[X] My Assistant

[Runi]

@Sam - Beth and Mitchie will be spending a lot of time with Madam Centis then ...HOPE THEY HAVE FUN C:

@Arc - Y-you have 12 exams per semester ?! Runi just died a little inside. I mean i tend to only have 2-3 exams per semester and that alone is enough to make me freak out. Though i'm ok with making Jer and Shae suffer through that of course |D

And i'd say start it right after the address, so that students can meander around and socialize/catch up with friends for a while before being forcibly sent to bed so that the RP moves along. And then next day will be for the teachers to be all "WELCOME TO MY CLASS YAY".
That's my opinion though. I'm also fine with starting a few days into the RP when the lessons really start.

[Darkrow]

7. Students shall not eat in class. Any student caught eating in class shall sit their lunch out in the French room.

Poor Vivi.

This post has been edited by Darkrow: Aug 30 2011, 07:38 PM

[MoogleSam]

Mitchie honestly won't care about having to sign a late slip and having to help out, she loves helping people. If you asked her what her favourite activities were, they would be swimming, playing, and helping others. Though if she saw a certain Girafarig outside trying to get rid of a Bug Pokemon...then she would obviously prioritise saving the poor Pokemon first and dealing with her punishment of helping out second. Though I think Madam Centis would understand if she has known her for even two minutes why she would do that and if not well, then she'd have to learn to understand. XD

Beth also wouldn't really mind because she likes things to be neatly ordered so she would gladly help.

Though if she had the nerve to tell them off too, then that would be an entirely different story. XD

[Delete This User...]

Right, the RP is going to start just after the address with everyone filing out of the theater (fifth floor of the main institute), which is where the first assembly always takes place.

I'll probably end up having minimal activity over here while I get the post sorted out (though I'll still be responding to PMs), so please keep that in mind. Oh, and Dark, Runi, if you don't mind, I'll probably end up dictating where Dray and Shelia are in my post. They'll just be with Dray in a courtyard or something, don't worry.

EDIT: Hmm, just realised that the first day is in fact also Dray's birthday. Wonder if Jer and Shelia have any 'surprises' in store for him... or whether they forgot XD

This post has been edited by Arcyena: Aug 31 2011, 10:23 AM

[Darkrow]

I think you meant Jer, not Dray.

[Atalya]

Name: Tytus Atmos
Age: 17
Gender: Boy

Alignment: Male
Gijinka Sub-Species: Typhlosion
School Year: Seventh

Appearance: Reference~

Being a Typhlosion gijinka, he lacks very many physical anomalies. The only things that truly differentiate him from any other human are a pair of mammalian ears, and a small tuft of dark blue fur at the base of his spine, just above his waistline. He regrettably does not look all too intimidating, despite the fact that he's 6 feet 2 inches tall, and weighs in at 160 to 165 pounds (surprisingly, purely of muscle).

His build is relatively femininely shaped. With slight curves, and with wide hips—in comparison to any other male. His arms are thin, and almost looks as if one could simply snap them in half with accidental handling. He lacks a visible six-pack, and most muscle he has—or appears to have—is very lacking. Although he does not look it, he is very much stronger than he appears.

A lot of body jewellry or art is absent from his body. The only thing he has pierced is his tongue--adorned with a simple silver bar and balls--and the only tattoos he is a dark, arterial-red kanji on his left shoulder, which translated means "fire".
He has actually, several scars that decorate his body. On his back, reach from the base of his neck, to just above his tail at a diagonal angle is one, and another--horizontal this time--is another bigger, more serious-looking scar. The origin of each scar is unknown to anyone who has seen them; even Anemone.

His light peach skin is completely flawless, free from all blemishes and discolourations. Excluding a few scars here and there, his complexion is seemingly “perfect”. His nails are long—about a fourth of an inch—and to a point. They are painted—or at least appear to be painted—a bright, blood red. His teeth—which are usually hidden by his closed-tighter-than-a-clamperl's-shell mouth—are strong, straight and nice, and relatively normal, minus his long, sharp canines.

