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 Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 5:18 pm
It's one of those times in yur life where everything is changing and everything is different. There are older men, younger women and the constant remeinder of homework and finals. College comes fast and so does heartbreak. This is High School, the start of every true love story most kids know today, and the start of every heartbreak that leads here.
Cheater, lovers, leavers, you can find them all in High School. dont let looks deceive you, this is home to almost every bad person you could ever trust, other than the streets.
This is the High School Love Story
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 5:20 pm
Post your profile, all you need is:
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Appearence:[/b]
[b]race:[/b]
[b]occupation/gradelevel:[/b]
[b]abilities/talents[/b]
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Posted: Sat Oct 07, 2006 5:37 pm
Name: Star Blossom Age: 17 Appearence: Human:  Star caster:  race: Star caster (angelic demon) occupation/gradelevel: junior/student teacher abilities/talents Extremely intelligent, a markswoman and a spell caster.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 11:59 am
I'll play along, I've been feeling the need to create some new characters
Name:Wilem Jor Silemic
Age: 16
Race: Half demon (Father wolf demon/Mother human.)
Appearence: Slicked back black hair that matches his tan skin. Silver eyes that could pierce steel, yet still are his biggest weakness as you can see his emotions and soul if you gaze into them. '5,5', shorter then the average guys, but that won't stop him. Physically fit due to his lineage more then his own doing, he tries to hide his body by wearing baggy clothes and sweaters.
Occupation/gradelevel:Student/Library aid. Sophomore (10th grade)
Abilities/talentsMost of his physical abilities are pasted down from his father. His father was a rage fighter, thus causing Wilem to rise up to his challenges in situations with higher emotions. He fights hard to repress his emotions in fear that his inner beast will come out, thus making his wish of a romantic interest a conflict of his worry.
Personality: In his earlier years of discovering himself, his other half scared him to seek a more timid life. Living out much of his free time at school in the library. He takes as many mind stimulating classes as possible to try and challenge his mind and such, but due to his class schedule, he's forced to take some physical education classes. Very timid to others, yet out spoken of things he has a passion with.
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 12:08 pm
*Wilem had just escaped from P.E. II with a steady trail of sweat running down his face. His gym clothes were stuffed into his backup with much agusto as he basically flew through the boys locker room in order to be free of the fiasco. He was shorter then the other guys, and way too timid for his own good, so in the middle of football time of PE, every bulked out jock was inticed to see a short target. All the forced running and activity was starting to spur something within him. His breathing was shallowing as he got further and further from the gym. He hated it, the smell of bodily odor and the stress of being a target, it made his body tighten, his heart quicken and his senses hone as if he was on a battlefield. Keeping his head turned down as he traversed the final hallway, he turned the corner to come right beneath the big oak sign with the words "The Library" neatly bolted to the ceiling above the double doors. The two doors opened with little effort and the smusky smell of centuries of knowledge greeted him like a young dog to a much exhausted master. Volumes upon volumes of books filled the shelves in the two story library. Few people were occupying the second story, no one was usually loitering at the second floor balcony looming over the first floor study area in the center of the room. Ducking behind the counter, Wilem dropped his backup and took a moment to compose himself before he removed a few books from the return box and began to process them to return them to their shelves.*
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Posted: Mon Oct 09, 2006 4:47 pm
((Yeah...))
