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 Posted: Wed May 13, 2009 11:19 am
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- - ✖ M a i nxHallways
Throughout the school are various hallways, all looking similar in nature. Marble floors line the ground, the tiles are each a cream color, though the shade varying from tile to tile. Aligning the wall are tall pillars, spread throughout the hall. Arches hang over head, showcasing beautiful workmanship. Along the walls of the exterior hallways are large windows, reaching from the ground up towards the ceiling with large arches overhead.
These hallways connect pretty much every place in the entire school, and must be used in order to get from one place to another unless one decides to travel outside instead.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 4:22 pm
_________________________________________________________- - ✖ V a n e s s a xL e w i s 
"Next time I'm driving." Came the mutter from a tall boy as he strode through the hallway. His eyes wavering over to the girl walking next to him as he spoke, the green hues looking at her with a nonchalant expression fixed onto his face. He seemed indifferent, not showing any sign of emotion on his features. However, his sister seemed far more fervent as she scoffed, glaring over in his direction.
"I am not a bad driver." She huffed annoyed, crossing her arms as she continued to strut through the long hallway. Sure her speedometer may have stayed at a constant rate above the speed limit, but she found that to be no reason to judge. Besides, she had only wanted to get to the school as fast as possible. Escaping the boring suburban life was a completely new adventure in itself, and she had been eager to get to play with her abilities once more. Sadly, her brother wasn't nearly as thrilled as she was, but he would come around soon enough. "You just need to lighten up, Tristan."
A chuckle escaped from the boy before he replied to her, finding her response to be so typical of his sister. Constantly she would badger him, telling him to 'lighten' up whenever she put him in a difficult situation. Good thing he wasn't a temperamental individual. "So where to now, Ness?" He asked her lightly, his voice seeming a bit distant.
"Eh, I don't know. Why do I have to be the one to decide?" Vanessa retorted in a huff. "I guess going to our dorms would make the most sense." She continued, bringing one of her hands up to her face and running her slender fingers through her long dark locks. She then stopped, her short dress billowing downwards after doing so, her weight resting on the heels of her shoe. "Now where are the dorms?" The tall girl muttered, spinning around in search of some hallway or something of that sort.
[Ah, I don't have a post thing for Tristan. I need to add him in.. But too lazy XD]
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BANG s c r e w x Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 4:46 pm
 __Just popped_______a pills_____________[ "few" ] __________And I'm taking a ( s l o w boat ) to Hades,Don't think I'll get b e t t e r.
Maybe I'll get✖
C R A Z Y
People usually thought that Justin slept completely still through the night. How wrong they were, actually. He was one of Copyrighted Powers Academy's nocturnal inhabitants. It's not that he didn't want to sleep, it's that he couldn't. There was no fear of nightmares or bogeymen and monsters. Justin just came to realize he simply couldn't sleep. Of course, what he didn't know was it was guilt trying to eat him. He might not show remorse, but, some part of his body is in ruins and nervous wreck simply because of guilt and all that jazz. Or, the fact there's a demon inside of him, howling, didn't ever help. So, here he is now. Three in the morning, day two, staring out the window and smoking a cigarette while Frank Sinatra plays in the background like it's some swanky Jazz club 'back in the day'. Somewhere beyond the sea... Too bad Justin was scared of the ocean pretty much. Sighing, he killed the cancer stick and opened the window a little more to let the smoke and scent out before it clung to everything. Sleepy-footed, he urged himself towards the fridge and pulled out a can of orange Sunkist, downing it quickly and allowing the burn of the carbonation to wake him up a little. It was all ritual to Justin. Nothing new. He should be 'allowed' to go to bed soon, from what he observed.
Stretching a little, he finished off the carbonated drink and plopped down into the messy, purple and blue sheeted bed and turned off the light beside him. Everything was sucked into darkness except the soothing sounds of Frank Sinatra and Louis Armstrong, both his favorite singers. The half-demon's bright amber eyes slid shut and his breathing soon became heavy and eased. Finally, he joined the sleeping world around him. But, it wasn't too much later that light filtered in the room, creeping by on the carpet, onto his bed and onto his face. Justin stirred slightly, feeling as though he'd just laid down. "Morning already?" He mumbled, rubbing his eyes and gently brushing the red hair from his pale face that knew so many other forms but his own true self. "And I say to myself... What a wonderful world..." Louis Armstrong crooned just before the radio was cut off and Justin decidingly stood in front of the mirror, pulling off the white wife-beater and examining the inked-blue rose tattoo on his abdomen. The pain was worth it.
That was that. Justin sighed and went back into his room, changing form as he stood stark nude before the shower. In and out, then, changed himself into a colorful, pale shirt and a pair of torn, black jeans, held in place, though always slightly sagging, with a white studded belt, as well his cherished shoes, black and white checkered vans. However overused they maybe, they were comfortable.
