• Nothing like Highschool
    RPG - 50 - English - ©Tamatoa

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    Roles

    Boys - 5
    Username ~ Name ~ Age ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ Page
    Sarn ~ Val(entino) Jack Lyne ~ 18 ~ Popular nice guy/psychopath ~ Kian Lawley ~ 1.4
    Webster ~ Fergus Fraser ~ 19 ~ The Artist ~ Herman Tommeraas ~ 1.4
    Kendol ~ Name ~ Age ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ Page
    Webster ~ Archibald Arlington~ 19 ~ The Anti-Hunter~ Florian Neuville ~ 1.4
    Sameer ~ Name ~ Age ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ Page

    Girls - 7 - STOP
    Username ~ Name ~ Age ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ Page
    Cranston ~ Ailsa Nielsen ~ 17 ~ Bubbles ~ Hermione Corfield ~ 1.4
    Ziegler ~ Tansy Elizabeth Jenner ~ 17 ~ Teacher's pet ~ Oliwia Wedzicha ~ 3
    Eternitarian ~ Nicole 'Sully' Sullivan ~ 17 ~ Firecracker ~ Anna Christine Speckhart ~ 3
    Carneliana ~ Name ~ Age ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ Page
    Yellowstone ~ Hannah Sawyer ~ 17 ~ Clumsy Marshmellow ~ Scarlett Leithold ~ 3
    Sameer ~ Alessandra Flores ~ 18 ~ Wallflower ~ Chiara Scelsi ~ 3
    Soco ~ Eve Marilyn Freyz ~ 16 ~ Status ~ Faceclaim ~ 1.4
    Iratus ~ Lidiya Delov ~ 16 ~ Follower ~ Maria Almenta Poole ~ 3

    Partners
    Val & Hannah
    Fergus & Sully
    Tansy & Alessandra
    Dude & Ailsa



    The beginning
    It's the 21st of March, a month after their annual move to 'warmer' resorts (this year, our characters all went to Dubhaile, Scotland). everything is sort of back to normal, and they still have more than a month untill their exams. It's a friday afternoon (14:00) and to celebrate the beginning of spring, the students don't have classes for the rest of the day. The oldest (and ofcourse, most popular/richest) students will host the annual springparty later that night, in one of the old, unused hangars in the northern part of the school's domain. Every student older than 15 talks about it, as it is one of those events you look forward to the entire year.



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    Location & Map
    Location

    ❖ Russian Siberia (East)
    ❖ Average temp: -10°C
    ❖ Isolated, but large city, around 25km south.
    The winter is very long (half september till the end of april) and very cold. Snow only falls in september and october , but stays the entire winter. Summer is short and hot during the day, cool/cold during the night.
    ❖ Because of the isolation, there are a lot of lone vampires and werewolves. If you don't get the logic - which is probably, bc this sounds weird - just ask me, bc I don't wanna explain right now.


    Location & Map
    The school owns a large area of woods, a lake, sportareas and the buildings. There's also a lot underground. It looks old on the outside, but it's actually quite modern. There's a small airport in the north.
    WiFi & phonesignal

    Up - the image is clickable
    1)Administration
    2) Reception
    There's a gate inbetween 1 and 2
    3) Dorms (b) and living space (a) students
    4) Dorms (b) and living space (a) personel
    5) Cafeteria
    6) Dorms and livingspace travelers
    7) Classrooms age 6 - 12
    8) Classrooms age 12 - 6
    9) Music room and theatre

                                                   
    10) Library
    11) Theoretical classes
    12) Infirmary
    13) Shop
    A) Icehockeyfield
    B) Basketballfields
    C) Running track
    D) Rugbyfield
    E) Football field

                           
    1) This is where all the paperwork occurs.
    2) This is where new students and travelers sign up. It's also where you have to go when you're 'sent to the principal'.
    3) This is where the students sleep and live when they're not doing anything else. Every student has a room and a small bathroom on their own. There are four floors. The first and second floor are for the children between the ages of 6 and 12. The third and fourth floor are for the students between the ages of 13 and 20. The girls sleep on the 1st and 3rd floor, while the boys sleep on the 2nd and 4th floor. Showers are mutual and there's 10 of them on every floor. In the livingspace you have a few large rooms with TV's, pooltables, whatever you can think of.
    4) This is where the teachers and other staffmembers live and sleep. It's similar to that of the students, except there are only two floors. The women sleep on the second floor, while the men sleep on the first. There's only one, large living room.
    5) This is where everybody eats. There's room for about 400 people, so it's never full and everybody can sit where they want. There's always bread and breakfast available. If you want to eat something warm, you'll have to be there between 11 AM and 9 PM (21).
    6) These are the bedrooms of the guests. There aren't many of them, but it suffices. They have seperate rooms with their own bathrooms. There's a small, mutual livingroom.

