.:st ursula's school for the exceptional:. Can you escape?

[иιиjα]

{{OOC: Added my own guy character. We'll have to see how this plays out. xD}}

[иιиjα]

{{{OOC: .•.νєяѕα νυℓтυяє.•. : If you are online and able, we could start now and hope somebody else joins in along the way. :] What say you?}}

[valar morghulis]

{{ Sure =] also, when I can get onto the comp, I can make a guy character too ^^ so the genders are even }}

[wunderkid]

|Name| Matthew Nicholas Reid
|Nickname| Matt
|Age| Eighteen
|Gender| Male
|Birthday| January 3rd, 1992
|Nationality| English; from London, England

|Personality|
A free spirit. Matthew's the kind of guy who doesn't give a damn about what people say or think about him. A natural born sarcastic, he's basically perfected the act of brushing off rude remarks, no matter how offensive and/or perverted it is. However, hard as it is to offend him, it's also quite hard to befriend him. Honestly speaking, Matt's not the funnest guy on the block, having very limited interests outside music. That, and his obvious sense of apathetic indifference towards strangers, usually drive potential friends away before they even get to know him. But despite everything, Matt's not all bad, really. He can be pretty friendly if he wants to be, and suffers from some sort of 'hero complex' where he just can't resist seeing someone down, especially when they start crying; be it a kid or just some random girl on the street, he'll always find a way to brighten up the situation somehow, even if he doesn't want to.

|Likes and Dislikes|
○ He loves music. Period.
○ His bass. He's a bassist, been playing since he was ten so it's natural for him to love it.
○ The rain. He likes the way raindrops feel on his skin.
○ Football. He loves it as much as he loves music.

○ Insects are his number one peeve. Especially spiders.
○ He's an ailurophobe; cats give him the creeps.
○ Fighting is definitely not an option for him. It's unethical, and he hates it.

|Habits/Hobbies|
○ Playing bass. Though he's good at several instruments, he's especially good at bass.
○ Football. He's fairly good at it, though he prefers watching rather than playing. An avid fan of Arsenal FC.
○ When idle, he's often found playing with the hem of his shirt and fiddling with his hands.

|History|
Matthew was born on the 3rd of January into the wealthy Reid family. As the youngest child and only male offspring, it's fair to say that he had a more privileged childhood compared to many. He attended one of the most schools in the country and had every wish granted by his doting parents. Having said that, one might think he'd have very little to complain about. True, with the exception of freedom. Due to the fact that his parents were, more or less, obsessed with him to the point of hiring bodyguards to make sure their 'golden boy' would stay unharmed. This blatant lack of freedom contributed a lot towards his sense of apathy towards strangers, seeing as he was rarely allowed to associate with other people. As he grew older, his desire for freedom grew stronger, and prompted him to enroll himself in St. Ursula's. His parents found out too late, and had no other option but to allow his admission.

|Crush| Open
|Boyfriend/Girlfriend| None Yet
|Group Associated With| Classified as a Loner, though he occasionally mingles with the Punks.
|Grade| Twelfth
|Other| None

|Name| Adam Louis Cassel
|Nickname| Adam
|Age| Seventeen
|Gender| Male
|Birthday| November 14th, 1993
|Nationality| Canadian; from Montreal, Canada

|Personality|
Adam's a people person; he loves going around, socializing with other people, and usually ends up as the guy with the most friends. Pretty easy since he's one of those bright, and happy-go-lucky guys who just love to entertain others with a few choice jokes. However, he can also be quite the troublemaker. One thing this guy loves most is pranks, and just the sheer reaction on the person's face is enough to send him into rolling fits of laughter. He's a bit of a daredevil too; he'll try pretty much anything given the right circumstances, except jumping off a cliff and stuff like that. He loves danger, yes, but he ain't dumb enough to pull off deadly stunts like that.

|Likes and Dislikes|
○ Hockey. He's a Canadian, what do you expect?
○ Music. Pop, Rock, Jazz, you name it!
○ Cold weather.

