[ Starryshore high ]-[ anime ]-[ Open, Accepting ]

[ayeo]

ＮＯＲＡ ♚ ＪＯＮＥＳ

______female✪ seventeen ✪ ehhhh *whispers* mamura *v* ✪ not open ✪ geek ✪ banana phone______

After a few moments of standing around, Nora felt a sickly chill run down her narrow spine. She only thought of it as a cold breeze blowing through - nothing more than that. What she did not expect was it to be a sneaky Mamura.

Screaming at the loud voice in her ear, she turned around and sent her fist in his direction. You would think her first reaction would be to run away - but no, not with Nora. She would much rather pummel whoever scared the lights out of the girl and beat their living soul from their body.

However, just merely an inch away from his charming face, she stopped. The frightened orangette stood there with her hand in the air, clenched into a fist and red from the pressure applied to it.

Then, a small chuckle formed at the tip of her tongue, and a smile curved the corner of her lips. She dropped her fists down to her side and eased them. "You're such a Jerk!" Nora yelled playfully, purposely running her body into his. "You scared me!"

[vaska]

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{Male}-{Sixteen}-{No Crush}-{Tags;None}-{Mood;Shy/Nervous}

Ryoshi heard his mom ask if he was going to a beach bash, he was sitting on the couch playing with his dogs, they were both Akita's named Elizabeth and Françoise, both were beautiful girls. He nodded. "Uh.. yeah, I think so." "Is Ryouko going?" His mother asked. "No, I don't think so. B-But I thought i'd still like to go, maybe I'll make another friend. If they don't stare at me.. that is." Ryoshi talked to his mother like they were pretty good friends, which they were. He stood up and walked into the kitchen, passing his mother he walked up the stairs and walked into his room. Digging for his swim-shorts. "Where did I put those...?" He mumbled to himself, digging in his dresser, his closet. Everything. Eventually he found them, they were simple, swim trunks that were red with a dark gray line up the side. Simple, ya'know? He walked into the bathroom and changed, but left his shirt on, so it just kinda looked like he was wearing really crazy colored shorts. He walked out the door and saw Ryouko standing in her regular clothes waiting for him to walk out. "Ryouko? Are you going?" He asked.
"Yeah," She replied simply, Ryoshi nodded, following behind her.

~~~~Some time of a walk later~~~~

Ryoshi arrived at the school beach, holding a small bag with his dry clothes and a towel in it, he smiled, the water was beautiful and looked really inviting! People were setting up the stage for singing, it all looked really cool! They had the limbo stick, tiki torches, it was pretty cool. He walked into the small boys locker room and opened a locker, tossing his bag in it, he put a padlock on it so no one could steal his things. He walked back outside and saw a volleyball net. "Heyheyhey! Ryou-" He looked around, his friend no where to be seen. Great. He shrugged and walked up to the volley ball net, no one was at it currently, but it sure looked fun. He looked at his shirt, he forgot to take it off. Great. He took it off, he was scrawny, frail looking and well, bony.

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[female}-{sixteen}-{No crush}-{Tagsnone}-{Mood:Relaxed.}

Ryouko grabbed her swimsuit and stuffed it in her black messenger bag. Re-tying the shoe laces on her boots, she walked out the door with only a wave to her roomate, Ringo; Ryouko actually lived on campus, but more often than not would stay at her parents, therefor she ends up walking with Ryoshi. She walked up the road, Ryouko walked on the roads not being in fear, but inflicting fear upon others. Ryouko has beat up so many gangs she's the one person some will avoid, Ryouko wasn't afraid of walking at night, or anything. She had a forcefield around her practically. She placed the back of her hand on her hip as she walked and tilted her head up, closing her eyes, she thought, she was tired. She'd been up all night studying to get ahead, Ryouko wanted to not do school for a couple of days. So she kept the pace up. Yawning, she opened her eyes and looked straight forward. After while she reached Ryoshi's house and stood there for a minute, and then he walked out. Looking at him as he spoke, she nodded. "Yeah," She replied with a slight sigh. And they began to walk.

~~~Weeee~~~

Once they reached the beach Ryouko watched Ryoshi walk into the men's locker room. And once he walked out, she walked into the girl's locker room. Tossing her bag in the locker she grabbed her swimsuit and changed. It was black with a blue stripe along the side, on both sides. A one piece, Ryouko found Bikini's annoying. Say a giant wave hit you, pffft. It's a terrible fate.
Kawaii desu Ryouko suit
She tied up her hair and slammed her locker shut.

Ryouko walked outside, bare feet. She walked out and looked around. Unsure what to do.