    7) This is where the smaller children have their 'normal' classes. It's comparable to elementary school.
    8) This is where the teenagers have their 'normal' classes. It's something in between middle and highschool.
    9) This building has two rooms: A music room (with all the instruments you can think off) and a large aula, suitable for around 600 people.
    10) This is the library. Students can study and read here. Besides the normal world books, there are also a lot of books about the Hunter world. Most of them are copies of the originals.
    11) This is where the students get their theoretical classes. Half of the building resembles more of a museum, though.
    12) This is where the sick and injured are treated. They are prepared for a lot, but when someone is hurt really bad, there's always a small airplane or helicopter available.
    13) This is where students can shop. From clothes and toothpaste to weapons, alcohol and sigarettes, you can find almost anything here. And if you can't, you're allowed to order it here as well.
    A - E) Only maintained when used a lot

    1) Archives
    2) Lab 1
    3) Lab 2
    4) Shooting range
    5) Great Hall
    6) Small Hall
    7) Hall of knives
    8) Gym
    9) Fitness
    10) Pool

                                                                                                                                 

    Down - Image is clickable
    1) This is where the school keeps all the original books and all the records of every person who has walked through the gates.
    2) This is the research labaratory of the school. It's full of weird stuff and it's very modern, but it lacks WiFi.
    3) This is the weapon development labaratory of the school. It's full of weird stuff and it's very modern, but it lacks WiFi.
    4) This is a large shooting range. It's always kept in top condition.
    5) It resembles a gym, but it has a simulationprogram and all kinds of weaponry.
    6) This resembles a dojo. It's where the close combat classes take place. There are matts and mirrors.
    7) This is the place where you can train with all the non-shooting weapons.
    8) This is just a regular gym. You can play all kinds of sports here.





    Rules
    ❖ Alcohol is forbidden under the age of 17
    ❖ Cigarettes are forbidden under the age of 15
    ❖ All drugs are forbidden
    ❖ Guns and other shooting weapons aren't allowed outside the shooting range, unless you have permission
    ❖ Students are not allowed to enter the Archives
    ❖ Students are not allowed to leave the terrain without permission
    ❖ Students from the ages 6 to 12 have to be in their building between 8:30 PM and 7 AM
    ❖ Students from the ages 6 to 12 have to be on their floor between 9:30 PM and 6 AM
    ❖ Students from the ages 6 to 12 have to be in their room between 10 PM and 5:30 AM
    ❖ Students from the ages 13 to 20 have to be in their building between 10:30 PM and 5 AM
    ❖ Students from the ages 13 to 20 have to be on their floor between 11 PM and 5 AM
    ❖ Students from the ages 13 to 20 have to be in their room between 12 PM and 5 AM
    ❖ Students have to pay their respects for every graduated hunter.
    ❖ To avoid misuse of the previous rules, every graduated hunter has to leave the school for at least two years.
    ❖ The rooms will be checked every sunday. Privacy will be kept, but the dorms have to be clean and tidy.
    ❖ No one is allowed to hurt anyone in anyway, unless it's during training.
    ❖ Pets are allowed


    Students
    ❖ This isn't a school for every regular hunter. In fact, only three kinds of children end up here:
    - The ones who don't have a Hunter family that is big enough to give them the proper training. They are usually sent by their parents or other family members.
    - Orphans. They are the ones who are discovered and usually don't know anything about Hunters until they arrive at the school.
    - The troublemakers and unwanted. These children are usually so awful their family sent them away to gain some discipline. Most children belong in this group.

    ❖ The school houses children between the age of 6 and 20. That means every child has had the test with the photograph and everyone stays - unless something really serious happened - until their graduation.
    ❖ These children do not excist for the normal world. They don't have valid papers, or those won't be used.
    ❖ At the moment, there are 186 students housed. There are 53 teachers and 16 other staffmembers.


    Vacation
    Although this is a hard environment and there isn't much space for mental issues and care, they are not entirely unreasonable. The children can leave the school.
    ❖ They spend the coldest period of the year (half december - half februari) in a different country. Usually somewhere in Europe or North-America. The school will be divided in groups of maximum 50 and be stationed at a Quarter. This is not a break and the lessons (usually exams) will continue.
    ❖ The schoolyear ends on the 16th of June. It starts again on the 23rd of July.
    ❖ They get to go on a vacation in juli. It's three weeks long and they can choose their own destination (one that's on the list (15)). After these three weeks, school starts again.
    ❖ They often get a few days of during the year.
    ❖ Last winter, they went to Dubhaile, Scotland.
    ❖ Although it's not allowed, there are often parties for the students aged 15 or older. They take place in some of the old, not used buildings further north on the terrain.


    Training
    ❖ 6 years old: The children are shown a picture of a vampire. If they cannot see them, they are hunters. This is the age they are allowed at the school.
    Start of theoretic lessons.
    ❖ 8 - 10 years old: The children get their partner - with a maximum age difference of two years, although they try to keep the difference as small as possible - and a small brand of a moon on their right wrist. They start as soon as the youngest of the two turns 8.
    Start of practical lessons.

    ❖ 11 - 13 years old: They get to go on their first hunt, but are not allowed to kill anything - unless it cannot be avoided. They are guided by at least one more experienced hunter couple, who do most of the job.
    Choice of specialisations.*
    Theoretic lessons stop.
    ❖ 14 - 16 years old: They get to go on their first, unguided hunt. This is - after graduation - the highlight of their study. This is the moment their first kill happens. After this day, they go on a hunt every two weeks. They get a larger, but simple tattoo. Whenever they reach a certain amount of kills, the tattoo gets more detailed. (1ste kill, 10de kill, 25ste kill, 50ste kill, 80ste kill 100ste kill, 145ste kill, 200ste kill. After this one, a new tatto will be started.)
    ❖ 18 - 20 years old: They graduate. There's a ceremony each year, but I'm too lazy to think off that. They get another brand of a sun on their left wrist. Afterwards, they get a week to pack their stuff and leave. They are not allowed to come back for at least 2 years. However, they are allowed to keep their contacts and see their friends, just not at school.
    ❖ Ofcourse, not every student arrives at the school at the age of 6. The ones who are older get an adapted cousre. It's usually more intense and a lot more difficult as they get the same amount of time. Students who arrive really late, usually never become true Hunters and will become Teachers or researchers.