His hair, yes, on to his hair. His tresses are not too long, yet not too short. His side bangs are about to the highest point of his jawline, perhaps just a little bit below. His hair is a natural dark, navy blue with a few bright red streaks that adorn his left-side sweeping bangs. The nape of his neck is shown, the back of his hair is short towards the bottom, and longer up top, putting it in many layers, much like the rest of his locks.

His attire, like the rest of his basic appearance, is very simple. He wears a long, sleeveless, dark purple sweater that reaches to just below his knees. He normally seen with this jacket unfastened and the absence of a shirt underneath. The hood of said jacket is oddly styled, uncannily coloured to look exactly like flames on the inside of the hood. Oddly enough, a bright orange two-inch thick stripe starts at one half of his collarbone, circles around the back of him, and then ends on the other half of his clavicle. This stripe, has been seen to start steaming, and even feel oddly warm to the touch.
In the times he is made to “appear more appropriate”, he either'll just fasten his jacket, or wear a baggy, worn-out, plain-white t-shirt.

His pants are simple; incredibly simple. He wears a pair of light brown skinny “jeans” made from a sort of denim-like material. An extremely long, dark grey belt is laced through the belt loops that circles his hips twice, and hangs limply on the second time around and is tied onto itself by the front of his pants. He wears on his feet a pair of black, high-top Converse shoes that have bright orange splotches on the backs of them.

Personality: The very first, above all else, noticeable attribute in his attitude, mannerisms, and overall personality, is his extreme, fatherly over-protectiveness over his kid sister, Anemone. Although she is 14-years-old, he still feels the need to protect her with an overzealous demeanour almost. Even if he isn't seemingly attached to her at the hip, he is somewhere nearby where he keeps a close, watchful eye on her. If she is upset, he asks what the perpetrator looks like so he can smear them all over the walls. He's kind of the “destroy first, ask question later” type of guy.

To everyone outside of Anemone, he appears to be this rough and tough, “I'm going to destroy you if you even look my direction” kind of person. No one except Anemone has ever witnessed him smile. He doesn't have very many friends, and the ones he does possess he keeps at an “arm's length” away. Even if no one can see it, he is incredibly kind, with a huge soft side. One of his most heavily guarded secrets is his weakness for all things cute and squishy.

Due to his tough outer shell, he doesn't let very many people in. And one could deduce the conclusion that he has a paralysing fear of being hurt. He's been burt before, and doesn't intend on letting that occur more than once. Ironically, he just wants to be loved, but he doesn't know how to lower his guard to let people in without being hurt.

He rarely shows his current emotion and because of this, he is seen as highly enigmatic and mysterious. Even when feeling a positive emotion, he keeps the same, suspicious glare/scowl on his face. The only emotion he truly shows is his anger—he's often mistaken for being upset, and asked quite a few times a day if something's wrong. He can't stand showing any emotion. His opinion of emotion is extremely different from others. He finds those who show their emotion, and essentially wear their heart upon their sleeve, incredibly strong. He thinks he's the weak one for hiding what he feels. Anemone is the only one that can read him like an open book.

Due to being a fire type, he has a huge disadvantage to water. Not only that, but he is highly hydrophobic. He never leaves a shelter when it's raining. He's—although he won't physically show it—terrified of large expanses of water (i.e. lakes, rivers, ocean, etc.), tending to not even go near it. Also, due to his typing, he has an extremely fiery temper—no pun intended. He is easily provoked, and that is not a very intelligent thing to do. Thankfully, due to Anemone being a water type, all she has to do is use a simple water gun on him and he's instantly pacified.

He isn't much of a talker, and more often than not, keeps absolutely silent. On the rare times that he does speak, he is very soft-spoken, having a low voice that almost sounds like a growl. Even in heated debates, he refuses to speak loudly, and will often times, give up on the argument if his opponent is too passionate about their specific subject.

He can't stand absolute silence. While in his dorm room, he always has to have some sort of noise going on; be it the television, or music, or even something as simple as a fan. Otherwise, in complete silence, he becomes irritable due to the fact that the complete absence of sound gives him a rather pounding headache.

Anemone is the only person out there allowed to call him “Tyty”. He does for a fact shorten his name to “Ty” for his friends, but “Tyty” is specifically reserved for Nemo. And so far, he's the only one to call her that nickname. Those who break the law of names, receive the ultimate punishment.

