Boyue
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[Red Lily Academy]
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[Red Lily Academy]
- Located in the secluded mountain range in Washington, U.S.A, Red Lily Academy was built in 1997 by a group of rich businessmen. On the surface, the Academy appears as a prestigious private boarding high school for the adolescent children of some of the world's wealthiest citizens. Its true purpose, however, is a place to for the wealthy to hide their illegitimate and unwanted children from the public eye.
The administration made a deal with the parents; so long as good money is paid, the Academy will keep the students within its perimeter and out of the public. Since neither the parents nor the administration truly cares about the adolescent, the students run wild without any regard to rules or morals. It wasn’t long before Red Lily Academy was consumed by sin.
For the past ten years, the Academy has been heading down toward the wrong track. Drugs, alcohol, sex are commonplace in the Academy. Even with the burden of many gruesome events, the administration has no desire to change its corrupted way. The students aren’t here to get a proper education. They are here to have fun, spoil themselves, and enjoy a life of physical pleasure. Though some try to resist, the temptation proves too strong.
Despite the corruption within the campus, the administration, with the help of its sponsors, manages to keep up the prestigious appearance to the public. Many outsiders truly believe that Red Lily Academy is an educational haven for their children. It is because of the renowned reputation the Academy holds that innocent children of upper-class family are sent to attend Red Lily. Thus begins the struggle between the illegitimated verses the legitimated; the wanted verses the unwanted.
In the midst of such childish bickering and prejudice, tragedies after tragedies strike the Academy. To date, nineteen gruesome murders have occurred on campus. The victims were all murdered in an identical way, creating widespread hysteria involving a serial murderer on campus. To uphold the image of the Academy, the administration disclosed little information regarding the murders to the media and investigations from authority was quickly dismissed.
Red Lily, here on, takes an interesting turn. A rumor sweeps through the campus and instills confusion. The murders, the rumor proclaims, are judgment from a higher being. A higher being the Academy has dubbed Our Lady of Virtue. Many students, true to themselves, believe the rumor is bogus and disregard the so-called judgment from a higher being.
It was only murder.
Nothing more.
The administration, the parents, and the students move on with their lives. The murders and the rumor of Our Lady of Virtue are left hidden in the dark pages of the Academy.
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F R O M
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[Academy Information]
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[Academy Information]
Founded: November 20, 1997
Motto: "Pride Within"
Colors: Maroon and Goldenrod
Symbol: Butterfly and Dagger
Flower: Red Lily
Mascot: Ember the Wolf
Quarter 1: January 1st to March 1st
Quarter 2: March 15th to June 15th
Quarter 3: June 30th to September 30th
Uniform: The girls wear a buttoned up white shirt with a red and goldenrod striped tie. A maroon jacket with the school's symbol on the chest. A denim plaid skirt, and black leather boots. The boys wear a buttoned up white shirt with a red and goldenrod striped tie. A maroon jacket with the school's symbol on the chest. A pair of denim jeans, and athletic footwear. In winter, a maroon and goldenrod striped scarf is optional as part of uniform. The maroon jacket is replaced with a maroon long coat. Girls can also wear stockings. Reference
Campus: There are two two-stories high classroom buildings, an adminstration building, four resident halls, a recreation center, and a library on campus.
Resident Life: There are three resident buildings on campus. The buildings are three-stories high with forty rooms in each floor. Two students share one room. Two rooms shared one bathroom. Each floor also has two study rooms at each end. Each building has a dining hall, a convenience store, a mini-gym, two music rooms, two study rooms, and a lounge all on the first floor.
Three meals are provided a day. Breakfast is served between 7:00 - 8:00. Lunch is served between 12:00 - 1:00. Dinner is served between 5:00pm - 8:00pm. On weekend, brunch is served between 10:00 - 1:00.
Summer Azure is the female student building. Red Admiral is the male student building. Viceroy is the co-ed building. Karner Blue is the co-ed faculty building.
School Life: Classes are from Monday to Friday, six periods each day. The schedule is as following:
8:10 - 9:00 1st Period
9:10 - 10:00 2nd Period
10:10 - 11:00 3rd Period
11:10 - 12:00 4th Period
12:00 - 1:00 Break
1:10 - 2:00 5th Period
2:10 - 3:00 6th Period
3:00 - 5:00 After School Activity
Community: Located forty miles from the closest city, a town center, owned by the Academy, is within walking distance from the campus. In the town center, there are various restaurants, boutiques, stores, a movie theatre, and a supermarket.
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T O L D
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[Plot]
- Welcome to Red Lily Academy.
It is your first day at the Academy and you are immediately taken by the overwhelming scenery and environment. Though you are pleased to be attending such a prestigious school, you can’t help but feel that the Academy is a bit shady. The unruly behaviors of some students are intolerable and distracting. Just how do you excel in your study under such circumstance?
