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Welcome to the life of a misfit. What does being a misfit mean? Oh, just being pestered, bullied, ignored, friendless, lonely and much more unsatisfying stuff like that. Everyday, you attend school and wander through the crowded, bright red and dull black hallways. No point in life to tell you the truth. Weaving in and out of classes, accepting glares from passing populars and jocks. Eyeing the clock at every possible time and slipping silently through your day. Simaliar to water slipping over pebbles at the bottom of a bank.

Maybe, one day, something will change for you, a puzzle piece will be guided into place to finish a puzzle. Than again, maybe you will continue being a misfit for the rest of your life and accept your reality. Who knows, life doesn't come with spoiler alerts.

Accepting - Not accepting- Wip

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Alexander High School is the average campus. It has a cafeteria, gym, football field, Track and Field area as well as the obvious, classrooms. Lets slow it down a bit and put it on a high-tech speed camera. Here we go, lets walk down the halls to the cafeteria.

The halls.
As you see, these halls are cordinated to the school colors, red and white. The vibrant lockers were not what the school wre looking for, but they were extremely cheap so they bought them anyways. The floor is plain old plastic with white and lightblue squares scattered randomly across it. The floors are caked with mud and snow after rain and cold, snowy winter days. This is where all annoucments are taped. The secretaries tape annoucments on the walls and students cluster eagerly around them. Yeah, halls, so intresting, right?

The Cafeteria.
Here is your average cafecteria, tables and a couple booths scattered across the room, special tables for special groups. No, people do not sing in it like they do in Highschool Musical. Here is the deal, you come in, stay low profile, eat, and get outta there. The cafeteria is not the place to be.

The gym.
The gym is decorated with, none other than the school color. You can play everything from badminton to Basketball here at the school gym. Equiped with a equipment room, two change rooms,one fro each gender and bleachers, it is a acceptable gym.

The football field & Track&Field Area
Here is the track that stretches around the massive football field where you can also play soccer and such. Just around back of the bleachers are the sand pits and other equipment for the field events. Most of the people hang out here in their free time, chatting and gossiping on the bleachers or playing some passing on the field. Either way, this is the number one hang out spot.

The classrooms.
Most of the classrooms have grouped together desks to promote 'building long lasting friendships,' anyways, each classroom is equipped with two white boards, desks and three computers. This is much different from the labs and specialty rooms, though.

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❝Tʜᴇ ᴜsᴜᴀʟs ❞ You know, follow each and every one of Tess’s and Nick’s rules. No text talk. When talking in ooc use brackets []{}||--, whatever brackets please you. No anime or Celebrities. [Unless the celebrities are extremely infamous, and basically no one knows about them, but please do not use them either, though you can.] Do not join than disappear. Be active. I think that is all the usual’s. Oh, yeah, remember to fade to black or black out when/if you do it. That is one of Tess’s rules, but just wanted to make sure that every single person knew that.

❝Tʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍs ❞ I do not supply the forms, you must have/make/find your own form. If you use someone else’s, make sure you have their permission and make sure to give credit to them. Please have a picture that reflects the correct age of your character, do not use a 28 year’s old photo for a seventeen year old. This is a semi-lit roleplay, so please have your forms reflect that. If you really want to join but do not have a form, I could probably supply one, if you really need one. Don’t be afraid, I don’t bite, even though my rules may sound strict.

❝Tʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ❞There are limited characters, if I get a lot of people wanting to join, I Might open one up, might. One character per person, doesn’t matter about trying to keep genders even because there are limited spots. The characters age range will be 17-19, please tell me in your forms which partner you wish to have. I am really sorry but I do not accept emo pictures, no I don't have anything against the people, but I think that they are overused on Chicken Smoothie. Oh, yeah, no mary/gary-sues.

❝Tʜᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ❞ This is a semi-lit roleplay, to me that means at least six lines per post, but I do not invision that for this roleplay, so I am going to say at least four lines per post. This is also a proper roleplay, I expect proper spelling and punctuation. Yes, I understand the few slip-ups, but it can’t happen like thirty times in each post consistently. When someone asks for a recap, try your best to give it to them, I hate to see people ignore people who ask for recaps, it is incredibly rude. You know what is also rude? When everyone is having fun and interacting than there is one guy/girl with no one to talk to and the roleplayer keeps asking if someone will talk to him/her but no one does! When some one asks if some one can roleplay with them, even if all your charries are full, perhaps the character could join one of your characters to make a group conversation? If I see someone constantly ignoring peoples pleas, I will give them a strike. I don’t take pleasure in having people like that in my roleplay, and I do not like banning or giving people strikes either!
❝Tʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ❞ I have the right to add/change/minus some rules, and you have the right to personal message me if you have another rule that you think should be added. Yes, I know, I will have forgotten some rules, everyone forgets, right? Except those people with identic memories. I want to be a person like that, but don’t want to be either. Everyone also has the right to have fun! Please do, roleplays are meant for having fun, right? So have fun! Thank you for reading the rules, there is no codeword for the rules, but if you start roleplaying and break a rule, you would regret not reading them!