    Lessons
    Normal

    They get a normal education, although it's a bit easier than usual. It's a lot of selfstudy and it's only the basic classes. The older you get, the more you have to do on your own.
    ❖ Math
    ❖ English
    ❖ Russian
    ❖ Science (Chemistry, Physics & Biology)
    ❖ (Human) History
    ❖ Geography


    *Specialisations

    Every student gets basic training lessons. These are the things the students want to train extra. Another basic lesson is survivaling.
    Theoretics
    ❖ History & Research of monsters (H&RM): You'll learn everything there is to know about monsters, which isn't that much. This is a course that is looked down upon and not many students take it. The History part is quite extensive, but there isn't much budget and interest for the research.
    ❖ Firearms; History (FH): This is a course that cannot be taken alone. Students who follow weapondevelopment have to take it, while it's an option for the students who follow the course Firearms; Practice.
    ❖ Handarms; History (HH): This is a course that cannot be taken alone. Students who follow weapondevelopment have to take it, while it's an option for the students who follow the course Handarms; Practice.
    ❖ History & Research of Hunters (H&RH): You'll learn everything there is to know about Hunters, which isn't that much. This is a course that is looked down upon and not many students take it. The History part is quite extensive, but there isn't much budget and interest for the research.
    Practice
    ❖ Kill & Conquer; Vampires (KCV): This is the course where you'll learn every detail about killing vampires.
    ❖ Kill & Conquer; Werewolves (KCW): This is the course where you'll learn every detail about killing werewolves.
    ❖ Firearms; Practice (FP): You'll learn about guns and everything that shoots. You also learn how to use most of them, and choose a few to specialise in.
    ❖ Handarms; Practice (HP): You'll learn about knives, swords and every weapon that doesn't require munition. You also learn how to use most of them, and choose a few to specialise in.
    ❖ Close Combat (CC): Here you'll learn how to fight when you don't have a weapon.
    Both
    ❖ Weapon Development (WD): Here you'll learn how to change, improve or invent weapons of all kinds and other aids for hunting. Students who take this course also have to follow the History of both kinds of weapons.
    ❖ Medicine: This is where you'll learn advanced first aid and everything else you need to know about healing and stuff. The students can choose how many years they'll take this course and when to start, as it's based at level and not at age.
    ❖ Foreign Cooperation (FC): This is already very specific. The students who take this course will be Travelers, which are some kind of ambassadors/negotiators. This course includes at least 2 more languages (choosing from Arabic, Portuguese, Chinese, Spanish & French), communication and culture & customs. They also take two more short trips to other countries, in octobre and march.


    Exams

    ❖ They have regular tests
    ❖ There are midterm exams in january and final exams in the last and first two weeks of june.


    Money
    ❖ To keep it easy, we'll just use the euro. I don't have a clue what the normal prices are in Russia (1 euro = almost 60 ruble, but idk how much a bottle of water costs, ya know.)
    ❖ Every student gets some pocket money. When they're younger than 12, they get 20 the month. When they're older, they get 40.
    ❖ Kids who still have a family, often get more money sent to them.
    ❖ The students can earn some money when they do chores.


    Sports
    ❖ There are only teams when the interest is big enough. They play a lot of sports during training, but outside of that it depends. I'll go further on with this if people are interested.

                                                                                                                                       

    Relationshit.





    Hunters

    ❖ At least one of the parents has to be a Hunter as well. That's the only requirement.
    ❖ Hunters cannot turn into a monster.
    ❖ Hunters can recognize monsters, they're more fit physically and they are more resistant to pain and illness.
    ❖ At the proper age, they have to take a test. The results of this test determine the partner. Hunters almost never hunt without their partner and they learn to train together. They can, however, take different courses. Every combination (male x male, male x female, female x female, ...) is possible and there are no restrictions on the relationship between them.
    ❖ There are a few rules every hunter has to keep:
          - Humans have to be kept out at all costs. This means physically, but also by knowledge.
          - Werewolves may not be harmed when they are in human form, unless it's self-defence.
          - One bullet is better than two.
          - Never make a vampire go into a Tantrum on purpose
          - Never hurt a non-feeding member of the Colonies.


    Monsters

    If you've got the time and motivation; you can read everything about vampires and werewolves here. If you don't; just keep this shit in mind:
    Vampires
    ❖ Hunters recognize them because they do not have a reflection or show on images and film. This is uniquely for Hunters.
    ❖ They can die when you cut of their head, damage their heart enough or put them on fire.
    ❖ Their biggest weakness is sunlight for young vampires, and elektricity for them all. And fire, but that's kind of everybody's weakness.
    Werewolves
    ❖ Hunters recognize them because their irises are completely black (not their entire eyes, just the colourpart). Only Hunters can see this.
    ❖ They can die whenever you hurt them enough.
    ❖ Only changed werewolves are a target. It's forbidden to kill a werewolf in humanform, unless it's self-defense.
    ❖ Their biggest weakness is silver.


