Realistic or Modern Rankin University IC (Closed)

[Lackadaisy]

Introduction:
In the Northern corner of Montana within the city of Rosse sits Rankin University, an institution famed across the United States for its academic prowess in both STEM and liberal arts. Named after the first woman to hold federal office in the United States, Jeannette Rankin, Rankin University began its construction in 1911 and opened its doors in 1919. Rankin, who had thrown her support behind the university's construction alongside her brother Wellington, was honored with being the school's namesake despite her unpopular vote against war with the German Empire in 1917.

In just four days will be the start of the 2019 Fall Semester, leaving the schedules of most students unbooked until Monday. On this day of August 29, 2019, will begin the tale of a group that would come to be seen as one of the strangest to ever arise within an American school; it begins with Miss Clover Marie Anderson's ( Harpi ) entrance into Dorm 11B of Grawl Hall.

Clover:
The living room that Clover found herself in looked just like a stock photo image. It was a largely barren room with only the most basic of furniture; the walls were a simple beige and the floor was a white carpet. Opposite of her -just a bit to her right- were four chairs with small coffee tables between them. A flatscreen TV that looked to be of an early model stood erect two meters from the chairs. She knew from memory that the kitchen was to her right and that there were two bathrooms as well as vanity areas on both her left and right. From her position, Clover could see the four bedroom entrances. Clover's bedroom was #4, the one on the far right.

 

[Harpi]

Introduction:
In the Northern corner of Montana within the city of Rosse sits Rankin University, an institution famed across the United States for its academic prowess in both STEM and liberal arts. Named after the first woman to hold federal office in the United States, Jeannette Rankin, Rankin University began its construction in 1911 and opened its doors in 1919. Rankin, who had thrown her support behind the university's construction alongside her brother Wellington, was honored with being the school's namesake despite her unpopular vote against war with the German Empire in 1917.

In just four days will be the start of the 2019 Fall Semester, leaving the schedules of most students unbooked until Monday. On this day of August 29, 2019, will begin the tale of a group that would come to be seen as one of the strangest to ever arise within an American school; it begins with Miss Clover Marie Anderson's ( Harpi ) entrance into Dorm 11B of Grawl Hall.

Clover:
The living room that Clover found herself in looked just like a stock photo image. It was a largely barren room with only the most basic of furniture; the walls were a simple beige and the floor was a white carpet. Opposite of her -just a bit to her right- were four chairs with small coffee tables between them. A flatscreen TV that looked to be of an early model stood erect two meters from the chairs. She knew from memory that the kitchen was to her right and that there were two bathrooms as well as vanity areas on both her left and right. From her position, Clover could see the four bedroom entrances. Clover's bedroom was #4, the one on the far right.

Clover sat down in one of the four chairs surrounding the coffee table. She took a minute to stay still and appreciate the silence she rarely had a chance to experience and consistently depriving herself of as a result of studies and her intent on keeping up on her weightlifting whenever possible as to not fall behind the expectations she alone set and enforces upon herself. Knowing full well that this moment was unlikely to reoccur in the near future with the semester steadily yet loudly approaching took this time to reminisce about her life up to now and what may happen after. Her father had been successful for most her life with her mother doing occasional private Gaelic tutoring and her brother choosing to barricade himself in his room until what seemed like his Sophomore year. Clover took an interest in sports at an early age and became passionate about weightlifting part way through Highschool despite her mother's best attempts at curving her intentions. She made role models out of her coaches and felt a sense of pride in being one herself whenever the thought struck her. The chance of being able to both continue her weightlifting career and acquire a job as a coach to inspire others to follow her footsteps was a dream come true and an opportunity she would refuse to not take. After much discussion with her parents, Clover became a student at Rankin with little hesitation on her part. She powered through the first semester but began to slow down as the grind began to take a toll. She pressed on however, bringing her to this moment of serenity.

