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Bryan Greenwells


Bryan giggled, "You sound exactly like my brother. No socializing, always food." He pulled up his sleeves, ran his hands through his hair and smiled at his nerves. "You're adorable."
 

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Eyeing the boy in front of her, she bashfully tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, exposing her several piercings. "Oh, gosh, no, not at all, but thank you." She laughed, shaking her head slightly.

INTERACTING W/: @Sweet Euphoriia







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Smirking at the blonde that walked up, Jason cocked an eyebrow, and sipped at his own cup. He returned his focus to the shorter girl next to him, lowering his head to whisper next to her ear., his voice quiet enough so it was inaudible to anybody but Shen. "Don't worry, I think you look just fine, don't mind her," he winked reassuringly, as if reading her mind, though he could simply tell she was worried about her outfit by the expression on her features and her body language. He smiled again a hand through his hair as he stood back up to his full height again.





INTERACTING W/: @Curacha & @Pure





 
Shen giggled. She playfully and lightly pushed Jason.


"Thanks. You're looking fine too." She winked a ridiculously large wink. Shen continued to watch the girl that had walked up.


@okaykarlee @Pure
 
Sammy blushed when Bry called him adorable. "Oh...uh, well....thanks, I guess." He said, not making eye contact. It almost sounded like Bry liked him, which was weird. No one ever liked him as a person, or even talked to him, honestly. "You have a brother? Do you have any other family?" He asked, trying to find something to say that wouldn't make him stumble over his words so much.


@MuffinRPs
 
Bry gave him a side smile. He was being even more adorable, "Yeah. Mom and Dad. They're always busy with something so I have always had to take care of my brother. Give him food at the exact right time. The exact right amount of TV. The exact right bedtime. But Dad had quit his job so he could take care of Michael whilst I'm here getting my life on track." He paused for a second, "I'm sorry if I talk too much. If I do you can say so."
 

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Arcus had officially enrolled into Oberlin Academy. He walked through the gate with his bag over his shoulder. He was wearing a polo shirt, that showed most of his tattoo. He didn't expect to make friends here. He was here just to get out of the public school system, but maybe just maybe he might make a few friends.

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Basic Info


Age:
15

Gender: Male

Height: 5'1

Eye Color: Light Blue

Hair Color: Blonde

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Disability: Gender Identity Disorder



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Looking up from the girls outfit and holding her laughter. Mellisa noticed the girl was glancing at her, obvious that she got the impression that she was making fun of her outfit. Watching the two talk she noticed they were rather quiet, quite difficult for the blonde to eavesdrop on. She didn't want to make enemies, especially during a time like this.

Watching the two, she noticed the girl was looking at her, a stream of guilt filled Mellisa face, she didn't want to piss this girl off or her boyfriend from the looks of it, especially the boyfriend. "Oh, sorry. Was just thinking-thinking of something else." She lied, her heart pounding as she looks at the two. Mellisa had to lie, she didn't want any enemies, no're have anyone get the wrong impression of the girl. "Forgive me if you... you thought I was making fun of you, it-it wasn't the case."

Currently talking to: @Curacha @okaykarlee
 
Plastering a smile on her face, Shen said "Oh, alright." It may have been a fake smile, but Shen felt better. She watched as the blonde's face turned into one that looked guilty. Feeling empathetic, she said "Really, it's okay." Shen stood around after that, awkwardness attacking her brain.


@okaykarlee @Pure
 
"Wow, that sounds crazy. No, you don't talk too much. I actually rather prefer it so I don't have to do the talking." Sammy said, smiling sheepishly. Suddenly he saw a massive black wolf come into the ballroom. "Crap." He whispered, knowing he was hallucinating. It stalked over to a couple of girls who were talking with a guy. He ground his teeth to keep from shouting out a warning. "So, do you live far from here?" He asked quickly, his voice straining.


@MuffinRPs


Mentioned: @Curacha @Pure @okaykarlee
 
Smoaki said:
Can I join? I'm new, but this looked interesting!
((Of course & welcome to RPNation! all you have to do is join in on the "Character Sign Up Page" I'll show you!