[Choptop]

{male}~{nineteen}~{Prince♔}~{pansexual}~{no crush/significant other}~{open}

An extremely tall, fit man paced back and forth in an anxious manner,
humming in ponder as he pressed a thumb and index finger to his chin, rubbing away.
He was deciphering whether or not it would be smart to attend the so-called 'Beach Bash' that was currently being held
at his new High-School--or, Hell.

He was lacking his usual everyday Demonic abilities and dark sorcery, which troubled him deeply. He couldn't even transform into his eye-capturing, unique Sword-Spirit form which came off as..problematic.

Ghirahim groaned, drooping his singular, still-in-tact elven ear out of stress, eyes dropping contently.
His decorative bags were already packed to the fullest, so he was certainly prepared. However, was he ready to socialize
with a bunch of..worthless, unworthy strangers and put on a fake smile was the question. Ah, supposively it would be 'healthy'
for him to try to make amends with a few indivuduals. Who knows? Some might be at least semi-decent.

Sighing out of distress, a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as he trudged out the door of his hotel (he couldn't access
his personal stronghold from the current alternate dimension) with an unusual bit of hesitation.

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When he had arrived by foot, (oh, how he missed the lazy route of teleportation) Ghirahim
froze up at the site of the buzzing, busy crowds of chowing-down, chattering humans. There were groups who decided
to read a nice novel, some who were splashing and frolicking about in the water, and others who were partying hardcore.

It wasn't that he was nervous--what was there to be worried about? He was an absolutely flawless, stunning male Demon, so
there was nothing to be self-conscious about--but it was the mere fact that he had to attempt to be even remotely civil
for once in his lifetime.
Swallowing hard, he shifted down a small slope of sand, shimmying over to a private changing room. He had remembered
his designer-exclusive, tailored to his own form swimming trunks as well, because he was always elated to
show off his exquisite physique.
A few minutes later on, he returned; shirtless and clad in white diamond-print beach shorts lined with rhombus, skin-revealing
cutouts.

[---biologically male, identifies as female ;; twenty ;; Doll❀ ;; transgender + homosexual ;; no crush/lover ;; open---]

Grell pranced in circles, giggling uncontrollably while swinging around a crude
ragdoll that held a suspicious, striking resemblance to the black-clad butler named 'Sebastian Michaelis'.
The Shinigami grinned while revealing shark-like teeth, smooching the plush on the forehead eagerly before flopping
out on the bed.

"Ah, a beach party! How absolutely lovely! I just know that I will meet my Prince Charming there, I just know it!"

Grell exclaimed, hair messily splayed out onto the comforter-draped mattress, smiling from ear-to-ear like the
Cheshire cat.

Grell had recently done her makeup to an absolute perfection, and had been readying herself all morning for such a rare, exciting
event. She had even bought a new bikini to impress a few boys!

It wasn't before long that she had made an arrival at the 'Beach Bash', twirling around in a skimpy crimson bikini with
a dark gray, see-through skirt layer that is removable.
A sigh spilled from her lips as she loosened her hair-tie, strutting over to a group of people in her thin stilettos.

[starrine]

ehhhh *whispers* mamura *v* ✪ banana phone______

{{ omg so done }}

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мαle ;; prιɴce ;; ѕeveɴтeeɴ ;; ɴo crυѕн ;; opeɴ / ɴoт opeɴ

Mamura's eyes widened as a fist sped at an uncomfortable speed towards his face. He broke into a fit of laughter as she yelled at him, shielding himself as she rammed into him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was too tempting!" He chuckled, leaning backwards. "Maybe I can beg for your forgiveness.. after you help me build a sandcastle?" He suggested, lifting a brow and grinning at her as he backed away. He pointed towards the sand a bit further away from the other people, where a few buckets poked out of the ground.

Mamura wasn't that much into swimming, but if someone requested it, he probably would. But for now, building a sandcastle sounded like fun, especially with so much sand and seashells to work with. His eyes almost glimmered with determination at the thought of buildng the coolest sandcastle.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX ➳ yαтo ѕαѕαĸι

мαle ;; loɴer ;; eιɢнтeeɴ ;; ɴo crυѕн ;; opeɴ / ɴoт opeɴ

Yato laid on his bed, eyes narrowed as he thought over the days' events. "Yato? Aren't you going to the beach party today?" He could hear his mother call from the other room. He thought about it for a moment; everyone had been talking about it earlier that day, but.. He hadn't really considered going until now. It was better than just sitting around. "... I guess." "Want me to drive you? "No thanks. I'll walk," Yato told his mom, getting up and getting ready. After he changed clothes and ate, he walked out the door, arriving at the beach a few long moments later. His light gaze briefly scanned the surrounding students, and he walked towards the water, casually tossing his shirt and phone into the sand by some rocks. He walked into the water, sinking in until he could put his shoulders underneath. His hair was still tied up, and didn't quite touch the water.
He was still bored, but.. Better than nothing.