 

[Lackadaisy]

Clover sat down in one of the four chairs surrounding the coffee table. She took a minute to stay still and appreciate the silence she rarely had a chance to experience and consistently depriving herself of as a result of studies and her intent on keeping up on her weightlifting whenever possible as to not fall behind the expectations she alone set and enforces upon herself. Knowing full well that this moment was unlikely to reoccur in the near future with the semester steadily yet loudly approaching took this time to reminisce about her life up to now and what may happen after. Her father had been successful for most her life with her mother doing occasional private Gaelic tutoring and her brother choosing to barricade himself in his room until what seemed like his Sophomore year. Clover took an interest in sports at an early age and became passionate about weightlifting part way through Highschool despite her mother's best attempts at curving her intentions. She made role models out of her coaches and felt a sense of pride in being one herself whenever the thought struck her. The chance of being able to both continue her weightlifting career and acquire a job as a coach to inspire others to follow her footsteps was a dream come true and an opportunity she would refuse to not take. After much discussion with her parents, Clover became a student at Rankin with little hesitation on her part. She powered through the first semester but began to slow down as the grind began to take a toll. She pressed on however, bringing her to this moment of serenity.

The door opened and in came Mr. Kevin Fredrick Christianson ( Locklaklazarii ).

 

[Locklaklazarii]

A silhouette of flesh upon a beige and cardboard background, Kevin came into the dorm as if he were a merchant peddling wares that stacked to the ceiling. Boxes, Boxes and... More Boxes, Skinny, Fat, Small and Large He heaved them all into his Room one at a time not even stopping to see the girl before him sitting on the seat. They seemed as if they would never end until he came upon the last, and the largest of the boxes. He looked it over for a moment contemplating how he'd manage to pull such a monstrosity in, then in an Atlantean fashion he slung the box unto his shoulder. His body for a moment curved and contorted to get the box in, it was like solving a puzzle slowly moving it through the doorway, then as soon as it got through his posture stiffened and everything realigned and he stood straight up practically scraping the ceiling he pressed the box into his room. With one deep breath and a clap he exited the room taking out his ear buds and pausing his music, turned to the woman who he had neglected for the few minutes that he moved his collection. He made his way over to her, brushed through his hair with his hand, "Hey, Name's Kevin and by the look of you..." he eyed her up and down, "You must be the maid."

 

[Harpi]

A silhouette of flesh upon a beige and cardboard background, Kevin came into the dorm as if he were a merchant peddling wares that stacked to the ceiling. Boxes, Boxes and... More Boxes, Skinny, Fat, Small and Large He heaved them all into his Room one at a time not even stopping to see the girl before him sitting on the seat. They seemed as if they would never end until he came upon the last, and the largest of the boxes. He looked it over for a moment contemplating how he'd manage to pull such a monstrosity in, then in an Atlantean fashion he slung the box unto his shoulder. His body for a moment curved and contorted to get the box in, it was like solving a puzzle slowly moving it through the doorway, then as soon as it got through his posture stiffened and everything realigned and he stood straight up practically scraping the ceiling he pressed the box into his room. With one deep breath and a clap he exited the room taking out his ear buds and pausing his music, turned to the woman who he had neglected for the few minutes that he moved his collection. He made his way over to her, brushed through his hair with his hand, "Hey, Name's Kevin and by the look of you..." he eyed her up and down, "You must be the maid."

"And I suppose you're the plumber here to fix my pipes?" Clover replied in a sarcastic attitude before giving off a small laugh and continuing "No, i'm one of your roommates, I imagine the others should be arriving soon"

 

[Locklaklazarii]

"And I suppose you're the plumber here to fix my pipes?" Clover replied in a sarcastic attitude before giving off a small laugh and continuing "No, i'm one of your roommates, I imagine the others should be arriving soon"

"If they take their time, maybe I can see about getting those pipes fixed?" he said with a grin and slight air of comedy. He Plopped down on one of the chairs next to hers, "Never got that name."

 

[Harpi]

"If they take their time, maybe I can see about getting those pipes fixed?" he said with a grin and slight air of comedy. He Plopped down on one of the chairs next to hers, "Never got that name."

Clover gave a small sigh "Names' Clover, and for starters I'd prefer if you'd stay at least one chair away from me until graduation"

 

[Locklaklazarii]

"You got a lot of spirit, even for an Irishman." he said pulling the seat in closer as to taunt her.