Sixsmith

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Mizuho said
Ex! What are you doing here?And you like me? Q~Q d'awwww

He's lying.

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Ex said
Hey, it's Mizuho. I like Mizuho.I don't like the rest of you people.Go away.

Shut your face, Ex.

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Will teachers be housed on campus, as well? o_o

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Mizuho said
NO HAE STOP

I SAID TOO LAAAAAAAAATE!

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Bird said
When do you think we're gonna start, Mizu? 'Cause I don't get home till tomorrow night. I'm trying to finish Adira's CS, but the motel I'm at has crappy wifi.

Yes, Miso, when are we starting?!

Mizuho said
OH PLEASE HAVE MERCY I CAN'T HANDLE THE SEXINESS

TOO BAD. HE'S BEEN UNLEASHED.

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What's really funny and what I didn't expect was the length of his RS...

It's longer than his actual character sheet. @_@



The flood of Flynn/John Krasinski reaction Gifs are coming.

You realize the threat of such a torrent of sexiness, right, Mizuho?

'CAUSE YOU WITNESSED IT FIRST HAND!

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Mizuho said
Okie dokie, got it XDAww I love Flynn <3

Coming to turns with his own self throughout this RP. @_@

It's gonna be a rough ride, but I'm sure Flynn can take it.

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I....

I can't even put it in my post 'cause there's a character limit. ._.

Mizuho, I'ma need you to link Flynn's post to the one above, 'cause I'm putting it there.

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This took forever.

I finally got to everyone. @_@ It's done... finished. WAS SO HARD TO DO. Flynn is a difficult character to quite capture correctly. Not sure if I'm even doing it correctly. QQ

Flynn Zimmerman

"trust your heart
if the seas catch fire"

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Name:
Flynn Zimmerman
Appearance:
Every bit the quiet and reserved fellow he seems, spacious and with an air of a slightly cold stoic. Nothing necessarily odd or outstanding about Flynn, aside from his unusually tall height, standing above most other teachers and students at his 6'3". Everything about him rings conservative and held back, hiding his strength and figure in a usual button up three-piece, usually bland and what one would associate a teacher with, instead of business man or high-class, public figure. That's the exact opposite of what he tries to accomplish and, among the hundreds of students and all of the elite teachers corralling around campus, he looks almost a little too ordinary, as if he tries to hard to get the least attention possible. But, piercing green eyes are observant, eidetic and extraordinarily perceptive—probably the one thing that does stand out. Aided with his ever blank expression, gelled back and stylized hair, and an air of quiet authority, Flynn is an uniquely intimidating individual and it is no part due to his height, but the undeniably cold demeanor and stature in which he holds himself, as if he always has something better to do.
Age:
32

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"(and live by love
though the stars walk backward)"

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How Long Has Your Character Been Teaching at Caelbury Academy?:
Roughly 6 Years
Social Class:
Middle Class
Social Class Explanation:
Neither rich, nor poor, just satisfactory. He's content with it and, being a teacher, he has the power regardless of social standards, especially since he's got the intellect and writing prowess to make up for the lack in monetary funds.
Subject:
Ethics and Philosophy ("Intro to..." and Various Other Courses)
Why is Your Character Teaching Here?:
There's a great satisfaction one gets from enlightening and changing the youth for the better. Flynn is no exception to this and is the primary reason why he accepted the job in the first place, plus, he gets to be closer to his mother than he was in the UK.

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"never mind a world
with its villains or heroes"

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Personality:
Undeniably passive-aggressive and reserved beyond the nature of ordinary people, Flynn always prefers the company of himself or his cat to anyone else. In an always social environment, one would think that a job teaching was something of a foolish endeavor, but he somehow fits into the mold of the Academy. Brilliant beyond measure, there's a reason he's where he's at in life and, despite the stoicism etched across his features, he is more than content with what he's been given and what he's worked for. Aside from that, from another view point, putting aside Flynn's actual feelings, it's always difficult to determine his exact thoughts or emotions. There's almost always an underlying feeling that his blank expression and ceaseless gaze are the man's way of saying he couldn't care less.

However, Flynn is among one of the most unbiased people, tending to take himself out of the equation in almost every situation, simply to observe from another's standpoint. Which, no doubt, means he's not a man to argue or question, but simply reflect and mend. He's a problem solver and a very silent one, who undeniably doesn't need help and never asks for it, but isn't one to deny anyone should they wish to assist. Hardly anyone is ever aware of the fact that he's actually in the process of fixing an issue, whether it's with himself or with someone else, and he is often alone in situations—something he actually prefers. Solitude is his greatest sanctuary and he finds more peace within himself than anywhere else. The ever philosophical mind that can't quit thinking and can't cease to analyze and pick away until something is bare; something of a deep flaw of his, among many flaws.

Sometimes he fears those closest to him (few and far between) know him far better than he could ever know himself.

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"losing through you what seemed myself,i find
selves unimaginably mine;beyond
sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears"

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History:
Well, life wasn't the best.

It certainly wasn't the worst, either.

It was more along the lines of a middle road, down an achingly straight path right into a forever stretching horizon.

To start, Flynn's father left while he was around six years old, able to remember it vividly by then. He jokingly states that the man is still at the convenient store buying a six pack of flat, piss-tasting beer and a packet of cigarettes. As a kid, one would think something like that would scar a kid, especially at that age and especially one who could recall it like it was yesterday. However, it really didn't phase Flynn, but made him want to know the man's exact thoughts and reasoning, if it even came to his mind. It was just odd, but he saw the way it affected his mother and it affected her deeply. She truly thought they were capable of making a life together, a foolhardy thought at best, but a hopeful one—he couldn't berate her for that. So, instead of her taking care of her only child, it was he who took care of her, something even she doesn't even think about to this day. Flynn was actually the best thing that could have happened to her, even if he was technically the cause of her husband's fleeing. Even now he takes care of her, makes her realize that her life isn't bad at all and that she does have someone that loves her.