Star walked from shelf to shelf in the library, scanning the spines of the books as her fingures lingured here and there on books she had read in the past. She smiled as she came across a favorite of hers and pulled it down, flipping to her favorite chapter. She settled on a chair and scanned the pages for what seemed like her hundreth time before snapping it closed again and smiling, diving once again into her dream world that lived in the pages of each book in the library.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 1:09 pm
Name: Saphire Age:16 Appearence:human  Demon race biggrin emon(mother was a neco demon and father was a wolf demon occupation/gradelevel: Musical assistant grade 9(freshmen) abilities/talents: singer, actress
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 1:24 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:38 pm
*Wilem had finished removing all the check out cards from the books when he felt the slightest tingling sensation brush past him. The books he had just handled were now levitating before him. Wilem recognized what was happening, and turned on his heel to face Mrs. Anita Verkimil, the library watcher and a well known magician known for assisting the magical classes in the school. Her violet dress was complimenting her rosy cheeks as she held out her wand and looked at Wilem with a cocked head.*
My dear Wilem, must you always wear such a sad expression. Heavens dear, these are the golden years of your life, if you continue with such sorrow haunting your days, these will be a painful memory of learning. *Wilem frowned at these words his instructor was flaunting at him, he had his reasons for how he acted, but if he spoke of them or not was the trick. Putting on a fake smile, he waited for a moment before trying to grab the books, only to have them whisked out of his grasp as they bolted out of his reach.* Honestly dear, like I'd fall for that fake smile. Come on, finish your chore, get the books. *Each book came to its own path and took off around the library. She was trying to cheer him up, and he didn't want to look after one of his favorite teachers, even if she could be a nuisance. Deciding to n** this in the butt and not let it drag out, Wilem took off after the books. Of the four books, Mrs. Anita let the first two books fall easy prey to the quick swipe of Wilem's hands, the third gave in after he had to corner it. Their was only one book left and judging from the speed that it flew, this was going to be the biggest challenge. It zipped under chairs and over desks, around shelves and up the stairs. By now, Wilem had gotten caught up in this game of chase and was now running full speed down the library corridors after the book. It was dipping and weaving faster then ever as Wilem got close. He was on the second floor wing as he closed in on the book as it loomed on the edge of the balcony over the first floor. (It won't duck out now, it can't, I've got it cornered, now to finish this.) Springing off the desk that stood before him, Wilem bolted through the air towards the book. The book bowed swiftly between his hands and zoomed down his chest as he soared over the edge of the balcony and head first towards the first floor. Flailing his arms to try and slow his fall, he didn't find this method successful at all to the least. He managed to turn enough so that his back would embrace the book shelf he was about to crash into, rather then his head. CRASH!!! The book shelf was jarred of many of its sleeping novels. Wilem was lodged into the wooden shelf, held up by the broken boards that he wailed into. The shelf began to sway back and forth due to the crash, not sure which way it will fall.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:23 pm
Star practically jumped out of her skin at the sound of a large crash and a flying book hit her in th head. She snagged it and growled quietly, she looked up to see a bookshelf about to topple over and almost instantly a set of silver threads whipped out of her fingures to tie around the corners of the bookshelf and right it. The threads then probbed the shelf to find the cause of the disturbance, and to her wonder she found the form of a boy wedged into the book shelf.
The threads wrapped around the boy's wrists and ankles, and anoter wrapped around his waist, lifting him from the shelf and depositing him safly on the ground infront of her.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:36 pm
Name: Jasmine Seigh (Joey: Only her close friends can call her Jasmine) Age: 17 Appearence: Human.  Demon.  race: Demon. (His parents were fox demons) occupation/gradelevel: Student Teachers aid. Junior. (11th grade) abilities/talents Being a fox demon Jasmine has the advanced sences and agillity that comes with it, she also has some spell casting abillities.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 6:54 pm
((Thanks.))
Joey walked through the halls of the school her black baseball cap positioned over her head her long blonde hair flowing down to her mid back. She was wearing a plad short skirt and a black sleveless top. There was a thin braid down the middle of her hair bound in place with a dark red band tied into a bow. Class had just ended and she was walking alone through one of the empty halls, Joey decided to play hooky because she didnt really care for the teacher, alwayse treating her special. "Mabey I can cause some trouble at the library." Joey said to herself twirling a pen inbetween her fingertips boredom finnaly getting the better of her. Joey turned her path down another hall heading for the all too familliar stairs leading up to the second floor of the library.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:02 pm
Star's unhappy voice sounded through the library, she was yelling at Wilem, "What exactly do you think you were doing?! Cliffdiveing?" she asked, the silver wires connected to her finguretips still wrapped around th boys wrists and ankles.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:09 pm
Joey could hear some shouting from the library and arched a brow. "Not much of a library now is it?" Joey said to herself as she slowly bound up the steps, jumping them two at a time. "Wonder whats going on." Joey said as she walked up to the entrance to the library and looked around for the sorce of the noise.
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