Welcome to Auburn Academy|Boys Boarding School|Semi-lit

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Name: Leo Mac Nim
Nickanme(s): He doesnt really go by it any more, its something that he was called in kindergarden, but Alphabet... because his initials, L, M, N.... it was 3 letters in the alphabet.
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: in his younger years his hair was A light brown caramel colour hair, but as he got older, it got lighter and eventually became a deep blonde. He has Peachy skin, and some freckles on his nose. His skin always burns, and never tans, it only rarely tans after a sunburn. He isnt very tall, he is about 6'9. His weight is 127. He is a little buff, but you cant really see the muscles. His teeth are almost white, and he has never needed braces or a retainer. He had glasses when he was 10, but as he got older, his eye sight got better, and he doesnt wear them anymore. His hair, and fingers nails, dont grow very fast. He has a birthmark on his palm, that looks like a really small ' X '. His haircut is cut off just around under the ear, and gets longer at the back, around the length of the middle of his neck. He only wears jeans.
Personality: Actually really nice. He loves to help out, and was pretty much a teachers pet for years.He doesnt really like to be alone, and he likes to talk to people, he always knows what to talk about, and never studders, or hessitates. He is usually up-beat and positive, optimistic, and bubbly. He didnt usually hang out with boys when he was in his other schools, he always hung out with girls, so he thought it would be really weird here. He never leaves things to be boreing, he somehow always finds a way to make people lagh and have fun! He goes a little over, over drive for halloween, Its really freaky. Hes not that used to seeing alot of people, new found land is pretty small, so he knew alot of people.
History: Pretty easy going. He has always gone to a public school... ( Uggg, if you want accppet, for now, but if i can, i will finish the history )
Nationality: New found land.
Accent: Newfie accent (( He say Three as tree, Ohhhh i love NFL, i wanna go back! ))
Dorm number: # 209
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Other: He is TERRIFIED of bunnys...
(( Dude, your awesome, letting people know about Toronto! C: ))

[Husky5]

[I went to Newfoundland once! The people there were so nice! Anyways, I guess I make one dorm hold four people so that way one person doesn't get a room to themselves. Looks like room 209 has bunk beds!]

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(( Haha half my family lives there! ))

[ElementalInsanity]

Name: Ari Zane Ryder
Nickname(s): If you get close to me I guess if you really want you can call me RiRi
Gender: Female.... XD Male, obviously
Age: Seventeen
Appearance: Ari is a fairly short person, only reaching five feet tall. Not that he minds. He has fairly pale, clear, skin with the occasional scar here and there. He has stunning bright, grey-blue eyes, which is always lined with eyeliner. Ari has naturally very dark brown, straight, hair which is cut about chin length, with many layers and side bangs. He weighs around 120 pounds, all of it muscle he would assure you. He is not fat, just more a bigger build. Ari got snake bites around the age of fifteen, and he usually wears them as studs. He has a tattoo on his left arm, starting at his inner elbow and running to his wrist. It says 'Ari Zane Ryder' in black and red graffiti lettering. His usual attire is skinny jeans in varying colors, with ’skater’ shoes and loose black tee-shirts.

Personality: Ari is a very....unusual person, to say the least. One thing is you never quite know what to expect from him. One cannot fully describe his personality, because it is always changing. Ari is one to have major mood swings, happy and bubbly one minute, and angry and defensive the next. His mood often depends on who he is talking with and what they are saying. Never mention anything about his short stature, as he takes anything said about it, very offensive. He is a major flirt if you ever saw one, and likes to joke around when in a good mood. Say something he doesn't like and you can find him flipping you off, which is quite frequent. It’s rare but a few can get close enough to RiRi for him to actually consider you a friend. When that happens he becomes very protective. Ari is often found listening to metal and rock music, and anything in between.
History: WIP
Nationality: American.
Accent: New Jersey accent!
Dorm number: #209
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual all the way
Other: 'Ello.

[Husky5]

[Accepted! I'll post the starting post in a moment!]

[Husky5]

.:Lenka Kodiakovich Dyakov:.

