music (音楽) academy [ new and accepting ! ]

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Name : Etsuya Tachibana
Nicknames : Etsu, Tachi
Age : Seventeen
Year: Second
Gender : Male
Personality : Etsuya is typically dorky and well-loved by those around him. His mistakes are often excused and put down to his unintentionally oblivious and naive nature. He often misinterprets insults and jokes and gets confused quite easily and he's a sweet boy who is quite popular. He's actually surprisingly emotional when it comes to singing and often moves himself to tears, it's become a bit of a signature thing in his performances to be crying.
History : Etsuya was born to a well-off family and has lived in a large house with a maid who taught him to play music and sing from a young age. He was raised like he was always a child and therefore it's kinda stuck to him and he hasn't been able to shake it.
Instrument(s) : Singing, Violin, Piano
Dorm number : 5
Class : C
Optional classes : He takes piano classes since his skills are getting rusty.
Club : He's in the singing club.
Sexual Orientation : Homosexual
Hobbies : Singing, drawing, knitting, tabletop gaming, he's not the best at knitting and gaming, but he does try. He's a decent artist.
Relationship : Open
Crush : Open
Theme song : Pretty Fly (For A White Guy) - The Offspring
Title : The Crying Portrait
Other : None

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{I've finished my form! I do hope it's okay c: }

[chii,]

All accepted i'm glad you're all reading the rules ;u; i'll update the list soon ]]

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{ i'm done ; u ; }

[chii,]

[ accepted! we can start now c:
Let me know if you have any concerns ! ]

[hakuna matata;;]

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→ the aristocrat → violin, piano, voice → tagged; n/a → x

Tadashi was well aware that the new freshmen would be welcomed into the school today, -- and he certainly wasn't thrilled. It was almost bothersome too him, and not too mention unfamiliar to have such awestruck students bustling around the school, asking a thousand question on matters that he thought should be overly obvious. But, unfortunately, as an "upperclass man" he was "required" too answer the questions as clearly as he could.

Tadashi's room wasn't too difficult to find in the least bit as he had become extremely familiar to the school, something that had come out of attending the school for the past two years. Without bothering to read any other information on the printer paper he had firmly grasped in his hand, Tadashi carefully knocked on the door, emitting a firm, "Hello?" too check for his roommates presence, before entering into the room.

Tadashi found the room to be completely stripped of anything but two beds, some shelves, and basic necessities for whatever the musicians might need for the following school year. Carefully, the male set his violin aside on the bed and proceeded to stand beside it, pleased with how clean the room had been. It was easy to unpack the bare necessities that he had brought along, so Tadashi was done almost immediately. It was then when the musician finally decided to take out his violin, inspecting it carefully in it's case for any signs of damage or dust.

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Skylar carefully moved down the dorm hall carrying two boxes in his arms, a backpack on his shoulders, and another on top of the boxes. *I know its here somewhere* he thinks as his green eyes looking at each door while he passed them till he found number four and knocks on it in hope that his roommate is already in.

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-- title; the crying portrait, class; c | club; singing | tags; none

- etsuya yawned softly and closed his eyes as he passed through the door to his dorm, dragging his suitcase behind him with his violin safely tucked up inside. he was glad to be back, honestly, he loved this school. he hummed to himself as he began unpacking his belongings in a scruffy manner, arranging photos on the shelf beside his bed which were adorned by expensive frames and then adorned his neck with a shark tooth necklace. he smiled to himself quietly and moved from his dorm, beginning to sing softly to himself. he didn't get emotional when he sung to himself, it was only in big performances in front of large audiences, it never happened in classes or in front of friends and family. However, he was caught up in his singing a little as he moved around in search of freshmen to introduce himself to.