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Accepting Zero
x - - Reserved for Unknown.
x - - Natalie Drew Ever - Undefined Angel
x - - Reserved for MyLifeAsChloe

Accepting Two
x - - Reserved for Ever.Dove

Okay, so lets start at the top, the jocks and popluars. They rule the school and only the rebels dare to defie them. They spread rumors and gossip like no on else can. They manage to be teachers fevorite even when they don't listen and just text on their expensive cellphones all of the class. Then there are all the club groups such as artists, skateboarders and whatnot. Then their are the rebels, who defie everyone in their path, including the jocks and populars. They never listen to the teachers, as they arn't in school most of the time. Then, there are our group. The misfits. They don't fit in anywhere and mostly just go around their day with no point. So there, you have met 'the groups.'

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[RYCBAR123]

{ . тнιѕ ιѕ мe . }



;; ι∂єитιfι¢αтισи ;;

{иαмє.}
"My name is Gabriella Louise Madeline Smith. I know it's a mouthful."
{иι¢к иαмє.}
"I can think of many that I have been called. Some come from my name, some are kind, and some are down right mean."
{gєи∂єя.}
"I am female."
{αgє.}
"I'm only sixteen years old."
{вιятн∂αу.}
"I was born February 12, 1996."



;; ιиѕι∂є αи∂ συт- ιм вєαυтιfυℓ ;;

{ℓιкєѕ.}
"I love animals, but every since Cynthia came into my life I haven;t been able to get one because she is 'allergic'. Bull freaking crap! I like tea, also. When I need a boost of energy or can't get to sleep I choose the right tea for that problem."[/size'
{∂ιѕℓιкєѕ.}
[size=85]"[*cough*] Cynthia and Lacey! [*cough*]"
{fєαяѕ.}
"I fear rejection and being shunned for who I am.
{нσввιєѕ:тαℓєитѕ.}
"Is exercise a hobby? I hate it, but it keeps me healthy right? I also lke to volunteer at the animal shelter to get my fill of animals and help te community."



;; ιи му ωσяℓ∂- αρρєαяαи¢є ιѕ єνєяутнιng ;;

{ρнуѕι¢αℓ ∂єѕ¢яιρтισи.}
[Here]
{єуєѕ.}
"I hate my dull eyes. They don't exactly fit into a color category, but some folks call them green. I call them ugly. The iris, for the most part, is a grey color with faint green smudged into it. Surrounding the pupil is a burst of gold that resembles a sunflower. I admit they sound pretty when described, but not in reality. A lot of people don't get chance to study my eyes anyway because I usually have them cast downwards."
{нαιя.}
"Hair? Oh, you mean the choppy mop on my head? My hair is thick and refused to be tamed. Because I have so much hair my hairdresser suggesed layers and bangs to break it up and thin it out. Boy, was she wrong! The layers refuse to lay straight and manage to stick in every direction I don't want them to go which makes styling my fringe impossible. My blunt bangs cover my forehead and eyebrows and are just long enough that they tickle my eyelashes, but cannot be pulled back. At one pount my hair was very long, but I got mad at it one day ad cut it off, so to this day is stops at my shoulders."
{ωєιgнт/нєιgнт.}
"I can't say that I am very tall as I only stand 5'1". My heighth does not bother me, but my weight does. Being thin is pretty and I have struggled with my weight since I was young. I diet and exercise and weigh myself everyday, but when I look in the mirror I see a big girl. My arms aren't slender and there isn't a gap between my thighs. I am ugly."



;; яєℓтισиѕнιρ ѕтαтυѕ ;;

{¢яυѕн.}
"Uh-- no."
{gf/вf.}
"Come back to reality."
{ѕρσυѕє.}
"One ca only hope."
{¢нιℓ∂яєи.}
". . . ."



;; fαмιℓу fιяѕт ;;

{ραяєитѕ.}
"My mother died when I was very young, so all I knew growing up was my father, Mac. He was such a kind man and although he had money we lived a modest life. I was happy whenever we were together-- which was pretty much always! One day he got a new secretary at work. She spent a lot of time over, but he told me it ws work related. Out of the blue he announced they were engaged. A few months later they married and I was awarded with a new step-mother, Cynthia. She is one of those skinny blondes who must always wear the big brands and spends millions on make-up and self-tanner."
{ѕιвℓιиgѕ.}
"The best [*cough*] part of the new marriage was my new step-sister, Lacey. Lacey is just a mini version of her mother. Perfect blonde locks, perfect body, perfect life. She was cheerleader captain and most popular girl in school. She got every guy she wanted without a word. When she met me she tried to turn me into her little minion. I did her stuff and in return she told me what to change about myself. If she catches me eating she will throw it away and I'm not busy she makes me run for miles. I guess she is doing me a favor, but I'm still waiting for my fairy godmother."



;; єχтяα ;;

{ρєтѕ.}
"I really want a rescue pup."
{тяαиѕρσятαтισи.}
"I run or walk everywhere. I am sometimes allowed to bicycle."