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"I was born in New Jersey. It explains my accent. It was a rough neighborhood. Lots of crime, bullying, hatred, drug usage, I know that one well, murder, general pissed off-ness from a lot a people." He replied, "Are you OK? You've gone pale."


@Shadow
 
Sammy nodded quietly when Bry asked if he was okay. He forced himself to stop watching the wolf and returned to staring at his hands. "I'm fine. Thank you, though. It must have been a it exciting to live someplace like that. I grew up in a neighborhood in Florida. It was nice, but nothing ever happened and our neighbors always ended up dying from old age." He said, remembering back to his childhood. And here he was a few years later......still the same odd kid, he thought, glancing back at the wolf. "So, uh....sorry, I guess I'm running out of things to say." He said, blushing slightly.
 
"You never have to apologize for anything you can't control. If you can't think of things to say, that's fine. You just enjoy the time you have on this rock called Earth. People forget that we are people and we are different. You have schizophrenia and that's something you have to deal with. I have depression and that's something I have to deal with. Everyone in this room has something they deal with on a daily if not hourly basis and they may not be able to control it. You should never apologize if your emotions get the better of you or if logic and reason aren't great. But you know what?" He smiled and took a hold of Sammy's hand, "You should always have faith that one day you won't be seen as just your problem."
 
Amelia Scott

Basic Info: Green eyes, Dark hair, 4'11 wearing 4 inch heels so 5'3.




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Amelia nervously combed her fingers through her long dark hair in the ornate mirror that hung in the lobby outside of the ballroom. She pulled out a small tube of pink
lip gloss and quickly applied a layer and rubbed her lips together, staring into her own worried eyes.She breathed a long slow breath before looking over herself one last time and pushing open the doors to the ballroom.When she saw what some of the others were wearing she immediately felt overdressed and her heart started to beat faster, but she breathed calmly again and debated internally who she should talk to first. She gulped noticing most people were already talking to someone and skirted the center of the room, sitting on a small sofa at the opposite end of the ballroom. She reached for her bag to shift it closer to her and accidentally knocked a vase next to it over. She watched in horror, hating herself for not moving to catch it, as it wobbled dangerously close to the edge and fell, shattering against the wooden floor with an extremely loud crash that echoed off of the tall walls. Amelia immediately bent down and began picking up the shards of glass, her face bright red.
 
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Emma Haas


Emma continued to smile at Tamika. Suddenly, she heard a sharp sound and covered her ears with her palms. A vase fell to the floor and shattered. Her first instinct was to get angry and rant about how much money that vase might've cost and how loud it shattered. Instead, she calmed herself down and did nothing except shoot a disapproving look the other girl's way.




@Tola @Smoaki




Stephanus De Meillon




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Stephanus had finally been enrolled in Oberlin. After much effort, his parents were able to enroll him. For a long time, they worried he wouldn't be safe there. He pushed through the ballroom door to see the sight of people. It was wonderful and a lovely sight, but the disturbing sound of a vase crashing to the floor and shattering into many pieces wasn't wonderful at all. He saw a nervous-looking girl sitting on a sofa next to where the vase crashed. In his own efforts to prevent her from feeling any worse, he looked for something to clean up a mess and went to a janitor's closet, finding a broom and a dustpan. Briskly walking, almost running, back to the ballroom, he swept up the vase pieces carefully and disposed of the remnants in a trash can.


@Smoaki
 
Sammy smiled slightly, feeling a bit better. That stupid wolf was moving on to check out the newcomers, but he was distracted from it when Bry held his hand. "Wow, no one has ever really put it that way before. Thank you." He said, feeling himself start to relax a little. "So how long have you had depression? If you don't mind me asking....."