He shrugged, pulling out his Pantech Duo and texting a message to Tirza, Pedro and Jacob, telling them to meet him in the cafeteria. Of course, he remembered that phones never worked at CPA...Oh well, they would get the hint at some point. If he wasn't in his room, he was eating. Cause, ya know, he loved food. Leaving his room messy, he strolled out into the crowding halls, not really paying attention to where he was going to begin with. Thud! "Son of a ******** b***h!" People are meant to walk in halls, not just stand there, looking ******** retarded. Justin looked down, something he only had to do slightly, as the girl was only an inch shorter than he. "Mah bad, lil' lady." SHe looked damn good, that was certain. But, after casting a glance at the boy beside her, Justin figured she was taken or something. Still, he continued to charm with his crooked smile.
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if I don't remember me, n o o n e will
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 5:05 pm
_________________________________________________________- - ✖ V a n e s s a xL e w i s
The girl found herself practically toppling over as she felt someone ram into her side, though she quickly regained her composure, shifting her weight on her feet as to make sure she didn't fall. Her sharp emerald hues quickly averting to the person who had 'attacked' her, a glare meeting the boy as he cursed in frustration. Idiot. Had he not been looking where he had been walking? Ah well, at least he was attractive. It was far better to run into a cute boy than into some hideous being. Not that she was excusing what had just happened of course, for it was still evident from her fuming glare that she was not all that happy, and his next words only angered her further.
"Yea, your bad." Vanessa snapped back bitterly, her glossed lips fixed into a frown. "How about you watch where you're going next time?" She continued annoyed.
Tristan, watching the scene indifferently, sighed, looking over towards his sister as she fumed. "You're not going to make a single friend, Ness." He muttered to her, knowing what he said would probably be true. Vanessa and others usually didn't get along, especially if they were the type to snap back at her. Perhaps the only reason she didn't hate him was because he always kept his mouth shut and listened to her constant ramblings. If only she would broaden her horizons, though then again the guy who stood before him didn't look like the best person to be her friend anyways.
"Why don't you shut the hell up, Tristan?" Vanessa said in reply to her brother, glancing towards him before averting her attention back to the boy who had angered her so.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 5:12 pm
__Just popped_______a pills_____________[ "few" ] __________And I'm taking a ( s l o w boat ) to Hades,Don't think I'll get b e t t e r.
Maybe I'll get✖
C R A Z Y
Looks are deceptive. How could someone so pretty have such a hideous personality? He was going to brush it off, but, the demon inside flared, taking over his personality and, Justin instantly sneered. "s**t, how about you not stand in the middle of the ******** hallway like some dumbass b***h?" If he were outside, he would have spat. Then, again, that wouldn't have been nice. Leonard was causing Justin to act very unkind. Well, what could he do? Explain with a lame excuse? The eyes turned deep black were a dead give away, and, the fact his nails were growing weren't helping. 'Please don't let her do anything to make me snap.' Breath in, breath out. Count to ten. He turned on heel, voice shaky as he fought against Leonard and still tried to keep his composure. "Whatever. It's not worth my time to associate with some female dressed like she just crawled out of the strip club." With a single hand, he waved her off, fighting trying to strangle her and inject poison into that pale slim neck of her's. Walk away. Walk. People were staring.
Just walk. Find Tirza. Find Pedro. Find his brother. Something. Instantly, everything calmed down. All the tension died as a sense of peace fell over him and everyone in the hall. He could feel it. Justin glanced around, looking for Pedro, the only empath he knew that would purposely use his powers to divert any fights. He let go of his breath and turned slightly to the girl, wondering what she looked like in such a calm state... Come to think of it, Justin couldn't remember why he was mad to begin with... Oh well.
[edit]
[ Will dual post as Pedro and Justin after your next post.
No format will be used. :] ]
✂- - - - - -♥;;
if I don't remember me, n o o n e will
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 5:27 pm
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as i gave in my initial velocity became negative
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o o c ; ;x adfjaslkdfja;lds. short post. x u x
Ah. The overflowing flurry of people. Ryu didn’t know what to make of it.
Murmured conversations, hushed voices, loud cackles of laughter, everyone around her adjusting to their surroundings, whether or not they had been here before. Black, tarnished ebony eyes fluttered downwards, unsure how she should come across people, though she knew the way she would act without even thinking another second on it. The perfect student – quiet, soft spoken, yet very intelligent and kind to everyone. With a quiet sigh, the eighteen year old glanced upwards, then quickly back down, delicate and smooth fingers crinkling the slip of paper that had been given to her in the mail, the map of the school, with information about her down on the back. She cocked her head to the side, a bit disappointed she had two other people in her room. Ryu didn’t exactly hate socializing, it just meant all the more people to fake with her ‘perfect’ persona. It didn’t matter anyways, she’d be hurting herself more in the end.
