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Forum Games / Re: Get through the Alphabet before an admin/mod posts!
« on: February 01, 2014, 08:46:37 pm »
B (...or E? Unsure of where we are at exactly)

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Forum Games / Re: Get through the Alphabet before an admin/mod posts!
« on: December 29, 2013, 03:48:26 pm »
D

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Forum Games / Re: Get through the Alphabet before an admin/mod posts!
« on: December 27, 2013, 03:47:49 pm »
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He and Aaron traveled down the halls until they approached large black doors of the Auditorium. Voices where hushed when they pushed through and all eyes fell on them when the teacher turned trailing on her last sentence. Of course it was no other but Mrs McKinney who's face automatically fell into a scowl at the duo who had partially interrupted her class. He rolled his eyes at her snide remarks and followed Aaron down the row of empty seats. Mrs McKinney continued on, her words like a boring drone to most who sat in the Auditorium. Matt found himself to drift off when he stared at the high ceilings or the empty stage ahead, so as hard as it was he forced himself to focus on Mrs McKinney's first of the term lecture.

"You're joking." Matt flipped through the paper packet that would soon become the script. He let it drop to the floor and threw his hands up in disbelief. "There's like 50 lines on each page." He leaned over to look at what page Aaron was open to, but the senior was caught up with a game on his phone. Not even wanting to bother, he leaned on his hands and kicked his legs out in front of him. "Dude, was this an elective?" He turned his head to Aaron trying to remember if he even filled something out or not for this class. "'Cause I sure as hell did not pick this class." Matt usually went for the less effort classes but he didn't couldn't quite understand what he was doing in Drama. With a final sigh of frustration he flopped onto his back covering his face with his hands. What a year this was going to be.

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Sunshine was plastered on the rustling teen's face as rubbed his tired face staring at the bland ceiling of his dorm. It was a relief to be away from home, as you could practically always taste the tension in the air. His sister had left as well, being in some dorm within the school also not able to stand their parents. With all children gone, he hoped his parents would enjoy the emptiness of the house, but worse of all he doubted they even really noticed their absence. Matt pulled himself out of bed wordlessly, Pulling up the shades to the room getting a full dosage of sun. He squinted hard watching small figures walk around aimlessly through the school grounds. The early risers had already begun their day, as Matt wondered into the dorm bathroom to shower and change into a pale grey henley short sleeved shirt and dark slim jeans that were one of his favorite pairs. Winking at himself in the mirror he exited the bathroom and started stuffing his bag with required items.

Several moments after his phone buzzed on the small oak side table top beside his bed making him sigh in annoyance as his he felt his body move towards it, slow fingers grasped the black mobile device.Forgetting to check who it was he shoved the phone against his ear and greeted the other end of the line with a gruff tone. "Hey bro, get down here will yah? Got this kid hanging over the dumpster." The heavy voice of Drew filled his morning sensitive ears as he was already beginning to hustle out of the door. Matt grabbed his bag and pushed his keys into his pocket while pulling a casual black leather jacket over his shoulders before leaving his dorm for the day. "Yeah, yeah. 'Course you do. Look, see you around man." Without waiting for a response he hung up the phone and headed through the heavy glass doors to the High School. He was far too tired to bother with the boys today, as he leaned against his claimed locker tripping a few students here and their as they walked by.

"Mr. Jefferson, I don't suppose your just going to stand their and not help a student." Matt rolled his eyes as the shrill voice of the principal filled his ears. He stepped away from his locker to lean over and pick up the notebook the fell from the boy's arms when he had tripped him. He shoved it back into the folds of the student's arms, even sarcastically dusting his shirt off. "Sorry, buddy." Matt patted him on the back as a few popular girls in the background snickered, huddling together pointing fingers. The boy was quick to disappear from the scene turning the corner and making his way into a room. "Better. But not what was right." The stern principal before him arched a brow holding his hand in front of the teen as he had been observing his mouth. A reluctant Matthew discarded the gum from his mouth as it landed in the palm of the teacher. "I expect a proper apology to your fellow student." Turning on his heels he headed down towards his office leaving Matt to lean against the locker again. "Yeah okay," he muttered sarcastically watching the sea of students flood by.