You stumble your way around the campus, making new friends and new enemies. You find your way to your first class and prepare for your first class when a strange student burst in and interrupts the lecture. He bombards your head with a warning, "You are all going to die." and disappears into the hall. You are left sitting in your desk with a puzzled face. The teacher briefly explains that it is a common-placed behavior from that one particular strange student.
Whether you believe the teacher or not, you conclude that the Academy is just filled with freaks. Well, what a pleasant way to start your day! It’s just too bad for you.
At least you get to live in a fancy resident hall with excellent teachers. Things will get better for you.
Right...?
*The current date in the roleplay is January 1, 2007.
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[Rules]
Put 'Dear Diary' as PM title.
G E N E R A L
R U L E S
|-|Boyue is the closest thing to God here. Love her. Hate her. Worship her. Fear her.
|-|Follow Gaia TOS. Don't get us into trouble.
|-|Keep everything PG-13. 'cause Gaia says so.
|-|Ask questions if you are confused or lost. None of us bite...hard.
|-|Be polite and patient with other players. Or we will have to be mean to you.
|-|If you want to quit, just so say. Don't leave us hanging.
|-|This roleplay is yaoi and yuri friendly. So come!
|-|Rules can be and will be added without your permission. 'cause Boyue is evil like that.
|-|Have fun~
P O S T I N G
R U L E S
|-|This is a literate roleplay. If you don't know what that requires, you can stop reading and get out.
|-|Refrain from OOC in the IC thread. Only do it when absolutely necessary.
|-|Please do not bump or spam the IC thread. Save them for the OOC thread.
|-|Use size 9 or size 10 font. It looks nicer.
|-|Color code your posts. Make it easier to tell whose post it is. If a color is used, use another one. Duh.
|-|Do not godmod or kill off another person's characters. It's cheating and cheating is bad.
|-|Do not control another character's action. Seriously. That is horrible and unfair.
C H A R A C T E R
R U L E S
|-|PM all profiles to Boyue.
|-|You may have up to 2 characters, one main and one secondary. Unless Boyue gives you permission otherwise.
|-|NPCs are more welcomed. As long as they don't steal the spotlight!
|-|Be original and reasonable with your character. Don't be Mary Sue or Gary Stu.
|-|Your character must be a student. Unless, again, Boyue gives you permission. Your character can be any year.
|-|Your main character must be a student and must be new to the school. Your secondardy character can a student or teacher, new or old. If you, for some reason, want to be something other than a student or teacher, ask Boyue first.
|-|Now, highlight the entire post.
A C C E P T A N C E
|-|After you send your application, wait for Boyue to respond and accept you. If she doesn't respond in a while, do not send another one application or PM her bugging about it. If Boyue accepts you, she will ask for your character's dorm preference. She will then tell you that you can now post.
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M E
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[Character Skeleton]
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[Character Skeleton]
**In first person view, please. :3
T h e S t u d e n t s
||Look at this photograph.||
[Link]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
[Full name]
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
[Nickname]
||I know you are wondering when.||
[Birthday]
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
[Age]
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
[Gender]
|Who has to know.||
[Sexuality]
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
[Personality]
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
[Short biography]
||I will try to find my place.||
[Grade level]
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
[Additional information]
||Bring me to life.||
[Gaian username]
[size=10][color=goldenrod][b]||Look at this photograph.||[/b][/color]
[Link]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Call my name and save me from the dark.||[/b][/color]
[Full name]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.|| [/b][/color]
[Nickname]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I know you are wondering when.||[/b][/color]
[Birthday]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.|| [/b][/color]
[Age]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||[/b][/color]
[Gender]
[color=goldenrod][b]|Who has to know.||[/b][/color]
[Sexuality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||[/b][/color]
[Personality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||[/b][/color]
[Short biography]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I will try to find my place.||[/b][/color]
[Grade level]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I love that sound so give me one more line.||[/b][/color]
[Additional information]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Bring me to life.||[/b][/color]
[Gaian username]
[/size]
[Link]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Call my name and save me from the dark.||[/b][/color]
[Full name]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.|| [/b][/color]
[Nickname]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I know you are wondering when.||[/b][/color]
[Birthday]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.|| [/b][/color]
[Age]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||[/b][/color]
[Gender]
[color=goldenrod][b]|Who has to know.||[/b][/color]
[Sexuality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||[/b][/color]
[Personality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||[/b][/color]
[Short biography]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I will try to find my place.||[/b][/color]
[Grade level]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I love that sound so give me one more line.||[/b][/color]
[Additional information]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Bring me to life.||[/b][/color]
[Gaian username]
[/size]
T h e T e a c h e r s
||Look at this photograph.||
[Link]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
[Full name]
||I know you are wondering when.||
[Birthday]
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
[Age]
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
[Gender]
|Who has to know.||
[Sexuality]
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
[Personality]
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
[Short biography]
||Long ago, it came to me.||
[Subject you teach]
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
[Additional information]
||Bring me to life.||
[Gaian username]
[size=10]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Look at this photograph.||[/b][/color]
[Link]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Call my name and save me from the dark.||[/b][/color]
[Full name]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I know you are wondering when.||[/b][/color]
[Birthday]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.|| [/b][/color]
[Age]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||[/b][/color]
[Gender]
[color=goldenrod][b]|Who has to know.||[/b][/color]
[Sexuality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||[/b][/color]
[Personality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||[/b][/color]
[Short biography]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Long ago, it came to me.|| [/b][/color]
[Subject you teach]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I love that sound so give me one more line.||[/b][/color]
[Additional information]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Bring me to life.||[/b][/color]
[Gaian username]
[/size]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Look at this photograph.||[/b][/color]
[Link]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Call my name and save me from the dark.||[/b][/color]
[Full name]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I know you are wondering when.||[/b][/color]
[Birthday]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.|| [/b][/color]
[Age]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||[/b][/color]
[Gender]
[color=goldenrod][b]|Who has to know.||[/b][/color]
[Sexuality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||[/b][/color]
[Personality]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||[/b][/color]
[Short biography]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Long ago, it came to me.|| [/b][/color]
[Subject you teach]
[color=goldenrod][b]||I love that sound so give me one more line.||[/b][/color]
[Additional information]
[color=goldenrod][b]||Bring me to life.||[/b][/color]
[Gaian username]
[/size]
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[Room Assignment]
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[Room Assignment]
Italic are inactive characters.
