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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:59 pm
Artemis Fowl the Third, is forced to attend a public school, but luckily he is not alone. His three older siblings, and three younger, are attending the same school. It's a strange combonation of highschool and middle school. Seventh and eighth graders attend the same school as the highschoolers, and the sixth graders go with the younger kids in this strange town that their cousins live in.
In a devestating fire their mother died, and their father was off on another buisness venture of his. And so they left for their uncle's house, since their father was never home and not a fatherly figure at all. And it was this that spawned the 'need' for them to attend a public school. None of them were happy with this, and all opposed the idea.
It's their first day in a public school . . .
(By the way, Artemis Fowl 2 is their dad, and of course Minnie is their mom. 3nodding Their other uncle is somewhere inside the town their stuck in. ninja )
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:25 pm
RULES
Use "" for speech, and italisize thoughts! Other than that, the guild rules are sufficeint.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 2:52 pm
CHARACTERSArtemis Fowl the Third Ken Fowl Avius Hunter Ash Hunter [And so on. Other characters will be added upon creation.] PROFILE SKELETON[b]Username:[/b] [b]Name:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Grade:[/b] [School year] [b]Apperence:[/b] [b]Personality:[/b] [b]Other:[/b]
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:00 pm
ACCEPTED CHARACTERS
Artemis Fowl the Third - TheGrayCoyote/Saint of Death Kane Fowl - MorganaTheBlackWitch Avius Hunter - MorganaTheBlackWitch Ash Hunter - TheGrayCoyote/Saint of Death
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 6:44 pm
Username: TheBlackCoyote Name: Ken Age: 12 Grade: [School year] 7 Apperence: Ken has black hair, and had inherited his Fathers eyes, he has slightly pale skin, he likes to wonder the woods arround there home. Kane wears a suit usualy. Personality: He is rather shy arround people, and dosen't like to talk much, but he longs for friends, but is to nervous to speak to anyone other then his family. He tries to pleas his Father, and longs for his attention. Other: Na
Can I be opal or a reltives of her(s)?
Username: Name: Avius Hunter Age: 15 Grade: [School year] Grade 8 Apperence: Avius has black hair, and greenish bluish eyes he has pale skin he wears a black sweater with a skull on it with various designs he wears blue jean pants. Personality: Avius well he is an a*****e, but he will help anyone who is being picked on by some one bigger then him. Avius speeks his mind, and is rather rough arround the edges, and isn't very patient at all. Other:Hes not what he appears to be ooooooo0.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 6:53 pm
MorganaTheBlackWitch Username: TheBlackCoyote Name: Ken Age: 12 Grade: [School year] 5 Apperence: Ken has black hair, and had inherited his Fathers eyes, he has slightly pale skin, he likes to wonder the woods arround there home. Personality: He is rather shy arround people, and dosen't like to talk much, but he longs for friends, but is to nervous to speak to anyone other then his family. He tries to pleas his Father, and longs for his attention. Other: Na Can I be opal or a reltives of her(s)? Username: Name: Avius Hunter Age: 15 Grade: [School year] Grade 8 Apperence: Avius has black hair, and greenish bluish eyes he has pale skin he wears a black sweater with a skull on it with various designs he wears blue jean pants. Personality: Avius well he is an a*****e, but he will help anyone who is being picked on by some one bigger then him. Other:Hes not what he appears to be ooooooo0. Avius is accepted, though I'd like to know what it is he happens to be. Ken would have to be in at least seventh grade, because it dictates so in the first post. xD But he can still be twelve, if it's before his birthday. 3nodding I was twelve throughout seventh grade, 'cause my b-day was after the school year ended. xp Ken is fine, but the age isn't. I'd suggest fleshing them both out a bit more, however.
