weirdos and co. full

[eden .]

name: Alexander Cross
nickname: Alex, jerk, idiot, that one painter guy
age: eighteen
gender: male
3 good traits: at least somewhat creative, attentive, can run on 3 hours of sleep
3 bad traits: two-faced, pompous, self-absorbed
catchphrase: "-sigh-" (as in he just sighs a lot)
six word sentence: "aspiring came-from-hell painting -ss."

He's a charrie from a book I wrote and he was also a drug addict but idk if that'll fly here .-.

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((Accepted. he can be a drug addict if you want, I don't really mind, whatever's easiest for you. You can do what you want with him because they're weirdos after all))

[wolfie.]

name: Alyssa Kandace Graye
nickname: Kandy
age: Eighteen
gender: Female
3 good traits: Clever; Friendly; Outspoken
3 bad traits: Deceitful; Sl-tty; Inconsiderate
catchphrase: "That's what she said."
six word sentence: "When in doubt, have a drink."


;; ouo yay there is still a girl spot

[Clavicle]

[I shouldn't because of my hand, but... since the post requirement is low and this sounds awesome... I hope I can snag the last boy spot. Also, I'm butting in and making a Korean character, haha. Hope that's ok. [Also don't kill me this is my first time making a Korean character. Be sure to correct me on any mistakes. uwu]

name: Park Jong-Kyu
nickname: damn pervert, creep, pinky.
age: Seventeen.
gender: Male
3 good traits: Literally okay with anything, cheerful, kind[somewhat].
3 bad traits: No care for others' personal space, really dense, likes to make people uncomfortable.
catchphrase: "It's harmless, I swear!"
six word sentence: "Fun is actually where I am."

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hey journey...being sl*tty is darcy's thing! asdfghjkl being sl*tss together lol /idkit'searlyandiamonmyphone ))

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((Everybody's accepted, as if I need to tell you that c: Everyone can starting posting now :) I'm thinking they've been at school for little over a week now or something and let's say it's lunchtime and the start of Chapter One. This is basically a chapter where everyone can get used to the set-up and their characters. Sooooo... have fun I guess c:))

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Faye Heather Scott

Faye practically threw herself at the back table of the cafeteria. Some Freshman kid was just about to sit down, but when he saw the almost animalistic look in her eyes he scattered. He was gone before Faye even had time to utter "F*ck off Fresher." She was almost dissapointed he'd ran away, it was so much more interesting when they stayed and tried to reason against her. They never won. Anyone who recognised her though knew that this table had been reserved, it was never sat on by anyone other than the weirdos. Even when all seven of them were ill no-one dared to sit there. There was an unwritten rule forbidding it, the consequences were well known. Despite the fear surrounding the group and the pure rage the welled in Faye's heart when she saw a little first year attempting to sit in her spot, she was actually fairly harmless, she just really liked that seat. She dropped a pile of books onto the table, Psychology, Sociology, Criminology, Forensic Science and Government and Politics. She slumped into her seat. The amount of work she had to deal with today was unbearable. She was seriously considering jsut skipping last lesson and walking home early. Today was just a standard day for Vitty, except with far more annoying people, less digestive biscuits and a generally worse mood. Only one week of school had passed and yet she was already twitchy. Her irritation was beginning to mount and the next person to provoke her would undoubtedly feel the consequences.

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Alicia Stevens

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Brushing her hair back as she headed towards their table, Alicia met each and every stare with a smile, and a toss of her schoolbag over her shoulder. Seeing that she wasn't the only one heading towards the wierdo's table and that Vitty was heading there too, she sped up, then noticed what Vitty was glaring at. A fresher. "Bye, come back soon~" She called after them over-enthusiastically, only to receive a dirty look from the guy. Just the way that she always did, to encourage them not to come back. "Thank god. Yo ma b*tch!" Alicia began muttering, then brightened considerably as she said her catchphrase before taking her seat beside Vitty. Raising an eyebrow at the amount of books Faye had - a small amount, compared to Alicia's, but a huge amount for her - she dug in her own bag and pulled out the packet of McVities Chocolate Digestives she kept for just this moment. "Tough day, huh?" The girl asked, passing the packet over to her with a smile. "Daily chocolate biscuit dose coming up! Know what we have next?" Naturally, last thing on a Monday was the only lesson that Alicia shared with Faye, but she could never remember what it was.

