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Post by Helena Owen on Nov 25, 2005 23:54:28 GMT -5
Here's the student applications. If you are wanting to be a student at Reality High, come here and answer the questions, please.
Name: Age/Year: Appearance: Personality: History: RP Example: (atleast 100 words) Anything Else?:
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Post by Sasha O'Grady on Nov 26, 2005 0:46:30 GMT -5
Name: Sasha Bridgette O'Grady
Age/Year: Seventeen/Junior
Appearance: Please refer to signature.
Personality: She considers herself to be above everybody else because she's got so much money. Sasha is said to be overly popular and what others would expect for cheerleader material, attitude included. She does like other sports, which she will often play, but for the most part she cares about her reputation and her looks.
History: Sasha O'Grady was born to Franklin O'Grady and Taunia Owen on November 10, 1988. She was originally born in Glasgow, Scotland, but she moved to the USA the year before last; when she was 15. When she arrived there her parents divorced and she went to go live with her father. She is obviously the sister of Helena Owen, but Helena lives with her mother and took her mother's last name, instead of her father's.
RP Example:
Sasha grinned smugly as she walked down the hallway of the school. Her bright blue eyes didn't seem to hold much interest in the people she saw as she made her way to her locker. She rolled her eyes as she noticed some girls doing the same towards her, but obviously she didn't care what they honestly thought about her. She was, in her opinion, better than they were currently and would always be better than them. Sasha made it to her locker, she turned her combination on the lock, then carefully opened it. She was lucky that she managed to not have to share her locker with another, she disliked the idea of sharing anything that was hers with anybody else. A small grin came across her ruby lips as she grabbed a book or two from her locker, then closed it.
Turning around quite sharply she slightly lifted her nose into the air, allowing herself to look quite snooty. Sasha then walked to the class the she was getting ready to attend. If it wasn't for her love of being/wanting to be a cheerleader then she wouldn't take any of the classes, but she was destined to be the best ever. She loved the attention she got and the image she had upon others.
Anything Else?: N/A
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Post by Helena Owen on Nov 26, 2005 1:34:21 GMT -5
Character Accepted!
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Post by Rachel and Katrina McNutt on Nov 26, 2005 17:03:40 GMT -5
Name:Rachel McNutt Age/Year:Seventeen & Junior Appearance:Rachel has long blonde hair, and blue green eyes.She's very slim,and attractive.(Signature coming soon. Personality:Rachel is....it.And no,not the perfect 'it'.She has a range of personalities.When someone messes with her or her younger sister,she get's even....whether it's physically or mentally.She always gets straight A's on her report card.She's also cheerleader perfect material.Most think she's perfect,but she's far from it...She has a secret...that she will NOT reveil(yet hehehe!)....Also,she can be stuborn,and smug.....at times.....a lot. History:RAchel was born in Dublin,Ireland.She went to school at private schools all her life until now.Her parents were George McNutt, and Sirena Lenice.She originally had five siblings;her sister Katrina,her brother Brad,Garrett,Alyssa and Sylabil.Brad was the oldest,then Sylabil,then herself,Garret and Katrina.But Garret and Sylabil were in a plane crash and were both killed.Brad's where abouts are un-known,and Katrina is coming to the school with Rachel.Rachel's father was born in Ireland,and her mother in France. RP Example: (atleast 100 words) RAchel sighed,her blue eyes scanning the lines of people.Pathetic,honestly.She then tried not to act so depressed.Maybe appearences weren't everything...Then she laughed.'Riiight....well scratch that.Let's just hope they can cheer.'She sighed and blew a piece of blonde hair out of her face."RAchel McNutt."Rachel blinked.It was her turn to try out...and she was going to get in.No doubt in her mind.She stood up and stretched for a moment,leaning down and touching her toes.Her earings clinked as she took them out carefully..She then looked at the Cheerleaders she needed to impress...She wantede to laugh.One looked as though she was too fat to be tossed up in the air...and the other had a nose like...a bird.She let out a soft giggle,then stopped quickly.She coughed.They looked at her deeply."Back hand spring,"the fat one said.'I doubt you could even do one....'But, as she had requested,she did a back hand spring,no mistakes.The one that looked like a bird..SHe looked like a b*tch.Her eyes gleamed with challenge."Back handspring,walk out,front handspring,walkout,double front tuck,back flip.
Of course,she could do it but....that girl was so annoying!But,she did.She stumbled a bit on the landing,because she wasn't the best....yet.They just nodded. Anything Else?: Nothing else!