S u m m e r
A z u r e
- 1F
2F
R e d
A d m i r a l
- 1F
105|| Lee//Lockley
119|| Seth//Jimmy
2F
203|| Sirius
235|| Ryan//Eden
V i c e r o y
- 1F
116|| Esperanza//Mandie
2F
201|| Danica
K a r n e r
B l u e
*Teachers get their own room.
- 1F
134|| Haydrien
135|| Kainashi
2F
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M I S S
M U R D E R
[Girls]
M U R D E R
[Girls]
||Look at this photograph.||
[Link] Just change the nail polish color to black and the hair to black, and that's me. Oh yeah...and take off the wings on the outfit. They get in my way too often.
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Danica Shadowblaze
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Dani (pronounced 'Danny')
||I know you are wondering when.||
December 15, 1990
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
16
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Female
|Who has to know.||
Straight
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I appear cold and withdrawn at first, but once you get to know me, and once I actually like you, I'll do absolutely anything for you. My personality makes me somewhat intimidating at first, and I find it easier to be friends with guys, but if you're not scared to scrape your knees or break a nail, I'll love you for who you are.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
My parents got just a wee' little drunk a few years ago, and before they knew it, BAM, they had a kid they didn't want. They basically let me do whatever I wanted, as long as I didn't get my family into trouble or bring my family to shame. I'm not spoiled, but I do know what to do to get just what I want if I really wanted it.
I was basically shunned in school because of how I dressed. Most girls in my private high school wore designer clothing, and wouldn't go within an inch of anything that was black, unless it was for a formal occasion. I dressed in black all the time.
My parents, tired of complaints the principal sent them that I wasn't as outgoing as the other girls and should learn to 'play nice,' decided to send me off to Red Lily Academy, supposedly a very prestigious school. And that would basically mean I'd be out of their hair...for a while at least.
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I absolutely adores music. I'm often seen walking around with my green iPod mini clipped to my belt loop and headphones in my ears, trying to ignore every other stupid idiot in the world.
||Bring me to life.||
yinXyang18
||Look at this photograph.||
Pretty as a car crash.
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Esperanza Castillo
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
None.
||I know you are wondering when.||
January 8, 1989.
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen.
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Female.
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
If you’re a bit put off when you’re introduced to me, you’re not the first and you certainly won’t be the last. I do what I want and I don’t take s**t from anyone. I don’t care if you’re God Himself, I’ll smack you up and tell you to ******** off if you’ve got a problem with me. I’m a little aggressive, to say the least and extremely competitive. When I want something you’d better get out of the way.
I’m also a drama whore and I can’t stand it when life is boring. I’ll even make a little trouble to get the ball rolling and believe me, I’m more than happy to do so.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I’m pretty much just like every other b*****d child in this godforsaken school. It’s a story as old as dirt; there’s a rich millionaire businessman type who keeps on marrying and divorcing the same woman over and over. You know the kind, the one who divorces one woman and then remarries another who’s her exact copy minus ten or twenty years.
Oh, but here’s the real kicker: I’m not the daughter of any one of his wives. I’m one of the maid’s daughters.
Dun dun dun!
So, here I am. Shipped all the way to the other side of the country. Out of sight, out of mind. My mother keeps quiet and my father pays my tuition fees and sends me through school, giving me all the opportunities that she never had.
||I will try to find my place.||
Senior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
My fondness for eggs is borderline obscene.
||Bring me to life.||
SuperTsubasa!
Pretty as a car crash.
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Esperanza Castillo
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
None.
||I know you are wondering when.||
January 8, 1989.
