Thinking about adding another character....just not sure what race...I just have the inspiration to add another one and don't want to go with my original third character idea (the elusive Nola...as a teacher) or a vampire (no offense Emma, I know you'd love those Wanteds adopted) since we already have 3 active ones...
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Y'all can call me Bard.
I've been RPing for about 15 years now.
I'm also an aspiring novelist and an avid writer of short stories.
I believe hardship and bad karma (regardless of how much good one does) are necessary for character development, aptly explained by a well selling writer:
"Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them—in order that the reader may see what they are made of." —Kurt Vonnegut
I've been RPing for about 15 years now.
I'm also an aspiring novelist and an avid writer of short stories.
I believe hardship and bad karma (regardless of how much good one does) are necessary for character development, aptly explained by a well selling writer:
"Be a sadist. No matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them—in order that the reader may see what they are made of." —Kurt Vonnegut
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@Daird Clover and Remmington are in the cafeteria having a conversation. Jack just approached Lennox in the cafeteria. Ariel's in the cafeteria food line. Gabriel is in the cafeteria, table by himself.
Aedan, Triton, and Thomas are in the library having a "discussion" (kinda loud). Alice is also in the library looking through the books.
And I think that's everyone that's been posted for so far. If I left anyone out, feel free to add/correct me.
Aedan, Triton, and Thomas are in the library having a "discussion" (kinda loud). Alice is also in the library looking through the books.
And I think that's everyone that's been posted for so far. If I left anyone out, feel free to add/correct me.
@Emma Sorry, my bad. I'll go edit, because Ariel would refer to her by whatever name she introduced herself as.
Also, @Narcotic Dollie stay safe. Hope it's not as bad as it may seem. I know we get plenty of flood warnings in my area that sometimes end up being just caution. Last time I had mother nature huffing and hawing in my area....I slept through it. Was a tornado that tore through a neighborhood literally a stone's throw from my house. Like, three streets from me. Then there was the earthquake I slept through...I miss all the fun stuff.
Also, @Narcotic Dollie stay safe. Hope it's not as bad as it may seem. I know we get plenty of flood warnings in my area that sometimes end up being just caution. Last time I had mother nature huffing and hawing in my area....I slept through it. Was a tornado that tore through a neighborhood literally a stone's throw from my house. Like, three streets from me. Then there was the earthquake I slept through...I miss all the fun stuff.
Initially, Jack was hoping to spot Ariel already in the cafeteria waiting to eat with him. It was the only part of his day that really helped it feel like things were somewhat okay here. Especially since they didn't manage to dorm together. Nola's doing, he knew that for a fact. He didn't blame the coven matron - it was part of why she sent them to the school - but he didn't have to like it. Heck, if the twins could have dormed together, maybe he'd get sleep.
Well, since she wasn't here yet, he supposed he should just get food anyways. She might have gotten held up trying to get to a shower or whatever her reason was. It was just surprising given she was usually the more prompt of the two of them. Yet there he was, already in line with a tray and getting random food to eat. It wasn't so much that he actually paid attention to what he was grabbing. More like he just was on autopilot. Thing of fruit, plate of bacon, a poptart, a milk - he didn't even look to see he grabbed whole milk over strawberry - and a can of Monster.
That last one he had actually paid attention to, mostly because he knew he needed the energy drink. Hell, he almost grabbed two of them, given this was the third night in a row he didn't get a wink of sleep. At least he had worked on a spell that wouldn't explode and ruin the dorm if he got it wrong. Not that casting spells was entirely quiet, but it at least wouldn't disturb his roommate any more than studying ancient languages would have.
Everything paid for, he glanced around the cafeteria one last time to see if Ariel arrived yet. No luck. Though he did spot the girl Ariel had described to him as her roommate. Cute enough, for someone that wasn't a witch, he supposed. Not his type, but she was looking his way. Maybe she knew what was holding his sister up.
Without even giving it a second thought, he headed over to her table. A smile slid onto his face, touching his eyes though just barely, as he stood beside the table. "Hey, this seat taken?" He nodded his head to the seat across from her. After all, even if she didn't know, he'd need to sit and eat somewhere, right? Might as well start off with it being with someone he might be able to talk to a little.
