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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 10:37:18 GMT -5
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 10:42:43 GMT -5
(Just a heads up, I will be starting a college chemistry class tomorrow so every Thursday I won't be on from 6 to 10 pm)
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 24, 2016 10:47:04 GMT -5
Anastasiya Kuznetsov / 18 / Female / Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs Anastasiya stands at a height of 5"6, her features sharp and defined. Her skin tone is a pale porcelain and it makes her seem almost sickly. However, she is the complete opposite. Her body is firm to the touch with muscle, thanks to the training she undergoes with her brother every other day. Her eyes are one of the most defining features of her face, the thick lashes that encase them not helping to tone it down at all. The soft blue color of her iris mixed in with the golden tint around the pupil just makes it impossible to not stare. Her hair frames her face in gentle waves, the ebony color cascading down her back similar to a waterfall. When she puts her hair up in a bun or ponytail, the back of her head is shaved in an undercut, a zig-zag pattern clearly shown. A small freckle is seen to the left of her soft pink lips and a labret piercing is seen here. Her Russian accent is soft and smooth when she speaks and comes out thicker after speaking Russian with her brother. Her neck is usually adorn with a choker of sorts. Same with her hands, she decorates them with rings of many different design. Her nails are cut into the stiletto shape, meaning that they're pointy, and she paints them black. Her right ear has an industrial piercing, the piercing itself mimicking a safety pin. Her left ear has a tragus, and both ears have four lobe piercings as well as small, black plugs. Anastasiya's personality is guarded and wary; she socializes when needed to. She's always suspicious of the people around her. Her responses are usually bitter and laced with sarcasm. She's pushed to do things she doesn't like by her brother, much to her disdain, but she secretly enjoys the attention and care he gives her. Her temper keeps her blood a searing hot temperature as it thrums through her veins. It isn't difficult to get her upset, and she usually has to stalk off and cool herself down, often muttering curses in Russian. Once she warms up to someone, her attitude completely changes to one of a caring nature. She has a childish aura around her when she's comfortable with a group of friends. Anastasiya hides her soft demeanor with a sarcastic and cold attitude. A member of the Heartless
Xzavier Kuznetsov / 18 / Male / Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs
Ever since he could remember, Xzavier's height is greater than those of his superiors. He stands at a staggering 6"5 and his attitude just adds on to his appearance. Speaking of appearances, he has one of a "Touch me and you'll regret it" aura that hangs around him. It often makes people wary whenever they are associating with him. His ebony hair is silky to the touch and he often runs his hand through it whenever nervous or excited; it doesn't really matter. He'll mess it up no matter what. His eyes are a striking blue, contrasting against the dark color of his hair. There is some gold around the pupil, similar to his sister's, and his eyes seem to interchange between colors in different lighting. His body is toned and muscular due to the training he continuously forces himself to undergo along with Anastasiya. When he grins, which is mainly caused because of him acting arrogant, the sharp canines of his teeth are always noticed, reflecting against a light source. His skin has light tone that makes him appear almost dead. He has a Russian accent and often injects Russian words into his English sentences. Xzavier has an arrogant aura, well-known for doing whatever it takes to get what he wants. His face is often portrayed in a lazy grin, almost as if he knows something no one else does. He often pretends to be listening to a conversation when in reality, he's just not listening in general. His responses tend to be cynical and laced with bitter sarcasm; many find it difficult to discern his lies from his truths. In private, his tone is carefree and gentle with those who understand him and who he is, unlike the steely one he takes whenever he is around strangers. His stubborn streak is brought out quite often, and there is no room for any arguments, unless one desires to face his temper. He gets upset quite easily, even over the simplest of things. A member of the Players
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 12:16:39 GMT -5
I shall add and that's fine Tawny around that time I have a history class that goes from 6-9 on Thursdays. Btw do you want me to add in the pics)
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 13:30:09 GMT -5
(Night classes yay! XD)
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 24, 2016 14:30:48 GMT -5
{{ oof, night classes are rough m8
and that decision is completely up to you!! }}
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 18:03:43 GMT -5
(I can't wait to start this XD)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 18:10:11 GMT -5
(Anyone wanna do a plot with my two peeps?)
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 18:12:40 GMT -5
(Who do you have?)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 18:15:43 GMT -5
(Katsuo and Carmen Lighton)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 18:16:03 GMT -5
Here once more)
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 24, 2016 18:18:56 GMT -5
{{ I'm excited to begin.~ }}
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 18:22:17 GMT -5
(I have Damon(carefree) and Ivy(Player))
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 18:22:40 GMT -5
(Start whenever you wish. My people are open)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 18:23:20 GMT -5
(Me too :3)
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 18:24:06 GMT -5
(So is mine XD)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 18:29:16 GMT -5
(I'll use Katsuo for now if someone has a girl)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 18:36:47 GMT -5
brb gonna go eat)
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 18:36:53 GMT -5
(Imma just post starters now.)
