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1.) Follow the ToS
2.) Romance is allowed and somewhat incouraged
3.) Cybering is not okay I really don't want to read smut.
4.) I don't tolerate discrination, bitchyness or rudeness.
5.) We're all equal, although I have slightly greater power.
6.) Don't steal my rp idea please. without my permission
7.) Send the profiles to me under, 'I can see them'
8.) I have the power to change these rules.
9.) If you must leave the roleplay then tell me
10.) If your gonna be away please tell me.
11.) Have fun!

Table of contents
Lyrics
Story
Rules
Character profile
Accepted characters



I was named: Aiden Morino
But I am normally called: Aiden, Aid
Last I checked I am: Male
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: When He was young he used to have alot of fun with his parents Until they started to get into the stock market and they were just too busy for him. When he was about 5 his parents had another kid, a Daughter. So he was stuck taking care of his little sister He protected her through everything since their parents were so busy. On his 16th birthday He fund out his little sister had cancer so he got a tattoo. A heart with the name Hana (her name) on it. When he was 17 his little sister died so got the sword attached to it. Nobody knows about any of his life ather then him. His parents barely even noticed His sisters death. He's also the captian of the football team and Just uses it to take out his rage at the world.
Who died?: his little sister
Anything else I need to add: He is also a Photographer in his spare time.
I look like:
My controller is: ship-wreaked1

I was named: Jenna Harp
But I am normally called: Jen
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: Jenna grew up in her best friends home, She lived with their family as if they were her own. Jen’s parents were extremely busy and had very little time for her. When Jen was sixteen her best friend got into the bad habit of Buying and selling illegal drugs. Her friends name was Taffeta, and she was shot to death October fifteenth; Jen was sixteen years old at the time. After hearing the news she cut off all ties to the family and took up graffiti as her form of self expression. She is known in the graffiti scene by the name ‘Reminisce’. She has a very angled outlined style.
who died?: Her best friend, Taffeta.
Anything else I need to add: She has committed her entire life into graffiti.
I look like:
My controller is: dragonhealer

I was named: Ryu Kosaka
But I am normally called: Riyu
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday I saw 17 Candles on my cake.
This is my life story: Ryu never had parents who really cared. The only reason she was alive was because they enjoyed sex. She had older brothers and younger sisters, and everything in between. Yet, she was alone. That was, until Anna came along.

Anna was a spiritualist, one who believes in ghosts. She said she could summon them from anywhere on the earth, and even from heaven. She was a crazy fighter, too, and met Ryu when saving her from a mob. Pretty soon, though, to protect themselves on the streets, they joined a gang. They got into drugs, and alcohol. The fear of all the illegal things they did was almost unbearable. But they never had sex. They didn't want to. They were OK with shooting people, but reproduction was not OK.

Then, one day, their gang got into a gang fight. Ryu was shot at, but Anna flung her out of the way. Anna died quickly, shot straight through the heart and out the other way. Her last words were, "Not you, girl." Then she died.

Hungover with shame and grief, Ryu entered herself to go to this highschool. She left the gang, gaining herself a broken leg in the doing.
who died?: Her best friend.
Anything else I need to add: She's blind. Lost her eyesight in a gunfight.
I look like:
My controller is: Clara33

I was named: Serena Ambrosine
But I am normally called: Rena, Sa
Last I checked I am: Female.
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: Seventeen
This is my life story: I grew up in an over protective family as the baby. My parents would always tell my brother Jason to take care of me, and he did. He always did. And he paid for it in the end. We were walking home from a movie one night when we were sprung by a couple of guys who tried to mug my brother and kidnap me. Lucky enough, my brother was a big, strong guy, and he wouldn't let anything happen to his baby sister... No matter what the cost. He died trying to protect me. The guys ran off before the cops found us, and Jason handed me his lucky necklace before he passed on, bloodied and smashed up...
Who died?: Her brother.
Anything else I need to add: Serena loves music and often finds solace in it.
My controller is: x x _ m o n e t _ x x