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Saint of Death Vice Captain
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Saint of Death Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 8:10 pm
Username: TheGrayCoyote (Or Saint of Death. Depends on the account I'm using.) Name: Artemis Fowl the Third Age: Fifteen Grade: Eighth Apperence: Curly blonde hair, much like that of a typical angel's, that reaches down to about midneck in the back and covers the upper half of his strange, yet beautiful, blue eyes. His eyes, mirror to his father's and grandfather's, are constantly obscured by thin, oval shaped glasses with concave lenses that are rimmed in silver, as a protection. Artemis's skin is tight and pale, as if he'd never seen the sun. Loose black pants, low white socks, and black dress shoes cover his lower body. A thin white tee shirt with a black suit jacket complete the look, like a mirror of his father, minus the hair and glasses of course. He is thin, angular, and rather weak. Athsma eats away at his lungs, making it often difficult to breathe once he becomes excited - which is happening entirely too often due to puberty. (Haha, I'm so mean. Expect something like in Arty Fowl 5. xD) Personality: Calm, determined, and logical, nothing can keep Artemis from doing what he chooses, and nothing usually does, for that matter. Papered for his intelligence, Artemis was always his parents favorite. Protected and loved, this harsh, practical town frightens him, though he'll never admit as much. Constant theiving ploys keep him occupied and disbelieving. Artemis hates those weaker, mentally, than himself and strives to be better than those who are stronger, mentally, than him. His father was his guiding star, when he was around. If he wasn;t their, Artemis would patter after his mother, who sternly told him to go 'play' with his youngest brother when they were younger. Artemis absolutely hates his youngest sibling, Ken, due to 'lack of intelligence', even though Ken thought far faster than Artemis did. Other: He has supiority issues, and often breaks out in arguements to prove he's better than everyone else.
Username: Saint of Death (Or TheGrayCoyote, depending on the account.) Name: Rose Selena Hunter (AKA, Ash) Age: Fifteen Grade: Eighth Apperence: Long, straight, blood red hair, streaked with faded black due to a recent hair dying that didn't work properly, reaching well below her waist. Her hair is constantly held in a braid or two for easier management, although this has given it a wavy feel and look when she takes it out. Pale peach skin that never seems to change and is cold to the touch. She has a light scattering of freckles all about her body, and a watch that is located about in the middle of her right forearm. Her eyes change from more of a green color, to a gray color, a light or dark blue color, or a hazel brown color, depending on her mood. She has thin convex lenses with silver rims (the only other kind was gold, and she's allergic to gold) that she's constantly pushing up the bridge of her nose, usually with her middle fingers. She wears loose jeans, usually blue, black, or night camo, that always just happen to be from the mens or boys sections. She has a wide array of shirts, never blank, but always having a band name/logo, funny saying, quote, or picture on them. Ash is always found wearing a ventege black leather trench coat with bunches of pockets that always seem empty. Ash wears fingerless gloves, presumably coated in cocaine and stained in blood. She has very long nails, and always seems to be itchy. Personality: Ash never speaks above a whisper, unless singing, but that's a whole diferent category. Despite the lack of volume, she always gets her point across, more with actions than words. The slightest flick of her hand will bring most of the students from all grades over to her, empty or not. She's popular, but never surrounded by anyone during school. People, students and teachers alike, come to her during the school day, each person always at the same time, they'll whsiper a few things, exchange something, and presumably forget all about it, until the next day. Ash is extreamly manipulative, skilled in making people do what she wants them to, anyway she feels like doing it. She's a walking map of the town, with descriptions of every single person living there - except the 'new kids', the Fowls. Much like a cat, Ash is independant, intelligent, and graceful, and sometimes amusing if left to her own devices. Being more of a tom boy, her birth name 'Rose Selena Hunter' disgusts her, and so she goes by Ash, due to a highly amusing accident invovling a messed up chemestry set when she was five. She's a genius in science, most specificly chemestry and physics, and is brilliant when dealing with psycology, English, and philosophy. Many people that she doesn't regularly meet say she's the 'Drug Lord' of the county and is responsible for most of the crime (but theft is covered by Arty 3. xD) in the town. She's seemingly absent-minded, but that's probably because she's thinking up a new and better way to make something. Other: Give her a simple chemestry set, and she'll have a whole storehouse full of bombs, drugs, and explosives ready for you in about twenty-four hours. Of course, she'll expect enough one dollor bills to meet the weight of all that, but it's worth it. Quality stuff, addicting too. She's Avius Hunter's twin sister, slightly younger by five minutes, although everyone thinks she should be the older one. You don't want to touch that-- Boom! It was the new frag grenade I was working on. I told you not to mess with it. And stay out of my room, and my shed, and my workshop! Out! Before you blow up something else! Ash loves ingenious ploys and pranks. It's hard to earn her respect, but once you do, it's worth while. Ash runs her household as her mother left them and their father is either constantly away, or drunk and agressive at home. She cooks, cleans, does the laundry, and fixes most injuries dealt by her drunken father. Hardly anyone can or will say no to Ash - she's already got them twisted around her little finger.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 1:01 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 3:19 pm
[Ash or Arty Fowl 3? 4laugh ]
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:33 am
(Both of course. I wish I could rp on here, but I know nothing of Artemis Fowl.)