○ He's claustrophobic.
○ Algebra. His number one enemy.
○ He just can't stomach spicy things.

|Habits/Hobbies|
○ He plays the piano well.
○ He also likes to draw mini comics at the back of his notes.
○ Bobbing his head when bored. Something others find quite strange when in reality, he actually bobbing to the beat of the imaginary music in his head.
○ Impulsively yelling out in French when surprised, angered, or bored.

|History|
Adam was born November 14th in the bustling streets of Toronto. Both his parents were lawyers at a big-shot law firm in the heart of the city. They often ended up working the entire night and day just to put up with their needy clients' demands. That meant leaving him and his younger sister, Amalie, in the care of a nanny. Everything worsened as he grew older; they wouldn't come home at all for days at a time, and merely came home to sleep. It wasn't until his thirteenth birthday that they decided to move to Montreal. Life in Montreal proved to be much, much easier and there were notably lesser clients. Unfortunately, as the years progressed, their clients grew, and so did their demands. This prompted his parents to send both their children into boarding schools to lessen their worries. Adam ended up sent to St. Ursula's in Ohio, and Amalie in an all-girls boarding school in Washington.

|Crush| Open
|Boyfriend/Girlfriend| None Yet
|Group Associated With| He doesn't believe in Stereotypes and hangs with whoever's available.
|Grade| Eleventh
|Other| None

[иιиjα]

{{OOC: Okay. Sounds good. I'm thinking it's maybe a week before the first day, so late summer early fall, and no classes yet. Everyone's getting set up in their rooms, enrolling, getting schedules, etc.
wunderkid, Matt has been accepted. ;] I shall add him to the front and then post my intros. }}

[иιиjα]

"Well maybe I'm your Mr. Right, baby,
Maybe I'm the one you like.
Maybe I'm a shot in the dark, and
You're the morning light
Woah
Maybe this is sad, but true
And baby, maybe you've got nothing to lose.
You could be the best of me, when I'm the worst for you.."

Melody lets her voice ring out through the boarding school, not caring who hears or looks at her. She saunters in to the main office with a smile plastered on her face, faltering slightly and the dragon-like appearance of the secretary. She recovers quickly, however, and sets her guitar case and bag down to offer a handshake. The secretary refuses with a glare.

"Name, please," she says, sounding as if she speaks through her nose.

"Melody Lyric Matthews," she says, studying the frizzy, mouse brown hair of the lady at the desk. She turns and pulls a headband, bobby pins, and medium hair clip from the bottom of her bag and hurries behind the desk. The lady let out a noise of protest, trying to turn around, but Melody held her still.

"Hold on," she says, holding a few bobby pins in her mouth as she effortlessly braided the secretary's hair. "I'm doing you a favor!" She twisted it up and secured it with a clip. She clasps the stray hairs against her head with the bobby pins, and situates the brightly colored headband on top. "There we go," she says excitedly, clapping her hands quickly. "Much better." She scoops her schedule up off of the desk and reshoulders her things. "Thanks for your help!" she calls as she walks out, tossing a cheery wave over her shoulder.

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Luca leaned heavily against the door as the taxi pulled up to the school after a seemingly endless drive on a dirt road. When the school loomed into sight on the horizon, his jaw dropped. "Holy Gothic school castle," he muttered, climbing from the car with his black duffel bag filled with his few posessions. He paid the driver quickly, walking up the winding sidewalk to the school in complete and total shock.

"This is most definitely not what I expected," he mutters in astonishment, pulling open the large, wooden doors. He had noticed the fence at the beginning of the property, but he had never expected it to be surrounding...this. He walked slowly through the doors and into the lobby, tripping over his own feet in his amazement.

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Avery-Victoria Madeleine Gremfield, the girl thinks bitterly as she walked into the large, castlelike school. It's such a long name. It almost sounds as if it should be the name of some peasent who wishes she was someone royal back in medieval times. Figures.

Avery glances down at her map quickly, studying the precariously perched paper settled on top of her worn notebook. She frowns, spinning in a small circle in the giant lobby. "The main office should be here," she mutters out loud, looking around her in confusion. She sighs, letting her frown crease even more of her pale, small face. "Tell me why I'm here," she says with a groan, stopping to study her map once more.

She shivers, still with no luck and now regretting her decision to wear shorts. It was warm outside, but the air conditioning inside made the building similiar to what she imagined the Arctic tundra would feel like. She wraps her hoodie tighter around herself, pulling the dark blue hood up over her long, pale pink hair.