My English is terrible.

That was all Lenka could think as he walked down the busy sidewalks of Toronto, towards the boarding school he was going to be staying at. Judging by what Toronto looked like, he couldn't understnad why everyone stereotyped Canada as being a bunch of woods. So far, he hadn't seen a tree taller than a metre, two metres at the most. Then again, this was a huge city.

He groaned, letting his head flop forward a little bit.. The time difference was killing him. What time was it in Moscow? He checked his watch, which he still hadn't changed from his time zone. It was 3:20 PM in Moscow, which meant it was 7:20 AM here. Great, seven hour time difference to get used to. Fun.

He turned a corner and walked down the street a little bit, then stood in front of a large property, with three large buildings. He inhaled deeply, and nodded once.

"I'm here."

.:Kye Samuel Fortune:.

Kye yawned, resting his head against the iwndow of the subway. He was one of the lucky enough people who managed to get a seat before the car managed to fill up. He looked lazily out the window. When his parents told him he was going off to some fancey-shamncey boarding school, he had gotten excited, figuring it was going to be somewhere cool like Italy or Germany, or atleast in California or something! But no, it was Toronto, Canada, the same city which he lived in before. BOR-RING. Needless to say, he was not in the best mood ever.

He stood up as the subway neared his station. After this, he still needed to walk around seven blocks. He wouldn't mind doing all this, if he was in another country. He grabbed his suitcase, pulled his backpack on, and put his bag over his shoulder as the subway came to stop. He walked off, then up and out into the morning air of busy Toronto.

He started down the street, looking more than just slightly miserable. Stupid boarding school. Stupid parents. Stupid life.

Eventually, he made it to the school. He walked onto the campus and sat down on a bench. There were already a lot of people here, even though he was still considerabley early.

.:Deryk Lukas Schauewecker:.

Deryk couldn't understand why everyone looked so tired, or almost everyone. Then he remembered: he wasn't in Germany anymore. He was used to travel, he travelled a fair bit when he was younger. He was born in Frankfurt, his parents moved to Switzerland, where he learnt Swiss-French, than went to france and learnt actual French, than he went to Ireland, than he and his paretns moved back to Germany, this time Berlin instead of Frankfurt. What felt strange was not being in the same country as his parents, that and he was in a total different continent.

His English was good, it was accented, all of his W's were said as V's, the way he thought was the correct way, his French was better, though, and hoped if he was at a loss for an English word he could just use a French one. Canada was bilingual, right? Out of all of the languages he had learnt throughout the years, German was the one that felt the most natural coming off his tongue.

He got off the streetcar, hauling his huge suitcase behind him. In Berlin, it would be noon, so he wide awake. Everyone here though, with the few exceptions, looked dead tired. He felt so weird. Someone came to him and asked him something, and he could hardly understnad waht he said. These people's accents certainly were different than Irish accents. He supposed it didn't matter. He smiled and said in his accented English, "I don't understand. Sorry." He gave an apologetic smile and went off, calling out a farewell.

After a few wrong turns, askng for directions twice, tripping over his own feet and luggage atleast three times, and snatching up a dog and returning him to his owner, he finally made it to the school. He took a deep breath of acomplishment, and started making his way into the campus.

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Leo

Leo stumbled out of the small thing he called a house. A shabby old, one story house, where the bricks had in some places fallen out of the house, uncovering the rotten wood keeping him some what warm.His mom lived in that house for the summer, so he decided to visit it befor school. Leo was dead tired, and really didnt want to be here, but he was told to. He already missed fresh air of Newfoundland, and seeing whales jump from out of the water. He pulled two suit cases to the public transit bus, paying and just lugging them on. He got dropped off, somewhere at a stop that left him three more hours to get to the school. He got onto the subway bus,finally getting to the school, and it left him five more minuits to walk to school.

