Blogwarts School of Discussion and Forms

[GaySunLord]

FC is Marina

Name: MIBUKI RENATA!!!!

THE SONGWRITER!!!

Her hair, Usually in like, twenty buns on the back of her head
Her coffee, Milk and ten sugars
Her breakfast, Toast with jam
Her bag, stuffed with papers and small musical instruments
Her keyboard, on her back
Her vibes, checked
Her lemons, aided

More boring stuff, still about Mibuki

Gender: Female
Age: 17
House : (Rave)nclaw, obviously
Sexuality: Homosexual
Personality: Runs off of coffee and sugar, always ready to party, is told to chill out every three seconds, screams a lot. Radiates vine energy.
Tidbits: She is in quite a few fandoms, and is actually famous from writing fan songs.
What?: She's a walker. Strives to be able to change digital texts
History: She grew up with her mother and step-father, both of which were very kind and nurturing. They knew when to say no, and were kind of strict, but Mibuki knew they just cared about her. They helped her on her path, giving her tips on how to rhyme and such.
Quotes:

And he said "Oh my god, you look just like Shakira. No, no, you're Catherine Veta." Actually, my name's Markus
I am not a scene kid, I like lemons
I identify as lemons, my pronouns are Lemon/lemons
So bacically I am a child
I am going to drop kick you into the sun if you bash my waifu again
I'm not gay brandon
Oh boy, did someone actually slip on a banana?
Gimme lemons *grabby hands*
Did I stutter?
Tell them, Naegi
11037 is superior to 413 because it's higher thank you for coming to my Ted Talk
This isn't coffee it's the one thing keeping me alive
Did you say Chocolate?
I am going to make you sadder than Taka in chapter three

[GaySunLord]

Key= O-O: Neutral, OnO: Dislike, OuO: Friends, >~<:Crush, >u<:Love

The Author-Name: O-O

Stuff is way, way to go, go away

The Poet-Name: O-O

There will come a poet, whose weapon is his words

The Screenwriter-Name: O-O

Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir?

The Reader-Name: O-O

Instead of being sixteen and burning up a bible
That I am on your side, and that's furever, furever

The Roleplayer-Name: O-O

We all got a role to play, and you'll be filling yours one day
I live inside my own world of make Belive...

[Euthymios]

reserve forms....

[Spiritstar3]

could i reserve the Reader?

[seolar]

Hello! May I reserve the screenwriter?

[Aniki]

Hello there,
Since others have claimed spots, are there any left? I understand if not! The idea for the group is a rather clever one.

[Spiritstar3]

Idk where the owner is...I posted on 11 and got no reply

[Sojourner's Fray]

Hello! Sorry for the abscence, life got real busy and I didn't realise there was still interest in this.

If those who have reserved spots are still interested, I'm up to reviving it! You can post your forms in whatever format you'd like.

@Aniki - I believe the only position left is the Roleplayer, if you're interested in it!

@emohours.jpg and @sunhorse99 from the other thread - since you both requested the screenwriter within two days of each other and I don't like saying no to people, you can both have the role! We'll say that there was some glitch in the system and they accidentally accepted an extra person into the class.

[Spiritstar3]

OH, yes please
Gotta go find my picture I use a lot for different female characters

[Aniki]

Name: Oliver Scott Davis
Nickname: Ollie
Gender: Male
Age: 17
House: Rave
Height: 5'10"
Hair Color: Brown hair that always seems to be messy
Eye Color: Hazel
Role: The Roleplayer
Walker or Whisperer: Whisperer
Random Fact: Has a female dumbo ratnamed Resia as a pet.

Personality: Ollie is a happy go lucky sort of person now that he has more confidence in himself. He has a journal with character and world ideas that he carries with him at all times. He has a heart of gold, always wanting to help those around him. He has a sharp wit and always seems to have a quip ready to go. Once he gets an idea for something in his never ending role play, he loses track of time. It isn’t uncommon for him to work through the night without realizing it. Due to this Ollie isn’t a morning person. He can’t function until he has his coffee first.
]History: The only boy in the Davis family, Ollie tended to play by himself rather than playing with his two older sisters (he didn’t want to be their living doll). He loved creating stories with interesting characters to him they were real and that’s what mattered. He loved to listen to the stories of Wordsmiths that his grandmother would tell him. He loved the idea of being able to create places, people, and monsters. When Ollie turned six things started happening at home that his parents could never explain. It started when he wanted a puppy but was denied one. The next day a dog appeared at their backdoor. A dog with three eyes. The dog didn’t last long (Ollie grew tired of it) and soon disappeared but there was no denying that there was something special about Ollie.

Throughout his years of school Ollie did his best to hide his specialness. He kept a journal filled with creatures, places, and people he came up with. Whenever he was creating something new he would do his best to not put much thought into it. Just jotting down the very basics though there were still some slip ups.

After graduating from high school, his parents pushed him to apply to School of Wordcraft thinking that it would be the best place for him to be. They didn’t want to have to explain any more slip ups. When he was accepted they were thrilled. He was sorted into the (Rave)nclaw house and it was where he was told that he was a Whisperer.