>Shirt
>Jacket
>Pants & Shoes

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Name: Matthew Michael Jefferson
Nick-Name: 'Matt', Any nicknames are accepted.
Age: 18 Years Old
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 6ft - 185 lbs
Year: Senior
Social Group: Populars
House/Dorm: Dorm #15
Roommate: Open.
Occupation: Works as an assistant to his Mixed Martial Arts Instructor.
Appearance: At the height of six feet and weight of one hundred eighty-five pounds, Matt is a tall standing bulky guy. His hair is straight and short, being a smooth brown color on the edge of being a dark brown color. He has very deep blue-hazel eyes, that always seem to have a bit a mischievous sparkle to them. His face is lean, heart shaped-ish with a strong chin,  the cheekbones are noticeable, and full lips that always hold a bit of a smirk. Medium sized, lowish eyebrows with rounded eyes that sit at an angle. Matt has a strong muscular upper body, with a bit of an eight pack. Strong medium sized arms that could be gentle, but at the same time dangerous. Strong lean legs that give him good use in sports. Somewhat Pale skin that has a tanned glow to it.

Personality: Matt has a light stoic attitude that is often a mask for his pure heart. He may seem like a jerk, but he's really a nice guy once people get past the wall he's built up over the years. Being neglected and overlooked most of his life, he has trouble keeping his anger bottled in and showing his true emotions. He is known to start a lot of fights because sometimes even the little things can get him upset, which has landed him in a frequent visitor state with the principle. His true friends know he's pretty fun to be around always wanting to 'get the energy going' and quite the outgoing person. He likes putting his more shy friends on spot just for the laughs but would never do it if he knew they'd be uncomfortable with it.

Traits: Daredevil - Hot Headed - Athletic - Outgoing - Flirty

Strengths: Anything involving physical endurance or stamina will come across to him as easy breezy. His best subject is definitely PE/Gym, but he has taken a strange interest to science which he does pretty well in. He can usually find his way out of things being a slippery snake and is very outgoing and tends to call out his friends who are shy just for the sake of entertainment but he'd never do it if he knew they were overwhelmingly uncomfortable with it.

Weaknesses: He slacks off in class more often than not once the subject has entered the boring state and just tunes out automatically. One of his lifelong problems has always been anger, as he is very easily made angry and sometimes does things that he knows he'll regret later. Starting fights in school has landed him a frequent visitor to the principal's office. Matt has regular seasonal allergies, but are not so severe that he has to be on medication

Hobbies: A major sports enthusiast, he has played many sports in his lifetime. He mainly sticks to football and Mixed Martial Arts nowadays. He's definitely one of those party hard kids who enjoy house parties and group outings. Matt won't admit it at first but he does enjoy playing the guitar here and there on his free time while singing some notes.

Background/History: As a child Matt barely had the parental bonding time like the majority of his friends at his young age. His mother had her own wedding planner company and his father was a well-known attorney. They were often off to deal with whatever their clients called in for and to make up for it they would buy their children expensive things to make up for their absence. He had a better relationship with his house care taker than either of his parents. His brother was often left in charge even though Matt and his siblings had a two year difference from him, older or younger.

Once he reached his early teens he began to cope with stress through physical release and started playing aggressive sports. He quickly realized that the only way to get his parents attention was through doing things at school that got him in trouble. So the fights, vandalism, underage drinking, and other things related began. With each fine paid by his father the more disappointed and distant he grew but it was practically the only conversations they ever shared.

He finds himself  hanging around the school bullies and isn't really impressed or pleased with it, but to him its an easy way to participate in enforcing his anger and hurt on someone else. When his brother moved out to go to medical school, his father was even more harsh on him when he actually started paying a small deal of attention to his latest acts in school.

Relationship Status: Currently single, but has been in multiple relationships with girls around the school.
Crush: None as of now, but tends to openly flirt with past lovers and is a sucker for those with appealing looks and the ones who play hard-to-get.
Family: Parents- Dave & Heather Jefferson, Older Brother- Marc Jefferson, Younger Sister- Katelyn Jefferson.
Voice:  Deep and smooth with a somewhat charming feel, but seems to fit his appearance.
Phone:  Simple black IPhone 5, no case or anything fancy.
Clothing: Being part of the popular crowd, he is always up to date with the latest styles and trends. His overall style leans more towards the casual side and often sports his football varsity jacket.
Extra: He owns a silver Camaro zl1 and black Kawasaki zx10r, which his father happily pays the bills for both parking spots.
RP Password: Too School for Cool.