Ariel meant to go straight to the cafeteria, she truly did, but there seemed to be a scene unfolding. Well, more like she was walking past toward the cafeteria, and she noticed some poor guy run into a wall. She wasn't actually sure the cause, and even with the minute feeling things could get very bad very fast, but she did notice the blood and it probably wasn't a good sign. Especially when it looked like things were about to take a turn for the dangerous when the kid pulled out a lighter and threatened a vampire - these two things she caught from just what the boy had said.
Maybe stopping and watching wasn't a good idea, but she also didn't think letting a student walk around with a bloody lip was either. No, she had to tell herself. A physical shake of her head helped her tear her gaze from what was going on. If they need help, they will ask for it. Or go to the infirmary. Besides, the injured boy probably didn't want any more attention drawn to him than had already gone his way.
Of course that hold up put her even further behind schedule than taking her time to make sure she didn't rush anyone out of a shower, or cut in front of anyone to get one. Taking a class first thing in the morning wasn't something she regretted, but wasting time and potentially not being able to eat breakfast with her brother was. It was really the one meal a day they could count on to actually eat together given their class list started to diverge more as the day went on, so lunch and dinner were maybe once a week together at best - short of eating dinner with Nola every Saturday and breakfast with her every Sunday.
Adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder, she brushed her bangs out of her face and tucked them behind an ear. Her gaze dropped to the ground before she continued on her way. The boys would work out the situation on their own, or someone else would step in and stop it. Either way, she wasn't much good to anyone to stop anything. The best she could do would be to fix an injury if it came into the infirmary while she was there as part of her course on medical treatment using non-magical means.
As soon as Ariel entered the cafeteria, she quickly sidestepped to allow a group of gossiping students pass without being in their way. Her gaze drifted quickly over the cafeteria before she spotted her brother - over at a table with her roommate. Okay, not the end of the world. Lennox was a spirited girl, and seemed to have a set idea of things in the room, but people were allowed to and that made Lennox no different.
Quickly diverting her attention to the line, she started toward it - then stopped as a few others quickly cut around her to get to the line first. No problem. There would be plenty of food still. Just so long as there was fruit and oatmeal - or even just an apple and some toast - she would be happy. She grabbed a tray, once more stepping back a hair when someone else cut in before her, before managing to secure her place in line to get food.
Well, since she wasn't here yet, he supposed he should just get food anyways. She might have gotten held up trying to get to a shower or whatever her reason was. It was just surprising given she was usually the more prompt of the two of them. Yet there he was, already in line with a tray and getting random food to eat. It wasn't so much that he actually paid attention to what he was grabbing. More like he just was on autopilot. Thing of fruit, plate of bacon, a poptart, a milk - he didn't even look to see he grabbed whole milk over strawberry - and a can of Monster.
That last one he had actually paid attention to, mostly because he knew he needed the energy drink. Hell, he almost grabbed two of them, given this was the third night in a row he didn't get a wink of sleep. At least he had worked on a spell that wouldn't explode and ruin the dorm if he got it wrong. Not that casting spells was entirely quiet, but it at least wouldn't disturb his roommate any more than studying ancient languages would have.
Everything paid for, he glanced around the cafeteria one last time to see if Ariel arrived yet. No luck. Though he did spot the girl Ariel had described to him as her roommate. Cute enough, for someone that wasn't a witch, he supposed. Not his type, but she was looking his way. Maybe she knew what was holding his sister up.
Without even giving it a second thought, he headed over to her table. A smile slid onto his face, touching his eyes though just barely, as he stood beside the table. "Hey, this seat taken?" He nodded his head to the seat across from her. After all, even if she didn't know, he'd need to sit and eat somewhere, right? Might as well start off with it being with someone he might be able to talk to a little.
Ariel meant to go straight to the cafeteria, she truly did, but there seemed to be a scene unfolding. Well, more like she was walking past toward the cafeteria, and she noticed some poor guy run into a wall. She wasn't actually sure the cause, and even with the minute feeling things could get very bad very fast, but she did notice the blood and it probably wasn't a good sign. Especially when it looked like things were about to take a turn for the dangerous when the kid pulled out a lighter and threatened a vampire - these two things she caught from just what the boy had said.