Everyday she reminds him that she is forever in his debt.

And he tells her the same thing: "The only debt you still have is your school loans."

Being there for his mother whenever she needed was the defining factor in where he eventually went to school, what he did, and where he would go from that point. She's no old crone, but it's still evident that the woman held onto her past like a lifeline, though her issues went far deeper than a fleeing husband. So, he was there to keep her steady and in control, maybe growing too used to it and maybe not giving her enough room to eventually move on. Regardless, though, he let that situation fully dictate what he would do in life, though, from the circumstances now, it wasn't at all a bad thing, but it definitely could have turned out much, much worse.

From a young age, Flynn showed exceptional skills and smarts in all forms. He didn't play like other kids, didn't even act like other kids; Flynn sat in the back, observing his environment and analyzing everything to a fault. Most adults thought he was shy or that he had a bad home life, though none of them were even close to the right answer. He was the fascination he got from observing people, finding out what makes each individual tick. Such skills were often looked over because of his reserved attitude for most of his younger life. Sometimes teachers had a hard time determining what his issue was and often labeled him with various mental disabilities and even sending him into a class for the mentally handicapped. It wasn't embarrassing, as he often took in information unlike most other people, and found it an opportunity to further improve his knowledge. When the teachers found the notes he took, mistaking it as mindless doodling (candy and sticker in hand for a reward) they were taken aback. Structured notes on the exact diagnosis of each of the special needs kid's minds, graphing, analysis worthy of a psychoanalyst's research paper.

That's when he was fully noticed, when his talents rang out like a fire alarm. Prodigy, genius, that's what the teachers said and the list went on. That's when things started moving too fast for him, when he recognized that he was being kept away from his mother with an increasing frequency. It was maddening, to be fully honest, especially when he came home and saw his mother's own health deteriorating. The woman needed constant attention and she wasn't getting it. Like Flynn, she took in information differently, to the point where it eventually hurt her more than helped her. So, he demanded a brief rest period to sort everything out and to find what seemed like obvious solutions to his problems.

Luckily for him, the president of Oxford University would adhere to his pleas, having contacted him during his publicity filled years. It was then that he truly felt ready and prepared for something of that calibre. About the age of twelve, Flynn was admitted to Oxford on a free-ride to study whatever he wanted, mainly philosophy and psychology. His mother came with him and both were given housing and food for as long as Flynn attended. He was worth that much and more. With his life supposedly figured out, he balanced schoolwork and his mother exceptionally well for a person of his age. He could see the radiance back in her mother's smile and could see the steady praise he got from various professors who taught there. He did, indeed, have his life fully set and planned out, though knew there would often be variables he could never account for. Flynn was prepared for that.

What he wasn't prepared for was the sudden revelation his mother had experienced. He'd gotten his Ph.D by then, only 18 and already ready to get his life going. She had stared at him hard that morning while he ate his breakfast, smiling uneasily at him. He'd asked her if everything was alright and she simply respond with a curt, "Yes." It was then he realized she'd figured something out, but was unsure of what. It wasn't until later that not that she sat him down on the couch and told him exactly what had dawned on her.

She was holding him back, keeping him from achieving what he truly wanted. He was a slave to the circumstance of his mother's illness.

Later that week, after having truly thought things over, she left for the United States, admitted herself to a psychiatric ward designed to look and act like a nursing home for those who were diagnosed with illnesses that they couldn't control properly. She was given her proper meds and sent off a year later, feeling that she was ready to actually live. Flynn, confused and mildly alarmed, felt the necessary urgency in his mother's voice before she left and when he truly saw the progress before his eyes, would he allow himself to be fully proud of his mother. In her realization and in her actions to remedy the issue, she had given both of them the permission to live.

It wasn't long before Flynn found a steady job, finding he felt better teaching than he did anything else. He staid at the university for quite some time, accumulating a vast amount of knowledge and experience before he was requested at a prestigious academy in the U.S. to work as a full-time teacher, helping educate future CEOs and scientists that would more than likely contribute to the world in ways most people couldn't. The man still wrote various books and analysts, helped with research across the world during his summers, but his heart and his mind were fully committed to the students he was teaching, regardless of just how preserved and stoic he may at first seemed.
Miscellaneous:
—Has a cat named Oedipus that he often brings to the Academy. They allow it because the cat is well taken care of, groomed, and given the best care by Flynn. And he made sure the cat has an area to... defecate... that would be concealed in both sight and smell. One of the teachers helped design it in his spare time, simply because she was bored and a nice person.—
—He blends into the background very, very well... and it's often hard to notice him, despite his height and stature—

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"yours is the light by which my spirit's born:
yours is the darkness of my soul's return
-you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars"
-E.E. Cummings, dive for dreams

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Flynn Zimmerman

Various excerpts and scribbling in a journal that Flynn keeps on his person. He likes to take notes on certain people he deems interesting and even those that he doesn't. There are hundreds of names and analyses inside this notebook that are simply his way of looking at people. He's intrigued by the uniqueness of Caelbury and likes to study the differences in the state of minds of those who are elite and wealthy to those who are not, as well as the oddities within each social group and how these social groups have even come to exist.