    Rules

    Huisregels
    ❖ Only Tamatoa is allowed to open new topics, unles I ask differently
    Whenever there is an issue, send me and/or the person involved a pb or gb. Don't put it in the topic. This is not to silence anything, but I've seen (and have been on both sides, I'll admit that) it happen when someone points something out, a lot of people react to it. There is nothing wrong with that, but it can feel like an attack and I want to avoid that. Long story short; I'm sick of the drama, whether watching it, or being part of it. This does not apply to questions. (Don't spam me)
    ❖ Maximum three characters, with at least two different sexes
    ❖ OOC clearly indicated or do it in the Talktopic
    ❖ Mentioned in your post: Who, where and with whom. A special lay-out is not obligated.
    ❖ Your post only has to be at least 50 words. That's almost nothing, so I hope there will be more posts, as they are less time consuming.
    ❖ Posts and roles have to be in English. Everything else doesn't really matter. You can choose
    ❖ If you need more information about RPG'ing, go check this out

                                                                                                                                                               


    [ bericht aangepast op 30 juli 2017 - 21:41 ]


    Mhm?


    lysander seyton quill.
    ANGRY PACIFIST | SOMEWHERE WITH SOMEONE IDFK

    Lysander's eyes shot from the vampire's bite to Val's face, to Ailsa's and back to the bite. He frowned and opened his mouth to say something when Ailsa took off her shoes and socks.
          "Are you crazy?" he hissed, eyes wide in shock. "You could walk into shards of glass - the bloody place is full of it - or worse; someone's vomit. Do you really want that? Do you?" He sighed, and looked at her as if her face was the saddest scenery he'd ever seen. "You're so full of naivety, sometimes. So much to learn." He clenched his fist and almost whispered the last part. "Besides, it already smells like dead horse in here, we don't need another pair of smelly feet to add to it." Lysander took the spot Ailsa had just left.
          "To get to your question, no, I'm not enjoying myself because I really hate these kinds of parties and don't wish to participate to them in any way because they're filled with shallow teenagers and gossip - though that can be entertaining from time to time. But alas, I had to come, because I had to hand these", he pushed a flyer in Ailsa's face, "out." Then he turned to Val. "You're really mean today. And we both know even you are not a disgusting enough person to shag a vampire." However absurd Lysander's sermon might have been, his eyes were dead serious. They searched Val's face, as if he could read an explanation from the angry frown that knotted his eyebrows together.

    [ bericht aangepast op 27 aug 2017 - 21:47 ]


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    Fergus Fraser
    He was a rainbow ——— in a colorblind world.

    19 • Scottish • The Artist • Hangar • & Sully • OutfitHost

          Fergus likes to dance, but it’s kind of intimidating when he’s being forced to dance so close to his partner. Still, he keeps his usual grin stuck on his face and forces himself to go on with producing some moves.
          When Sully puts her hand on the sign that shows their partnership, Fergus’ grin turn into a smile. From the beginning, that sign was a source of calmness for him — which is strange for an energetic bubblegum like himself. ‘You should go back to painting. I’ve kept you long enough. I’ll see you later, Fer.’
          Frowning, Fergus watches Sully move through the crowd until she’s disappeared. Almost immediately, two other girls have taken her place — moving against him with lean, strong movements. But Fergus isn’t focusing on that, he thinks about the electricity that hung in the air before Sully decided to leave him again — pointing out that he need to go paint, probably some girls. Fergus shakes his head, this needed to end and it needed to end right now. Without saying anything, he pushes through the girls and the rest of the crowd until he sees her standing at a table, drowning some drink. When he walks towards her, both his grin and smile are gone and his hands are deadly quite — normally moving around and fumbling with something.
          ‘Sully, I know we never talked about what happened between us that night. And we don’t have to if you don’t want to do that. But I’ve got no regrets about it. Because you’re my partner and probably the most important person in my life. No, scrap that. Not probably, definitely. And I can’t handle us being so Goddamn weird about it all.’ Fergus takes a deep breath, noting that his hands shake ever so lightly. ‘I just wanted to say that I don’t have any regrets and Hell, I’d do it all over again even if I know it’d change everything about us because with you, I can handle fucking everything, Sully Sullivan.’
          Fergus puts his hand on Sully’s neck, covering her entire partner sign with the palm of his hand — looking down at her face. ‘You know I’ve never been good at hiding stuff and I’m definitely not going to change that.’ Fergus bends down and presses his lips onto Sully’s ever so lightly, he’s wondering he’s touching her at all. After three seconds, he pulls back, taking a deep breath through his nose, letting his hand slide down. ‘And don’t fucking tell me to go paint someone right now or I’ll toss you outside in the snow.’