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 2:16 pm
[Actually, dear, most of what you have to know for now is the family ties, and whom the seven little Fowls live with. The younger Fowls and the towm don't know about fairies, but the two twin Fowls do. The fairies are found out later in the roleplay.]
Artemis Fowl 1 + Angeline (Fowl) = Artemis Fowl 2, -something- Fowl, -Something- Fowl
Artemis Fowl 2 + Minerva (Fowl) = -SOmething- Fowl, -SomeThing- Fowl, -SomethinG- Fowl, Artemis Fowl 3, -somethinG- Fowl, -SoMeThInG- Fowl, Ken Fowl
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 12:32 pm
MorganaTheBlackWitch Username: TheBlackCoyote Name: Ken Age: 12 Grade: [School year] 7 Apperence: Ken has black hair, and had inherited his Fathers eyes, he has slightly pale skin, he likes to wonder the woods arround there home. Kane wears a suit usualy. Personality: He is rather shy arround people, and dosen't like to talk much, but he longs for friends, but is to nervous to speak to anyone other then his family. He tries to pleas his Father, and longs for his attention. Other: Na Can I be opal or a reltives of her(s)? Username: Name: Avius Hunter Age: 15 Grade: [School year] Grade 8 Apperence: Avius has black hair, and greenish bluish eyes he has pale skin he wears a black sweater with a skull on it with various designs he wears blue jean pants. Personality: Avius well he is an a*****e, but he will help anyone who is being picked on by some one bigger then him. Avius speeks his mind, and is rather rough arround the edges, and isn't very patient at all. Other:Hes not what he appears to be ooooooo0. ((Editied))Well not reallly but oh well...XD))
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 7:27 pm
What is Avius?
Kane is accepted, btw.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 6:18 pm
((YEYE! um...I don't remeber anymore lets just see how the story goes...XD...Opps my mistkae XD))
Ken as usual took his place under neath the oak tree at the playground, ' normal,' Kids ran by playing soccor in the feild near the park a few leaves had began to fall singiling that autumn was comming. He leaned against the trees smiling a litte to himself. Then it fadded almost instantly the ball had rolled over towards him.
"Hey wanna play-He can't hehs a fowl!" Hissed and elder student glaring at Ken with a look of distaste, " Better not touch the ball after he goes near it." He scoffled as they turned and received another one. Ken stiffened and didn't make a sound as they turned away.
'What dose that mean I wonder...'He thought his face hidden by shadow as he brought his laptop a little closerr towards them he turned away from the ball besides him and scowled.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 12:56 pm
Artemis strolled over to his younger brother (not Ken) and sat down beside him, one knee pulled up to his chest and the other leg flat on the ground. He stared off into space, obviously thinking of some elaborate plot to take over the city. He could care less what the other kids thought of his youngest brother, and actually encouraged them, at least to himself.
Ash padded over to Ken, much like a panther would a favorite tree. She plopped down beside the boy, folding the thin legs up underneath her. "Hallo," she whispered alluringly, a slightly British accent touching her lips as she spoke. Ash tossed the red four square ball to the kids without looking, keeping her eyes fully intent upon the child before her. Currently, her eyes were a mild gray-green, showing she was mildly interested if Avius cared to look. "Don't mind those dicks, they don't know what it's like to be left without parents. They've no clue," Ash continued to murmur, almost to herself.
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