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A o r i ➖ T a i s h o
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♤ The Girl With 100 Masks ♤ 2nd Year-17 ♤ Class B ♤ Tagged ;; open ♤

Aori basically dropped her stuff off in her dorm room, figuring she'd meet her roommate later. Taking her wooden practice sword (because people were freaked out by her katana), she quickly made her way to the auxiliary gym, which was furthest away from the auditorium, so she could avoid the welcome they did every year. She knew most students here would rather be playing their instruments, but she'd much rather be practicing her kendo. Her face was stoic as she ran through the normal warm-up routines, her feet sliding across the wood floor as she swung her sword around. Beads of sweat dripped down her face, but she didn't care. Hopefully, no one would fine her here and force her to go attend the entrance ceremony, but even if they did, it didn't matter to her.

T e n z o u ➖ H i k i t s u k a
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♛ The Prince ♛ 4nd Year-18 ♛ Class D ♛ Tagged ;; open ♛

Tenzou had a group of girls and males surrounding him, like usual. He could hardly go anywhere without a crowd of people following, but it wasn't as if he minded. Quite the opposite, actually, as the blue and teal haired teen soaked up all the attention, a bright smile on his face. He was The Prince, after all; he had to play the part! And that's also just who he was. He was always the center of attention, and he personally preferred to keep it that way. Crowd pleasing was just in his genes, and he animatedly talked to the people around him, telling a joke and making the crowd laugh as he walked with them down the hallway, no particular destination in mind except for the auditorium.

[deku.]

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Nᴀᴍᴇ;; Kotori Hibiyaxxx
Aɢᴇ;; 16xxx
Sᴇx;; Femalexxx
Iɴsᴛruᴍᴇɴᴛs;; Bass, violin
Clᴀss;; Bxxx
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; the halls xxx
Tᴀɢs;; Open
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Kotori slowly walked through the hallways of this classical school. Her long, brown braided hair swung slightly with each step. Though usually she'd be hurrying to get to the next destination, she could not right now. In her hands were boxes of belongings filled with clothing, some pictures, and more. Even on top of those boxes was a black violin case, which had some music sitting on top of it.

Kotori's back was being heavily pulled on by gravity as she had her rather large double bass strapped to it. In the pocket on her beloved bass was a folder, which seemed to be filled to the brim with music for that instrument. Now with another step, she found herself at her designated dorm. "Dorm 2..." She spoke slowly, seeing the number on the door. Oh had she hoped that her room mate had put their stuff everywhere, so she pushed her way in.

Surprisingly, there was just the basic necessities contained in the room. Kotori breathed a sigh of relief before choosing the left half of the room would be designated to her items. She quickly put her belongings in where she deemed fit, especially the violin. "Uh.." Kotori let out a confused murmur. Where could her bass fit? Her bass laid softly on her new bed, and she decided to leave it their until she got back from the welcoming ceremony.

Kotori fled the room and walked pretty normally down the halls, her chocolate brown eyes gazing at all the older students, some looked bored, and some looked happy. She quickly felt a bit nervous, as she was knew to the building. I hope everyone is nice.. She thought to herself before continuing walking.

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Nᴀᴍᴇ;; Yamato Kogamixxx
Aɢᴇ;; 18xxx
Sᴇx;; Malexxx
Iɴsᴛruᴍᴇɴᴛs;; Viola, Bassoon
Clᴀss;; Dxxx
Lᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ;; xxx
Tᴀɢs;; Open
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Yamato had already put his instruments, and belongings away in his room. He had gone through this for already two years, and believed it would be just another same-old year. Now, he talked with some of his friends from these previous years. Laughing and walking as they held simple conversations. Mostly about the summer break, or if he had gotten a girlfriend yet.. They'd often ask that due to there female friends being a bit nosy.

Yamato waved goodbye to his pals, and walked alone down the hall. Occasionally getting stopped by a few freshman looking for directions. Or even just to marvel about the school to him. This was probably calming some of the freshman's nerves though about coming here. And was grateful just to help a little bit.

He stood by one of the walls of the hallway, just a little ways away from the meeting ceremony destination. Occasionally talking with some other students.