‘Don’t be dick and throw your trash away at the bonfire!’ under a hundred doors, Freddie regretted every decision she has ever made in her entire lifetime. Her legs ached from going up and down the stairs since she didn’t have the patience to wait for that damn elevator that always seemed to elude her exclusively.

The hallway she was currently in had particularly thick carpet – Freddie thinks it must have been a cover up over some weak flooring or another, maybe a stain. Either way, it was proving difficult to push the leaves underneath the doorways and half the time the leaves were ruined and crumpled once they made it to the other side. It was so aggravating.

A particular dorm was giving her the hardest time of her life. She sat there for a good five minutes, trying to surreptitiously jam a leaf under the door way of a resident playing video games loudly. The leaf nearly tore in two; but she handwrote over a thousand leaves and damn if she is not going to waste even one.

Freddie rose to her feet and banged loudly on the door, fueled by burning hatred for this dorm door. If only she could punch a hole through it…

“Have you heard of our lord and savior, Jesus Christ?” Freddie hollered sarcastically, knocking thrice more for good measure.
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Hidden 2 yrs ago Post by Cairrotine
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Erwin Sherinizer


Location; Lobby → Campus → Dorm Lobby
Interacting With; Anyone here.


It had been two years since Erwin had first set foot in this University. Still, he was the same, socially awkward person. It definitely did not help that he was standing alone in a room full of people. The current situation was not Erwin's cup of tea. He felt lost, as though he was a castaway standing alone on a new island. He wandered around aimlessly, like some sort of zombie. He eventually found himself exiting the lobby and walking into the grassy outside of the campus. The sun shone overhead, like a guiding beacon. Normally, it would have calmed Erwin down. However, at the moment, he was still tense.

At least half of the tension was due to the obvious social differences between the people around him and Erwin. They all seemed so rich and well to do, unlike the blonde, who had to struggle to enter this school. He subconsciously ran his fingers through his hair as he thought about this. Why was he even here?

Erwin pulled out a sandwich from his bag as he continued to walk. He was tired, though he didn't really know why. He guessed that one of the reasons was the sheer amount of people. They weren't interacting with him in any way, but the blonde still thought of them as scary. His tension increased at the thought of this. He pulled his folder closer to his body, as if doing so would make him disappear. It was virtually impossible -- Erwin knew this -- but he still kept on using it.

The blonde kept the folder close to him as he walked over to the dormitory. He acknowledged the presence of a few people with a small smile and a wave. Erwin then propped himself on to the couch and watched the world go by.
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Location: The Auditorium
Interacting with: Christina Partridge @SouffleGirl123



Lost in her own little world, Rileigh almost didn’t notice the newcomer that had entered the auditorium. She was in the middle of the little solo instrumental just past halfway through the song when Christina burst through the door. Rileigh’s eyes shot up to the noise but continued singing to the end of the verse before another instrumental came along. During the vocal-less part, Rileigh looked up to the woman before nodding her head reassuringly.

“It’s alright love, you can come in. I don’t mind spectators.”

The blonde smiled to Christina before she continued through the song effortlessly. It took only a moment before Rileigh was sucked back into the music and muscle memory took over. As the song began to come to a close her playing intensified, the distorted yet clean tones of the Gibson Les Paul Standard ringing out and filling the room.

~Why don’t we end this lie, I can’t pretend this time.
I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!
End this lie, I can’t pretend this time.
I need a friend to find my broken mind before it falls to pieces!
Every time you try to leave me blind, you’ll never close my eyes,
You’ll never close my eyes and watch me die!~


With the finishing riff, Rileigh let the final notes ring out for longer than usual before muting the guitar. The blonde spun on her heel and paced over to her laptop before shutting off the backing track. She carefully laid down her guitar next to both her laptop and the main amp before turning back towards Christina. A warm smile spread across her face as she sat down on the edge of the stage and crossed her legs, looking to the woman in front of her.

“Did’ya like it? I’ve been practicing for a while now. Oh! I’m Riliegh! Riliegh Young. You play...violin is that?”

She extended a hand towards Christina and smiled once again, before motioning to the violin case she was holding.
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Helo Wonderlust King

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Bodhi Fisher


Location;The Beach → His Home → Bar
Interacting With; Raylan @AcerRo



Bodhi sat atop his prized possession, connected to the colorful shortboard which ebbed and flowed with the ocean’s swell. For some people, it was sleep that revitalized them, but for Bodhi, there was nothing that restored him like the ocean and he fell into a meditative-like peacefulness as he and the board rocked with the movement of the water. His mind focused only on the present as he waited in the line-up for his wave and, he watched as others waited for theirs. At last his time came, and he paddled out, cupped hands clawing his way through the water to a beautiful glassy wave. He popped up on the board, hearing only the sounds of the ocean, feeling the spray of the water, and with his mind clear, Bodhi relinquished control over to his muscle memory. He felt both serene and ecstatic, as he rode his wave, carving his way across the face of the wave and riding it to its completion. Then the process repeated, more waiting for those fleeting seconds of pure euphoria. Bodhi surfed until the dull ache of fatigue set into his muscles and his stomach growled reminding him that he needed to eat. He paddled back to shore, walked to his hot car, and headed back home.

Once home he showered, made himself a quick sandwich, and changed before going back out again. A fresh pair of black board shorts, an old and faded Led Zeppelin t-shirt, and an unbuttoned, bright teal, Hawaiian shirt with sharks eating watermelon on it. Bodhi thought said shirt was one of the greatest things he’d ever seen, but most other people would likely describe it as ugly. He headed back to the beach and found a place to park near where the bonfire would be later that night. Bodhi was always down for a good bonfire, nothing really beat the smell of a good fire mixed with fresh ocean air. He had also decided it would be a good idea to get to know some of his other classmates, he had a tendency to only really talk to the small circle of people and it had been pointed out to him that he should branch out a bit.

