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the alphabet game. lol

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New Superhero RP (Title is a Work in Progress)

I’m definitely interested!

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^{LOCATION — Dorms —> OIC Quad
INTERACTING WITH — Lorelei Cardoso @Horangi;
Mentions Jeim Seu Yang @WindsOfFate
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Tyler Andrews had been a morning person for as long as she could remember. While a good majority of her peers partied all night, got drunk, and flopped into bed (whether it be their own or someone else's) at around four in the morning, Ty was usually in bed before eleven, and spent her mornings getting in an early workout session before class. The morning that marked the beginning of the "Rushening" was no different; she'd hopped out of bed at around six o'clock and, after taking about an hour to get herself together, headed straight for the weight room for strength conditioning. With music from her favorite playlist blasting through her headphones at nearly max volume, she spent a little over an hour and a half going through her usual morning gym routine. It wasn't until after Ty had finished her workout that she finally looked at her phone, and her eyebrows instantly raised in surprise at the number of notifications she'd received while she was busy.

"The fuck are you guys even talking about..." the young woman muttered under her breath as she opened up a message in the school group chat. "Bulletin board? What?" It was shortly after then that another notification caught Tyler's eye; someone had DM'ed her a photo on Instagram, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes when she finally saw the bulletin board that had everyone all up in arms. "Ms. Fortune strikes again," Ty read with mock enthusiasm as she zoomed in on her own picture. "God, she could've at least had the decency to use a cute picture of me... the VIP?"

Although Tyler had been a student at OIC for almost three semesters now, she didn't know a whole lot about this "Ms. Fortune" person besides the fact that she obviously had a lot of free time on her hands. She simply wasn't the type to feed into gossip, and didn't really pay any attention to whatever tea had been spilled the year before. However, the young woman couldn't help but feel a little irritated at the fact that Ms. Fortune had chosen her as one of her victims for the year; After all, today did mark the first day of the Rushening, and Tyler didn't want anything to interfere with her chances of becoming a member of Alpha Phi Nu. A message in the group chat from Jeim did help calm her down a bit, though. "Most of what they post is just hearsay," she repeated aloud as she gathered her things and walked out of the first floor gym, "Nothing to it... no one cares." At least, she hoped no one would care.

Shortly after Tyler finished showering and getting herself ready for the rest of the day, the young woman left her dorm and began making her way towards the Quad. She couldn't help but notice a few people staring her way as she strolled down the sidewalk, and though she would've liked for them to be looking at her because of the banging ass outfit she'd thrown on, it was undoubtedly because of her face being plastered on those damn bulletins. Tyler mentally scolded herself for not running and tearing down her pictures when she had the chance, but then figured that it probably wouldn't have made that big of a difference anyway. The damage had already been done. So, as if she were completely unbothered, Ty simply shot anyone who looked her way a sickening grin. "You see something you like?" she found herself saying to quite a few people on her way to the quad. "Staring a hole in my fucking face like I won't beat you up in front of ya lil friends..."

And once she finally did make it to the bulletin board to see everything for herself, the first thing Tyler did after taking a moment to see who else had been deemed an "Elite" was send a text message to one of her closest friends. "Lora, girl..." Ty spoke aloud as she furiously typed, the irritation in her voice growing the more she noticed people glancing her way. "Or should I say... Angel? Have you seen this bulletin board BS yet? This Ms. Fortune broad better hope I don't catch her out in the streets, cause once I find out who she is I'm gonna throat punch her."

the alphabet game. lol

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Ty Andrews || 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞

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x x Ty was born in Compton, California as the product of an unexpected teen pregnancy. Her mother, who was freshly eighteen at the time and had only just began her second semester of college, was then forced to pack her things and move back to her hometown across the country when she realized that the boy she'd made the mistake of reproducing with had no intent on helping raise their daughter. Instead, Loretta Andrews leaned on her grandparents in Brooklyn for help, and the elderly couple welcomed her back home with open, supportive arms. Although Ty and her mother wound up moving back to Compton when Ty was seventeen, it was in New York City that Ty grew to become to woman she is today, and she'll always consider herself to be a "true New Yorker." Being the great athlete that Ty had constantly proved herself to be, it came as no surprise to anyone in her circle when she received several full-ride college offers to play basketball. She ended up committing to Clark Atlanta, and also chose to continue pursuing another dream of hers by selecting dance as her double major. Things went well for Ty for a while: her grades were outstanding, she helped lead her team to two championship wins, and she even managed to join a few notable organizations on campus, a certain Greek letter org included. She lasted for three semesters in Atlanta before a certain "incident" involving her coach prompted her to transfer OIC. She never talks about her time there, and whenever anyone asks why she chose a college in Cali she says it was so she could be a little closer to her mom.