    Sully
    17 • Hangar • Fergus • Outfit + shoes & red lips


          She was sipping the last half of the burning liquid when Fergus reengaged their conversation. Maybe she should have expected him not to give up. In the end, of course, he was her partner. Sully knew him like the back of her hand — sometimes better.
          ‘Sully, I know we never talked about what happened between us that night. And we don’t have to if you don’t want to do that. But I’ve got no regrets about it. Because you’re my partner and probably the most important person in my life. No, scrap that. Not probably, definitely. And I can’t handle us being so Goddamn weird about it all.’
    Weird. That was a word for it. She didn't agree, because being weird about it would mean that they'd actually talked about it. But they hadn't. She hadn't. Not because of regret. There were things far worse than this, but there were also ones far better.
          ‘I just wanted to say that I don’t have any regrets and Hell, I’d do it all over again even if I know it’d change everything about us because with you, I can handle fucking everything, Sully Sullivan.’
    The cup she held with both of her hands — now empty — crumbled slightly when she felt his hand. ‘You know I’ve never been good at hiding stuff and I’m definitely not going to change that.’
    No, she'd always been the hider. The keeper of an ever unchanging face. It was safer that way. Yet — it didn't help her at all when he gathered his nerves and leaned forward for a kiss. That first kiss had been the beginning of their undoing. It hadn't felt like it, though.
          ‘And don’t fucking tell me to go paint someone right now or I’ll toss you outside in the snow.’
    Sully looked away, because that wasn't what she was going to tell him at all. It hadn't worked the first time, it wouldn't work right now.
          ‘I don't regret you, Fergus. I don't regret anything we've ever done.’
    Sully diverted her glance over at the noisy people around them, deciding that this wasn't the place or time to discuss it but here they were.
          ‘We're closer than blood. I am your partner and you are mine. And I swore an oath to protect you. I intend to keep up that promise. That's why we can't.’
    She loved him. He was the first thing in this world she came to love. She loved him enough to spare him the disaster of Sully. Being his partner had already ruined plenty of his life. This was the end to it.
          ‘I need some fresh air.’
    It wasn't what she wanted to say, but the words carried further. She took a deep breath, wishing the burn of alcohol over the burn she felt in her guts, as she marched for the door. She found the wardrobe before that, though, and decided that borrowing a coat wouldn't be the worst decision. It was still freezing cold outside — however insanely hot she felt. Sully managed to get away from the suspiciously glaring security guy and took herself away from the party: finding herself a brooding fire somewhere on the side of the path towards the hangar. Maybe going back to the dorms would be the best. Her heels were not made to plough through snow, so there was that.
          Frostbite wouldn't feel half as good as liquor. Maybe someone would bring some outside. That would be lucky. Tragic, but lucky.


    Feel the fire, but do not succumb to it.

    TANSY ELIZABETH JENNER
    17 • Australian • Teacher's Pet • At the party • Cole • Outfit

    'Not in a bad way, come on love, I meant you were gorgeous, just in a cute way. Your behavior isn't cute at all, personally, I think you have some fire going on in your personality.' was het antwoord van Cole. Tansy dacht enkele seconden na over zijn woorden. Wellicht zag ze er schattig uit, maar het deed haar goed dat hij eerlijk zei dat haar persoonlijkheid alles behalve liefelijk was. Er verscheen een trotse, maar ingetogen glimlach op haar gezicht. 'Well I'd take that as a compiment,' antwoordde ze en ze kon het niet lachen om kort te grinniken.
          Dat onderwerp werd gauw vergeten toen Cole haar een slok van zijn drankje aanbood. Tansy had daar geen moeite mee. Ze praatte vaak graag over haarzelf, maar die avond had ze daar weinig behoeften aan. 'I guess you have to learn to drink this,' lachte Cole nadat Tansy een vies gezicht trok bij het drinken van de drank. 'Tell me, love, what do you like to drink? Can I get you something?' vroeg Cole beleefd. Tansy glimlachte. 'An ice tea would be nice,' zei ze met een onschuldig gezicht. Ze hoopte dat hij haar niet saai zou vinden, omdat ze besloot om geen alcohol te drinken. Tansy liet haar blik door de ruimte gaan en zag verschillende mensen wild dansen - de een nog heftiger dan de ander. Ze lachte zacht bij het zien van een meisje dat amper meer op haar torenhoge hakken kon staan door alle alcohol. 'Poor thing,' zei ze zacht met een sarcastische ondertoon. Ze keek naar Cole. 'Are you into those kind of girls?' Ze wist dat de vraag onbeleefd over kon komen, maar dat maakte haar niet veel uit. 'I'm not judging,' voegde ze eraan toe. 'Just wondering.'

    [ bericht aangepast op 28 aug 2017 - 14:53 ]


    Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking

    KIT NATHANIEL POWERS
    19 • Canadian • The Rebel • At the party • Sully


    Kit had lang uitgekeken naar het feest dat gepland stond. Het was niet eens zo dat hij zo'n fan was van alle hosts, maar hij had zin in alcohol en kon wel wat ontspanning gebruiken, dus hij nam sommige gasten maar voor lief. Hij droeg geen spannende kleding, niet zoals sommige vrouwen zich helemaal konden opdoffen. Hij had daar respect voor, omdat hij het nooit voor elkaar kreeg om daadwerkelijk veel aandacht te besteden aan zijn uiterlijk. Hij hield dan ook van het vrouwelijk schoon en hij kon er uren naar kijken, dus wat dat betreft was hij op het juiste adres.
          Nadat hij twee drankjes had besteld, omdat hij graag zijn beide handen vol had met alcohol, besloot hij om een frisse neus te halen. Het was binnen relatief erg warm, voornamelijk in vergelijking met de temperatuur buiten. Eenmaal buiten aangekomen, zag hij een jongedame alleen staan bij een vuurkorf. Van achteren kon hij niet zien wie het was, maar hij zou Kit niet zijn als hij haar daar alleen zou laten staan. Daarom wandelde hij rustig op haar af. 'Do you mind?' vroeg hij op een opgewekte toon, terwijl hij naast haar kwam staan. Hij doelde op het feit dat hij bij haar kwam staan, want misschien had ze een goede reden om alleen te staan. 'Since you don't have a drink in your hand, I will offer you one of mine.' zei hij, waarna hij één van de twee glazen naar haar uitstak. Er rustte een glimlach op zijn gezicht. 'But if you want my drink, you have to tell me why you're here on your own.'