From the time he was 10-years-old, he has found that he was actually homosexual. Though he keeps it his most closely guarded secret, he has thoroughly accepted himself and his preference, but no one—and I do mean no one—knows about it, not even Anemone. He fears of negative reactions. He fears of how people to take to this. Although he has just a few friends, he feels that he can't tell them either, that no one can know until the right time. And he's been waiting for this “right time” for eight years.

Although he is almost devoid of any positive emotion, he is very empathetic and can't stand cruelty and bullying, and ironically, will use violence to stop any form of bullying he comes across. He doesn't think when it comes to harassment; he takes action (which more often than not, gets him in more trouble than the bully does). He is both seen as a hero and as a villain because of his violent nature towards bullying

Bio: Although his baby sister does not have much recollection of her lifetime beyond the age of 11, but he does, and that is one of the few things he wants erased from his lifetime. His childhood is very unfortunate.

His mother and father were a Typhlosion and Samurott gijinka respectively, and for the most part, their marriage was a thing of kindness, and beauty... Then father fell in with the wrong crowd. He started coming home later and later, even so much as coming home in the wee-hours of the morning. Their mother was pregnant with Anemone at the time, and on top of being cranky due to imbalanced hormones, she was becoming irritated by his absence from the house.

Tytus was only three years old at the time of his kid sister's nativity, but even though being so young, he could already tell things were going badly. Mother distressed and angry every time she turned around. A father that rarely showed his face around the house. Mother had to work a gruelling due to the lack of a working father, which left a very young Cyndaquil gijinka and his kid Oshawott sister to fend for themselves for several hours each day.

A few years had gone by, and Tytus was just returning home from third grade when things took a turn for the worst.

He slowly made his way inside the house when he heard screaming coming from Anemone's bedroom. It took a while to understand what was going on. Mommy and daddy are angry at each other... Something large shattered against the door of which Tytus was eavesdropping through, and he jumped. Very, very angry at each other...

He then heard his father yell even louder, and a cry of pain and fear from his mother. Footsteps stomped towards the door and that was Tytus's queue to bolt away and hide under the office desk. The door slammed open and he saw his father walk out, dragging his mother out with him by the very ends of her hair, and then dragged to the front door and then outside. Tytus hesitated at first. He didn't know if he should follow them, or go check on his little sister. He decided the latter option was the smartest.

He walked in and found little four-year-old Nemo crying her eyes out, while standing in her crib, an iron grip on the bars. Upon seeing Tytus enter the room, she stopped her sobbing and stared at him approach her. He then took off the fence of the crib, and held his arms to her. Anemone leaped at her brother as if her life depended upon it.

He then told her he was going to go outside for a little while and that she shouldn't leave this room. Not understanding the situation at hand, but knowing Tytus knew best, he nodded and he hoisted her back onto the crib.

Running to the front door, he threw it open and ran outside, stopping halfway down the pavement that lead up to their front door, and ran to the first place that came to his mind: the shed. Bolting up their, he found the door wide ajar, and no sound coming from within. But what was within, changed his life forever.

Sprawled out on the floor, blood oozing out from underneath the body, was his mother, dead. Dead as a doornail. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling in an unseeing, terrified gaze. Tytus didn't know how to react to this discovery except to fall to his knees, and sob. Sob until he was out of tears. He sat there for a whole half an hour until he found that it was necessary to get Anemone and go. Go as far away from here as possible. Mommy wasn't going to take care of them anymore.

Running inside to his baby sister, he found her sound asleep in her bed. He gently woke her and slowly, and as little detail as possible, he explained that mommy wasn't with them anymore, and that it was going to be them by themselves from then on out. Tytus and Anemone. Tyty and Nemo. And so they left and did exactly as he said as they were going to do. They fended for themselves for the next nine years.

**For information after this, consult “Anemone Atmos's” profile.

Extra: First off, he is the older brother of Anemone Atmos.

During his time alone with his sister, he had a range of professions in order to keep them alive; some that required learning dialects that most would never be able to begin wrapping their minds around it. He can speak Japanese, Russian, Swedish, Finnish, German, French, Spanish, and Italian. As well as reading and writing in those respective languages. He hasn't quite got French down completely, though.

