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my highschool angel - remake -

Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:27 am

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the plot

Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:28 am

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THE PLOT
high school isn't the most easiest thing in the world, with the bullies and the people who judge. well, at brighton high there is a group of four girls that choose four boys that are upset, alone, and depressed or they might even be hiding it. these four boys have no idea about what's going on as a girl suddenly starts talking to them and somehow they make there lives better and more happy. with the group of girls and the guys start to fall for each other, so will this project help them find true love or ruin both of there lives by hurting each of them.
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there are zero males open
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the rules

Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:29 am

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THE RULES
-this is high semi-lit, please post two paragraphs with each having 5 lines and up.
-you may have two characters, one male and one female but I will be playing two males.
-hell and damn are okay, others shouldn't be said.
-reservations only last for eight hours.
-don't whine or fight in ooc.
-try to post at least once a day, I want this to be active but I understand if you have a family crisis or something.
-your characters aren't perfect.
-read site rules
-no self-harming or suicidal characters, they are just depressed but they may have history of that.
-the girls are happy and the boys are upset, not the other way around.
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the characters

Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:33 am

THE CHARACTERS


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the funny one
played by: eskimo
paired with the muse popular.
the funny girl is _______, and she has always been noticing the popular boy that has been quiet for way to long. ever since she was a little girl she had the power of making people laugh at stupid jokes of hers and she was always with other people at all times. she has been best friends with the other three since she was a young girl and she currently is hoping to make the muse popular boy laugh, and she's willing to try anything to see him smile and be happy like her and her group of friends.
best friend : the free one
enemy : the lonely bad boy

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the smart one
played by: run & hide
paired with: the lonely bad boy.
the smart gal, she is _______ and has been looking over at the bad boy at her school who always gets in trouble. one day she saw him crying and now she wants to help him so he isn't so lonely as she can tell by the way he acts and the faces he makes when he is alone. ever since she was younger she was like the outcast in the four best friends group and knows what it's like to be lonely. so hopefully she can get this bad boy back up on his feet, laughing and of course smiling like he used to when he was younger.
best friend : the funny one
enemy : the bipolar new kid

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the rich one
played by: maya,
paired with: the upset joker.
the rich girlie, she is Kaitylyn Kyle and has been watching the joker as it has been playing pranks and bullying the other kids at school. as of one day she actually saw him talking to himself and saying bad things about himself, she was upset and wanted to help. she's chosen him since she knows that sometimes it's terrible with all eyes on you and having to be perfect so others will notice. so can she help him be a happy and laughable joker again as he was a couple of years ago.
best friend : the smart one
enemy : the muse popular

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the free one
played by: breebree99
paired with: the bipolar new kid.
the free chick, she is rebecca cleverwood and has never been listening to anyone since I guess you could say she is the wild child with rebel blood in her. she's been watching the new kid and has noticed that he has some mood swings and gets bullied for it, she's chosen him and now wants to try and make him a bit more confident with himself since she used to not be confident with her own self. will she make him a happy and confident boy or will he just be the same new kid.
best friend : the rich one
enemy : the upset joker

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the muse popular
played by: revenge.
paired with: the funny one.
the muse popular, he is jaycee kirfin and has always been quiet for most of his life besides when he was in elementary but once he started junior high he was never heard from again but is still as popular as ever with his good looks and how he skateboards. there is a reason that he is quiet, but can someone ever find out what secret and reasons there are. is he afraid, is he scared, why won't he talk anymore and is skateboarding an escape. can the funny girl help him?
best friend : the bipolar new kid
enemy : the rich one

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the lonely bad boy
played by: cheesy pizza
paired with: the smart one.
the lonely bad boy, he is _______ and is usually seen alone or at least with some boys that have completely ignored him ever since he tried to be there friend. he has never been quite so lonely and now it's starting to get to him, he's starting to blame things on himself and starting to take anger out on people he doesn't even know. he is mostly seen doing graffiti on walls, it is something he shouldn't be doing but it helps him. can the smart one help him know that he isn't alone although he feels like it?
best friend : the muse popular
enemy : the funny one