Ivy walked into school, Damon by her side. The pair were more like siblings then most foster siblings were, but they also both had the same bad habits. Ivy found her locker number swiftly. Damon's wasn't close to hers. "You keep looking. I'll put my stuff up." Damon glanced around the hallway. "Alright." He said calmly and continued down the hallway, his eyes grazed over the new students, seeing how they were taking the school in. It would be easy to pick out the new people from the other students. They had no idea what they might be in for here. Ivy began unpacking things into her locker. She didn't look at anyone else for now, unless they approached her. A new year meant fresh meat and she sure loved to mess with the newbie's.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 19:17:58 GMT -5
Katsuo walked into the school he was newly attending. He and his sister, Carmen, who stood next to him, gazed around the halls and students. Katsuo had an indifferent look on his face; Carmen looked absolutely terrified. She didn't know what would happen this year. They moved schools since their parents had to move closer to their jobs, and they had no idea where any classes were yet. Katsuo shrugged as they got lost. He always ditched class at his other school. Nobody cared there, soon enough this wouldn't be any different. Carmen, however, was a goody twoshoes, and didn't want to make a bad first impression on her teachers or classmates.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 19:21:12 GMT -5
(Hmmm, Ivy or Damon? Trying to decide who should approach XD)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on Aug 24, 2016 19:22:19 GMT -5
Back)
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 24, 2016 19:22:50 GMT -5
{{ typing up some starters!~ }}
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 19:23:04 GMT -5
(Hello)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 19:24:03 GMT -5
(XD Up to you :3)
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 19:24:37 GMT -5
Ivy's gaze landed on a girl and boy pair walking down the hallway, they looked like they were related in some way. She smirked and closed her locker. They both seemed to be a little lost. "Need help?" Ivy asked, leaning against her locker and looking at both of them with a quirked eyebrow. They had to be new.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 19:31:55 GMT -5
Katsuo glanced at the girl who approached them. He shrugged. "Meh, yeah but not like I really care to be honest." He muttered. Carmen on the other hand looked relieved. "Yes! Don't mind him. He's an idiot." She giggled. Katsuo rolled his eyes at her. Carmen looked back at Ivy. "Could you show us where our classes are? I go to Algebra, and he goes to Gym." Katsuo sighed. He had hoped he could rebuild his reputation of being a ditcher again, but it's clear his sister wouldn't let him this time around.
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Post by Vɪᴛɪᴀᴛᴜs on Aug 24, 2016 19:36:50 GMT -5
Anastasiya was leaning against the lockers close by to her twin's, her head ducked down as she scrolled her way through the massive arrangement of music she had downloaded on her phone. She was waiting for him to finish settling his things, having already been to her own locker and throwing everything inside before slamming it shut. Her other hand was busy twirling a finger around a loose strand of her hair, something she did when she was feeling impatient and bored. This time, it was the latter. "C'mon." She complained to her brother, almost stomping the ground somewhat childishly. He was the only one that she acted like this around, feeling in sync with her twin. He was there for her at her worst, he saw her at her best. There was nothing for her to hide from him. They had been through everything together and she wasn't going to stop now. "You take forever."
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"Well excuuuse me." He responded with a huff, throwing his bag over his shoulder and slamming the locker shut. This earned him a sheepish grin from Anastasiya and he just shook his head in mock annoyance. The twins always made sure their schedules were in sync and were rarely seen apart from one another despite the groups they belonged to. "We're not even going to be late, y'know? And even if we were, this is our final year. Nothing can hold us down. After this, we can do whatever we want." Xzavier nudged his sister. "We can open our tattoo shop in the city and live the lives the way we always wanted." He encouraged her, earning a hum as a response. That was his sister, always the one for lengthy responses. "Plus, history is a bore." He mused, leaning against his locker and looking up at the building's ceiling. He too had earphones in. He obviously wasn't into music as much as his sibling was; he allowed her to download the songs on his phone for him.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 24, 2016 19:37:25 GMT -5
"Sure, follow me." She said, putting on a classical smile. The girl was nice, the boy seemed...different. She walked over to them and bid them to follow. "You guys new?" She asked, although she pretty much already knew the answer. Ivy glanced around for Damon wondering just how long it takes to find a locker. Damon had actually found his locker and was proceeding to put his book in it.
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Post by Winona on Aug 24, 2016 19:44:03 GMT -5
((Hello! I am here, but I may poof or post slowly and stuff. Anyway, can I jump in anywhere?))
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