Despite being very rough, tough, and just overall frightening, he is actually an accomplished singer and songwriter. He has been in the Academy's choir since he first arrived and is actually its lead tenor singer.

His powers are very well-developed, and he can dish out some pretty nasty fire-based moves. He favourites to use are mostly Flamethrower, Fire Punch, and Fury Swipes. His extraordinary special attack lets him take down even the most intimidating opponents with a single Flamethrower. He isn't all too talented with physical attacks, but when aided by a Strength, he can easily decimate a battlefield to use for weapons.

He's not a very picky eater, in fact, he'll eat everything and anything that is sat before him on a plate, just so long as he has the proper utensils and condiments. Although, he hate raw or undercooked food. Yes, that means he's not too fond of sushi. Yet, he will eat food that has been overcooked or burnt.

He took a really long time for me to finish up, but goddammit it, here he is. Yey me <3
Now that I've finished this guy up, Noxi can post Anemone! Yeyyy!

This post has been edited by Chaos Eternity: Aug 31 2011, 04:44 PM

[Countess Noxi]

Now that Tytus is up it's time to reveal little Nemo XD


Name: Anemone “Nemo” Atmos
Age: Fourteen
Gender: Female
Alignment: Female
Gijinka Sub-Species: Oshawott
School Year: Fourth

Appearance: Nemo is definitely a cutie in appearance. She is a little on the short side, barely reaching five feet tall. She weighs anywhere from 100 to maybe 110 pounds give or take. She lacks any muscle and looks tiny enough to snap into two. Yikes! Not only that but she looks pretty inadequate for most physical activities. Her chest size does compensate for the lack of overall size. She is silently proud of her B-cup.

Her face is well rounded with pale skin. Oodles and oodles of tiny freckles line her plump cheek bones, giving her this extremely childish appearance. Nemo always appears embarrassed or enamoured due to the natural blush that tries to conceal itself beneath the army of freckles. To complete her childish face she has large, circular eyes that are onyx in colour. The iris contains ocean blue speckles that seem to make her eyes glitter like stars reflecting on the surface of water.

Her hair-do is very simple. Her hair is cut above the neck, curving inward to shape her rounded face. Her fringe is also curled, resting above her eyebrows. Its polar white in colour minus the fringe and front ends which have been dyed ocean blue along the tips. Despite having such a perfectionist attitude about her hair (making sure not a single strand is led astray) she felt like being rebellious and dyed them as such.

Peeking out from her hair are two navy-blue pointed ears. They may be tiny but they definitely stick out amongst the polar white strands. They rarely move even when affected by a harsh sound. They are probably better described as horns since they do very little. To match her ears is a navy-blue otter tail. This may be her redeeming quality when it comes to the sport she is meant to be pro at, swimming. Acting as a third leg, it beats the water to sent her zooming forward at a speed that puts her in the same league with other water type gijinkas.

Moving onto the wardrobe, Anemone is still practically a child and therefore wears childish clothing. She is also a girly girl so it only adds onto her cute appeal. Starting with the hair she is often wearing a scallop hairclip, replacing the one commonly found on the chest or stomach of other Oshawott gijinkas. She is very protective over this scallop and will make an extremely big fuss about others wanting to try it on or touching it.

For casual wear she wears a sky blue and navy blue, alternating striped hoodie. The sleeves are short and the hood is actually white to match the white draw strings that tighten the hood when necessary. Either she will wear dark denim skinny jeans or a dark denim mini-skirt to compliment the lower half of her frame. White knee high stockings and navy blue dress shoes hug her feet.

On every occasion she loves to wear a frilly white dress with the same shoes and stockings. Fingerless white lace gloves cover her hands while a ocean blue ribbon remains tied around her neck. The dress is tied up by a matching ribbon in the back, the large bow resting above her tail. It’s surprisingly lightweight and formal, making her an absolute cutie! It makes up for the lack of curvaceous hips.

For swim wear Nemo lets her girly side bleed through more. She wears a one-piece polar white swim suit. The straps are two fingers in length with frill on the outer sides of the straps. A frilly skirt covers the lower half of her body to prevent perverted boys from catching any embarrassing views. There is a tiny hole to poke her tail out beneath the skirt. When out of the water she prefers to be bare foot, enjoying the feeling of cement or sand beneath her.