Maybe stopping and watching wasn't a good idea, but she also didn't think letting a student walk around with a bloody lip was either. No, she had to tell herself. A physical shake of her head helped her tear her gaze from what was going on. If they need help, they will ask for it. Or go to the infirmary. Besides, the injured boy probably didn't want any more attention drawn to him than had already gone his way.
Of course that hold up put her even further behind schedule than taking her time to make sure she didn't rush anyone out of a shower, or cut in front of anyone to get one. Taking a class first thing in the morning wasn't something she regretted, but wasting time and potentially not being able to eat breakfast with her brother was. It was really the one meal a day they could count on to actually eat together given their class list started to diverge more as the day went on, so lunch and dinner were maybe once a week together at best - short of eating dinner with Nola every Saturday and breakfast with her every Sunday.
Adjusting the strap of her bag on her shoulder, she brushed her bangs out of her face and tucked them behind an ear. Her gaze dropped to the ground before she continued on her way. The boys would work out the situation on their own, or someone else would step in and stop it. Either way, she wasn't much good to anyone to stop anything. The best she could do would be to fix an injury if it came into the infirmary while she was there as part of her course on medical treatment using non-magical means.
As soon as Ariel entered the cafeteria, she quickly sidestepped to allow a group of gossiping students pass without being in their way. Her gaze drifted quickly over the cafeteria before she spotted her brother - over at a table with her roommate. Okay, not the end of the world. Lennox was a spirited girl, and seemed to have a set idea of things in the room, but people were allowed to and that made Lennox no different.
Quickly diverting her attention to the line, she started toward it - then stopped as a few others quickly cut around her to get to the line first. No problem. There would be plenty of food still. Just so long as there was fruit and oatmeal - or even just an apple and some toast - she would be happy. She grabbed a tray, once more stepping back a hair when someone else cut in before her, before managing to secure her place in line to get food.
Wonderful then. On both accounts.
I'll post again to maybe get Ariel and/or Jack somewhere else to get involved with people, unless anyone wants to run into them in the halls, in a little bit. I'm currently working on catching up on PM RPs I have going.
I'll post again to maybe get Ariel and/or Jack somewhere else to get involved with people, unless anyone wants to run into them in the halls, in a little bit. I'm currently working on catching up on PM RPs I have going.
@emma I just read over the sheet. It's fine by me if Ariel and Marceline are roommies. Need me to change anything in Ariel's post for that?
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@someonesomewere Wanna be roomies with my Jack? So long as Triton doesn't care so much about an insomniac witch that may or may not practice magic in the middle of the night....
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@someonesomewere Wanna be roomies with my Jack? So long as Triton doesn't care so much about an insomniac witch that may or may not practice magic in the middle of the night....
So to finally jump in on this (been rather busy today) I'm actually in a boat somewhat like @yahtzee where prime-posting time is probably while I'm asleep. Plus I work full time and have a family. So I'm kind of at a one post per day situation, if I'm lucky (worst may be every other day). Just wanted to put that out there for if anyone engages with my characters so I don't - ya know - get left in the dust because I might not be as active as others. (haven't had a chance to go read the new posts yet.)
Sorry that took so long. I had family stuff I've been dealing with, but it's at least under control now. And even though I meant to be in bed and asleep by three hours ago, I figured it was better to finally get a starter post in now than wait on it until tomorrow morning.
That being said, since I do have two characters - if anyone has an issue with the colors I used, please let me know. I tried to go for near white colors and not make them too similar, while still being more representative of the characters (mostly based on their eye color, seeing as Jack has more blue to his eyes and Ariel's are definitely a shade of purple.)
Also, I didn't want to make any assumptions about if anyone would want their character to be roommates with either of mine - so if you would like to do that - just let me know. I can go back and edit my post to make it inclusive to your character. (Mostly necessary for Ariel's as it's currently written that her roommate isn't exactly an easy one to live with...and based on a combination of experienced roommates a friend of mine had at boarding schools.)
That being said, since I do have two characters - if anyone has an issue with the colors I used, please let me know. I tried to go for near white colors and not make them too similar, while still being more representative of the characters (mostly based on their eye color, seeing as Jack has more blue to his eyes and Ariel's are definitely a shade of purple.)
Also, I didn't want to make any assumptions about if anyone would want their character to be roommates with either of mine - so if you would like to do that - just let me know. I can go back and edit my post to make it inclusive to your character. (Mostly necessary for Ariel's as it's currently written that her roommate isn't exactly an easy one to live with...and based on a combination of experienced roommates a friend of mine had at boarding schools.)