Name:Katrina McNutt Age/Year:Fifteen & Softmore Appearance:Long,brown/chestnut colored hair.She has gorgeous green eyes.Slim,but not like a pencil(lol). Personality:Katrina is shy.She doesn't really know where she belongs,and hopes to find out at High School.She's up to almost anything,and uses her looks when it can be helpful. History:Read Rachel's.It is the same. RP Example: (atleast 100 words) Katrina sighed,biting on her pencil absent mindedly.She was daydreaming again....."Miss McNutt!"Came a sharp,female voice.Kat's eyes wandered up to her teacher,Mrs. Jackson.She was the most EVIL teacher ever!Kat blushed though,because there were murmers of laughter."Y-yes Mrs. Jackson?"Her teacher glared."We were just going over Romeo and Juliet.We were talkign about what some lines truely meant.What was the last line we discussed, and what did it mean?"Kat wracked her brain for the answer...and of course,it was as blank as her piece of paper that was for her notes..."Tsk tsk,seems liek we have a slacker...I bet Felischa can answer."And then,that b*tch answered with as much detail as she could.Kat growled.She hated this school....She didn't even have any friends!And she rarely saw her sister...She wished she was on that stupid plane that Garret and Sylabil were on...it would've been better then THIS! Anything Else?: Nothing Else.
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Post by Helena Owen on Nov 26, 2005 18:18:17 GMT -5
Character Accepted!
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Post by Hannah Cook on Nov 26, 2005 18:32:54 GMT -5
Name:Hannah cook Age/Year:14 Freshman Appearance:Tall,, long curly brown hair and thin squarish glasses that cover her dreamer's hazel eyes. Personality:Usually kind but can hold grudges, quite shy other than with those she likes. She has trust issues and rarely trust anyone, even her friends. She will come to peoples defence if they're being picked on mostly because it's usually her who is picked on so she doesnt usually like to see others being messed around. History:Hannah's mother is called Clare, her father, Colin. They are divorced. She lived in england untill just before her 14th birthday so she is still not used to the schooling sytems. Hannah has had a fairly normal history. RP Example: (atleast 100 words):Hannah watched the sea of students carefully and shuddered. She hated crowds. She hated not knowing where she belonged and she hated not knowing who people were and what they were like. She moved her glasses further up her nose and slowly began to walk to the doors, trying not to bump into anyone. She ground her teeth together, she much preferred speed-walking but it wouldn be possible in these masses without annoying people. At last she reached a space where she could stand without feeling like she was going to be squashed. She glared at random people who were looking at her with judging eyes, not moving on to the next untill they turned away. 'People have no right to judge she thought, sighing. She knew that she was judging them for judging her when all they may be doing is watching, interested. "Life would be simpler if everyone were nice. Simple, but boring" Hannah muttered before glaring at the next person, who refused to look away untill the girl who was trying to talk to her shook her to get her attention. Hannah looked at her feet, doubting she'd ever be able to make friends. Anything Else?: Likes to read and hates running.
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Post by Helena Owen on Nov 26, 2005 18:34:09 GMT -5
Character Accepted!
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Post by Summer and Marie Claire Smith on Nov 27, 2005 15:13:55 GMT -5
Name: Summer Ann Smith Age/Year: 17/ Junior Appearance: Kristin Kreuk Personality: Summer has always been the quiet one in the family. She’s popular and dedicated to friends, but she’s not self-absorbed, and thinks that labeling people is wrong, and hangs out with outcasts as well. _______________________________________________Name: Marie Claire 'MC' Smith Age/Year: 17/ Junior Appearance: Rachel Bilson Personality: MC is the exact opposite from Summer. She is not a bad person, but can be a real bich. She’s very popular and she loves it. She despises everything and everyone that is not ‘in’ and can’t understand her sisters who hang out with people she’d never look at. She won’t exactly say what’s on her mind, but she’ll show it. _______________________________________________History: RP Example: Marie Claire got of the bus and walked along the sidewalk. Summer was right next to her. Marie Claire looked over at her sister and gave her a I-hate-you look, but Summer didn’t see, but she could tell Marie Claire was upset. “MC, what’s wrong? Why do you hate me so much?” She asked, but Marie Claire didn’t respond. “MC!!!!” Summer was starting to get irritated. Marie Claire looked at her sister. “I’m the perfect one. The one who doesn’t have anything wrong with her, but you get the great boyfriend, the big part in the school play, and a solo in Choir. The world has gone mentally insane.” Marie Claire turned the corner, going a different rote home, knowing Summer wouldn’t follow. Summer kept walking, knowing that her sister would come to her senses soon. MC walked down the street. She was sick of Summer. “It’s all wrong. She not the perfect one.” She kept thinking that in her head. Not paying attention to where she was going, she bumped into someone. “Watch it.” She said as she looked at the person. “Oh, sorry,” a young boy had said. “My god, he’s hot.” Marie Claire thought to herself. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to bump into you. I’m Riley.” The young boy had said. “Oh, no, it was all my fault. I’m Marie Claire, but everyone calls me MC.” She just stood there, looking at him. “You live around here?” Riley asked. Marie Claire nodded her head. “Why don’t I walk you home.” She nodded again. They started walking and talked about all sorts of things. “Thanks Riley,” Marie Claire said as she walked up the front door. “No problem,” he replied. She waved goodbye and walked inside. “Who was that?” Summer asked. “Oh, nobody.” Marie Claire smiled and walked to her room. Anything Else?: NOPE
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Post by Sasha O'Grady on Nov 27, 2005 17:12:10 GMT -5
Characters Accepted!