He knows a lot about people, even things you really wouldn't want anyone but yourself to know. So, if there is anything in his notebooks that seems too personal for him to know, you really don't want to find out how he figured it out. After all, this man's brain is wired around the human psyche and how it works according to environmental and biological factors in people's lives. He'll actually take various notes and assumptions, since there are a lot of variables when it comes to the human mind, and strike each down once he gets the right amount of evidence required to make such assumptions factual. This is a process that can take a few hours to a few years, depending on the person. He multitasks this and is adept at separating minds and people and connecting them, so that he doesn't lose track of who fits what bill where.

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Oedipus Rex:

"A face of stone holds the most troubling of minds. With eyes that pierce into the soul comes a power of the psyche unmatched even by the human brain. Such a mind only finds satisfaction in the torment of others."

Dribble/Notes: Undeniably the most popular and, frankly, the most loved thing inside this entire school. I feel his plans are of a nefarious purpose and he continues to stare at me with those beady eyes, as if provoking me to take action against him. He continues to assert his dominance over myself via sitting upon my papers and staring deeply into my eyes. I fear his potential and I fear what his intentions are. A sinister being with a propensity to mewl for attention, knowing full well his power over the students of my classroom. His number of mindless, hormonal teenagers are growing; I fear the day his wrath falls upon this earth...

Fools not know the danger of such charm.

Acacia Hawthorne:

"Handing people rose colored glasses is a travesty upon humanity. Relishing in their ignorance is a tragedy upon oneself."

Dribbling/Sidenotes: Interesting specimen. Eyes are too noticeably pained and vulnerable. Overbearing brother might be the cause. Further studying shows the need of such a figure in her life. Thus, hypothesis is no longer feasible. Further research shows the amount of children the Hawthorne's have, needs more evidence to connect such distress toward family members. Suicidal tendencies—will bring to brother, Hayden. Digging through interviews and reading through various lines in some of the encounters with her family, I've determined quite a bit about the average Hawthorne life and can safely deduce the reason behind Acacia's currently troubled state. She's having severe identity issues brought on by neglect and lack of approval from very difficult parents. The extreme standards upon which Mr. and Mrs. Hawthorne display has all but demoralized and degraded each of their children in some form or fashion, some simply refused to grow from it, Acacia being one such case and Hayden being the polar opposite. A lot of self-realization and restructuring would be the only form of treatment I can see that would at least attempt to heal the grievous wounds she works hard to hide.

Lili Lafontaine:

"To know what one wants is determination. To deny what one needs is despotism."

Dribble/Notes: Skips my class. Knows what she wants in life. Does not know what she needs in life. Needs to apply herself more in everything she does. It will earn her more happiness in life and more knowledge. Ignorance isn't something to take pride in.

Jacob Rockwell:

"If you follow the stars in such a straight path, you find you burn out much too quickly, falling short of such astronomical goals and standards."

Dribble/Notes: Troubled individual. Obvious from how he acts. Straight-laced, well-oriented. Further looking into him, as he avoids my class as best he can—will conclude after further studies—it seems his life has dealt him quite the problematic hand. Might have done him better due to his obvious boost in performance. Hard to determine; performance has been above par even when hit with what I've determined as depression. Simple diagnosis for a not so simple case. Case has taken a large turn for the worse. Death of friend has brought depression levels higher. Would help him out further, but refuses to fully come into contact with me; counselors seem to have their hands full. Something obviously changed after the summer. Showing signs of what seems to be some psychological disorder. I can't confirm what just yet, but I have my theories.

Bipolar Disorder Symptoms show no sign of manic behavior. Or any manic behavior cannot be attributed to such.

Sociopath Faulty logic. No evidence points remotely toward such a mental handicap. Still trying to determine.

Conclusion has come to PTSD or general anxiety. There are quite a bit signs pointing to something down the anxiety disorder branch, though he seems to be a stickler for rules, I cannot associate that with OCD. But, only because it isn't the cause of this individual's stress, even if he probably does have a slight tendency to be OCD. However, it seems more traumatic than simply anxiety. Data still inconclusive, however; will watch Jacob further.

Roman Zelenka:

"The only sin here is mediocrity."

Dribble/Notes: An interesting person, altogether, regardless of his apparent mediocrity. It's not simply a person being average because they can't do any better, it's a person being average because they have found an impasse that they cannot traverse. I've seen it in various students, though the reason and outcome are both totally different entities.

The outcome: lost his drive.

The reason: inconclusive/lacks data.

I'm a reserved and quiet individual for the sack of learning and finding more knowledge. His aloofness has other meanings. I, sadly, haven't been exposed to him much. However, I have noticed that this particular individual has done quite a bit of traveling. Why he stopped here, is uncertain; it definitely isn't because this school has had him in its sights. He hasn't done enough hard work or shown enough determination to get accepted on those basis. Confusing, as he seems more than capable of applying himself, though he chooses not to. Unfortunate.

Will find out more as time passes; a year's time is enough to find out exactly what his deal is.

Vladimir Kalkovich:

"The past scorns us all."

Dribble/Notes: Quite a nice individual. Of course, I don't feel much of it is too genuine. I think the saying, "Those who smile the most carry the biggest sorrows." Or something akin to that. What those sorrows are, I'm uncertain. What I am certain of, is that it was great enough for him to need to hide it. I don't quite know him as much as I would like to, however. Listened to him playing the other day. Was unexpected; obvious outlet for pent up emotions. I'll chalk him up along with the others to make sure I keep an eye out for him.

Rayne McCutcheon:

"Severe trauma dictates much of our actions. Growth is denying that trauma any foothold into our lives."