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the upset joker
played by: run & hide
paired with: the rich one.
the upset joker, he is ________ and is usually a happy go lucky person but when he is alone he lets his emotions pour out as he talks to himself and talks about how he is a bad person and his bad qualities when really he is someone that makes everyone happy. apparently making everyone happy with some few mistakes, can take a harsh toll on someone who has had something bad happen to them in the past. can the rich one tell him that he doesn't have to be the perfect joker and help him understand?
best friend : the lonely bad boy
enemy : the free one

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the bipolar new kid
played by: revenge.
paired with: the free one.
the bipolar new kid, he is jordyn callasco and is usually seen talking to a couple of people and asking questions about the school since he doesn't quite understand everything. he doesn't have the most sturdy emotions in the world as he is bipolar and so he is teased for it, but with a history of having health problems this makes him feel rather stupid and now has a mixture of feelings all together that he and no one else can understand. can the free one help him feel not so cramped up and help him feel a bit more out there instead of keeping everything inside?
best friend : the upset joker
enemy : the smart one
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the weather

Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:33 am

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THE WEATHER

it is currently autumn, it is currently lightly raining at the degrees of sixty three outside. today it is Wednesday at three in the afternoon so school is out and the high school kids are currently wandering around the small town and meeting up with friends while the four girls or guardian angels are looking for there lovely boy that needs help.
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Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:34 am

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Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:34 am

reserved, just in case.
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Postby Smite » Sun Oct 27, 2013 10:40 am

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forgotten
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I’ve forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won’t escape me
But why should I care

There’s a place so dark you can’t
see the end
Skies cock back and shock that
which can’t defend
The rain then sends dripping /
an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of
suggestion
Then with the eyes shut /
looking thought the rust and rot
And dust / a small spot of
light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted
world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its
dark again

In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up

Moving all around / screaming of
the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual
sound
The wheels go round and the
sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and
concrete
A little piece of paper with
a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the
wind is gone
The memory now is like the
picture was then
When the paper’s crumpled up it
can’t be perfect again

In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up

Now you got me caught in the act
You bring the thought back
I’m telling you that
I see it right through you

In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
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oh jordyn carllasco, the eighteen year old new kid that is bipolar, he found out that he was bipolar when he was twelve as he had many mood swings and other signs that was a signal that he was bipolar as that was what his therapist had told him after a couple of sessions as they got to know each other better and she observed him. jordyn was born on may on the fourteenth, he has two little sisters that are twins and ar currently fourteen being both born on September fourth. as jordyn grew up with these two sisters, he was always the one left out and wasn't the child that was spoiled and it was never like that unlike his two sisters who were spoiled as if they were as rich as the president. as jordyn grew up this way, he became a more reserved and started to have many anxiety attacks as he was growing up, he had an anxiety attack when he was fourteen in math and had started to have a hard time breathing...it is currently unknown if whether he has any health issues besides having 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under the gun
She's got her halo and wings
Hidden under his eyes
But she's an angel for sure
She just can't stop telling lies
But it's too late for his love
Already caught in a trap
His angel's kiss was a joke
And she is not coming back

Because heaven sends
and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now

Yeah she's got a criminal mind
He's got a reason to pray
His life is under the gun
He's got to hold every day

Now he just wants to wake up
Yeah, just to prove it's a dream
Cause she's an angel for sure
But that remains to be seen

Because heaven sends
and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now

Stupid on the streets of London
James Dean in the rain
Without her it's not the same
The same, the same,
but it's alright

Because heaven sends
and heaven takes
Crashing cars in his brain
Keep him tied up to a dream
And only she can set him free
And then he says to me

Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now
Kill me now, kill me now,
kill me now, kill me now
Again and again
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Re: my highschool angel - open - remake -

Postby diana. » Sun Oct 27, 2013 11:58 am

      Aɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʜ I'ᴍ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ
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      Mᴇ, I'ᴍ ᴀ sᴄᴇɴᴇ, I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ
          I'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴅᴀᴍɴ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇɴ

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Nᴀᴍᴇ: This girl's name is Kaitlyn Kyle but you can just call her Kait or K. The origin of the name is from an Irish and English and it means pure or chaste.