    [ bericht aangepast op 28 aug 2017 - 15:18 ]


    Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking

    Sully
    17 • Outside of the hangar • Kit • Outfit + shoes & red lips

          The snow was something that awed her when she first came to here. Sure, winters in England were not at all cozy — but she had never seen a world as white as Russia. It was beautiful. Cold, not made to walk around in for too long, but oh so beautiful. At some point, all Sully had wanted to be was like snow. She did however enjoy the warmth of the fire, the heat of it reminded her of another part of her. Maybe she had always been both: too hot to touch, too cold to live in.
          ‘Do you mind?’
    Her wondering thoughts came to an end — they shifted to a far less poetic one. Her first impulse was to tell him to fuck off. She didn't actually do it, though, because maybe some part of the alcohol in her blood decided that not all nights should be about scaring the others away.
          ‘Since you don't have a drink in your hand, I will offer you one of mine.’
    Sully sighed, giving him a first, good look. He was older, probably a senior, and she knew his face. His name didn't come to her immediately, but it did eventually.
          ‘That's the first clever thing a guy has said to me tonight.’
    She didn't trust the smile on his face when he extended the drink towards her, and when she tried to take it she knew why. ‘But if you want my drink, you have to tell me why you're here on your own.’
          ‘You've got some balls, Kit. Stupid balls, but still.’
    Sully took the drink anyway, merely sipping from it when she caught a couple of juniors fiercely making out somewhere against the hangar.
          ‘I enjoy being alone. What is your excuse?’
    She could guess what he was doing outside with two drinks, but she wasn't one to judge.


    Feel the fire, but do not succumb to it.

    KIT NATHANIEL POWERS
    19 • Canadian • The Rebel • At the party • Sully

    In eerste instantie keek Sully niet bepaald blij bij het zien van Kit's gezicht. Wellicht verwachtte ze iemand anders of gaf ze de voorkeur aan ander gezelschap, maar dat nam Kit niet persoonlijk op. ‘That's the first clever thing a guy has said to me tonight.’ zei ze zuchtend, alsof ze moe was van alle mannen op het feest. Kit gaf haar groot gelijk. De helft van de mannelijke jagers was niet bepaald al te snugger en de meesten van hen dachten alleen maar aan seks, drank en vrouwen. Soms was Kit net als hen, hij hield ook van die drie prachtige dingen, maar hij had ook genoeg momenten dat hij aan andere dingen kon denken.
          ‘You've got some balls, Kit. Stupid balls, but still.’
    Kit kon het niet laten om te lachen toen ze die opmerking maakte. Hij antwoordde niet, omdat hij graag haar aan het woord liet. ‘I enjoy being alone. What is your excuse?’ vertelde ze dan ook niet veel later. Kit knikte als teken dat hij haar begreep. 'I got bored,' gaf Kit als antwoord op haar vraag. 'I don't like half of the people inside and surprise surprise, they don't like me either. Honestly, I don't even know why I came in the first place.'
          Kit nam een flinke slok van zijn drankje en keek naar een stelletje dat hevig met elkaar aan het zoenen was. Vervolgens keek hij van zijn eigen drankje naar het drankje in Sully's hand. 'And I got myself two drinks, because having an extra drink is a good way to chat up girls who spend their time outside of a party.' Hij kon het niet laten om kort te lachen. 'So, how's your partner doing?'

    [ bericht aangepast op 31 aug 2017 - 12:18 ]


    Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking


    Feliks Ilya Konstantin Vasilyev
    19 — Slut/Russian Prince — Hangars — With Archibald & Xara — A host

    Instead of replying to Feliks' quesiton, Archie pushed his face in a bundle of snow. Feliks raised an eyebrow, but didn't stop the other boy. Maybe that would help, maybe it would result in Archie freezing to death; it was too early to tell.
          Instead of saying something timeworthy after re-emerging from the snow, Archie only said: 'You shouldn't smoke. You know that.'
          'You shouldn't mix sleep-inducing pills with hard liquor. You know that,' Feliks shot back after a heartbeat. He didn't mean to be rude or make Archie feel bad,
    but he also didn't need a mother hen, telling him what to do, especially after that mother hen nearly blacked out after one drink.
          'I'll go back to the dorms, if that’s okay? So you guys can go back to the party. I never belonged there anyway and you don’t have to worry about me anymore, okay? I can ask someone from the dorm to take me back in exchange for some homework, they wouldn’t mind.'
          'That's not gonna happen, darling, you need to learn to have fun! And I'm gonna help you,' Xara answered. Feliks only sighed, not agreeing immediately for once. He placed a hand on his forehead and flicked his cigarette out in the snow. While his friends were probably doing shots off of half-naked girls bodies, he was outside with a girl he barely knew and an ex-boyfriend — if he could even call Archie that — who didn't want to be here anyway.
          'The party is way more fun if you're here, okay? You just need to get better, and we'll dance, with the three of us.' Feliks ignored Xara's smile and didn't look at Archie either. He was starting to feel the cold now, biting through his jeans and his thick ski coat. He pulled out his phone to see if someone had texted him and people had, but no one of great importance, so he didn't bother answering. He opened the groupschat he had with Fergus and Val instead, asking them where they were and then put the phone back in his backpocket.
          'Let's go back inside,' Feliks announced to no one in particular and looked at Xara, motioning for her to go ahead to the party. 'We'll catch up, in a sec.' He waited for her to leave and then crouched down next to Archie, putting a hand on his knee, so he wouldn't fall over.
          'How are you feeling?' Feliks asked. He was genuinely concerned, though he knew Archie would have a hard time believing that. 'Just stay for another hour and if you're still not having fun by then, I'll take you back to the dorms, alright?'


    kindness is never a burden.


