Well, I was thinking a school, which for some reason doesn't accept girls.[will elaborate on this] A girl wants to go[preferably my charrie], so pretends to be a boy to get in, and she falls in love with one of the boys in the school. -is epic-

So, basic breakdown of the plot right there. If you wish to do this with me, you must be

• Literate. Length of posts, semi-lit to lit is fine, but grammar, punctuation, capitals, spelling and such are a must.
• Just... write up a bio. Yeah. Basic details, such as appearance, looks, and the usual. Post it here, and if someone else has already gotten here, don't be disheartened. Post anyway. I don't think I'll just pick the first one there if someone I know is much better posts after.
• If I say leave, leave. No ands, ors, ifs or buts about it. Got it?
• Furthermore, you need to make a sentence with the words 'cheese', 'aligator', 'pink', and 'shoe' to join. Why? I find it highly amusing.

Elaboration~ An incredibly sexist headmaster opened up a new school. He found that the girls were 'disobedient', 'stupid', and 'distracted the good boys from their work'. For that reason, he banned all girls from the school. One girl, though, has never heard of a better school. She is determined. She will go to this school, even if she has to lie to do it.

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A cheese aligator ate a pink shoe.

Join?

Ooc; It is the incredible Dragon!

Of course! No one refuses the dragon, lest they be eaten in a single snap of Dragons jaws.

On a side note, any ideas as to what the reason for it being a boys-only school? o3o

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Girls distract boys.

o3o

Ooc; Lolololol. Sounds good. xD I'll work from there a little, with an uber sexist headmaster and stuff who considers girls unworthy, and... I'll get a bio up. Eventually.

Also. Is your siggy based on Destination Unknown?

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Sexism is stupid, but nessecary for teh roleplay.

And no. 'Cause I never really saw the movie.

Ooc; Yeah, I know. >.<

Also, I may have gotten the name wrong, but basically, it always starts with someone predicting that a huge accident will happen, i.e. the plane they're on will crash. They get themselves and their friends out alive, but as your siggy says, death doesn't like to be cheated, and bizare and random, bloody, gruesome accidents keep happening, killing off those that survived. I think their are... five movies? I may have confused the name. I have a habit of mixing up movie names. o3o

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Final Destination is the name of the movies. I thank damnlol.com for that random piece of knowledge.

Name- Johanna Kirstin. ['Joey']

Age- 15

Gender- Female

Appearance- She used to have long, dirty-blonde hair down to her waist. She got it cut, or rather, cut it off herself, to make herself blend in more, and now, it's in a shaggy cut which reaches just past her ears. Her eyes are pale and blue, and her lashes are pretty long. Fortunately for her, she hasn't got a particularly feminine face. She's pretty, if you ever thought of her as a girl, but she would also pass for an average boy. She wears thick-rimmed glasses, big, to try and mask her face a little.
She was never the type to wear a skirt anyway, opting for jeans, and now wears scruffy-looking denim jeans and very loose, masculine shirts that are way too big. She's thankful for the winter weather, meaning as well as the loose tops that hide her very feminine figure, she can wear thick jumpers and hoodies as well. If anyone was looking at her especially hard when she wasn't wearing a jumper, though, they might notice her chest was a little... fuller, than a normal boys.

Personality- I don't often do these unless I must. Is it fine with you if I don't?

History- She was born and raised in Ireland, and moved to America with her parents when she was nine. She got along well at school, apart from the fact she got teased a little by the girls for never wearing make-up and hanging out with the boys, but was never the type to be alone. She loved singing, and was in the choir, her high soprano voice the envy of the other girls.

Other- She also plays drums, and a little guitar.

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Yep. You were only one word off. 

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True-ness.

You start.

Dorms = epicness.

Ooc; Lols, dorms it is, then. xD And the Ty shall start now. -kicks self for stalling-

Joey woke up, and quickly jumped out of bed. Today was the day. Today was the day all her careful planning would pay off, the day she would either make it into the Boys Sanches Acadamy, or fail, and be sent to some stupid town-school. She shoved her feet into her jeans, pulling on a black shirt at the same time. After that, she pulled on her black, plain hoody, pulled the hood down, and walked over to her mirror. She looked very boyish. Good. Pausing for a moment, she messed up her hair a little with her hand, before heading downstairs. She planned to leave before her parents woke, so they wouldn't make her go get changed.

Eating a quick breakfast of sugar puffs, she hefted her heavy school bag onto her back, picked up her suitcase full of clothes, and headed out the door. She didn't glance back once as she headed for the bus stop; she wouldn't miss the place. Constant arguing and restrictions and all.

After a few minutes, she reached her destination, and dropped both bags on the floor. Glancing quickly at her watch, she sighed. Ten more minutes. Great. Luckily for her, though, the bus pulled up five minutes early, and she grinned. Shoving her suitcase into the hold, she climbed up into the bus, paid her fare, and looked for a place to sit. Almost all the seats were taken, save for two seats, side by side, at the very front. Sighing, she slid into the one nearest the window, and hoped nobody else came on. They'd have to sit next to her if they did.

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Zakeru be coming back from summer break to schoolz.

And sorry the post be short. I am having trouble thinking atm.

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A boy with gray-white hair came up to the bus stop as soon as Joey sat down in her seat. He waved slightly to get the driver's attention as to not go and moved to place a suitcase and a duffel in the hold below the bus. Once both were secure, he moved to board the bus with a backpack slung over one shoulder. But the driver shook his head and pointed at the cigarette in the boy's mouth.

He scowled and removed it before dropping it on the ground to stamp it out. He boarded soon after and payed for his fair. All the way to The Boys Sanches Academy. Joy. But it was okay since it didn't require the boys to wear uniforms. So the outfits ranged from the rich, the jocks, the normal, and the emo/goth.

Eh...

"So, how was your summer break, Lizard," the bus driver asked as he took the money from the boy while closing the bus doors at the same time. "Work on your motorcycle more?"

He griminced at the word 'motorcycle'. "Chopper, would be the correct term," he said. His voice just starting the almost stereotypical gruffness for bikers. "And I finished last night. I guess I have to try it out the next time there is a break."

The bus driver nodded and motioned for him to take the only seat left open. The boy scowled and narrowed his odd orange eyes slightly before moving to take the seat anyways. He nodded slightly in acknowledgment to the boy sitting closer to the window before sliding into a more relaxed position.

Joey nodded back, before cursing her luck. Great. She heard the conversation he'd had about bikes, and suddenly realized there was one very important thing that she'd forgotten. How was she supposed to have a conversation with these boys? Her ordinary voice, while not singing, wasn't very feminine, but nor was it particularly masculine, either. Good thing she was good at putting on voices. She began wondering what on earth was the difference between a chopper and a motorbike. Failing, she sat upright from her slouching position, and looked out the window, a very vacant ex
pression on her face.

So, this was the life she was to lead until next summer, the year after that, and the year after that. Because, that was exactly what she intended to do. She couldn't go swimming in this school, couldn't make any friends that really understood her, and one thing she was particularly reminded about with this boy sat next to her... she couldn't get into any relationships with boys at all. Great. Might as well live life as a hermit while she was there.

She realized that not talking at all might be a little bit suspicious, so turned to the boy next to her. ''What's the difference between a motorbike and a chopper?'' She asked him, her voice taking on a pretty covincing male tone. If she lapsed into her higher voice accidentally, it could be taken as her voice 'breaking'.

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Dude, thoughts are not coming...

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Sounds good. :D