For nightwear Nemo is preferably to wearing her favourite sky-blue nightgown with a Seel on the chest. She has the matching pair of Seel fuzzy slippers and Seel headband.

No matter what outfit she is always carrying around her Seel plush which doubles as a backpack. She freaks out when she finds even the slightest bit of dirt on it since she received this plush from her older brother. She usually carries her books in it and empties it at night so she may sleep with it. She does have a minor obsession with the Pokemon Seel.

Personality: Anemone is young and surprisingly has been naive about the world. Her brother has done an excellent job protecting her from all the cruelty they could have endured, allowing her to blossom into an innocent little gal.

Nemo is far from shy. She loves to make friends with others. Helping them with their homework or simply having a nice chat are her specialities. She’s an okay listener but there are moments where she’ll give you the adorable blank stare of ‘I don’t understand’ or let her mind wander off. She tries to be polite and listen as hard as she can but a girl her age only has so much of attention span before she wants to tune you out with someone.

Nemo is usually a sweetheart. She tries extremely hard to make sure people are happy and often feels defeated if they aren’t. She’s actually easily defeated due to her sensitivity. While she does prefer to stay on the bright side of things she can be a bit of a cry baby. Romantic movies, death (especially) and other sad occurrences easily makes her cry. Hiding her face in her plush, her brother’s chest or even in her sleeves while she is crying is quite common. She loathes herself when she cries; it makes her weak.

Even for a social butterfly she does have moments where she becomes anti-social. Usually all she would like to do is cuddle in her bed with a good book and her Seel plush. Other times, especially when she is upset, she will demand to see her older brother. Confiding in her older brother could be considered one of her regular activities. When people pick on her they should beware because she will call upon Tytus to kick them down a knotch for messing with her.

While she can be playful she can also be quite serious. She takes learning very seriously. Making sure her homework is complete and all her tasks are accomplished. She usually keeps a to-do list tucked away in her bag. Being well organized and coordinated also makes her happy. Especially when it concerns colour. When she is given a bunch of coloured objects she always organizes them according to the rainbow.

There is an activity that she does alone that keeps her calm. Art. She adores paints, pencil crayons, crayons, and pastels. She doesn’t like working with clay or anything involving moulding. She can’t seem to get it right and ends up making a sad, defeated face.
Overall she’s a brooding artist.


Bio: For as long as she can remember she has always been with Tytus. She doesn’t remember much about her parents. She can vaguely recall faces of people she can only assume were her parents. She doesn’t know their names, or where they were from. For as long as she can remember Tytus was the only one to call her Anemone Atmos. He was the only one to call her his little Nemo.

Her memories only go as far as age eleven. She was going to a public school while her fourteen year old brother went to work. It was only a minimum wage job but it was enough to get them by. They lived together in a tiny apartment, living off his wage and the children’s aid fund. He was always home for dinner. Mind you all their dinners came from a can but still, it was better than nothing.

Despite the tough times she was happy to be there with just her big brother. Tytus was always looking out for her. He made sure she always had a lunch before she went to school. He would tuck her into bed every night and even read her a bed time story. Life was great! That was until that fateful day arrived that would change their lives for the better.

One day returning home from school there was a strange woman at their door. She was dressed in fancy clothing and carrying an expensive brief case. She had only seen ladies like this on television outside the electronics store in their city. Cautiously she approached her door, giving the woman a polite smile.

“Oh, you must be Anemone Atmos.” She gave Nemo a warm smile but she was still fearful, “my name is Lori Myers. I’m here to represent Hazelwood Academy.”

What was Hazelwood Academy? She had never heard of it before. She was probably lying! She was going to take her to those horrible foster care places...wasn’t she?! She wouldn’t allow it to happen!

It was just then Tytus had returned home from work. He spotted the lady immediately and swung for defensive. “Who is she?” He asked, emitting a low growl.

The woman continued to smile. “And you’re Tytus. So young to be taking care of a child. As I said I’m Lora Myers from Hazelwood Academy.” She explained, nodding her head, “May I please come in?”