I was named, Cory Benevidez
But I am normally called: Spazz or Cor
Last I checked I am: Male
On my last birthday I saw 17 Candles on my cake.
This is my life story: As caring and loving as Cory's parents are they were blind to what he was feeling constantly. He was always either being yelled at or bossed around by his parents for them to notice if anything was wrong. Which really sucked. Being in band, running track and being in clubs of various school organizations he kept very busy until the day he thought was the perfect day. The day of his girlfriends birthday he took her out for a day on the beach, you know... the romantic things like that. But what seemed to be a perfect day turned out for the worst. They were both out swimming in the water together with some other friends that had found them on the beach. The life guard had screamed out "Shark!" a little down the ways, but Cory and Samantha hadn't heard it over everything going on there, and stayed in the water. The shark had made its way down the beach to where they all were and it began to swim around, lying in wait, and chose to attack Samantha (Cory's girlfriend). Cory saw the distress in her eyes as the shark began to attack her and eat her alive. He had tried as best he could to pull her out before the shark got to her, but to no avail. He ran back to shore and watch the grusome thing happen. The next few days he sat at home crying, locked in his room. Cory had started cutting all up and down his arm to try and escape the pain of no longer having Samantha in his life.
who died?: his "ex-?" girlfriend.
Anything else I need to add: He plays guitar and loves to draw.
I look like:
My controller is: chivelry isnt dead

I was named: Coy Gibson
But I am normally called: Dean
Last I checked I am: Male
On my last birthday I saw 18 Candles on my cake
This is my life story: I have one sister, she's younger. My parents who are never home, My dad who works for a forbe's top ten companies and my mother who's a teacher at a local high school and teaches special ed, always burried in piles and piles of work they never have time for my sister or I. So I pretty much take care of her on my own, making lunch, breakfast and dinner. My friends come over at odd times of the day and my cousins who I love dearly are always around, but especially Kelly, my best friend. She'd always come around even if I was mad at her she could always put a smile on my face. But one fateful day I got a call from her mother saying that she had died. Later on I found out that it was from annorexia. I knew about it the whole time and I hadn't done anything about it, telling her parents would've made her pissed off at me and telling anyone else would've made her not talk to me... I didn't ever want her mad at me... but I guess.... I can't even tell her that I loved her now...
who died?: my best friend
Anything else I need to add: he skates and always wears her favorite shirt under all his clothing to remember her.
I look like:
My controller is: chivelry isnt dead

I was named: Rebecca Patterson
But I am normally called: Rebecca, becca, becky, becks
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: Rebecca had a pretty good life. Her parents and her older brother were always there for her. She was always part of the out crowd though and was never treated nicely. One day she got into a fight this these boys who we're just out there to hurt her so her brother stepped in and tried to fight, until one of the guys pulled a knife on him and stabbed him right in the heart, right in front of her. The guys ran off laughing as she ran over to help her brother, by the time the ambulance got there her brother had already passed. By the time she got home her parents were gone, they left her. Now she lives alone and has to work for herself to live.
Who died?: Her older brother
Anything else I need to add: She talks using a pencil and paper, she doesn't like to actually use words.
I look like:
My controller is: ship-wreaked1

I was named: Matthew Anthony Fang.
But I am normally called: Matty, Anthony, Fang, Matt.
Last I checked I am: I was Female...Oh waite no Male, no...Yeah I'm Male.
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17.
This is my life story: All I could remember from my happy child hood, was my girlfriends kisses, and her hugs, they were my faviroute thing, the lit up my life. Even the smallest of details about her made me happy, I'd never had a smile so wide when we said we'd get married and have kids. But, we were 13, and madly in love. I didn't want to let her go for the world, I would have gladly let her rip my heart out, as long as it made her happy. I just, I don't know where I went wrong. All I ever did was try to make her happy, and whenever I asked her if she was, she smiled and said I'm great. Why didn't I see the signs I just can't believe she's gone.

Well, I guess your wondering what the hell Matthew is babbling on about now, you see, I was planning to meet up with her on her birthday, I bougth her concert tickets and everything. I stood outside her window all night long when her parents had told me at the door she couldn't see me right now. I believe them, but as I sang her faviroute song, outside her window, I herd a gun shot, it was from inside, so I jumped and climbed inside, she was in mid fall when I caught her, cradling her as I cried, she was gone and I knew it. No one cared but me though. Her parents blamed me for her death, and to this very day so do I.
who died?: Madeline Vortage, the love of my life.
Anything else I need to add: You know how people can say, oh i know how you feel, I'd avoid sayign that to me. Because you don't know how I feel, and you most likely never will...
I look like: [There both him.Just at diffrent times.]