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen.
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Female.
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
If you’re a bit put off when you’re introduced to me, you’re not the first and you certainly won’t be the last. I do what I want and I don’t take s**t from anyone. I don’t care if you’re God Himself, I’ll smack you up and tell you to ******** off if you’ve got a problem with me. I’m a little aggressive, to say the least and extremely competitive. When I want something you’d better get out of the way.
I’m also a drama whore and I can’t stand it when life is boring. I’ll even make a little trouble to get the ball rolling and believe me, I’m more than happy to do so.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I’m pretty much just like every other b*****d child in this godforsaken school. It’s a story as old as dirt; there’s a rich millionaire businessman type who keeps on marrying and divorcing the same woman over and over. You know the kind, the one who divorces one woman and then remarries another who’s her exact copy minus ten or twenty years.
Oh, but here’s the real kicker: I’m not the daughter of any one of his wives. I’m one of the maid’s daughters.
Dun dun dun!
So, here I am. Shipped all the way to the other side of the country. Out of sight, out of mind. My mother keeps quiet and my father pays my tuition fees and sends me through school, giving me all the opportunities that she never had.
||I will try to find my place.||
Senior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
My fondness for eggs is borderline obscene.
||Bring me to life.||
SuperTsubasa!
||Look at this photograph.||
Find.Me.Gorgeous?
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Marie Andrew
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Mandie
||I know you are wondering when.||
March 14, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Female
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I guess I could start off by saying I'm usually known by the people I spent most of my life with to be someone who is quite friendly but hates it when her oppinion getting trashed. I may sometimes seem like I'm following but I like to rebel and walk to my own beat, hmm best stop trying to be the next poet of out generation. I hate it when I end up looking like someone and fear of being labeled a copy-cat. I am but a rebelious, unique female who may sometimes go overboard to get her way or have her thoughts heard.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
How can I start off? Mother always away on buisness trips when I was just a child and only had the advice of my father to grow up with and that was a mistake for I am after all a girl. But don't get me wrong! I adore the old man and would do anything to bring a smile on his face, but it used to worry me so whenever my would mom pressure him on several things. Noticed how I'm speaking past tense? Well just a few years ago, two years back to be accurate, my old man kicked the can. The doctors figured it was from his old age, but I knew very well it was from my mother who would give him hell everyday, wasn't great for his health & I never forgave her....That's all I'm going to tell you, try to get some more information from me and I'll bite hard, figure of speech or not.
||I will try to find my place.||
Senior, long journey!
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I'll never stop wearing the cowboy hat pops handed to me, sure he wasn't a cowboy or anything but he loved that damn hat so much. I'm thankful I was able to nick it off before my mom disposed all his belongings in the day after the funeral. So much tears were shed.
||Bring me to life.||
Reffie
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[Boys]
B R I G H T S I D E
[Boys]
||Look at this photograph.||
[x]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Lee Ramon; it's pronounced 'Ra-mon'.
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Lee
||I know you are wondering when.||
November 16, 1990
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Sixteen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Asexual; I am not interested in a relationship.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
People say I am quiet and reserved but that is only because they don't know me well enough. Once you get to know me, you'll see that I am idealistic, always trying to reach for the stars. Call me a foolish dreamer, but I believe it is better to fall than never try at all. I don't like to have a lot of friends, they get too much to keep track of. Not to mention the drama, so I suppose I am also a bit of a loner as well.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I was born and raised in Alberta, Canada. For generations, my family runs a maple business. And since we are one of the oldest manufacturers of maple, we pretty much run a monopoly in Alberta, which explains why my family is quite rich just from making maple.
There is a bit of drama in my household. My father's mistress and my mother, obviously do not get along. Though my mother has her name on my father's properties, she still feels insecure about another woman in the house. She is a bit paranoid, my mother. I don't blame her though, personally, I quite dislike my father's mistress and stay away from her.
But my mother has gotten sick and the dear mistress is ruling over like queen. It is her idea to send me off to America to attend this boarding school. Though I do loathe her decision, it is quite nice to be out of the house for a while.
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior. One more year.
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I absolutely detest sweet. Maple has ruined it for me forever.
||Bring me to life.||
Boyue
||Look at this photograph.||
[x]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Teningon Ryan Wolfe
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
I go by Ryan and only Ryan; my parents were a bunch of crazies to name me Teningon.
||I know you are wondering when.||
May 17, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Homosexual, but I rarely am attracted to anyone.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
From looking at me, people wouldn’t imagine that I like to have friends. Many times I have been rather unfairly dubbed ‘anti-social’ and I’ve been told that I need psychological counseling. Truth be it, I love people. They just don’t take the initiative to get to know me first. My sexual preference isn’t something that anybody knows of, and in fact I’ve never been in a relationship before. Honestly, it’s not my main concern, I’m usually only attracted to people with a personality and looks to go with it. Usually my studies are my main concern.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I was born in Dallas, Texas, and I lived there until this year, when my parents sent me here. I was a happy child, if that’s what you could call it. My parents were crazy, but they were supportive and provided me with whatever I might have ever needed in life. They, though, thought it was odd that I was so odd that they thought I was different for being serious with my studies, even at a young age. For that, I usually get very good grades and I’m smart. However, my parents think it’s more important that I’d be acting like a regular teenager, going to the mall and having a girlfriend. They don’t know of my sexual preference—nobody on this planet does. I border on asexual, but I won’t deny I’ve felt attraction before, so I’m not exempt from the classification. I’ve never been in a relationship though, before.
