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4:11pm Mar 10 2012
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Alrighty. Love/hate relationship with Jaylay. WHOO.
Will this be hetero or slash?
Also, do you have a preference as to the gender of the OC you play?
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4:16pm Mar 10 2012
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((I don't really care about the gender, and I'd prefer hetero if that's okay. ))
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4:18pm Mar 10 2012
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((Definitely. :) So hetero and I'm willing to be either male or female. You can post a bio with whichever gender you choose and I'll do one afterwards, if that's alright? Also, what setting is this? School/work/vampire/servant/etcetc?))
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4:23pm Mar 10 2012
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((Haha, okay. And I was thinking school, because I might actually have a plot in mind. XD))
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4:41pm Mar 10 2012
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((Alrighty, cool. <3 Whenever you're ready.))
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5:04pm Mar 10 2012
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((Okay, so here is my idea for a plot.
-Plot Idea :D-
In the city of Zurlin(random name. xD) everything seems peaceful, calm, and nearly perfect. There are hardly ever no crimes, or really anything that is bad!…Or so that is what they want you to think. Really, in this town almost EVERYTHING is controlled by the towns government. They have made it so that peoples words, ideas, and actions are pretty much controlled, which makes it so that there thoughts are influenced into believing that everything is perfect. But several people have figured out what has been going on and have decided to take action. There aren’t very many of these people, and their identities are hidden very well, although it seems that they are all students. These people don’t go by a name that they call themselves, but many people call them the Undisciplined.
No one in the city knows about these people’s attempts, for the Mayor and his council have made sure to make the attacks look simply like normal, everyday accidents. But now things are getting worse as the Undisciplined students start to gather up more rule breaking students, and start to even turn violent hurting and killing some people in some of theirs attacks. They have a new idea now, to help weaken the control over the city. Their leader has decided that they have gained enough members to make a big move, to make themselves known, and maybe even to cause a panic through the city that will show the Mayor that his city isn’t in control after all. He plans to kidnap the Mayor’s daughter.
So yea...And then someone could like be the daughter and someone could be the leader person. Haha.))
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5:47pm Mar 10 2012
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((Wow, great plot! :D I love it. <3 Did you want to be the daughter or the leader? I wouldn't mind being the daughter. ^^))
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5:52pm Mar 10 2012
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((Haha, thanks, its partway based off of a book I read. :) And you can be the daughter.))
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5:53pm Mar 10 2012
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((Alrighty. :) Is there a bio skeleton, or shall I just make a bio?))
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6:07pm Mar 10 2012
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((You can just make a bio.))
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6:43pm Mar 10 2012
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Name:Brian Kioma (Goes by Ian)
Age:16
Gender:Male
Personality:Ian is a very emotionless person...Or so that's what most people think. Underneath his hard armor he is really an emotional explosion waiting to happen. He is merciless and trusts no one, but he is also very wise about his planning. He doesn't talk very much, but when he does what he says usually is very smart and makes sense. When an enemy to Ian he is a very dangerous, but when you are a friend he will do almost anything to help you.
Looks:Ian is pretty tall and his body is very muscular, although you wouldn't expect it just by looking at him. His skin has a healthy tan glow to it and his eyes are a deep blue-grayish color. His hair is very dark brown(almost black) and it is cut so that it hangs just over his eyebrows in the front, and a little above the middle of his neck. He usually wears plain jeans and a T-shirt.
History:Ian has a very messed up history. His mother was very young when she had him, and not long after she had him she decided she didn't want him and gave him to his druggy father. He soon became a very troublesome child that broke the rules constantly and had a horrible temper. In school he became one of the kids that all the teachers gave a hard time and kept an eye on. He learned how to fight when he was about ten years old, and he is now an expert with or without weapons.
Other:Hm...Nope.
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8:19pm Mar 10 2012 (last edited on 11:56pm Mar 10 2012)
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((Omg his name is Brian. <3 In love already. Will they be attending school?))
Name: Odette Littrell
Age: 15 turning 16
Gender: Female
Personality: Odette is a perfectionist. She always has perfect hair, gets perfect grades and hosts perfect parties. Her nails are always perfect, and Nicholas, her boyfriend, is perfect too. Her personality isn't perfect, though. Her strive for flawlessness has corrupted her into an arrogant girl who people inwardly hate and outwardly adore. Determined as she is to achieve perfection, she is also selfish, manipulative, cold, calculating and willing to use others. She often says, "If it's not perfect, it's not good enough." She loves her parents, however, from the bottom of her heart.
Looks: Odette has dark, auburn hair that is often pulled into elaborate styles or hanging over her shoulder in big, carefully styled curls. She wears just enough makeup to enhance her looks, but not overdo it, and her eyes are a dark, strange mixture between blue and green - some would call them teal. Her clothes are perfectly arranged and designer-made, and she has a peaches and cream complexion. One thing she hates about herself is how she is petite, standing at only 5 foot 4.
