Emuxe

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

@JustYui There, I made you look like a dark Chino.



Dark hair, dark spider.

Except, your spider isn't alive and it doesn't talk... does it? :P

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

Tanigawa Yatsumi

As she lounged about, Yatsumi wondered how her year in Manga Club would pan out - of course, she did keep up with her studies; because after all, you can't produce without a degree. And who knows, maybe she'd be able to spend a year at college with her older brother, at least then someone would be able to show her the ropes. Unlike last year when she started at Saint Lilium's; she kept getting lost all her first week because none of her friends from middle school joined her, and of course she was too shy to start a conversation with anyone else. And there was the fact that she felt silly for not having picked it all up so quickly.

But this year, she was a second year, and could be someone's senpai. Surely she could be useful to someone this year, maybe she could help first year girls not make the same mistakes she did. Of course, there was the fact that speaking to new people was terrifying, even if it was a young filly-

oomph!

The sound of movement pulled Yatsumi out of her thoughts. She opened her eyes and glanced over to the desk next to her, where an abnormally large spider had decided to sit. Of course, Yatsumi screamed and jolted up. She figured that if she were in a comedy anime, she of course would have just jumped into the ceiling and gotten stuck - but this was real life: So she just fell off her chair, wildly flailing before she landed with a hard thud on the floor, tangled amongst the legs of the other tables and chairs.

"Ow..." she groaned as she sat up, rubbing her hand over now tangled mop of black hair on her head. She looked again at the spider, who hadn't even flinched, other than shifting slightly when her foot had kicked the table when she fell. Slowly getting up, Yatsumi closely inspected the spider - it was just a plush. When she picked it up, the legs just dangled over her hands, bouncing whenever she bobbed her hands. This definitely wasn't here before, but who threw it? She was the only one here, wasn't she?

Yatsumi wandered to the door way, spider in hands. She looked down the hall one way, nothing. But as soon as she turned around to look down the other way, she was greeted by the presence of a small, dark haired girl with red eyes. Yatsumi blinked, looked down to the spider, and back to the girl. "I assume this is yours, then?" she asked with a pout, lifting the spider and plopping it onto the girl's head. Frankly, it just made her look even more adorable than she already did, though probably just because she had a stuffed toy on her head, dangling all eight of it's legs about her skull and face.

@JustYui

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

@JustYui

BY THROWING A STUFFED SPIDER AT ME?!

Lolololol

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ohman das me.

good choice, i'm adorable lololol

@Emuxe

But my god, from your bio, finding him about to and stopping him from committing suicide would've been by far the scariest moment of her life, jesus. She's scared of everything, but that's just way too far, oh my god.

Demon Within

I'm in!

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@Emuxe

probably the first female CS I suppose xD

@FallenTrinity

ohman das me.

good choice, i'm adorable lololol

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

Sign your life awaaaay~

joking

Saint Lilium's Academy for Young Women (Yuri High School Romance RP)

Tanigawa Yatsumi

The sound of an anime keychain clicking against the zip of her book bag announced the location of one Tanigawa Yatsumi as she skipped her way up toward Saint Lilium's gates. Her skin pale white from spending her whole holiday holed up in her room, seldom coming out for supplies or work. In her mouth bobbed a stick of chocolate pocky, which is always good right after breakfast. Over her uniform, she wore an open tan sweater, just like a main character in her favourite anime - she was the lead in her own anime, of course! And just like those anime characters she loved so much, she wore black thigh-high tights under her school skirt.

She was, of course, making a bee-line toward the Manga Club room, just to be sure that everything was as she left it, and she was eager to get working again; after all, the Manga Club was the best part of the school! She was sure that she'd see at least a few of her club mates from the year before in there by now. Yatsumi didn't really tend to talk to new people first, she was just too awkward for it - how do you even approach a new person without it ending up really awkward?

Yatsumi's dream was to publish manga, and produce magazines like her favourite, Manga Pop! Magazine. If she could even work for them in her life, even that would be enough. While she works part-time in a manga store, she aims to be the Manga Club's president so that she may start settling into a producing role and overseeing the whole manga being made, rather than just working on one part at a time.

As she approached the club room, she lit up upon seeing the sign above the door. As she slid the door open, she thought 'Honey, I'm hooome~'. She of course wouldn't have said that out loud in fear of somebody hearing her, then she'd have to fumble and try to explain that she's not totally mental. Dropping her bag on one of the desks, Yatsumi wandered about the club room. "Good, everything is as I've left it," she said, as she fumbled about cabinets. She then spied one small,s crappy book in the back of the cabinet - it was the first manga that she had wrote in the club, and gods she was embarrassed of it - the pictures were sloppily drawn (compared to what she would do now, although it would still be considered average), and the story was incredibly cliche. She instantly tossed it back into the back of the cabinet as if it burned her. This year, she'd definitely do much better than that garbage.

As soon as she was done snooping, Yatsumi settled into one of the chairs, folding her arms behind her head and closing her eyes. At last, she was in bliss.

The Depths Of Hell - No Longer Accepting!

may i be greed?

@DJRaVeS

Should jump in on it before anyone else does. :P

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Sabastian Matthews

Name:
Sabastian Matthews
Age:
23
Gender:
Male
Appearance:

Presently

He never had white hair when he was younger. Around the age of 16 it had begun to turn white. He found out that in his genetics premature grey hair ran in his family, starting with his great-grandfather. Despite that his stumble of a beard remains light brown. He stands roughly at 6'3" and 200lbs with an athletic build. Usually he can be seen wearing brown boots, black army pants that he picks up from surplus stores, brown or white shirts and a red or black jacket.

Sin: Wrath
Personality:
He is quite the optimistic one, trying to see the positive side of things rather than the negative. Sabastian is able to keep things alive through his energetic and welcoming aura and his eccentric attitude about life. However, after taking the artifact of wrath, his disposition has slowly started changing, going from the "glass-half-full" attitude to a more "glass-half-empty" view. He has become a bit more temperamental and cynical towards life, and even more so violent. Sabastian has caught himself lashing out as of late, immediately apologizing to those around him but the further they delve into the depths of hell, the worse he is becoming. The power over one of nature's elements has slowly been going to his head, worming his way into his personality and infecting his mind. He is becoming his own enemy.
Fears:
The fear of dying and remaining in hell is the most present fear he has gained. That, or losing himself to the madness of power stemming from the wrath artifact.
Biography:
Ah the college years, he first met his friends at a frat house party, seen playing beer pong, but with shots. He was the kid that puked on the officers foot at the end of the night and attempted to run away, only to slam his head into the cruisers quarter panel. That was fun explaining to his parents. But Sabastian was more than that. He partied as hard as he worked, elevating him self to the fourth of his graduating class despite his head being filled with hops and fermented corn. On occasions he would hold group studies with them or invite them to his rental house, paid for by his father and mother.

But outside of college is where his friendship with them took off and it started with the death of his father. A drunk driver took his father out when he was returning home from a double at his job. Sabastian was a wreck and in a drunken stupor attempted to commit suicide via a bullet to the brain. No one knew where to find him and had gotten the police involved but it was his friends, specifically his crush, that managed to find him as the rest followed suit. They stood by him throughout his grieving and it drew him closer to them. A few years after that they could be seen doing many things.

Their friendship was etched into stone when this event arose, saving one of his friends from a near death moment. However, he had blacked out at that point, the point he had took possession of wrath. His fate is yet to be determined as is his mental health. A lot can happen in a short frame of time, but a lot more can happen in the depths of the seven circles of the Fallen's dwelling.

@FallenTrinity

Oh my, who does he have a crush on? :P