My dad is a surgeon and my mother is a well-known psychiatrist. And to top it off my mother received a bunch of inheritance when my grandma died. So we’ve always been very wealthy. That’s how they’ve been able to send me to the Red Lily academy. I’m looking forward to boarding school; this is a very good school and I’ll do anything to get away from my crazed parents.
||I will try to find my place.||
[Grade level]
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I’m not lying; I’m a bookworm. I always have my nose in some book, whether I’ve read it once or I’ve read it a hundred times.
||Bring me to life.||
+Kyoka-chan+
[x]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Teningon Ryan Wolfe
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
I go by Ryan and only Ryan; my parents were a bunch of crazies to name me Teningon.
||I know you are wondering when.||
May 17, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Homosexual, but I rarely am attracted to anyone.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
From looking at me, people wouldn’t imagine that I like to have friends. Many times I have been rather unfairly dubbed ‘anti-social’ and I’ve been told that I need psychological counseling. Truth be it, I love people. They just don’t take the initiative to get to know me first. My sexual preference isn’t something that anybody knows of, and in fact I’ve never been in a relationship before. Honestly, it’s not my main concern, I’m usually only attracted to people with a personality and looks to go with it. Usually my studies are my main concern.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I was born in Dallas, Texas, and I lived there until this year, when my parents sent me here. I was a happy child, if that’s what you could call it. My parents were crazy, but they were supportive and provided me with whatever I might have ever needed in life. They, though, thought it was odd that I was so odd that they thought I was different for being serious with my studies, even at a young age. For that, I usually get very good grades and I’m smart. However, my parents think it’s more important that I’d be acting like a regular teenager, going to the mall and having a girlfriend. They don’t know of my sexual preference—nobody on this planet does. I border on asexual, but I won’t deny I’ve felt attraction before, so I’m not exempt from the classification. I’ve never been in a relationship though, before.
My dad is a surgeon and my mother is a well-known psychiatrist. And to top it off my mother received a bunch of inheritance when my grandma died. So we’ve always been very wealthy. That’s how they’ve been able to send me to the Red Lily academy. I’m looking forward to boarding school; this is a very good school and I’ll do anything to get away from my crazed parents.
||I will try to find my place.||
[Grade level]
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I’m not lying; I’m a bookworm. I always have my nose in some book, whether I’ve read it once or I’ve read it a hundred times.
||Bring me to life.||
+Kyoka-chan+
||Look at this photograph.||
I am me
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Eden Mizuki
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Eden
||I know you are wondering when.||
December 25, 1991
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Sixteen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I am soft spoken. I am afriad to meet new people because my social skills are lacking. I usually do not talk to others. This is why people think I am cold and distant. Actaully, I am just really shy around people. My face show great sorrow due to my history. I show a fixed exppression of sadness and pain, even when I sleep. But when you get to know me, I will open up a little more. I am kind and sypathetic to all my comrades. I believe there is good in all people, no matter who or what they did in the past. This is why I give out so many second chances. To me, there is no such thing as a bad person. Only a person that made bad decisons in life. All sins should be forgiven. I am very open-minded and I will accept all things in life. I do not judge others until I really get to know them. I am just lonely.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I was born in London, Europe. My family was very weathy because of our ever increasing fashion industry. My five sisters were the desginers and my parents were the company owers. I, on the other hand, had nothing. I was isolated for many years because I was only seen as a fatal mistake between my mother and my father. For many years, I have tired to make them happy. I got into private schools and recieved the top grades in the whole country. But they were not satisfied, they still felt the same way about me. I tried and tried, but nothing would change their minds. On the eve of my brithday, my parents sent me to this school. They did not love me. They did not want me. They never did. So they sent me here to stay out of sight. It took five days to get here, but now I am finally here.
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I have heterochromia. This means I have different color eyes. My right eye is a lucid saphire and my left eye is a dull emerald. But no one knows because my glasses always covers them up.
||Bring me to life.||
baka_sama10
||Look at this photograph.||
Ain't I perdy?
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Lockley Monroe Pechier
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
The people I used to hang with called me Peaches, ‘cause of my last name or somethin’. But I dunno what the kids at this school are gonna call me now.
||I know you are wondering when.||
July 20, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
I dunno. And I don’t really give a damn. Do you?