History: Odette's birth was carefully planned by both her parents to occur on February 14, her parents' anniversary and her mother's favourite holiday. Pampered all her life, most find her worse than the most spoiled child they could find. However, she has never been short on 'friends', surrounding herself with the upper elite of Zurlin - the government officials' daughters and sons. At 16, she is very much aware of what her father's government is trying to do, and fully approves. She hates the Undisciplined with a passion. There are only a few moments in her life she considers 'unperfect'. The first was the only time her father had hit her, the only time she had dirtied her clothing. The second was when her mother had come home drunk for the first time, and had tried to touch her in a way no parent should touch their child.
Other: Nope. ^^
((If you don't like that she has a boyfriend already, I can change that. ^^ Do you want to start?))
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9:54pm Mar 10 2012
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((Nah, a boyfriend might make it more interesting. :D I think it should start out with them attending school...And I guess I can start.))
Beep...Beep...Be-
Two dark blue eyes cracked open as Brian removed his hand from the 'off switch' of his alarm clock. He groaned as he slowly removed the covers and quickly regretted it as the cold air rushed in around him. Ugh...Charlie must have turned off the heater last night again. He thought as he made his way out of his room and down the hall towards the bathroom.
He quickly got ready, washing his face, brushing his teeth, doing his hair, and then went back to his room to find a pair of old jeans and a black T-shirt and slipping on his shoes. He walked out into the kitchen and grabbed an apple and poured himself some juice and then walked back out of the kitchen. He poked his head into another room to find his dad snoring, half of his body falling off the bed, and all the covers on a pile on the ground.
Ha, I'm not waking him up. Brian thought to himself turning back around. He picked up his bag and threw on a hoodie and made his way out the door and towards the school.
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10:46pm Mar 10 2012
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Her eyes flew open at precisely 6:30am. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes with the tip of her manicured index finger, she yawned and sat up. Her eyes darted to the clock, and she marvelled once again at her ability to wake up at the exact same time everyday, like she had trained herself to.
Carefully folding the covers off her, she stepped out of her soft, bouncy bed and into her soft, fluffy house slippers. It was still very dark in the room, her window covered by heavy, velvet curtains, so she made her way to them and opened them wide, letting in the morning sun. It looked like a nice day out, she decided as she shuffled to her ensuite bathroom.
She washed and cleansed her face, brushed her teeth and stopped to look in the mirror. She unhappily noted that she was getting a hint of darkness under her eyes. Glaring at her reflection, she resolved to sleep earlier. Today, she'd cover it with make up.
Getting out her make up and hair kit, she finished her morning ritual before stepping back into her bedroom to get dressed. Her outfit was waiting for her already, hanging on her wardrobe doors, and she went over her school schedule for the day as she stepped into the floral dress and pulled a light cardigan over her shoulders, sighing delicately at the thought of the French test she'd be doing today. She knew she'd pass, of course, with flying colours, but French was her least favourite subject.
Stepping into the long hallway, she noted that all the doors were closed, which meant everyone was still asleep. That was fine by her. She revelled in the only quiet she'd have that day. Not that she didn't like people adoring her from every angle, but sometimes, a few minutes of reflection was good.
She walked down the long, marble stairs without even thinking. The kitchen was big and silent, but she was glad to see that her father had remembered to lay out her cereal and various breakfast fruits on the middle counter, since her mother was in Italy at about this time, shopping.
Her breakfast done, she saw that it was 7:00. School would be starting in an hour. She was glad Nicholas could drive; she'd much rather go to school snuggling with him, than in the backseat of Jeff, her chaffeur's, Rolls Royce.
Suddenly, three short beeps could be heard at the front of the house, and a smile made it onto her face. Grabbing her bag as she pulled on her shoes in the entrance hall, she stepped out into the sun and waved to her boyfriend, who was leaning back coolly in his Mercedes Benz, sunglasses reflecting the light.
"Morning," she chirped delicately, pecking him on the cheek in the exact place she did every morning. He nodded and returned the sentiment, smirking at her a little, before they were driving out of the gates to the Littrell Estate. Odette Littrell thought that her life couldn't be more perfect.
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11:32pm Mar 10 2012
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Brian sighed as the school came into sight. Joy, another day of being yelled at by teachers and getting into trouble. He thought sourly. He paused a moment and looked down at his cellphone. He still had a few minutes, he could run to the store and get something to eat later for a snack. He quickly turned down another street and made his way towards a gas station. He listened as the a small bell rang out when he entered the door and walked over to the candy isle. He looked through the candy and picked up a Twix. Stuffing it into one of his pockets he walked over to the worker.
"Hey, do you have this one candy...Its like dried fruit or something." He asked leaning against the checkout counter.
"Um...No I don't think we have anything like that here." The worker said not looking up from his book.
"Oh...Okay, thanks anyways." Brian said turning around and walking out the door. Once outside and a little ways away from the store he took the twix out and put it into his bag. He began walking back towards the school. At about 7:40 he got to school and hung out with some of his friends, listening to their problems and stories until the bell rang and he made his way to his first class, math.
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12:16am Mar 11 2012
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Odette let out a tinkling laugh as they pulled into the carpark of Zurlin's high school. It was still sunny, much to her joy, making it a seemingly perfect day. "That wasn't very nice of you, Nick," she admonished, sounding almost serious, but her eyes were alight with amusement.