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Post by Chris And Mike Masters on Nov 27, 2005 17:32:02 GMT -5
Name:Chris "Ct" Masters Age/Year:17/junior Appearance:see avatar{James Lafferty} Personality:Quiet,shy at times,Bad Ass,cares only for himself and his brother. Loving, Caring,down to earth at times,thingyy. History:Chris was born in Paris France on January 1st 1988 to John and Melinda Masters. After his Brother Mike was born a year later they both were brought up and raised in France. His Father was a lawyer and his mother was a clothes desinger for her own company. when chris was about 14 his fathers law firm had struck a bad deal with a client and his law firm was shut down. And his Mothers Company had stop making money it was lossing more money then making it. So both of them being without a job decided to move to the Us to start again. Here his father started a new law frim and his mother a new company and both where good and kept going. Chris was sent to the best private schools in the us along with his brother. This would be his first year a a public school and all he has as a best friend is his brother Mike.
RP Example: (atleast 100 words)
Chris awoke in his new house in the us. His house being 3 floors high this was unfamilar to him. Him having his own floor where he could sleep in his room or sleep in his guest room or where ever he wanted. Chris stood up and wondered about. It was sureal to him and he was still in shock and aww. He walked towards the window overlooking his pool and stared out to the sky. He stood there and thought about his new life here in the us. How where the people here going to treat him and his brother. How where the girls here where they rich and full of themselves. What ever it was he was ready for it. Chris step back and went downstairs to eat sum breakfeast.
Chris walked down the stairs and arrived at the kitchen and took a bowl out and some cereal out of the shelf and went over to the cooler and got the milk out and sat on the stall poured out the cereal and then the milk. and turned on the tv and began eating and watched sports center while he ate. Anything Else?:
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Post by Helena Owen on Nov 27, 2005 17:44:12 GMT -5
All Characters Accepted!
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Post by Chris And Mike Masters on Nov 27, 2005 17:47:56 GMT -5
Name:Mike Masters Age/Year:16/sophmore Appearance:See Avatar {Chad Michael Murray} Personality:Out going,tough,hard ass,bad boy,funny,serious. History:Mike was born in Paris France on January 3 1989 his parents John and Melinda Masters he is Chris younger brother. Mike was always behind his bog brother. Where ever Chris was Mike was right behind. If Chris was in a fight and need someone to have his back he knew he could count on mike to be there and same went for chris. They where both brought up to be there for eachother where it be bad or good. When Mike was around 13 his father and his mothers jobs weren't as great and they decided to move to the Us. There his father and mother started their companys over and had better success then back in France Mike and chris were sent to the best private schools butt his yerar they were sent to a public school. and Just like they were brought up they knew they had eachothers back they aren't just brothers their best friends. RP Example: (atleast 100 words)
Mike was outside shooting some hoops waiting for chirs to wake up so he could challegne him to alittle one on one. Mike was finally conviced he was gonna beat his brother he was just getting ready to finally prove it. Chris came out and watched on as Mike shoot the balls. Mike look over and saw his brother and smirked. "Finally your awake get your but over here so I can beat you once and for all" he awaited his brothers responce
Chris came out and said "Are you just saying that because you know I'll come up with the victory" He smirked and took the ball out of Mike's hands. Mike just waited for the game to begin. Chris shoot the ball and made it
"Losers ball" he said to Mike. "ALright" responed Mike Chris began dribbling the ball and mike stood their ready to block the ball. Chris moved to one side and mike followed cirs moved to the other sided and mike followed. Chris shook him again and slamed the ball in the hoop.