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I’m the brightest little ray of sunshine you’ll ever meet. No seriously, what’s there to know, dollface? I like to smoke. I like my stash. None of that hardcore stuff with the chemicals, just all natural, y’know what I mean? I like to hang around- wherever- and relax. I don’t mind having people around me and I don’t really care who they are either, ‘cause I just wanna go with the flow. Now I ain’t the brightest tool in the shed, so I gotta get by on my wicked good looks. Naw, I’ve actually got a pretty good head on my shoulders but if people wanna think I’m stupid, it’s cool. ‘Cause then I don’t actually hafta try any harder than I want to.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
So my parents are super rich, right? I mean, they gotta be to send me to a fancy-shmancy school like Red Lilac or whatever. They’re into some business, which must be good, ‘cause the dough just keeps flowin’ in. Which suits me just fine, because that allows me to buy el green stuff whenver I want.
See, things had been going just peachy, because I’m pretty sure they knew that I had been smoking for a coupla years now. And it wasn’t until I told ‘em that I didn’t want to follow in my pop’s footsteps that they busted me. So what did they do? Classic mom an’ pop, pass me off to some school in order to solve my problem. It’s all gonna be basically the same, I think. Rich people tellin’ me what to do and yet ignoring me enough that I can do whatever I feel like.
Sweet, huh?
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I can sing alright enough, I guess. An’ I like playin’ the piano. Mom made me take lessons when I was little an’ I said I hated it, but I was lying.
||Bring me to life.||
shark attack!
Ain't I perdy?
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Lockley Monroe Pechier
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
The people I used to hang with called me Peaches, ‘cause of my last name or somethin’. But I dunno what the kids at this school are gonna call me now.
||I know you are wondering when.||
July 20, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
I dunno. And I don’t really give a damn. Do you?
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I’m the brightest little ray of sunshine you’ll ever meet. No seriously, what’s there to know, dollface? I like to smoke. I like my stash. None of that hardcore stuff with the chemicals, just all natural, y’know what I mean? I like to hang around- wherever- and relax. I don’t mind having people around me and I don’t really care who they are either, ‘cause I just wanna go with the flow. Now I ain’t the brightest tool in the shed, so I gotta get by on my wicked good looks. Naw, I’ve actually got a pretty good head on my shoulders but if people wanna think I’m stupid, it’s cool. ‘Cause then I don’t actually hafta try any harder than I want to.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
So my parents are super rich, right? I mean, they gotta be to send me to a fancy-shmancy school like Red Lilac or whatever. They’re into some business, which must be good, ‘cause the dough just keeps flowin’ in. Which suits me just fine, because that allows me to buy el green stuff whenver I want.
See, things had been going just peachy, because I’m pretty sure they knew that I had been smoking for a coupla years now. And it wasn’t until I told ‘em that I didn’t want to follow in my pop’s footsteps that they busted me. So what did they do? Classic mom an’ pop, pass me off to some school in order to solve my problem. It’s all gonna be basically the same, I think. Rich people tellin’ me what to do and yet ignoring me enough that I can do whatever I feel like.
Sweet, huh?
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I can sing alright enough, I guess. An’ I like playin’ the piano. Mom made me take lessons when I was little an’ I said I hated it, but I was lying.
||Bring me to life.||
shark attack!
||Look at this photograph.||
[-T.E.A.R / M.E / A.P.A.R.T-]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Seth Olivander le' Chandler
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
They usually just called me Seth, or Mister Cat.
||I know you are wondering when.||
December 19, 1989
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Seventeen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male.
|Who has to know.||
I say I'm straight,,thats a bunch of crap.I'm Homosexual.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
People say I'm a self conceited fool. They just havent got to known me. I'm too stubborn for my own good and have a passion for art and english literature. I cant say I'm all that kind to people I dont know, and I should be working on my social skills instead of locking myself in an art studio all day. I got the title 'self conceited' because, I dont exactly go around being Mr. Nice Guy. I am more silent then talkitive and I dont exactly want you prying into my life, thats just the way I am. I am actually a student who cares very much for his grades and I will go haywire if one of them are anything less then an A. I've turned down so many people who have asked me out that I've lost count. Its not because I hate them, or relationships, its just that I havent found anyone, oh how should I put this, that has intrigued me and sent my heart plummeting yet.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I was born and raised in Venice, Italy, I've lived there all my life. My parents were very wealthy people, My father running a well organized business and my mother working a job as an interior designer. I grew up in a good environment, pushed and encouraged by my parents to get good grades and go far. They were so annoying at one point, but I think I feel the need to thank them for how much they supported me. My brother was very popular and he was five years older then me. We fought alot, sometimes getting into fist fights, though we always made it up sooner or later.
But things didnt go as planned as me and my brother grew up. My father soon became entertwined in a relationship with another women and my mother, having found out, left us, driving my brother into a state of depression. I wasnt as depressed as him, more so angry at my father.