Aɢᴇ & Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: Kaitlyn is eighteen years old and is soon going to be nineteen in may. Her birthday is on may fourth.

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Kaitlyn is obviously a girl unless you can't see that. If you can't, then you seriously have a problem there.

Hᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Her hair color is blonde.

Eʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ: Kait's eyes are an ocean blue shade which sometimes become pale if she is feeling sad or angry which happens a lot.

Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ: Kaitlyn is 5'8 and she weighs 94 pounds.

Bᴏᴅʏ Mᴏᴅɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴs: Kaitlyn has ear piercings that go all the way up to the top of her ears. She also has a belly button piercing and she has a few tattoos. She has a bird tattoo on her wrist and an infinity tattoo at the back of her neck.

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Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Kaitlyn is very tight and stubborn but in reality she is carefree and loves to party. She is also very self conscious of people and she hides her true feelings behind snarky and sarcastic remarks. Kaitlyn absolutely hates school and likes to go to the beach. She is sometimes very practical and smart but that only happens rarely. She is also very snobbish, spoiled, and greedy and loves to make fun of the lower people. But the actual truth behind her is something that she never wants to reveal. She keeps her feeling closed up in a jar and never leaks them. But there is only one boy that makes her feel like she is safe from all the harm and the bad things in the world.

Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: Kaitlyn had a very normal life when she was little. She won a lot of pageants and used to model before she moved. She previously lived in Los Angeles but when she was fourteen, her brother died in an accident and her personality from the sweet, caring girl completely changed. She learned never to trust anyone ever again and she usually stayed locked up in a room. Now she acts like she's the queen because she does not want to ever open up her true feelings. She is hiding behind a mask. Because of her parents being very rich, she has a lot of paparazzi always after her and she has to go to other countries for meetings and other things.

Lɪᴋᴇs: Kaitlyn likes a lot of things and one of them is boys. She loves to flirt and you will usually find her with a boy somewhere in town. She likes to also play the guitar and read books but no one knows that about her because she keeps it a secret. She also likes heights and loves planes. Kaitlyn also finds cats and rabbits very cute and has one of her own.

Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: Kait honestly despises her own self. She thinks that she doesn't deserve to live when her brother died in the car crash when she was right there with him. After all, it was her own fault he died. She also now has a phobia of blood and pretty much any injury. She also hates bugs and can't stand them anywhere. Even if they are a few feet away.

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Cʀᴜsʜ: Haha, no. Kaitlyn liked a boy before but she never admitted it. Usually she is the one that is being crushed on and not the other way around. She won't admit it but she has a huge crush on the upset joker.

Tᴜʀɴ ᴏɴs & ᴏғғs: Kaitlyn usually find blonde boys very attractive but she has nothing against brunettes or black haired guys either. It's just that she would prefer it that way. She also doesn't like boys that are too muscular but if they are just fit, she is fine with that.
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Re: my highschool angel - the funny girl open - remake -

Postby Heda » Mon Oct 28, 2013 1:24 am

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Name: Rebecca Althea Cleverwood.

"Ok I hate my last name it just doesn't really go with my first name well thats what i think, I don't tell anyone my middle name at all. I was named after my grandmother and great grandmother. Rebecca means nothing, well from what I know and Althea is Roman but I have no idea what that means ether to tell you the truth I could careless. The last name is my mothers mostly because theres like no Cleverwood's in this world so my dad aloud it, plus theres a hundred McLean's."


Gender: Girl.

"Well I was told I was a girl,female,woman (however you want to say it) since I was born. If you can't see it then you need some glasses my friend."


Birthday And Age: 18, born December 31.

"I am 18, my birthdays on December 31, yep New Years. At least when I'm old I'll be celebrating, I don't do much for my b-day. Ever since I was little most of my friends couldn't come because it was New Years. I don't like celebrating anyway for some reason so it works."


Weight And Height: She is 5.5 and weighs 118 pounds.

"Well what a great thing to ask a girl, well I'm 5.5. I'm not short I would say there are a few girls that are taller then me but I'm not too too short I'm in the middle. As for weight I'm 118, it doesn't bother me to tell people that, I'm not shy about it. I don't look fat so if I don't look fat then whats there to hide? I wouldn't really care anyway actually."