With a fair amount of time to kill before the fire Bodhi headed to Bankshots, a nearby bar and pool hall, to kill some time. There wasn’t too much of a crowd yet, it wasn’t quite prime bar time for most people but Bodhi wanted to get a few beers in before attempting to hang around his classmates. He ordered himself the cheapest draft and headed outside to the smoking area where he sent out a quick text.

To: Raylan
Hey you up for a drink? First round's on me.

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Ken The Kids / Are Alright

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Location; Car → Boutique
Interacting With; Charlotte {@HushedWhispers}


The drive was short and loud; as soon as Valentina had the car started and ready to go, she plugged her phone into the auxiliary cord and play the first song on her playlist. The windows were rolled all the way down as she drove and sang along to the classic hip-hop songs, the cool breeze massaging her scalp. She was certain that she'd gotten a few odd looks whenever she stopped at a sign or traffic light, but she didn't rightfully care. While she was at one of the lights, she checked her cell phone to read the message Char sent. Not that she had to — knowing Charlotte, she had probably been thinking the exact same thing.

By the time Val pulled into the Boutique parking lot, Char had already arrived; Val could easily spot her bright red jeep in the midst of vehicles. After parking not too far away from Charlotte, Val grabbed her purse and keys, and exited her car. Without caring whether or not she'd startle the young girl, Val suddenly peeked into Char's passenger side window and waved, a toothy grin on her face. "C'mon, girl. Let's get this show on the road!" Val practically screamed as she started her way towards the shop's front doors.

"Okay," Val spoke once the two had entered the shop, "I don't know about you, but I'm kind of freaking out. All of the shit in my closet, yet I can't seem to find anything to wear. We don't want to get to fancy. I mean, it is just a bonfire, after all. But we also don't want to look like we have zero sense of fashion, you know?" Valentina took a look around the shop and shrugged her shoulders a her friend "Where do you think we should start?"
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Raylan Ulysses


Location; Athletic center to Bar.
Interacting With; @Helo Bhodi Fisher


"Raylan! Do you... Are you drunk!?" The Wrestling coach shouted at Raylan.... In front of the entire team. Raylan never minded taking an ass chewing, it was part of the position of he was in. He did however very much mind getting an ass chewing in front of people. A lot of people learned the hard way to never be little him in public.

Raylan glared at the coach. How he wanted to a fist through his face, however, words not fists would be his weapons. "Coach I'm worried about you. You looked stressed." Raylan said with a half smile.

"You damn right I am! If we get hit with anything! You're cut from the team!" The coach shouted at the top of his lungs.

"See there! I'm already ahead! Stress can ruin every day of your life. Getting cut can only ruin my day once!" Raylan said with a smile.

What made the situation worse was, everyone knew he was right. He could be a professional MMA fighter in an hour if he wanted. He also had his training work and security work as well. The only thing that was keeping him in there was the fact that he wanted to. There wasn't a need, just a want. A want that he was very willing to walk away from.

The rage inside in side the coach was starting to show. However before he could say anything Raylan spoke again. "The A.D. has everything you need. They won't find anything improper around me." Raylan's smile was gone, replaced with a look that told everyone around that this conversation was over.

Raylan didn't stay for another word. He simply walked to the nutrition center and got a shake. Banana Strawberry in taste, jam packed with everything that a human body needed. He sat down trying to enyjoy the shake but he was reminded of just how much he hated so many people around this school.

All that however was melted away when a text from his best friend Bodhi Fisher rang out. Bodhi, inviting him to bar. Raylan was all too quick to reply.

To: Beau The Fishman
Does a fat baby fart?


Five minutes later Raylan was on his bike and off the bar the two friends frequented the most.
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Location; Auditorium
Interacting With; Rileigh Young @ChaoticFox[/center]

Christina awkwardly lingered at the door. The young woman offered her nod and reassured her entrance wasn't nuisance but Christian couldn't help but still feel a bit bad for barging in. Initially, she remained by the door as the woman continued on. She was internally conflicted, no one else was in the auditorium but her and she did barge in. Perhaps the blonde was just being courteous? She probably came in alone in search of peace and solidarity. It was likely she was rich and/or famous in some way, not that she acted the stereotypical snobbishness or anything but most of the university’s students were, that was a fact of the matter. This university was probably their getaway from the spotlight and the crowds and the drama. Probably explains the lack of enthusiasm in the scholarship program by a decent chunk of the rich kids. Christina pushed this thought aside, not need to feel bad for wrong she never did. She redirected her mind back to her current problem of her rude barging in.

If she left the scene it might be almost offensive to the you woman, as if that was Christina’s way of expressing a distaste for her musical talents. Christina did not want to send such a message. Besides, the woman was most definitely talented, it might even be beneficial for Christina to listen to some of those who were practically professionals. She slipped into the closest seat in the front row and placed her violin next to her. She watched as the woman played the rest of the song. As she finished Christina gave her a round of applause. She then made an effort to not let her thoughts get the better of her as the woman quickly packing up, she didn’t want to seem antisocial if she missed a conversation starter.

"You sounded amazing," Christina replied with a smile, leaning back in her seat. Riliegh introduced herself with an extended hand. Christina rushed forward to grasp it in her own. "Pleasure to meet you Riliegh Young! I’m Christina Partridge," after the pair shook hands Christina took a step back. At Riliegh’s guess of the contets of her case Christina gave a nod, "Most definitely do! You have quite a talent there, Riliegh. Are you a music major?" she asks.
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