With a small black backpack equipped to her back, and a black leather purse slung around her shoulders, Ryu looked around at her surroundings, wondering if her small amount of luggage was out of place. With her father’s terrible salary and her mother’s unemployment, the girl had little necessities – she had gotten used to it. In fact, even with her limited wardrobe and little number of schooling supplies, Ryu didn’t mind at all. She understood her parents situation, blamed herself, and appreciated that they even bought her clothes. Ryu looked down, a faint smile cast upon her lips as she tugged at the neck of her tight black turtleneck. The fit was comfortably secure, but for most, it would be uncomfortably tight. Everything, in fact, within Ryu’s wardrobe, was unusually small and petite, but the style was more than perfect for Ryu. Although she didn’t care about clothing, she probably looked spectacular.
With a light toss of her shimmering black hair, Ryu looked up, and just in time too. As her eyes set upon a beautiful girl, who appeared close to her age, a man beside her, and another with gorgeous red hair and an eyepatch, the beautiful girl was slightly pushed aside and bumped into Ryu, almost knocking the frail little girl over. Her eyes grew large, fearful of angering the other girl further, seeing as to how she was already mad about being pushed aside by the red haired man. Nodding her head in apology even though the three didn’t notice, Ryu remembered that she was no longer in Japan, thus, things would be much different. Going over all her English that she had studied so hard in Japan, Ryu scratched her head, deciding that she was glad she had not been noticed. As she walked on, and Ryu looked down as she proceeded through the hallway, trying her very hardest not to lose her way.
Hopefully she wouldn’t be roomed with anyone so noisy…or anyone so easily angered…
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 5:32 pm
_________________________________________________________- - ✖ V a n e s s a xL e w i s
Vanessa stared at the boy, speechless for the time being. She had not in the least expected the response that she had received. Usually people didn't have the courage to snap back at her in such a manner, though that may have been simply because she was usually only around her brother who failed to snap back at any of her snide words. Though this boy was different, he hadn't swooned over her, he had just spat at her. The nerve! Not only that be he had even insulted her looks, which just had engendered her to wish to rip his head off of his perfectly sculpted body. She was no stripper. Strippers had no class when it came to clothes, she was fashionable. Hell, the clothes she was wearing probably cost more than he was worth.
"Son of a b***h." She scoffed, glaring at the boy as he turned to walk away, the frown still fixed on her features. However, the frown slowly began to melt away, the expression on her face soon beginning to soften into a more calm stoic look. Odd. Where had her anger disappeared too? She averted her emerald hues over to her brother, the glazed over eyes looking to him as if he would have the answer. Though he simply shrugged in reply to her, which only caused her to turn her attention back to the boy who had shifted his attention back to her as well. Had he done something? Perhaps he had, but he seemed far too much of the angry type to be able to make someone else feel calm.
Calmness. It was such an odd thing for her to experience, as she was constantly fighting frustration with others or just irritation with the world. She had never been the type to slow down and 'smell the roses'. Never. Not once. Sure Tristan often instructed her to try and calm down at times, but that never worked. She never truly was serene, until that moment really Huh. Who knew she would've liked it so much?
"What did you do..?"
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 5:56 pm
Everything seemed to stop. Or was that the people around them. Through the crowd, a familiar Hispanic, adorned in a black tank-top, a pair of red basket ball shorts, sagging as Justin's were, and a matching pair of red, bandanna-print vans, appeared. Cat-yellow eyes and smirk indicating amusement. But, he played off as innocent. "Mornin', J-Boy. Who's the little mama you got with you?" Pedro was only five' ten, but, considerable more thin and fragile than Justin was. Never the less, one could tell he certainly had more charm and kindness than his partner-in-crime. Of course, then again, Pedro didn't have Leonard howling inside of him constantly. Justin bit his lip as he pulled his friend into a 'handshake-hug' sort of ritual. He wouldn't say a thing. That might spark up a fight between the girl and 'Dro. No doubt she would win, considering he wouldn't really be the one to disrespect a female like that. "`Sup, 'Dro. You know where Tears an' Jake are at?" The boy shook his head. "Nah. I was just about to ask you the same thing." He glanced down at Vanessa, wiggling his fingers at her lightly in a polite wave. Judging by the way Justin hadn't introduced them yet, Pedro assumed they were new just like him. Besides, Justin certainly would have mentioned something about this fiesty pretty-mama standing in front of him. "Say, girlie, what's your name? Mine's Pedro, but, you can just call me 'Dro." Charm, charm, smile. Justin resisted the urge to blurt out the fact she was a b***h and he shouldn't talk to her. But, Pedro maintained the hold of calm over everyone and there would be no such instances.
[edit to move things along]
Justin shook his head, unable to stand being here any longer. He knew Pedro was altering his angry feeling and hated that. But, there was nothing he could do until he was out of the radius. He stormed off as best as he could with an eerily calm look on his face, off someplace safer.
[ Justin to somewhere. TBA]
Pedro shook his head and smiled at the siblings. "Gotta bounce. I have a red-head to catch." Knowing Justin's angry tendencies and lashing violence at times, Pedro didn't want the school getting destroyed. He left, though, unaware that he lost Justin already.
[ Pedro to somewhere. TBA ]
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