Dribble/Notes: Was not expecting this. Many teachers had warned me countless times that this girl was a nuisance simply because she skipped classes. I looked up her records and the only bad remarks are that she skips class, yet they can't necessarily hold that against her: she aces these classes as if they were cake. Now, the unexpected situation that all of this landed me in. She actually attends my class and is rather enthralled by it.

1 Point Flynn.
0 Point Other Teachers.

I'm allowed to laugh sometimes.

This, however unexpected, gave me the opportunities to determine the cause of her habitual truancy. I'm certain it's not her bluntness and apparent lack of appreciation for authority figures. Could be wrong. There are a number of variables that could relate to her rebellious nature and why exactly she chose my class to attend the most. Possibly my lack of prominent authority; I tend to be more underhanded with my powers as a teacher than forward with it. She hasn't given me cause to target her. Exceptional student. But knows of said indirectness of my influence. Possibly takes well to such roundabout ways of dealing with unruly students. Possible sadism. Doesn't pertain to studies. Further looking into parents: father rather famous/high in influence. Mother isn't really mother. Could point to issues as a whole, due to loss of mother in one way or another. Divorce? Death? Infidelity...? Unsure of relationship with father. Do not ask. Subject could be touchy.

August. I'll use him to further my research. Sacrifices in the name of science.

James McNamara:

"A hot-head hides insecurities as well as a glass box."

Dribble/Notes: A few clear designations from cursory observations: needs glasses, needs to realize that glasses aren't associated with negativity, needs to learn what laser eye surgery is, needs to try contacts. Witnessed the effect of contacts. Should stay away from them. Very much a social person. Though, has some key similarities in the way he acts to another student, Rayne. Could get along, but still have some blaring differences. Isn't astute in much aside from music, of which he has astounding talent for. Explosive anger, both correct and incorrect reactionary queues to certain questions or situations. Another candidate in which I can use August to further my analysis. Never mind. Concluded that intrusiveness is a dead end. Very guarded about past; main reason for explosive nature. Could relate correlate with his disregard for the well-being of most people and rules as a whole.

Will look further into this when I have the time and the plan to do so.

Nate Dixon:

"A heart on a sleeve is well prepared for the heartache it always entails. But what is and what ought to be are different things entirely."

Dribble/Notes: Not highly noticeable. Willing to do too much for others without any gain or reward. Odd nature. Could be true the saying, "Those that smile the most have the most sorrow to hide," or something akin to the phrase. Cannot necessarily conclude this, but there's a lack of genuineness in his actions. Not out of malice, but out of distraction. People underestimate how much the eyes are able to subconsciously show such vulnerability and emotion. I guess people don't realize how adept I am at reading people. This is my life. But, I can't hold that against Nate, in particular; he's too kind to bring up my intrusiveness. Easy to take advantage of.

Will get to him later; keep my eye on him.

Julie Scott:

"Society asks much of us. The greatest transgression is to fall prey to such forms of 'normalit.'"

Dribble/Notes: Very studious. Could cause for unwanted and unneeded stress if leaks into overworking. Can see the effects of this in social life. Too constrained to meeting societal norms. Didn't notice me when I walked into the coffee shop she works at. Food is paid for at Caelbury, as is most everything, should you be given a full-ride as she. Doesn't represent the need for material goods. Conclusion is close. Saw her intermingling with those of supposed higher status; seems aloof from some of the conversation. Could see a deep yearning for involvement. Again, overstudy and overwork should be to blame for this behavior; possible propensity for hard work and determination leaking into social life. One should not need to work hard to find their niche. Looking in the wrong place for friendship, thus furthering her to burning out and becoming overly stressed. Will bring this up to her; seems keen on listening to intellectual inquiries, but will reserve judgment until further notice.

Cole Grimoire:

"The world better rewards those who make their own opportunities. Luck gets you so far and is unreliable; the world appreciates the work you do, regardless of the supposed misfortunes that make life dynamic."

Dribble/Notes: Cocky. Seems like a womanizer. Don't particularly care for his input in class, but he's a student, so he needs to learn. But, he got here on a lottery ticket, so I don't expect him to integrate well with most of the others, even if that seems a little prejudice. I don't see students other than students, but that's not how this environment works from a social standpoint. Holds something back. Saw him the other day on the ice. Should take advantage of that skill. Wondering why he doesn't. Self-doubt hidden by an overconfident exterior. If he wants to truly find his place in life, he may need to realize what's sitting in front of him, otherwise he'll be stuck in a mediocre, substandard world. Not out of lack of skills or money, but lack of direction in life.

August Marco:

"The syndrome and mindset of a teenager is torn between adult expectations and adolescent boundaries. Strains the mind and confuses the soul."

Dribblings/Notes: Severe inferiority complex; makes up for it through lying about skills and attributes, as well as unnecessary sarcasm. A smart ass, if I ever knew one. Doesn't yet realize that I find it very, very easy to see through. Amusing, but only for a fraction of a second. Fell asleep in class the other day. Drew a Hitler 'stache and compared his views to the topic of subject, as well as his flaws and his grades. Topic of subject: Totalitarian Mindset and Fascism. Bad day to fall asleep in my class. Vice Principal Hawthorne keeps asking me for his grades. I understand his concern. It's hard to get a bad grade in Intro to Philosophy as it requires few small essays and mainly participation. He lacks the will to fully integrate himself into class discussions; I make it known through both Hayden and my subtle quips directed toward him. Few of my students understand, but that's understandable: my humor isn't of the average individual. Unnecessary notes.