{{Bleh, I wanted to post so did. Kinda bad, but eh. A post. :3 }}

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As soon as the bell had rung Darcy had been out of her seat and in the cafeteria. She could see Vitty's blue hair at the back of the hall and grinned when she saw a frightened fresher hurrying away from it as well. Strutting over she dropped into a seat next to the blue haired girl and then noticed that Alicia was already there as well. Putting her books in front of her too she pushed the heavy objects away from herself. "I regret taking that extra subject. Why the h*ll did I choose to do it again?" Pegs asked the two girls there, dropping her head onto the table and hitting it twice with her forehead. When Glitter passed Vitty the biscuits she turned her head to the side - her cheek resting on the smooth table top - and laughed at the asian's words. "No sh*t sherlock. 'Course she's had a tough day, look at her for chrissake!" As an after thought she added, "No offence Vitty." The blonde hadn't meant it offensively, it just might have come out like that. Darcy then lifted her head up and rested it on her clenched fist, her eyes scanning the crowded cafeteria. "Hey..." her eyes had latched onto a blonde guy - who was obviously a senior judging by the fact he was sitting with the 'senior jocks' - that she didn't recognise. And this was something rare for Darcy, especially as she had sh*gged most of the male population at the school and therefore new them well. "who's that?" He was cute and Pegs wanted to put him down on her 'potential sh*g' list. The only way she could do that was by knowing his name, she turned to look at her friends, her eyebrows raised in question.

OHMYGOSH NO TRIFLE. i was gonna give vitty digestive biscuits? why does everyone keep stealing ma stuff *wails*
and i apologise for the cr*ppiness of this post...idk what happened }}

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Faye Heather Scott

"I can't believe the f*cking nerve of some of these kids," she said, snapping, completely ignoring Glitter's greeting in her own special, seething little way. "Sorry, sorry, classes are getting to me, and I've have found myself talking to a large number or particularly charming little imbeciles today," she said, burying her face in her hands. "Oh, you are a saviour, this is why I keep you guys around," she said, looking up with bleary but happy eyes at the mention of digestive biscuits. Her mood fluctuated with the promise of food, it was a wonder she wasn't the size of a house the amount, just of biscuits, she ate every day. "Hey Pegs, and Glitter we've got calc last, which is a real bummer," she said, seeming even more pessimistic than usual. She sunk her teeth into a biscuit and her shoulders dropped back relaxed. "I'm thinking I'll just skip last lesson to be honest, I'll walk home though 'cause it's not my turn to take the van,"she said, now there were three of the group present all the strands of conversation got tangled. Vitty tried to get her blue fuzzy head around it all. "None taken," said Vitty, who, it had to be said, wasn't exactly in the best state after all. Her make-up remained intact though she was paling under the foundation and her blue hair was flicking out at all different angles. She didn't necessarily look bad, just a little crazy and frazzled around the edges is all.

"Oh, he's called Jasper, he's one of my brother's mates, apparently he's quite the charmer..." she tailed off in a monotone. It was as if she was reciting a script of credentials for Darcy's perusal. "He went to Tyger's private school last year, but his parents thought he needed a 'more rounded education spectrum'," she added, remembering what Tyger had said about the boy yesterday. Without realising it, Faye had eaten three more digestives, she thought about offering them round, but she couldn't quite be bothered. If people wanted they'd ask. Instead she shrugged off her jacket and ditched her satchel on the floor. She looked up at the apparent source of Darcy's lust. "He's not bad looking, but then again he's male, so as far as you're concerned Pegs that makes him sh*ggable, right?" she said, a mixture of amusement and sarcasm in her voice. To most of the school, Darcy was either a sl*g, a man-eater or the hottest woman in existence. It all depended on your viewpoint. To the bisexual and uncaring Faye, Darcy's sex life only served as amusement, not irritation.

[Pandle]

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ᴇɪɴsᴛᴇɪɴ's ɴᴜᴛs ☚

"Another one bites the dust," Albert swung around the fragile figure of a cheerleader, his broad hands pushing off from her shoulders sending her skittering forward, her tray of canteen gloop spiralling onto the next table, her cry of surprise and indignation masked by the giddy laughs of nearby observers. Plopping a rucksack strained with the weight of half the library onto the nearest available surface he thrust his hand deep into pockets, withdrawing a splint. He waved it impishly into Peg's face and snatched backward, beaming brightly.
"Found tonight's entertainment have you Pegs?" Chortling with his own humour he flicked his gaze between Vitty and Glitter, his roughish grin infatuating. That he was the least likely person to find a date was evident, the elf ears, ashen face and general lack of masculinity about him was enough to hold him with unattractive stamps forever. Not that Albert minded much, the circles of intelligence that swum through his mind occupied enough of his time, the rest was spent in the company of freaks. Noticing Vitty's books piled beside her he reached out, fingers brushing the spines as carefully as if they were the children of God. "Oh criminology," below it sat forensic science "going into the secret world of murders are we? You'll not run out of work, i'll keep you busy." And he meant it. "Walnuts". That Albert could kill someone was not a question, it was when. Not a posseser of any strength in his body it would never be a stabbing or a shooting, never an abduction. It would be mysterious, a shadow slipping from sight, a spider spinning his web. "WALNUTS," as a Tourette suffer he provided unending amusement to many, the tics of his vocal outbursts were nothing more than background noise to his friends, his unexplainable outbursts of "walnut" were the most frequent, though far from the only thing to hurry from his lips. "What's ailing you all? That's nearly half a packet guzzled," twitching his left arm he reached out to snatch a biscuit from Vitty, hastily cramming it into his mouth before she could protest.