"Well, she deserved it," Nicholas responded, getting out of the car. "She's a vulgar little girl. Bet she's part of the Undisciplined, or something. She sure acts like it." He looked around with undisguised disdain as he pulled her car door open. "It disgusts me, how they let all the uncouth people in here. Haven't they ever heard of manners?"
Odette rolled her eyes - not at her boyfriend, but at the thought of the little people having manners - grabbing her bag and stepping out of the car. She pecked his cheek in thanks, and smiled.
Taking his hand, they strode into the high school with the most dignity they possessed. It was always like them to walk into the school as if they owned it - which, because of who they were, they almost did - and it wasn't long before Odette was being pulled away by her friends, while her boyfriend was ushered to the cafeteria ((I think that's what you call the canteen - where you buy food? xD)) to eat, like boys did.
"Oh my gosh, Odette, did you hear about what happened on the weekend?" Brielle Richardson exclaimed excitedly, as soon as they had found their usual spot under a big, beautiful tree on the grounds.
Odette raised an eyebrow at her friend. "Don't be so loud, Bri, it's uncivilised. And no, I hadn't. What happened?"
Ariel McDonald looked around conspiratorially, before whispering, "My dad told me that the Undisciplined staged another attack."
Odette's eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth. "Really?"
Ariel nodded silently. "And that's not all. They killed someone."
"No. Why didn't daddy tell me about this?" Odette could feel her good mood seeping away like water through cracks. There was a sour ex
pression on her face. "We'll be having a talk about this when I get home."
Daphne patted her arm sympathetically. "I'm sure he didn't mean to keep you in the dark. Maybe he's just busy."
Odette looked unconvinced. "Maybe." She loved her father, but this wasn't right. This wasn't perfect.
The bell rang, and she parted ways with her friends, making her way to her first class, Math, with her thoughts focused on the burning hate she felt for the Undisciplined - people who threatened the perfect town her daddy had created.
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2:03pm Mar 11 2012
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Brian was quietly walking through the halls of the school when he felt someone bump into him. He turned around to see some boy standing behind him with a nasty look on his face.
"Look where your going!" The boy said grumpily. The boy was a little shorter the Brian, but he was very muscular looking and had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He gave Brian another dirty look before he turned around and began talking to his friends. Brian clenched his fists and turned around to walk away when he heard the boy talking to some of his friends. "What a freak man, I don't blame his mom for ditching him with his druggie dad." The boy said and some of his friends laughed at the comment.
Brian growled and turned around to come face to face with Mr. Blache(his English teacher). "Shouldn't you be getting to class, Mr. Kioma?" Mr. Blache said almost more like a order then a question. Brian gave the teacher a small smirk and titled his head to the side.
"I'm sure being late once more wouldn't really matter, but I guess your right." Brian said calmly turning around and walking into his math class without giving another thought to the bratty little boy or his rude comments.
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9:24pm Mar 11 2012
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Odette slipped into the Math classroom primly, looking
around. She sighed. This was her only class without any of her friends - not
perfect at all. However, none of her friends were actually smart enough to get
into this class, which lessened the displeasure minutely.
Taking a front and
centre seat, she took note of who was already in the classroom. There was Trish
McTavin - she was annoying, simpering little suck-up. And Jeremy Wu - smarter
than her in this subject, and she hated him for it. Leslie Harper – the girl
Nicholas had taunted, who dressed like she was from the sewers. And…her nose
upturned and her lips pursed. Brian Kioma, more commonly known as Ian. The bane
of her existence, though they had never spoken more than two words to each
other. Uncivilised, irresponsible, and rumour had it, the son of a drunk.
Odette and her friends
all agreed that he was probably a member of the Undisciplined, and the very
thought made her want to pounce on him and strangle him. The only thing that
stopped her was the thought of a blemish on her perfect record. As it was, she
settled on glaring at him until the teacher arrived.
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10:03pm Mar 11 2012
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Brian sat down in his seat and looked started at the board with a blank ex
pression on his face. He could feel someone watching him, their gaze stabbing into his shoulder like a sharp dagger. He knew exactly who it was too. It was the batty daughter of the Mayor. She was spoiled, ignorant, and pretty much just like her father personality wise. It was hard enough dealing with her in class, glaring at him and probably thinking her horrible, judging thoughts about him...Of course they were all true, and even worse. But hopefully everything would go well in the Undisciplined and this would all be over.
The thought made Brian's mind go to the meeting he was attending later that day. This was going to be when he told everyone about his master plan. He knew most wouldn't like the thought, and he knew it was very dangerous and if it went wrong it could ruin everything, but he also knew that if he succeeded in kidnapping the Mayor's daughter and having everything go smooth it would also be a great gain for the Undisciplined.
He was forced out of his thoughts as the teacher came up to the front of the class and began to talk.
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5:26pm Mar 12 2012
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((Mind if we timeskip? :) I have no idea what to write to that. xD Maybe to that afternoon?))
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