Soon, my brother and I got into more trouble around school. I wasnt doing anything like drugs or alcohol, no. I was more into seclusion, being left alone, nailing anyone who got to close to me. I didnt want friends anymore. It hurt to think that what happened with my parents might happen to anyone who got close to me. My brother got into a lot of sexual activity, and as the complaints grew, my father became more angry, tossing us both half way across the world, me for education, my brother for teaching, to wind up at this place, Red Lily Academy.
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I am addicted to chocolate, and I have a problem with not eating enough sometimes.
||Bring me to life.||
Amakiru.
||Look at this photograph.||
[LooK inTo mY EyeS...tEll mE wHaT yOu sEE]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
James Alexander Rochester
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Jimmy
||I know you are wondering when.||
April 23, 1991
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Fifteen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Homosexual
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
People usually tell me that I'm a drama queen. Of course, I don't think that's true. Yeah, I tend to gossip a lot and get into other people's business, but only when it's really necessary. It's also said that I'm very picky when it comes to....well anything really. I don't hang out with people who smoke or do drugs because, let's face it, they usually smell really bad. I don't drink alcohol often, but when I do, I always end up getting plastered and wake up in some stranger's bed. I'm not usually so frivilous, but you know, teens make stupid mistakes. I guess I'm pretty smart. I try to get A's in every class. Maybe it was a kind of cry for attention, because I simply adore being the center of attention. Oh, and I'm pretty sly too. I always get myself out of tough situations, none of which I'd like to mention right now.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
So once upon a time, in London, England, there was my mother, some stranger and a whole lot of alcohol. That's how my story starts. No, to this day, I still don't know who my real father is. It really goes to show how one night and a lot of booze can just change your life forever. Well, it was obvious that my mother didn't want me and her husband REALLY didn't want me. I guess if I were him, I wouldn't want me either. So, consequently, our house has always been very awkward, especially with all of my half-siblings. They were always perfect little angels, of course. I was the one blamed for everything.
There was one thing I always kept a secret from everything, though. My mother didn't know it, but her husband used to beat me pretty often. I mean, I'm not overly scarred from it or anything, so I guess it doesn't really matter, but it's probably a reason for me being the way I am. Why didn't I just leave? Well, where else did I have to go? None of my relatives acknowledged that I existed and I didn't know who my father was. I was realistic enough to realize that I would never find him on my own and no one was ever going to help me.
So one day, my mother came upon a brochure for this place, a school for rich people to send their kids. Well that was a perfect way to get my out of their hair, huh? So here I am. Bloody hell, this year's going to be interesting.
||I will try to find my place.||
Sophomore
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I'm actually really good at dancing. Ballet, tap, jazz, modern, lyrical and even some contemporary. Once my mother realized how much I liked dancing, she signed me up for a ton of classes just to get me out of the house.
||Bring me to life.||
keitaro_sanosuke
||Look at this photograph.||
[X]
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Sirius Riegel ( previously Victoria Riegel )
||Why do you have to go and make things so complicated.||
Sirius
||I know you are wondering when.||
September 18, 1990
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Sixteen
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Female to male transgender
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
People say I’m a good student. Past classmates have described me as being studious, productive, and extremely smart. Teachers have commented that I’m determined, down-to-earth, patient, attentive to small details, and very independent with a great deal of maturity. My faults, however, lie in the fact that I don’t speak out enough during classes and am busy….maybe too busy. My only explanation for the latter comment is that I involve myself in too many activities. I have no legitimate excuse for not talking in class more though. I usually don’t have anything to say and if I do, the other students have already voiced it before me in a much more eloquent way than I ever could. I prefer to manage my own learning and perhaps that’s why my instructors describe me as an independent person. Of course, this has its own downfalls. I have too much pride in what little ability that I have that I do not dare to ask my teachers for help if I don’t understand something. I know that teachers are supposed to be there to help the students in their times of need, but to me, it’s kind of like admitting my own failures and mistakes. Everyone has high confidence in my work, but I doubt my abilities. I lack the self-confidence what I seem to portray quite well.
Academics aside, past friends have depicted me as a good and helpful, though often too sarcastic for my own good, friend. Respectful, tolerant, and polite with a sense of realism, but still a bit too pessimistic for a teenager. They’ve often complained about me not “getting out of the house enough and hanging out with them enough”. All I have to say is that I have better uses for my time.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
My life story isn’t extremely interesting or full of drama like other people’s. Actually, it’s kind of on the plain and ordinary side. I was born as a girl in the state of Louisiana and lived there for the first five years of my life before my parents moved the family to Massachusetts where both of them found better work; my father is a neurobiologist and my mother a lawyer. Both of them were always extremely busy with their work so I was usually left to take care and entertain myself. I taught myself how to keep the house clean and cook for those several days when my parents would either arrive home during late hours or be out of town. I never blamed them for neglecting me though. They were loving parents who looked after me when they could. And plus, their work and research was also an important part of their lives. It allows us to live in a fairly comfortable environment. I couldn’t have asked them to do anything else.