The school sucked. No, not literally, and most of the others would disagree, but as far as Jack was concerned it sucked. The beds were uncomfortable, the rooms claustrophobic, and too many around weren't as in control of their abilities as they wanted people to believe. This sentiment was mostly his toward the witch population at school, but to a lesser extent everyone else. All of this, of course, was vital to keeping inside.
It was only a week in, and he had trouble sleeping. The bags under his eyes weren't too bad, at least not when one knew how to conceal them. A tip he learned from his sister even if he hated wearing makeup. It was more about not showing the weakness than any form of conceitedness. Considering he rarely had issues sleeping before, he was still trying to figure out how to deal with it. Currently, he tried late night studying. It went a long way for staying ahead of other witches, and other students. Last night, he actually decided to try work on one of the spells from his father's grimoire. It wasn't magic he practiced regularly - hell, it wasn't magic he had any affinity for whatsoever - but he liked a challenge; he couldn't help it.
It was rather unsuccessful, trying to actually manage the circles under his eyes rather than hide them. He had hoped something better than such a mundane solution would come his way. Something more appropriate for being a witch. Then again, being hopeful never worked out for him in the past. Maybe Nola would have some tips. Illusions weren't his specialty, and even though they weren't Nola's she was closer to being able to work them than he was.
Unfortunately, he didn't want to wake her up when that thought occurred to him. Rather than make the hike from the dorm off to Nola's house at two in the morning, he just settled for showering - middle of the night was always best since only the vampires at the school were really up to use the facilities at that hour - before just settling for laying in his bed and staring at his ceiling. Until his alarm went off.
A sigh escaped him. Jack wasn't looking forward to the usual coverup bit. Even if it made it look like he was adjusting well. Considering that was the longest part, and the fact that styling his hair was just rubbing his hands around in his hair to make sure there were no tangles, he always handled the makeup part first. Then it was just a matter of throwing on some clothes - he didn't really look considering it was jeans matched to a monochromatic shirt with a zip-up hoodie over it and all his clothes were clean - and grabbing his stuff for his first class on his way off to the cafeteria to grab a quick breakfast.
The new setting didn't sit right with Ariel. Not to the same extent as her brother, but she still didn't like the new surroundings. She didn't understand why Nola wanted them to stay at the school. It wasn't a comfortable place, not for her. She had a hard time finding a quiet place to herself, especially feeling that way in her room. She didn't mind the size, but she just wanted to be out in the open air. Or at least have a roommate that wasn't so, well, demanding or domineering. She doubted this was the experience Nola intended for her when she suggested they dorm instead of just make the commute daily to and from the house.
Sleep wasn't restful, but at least she got some. It wasn't a lot, but it was there. Bookended by drawing or working on her ASL lessons. She desperately wanted to practice on her violin, but the first night she even tried to do so after nine-thirty, her roommate complained about how she needed her beauty sleep. Ariel had simply apologized and put the instrument away. Violin practice could wait for daylight hours, when she didn't have classes. Of course, half an hour later it was a complaint about having her bedside lamp on, which resulted in the worst night on campus for her. Now, though, she had a book-light carefully angled to keep any of it from getting in the other girl's eyes.
Her alarm howling that it was time to get her day started, in tune with that of the other alarm clock. Rather than attempt to get to the shower first, she sat and brushed all the snarls out of her hair. If she didn't, it would be a tangled mess and never wash properly anyways. Or at least that was the reason her mother got her in the habit of doing so when she was little. Most of the habits she was trained into by their parents were broken, but it had been so many years it was one of the habits that she would never break. Besides, it meant there was no fight to get a shower; after all, it didn't matter to her if there was no hot water or not. It gave her time to deal with her hair, pick out what she would wear, and still have time for breakfast before first class even after a shower.
By the time that half of her morning routine was done, the shower was free. Better yet, there was still warm water left. Shower finished, her off the shoulders sweater over a cream colored tank top matched to a nice pair of jeans all put on, just a touch of make-up on (mostly just to give her lips a hint of color and downplay the color of her eyes just a hair while all making it look like there was no makeup applied) and putting on all her various jewelry - save for the locket she never took off - she gathered her sketchbook and class supplies in her messenger bag and put on a comfortable pair of sneakers. All this, and she was still done and out the door with time left to get some breakfast.