"Not bad your ball loser" Mike stood up and dribbled the ball and made the jumpshot. the game went up for hours untill finally Chris won the game 29 to 26.
"Good game bro I told you I was gonna win" "yea but at least I was some competition" "yea you where come on lets get washed up" "Alright" they both went inside Anything Else:nope
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Post by Kendra Jovan on Nov 29, 2005 21:46:55 GMT -5
Name:Kendra Jovan Age/Year:15/Sophmore Appearance: Personality:Kendra is outgoingand very outspoken. She speaks against things she doesn't believe in and she stands behind her beliefs. Although she acts very confident she secretly has a lot of self-esteem issues. History: Kendra's parents divorced when she was four so her and her little brother have live with their mother ever since. Her mom has just recently been remarried and they now live a pretty average life. Her brother has some behavior problems though which causes a lot of arguing to happen in her household. She just drowns herself in music to rid herself of problems though. RP Example: Kendra sat down in class and sighed. She was having a long day and it was only second period. Why did she always have to hear her brother arguing with someone? Couldn't she have one peaceful morning? She looked around as the class filled up. She got the normal wierd looks but just rolled her eyes at them. She smiled as one of her friends sat down behind her. Before she got a chance to talk to her the teacher came in and requested the class be quiet. She stared blankly at the board as the teacher rambled about some kind of nonsense. It was definately going to be a long day. Anything Else?: Kendra sings and plays guitar and piano.
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Post by umbaria on Dec 4, 2005 9:10:27 GMT -5
Name: Gitsi Costa Age/Year: Seventeen/ Junior Appearance: Gitsi has long, dark brown hair and aqua eyes. Her skin is pale and flawless, except with the occasional scar, and she usually hides herself behind lots of dark makeup. She could be described as seducing, and she usually wear's clothes with the name of a heavy metal band somewhere written on it. Personality: Gitsi stays somewhat quiet, being Polish, she hasn't yet mastered all the aspects of the English language. She is quite devious however, and if anybody creates a grudge against her, then they better watch out. Gitsi isn't afraid to show some skin, especially if it means money. Finally, Gitsi loves animals, and as a result, is a strict vegetarian. History: Gitsi's family originated from Poland. Her mother and father started out quite nice, but after Gitsi's mother died in a car accident, her father has resorted to insanity. Scared, Gitsi rang up a helpline, and they took him into care. (Aka an asylum) Gitsi has lived with her foster parents now for a couple of years, and is quickly learning english. RP Example: It was raining again. Gitsi sighed as she let the rain was over and down her, revelling in the cool, calm water. It soothed her somewhat, and yet, at the same time, made her feel alive, primal even. Flipping her soaking hair over her left shoulder, she proceeded down the street with her hands in her pocket. Her clothes stuck to her, making her feel slightly uncomfortable. She was wearing a long, black sleeved top which said ‘Slipknot’ on it, and her dark, baggy jeans trailed after her on the wet floor. Gitsi leaned against the wall, wiping her lips clean of the rainwater, and staring up at the darkening sky.
Anything Else?: Errm, if she does start spouting Polish, I'll include a translation. ^.^
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Post by Jake & Kami on Dec 4, 2005 10:40:08 GMT -5
Name: Jake Phillip West Year: Sophmore, 16 Eyes: Deep blue Weight: 150 pounds Height: Around 5''11 Hair: Short brown. Parents: Parents own there own company, don't spend much time with Jake History: Jake has always been the cute boy next door but he desperatly wants to change that. Always growing up he was watched by his grandmother who past away last year, he's taken it pretty hard these past couple of months and moving here well, I guess you could say was his chance to start over. He loves baseball, he's been playing ever since he was 6. His uncle plays MLB which is an added plus, because that is his dream carear. Siblings: Only child. Five Words That Describe Him: Sort-of shy, athletic,strong, kind-hearted,sweet.
FAVORITES Music: Rock. Some metal Food: Fried Chicken. Steak. Animal: Dog. Color: Red. Sport: Baseball Shoe: Um sneakers or his cleats for baseball. Store: Whatever is convenent Transportation: An old black pick up truck. Picture:
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