Eye Color: Greyish blue.

"Well I'm pretty sure my eyes are a light blue with some grey not sure, I see them as blue others see the as grey and blue."


Hair Color: Blonde

"I'm a blonde, maybe dirty blonde it all depends on the season really, but I am not ditzy so don't pull that blonde stuff on me. I sometimes dye my hair black or brown, I'm not a fan of my hair color, all the the time."


Body Modification: She has two tattoos.

"I have on on my wrist it is Yin and Yang. Not sure why I got it mostly because I was making my dad mad by getting another tattoo but I have always liked it. Then I have a forever tattoo in Chinese on my hip. I got it because I liked it and thats that."

Personality:

Rebecca is a bit sarcastic, she gets sarcastic when she gets mad or annoyed and usually when she's late for class and the teacher tells her off. She likes being smart, too smart. "Smart butt" you would say. She does it to get on peoples nerves and because its who she is. She gets annoyed easily and can flip out in a snap, if anyones hurts someones he cares for she will protect them no matter what, she isn't afraid to get into fights ether. She is a rebel and everyone knows that, she will do anything she's not suppose to do and will do it for sure if she's told not to. She loves to laugh and joke around with people she likes, she isn't afraid to be silly and make funny faces. She can be real sweet and caring to those she loves and she loves listening and talking to others. She is really good at understanding things too.

She doesn't like to show her emotion mostly because it makes her feel weak when people know her good side and about her feelings. Other then her tuff rebel side she can be a fun person to be around.


History:

"Well nothing really, I grew up in a nice house with my proper father and proper mother with my proper siblings. We all had to be proper and perfect, I didn't want to be something that I was not. Now I can be proper but I like to be wild and free I guess, which my parents hate. I never liked it in our house I was the one who was looked down on and I use to care and get upset about it but now I could careless, I figured it was going to be like that for awhile so I just ignored it. When I got my first tattoo my father had a fit, it was surprisingly funny to watch. Then I got my second one just because he didn't want me to have another one. They didn't talk to me for two months.

When I turned 18 they bought me my own two story house which I don't even need. I think they got it because they wanted me out of the house but what do I know but it's nice to have. I like the alone time its nice, I'm thinking of having room mates but I'm not sure yet.

When I was 17 I got caught trespassing at an old factory, I was dared so I did it. The police happened to be around that night and found me they took me to the police station. They called my parents and they left me there for two nights so I would "learn my lesson." Thats a big lie of course well I didn't talk to them for awhile when I got out. Oh like to sing and play guitar but not in front of people, I've been told I was good but I just don't like doing it in front of others. So theres not much of my history thats dramatic I don't like dramatic things so there you go my exciting life."

Likes: Rebecca likes dogs,horses, boys, music. She has always been a fan of music since she was little, she likes boys like most girls do and she likes people who are willing to open up and have a bit of fun and if they are too shy she is willing to help them open up and have some fun with her. She loves the color green and likes going for walks on trails,she likes to spend most of her time outside . Rebecca is pretty laid back and is fine with mostly anything.

Dislikes: Well theres only a few.

"I'm not a fan of dramatic people or things, it gets on my nerves or rich snobs. I'm not a fan of the rich people well I only like the one I'm friends with. I do not like the color yellow and I hate plan food I like food with spice. Oh and I do not like jocks that much but I usually hide my dislikes, I'm not picky so thats it."


Crush: She does like the new boy but she isn't sure if she wants to show it.

"Ha! Crush. Thats funny, even if I had one I wouldn't tell anyone. I did have a crush on a few guys but there the past and this is the future. I don't have a crush at all a 100% true......well 99.9% true."

Actually 0% true.


Turn Ons And Turn Offs: She isn't a fan of blonde boys mostly because she lives in a blonde family and every blonde boy she has ever met or dated was a jerk but not saying she couldn't like one. She could care less if they have muscles or not, "If I like you and you like me and we get along well then you're fine just the way you are." She likes boys with blue or green eyes but she is fine with any colour.
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