[open]

[ayeo]

Nora breathed steadily through her nose, eyes narrowed and hands placed ever so gently on her hips. She stared at Mamura, thinking If whether she should help him out with the sand castle, or yell at him some more.

However, the determined look he had on convinced the orangette to give in. "Fine then." She said with a playful smirk, blushing a tad. "But I will get you back!"

{{ sorry, but I'm on mobile so posts won't be long~ ;n; }}

[Vixen Luo]

"Beach Bash, huh....?" Yuri's brow quirked slightly as he recalled the flyer and the announcement given to students, beckoning them to come, and so, with Judith's....'convincing' skills[really, she likely just threatened him in the most innocent way], he had given in and was currently striding through the warm sand with his silky black hair tied back in a high tail, swaying and rippling about in the wind. He wore a pair of simple black trunks, a violet and lavender button-down opened completely and clinging loosely to his shoulders as if trying to hold on for dear life, exposing his chest.
He didn't consider himself totally-ripped, but he knew for a fact that he was not soft-bellied. Perhaps a few muscle-tones here and there, but nothing major...anyway, he kept himself in such a way for his own consideration, no one else. It didn't really mean much to him what others thought, and he made this quite obvious sometimes. Yawning, he slowly ran his gray eyes across the beach, spotting many people but deciding not to approach for now; they appeared to be in their own crowds, after all....

;;Yuri Lowell;;Male;;18;;Homosexual;;Loner;;On the Beach[with no one; open];;

;;I will make a post for Judith when my computer decides to stop lagging oh so lazily ;u;

[momo.]

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With a book clutched in his hand, Genji concentrated intently into the pages of Communication 101 (a beginner's guide), and even wrote notes into his notepad to familiar himself with the do's and don'ts of staring up a conversation. His right arm hugged his knees against his bare chest, hands occasionally dipping into the bag of chips by his side. He was satisfied with his small body fitting comfortably under the little shade his umbrella gave, as he took a sip of his pineapple punch, and wiped the condensation sticking to his hand against his pink and green swimming trunks. After finishing a chapter, he drank the last of his punch and packed his stuff into his bag. Genji then walked to the lockers only a few metres away to store away his belongings. As he exited, he stared at the vast sea and breathed in the salty breeze, taking a little scan across the large strip of sand to spot familiar faces. He felt the sudden urge to socialise although didn't know who was right person to approach, so instead he occupied himself by staring at the little crabs scurrying across the sandy floor.

[vaska]

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{Male}-{Sixteen}-{No Crush}-{Tags;None}-{Mood;Shy/Nervous}

Ryoshi looked around, Maybe he'd play volley ball, then again his social skills stood at a zero. So that's maybe a bad idea. Maybe he could find that girl he met, her name was.. Judith, right? Yeah, she was really nice, and surprising since the dolls were all pretty mean. He walked up to the water and sat down for a second, the movement from the water actually pushed him onto his back and then his neck, allowing him to quickly fall onto his back, the water pushed him back again. These were some heavy duty waves and he couldn't get up fast enough! Once he stood up finally, he laughed. Even though it was kinda scary, it was still pretty fun, the waves were huge, some were five feet tall! Those were further back where he was to short to stand, but someone taller, like Ryouko or.. maybe Ryouko was a bit to short, but someone taller could definitely stand there, and they'd go hecka far if they were body surfing! He moved a piece of hair out of his face, revealing both eyes for a minute.
[Openo!]

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{female}-{sixteen}-{No crush}-{Tags;none}-{Mood:Relaxed.}

Ryouko was completely un-comfortable, she rarely wore her swimsuit, swimsuits were a pain, you have to dry them after getting them wet and her hair always looked like a family of squirrels were living in her hair after swimming. She took a few steps forward and looked at the umbrellas, volley ball, there was alot to do. Placing her hand on her hip she looked around; People, all of which were somewhat familiar. Ryouko looked around, maybe someone would body surf with her, or do that thing with the 'mini' surf boards you throw yourself of and the water pushes you across the ocean, that's pretty fun. Ryouko walked up to a 'shack/stand' and took a boogie board. She put the strap around her wrist and walked out near the water, the warm water felt good on her feet, since the sand was so hot. She walked out in the water slowly, it cold a bit colder as the water rose.
[Open!]

[vaska]

[Bump.. e.o]

[ayeo]

{{ woahh. its been a while since I last posted on here.
sorry about that sugar! }}