I was a fairly good child. To show my parents that I could take care of myself, I took charge of my own education and made sure I received grades that they would approve of. I never got myself into trouble or anything illegal such as drugs or the sex industry. After all, I had my own morals to sustain.
But I think they thought something was wrong with me when I admitted to them that I didn’t feel right being stuck in the body of the female gender. Despite my parent’s extensive science background, they couldn’t understand that their daughter identified herself as a guy. They reasoned it must be some kind of mental illness or some shady looking people that was making their daughter think in such ways. Off I went to the psychiatrist. Of course, that didn’t help at all. Against my parent’s wishes, I consulted my doctor and started along the process of becoming the gender I believed myself to fit better in. I started becoming what others called a freak.
When my parents discovered Red Lily Academy in Washington, they immediately shipped me off to the school in hopes that when I reemerged, I would be a woman. I doubt that’s going to happen.
||I will try to find my place.||
Junior
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I don’t really have anything else to say. There isn’t anything unique or special about me, unlike other people. Umm...I'd prefer it if I was referred to as a guy instead of a girl.
||Bring me to life.||
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Haydrien Hunter Le' Chandler.
||I know you are wondering when.||
October 26, 1984, dont throw me a birthday party.
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
Twenty-two. I'm two damned young to be teaching.
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
I'm male, satisfied?
|Who has to know.||
Homosexual, now leave me alone.
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
People tell me I'm and I quote "******** up, stupid, idiotic jerk." Wow, how did they know. I'm selfish, and I dont care what happens to you. Of course, thats only if I just met you yesterday. It takes me awhile to get used to people in general before I can start conversing with them, if I want to converse with them. I think being a teacher was the worst idea I've ever had. It was probably just to get away from the man who claims to be my father. I'm intelligent, and I'm not afraid to blow you off and not care. I hate people who cling, and ones who just cant leave me alone. I am very straight forward, and I dont care what people think. I have some type of problem with me were I can only spot the bad aspects in people before the good ones and it takes me awhile to get over it, thats mostly why I dont have many friends.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
I lived with my parents and brother in Venice, Italy, like hes already told you. Of course, my father was a wealthy b*****d who was also a Ladies Man. He couldnt keep his grubby hands off of the nearest hot lady and my mother just left after the third women he had went to bed with.
I hated him for that. I hated that he ruined my life, but more importantly, my brothers life, and my mothers. I fell into a state of depression, but not for long. I started turning down a path for the worse, becoming active in late night activities and parties. I didnt care if I was the one being laid or if I was the predator.
My father got so many complaints that he couldnt take it anymore. After that, he just sort of..blew up. He sent my brother off to the boarding school, red liliy something or other. The he demanded that I go too, since even though I was Twenty two, I was still living in his house. God only knows why.
I said I'd rather be anywere then somewere near a pig like you and left, taking everything I owned. I hope that man burns in the fiery pits of hell.
||Long ago, it came to me.||
Art. Amazed yet?
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I love cats, I own three.
||Bring me to life.||
Amakiru
||Look at this photograph.||
Target
||Call my name and save me from the dark.||
Kainashi Yu Mizuki
||I know you are wondering when.||
Febuary 14, 1980
||Time keeps spinning closer to the bitter end.||
twenty-seven, I'm old but I'm still kicking
||Can't deny it, can't pretend.||
Male
|Who has to know.||
Bisexual
||Here I go, scream my lungs out.||
I'm cocky, self-center, and I don't care what happens as long as it doesn't happen to me. I smoke, I drink, and I take drugs. I've done it all and I'm still here. Lucky me. What doesn't kill you only make you stronger, right? I'm a pervert and I'll say just about anything that comes to mind. People tell me that I'm rude and vulgar. So I figured that I souldn't care what others say anymore, I can't really change who I am. I have no shame really. Testosterone fuled egotist is what I'll sum it up to. I've been laid so many times I can't even remeber. Oh, and I'm lazy too.
||Now the story's played out like this. Just like a paperback novel.||
If haven't noticed yet, I'm the uncle of that Eden kid. He has a funny name. Anyways, I was born at Tokyo, Japan and I'm the little brother of Akito Mizuki, Eden's father. Unlike my brother, I was a failure in life. I didn't go to school and didn't bother to a job. But I'm smart, so that's okay. I was thrown out on the streets when I turned eighteen. My parents hated me because all I did was sit on the couch all day. I hated my brother, but I didn't let it bother me. While he was out there making millions, I was living in the streets. I figured that I should get some form of education, so I scaped up on money and got into a nice university. I didn't learn s**t there. Four years down the drain. That's life and it sucks. Now I got a job at this hell hole of an Academy.
||Long ago, it came to me.||
History, but it isn't really my thing. I'm just certifed to teach it.
||I love that sound so give me one more line.||
I always have a gun with me beacuse everyday of my life is theatened by my older brother. He's a d**k.
||Bring me to life.||
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