RP School Thread - Students Only/Closed

[Jenjo]

((Great! You guys can start! Savannah starts out, so please remember to stay in turn ^^))

[the force awakens.]

((What about me? I still need to do a couple of edits, sorry!))

[Jenjo]

((That's okay ^^ You keep editing~))

[christa renz]

((Sorry for taking so long to post this! D: School sort of got in the way.))

Shoal stood outside of the familiar building, gazing up at the deep brown silhouette of its arched roof against the cloudless blue sky. It had been a long time in coming, but here she was, about to begin the first day of her final school year. She stepped over the threshold with a resigned sigh. The shadow of the building fell over her and she blinked for a good few moments, trying to regain her bearings as she also gathered her thoughts.
While the previous few years had been exciting new adventures, Shoal was having a hard time getting excited for this particular term. She had heard tell of battles and, well, she wasn't exactly suited for combat. She could barely walk down a hallway without injury. Still, it was the final year, and many even more interesting adventures awaited her. Not to mention more swimming. Perhaps she could find a way to bring the combat underwater, to her territory? Tugging the corners of her mouth up in what was slowly becoming a genuine smile--Shoal had always believed that merely physically smiling helped make you happier--she hurried forward into the dimly lit hallway before her.
Light green books clutched tightly to her orange-flower-emblazoned chest and strands of sandy hair trailing behind her, the brightly-clothed girl was a startling contrast to the dim surroundings of metal lockers and mahogany walls. Unfortunately, in her haste to find her first class before the bell rang, Shoal was not devoting enough of her attention to her surroundings. Combined with her already quite terrible eyesight, this made for a potentially dangerous combination.
Sure enough, she rammed directly into a young man in a dull brown cloak. He had been standing virtually statue-still next to an equally desaturated gray locker (though he would have been visible enough to the average person) and Shoal had not even noticed he was there. Her world flipped and blurred as she tumbled to the ground, books scattering across the floor like so many pale green leaves. However, her priorities were elsewhere. Hands flying to the bandages at her neck to make sure her gills hadn't been injured, she babbled a rushed apology. "I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you there, are you okay, oh no, I really didn't mean to run into you!"

[aiu]

Eponymous's head swirled with so many thoughts that he was quite surprised that his head didn't explode. First of all, it was his last school year; time to start thinking of the feature, but honestly, he had no clue what he was going to do in life. He just wanted to help people, and that was that. It turned out that it was much harder to help people when you didn't have a job. The second thing on his mind was his 'grandfather', but he wasn't sure that really counted since he was always on his mind. Then there was his power. Illusions. Yeah... not really very helpful most the time. Besides, he really wasn't great at understanding it either. Illusions seemed to mess with his brain as well. Finally, there was the girl that had just run into him and fallen over. Apparently, he was also very lousy at paying attention. He made a wild grab for her as she fell, but to no avail, since he had been knocked back a couple of inches as well. The girl was about 15, maybe 16, with blonde hair that was covering her face and cast around her neck. She seemed in a rush as she patted the cast, then murmured an quick apology. Eponymous crossed over in front of the girl and started to gather up her books. "Sorry, Madame. Perhaps I should pay more attention," he said as a duplicate of him held out a hand to help her up, not that it would really help; they were just smoke. He placed the things he had gathered steadily on the ground and stood. He extended his arm to help the lady up. The duplicate quickly disappeared into him.

[aiu]

((Um. Can I bump?))

[christa renz]

((I think Star in the Sky is next, should someone notify her? :/ I would hate for this RP to die again when it's barely started. And yeah, I'd like to know if we're allowed to bump as well c:))

[the force awakens.]

((Sorry guys. I am on.))
Ashley walked through the doors of Holly Valley. She revisualized her first day of her first year. She was a younger student at Holly Valley. And I still am, Ashley thought. At least Ashley didn't fail any previous years at the school. Ashley thought about what her year would be in a short description. For now, it was unkouwn.
Ashley invisioned Independent Life, or to Ashley's parents, "Ashley's Dumb, Dull, Noneventful Dreamland." Independent Life was based on a song she heard her first year at Holly Valley. It was officially her theme song after that occurance. But, she invisioned her future. The term had just started, but it would go by fast. She hoped so. Ashley flew into the building.

[christa renz]

((This post is half bump for Zenyatta, half I drew Shoal if any of you want a more concrete reference as to what she looks like beyond the written description :D http://openparenthesis.deviantart.com/#/d50ee3c))

[Caskett]

((Love your Shoal! And also, sorry about the wait- I decided on some major edits for my character. And, since I already typed it all up, she's riding the city bus to Holley Valley, not a school bus. And the city bus totally stops at a school.))

Today was the day. Everything was focused, it seemed to Jayden, on this singular point in time: the first day of the last year of high school. For her, the only way to get ready was to obsess over the first impression outfit. Weeks before leaving to go to back to Holly Valley, best friend Mallory and little sister Lyra had spent all afternoon with Jayden, picking the top, bottoms, shoes, accessories, makeup, and everything else. It had been so much fun, and even though they were preparing her for the move again, it let Jayden forget, just for a little while, about moving away from her family and best friend and sister for another entire year.Checking her reflection in the bus window, which gave her pale skin a mottled-with-dirt image, she went over her makeup. She wasn't wearing much on her head or face, a little bit of powders to make her seem less pale, and some plum colored sunglasses with tiny rhinestones on the end. For a shirt, she had chosen a sheer pink flowery blouse over a light blue tank-top, and jean shorts. Her shoes were black lace ballet flats which she had gotten as a going away present from Mallory. In her choices she felt confident, and no one would tell Jayden that she wasn't going to be queen bee here, power people school or not.

The bus inched along the last few feet of concrete and let out a steamy grunt before pulling to a halt. Slinging her purple and white checkered backpack over her shoulder, Jayden took a deep breath and stood up, waiting for her turn to get into the narrow aisle way and climb down the metal steps. Once she had gotten out of the bus, she brushed her chocolate hair over her shoulder and opened the heavy door into the school's main building; she refused to let its massive brown brick walls and endless trophy cases intimidate her. It was cold inside and Jayden shivered, wishing that she had some sort of cardigan to cover her goose-bumped arms. Mile-long rows of lockers filled her vision, and a central staircase painted in school colors-(( Jenjo?))- led up to something looking like a library or maybe another floor of classrooms. Every wall was covered in cheesy "inspirational" posters and Jayden made a mental note of the water fountain just to her left. She had no idea where to go, but there seemed to be a person up ahead.

Jayden walked towards him, wondering if it was a good idea to ask this guy directions. He seemed pretty... intimidating. Dark brown hair fell over his face, just a little, and she noticed his tattoo over an entire shoulder.
"Excuse me..?" she trailed off, not sure how to talk to this guy. "Do you know where I should go?"
Power people are stranger than I thought!