♔ ♕ 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞

Ty Andrews

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♔ ♕ 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞

Ty Andrews

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the alphabet game. lol

Umbrella
_{ella... ella.... aye-}

Rosefell High.

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Unlike a lot of the other party-goers, Tyler was very excited to watch Dee and Melissa take on those two Liberty kids. There was no doubt in her mind that they deserved whatever was coming to them. She had already known that it was only a matter of time before something like this happened, and it felt kind of good to actually not be involved in the action for once. Instead, she was simply living vicariously through Dee as he slammed the poor kid against the wall, causing her and everyone around her to flinch. While the Liberty kid was definitely holding his own, everyone surely knew that in the end, he would be no match for DeShawn.

Things didn't start to get too out of hand until Dee broke the leg off a chair and tried to use it as a weapon. It was then that Tyler's feeling of excitement quickly turned to ones of panic and worry. Not only did she fear that the other boy could get seriously hurt, but she also worried for Dee and how shit could easily go left if the police were called. A wave of relief came over her, however, when the large boy was stopped before the weapon could actually be put to use. "Oh thank God," Tyler said, letting out a breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding in.

"I need to talk to Dee, We'll catch up some other time okay?" Jo suddenly said, snapping Tyler back to reality. She simply nodded and offered her friend a half-smile before watching the girl storm in Dee's direction, prepared to give him a piece of her mind. Tyler had the same idea in her head, but decided to wait until later to talk to Dee, figuring that he'd need some time to recuperate. Instead, she downed the rest of her Henny/Coke combination and started to make her way back to the liquor table, only to stop dead in her tracks when Christian made an appearance inside, this time holding a water hose.

"Oh Hell no... no, no no..." Tyler said under her breath, trying to push her way through the crowd, but she wasn't moving fast enough. Cool droplets of water suddenly came crashing down on Ty's head, and the young woman couldn't do much but attempt to cover her head with her hands and stand amongst the others in defeat. When the water had stopped falling, Tyler ran her fingers through her hair to find that her fresh silk press had already started to revert back to it's naturally curly state... no surprise there. She was afraid to see if any serious damage had been done to her makeup.

"God Dammit, Christian," Ty exclaimed, hopefully loud enough for him to hear, as she rolled her eyes and dug around her purse for an extra scrunchie. And when she couldn't find one, the young woman decided to just go search around the house for an unoccupied bathroom. "Straighten your hair, Ty... it's a special occasion, Ty..." the girl said under her breath, mocking her own words as she pushed her way through groups of drunk teenagers, not caring who she knocked over in the process.

"An hour and a half gone to fucking waste."

Rosefell High.

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When JayVaughn was practically manhandled by Dee to get out of his way, he didn't dare to try and step to the guy once more. He'd known Dee for quite some time now, and knew better than to get in his way when he was pissed off. Sure, on one hand he didn't want things to escalate and lead to them getting kicked out of the party, but on the other hand JJ also knew that if he really wanted to, Dee could fold him like a goddamn lawn chair in one motion, and that wasn't really something he was willing to experience that night. So, he simply muttered a quick, "shit, Dee," before he stepped out of the way like everyone else and observed the slim Asian kid getting headbutted, hoping and praying that someone big enough would come and put a stop to things before they got too out of hand. But instead of having his prayers answered, the small crowd was joined by yet another person who did nothing but make things worse; JJ rolled his eyes as Jax Bradley suddenly appeared at Melissa's side, throwing his fists up like he was actually gonna hurt somebody.

"We shoulda left his ass at home," JJ said under his breath, wincing as he watched Jax get headbutted in the nose. But despite the fight that had continued on without him, as well as the blood that had instantly started gushing out of the young man's nose, he stood back at Melissa's side once more, fists up and ready to throw a punch. Jax was only really taken out of the game when the shorter girl on the Liberty side delivered him a swift kick in between his legs. It was then, after being briefly greeted by Jo, that JJ finally decided to intervene. After grabbing a couple of napkins from the liquor table, JJ rushed over to a now sitting Jax and offered him a hand. "Come on man, let's get on up," He said, using some of his strength to pull the young man up on his feet. "Head tilted back. Pinch your nose. Here are some napkins, let's see if we can find a bathroom... and no more drinks tonight."

But before he could pull the guy away, some girl he didn't instantly recognize started yelling something about a drinking game through a megaphone. And shortly afterwards, another guy he recognized as an old rival on the football field came out of nowhere with a fucking garden hose. JJ slightly flinched as freezing cold droplets of water came crashing down onto his head. "Bathroom first, then you can see if you're good enough to play. Deal?"