My controller is: xXMatthewFangXx

I was named: Sean Uppman
But I am normally called: Sean
Last I checked I am: Male?
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: Im kind of an edgy person... well... very edgy. I dont really know what I am. Some people try to sort me, but none of them really do it effectively. I'm an average student, living with a happy family... well... semi-happy. They say I've changed ever since my girlfriend died. She was tall, long dark hair with green streaks. Every day she wore her fishnets and thick eye makeup, bright lip colors... the most amazing display I had ever seen. Before I met her... I was soft spoken... she changed me when she came into my life with her fashionably torn skirts and pink latex gloves... and changed me again when she left. I didn't matter to me that she was actually a guy... Transgender or whatever, my only regret is that thats what got her killed. People just don't get it.
who died?: My girlfriend, Jasmine aka Jimmy Brooks...
Anything else I need to add: Nope...
I look like:
My controller is: Sean Uppman

I was named: Tiffany Mason
But I am normally called: Mason
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: Mason had a pleasant life before the tragedy of her brother's passing. Her, her brother Brandt, and her father all lived together in a large condo, and she and her brother would go to visit their mother two weeks a year in Alaska. Mason and her guys, aka Brandt and her dad, always watched football games, played football and other backyard sports, and had movie night together on Thursday nights. After Brandt got killed in a drive-by shooting at her old school, her and her father moved to their current residence, and gradually began growing apart. Movie nights stopped being their family tradition. Her dad stopped asking her how her school day was. They stopped having dinner at the kitchen table together. Now her dad concentrates on his work to keep his mind off Brandt, and Mason gets left alone.
Now she does her best in school, pulling a B average. Her hobbies include singing, playing football and basketball, and writing music.
who died?: Brandt Mason, her brother
Anything else I need to add: Mason is pretty sociable and is pretty much a master at the artificial smile. Though she's hurting bad on the inside, she tries hard not to bring anyone else down.
I look like:
My controller is: SarahlovesDavidH

I was named: Vladimir Tod
But I am normally called: Vlad
Last I checked I am: Male..
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: My parents worked, like most, which isn't a big deal as you can see. It seems like nothing, nothing at all, everyone works at some point, or do we? Does your mom secretly work as a stripper, and does your dad work as an exotic dancer? Has your dad ever beat up a guy that touched your mom the wrong way. Have you ever had an angry group or couple chase your parents. Have you ever been walking around the park to see your mom, half naked, and your dad in tight pants and a colar with a leash? Have you ever, seen your parents being chased....

Have you ever seen them be shot at and killed?
Have you ever held onto your dead bleeding parents?
And cried yourself to sleep with them in your arms?
Have you ever awaken every morning, to an empty house?
Have you ever been mocked because of the fact that YOUR parents story was exposed all over the news?
No, I didn't think so...
who died?: My mother and Father
Anything else I need to add: No, because there's nothing left for me to say.
I look like:
My controller is: xXMatthewFangXx

I was named: Arabella Roxeanne Heritage
But I am normally called: Baby or Babydoll
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday Candles on my cake:17
This is my life story: I was born on the streets of New York City, or I shoulld say the outskirts. As a kid I spent my days alone, and very rarely at school. I learned well on my own and was way smarter than anyone would have guessed. My Mother was a desperate Broadway actress who did anything to work for slummy cockroach theatres. No where near Broadway. My Dad, well he could've been any of the men who lived on our block. When I was ten I found out I was very sick with some kind of blood disease. I forgot what it was called. Something to do with my blood having messed up cells. I try not to think about it. The more I studied the smarter I got. One night when I was 14 Mom and her boyfriend got into a fight. He shot her and chased after me. I ran into the Street and he got ran over. Later I watched my best friend Lyric die from AIDS in the Hospital. The only person ever there for me and never treated me like a worthless poor girl from the Bronx. As for this new highschool, well, it's my fresh start.
who died?: Lyric, My Mother and her Boyfriend
Anything else I need to add: what's eating me alive inside, it has a name, but I made myself forget it.
I look like:
My controller is: Megalyn Broadwaystar

I was named: Kataryna Smith
But I am normally called: Kat
Last I checked I am: Female
On my last birthday I saw _ Candles on my cake: 17
This is my life story: I was born two months premature and am completely deaf and mute. I learned American Sign Language and how to read lips from a very early age. My parents cared for me and taught me that my lack of hearing or voice was not a weakness, but a strength, as I could understand body language better than most people. It didn't even stop me from getting my driver's license! My mother is dead, and on the same night she died, my father disappeared, which was a week ago. I haven't told anyone at school that he's gone yet, though word will soon spread once the police put out an official report. I was at a friend's house the night she died and didn't know until i found her body the next morning.I am always trying to do my best and see the good in everything, but now, it's just so hard...
who died?: Mother
Anything else I need to add: I like to sneak into the band hall when no one is around and play on the drums because I can feel the vibrations from the drums on the floor, and I am half-way decent at it, but would die of embarrassment if anyone caught me. It is the one relief to my sorrows, otherwise I try to keep myself superbusy to keep from thinking about what happenned.
I look like: (Real picture please)
My controller is: Kathryn Moondancer