{αиутнιиg єℓѕє؟}
"I'm insecure if you hadn't noticed."

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{ - Of course! Nice to see you again! }

[h e a r t.]

How Are You Today?
Hello, my name is:
||Natalie Drew Ever||
But I prefer to be called:
||Nat, Ever, etc.||
My birthday is:
||October 31st||
I was born:
||Vancouver, British Columbia||

Taking A Look In The Mirror
Eye Color:
||Brown eyes, nothing that special. But they're big and doe-like. Surrounded by dark lashes. But her mother always told her that the saying "The eye's are the window to the soul" was meant for her. If she's hurt or angry it'll show in her eyes. Her face can be as emotionless as it wants. But her eyes tell the story.||
Hair Color and Style:
||Also brown, like her eyes. Her hair is long and naturally wavy. She sometimes straightens it or curls it. But she usually leaves it as it is. She doesn't have much time for taking hours on her hair and makeup every morning.||
Skin Tone:
||Pale mostly. But not white, it has a slight tan to it with peachy undertones.||
Facial Features:
||Cute nose and a well preportioned face. She always looks serene. Unless she gets REALLY mad or REALLY sad. ||
Body Build:
||Petite, about 5'2". She's slight but still has some muscle. She looks kinda like a little kid because of her smallness and how she carries herself.||
Clothing Style:
||Sorta scene, but not. She likes neon colors or black. Her FAV colors.||

You Think You Know Me?
Personality:
||Quiet and shy at first. But once you get to know her she'll open up. Showing her true hyper self. She blushes a lot and is so clumsy she trips over her own feet...when she's not moving. She gets along well with nice people. Bad boys and rebels are not her type. If she trusts you don't back stab her. She's very fragile and you might break her. And nobody wants that to happen...She's always nice to everybody no matter how mean they are to her. She believes in "treat people the way YOU want to be treated". Even if other people don't care about that and just shove everybody around and insult them. She hates bullies and could care less about them. But she tries to tell herself to care about everybody. Somebody must have been mean to them and made their heart cold.||
History:
||Her life was always good. Her parents both have good, supporting jobs so they never had trouble financially. But they're always pressuring her to become a docter or a lawyer. When really, she wants to be an author or musicion. So that's very frusterating for her. She keeps her writing and quitar a secret from everybody. Waiting for somebody to share her feelings with. To sing to and play her quitar to when it rains. To show her writing and get their feedback. She wants somebody to love. Three of her grandparents are dead. One from cancer. Two from a car crash. She has a baby brother named Nick, only one year of age. Adorable little thing he is. Natalie is very close to him. Loves him with all her heart.||

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{ - Accepted! }

[TheSiren]

>> { Christopher Martin} <<

~~~~~тнɛ βαƨιcƨ

ɴαмe:
Christopher Martin || Chris
αɢe:
18 | May 3

ɢeɴder:
I'm a guy

rαce:
I am American

dιѕorderѕ:
None

нoмe:
I live in a house by myself gladly


~~~~~ƨмιℓɛ ρrɛттy

deѕcrιpтιoɴ:
Hair: Black
Skin: Kinda tan
Height: 5' 3
Weight: 117lbs don't ask again


~~~~~ɢɛттιиɢ ρɛrsσnαℓ

яandoм facт:
I love red pandas and Wolves

dяeαms:
To sing for the rest of my life

тнeмe ѕoɴɢ:
If you can't hang- sleeping with sirens

ғαvorιтe color:
Neon Orange

ғαvorιтe αɴιмαl:
Wolves

нσввιes:
One of Christpher's biggest hobby is to walk around the city. He can go from two streets to four miles. Another hobby is working out to keep his body figure. Many people find it kinda wierd to know he has this things where he draws very good. He likes to chill in front of sunsets and on the beach. He use to be a swimmer but now only swims when someone is in the water with him playing.

ρeяѕonalιту:
Chris is very calm and outgoing. He shows respect for everyone around him. Never has he once annoyed anyone. He has a friendly trait but is not easily to get open like a book. He can be very smart at many points in life and is also an apoligetic. He has favorites of what he wants to do & is also very picky. His heart is very special and is filled with romance. He is one of the sweetest guys you could ever meet. He isn't afraid of what someone else thinks of him.
He is very strong and sometimes enjoys a good work out. Chris has the mind of a positive person and doesn't say "What if". He has a soft spot for kids & his family. He has always found life one of the hardest things to maintain. He has a lot of phrases he says at sometimes. But other times he is straight foreward. He never thinks negetively other than thoughts of him dieing or losing a bestfriend.
lιĸeѕ:
x To hang out
x Staying up late
x Staying at the park all night

dιѕlιĸeѕ:
x Spoiled people
x Fake people
x When his friends cry


~~~~~˩σvɛ ƨтσяιɛƨ

crυѕн:
It's gonna be hard to win a heart like mine.

ѕєχυal oяιєnтaтιon:
Yes, I'm straight

ραsт яeℓαтισnsнιρs:
I have to many and honestly I don't feel like telling a stranger about them.

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