MissCapnCrunch

Nightfall (Closed)

Hey everyone! Looking forward to attempting to survive the end with you all. Ready to start whenever!

@RAdam1792

Same here!

Brewster High School

"Here." The voice came from nowhere and Isabella flinched as the fist came soaring by her face and slammed the locker. It opened without hesitation. Her lips parted in both awe and shock. "Well thanks!" Isabella chirped, watching the girl open her locker on the first try. Isabella had seen this girl in a few of her classes, and came to know her as Briar. Briar didn't have the best reputation in school, but Isa held not much of an opinion on someone until she truly knew them- which she did not. "First times the charm when it comes to you huh?" Isa commented with a small smirk across her painted lips. "If only I was that lucky!" she continued the small talk, but didn't really invest in conversation with the girl. "See you around then, Briar." Isabella commented, closing her door with a loud bang, and heading towards her first class: Contemp. US Studies. Oh joy. Isa got right to class before the teacher's introduction. A few minutes later would have definitely made her tardy. Not something she wanted to get on her first day back. Unfortunately, Mr. Daniels did not believe in the whole 'first day activities' that most teachers would do, and got right into handing out books and getting to work. It was becoming clear that this period would not be a fun one. Isabella let out a sigh, as she turned to the announced pages.

Claim Your Signatures/Avatars!

Okay, I would like a signature with this character in the center with this character and this character on his left and right sides in the background. And wherever you feel would be aesthetically pleasing, I'd like the text "As the two halves become one, both perish and fade away." Finally, if possible, I would like the background to be checkered black and white, with the whole image having a darker tone.

@The Red Zephyr

Captian, i was wondering if you could do like a modification of my sig and make it a bit smaller. With the words "You heard my song, I've been waiting for you." in the middle of the book. If you could a avatar for it would be nice too as mine seems to not fit me anymore.

@Song Book

Sounds great guys, I'll work on this when I get a chance!

Brewster High School

Long post is long. Anyway, @MissCapnCrunch, hope you don't mind Briar 'helping' Isabella with her locker problem.

@bittersweetsymphonia

Help appreciated! ;)

Brewster High School

It can happen. Isabella is a volley chick and Brad loves big butts You're still new at school though and Brad's a local so it might take a while 'til you get noticed. Also, I suggest the High School team is called Brewster Roosters ....It works.

@Xilaw

I second the Roosters! We are the cocks, the mighty mighty cocks!

Brewster High School

Oh, I have to ask: Are side-characters allowed? I've added two best friends of my character so I'm wondering if I should change that. I just thought since he's a douche and most of the characters are 'of different stock' he probably wouldn't hang out with them at first, but he's a popular jock nonetheless he'd still have some friends to talk to.

@Xilaw

We can bond over our jock-ness- somewhat..eventually.. maybe. :'D

Brewster High School

A hard rapping hit the wooden door of Isabella's room. "Isaaa" her mother called through the locked door, the sound of the woman's ring hitting hard rumbled through the apartment. "Isabella, you're going to be late." Isa groaned from the other end. She was face planted in her pillow. Her bare, slender leg peeked from out the covers, as a sign of ignition. "I am never late." she moaned, starting to lift herself up and slide out of the bed, her feet hitting the hard wood softly. Unlocking the door, Isa was met face to face with her mother. "Morning'" she chirped, coming out of the room with nothing but a tee shirt and panties on. "Isabella!" her mother gasped, her daughter's attire not appropriate for the eyes of her newest step-father. It didn't phase her. Getting into the bathroom she did her normal routine of the usual sanitation check list and some of the more cosmetic things; such as hair and makeup. She didn't over do it, but red lipstick was an essential for survival. Getting dressed after her shower, she adorned herself with a baseball style red lightweight cotton tee, a pair of black pegged jeans, booties, and a red bandanna wrapped around her mass of light brown hair. If you couldn't tell, she really loves the color red. "You really should eat breakfast." her stepfather said as she picked up her coat and backpack. "I'm fine." Isa commented, not getting to invested in the conversation. She had a long walk ahead of her after all. She turned the knob to leave the apartment, but stopped mid opening- suddenly remember she was missing something. Her favorite necklace, an apple core. Slipping it on over her head, she made her dash right back out the door, down the stairs, and out onto the street- heading to Brewster for her first day back. She had been attending only for a year now, but that pretty long as far as high schools went for Isa. Arriving not too long later, she went on the quest to find her locker this year. The information had been sent out in the mail a few days ago, listing her schedule, locker room, homeroom teacher, and information about her enrollment there. Finding her locker in the midst of the juniors, she gave a shot at trying to opening it the first time- infamously the hardest time.

Brewster High School

Lɪғᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ. Lɪғᴇ ɪs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ.

Gender: Female. Age: 16. Grade: Junior. Personality: Feisty. Creative. Open Minded. Sarcastic. Humorous. Loyal. History: "When you grow up Isabella, what do you want to be?" The question came across her mother's lips like any concerned parent. "A turtle." the young girl replied, her big, bright eyes gleaming with joy. "You can't be a turtle Isabella, that is impossible." her mother discouraged, shaking her head. "Nothing is impossible. I'm going to be a turtle" Isa replied, determined to show her mother what life was really about. Fast forward 10 years, 5 schools, 8 homes, and 7 stepfathers later, Isabella had not become a turtle, but she did escape her shell. Growing up Isabella was an easy going kid, her father hadn't been in her life much but he seemed like an okay guy when he was around. Her mother had always been there, working hard, trying to do what seemed like the best for herself, and sometimes Isabella. The constant moving wasn't very helpful for the young girl's growth, but hey- if it pays the bills, it pays the bills. Isa found refuge in her artwork, drawing, photography, painting, the works. It was in her art she could be anything, she could create anything. On the eve of her 16th birthday her mother announced she had fallen in love once again, and that they were to be moving, as to be closer to the man's work. "Great." Isabella spat out, packing up her belongings once again. "Isabella, I promise this will be the last time. I promise." her mother assured her, her petite frame barely taking up the door way of Isa's empty room. "Mmmhmm." she mumbled. It was the last time every time. Sitting in the new room of the unfamiliar house that belonged to an unfamiliar man, Isa held a stale cupcake to her lips. "Happy Birthday to me." she sighed, taking a bite. Closing her eyes she wished this year would be different, that this year wouldn't be another repeat of the last. Eating the rest of the cupcake, she paged through the informational brochure. "Brewster High School." She read the title of the high school again in her head, "Maybe this won't be so bad after all." Classes:

• Contemporary US Studies
• Algebra II
• Homeroom
• Chemistry I
• Art
• Lunch
• Select Choir
• Gym
• English AP
• Member of the varsity Volleyball team.

Brewster High School

Can I drop my girl off in the character bin hal?

Brewster High School

Ah yea, I saw that. I also googled the school and it brought me to New York so I assume the high school is based on the real deal? By the way, Minnesota's fine, Michigan is where it's at. I have too many bad experiences with people from Michigan to feel comfortable even traveling through it. I got the impression all the net creeps live there

@Xilaw

Oooh. Now I'm going to have to google it too- I'm nosy. Go Bears! LOL. I feel you on that on many various levels.