"Eventually I'll find this blasted office," she decides, spinning in yet another circle to get a good look at where she is. Of course, it will end up taking quite a while.....

[valar morghulis]

"and who do you think you are..running round leaving scars.." Sierra sang, keeping perfectly in sync with the song that pumped through her headphones. Taping a few pictures of bands she'd cut from various magazines onto her closet door; making a collage of sorts. As she finished, she tossed the roll of tape onto the bed, and took a few steps back to better see her finished piece in its entirety. "Hmmph," she nodded approvingly, deciding she'd leave it as it was rather than try and fix something small and end up ruining the whole thing. Pulling her headphones from her ears, she tossed her iPod onto the bed; deciding she'd better go and grab her schedule as she glanced up at the clock, noticing the time.

Still mouthing the words of the song as she slipped into a pair of TOMS shoes, nicely completing her outfit of faded skinny jeans and a cut-up, loose fitting tank top. Making sure to grab her cellphone from her bag before leaving the room and starting down the hall.

{{Sorry this is short..I'm on my iPod}}

[иιиjα]

{{OOC: That's alright. ;] }}

Luca merely glanced at the pink haired girl looking lost in the middle of the lobby, simply swerved around her. Get settled first, make friends later, he thought to himself, heading into what looked as if it should be the main lobby. The secretary looked slightly peeved, and he came to the conclusion that the scarlet haired girl he'd seen walking out had done something to tick her off. He paused for a moment before continueing.

"Hi," he said, offering a small smile. "I'm here for my schedule. My name is Luca Romigi."

She gave him a tight smile, pulling out a piece of paper from a file folder to her left. "This has a list of your classes and your room number. Enjoy your stay," she said curtly. He nodded once and walked out the door.

[wunderkid]

"Screw this..." Matthew mumbled, glaring pointedly at the slightly crumpled piece of paper he had on hand. After what seemed like hours wandering the halls, there was still no sign of his dorm room, and he was losing energy pretty quick. After all, he was lugging around a five pound bass guitar, not that he's complaining. Besides, he'd never trust anyone else with his ever so precious bass.

Stopping, he fished his map out of his pocket and performed a quick read-through, making sure he was on the hall. "God forbid, if I'm on the wrong hall I'd-" Turns out, he was. "Ah, bollocks." And thus began the grueling journey towards the right hall, on the other side of the school.

When Matthew finally got to the hall, it was safe to say he was far from pleased. Lugging around a bass guitar halfway around the school was definitely not a pleasant experience and if he was to choose between that and eating a bug...he'd rather go with the bug.

After a few seconds of rest, he hoisted the bass off the floor and slung the strap over his shoulder. He was pretty much knackered, and though he was positive his arm was going to fall off at any minute, he, nonetheless, continued his journey down the blasted hall, eager to get to his room and rest.

[Adelle]

((I know that you want the gender ratios around the same, but I'm kind of rusty on RPing with guys. XD If you want, I'd be happy to make another character that is a male. ^.^Annnnddd tell me if there is anything I need to change. ^.^ EDIT: Sometimes I randomly edit my forms when I find a typo or something. XD ))

|Name| Daphne Adelynn Chase
|Nickname| Likes to go by Daisy but is often called Daffy by family or friends
|Age| 16
|Gender| Female
|Birthday| 2/14/1995
|Nationality| Is from Manhattan, New York. (Is of European and Asian background)
|Personality| Daphne is a cool and a fairly easygoing person. She likes to make unneeded sarcastic comments on things and enjoys teasing others. (Especially her twin) Under pressure, Daphne can remain quite calm and has a surprising amount of patience. And if her patience is wearing thin, she can hide it quite well. She also has this habit of saying things very loudly and doing random things to freak out Scarlette and embarrass her in public. At times, Daphne can be a little cocky and tends to get herself stuck in bad situations, but can somehow charm her way out of it with some acting. At heart, she's just a go-with-the-flow person and enjoys life as it comes.
|Likes and Dislikes|

• Daphne has an odd phobia of men's feet and this is one of the only things that can get her angry.
• As stated in personality, Daphne likes to tease people and sometimes likes to pull pranks.
• Loves to curl up with a good book and a cozy blanket on cold days and also enjoys writing.
• She also finds it comical to wear sunglasses inside and does so sometimes.