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Ari Zane Ryder

Ari clenched and unclenched his fists nervously, looking around at the place before him. When his parents had told him about this boarding school, he had been excited, especially learning that it was a boy's only. Now he wasn't exactly sure, only for the reason that he didn't know anyone. And being in such a humongous place, with so many people, it was overwhelming him. He was already wishing he hadn't agreed to try this out. Ari wanted the comfort of home. Ah well. Grabbing his suit case he stood tall and gazed around with his icy stare. Looking at the property in front of him, he was sure this was the place. Time to do this thing.

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maddoxpeace|17|♥|bisexual

Maddi hung on for his life as him maniac of an uncle sped away from his house on his motorcycle. A few days ago he woke up in his amazing house in Spain, and his parents told him he would be going to an all boys boarding school. Not that he minded this, he figured he would quite enjoy it. However what his parents failed to mention was that this school they had been talking about was no where near Spain, but in Toronto, Canada. He figured it was just another attempt for him step-mother to get him out of his life. But despite the phone call he made to his parents when he arrived at his aunt and uncle's house in down-town Toronto, to complain about not letting him in on the fact that he would no longer be in Spain, he quiteenjoyed a break from his parents.

The last four days his aunt and uncle took him everywhere around Toronto, the CN tower, Niagara Falls, everywhere. He had quite enjoyed this city, and he figured a little preak from the hectic, always moving Spain would do him some good. And now that it was time for school to finally start, his uncle was driving him to school. And because their car was in repairs the only other way to get to school was his uncle's old, decrepid but admitedly cool motorcycle. Not only that but his uncle had a habit of driving like a complete maniac. So while his body was behind his uncle's on the motorcycle, his stomach and other rather important internal organs were still about a mile away.

Before he knew it his uncle stopped in front of the school, managing not to kill them or anyone else while he was at it, and Maddi greatfully jumped off the motorcycle. After unloading his luggage from the mororcycle's sidecar he gave him uncle a hug goodbye. "Good luck," were his uncle's parting words. And with that Maddi picked up his luggage and walked towards the school. He studied the building for quite a wile before taking a deep, calming breath, and walking in through the door.

Despite the fact that it was still quite early there were still tons of people in and around the school grounds. He opened up his welcome package to find his dorm number. Of course, he had already had this memorized, on the palin ride here he must have read it at least three-four hundred times. But it setteled his dancing nerves to be possitive that he woudln't be walking into the wrong dorm. After finding his dorm he stepped through the door, looks like he was the first time here. Well, that's alright, guess he got first picked. He took the top bunk on the right and placed his stuff down. He then climbed up to sit on the endge of the bed.

He was both scared and excited to see who he was roomning with. His english was good enough to get by, but he was so used to speaking spanish that he was worried if he opened his mouth, it wouldn't be english that came out of it. He shook his head at that last part, of well, if it happened the in happened. No worries. He figured he wasn't the only one in this situation, there must be other people in this whole school who were not from around here. He rubbed at his eyes and yawned, he was so tierd. the jet lag was killing him. He figured there was at least six hours lag between Canada and Spain, so trying to get used to this time would be a big pain in the butt.

After a while of sitting around doing nothing Maddi jumped off his bed and walked out the door. Moving down the hall and out of the door he walked out into the school yard. He could see that people were still arriving. He looked down at his phone to see what time it was, almost time for school to start. Ugh, he really didn't feel like going to school right now. He would much rather have it still be summer and just sit around doing nothing. It was certainly more entertaining than school was.

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-Damien-
Stepping out of the car Damien looked around seeing nothing that really interested him. "Why must I come to this place and to this stupid boarding school." He whispered under his breath adding in a few unkind words that his mother would probably smack him for if she was still alive. As he walked through the town of Toronto he saw many people either shopping or playing round. A waste of time thought Damien, who could sit there doing something of no significance.

Letting a small yawn out he realized that the time change was starting to affect him and the weather here was so much different than back at home but before he could also complain about that he was standing at the front of the school. He didn't realize how fast he was going as got to the school way before he had planned but in truth he thought that he would be in far more exciting town than this. Sticking his hands in his pocket he felt his wallet that contained his i.d, money, and a small picture he never left anywhere.