@MuffinRPs
 
Bry thought about the question, "Probably 4 or 5 years. It's hard to put a number on it. I slipped into it whilst protecting my brother. People teased him for his autism and I tried to protect him. Strange considering he's tall and thin whilst I'm short and tubby. Then there was the Xanax and the drinking and the overdose. Then therapy and anti-depressants and secret Xanax usage and more bullying and then the enrollment." He smiled, "I don't let any of it effect me. That was then, this is now."
 



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Basic Info


Age:
15

Gender: Male

Height: 5'1

Eye Color: Light Blue

Hair Color: Blonde

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Disability: Gender Identity Disorder



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"Oh, alright. Really, it's okay."

A sigh of relief escapes the blondes mouth, at least she accepted her apology, however she didn't get much of anything from her boyfriend. Continuing to smile Melissa waited to speak, an awkward silence went on for a few seconds before saying something. "We'll uh, my names Melissa." The crossdresser said, moving past the two as she gets a plastic cup and fills it up with punch.

With the cup filled with punch, Melissa turns her heel, facing the two. "Sorry again for-"

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Flinching, her hands move back, causing Melissa cup to spill some of the punch on her dress, leaving a red stain on the white of her dress. "Oh.... shoot.." She mutters quietly, looking at the red mark on the bottom parts of her dress, her hand feeling the cold liquid.

Turning her head, trying to get a better view of where the vase crashed she noticed a brown haired girl bending down to pick up the shards. Shaking her head she lets out a sigh. "Heh, poor girl..." Taking a sip of the punch in her cup. "Must be hella embarrassing to do that, especially on the first day here." Melissa says quietly to the two, her eyes wide and a smirk appearing on her face.

Currently talking to: @Curacha @okaykarlee


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Amelia Scott

Basic Info: Green eyes, dark hair, 4'11 but wears 4 inch heels so 5'3




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Her face was the color of a tomato as she stood and watched Stephanus dispose of what was left of the vase. She walked over tentatively, still a red that would seem to most as humanly impossible.





"Uh, t-thanks," she said quietly, looking at the ground the entire time. Her stutter was a dead giveaway of how embarrassed she was, aside from her ever reddening embarrassed blush. Amelia didn't dare look up incase anyone else had looked in her direction, fearing it might spark her to have a panic attack.





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@Splo
 
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Sammy rolled his eyes and smirked. "You're not tubby. But you have a really great attitude about everything. I wish I was that well adjusted." He said, rubbing his tattoo absent-mindedly. "So where is your brother now? Will you be able to visit him whenever you want to? And please let me know if the questions I'm asking are too personal." He said, glancing at the wolf momentarily before he looked back at Bry.
 
Tamika flinched at the loud noise. "Damn!" She said. She was about to turn and mouth off to girl, but she stopped and and took two deep breathes. She must be embarrassed already and Tamika would be making it much worse for her. If she was in her place She wouldn't want to be cussed out. So she just turned back to Emma and continued her conversation. "Soo" she said.


@Splo @Smoaki
 
"I don't keep secrets from friends. My family wanted my brother to stay in our previous school. If he's moved, he'll freak out. He's used to patterns. He needs the stability of a normal school. But I need to get my life on track. I need somewhere where people are like me. That's why I'm here and my brother isn't. Sure, I can visit him when I want but it's better if he's with Mom and Dad and I'm here away from them. I need to be fixed." Bry looked down at his hands that were still in Sammy's and smiled, "And that may sound cruel but he deserves a normal life. Anyone I've ever spoken to deserves a normal life,"


@Shadow
 
Amelia Scott


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Amelia couldn't help herself, she looked up at the sudden surprised "damn" let out by one of the other people in the room. She caught multiple pairs of eyes staring at her and she immediately regretted looking up. Her face became even more red, if that was possible, and she could feel herself shaking slightly, but she couldn't help it or stop it. All of the noise around her became slightly dulled and she tried to take a deep breath to calm down, but it felt like someone had closed a bear trap around her chest. Her burning face paled and she leaned against a table nearby, hoping as much as she could that no one was seeing this. Other than the boy who had helped her of course, and even that made her more and more embarrassed, fueling her panic attack.


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