Pushed his "buttons" one day. Found it was hard to tell me what for without downgrading to faulty insults. I don't find pleasure in making students realize their dilemmas, but I can't say I didn't enjoy watching him squirm angrily. Easy to aggravate, easier to frustrate.

Max Wallenberg:

"A need to fill the void that boredom so inevitably brings is a need so undeniably filled by a yearning for the exotic, a constructed condition fitted into those of wealth and power."

Dribble/Notes: One would think it odd for someone with such power and wealth be so swayed by his boredom as to mingle with those deemed lowlier than he. Uncertain of the gravity of this situation; does not bode well for future love life. Boredom in life often means boredom in sanctity, which often means unscheduled business trips. Many a man fall prey to the static feel of a stale marriage and find solace in the numerous corner trollops willing to pleasure for pay. His dilemma is no different than those of rich men who go through marriages and divorces like society goes through fashion trends. It's a matter of finding either a wife or husband that keeps his interest indefinitely or a hobby in which he can vent out the staleness of life through healthier means than infidelity.

Enjoys my class to a great degree. Enjoys books even more. It's a matter whether or not he runs through both subjects like he does the girls that toss themselves at his feat. Takes for granted the wealth and opportunities he has; does not know the true meaning of life, especially through eyes of those lower in class than he. A bankrupt father and a scornful mother would be the harshest lesson I can determine. Sometimes harsh lessons are required. Possible cynicism detected. Oedipus keeps staring at me. Did I feed him today? Mindless drivel...

Wren Sinclair:

"So many faces can be the attributed cause to such turmoil and strife."

Dribble/Notes: A whole life turned on, you forget just how to turn yourself off. What it's like to feel normal. She has everything materially, but what is she without a name? What is anyone in this school but another person with a name plated in sterling silver and ivory? Seems too easily swayed by the opinions of those that look up to her. Could be attributed to some insecurities of her own. Not the best look on life to have. Further research required to find the perpetuating cause of such logic.

I think she realizes that if she ever tried to turn a paper in late for my class, she'd not sway my adamant policy through the proverbial batting of the eyelashes. I hope she realizes that my students are students, not famous movie stars, not the children of high-class politicians, and not wealth stacked princes/princesses of middle eastern shahs. They are students who want to learn and if they don't want to learn from me, then that's entirely their decision. I'm reinforcing myself through writing these notes for no apparent reason. What am I reinforcing? Could lead to something I don't know. Mindless.

I've seen her in some of the plays. And I've seen her afterwards. Most actors I've had the pleasure of knowing through the years are more than capable of separating reality from fiction. Catherine is the exact opposite. She seems to delve too deeply, which could thus lead to a few psychological disorders that have been well hidden throughout her life. Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) is an iffy subject throughout the psychological sciences and I cannot base such assumptions on mild instances. I do, however, feel that there might be identity issues hidden deep within her. Further research would definitely be required, but it's nigh possible. The effects of having to keep oneself on in the public scene can have stressful impacts upon the psyche of an individual, especially of one so young with a still developing mind. My results are, so far, inconclusive, but I have a feeling this case is much like that of Acacia Hawthorne. Maybe correlating the two and delving deeper into familial issues and ties could result in further answers and could either prove or disprove my hypotheses.

Brenden Aldrin:

"Upon a bed of wildflowers doth grow the sweet nectar of the Gods, tainted by the uninhibited glory of ruth and pity of the sublime human condition."

Dribble/Notes: An unorthodox man. Has no place in a society like this; much too humble; much too kind; much too understanding. Caught Dr. Hawthorne staring. I don't believe in love at first sight, but this is as close as I seem to have witness. Then again, sex is on the mind of all animals, humans especially. Unnecessary observation. Not too noteworthy. Should keep notes professional. Possible desire in myself to have someone to further take care of. Past seems to repeat itself. Oedipus hissed at me for such furious scribbling. Back to the topic at hand. There isn't much aside from the oddity in which this man has placed himself in. He seems to do too much for too many people. Stretches himself thin when it isn't required of him. Life goes by fast, but to rush through induces a lack of gratitude to the wonderment of life itself. Haven't observed him enough yet to determine anything further. Might be too distracted, but could connect that to a certain Vice Principal. Would be fun to see where that is heading; the idea of romance is a touchy subject and contains many variables of which I may not be able to account for.

I like a challenge.

Hayden Hawthorne:

"They say 'Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.' Rings true for a man of equal potential for such ruthlessness; pray he who holds such wrath know the consequences of losing the touch of humanity."

Dribble/Notes: I may be the only person on this planet to have witnessed his fury. A teacher a few years back had spoken out against the formation of one his clubs, the LGBT one. I had walked in on it because he asked if he could use my office to accommodate the new students who signed up. Was in the process of gathering my paperwork and lesson plans, as well as Oedipus. He was silent throughout the whole ordeal, as was I, though the male who had opposed had opposed vigorously and extremely boisterously. Hayden handled it adeptly, but failed to hide the obvious flare in his eyes. I hadn't seen a man so angered before and I understood his anger; the man had said some very crass things that more than stepped over the line. He outright threatened to do some very offensive things to Hayden and his tween sister once she skipped another grade into high school. The teacher, I think he was an administrator for the entire board, wasn't heard from again. I'm certain he wasn't just a random face on a billboard; he was important, as evidence from the Valentino suit he wore. What I'm uncertain of was what exactly happened to him. I asked, reluctantly, about it once and got a grunt as a response, but after a few seconds he assured me the man was alive... just not happy to be.