    Alessandra Flores
    19 — Wallflower — Hangars — With Noah — Outfit

    Alessandra cocked her head a little when the boy began explaining that he was new, but 'sort of not allowed to be here'. She didn't understand any of it. Whenever there was a new kid, someone would make an announcement, whether that was during classes like 'this is ... he's new, be nice' or through rumors or on a bulletin board. However, this time there had been nothing and the looks the both of them got right now, mostly him though, indicated that she wasn't the only one unaware of this new kid.
          'How are you not allowed to be here? You're not a student?' She asked at the same time as he spoke: 'I didn't know you guys had parties like this?' She frowned again, sipping from the beer in her hand, taking the boy in again. He didn't seem threatening, but she didn't like not knowing either. She wasn't a very suspicious person, but she wasn't naive either.
          'Eh, we don't,' Alessandra answered after a few seconds. 'This is like the only one we're allowed to have, basically.' If you didn't count the few secret ones people sometimes threw. She'd only attended one and it had been shut down after a few hour already. 'I'm Alessandra,' she continued, deciding that even if this guy was a bit dodgy, she should still be polite. She raised her hand for him to shake it and smiled.



    kindness is never a burden.

    While the party is starting to unravel, the sky is getting darker and darker. The few people who want to escape the warm, crowdy dancefloor, are standing outside, freezing their butts off. Some of them are too... occupied to notice anything in their surroundings, while others might notice some dark shadows. Is it their imagination, turning the movements of the wind and snow in something far more dangerous? Or is their instinct, telling them a pack of werewolves or some crazy vampires are planning an attack? After all, the hangar isn't in the safe zone of the school anymore...


    Mhm?

          Valentino     
    18 / Thé guy / Hangar (the back) / Ailsa / Angry & getting drunk / Host / Outfit


    I licked it.

    Ailsa had said something. Something important. Something I didn't like and got me angry. But for the love of my dead mother, I could not remember it. Not only my cousin had busted in, but half the bottle of alcohol I emptied, had kicked in as well. And what can I say, I'm a happy drunk. Some kind of daze came over me, probably the bloodloss, and I couldn't give any fucks anymore.
          After I lashed out to Lysander, he and Ailsa got into a conversation I did not care about, so I took another swig from the bottle. I wasn't drunk, yet, but you couldn't really call me sober either.
          "You're free to go," I mumbled to Lysander, but he already rambled on and pushed a flyer into Ailsa's face. If I rolled my eyes any further, I was sure I would see my brain. I frowned, put the bottle down and tried to ignore the fact I would've punched my cousin in the face if my arm wasn't this numb, just for the heck of it. And maybe because he was suddenly really close.
          "You're really mean today. And we both know even you are not a disgusting enough person to shag a vampire," he said. I raised an eyebrow.
          "I'm not. You're just very annoying. But then again, that's not just for today, so I don't really see why you felt the need to point it out," I blurred, ignoring the vampire thing. In fact, I just ignored Lysa entirely, as I turned to my ex. The alcohol made it easy to slip back into my role, as I put some puppy into my eyes.
          "Why'd you go away?" I asked, referring not only at that exact moment - since she moved to a table - but also to the whole break-up thing. I wasn't stupid, I knew how I'd been acting the past two years, I just wondered what made her get the guts to actually end it. I couldn't deny it had been quite the surprise.

    So it's mine.



          Noah     
    17 / New Kid / Hangar / Alessandra / Nervous / Outfit


    If you're going to be weird,

    I just knew she didn't trust me, but at least there weren't any knives. Or worse. I shifted my weight constantly between my two feets, making me wobble a bit. At least she answered my question, eventhough she asked one herself.
          "I'm Alessandra," she said smiling. I took her hand and shook it, saying: "I'm Noah. I'm from Australia. Not that it's important to know, er, I guess." I let go of her hand. "I'm not a student, no. At least, not yet. I think. I don't really know what they're gonna do with me. I think they don't even know." I could see by the look on her face that she had no idea what I was talking about. Woops, probably looked as a creep as well. I laughed awkwardly, as I always do when I'm in a painful situation.
          "I've never known that I'm... like you, you know? I've only seen one vampire, when he came to my town and murdered some kids. I followed him and now I'm here. Do you want a drink?"

    be confident about it.


    Mhm?

    Sorry sorry sorry voor de verwaarlozing! ben super druk geweest en ben vergeten het door te geven! Morgen reageer ik weer op de topics!