|Habits/Hobbies|

• Daphne is a very skilled actress and can easily get away with something.
• Daphne is a very skilled martial artist. (Tae Kwon Do)
• When in an awkward situation or when she doesn't want to reply to something, she tends to scratch right behind her left ear.
• She mainly speaks with a slight British accent, but often slips into a New York one when yelling or upset.
• Daphne also has a bad habit of eating when she's bored or upset and also seems to be a bottomless pit around the clock too. Good for her she never gains weight.

|History| Daphne and Scarlette grew up in a loving and amazing home. Her father is from England (Hence her slight British accent) and her mother grew up in the Bronx. Nothing was unusual about their upbringing and didn't have many tragedies in their lives.
|Crush| None/Open
|Boyfriend/Girlfriend| None/Open
|Group Associated With| She is often associated with the Nerd/Geek group.
|Grade(9-12))| 10
|Other| Fraternal twin sister is Scarlette. Her accent is a mix between a British and New York accent that is very hard to describe.

|Name| Scarlette Rose Chase
|Nickname| Goes by Scar
|Age| 16
|Gender| Female
|Birthday| 2/14/1995
|Nationality| Is from Manhattan, New York. (Is of European and Asian background)
|Personality| Scarlette is very opposite of her twin sister, Daphne. She's hot headed and is easily angered by small things, she is also over-emotional and tends to cry easily. Scarlette is a little clumsy and ditsy, she often drops or misreads things, and can come off as 'not the sharpest knife in the drawer' though she is very intelligent school wise. She hates it when people get into her personal space and freaks out when she thinks people are too close. Though, at heart, Scarlette is a very loving and kind person.
|Likes and Dislikes|

• Scarlette loves to draw and write some. (Mainly poems or songs)
• Has slight claustrophobia, so when sitting in an auditorium, she must sit on the end and Daphne must sit next to her so that no one else enters her personal space.
• Is deathly afraid of bugs and spiders.

|Habits/Hobbies|

• Like Daphne, Scarlette is a very skilled martial artist. (Tae Kwon Do)
• Unlike Daphne, Scarlette is a clean freak and has a slight case of OCD.
• Scarlette is a video game junky and probably has spent half of her life playing them.
• When angry, her New York accent is very prominent.

|History| Same as Daphne's.
|Crush| None/Open
|Boyfriend/Girlfriend| None/Open
|Group Associated With| Often associated with the Nerd/Geek group
|Grade(9-12))| 10
|Other| Daphne is fraternal twin sister and is slightly shorter than Daphne, standing at 5'2 while Daphne stands at 5'4.

|Name| Jesse Aaron Bennet
|Nickname| Jess or just goes by Jesse. Sometimes called Turtle.
|Age| 17
|Gender| Male
|Birthday| 12/19/1993
|Nationality| Is from Boston, Massachusetts
|Personality| Jesse is a sweet and caring person, sort of a like a big-brother figure to younger friends. On the outside, he appears to be very shy and doesn't talk much, so it's kind of hard to get to know him. He's calm and takes his time to do things, not seeing a real reason to rush at things. Easily described as a 'chill' and 'goes-with-the-flow' type of person. He's often called a turtle by his family members since he takes his time and he doesn't get aggravated easily. It takes a lot to make him angry and when the few times he is angry, it's not pretty. He can be protective of ones that are close to him, and doesn't have many close friends except his family.
|Likes and Dislikes|

• Jesse strongly dislikes vegetables and acts like a child if he is forced to eat them.
• Jesse loves to play Chess.
• His treasured item is a picture of him and his younger siblings.

|Habits/Hobbies|

• Jesse has a terribly bad habit of twisting his hair around her finger and pulling it when he's upset or nervous.
• He plays piano on the side, but never really got 'into' playing instruments.

|History| Jesse grew up in a fairly happy family, but at the of age seven, his father left. He left him, along with three younger sister and another one the way. So at a young age, Jesse had to take on the father role and tried to help raise his younger sisters and brother while his mother provided for them. His mother thought the school would be a good opportunity for him to get away and get a better education.
|Crush| None/Open
|Boyfriend/Girlfriend| None/Open
|Group Associated With| Normal?
|Grade(9-12))| 11
|Other| N/A