So Tytus let her in and sat her down on the couch. She began speaking to him of Anemone’s achievements in public school. It was such a shame that Anemone, without proper funds to back it up, flourish in a better educational environment. It was then she offered Tytus the chance to send his little Nemo to a school that would allow Anemone’s mind and creativity to be pushed to their limits.

Anemone had immediately refused, clinging to her brother tightly. She didn’t want to go anywhere unless her big brother went with her. Despite being a child she was absolutely sure that she was giving up a good thing but she refused to give up the best thing, that being her brother.

“Well...” The woman began, “What if we can make it so your brother would be able to go as well?”

Anemone’s eyes sparkled to life at that moment. It was like a dream come true! Tytus would be able to go back to his education too. With a nod of approval from Tytus they both willingly accepted the offer of going to Hazelwood. They have been there ever since.


Extra: Anemone Atmos is related to Tytus Atmos. Anemone also as high hopes of one day becoming a professional painter or perhaps an author. She’s not very good at P.E. or Science but she does excel in English, Art, Math and History.
Also take note that Anemone is in her starting stages of developing deeper emotions for people aka love. She seems to be leaning towards females but for now it is a mystery.
Only Ty may call Anemone Nemo. If anyone else dares then they will have to deal with Ty.

[Atalya]

YEY. The Atmoses have arrived
Now then... The only character(s) we have yet to wait for is Sam's, Michelle. Then things can really get rockin' and rollin'.

@Arcy~ Okay, odd idea popped into my head, but I decided to ask: could there be any like, foreign exchange students, or student-teachers that also file down the halls of Hazelwood? It could/would make things a bit interesting, especially if they can't speak the language very well (the exchange students, that is). It is just a suggestion, but I think it'd be a rather intriguing one.
|D /yeyme

I'm very glad I'm not buried beneath sheets, upon sheets, upon sheets of [insert explicative here] sheets of homework as of now
Actually, none of them really have any paper homework; the only thing that we'd really need to do on paper is geometry, and I have a studyhall before that so I'm sure to get it done beforehand.

[MoogleSam]

And Sammy's Michelle will take a while because she needs to catch up on a ton of stuff from school first. Apparently missing two days can lead to a lot of homework to do. Btw, I am feeling completely better now. XD

[Runi]

HURR i like both of them C8
CAN JER AND TYTUS BE FRIENDS TOO AMG.

[Atalya]

YES THEY CAN BE FRIENDS c:
YEY FRIENDS

[Darkrow]

I can see Tytus not liking Shelia for multiple reasons, the first one that comes to mind being her violent approach to bullying. She's kind of... a bully for bullies. XD

[Atalya]

Did you not read Tytus's last paragraph in his personality? It says he can be violent to bullies, and all that jazz.
Bu why would they not get along overall?

[Darkrow]

But Shelia bullies bullies and she can be quite cruel if someone sets off her temper. XD

That and I doubt two VERY short-tempered people would get along well.

[Atalya]

... What you speak of is the truth o.o
I don't think two people who can barely control their temper would end up being very close buddies. Especially when one's violent towards violence and the other is just violent in general

[Darkrow]

And since Tytus is a male and is with the males, befriending a girl would be hard.

[Atalya]

Tell that to his sister. He and she are unrealistically close and it's not likely that's going to stop any time soon, but oh well.
Sammy... must... hurry... up with... her... character

But I guess I shouldn't be rushing anyone since it took me like, forty years to finish Tytus v.v

[MoogleSam]

Sorry. I tend to write really long character profiles. Beth had like, 49 paragraphs including the one line paragraph at the very end and excluding the parts that only required one word. The longest I've done was for a Pokemon. He had 57 or something I think. It was longer that Darkie's longest profile, I can tell you that much. XD

[Delete This User...]

Everyone - Sorry guys, but I may not be able to get the first post up today. I've only just been able to start it today, since I had to pepare a lot of stuf yesterday to collect my keys for Uni (seriously, why does renting a house have to be so much of a pain in the ass?), so I've not had all too much time to work on this. Also, tomorrow, my cousins from Bristol are driving up here tomorrow, so I won't have all too much time then either. I should be able to get it done by Sunday easily, but as for tonight or tommorrow, I simply can't make any promises. Sorry about that

[MoogleSam]

It is cool Blackie, we still love ya.