    - thank you for existing -

    AILSA NIELSEN
    17 | bubbles | hangar | with Val and Lysander | outfit + tights & shoes

    ✿✿✿


    Lysander went off at me, talking about stepping into glass or vomit. I got a bit confused. Vomit was yuk and glass hurt if you stepped in to it, but I would still have my shoes on?
          "You're so full of naivety, sometimes. So much to learn. Besides, it already smells like dead horse in here, we don't need another pair of smelly feet to add to it."
          I bit my lip and put my shoes on, quietly, not looking at either of the guys. Did my feet really smell that bad? And I knew I wasn't the smartest person, nor was I a quick learner, but to get it thrown in my face like that, that hurt. Lysander gave me some kind of flyer and said something about the party, but because of what he just said, I didn't pay much attention to it. I wished I had just stayed in my room. Having a mini Harry Potter-marathon seemed like a much more fun idea. I got a bit lost in my thoughts, and only looked up when Val directed a question at me.
          "Why'd you go away?" He looked at me with puppy-eyes, which annoyed me a bit. It almost always made me give in to what he wanted.
          Feeling a bit uncomfortable, especially with his cousin here, I wobbled a bit on the table. I knew what he meant with that question. If I was a good liar, I would say that it was because I didn't like him anymore, but unfortunately for me I wasn't a good liar. "Just... it didn't really work any more." It came out more as a question, than as an answer. The real reason was that he scared me, but I didn't want to say that with his cousin here.
          I hoped of the table. "I think I maybe should go..." I mumbled, hoping to avoid answering Val's question this way.


    To the stars who listen — and the dreams that are answered

    Archibald ‘Archie’ Arlington
    Do not throw a ball at me ——— I will break a leg, get the flu and sprain a wrist all at once.

    19 • English • The Anti—Hunter • Outside • @ Feliks • Outfit

          Archie sighs in silence when Xara dismisses his idea of going back to the dorms, he isn’t in the mood for dancing and drinking — not feeling like this. Besides, Archie knows he’s not in his place right here. Archie needs to be around books right now, or at least some stacks of homework.
          ‘Let’s go back inside. We’ll catch up, in a sec.’
          Archie looks up when Feliks starts talking, noticing that Xara moves back inside and it’s just the two of them. Archie’s feeling nervous, just now Feliks spoke harsh to him about taking the medication and the alcohol at the same time. Archie knows the look inside the harsh glare of the Hunter in front of him, and he doesn’t want to meet that. Still, Archie looks up towards Feliks face when he puts his hand on his knee. Almost in a second, heath flares towards his cheeks — even though it’s so damn cold Archie doesn’t feel his fingers right now.
          ‘How are you feeling? Just stay for another hour and if you’re still not having fun by then, I’ll take you back to the dorms, alright?’
          Archie blinks a couple of times, remembering himself to focus onto the words instead of Feliks face. ‘I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck — multiple times.’ Archie sighs, placing his hand over Feliks’ on his own knee, feeling his numb fingers tingle at the familiar warmth. 'I can't stay, Feliks.' Archie waits for a few seconds, knowing that his words have multiple meanings. 'I can't stay because I'm not a party kid. I don't feel comfortable around here. And I can't stay because. . . because I would make a fool out of you. Don't forget what I did last time, okay?' Archie pulls his hand away again, knowing that he isn’t helping Feliks like that. Hell, Archie wants to touch him, but he also knows that he fucked up badly last time and that he can’t fix that.
          ‘Thanks for helping me, Feliks. I didn’t deserve that. You’re pretty amazing.’ Archie smiles faintly, shivering once because of the cold. ‘Come on, go back to you party. I don’t want you to freeze that butt of over me. I'll run towards the dorms. Or just walk. Because when I run, I trip and then I'm the one that's freezing to death.’ Archie smiles and shakes his head. 'Joking. Joking. No worries about me, okay? I'll just sleep that fucking pill off.' Archie frowns for a bit, he never swore. But it seemed good just now.
          'Promise me you'll have fun, okay?' Archie bends forward and pushes his lips firmly to Feliks' forehead. Then he stands up, pushes his hands into his pockets and looks down at the still crouching Feliks. 'I never regretted you, Feliks Vasilyev.' And with those words, Archie bends his head to the snow and starts walking away from the noise.

    [ bericht aangepast op 8 sep 2017 - 10:41 ]


    Cole      Royse      Lockwood
    'The dickhead'

    Cole - 19 y/o - the party - with Tansy - having a drink - outfit

          'Tell me, love, what do you like to drink? Can I get you something?' I asked Tansy politely. 'An ice tea would be nice,' she answered with a smile. I smiled back at her, I do love a girl who doesn't need alcohol to be fun. I nodded her way and winked.
          'I'll get you an ice tea, dear. Don't run, I'll find you.' I said joking while I walked away. I walked towards the bar and grabbed a glas of ice tea. I put some ice cubes in the glass and threw a lemon slice in the glass with the ice cubes. I walked back and give the glass to Tansy.
          'There you go, darling. Enjoy your drink.' I said while I took place next to her again. I turned towards her and studied her face.
          'I'm really sorry if this sounds weird, but your face is really gorgeous, why are you hunting? You actually could model or something.' I said honestly, I really did wonder why a girl this gorgeous would hunt, did her parents force her? I mean, my whole family is about hunting, so that's pretty obvious. But she, she is just a riddle to me.



    Sorry for the crappy piece.

    'Could you just shut the fuck up,
    for once in your life.'



    - thank you for existing -