Determining from the story above, Hayden has a nasty meanstreak, which I'm sure most people have. However, I sense a lot of pent up resent and anger inside that very amicable mind of his. Overbearing and overprotective. Could be from past experiences with parents. After delving deeper into Acacia's psyche, I stumbled upon a glorious stash of issues caused by overly neglectful parents and high standards that no real human could or would withstand without being somewhat scarred. Despite Hayden's obvious break from this and his content with his own life, as obvious from his normal demeanor, there's a sense that the man has some issues he more than needs to resolve. Traumatic experiences happen across the board and don't always deal with abusive parents, war zones, or psychotic instances. Psychological abuse is just as hefty as physical, as the mind is a very vulnerable piece of the human body. Hayden, unlike his sister, knows this. I can tell that much. But, a part of him, the overbearing grudge holding part, is wary and often doubts himself. Unfortunate, but a man like Dr. Hawthorne will most undoubtedly come to terms with such astounding flaws.

Flynn Zimmerman:

"To know oneself is to be truly knowledgeable of the world around him."

Dribble/Notes: Not much input, here. Uh... talking about myself is an iffy subject. I know what I want out of life and I know what gives me the most satisfaction and happiness. But that's not all it takes to know oneself. I guess, as I get older it'll become clearer. Maybe I mentally block my mind from learning its own inner workings. I'm still discovering this things...

Would be nice to have someone there to tell me.

My own subconscious necessities must be telling me something. Is it just a need for someone to take care of? Or is it the opposite? I've known only the special bond with both my cat and my mother, whom I still attempt to care for because... well, she's my mother. I think she knows more, but refuses to tell me out of a supposed confidentiality. She wants me to find out on my own. And I can't quite interrogate Oedipus either.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

Alli Kendrick:

"Great feats of strength lie in the smallest of decisions."

Dribble/Notes: I was there when she had her turn around. I had joined the same year Hayden did, but I was less noticed—I prefer that—due to Hayden's last name. But, I knew of Ms. Kendrick pretty well from other teachers. I actually toured the Academy the school year prior, understand how it worked and what the students were like. It's not required, but I wanted to make sure I integrated myself—Needless information. I saw what Alli was like before the school year ended: careless, coddled, loud, and an agitation. I took note of that, if I can find it somewhere in here. Regardless, when she came to me prior to fully starting classes, something seemed to click in her mind. Being reserved and rather quiet, I naturally just nodded and listened. I indirectly helped her, but she somehow found out. Her careless, party going nature really did well to hide her intellect.

I didn't expect her to become a teacher, however. Possibly out of need to repay previously helpful teachers or to help students who found themselves in her situation. Still to be determined.

Eliza Herring:

"Unyeilding determination can often be mistaken for blind ambition."

Dribble/Notes: By far one of the more interesting specimens students—made a slip up the other day calling a student a 'specimen' and I got reprimanded by our fair lady Adira. It amused me to no end; she didn't take well to my smirk. Regardless of what moniker I use, Eliza is an incredibly interesting individual. She looks astonishingly like her father and not in regards to features, but in the way she holds herself and expresses very little, except in instances regarding polite consideration she puts up. I've had her in various classes before. She's a good student, no doubt, who appreciates my methods of teaching. It took a while, but I can safely assume I know more about her than most people care to proclaim. There's a deep fire in her eyes. She does well to hide the ferocity of her determination.

Family resembles the Hawthornes in more ways than one. Would say another 'Acacia' case, but along the road, Eliza branched off. Would care to study such instances to determine where the fork lies and how it came to be. Where that divide was is another matter entirely. Striking similarities with buried differences. Acacia does well to perfect herself for others; Eliza does well to perfect herself for... herself. I would applaud her if that didn't necessarily get me scowls of disapproval from other adults. She isn't a wallflower by any means, but she's just as good at hiding her insecurities—her goals even. Approaching her over the years with school work, her essays and other needless academic formalities, confirmed her distant and distrusting nature. I feel it's among the reasons she is so well entrenched within herself. The key to her inner workings are for her hands only. Which is why I'm glad I myself am so hard to read.

There's resolve in her, one completely opposite of Acacia's but somehow similar, almost indistinguishable. Efficient to a fault. Entirely blind to anything that isn't useful or required to get her to her destination. What that is? Perfection. Perfection not for others, but for herself. To put herself upon her own pedestal. No display case for anyone to see. Her own self-worth and strength that she can rely upon. Undeniably selfish from an average individual's point of view. Terribly sad from my own... to need that much reassurance to become as cold and calculating as that and to have so little faith in others as to only rely and need herself. If anything, her parents should be ashamed. But, I save my pity and sorrows for people who actually need it. Eliza needs nothing in regards to condolences or sympathy and will gladly scoff at anyone who would give her any.

Such an interesting... uh, person. However, notes are still inconclusive. These are all hypotheses that need to be thoroughly tested and with only a year left. Hm, guess I have to start working. Musing over the contents of an unknown shell is one thing, but cracking it is another thing entirely. A fun thing, if I do say so myself.

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Flynn Profile

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Name:

Flynn Pietr Zimmerman

Nickname:

Petey, Pete

Sex:

Male

Righty or Lefty:

Righty

Age:

32

Birthday:

February 14th, 1982

Height:

6'3"

Weight:

222 lbs.