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((Hey guys, so as much as I hate to say it but I think I'm going to have to drop out of this RP. I'm really truly sorry but I currently do not have enough time in my life to stay active on so many RPs that I've fallen behind in. Again, I'm so sorry but I do hope this RP continues to go on and hopefully there will be another who will be more active to fill in my place.))

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Maximus

White soft flakes of snow fell silently on the muzzle of the awakened dog as he pushed his way out of his white grey roofed doghouse and into the swollen dark-blue morning. The clouds were beginning to pull together forming a dark grey silhouette over the morning sky as his watery blue eyes gazed at the swirling snow over layering the already snowy ground. From the lazy heavy clouds, the alpha could tell that a blizzard was awaiting him soon. Maximus followed the shoveled path to the small log house where his owners had left six dry bowls of kibble for each member of the team. It tasted oddly stale as he guessed that it had been put out long before he had woken up, as some bowls where eaten already. Sighing to himself he forced the rest of the kibble down his chilly throat while watching his sledge-human eating with a few of his humans companions through the window of the house.

"That a'boy Max, nice and easy." His human clipped his black collar and harness, guiding him over to the sledge that was waiting at the front of the house. Fred walked him over to the front of the leashes, strapping and clipping in his leashes next to the other Alpha who smelled of adrenaline. The snow was now coming down hard making a hazy shield of white as Fred ruffled his head before he turned to bring the next dogs. "Good morning Blue. How are today on this fine day of white?" He spoke softly to the male beside him as he referenced to the snow that became thicker by the moment. Maximus craned his head over to his side getting a glimpse of the dogs that were being harnessed in behind him. "I hope we are given safe travels today," he said again feeling his stomach clench with a sudden nervous feeling. He had been through blizzards before, but with a different team. Hopefully everyone would be able to get through this.

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Lawrence Edward Williams


His tender fingers gripped the rail to keep himself steady as he brought his second hand down to his side after the brief wave to Garrison, the limo slowly fading into the city streets behind the port. The cameramen below continued to press on about what the world wanted to know as some other celebrities boarded the boat, many of whom he wasn't quite familiar with. One, meeting his gaze shifted his camera above his head taking a photo on instant and turning back to the rest of the media crowd. Lawrence shook his head beginning to turn around when he almost jumped in surprise as a figure was approaching him. He straightened his posture and smiled as he got a second glance at who the approaching female figure was.

"Lawrence Williams?" Said the voice that belonged to the female. A voice he had heard may times before that belonged to a particular person. He bowed his head respectfully to the woman in front of him who was no other but Evelyn Caldwell. "Hello, Ms. Caldwell. Enjoying the morning, then?" Lawrence placed his hands in his trouser pockets as he continued to smile at the nearing celebrity. "Cruise lines really know how to plan their celebrities, hm? Put an innocent young actor like you and Evelyn and her Vices on the same ship-" She continued to say as a brief pause over took the conversation when he realized that she had a sudden look of light concern. "You okay? Sailing a new thing for you or somethin'?" A light wave a nausea hit his stomach as he placed a shaky hand on his abdomen trying his best to make himself look fine and normal. "Oh, I'm fine. Just a little motion sickness. Traveling by boat ins't a common thing for me," he said to the singer returning to a normal stance.

Shouts from the ship's crew started out on the top command floor as the ship began to move and the port becoming farther away from the side of the Cruise. "Though I must admit, the horizon above the sea is such a beautiful sight to sea." His hand grazed across his hair making sure it was still slicked back with no ends sticking up. "It's a shame that I don't do this more often." Lone seagulls circled the clear blue sky as they made their usual annoying squawks before flying out into the sea creating the image of the popular 'V' bird shape. "I asume you're on tour then? A beautiful voice like yours must be wanted by the ears of many all over the world." He looked away from the seagulls and focussed on the dark-haired woman leaning on the rail beside him as the ship drew away from land.


((Sorry for my delay!))

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