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Aiden woke up early, about 5am. He turned off his alarm and looked at his tattoo. He sighed as she thought of his sister. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He quickly went to his closet and grabbed clothes. He grabbed a towel then went into the bathroom. He had a quick shower then sighed when he got out. He went to the mirror and wiped it clean with the towel and did his hair after he got dressed. He striaghtened his hair then walked outside. He grabbed his bags and his bike as he rode it to school. He put a fake smile on his face as he parked his bike outside of the school then walked into the building, there the principal was waiting.

"Oh hello Aiden, I have a surprise for you and a few students. Just go into the gym and wait while the other get here."

He shurgged then just went to the gym, feeling very tired and confused. He sat down on a chair that was put into a circle.

Rebecca woke up at 6 am. She petted her dog and smiled faintly. She looked at the picture on her nightstand of her brother and her, a small tear came out of her eye but she wiped it away quickly. She hugged a small teddy bear her brother had gotten her then set it back down. "God I miss him." She whispered as she stood up and changed into jeans, a t-shirt and the put on her brother's old sweater. She grabbed a razor and cut her arm softly, she walked into the bathroom, watching the blood run down her arm. She did her hair quickly then washed the cut. She sighed again as she grabbed her bookbag and got into her brother's old car. She drove to school and parked in the parking lot. She walked into the building and saw the principal.

"Good morning miss. patterson please go to the gym. there is an assembly that you must attend.

She wrote on the pad of paper 'Okay then...' and walked off to the gym. She saw aiden then sat as far away from him as possible.

Cory sat there laying in his bed, a cold breeze came through his window which was cracked open slightly from him sneaking out that very night to go to a party. His parents had already gone off to work when he had come back early in the morning. He had shrugged it off then like it was nothing. Cory flipped his hair to move it away from his dark green eyes, then looking over to where his guitar sat that he hadn't pick up in years. It was collecting dust from all the clutter around it. Remembering now that the last song he had played on it was the song he wrote for his girlfriend three years ago. His mind drifted from the thought, it was too painful for him at the moment. But then he looked at his wrist the stain of cuts past were right there, looking him in the face. Like they were speaking to him telling him that the reason Samantha died was because he was not strong enough to save her, a coward at most if he was anything. He looked away to the clothes in his closet, hanging there, feeling as if they too were silently judging him. Cory hopped out of bed, having the clothing he had on yesterday he stripped down to his boxers and Samantha's necklace that he had taken when he went to her room the night of her death. He walked over to his closet silently and got out an old pair of jeans, ripped at the knee and torn near the thigh on one side, on the back right pocket and a tear on his front left. He slid the jeans on and then found a plaid button-up polo shirt and slipped that on over the baseball styled shirt that he slipped on beforehand. Cory quickly shook his head and styled his hair and headed out the door and to the gym. When he arrived he saw two guys and a girl sitting in there already. he decided that he'd take a seat randomly and sat two seats away

Coy got out of bed thinking of Kelly almost immediately. He had on her favorite shirt still. Looking around, his room stood silently. He had a picture of himself and her on his nightstand along with a lamp. He got up and got dressed in khaki shorts and a white polo over the shirt. Putting on his braceletsand spiking his hair up he headed out of his house with a dim outlook for the day. Coy's house not being far from the school he decided to walk even though his car was sitting right in the driveway. When he reached the school he was approached and told to go to the gymnasium for an important assembly that he was needed for. He noticed that his next door neighbor, Cory, was already there. It made him feel more at home seeing him there and decided to take a seat next to him on his left close to one of the other guys.

Cory looked back as he heard somebody coming in the gym. It was another girl but he made nothing of it. He was too focused on the other girl. He leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees waiting for something, really just anything to happen. The gym was getting hot and he wanted to open a window again. The hangover from drinking all the night before was getting to him now and his eyes started to hurt.

Coy looked over to Serena as she sat down next to him. He remembered her clearly from Chemistry the year before. "Good to see a familiar face." he said as he turned his body around to face her now. "You been doin' ok since I last saw you?..... Serena.... right?" he asked her. Though the mood of the room seemed hot and very grim he decided it might be nice to strike up a conversation and make it seem a little brighter. Even if he got snapped at by another student.