Eye color:

Green/Hazel

Hair color:

Dark Brown

Physical traits:

Incredibly, incredibly tall individual who somehow manages to find the perfect place and spot to blend into his surroundings. His face is somewhat long, with slightly larger ears than usual, but with incredibly soft features that look more amicable than anything else. Despite having a cat, many people tend to compare him to that of a puppy dog, with large, bright green eyes and a generally curious demeanor. He doesn't refute those claims at all, but his persona is usually that of an aloof individual with expressions not necessarily varying in range—he is usually quite curious, though. Most of what he feels inside is largely unexpressed on the outside. His tall, gangling figure is usually hidden in a nice, yet dull colored suit, hiding a surprising musculature that is more attuned to a healthy individual than to extreme athleticism, but those muscles are there, present, and shockingly well-toned—yes, he does exercise on a regular basis. A usually clean shaven face can sometimes be coated with a thin layer of well groomed facial hair, especially in the winter. He doesn't like mountain man beards, but beards in general are a-okay to him. The hair atop his head is regularly styled the same way and cut often.

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Parents:

Violetta Kathrin Zimmerman

Siblings:

N/A

Marital Status:

Single; Lonely

Sexuality:

Mistaken for being Asexual; is actually Homosexual

Other relatives:

Gena Markowitz (Maternal Aunt)
Errol Rosenthal (Maternal Uncle)

Friends:

All the Teachers (Acquaintances)

Enemies:

None (Doesn't Like Conflict)

Relationships:

Mostly Platonic

Religion:

Jewish (Not necessarily practicing, though)

Occupation:

Teacher (Private School; Ethics and Philosophy)

Salary:

$200,000 a Year

Money status:

Upper Middle Class

Living space:

Unlike most teachers, Flynn actually owns a house and lives near the Academy. His two-story house is of regular size for one human being, with a large living room, an open kitchen, a dining room, four bedrooms (3 upstairs bedrooms), two bathrooms (1 upstairs), a basement, and a medium-sized, fenced in backyard with a deck that takes up most of it. Both the front yard and back yard are well-kept and filled with its own garden decorations, the usually nicely trimmed bush in front of a porch with a section of flowers that line the walkway. It's a regular looking suburban, white-brick home with a grey roof with regular picture windows and one bow window that extends out into the front. The back yard is decorated in the most minimalist way possible (Flynn doesn't like spending most of his time gardening and grooming a garden), with just a few not-nearly full grown trees in the back and not a lot to talk about. The deck is equipped with a patio table, grill, and regular outdoor chairs. Near one edge of the deck, a slightly larger area, there's a very well blocked off fire pit with an assortment of deck chairs surrounding it (that was there when he bought the house; he doesn't have any regular visitors).

Upon entering the house, there is a long hallway that stretches to the dinning room and veers into the corner where the bathroom is. There are three archways, one near the front that leads into the living room, another further down that leads into the kitchen, and the last one that leads into the dining room. The stairs stretch right up beside the hall, that leads almost directly into the first bedroom and then veers left to stretch into a hallway that leads into the bathroom and other bedroom (facing left) and another room (facing right). Directly at the base of the stairs is the master bedroom, which leads directly into the bathroom. The dining room and the kitchen both lead off into the deck, which stretches a little into the side of the building to accommodate the placement of the dining room. The whole house is filled with white carpet, so don't spill shit on it.

Everything is styled very modern Victorian in Flynn's home. The living room contains a bay/bow window that provides a cushioned seating area that looks off into the neighborhood. There's a large fireplace to the far left side of the living room, with a TV mounted above it (surround sound, woo!) and two sets of sofas, the longest one facing the window and one facing the fireplace/TV, both a soft grey that matches the very stark whiteness of the entire house. An armchair with an ottoman faces slightly diagonally next to the shortest sofa, with a square, wood, black end table dividing them. In the middle is a long, black coffee table with a bottle of whiskey and some shot glasses next to it. A buffet table is shoved in the corner, near the entrance to the kitchen, which he keeps some pictures on and all that jazz. There is also a large bookcase near the hallway entrance with an assortment of boring philosophical stuff that Flynn loves to read.

The kitchen is expansive, with an island counter in the middle and a rack of pans that hang above it. There's a small area near the corner and entrance to a very small room (which houses the washer and dryer) where Flynn likes to keep his wine stocked. There's a large, white pantry that stretches to the ceiling, equipped with a ton of cabinets and drawers that houses most of Flynn's spices, herbs, and all those good flavor, seasoning stuff. There are no overhead cabinets, those were replaced with a shelf strip that lines the counters over head and stops at the large fridge near the exit to the backyard. The kitchen is stocked with a gas stove and oven and a dishwasher. The diner is what most would expect: a long, mahogany dining table with a bunch of chairs around it, though it usually isn't used very often, it's nice to look at. The house came equipped with a mini-chandelier in the dining room, so Flynn does his best to keep that particular area very tidy. The sliding door leads out into the side patio, which stretches into the large deck. Oedipus' food and water bowl is placed inside the dining room.

The master bedroom is equipped with a very comfy looking queen sized bed, with black and white sheets usually adorned on it and a large black chest placed in front of the foot board. There's another bay/bow window in this room equipped with a large, built in cushion for relaxing (designated, Oedipus' bed by the cat itself). An armchair is pushed into the corner, near the door that leads into the bathroom (it's got a shower/tub combo, a large counter, and a toilet, nothing special). A dresser, with a large built on mirror, faces the bed; there's a large shelf that stretches the side, to the left of the bed, with a dresser beneath. There are three shelves in total, slanted as they descend and hold an array of Flynn's favorite books and some pictures of his mother and his cat when it was a kitten. There are two lamps on two nightstands on each side of the bed.