It was only a week in, and he had trouble sleeping. The bags under his eyes weren't too bad, at least not when one knew how to conceal them. A tip he learned from his sister even if he hated wearing makeup. It was more about not showing the weakness than any form of conceitedness. Considering he rarely had issues sleeping before, he was still trying to figure out how to deal with it. Currently, he tried late night studying. It went a long way for staying ahead of other witches, and other students. Last night, he actually decided to try work on one of the spells from his father's grimoire. It wasn't magic he practiced regularly - hell, it wasn't magic he had any affinity for whatsoever - but he liked a challenge; he couldn't help it.
It was rather unsuccessful, trying to actually manage the circles under his eyes rather than hide them. He had hoped something better than such a mundane solution would come his way. Something more appropriate for being a witch. Then again, being hopeful never worked out for him in the past. Maybe Nola would have some tips. Illusions weren't his specialty, and even though they weren't Nola's she was closer to being able to work them than he was.
Unfortunately, he didn't want to wake her up when that thought occurred to him. Rather than make the hike from the dorm off to Nola's house at two in the morning, he just settled for showering - middle of the night was always best since only the vampires at the school were really up to use the facilities at that hour - before just settling for laying in his bed and staring at his ceiling. Until his alarm went off.
A sigh escaped him. Jack wasn't looking forward to the usual coverup bit. Even if it made it look like he was adjusting well. Considering that was the longest part, and the fact that styling his hair was just rubbing his hands around in his hair to make sure there were no tangles, he always handled the makeup part first. Then it was just a matter of throwing on some clothes - he didn't really look considering it was jeans matched to a monochromatic shirt with a zip-up hoodie over it and all his clothes were clean - and grabbing his stuff for his first class on his way off to the cafeteria to grab a quick breakfast.
The new setting didn't sit right with Ariel. Not to the same extent as her brother, but she still didn't like the new surroundings. She didn't understand why Nola wanted them to stay at the school. It wasn't a comfortable place, not for her. She had a hard time finding a quiet place to herself, especially feeling that way in her room. She didn't mind the size, but she just wanted to be out in the open air. Or at least have a roommate that wasn't so, well, demanding or domineering. She doubted this was the experience Nola intended for her when she suggested they dorm instead of just make the commute daily to and from the house.
Sleep wasn't restful, but at least she got some. It wasn't a lot, but it was there. Bookended by drawing or working on her ASL lessons. She desperately wanted to practice on her violin, but the first night she even tried to do so after nine-thirty, her roommate complained about how she needed her beauty sleep. Ariel had simply apologized and put the instrument away. Violin practice could wait for daylight hours, when she didn't have classes. Of course, half an hour later it was a complaint about having her bedside lamp on, which resulted in the worst night on campus for her. Now, though, she had a book-light carefully angled to keep any of it from getting in the other girl's eyes.
Her alarm howling that it was time to get her day started, in tune with that of the other alarm clock. Rather than attempt to get to the shower first, she sat and brushed all the snarls out of her hair. If she didn't, it would be a tangled mess and never wash properly anyways. Or at least that was the reason her mother got her in the habit of doing so when she was little. Most of the habits she was trained into by their parents were broken, but it had been so many years it was one of the habits that she would never break. Besides, it meant there was no fight to get a shower; after all, it didn't matter to her if there was no hot water or not. It gave her time to deal with her hair, pick out what she would wear, and still have time for breakfast before first class even after a shower.
By the time that half of her morning routine was done, the shower was free. Better yet, there was still warm water left. Shower finished, her off the shoulders sweater over a cream colored tank top matched to a nice pair of jeans all put on, just a touch of make-up on (mostly just to give her lips a hint of color and downplay the color of her eyes just a hair while all making it look like there was no makeup applied) and putting on all her various jewelry - save for the locket she never took off - she gathered her sketchbook and class supplies in her messenger bag and put on a comfortable pair of sneakers. All this, and she was still done and out the door with time left to get some breakfast.
Welcome back. No worries about the disappearance as far as I'm concerned. Health comes first, and sometimes, there's just no giving notice (especially when you end up in the hospital.) Hope your recovery is speedy.
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