Apokalipse

Rosa Claire Academy; Cryptid Haven - High Casual

Imma get a new species up soon ^_^

I'll Be Miles Away [Apokalipse & dee]

|SAVANNAH "SULLY" SULLIVAN|

Age:

Seventeen

Gender

Female

Sexuality:

Bi-curious

Brief History:

Savannah Sullivan was born to highschool sweethearts Emily and Johnny Sullivan. She was born and raised in a small town in Alabama where she spent her time volunteering at animal shelters and retirement homes. Her family lived in the suburbs surrounded by neighbors that often got together to play poker and watch the football games, hollering over Alabama vs. Auburn matches. To everyone surrounding her, she lived a Barbie's life in a dollhouse - perfect. But, behind the curtains, her mother drank heavily and her father holed up in his "office." Savannah wasn't stupid, she knew that her parents had fallen out of love a long time ago, yet she ignored it and pretended that they were the happy family people assumed them to be. She coerced them to take Christmas photos and gather around for holidays, she begged them to go to restaurants with her so she could update her facebook status with a picture of them eating, and, even though they never remembered, Savannah even gave them gifts on their anniversaries. She was in denial about her whole life and though, deep down, she knew, she pretended that she didn't. Even when she was alone, she wouldn't allow herself to think for a second that her family was breaking apart.

When Savannah was accepted into St. Mary's Academy, she had hoped that in some way it would bring her family together. That the joy of her being accepted into her parents' alumni would convince them to reminisce and fall in love again - she was disappointed when they didn't. Savannah's denial was so great, that she went into great lengths to avoid her home, she herself not knowing why - she would often say that she loved to help, but in actuality she was looking for a distraction. She would volunteer to tutor other kids that were having trouble, she would help teachers around at the school, she did anything she could to stay away from her little dollhouse. When she heard of the penpal project, it became another way to ignore her family life, though she cited her eagerness to join as a "hope for new experiences" and to "learn about other cultures."

I'll Be Miles Away [Apokalipse & dee]

Title: I'll Be Miles Away
Pairing: fxf
Plot: Penpals

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

I am unsure, because my computer keeps malfunctioning and being stupid. I'm having it looked at and if it isn't fixed soon, I might have to drop RPing all together.

The Bloody Embrace: An institution for young killers [SCI FI Academy]

I am going to have to leave this RP, I'm sorry. My computer isn't working well right now and this RP is moving too fast for me to keep up. Sorry. I wish you guys luck and do what you want with Blue (:

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

Hey, so my computer is malfunctioning and I'm in the process of fixing it. So, I don't know when my post will be up, but it should be in the next couple of days.

The Bloody Embrace: An institution for young killers [SCI FI Academy]

Hey, sorry, my computer is malfunctioning again and I don't know when it should work. I'm running an anti-virus right now, but my computer is a little slow.

Teen Wolf | Surviving The Bite

@iSuspect Finally posted :3

Teen Wolf | Surviving The Bite

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River did not know what she had done in her past life to have been born into such a cruel world. The sun had barely risen above the horizon and the world seemed to be covered in a gray film yet the blasted educational system expected her to be up, dressed, and ready for a full day of learning. This educational system is bullshit. By the time she was supposed to leave, River was still eating breakfast, half asleep. She wasn’t dressed; instead she was in her pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Part of her was tempted to just skip school and go back to bed, but the watchful eye of mother dearest.

“River, Chris will be here any minute.” Ms. Dermott warned and River groaned something unintelligibly.

Like clockwork, the door opened and Chris waltzed in, dancing to an unheard tune in his favorite blue hoodie. When his eyes landed on River with her unbrushed hair, wrinkled pajamas, and the bags under his eyes, he stopped and threw his hands up in the air. “Oh for fuck’s sakes, River.”

The redhead knew that her moment of peace was over and she begrudgingly trudged up the stairs. Several minutes later, she came downstairs in ratty jeans and a v-neck on with a graffiti-printed belt. Chris was lounging at the bottom of the stairs and when River finally reached the ground, he grabbed her hand and ushered her outside.

The school was crowded with students when they arrived and it took some weaving for them to get inside. To make matters worse, people kept stopping them to talk to Chris and ask if it was true they were dating with which River would try to deny while Chris would pointedly look at their hands and answer with a decisive yes. Finally, they arrived to their first period and Chris patted River’s hand before letting it go.

“Yeah, so I told Tanner to fu–.” Chris was interrupted by his phone which buzzed slightly in his pocket. River released a sigh of relief because if she had to listen to him talk about Tanner one more god damn time, she was going to lose it. “Oh, hey, I gotta go talk to Isabella, but I’ll be back before class starts. Probably.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Go talk to Isabella.” River muttered, waving Chris off and he began to saunter in the other direction.

River entered the classroom and took her seat, slumping in it and opening up a book to read. Eventually, class began and Chris still wasn’t there. River rolled her eyes – typical Chris. The door opened and River looked up, prepared to give a good glare at Chris when two unfamiliar students walked in. New students, whoo. That means people are going to fight over being their new friends and its going to become drama that River really doesn’t care about. Oh well, it doesn’t matter, River won’t get involved in it. Wait…River glanced to the side and realized she had one of the two opened seats in the room (the ones that didn’t belong to Chris, of course). Great.

Please find somewhere else, please find somewhere else, please find somewhere else.

One of the new students – Stephen? – sat down next to her and River gave him a tight, uncomfortable smile. Well, there was no point in being rude, was there? Besides, River’s awkwardness will probably just put him off anyways and he’ll leave her alone, right?

“Hi, I’m River.” She muttered, awkwardly giving him her hand for a handshake.

The door opened once again and banged against the wall. Chris bent forward, out of breath, with his hands on his knees, panting. “S-sorry, I’m late.”

“Go sit down, Christopher. And detention.” Mrs. Hinson scolded and Chris smiled, nodding.

“Sure thing, Mrs. Hinson.” Chris ruffled his black hair and when he passed River, he laid a hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Need to talk to you later.”

River rolled her eyes and nodded, crossing her arms over her chest. She did not want to hear Chris rant about Isabella for an hour.

Salem Witches' Institute {Harry Potter}

Sorry about that. Have a major assessment coming up, a large amount of homework, and trouble actually deciding on what to do with Ziya.

@Crimmy

It's cool.