The upstairs bedrooms are kind of scarce. One was made into Flynn's own mini-theatre (he saved a lot of money to by that giant screen and the sound system accompanying it), that has absolutely no windows by some happenstance. It's got a very large sofa, a coffee table, and a recliner. That's the room that the stairs lead directly to. The room next to it is designed to be the guest bedroom, equipped with its own bed, dresser, and nightstand. The bathroom upstairs is a bit larger, with a walk-in shower and separate tub that's obviously used for some kind of spa thing. Flynn doesn't use the upstairs bathroom much. The last bedroom is designed to be Flynn's study and contains a large desk pushed into the far right wall and contains an assortment of bookcases and comfortable looking leather armchairs. It looks like a bonafide office.

Work space:

[Flynn's workspace is his classroom. And it has already been thoroughly described in the first post...]

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Fears:

-His mother dying
-Being alone
-Random lightning strikes

Secrets:

-All he really wants is to fix everyone
-What he really wants after that is somebody who needs him; somebody he needs as well
-He kind of... stalks people. For science!
-Oh, and he pretty much knows everyone's secrets, you know
-His mother is afflicted with schizophrenia, but this isn't really a secret. It's just not a widely known fact.

IQ:

220

Food preferences:

-Enjoys Seafood A Lot
-Angel Food Cake
-Ice Cream

Book preferences:

-Anything Plato
-Anything Sophocles
-Anything Homer
-Anything Nietzsche
-Anything Kant
-Brave New World
-Comic Books (Marvel)

Music preferences:

-Classical
-Beatles

Movie/Show Preferences:

-Breaking Bad
-Looking
-Big Bang Theory
-Disney! (I think it's a widely known fact that DIsney's main demographic are people over the age of 25)
-Scarface
-All of the Godfathers
-Ironically loves Action Movies the Most
-Avengers (Most of the recent Marvel Movies, actually. I, uh, have a thing for Captain America)
-Star Wars
-Star Trek

Journal entries:

[See Actual CS. All His Journal Entries are in the Relationship Sheet]

Hobbies:

-Observing People/Being a Wallflower
-Nature Walks
-Playing the Violin
-Singing

Pet Peeves:

-Nothing (I enjoy unique idiosyncrasies)

Attitude:

Not much necessarily. I don't show much emotion, in general, but I feel a lot. I'm the definition of an introvert and a wallflower and I enjoy observing situations rather than participating in them. I have a lot of care for people, but I'm generally unbiased when it comes to conflict. People say I'd be a great counselor, but I don't usually approach people about their issues and problems unless they're absolutely dire or require immediate attention. I don't like intervening in business that isn't my own.

Obsessions:

-My Cat
-Analyzing People
-Keeping My House Spotless
-Keeping My Desks Arranged in a Perfect Circle or Semi-Circle

Addictions:

-Dark Chocolate
-Iced Coffee

Ambitions:

-Finally Help the People I've Been Studying/Reading
-Find Someone to Settle Down With
-Get Another Cat

Objects Kept in Suitcase:

-Catnip
-Oedipus' Toys
-Paperwork
-A large bar of dark chocolate
-The Essential Office Supplies
-A Picture of My Mother
-Some Cat Treats (Will get rid of those, since everyone thinks they can just give him treats whenever they feel like)
-My Lunch (Microwaveable Fettuccine Alfredo, at the moment with a bottle of water, and possibly some chocolate pudding)

Talents:

-Reading People
-Writing/Analysis
-Singing
-Violin
-Tap Dancing

Flaws:

-I Can Fix You (Everyone's redeemable, right? You just have to dig a little deeper; try a little harder.)
-Lonely on the Inside (At least I have my cat.)
-Always Analyzing (The world is just a problem to be solved)
-Where's the Line? (People have personal boundaries? Since when?)
-The Wallflower (Introvert for life)
-Super Passive-Aggressive (I have a funny way a manipulating people to do what I want, especially after they pissed my off)
-Can't Stand You People? (A cold face and an aloof presence doesn't mean I dislike you. That's a harder concept for people to grasp)
-Knows Too Much (People are simply just too transparent)
-Pseudo-Heart of Ice (Silence does not equate to insensitivity)
-The Oblivious Stoic (I'm smiling, see?)
-Bit Off More Than Humanly Possible (There's just too many people and not enough time)
-Taken for Granted (That's what happens when you don't like taking credit for helping people)

Strengths:

-Vast Intellectual Genius/Megamind (It comes with being a child prodigy)
-Empathetic (I understand the full range of emotions; I really do know you pain, regardless of whether or not I experienced it)
-The Problem Solver (Again, the world's just a problem waiting to be solved)
-I Really Do Care (I have a tendency to care deeply about others. I never show it though, so you'll never really know)
-Patience is a Virtue (I can wait as long as you like)
-Impervious/Lead Wall (It's hard to believe what you can't see)
-Steel Jaw Trap (That valuable information that I keep on just about everyone is impossible to get out)
-Can't Bring Me Down (My happiness is a product of myself. I dictate how I feel, regardless of my circumstance)
-No Aggro Generation (Maybe a little too innocent looking)
-Human Chameleon (Wren only catches me 1/25 times. That's a 4% success rate)
-Chessmaster (I've never played a game of chess before, or... have I?)
-Incredible Resiliency (The perks of being brilliant)

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Email, Blog, Twitter:

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Twitter:

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spooner said
Aahw I like how Flynn kind off cares about Julie! :D

His extremely weird and creepy way of showing he cares is if he stalks you and digs into your family history and finds out terrible, terrible things you don't want anyone to ever know in your entire life. @_@

In the name of Science and making these kids' lives better!