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Genius RP
In this RP, we will all take on the difficult role of being geniuses. The first part of the RP will be about our everyday lives. Then, we are all accepted to this school for gifted chldren. We live there for awhile and then we have to make it in the real world after about a year or 2 at the school. This RP doesn't really have a problem, it is more of a life in the perspective of RP.
Character Form
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
IQ (130-175):
Well-Rounded or Genius at one thing (well-rounded means they are pretty smart in everything):
If genius at 1, what is it:
Classes you are going to take {[options:(specialty classes robotics, chemistry, space exploration, quantum physics, general physics, law, crative writing, poetry, Latin, Greek, Spanish, Creole, pottery, calculus, trigonometry, algebra, history, archaology, drama, painting)+(book clubs: fantasy, sci-fi, realistic, historical, autobiogrphy, biography, non-fiction)]+(required classes: math, reading, science, history, English,)}:
MY FORM
Name: Joslynn Liln
Age: 12
Personality: She, like many other smarties, is socially awkward. She doesn't have that many friends. She is a natural leader. She seems quiet, but is boisterous once you know her.
Appearance: She has straight, ear-lenghth dirty blond hair and green eyes, She has a t-shirt and sweat pants on all the time, sometimes with a sweatshirt around her waist and sneakers or sandals
IQ (130-175): She has an IQ of about 152
Well-Rounded or Genius at one thing (well-rounded means they are pretty smart in everything): She's well-rounded
If genius at 1, what is it: not
Classes you are going to take {[options:(specialty classes: robotics, chemistry, space exploration, quantum physics, genera physics, law, crative writing, poetry, Latin, Greek, Spanish, Creole, pottery, calculus, trigonometry, algebra, history, archaology, drama, painting)+(book clubs: fantasy, sci-fi, realistic, historical, autobiogrphy, biography, non-fiction)]+(required classes: math, reading, science, history, English,)}: robotics, chemistry, law, creative writing, Latin, Greek, pottery, trig, calculas, drama, archaology, fantasy+realistic+his. fic book clubs, and all required classes.
Whew, have fun.
P.S. Did you guess why I did this RP?
submitted by S.E.
(October 25, 2014 - 8:57 pm)
(October 25, 2014 - 8:57 pm)
~ Torva ~
" Hurry, HURRY, HURRY !" my mom panted, fiddling over a bag stuffed to the brim with useless school supplies. " Go put on nice clothes for the open house while I finish packing ! "
" Mom, " I drawled, rolling my eyes dramaticlaly, "the boarding school starts on Friday. Chill. 'Sides, these clothes are nice. "
She sighed. " Alright. We don't have time. Let's go. "
Under my breath I heard her mutter, " Going to the most influential moment in her life in skinny jeans, tank top, and flip flops. "
(October 29, 2014 - 7:29 pm)
Okay sorry:
Olive Aubrey~
"Der
Hölle Rache kocht in meinem Herzen,"(Oh and I googled the lyrics, I
don't know German, but I do semi-know what it means, just sayin') I sang
as I walked into my house, I stopped singing, "Mom," I said, as if it
were a normal day, "Is the letter here yet?"
"What letter?" She said sarcastically,
"Oh I don't know, maybe the letter that says I can -or can't- go the that really, rare school, that like, only fifty people in the world know about? Brooklyne Acadamy?"
"Oh!" She said like it completely had left her mind "That letter!!" she says handing me a piece of parchment paper. It reads:
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Aubrey,
"Could you read it aloud dear?" my mother asked from the kitchen.
"Sure,
Dear Mr. and Mrs. Aubrey," I read aloud,
Friends, what a thought!
(October 29, 2014 - 5:21 pm)
Brookeira went to open house, riding her hoverboard as people gasped.
(Sorry for short post!!)
(October 29, 2014 - 8:25 pm)
Jason~
As soon as my parents found out, they went crazy.
"Sweetie, this is so exciting! We are so proud of you. Let's get packing NOW," was the first thing Mom said when she found out.
"I knew you had it in you! Atta boy! Go get packin'!" was the first thing Dad said.
So, no friendly goodbyes. No congrats from other relatives. All secert. But then, this school is not suppose to be known about. Wish I wasn't a skilled kid, and didn't have to go to this stupid school. Right now, we are driving to Brooklyn, where Mom and Dad are giving me tips and congratulating me. I can see the school now, in all of it's 'glory'. Looked more like a castle then a school.
(October 29, 2014 - 9:45 pm)
Joslyn-
Mum, Dad, and I get in the car right when we get home.
"Mum, aren't I going to the school tomorrow?"
"No, honey, I'm sorry. We got a phone call that said we had to cme today,"
my dad said. I sighed.
(October 30, 2014 - 5:17 am)
I feel like this RP is going really fast. Could we slow down the pace?
(October 30, 2014 - 6:31 pm)
Fine with me.
(October 31, 2014 - 9:16 am)
Maddie ~
"Where are we going?" I asked for what seemed the hundredth time.
"I told you, I'm not exactly positive," Mom sighed, gripping the wheel as we drove past field after field to seemingly nowhere. The GPS on the dashboard was supposed to be programed to tell us where to go though it wouldn't give us our final destination. Today was supposed to be my new school's "Open House" though how I was supposed to get to Brooklyn from Kansas in a day I had no earthly idea.
"Turn right in five miles," the GPS woman said in her annoying stoic tone. I glared at the horizon, still not seeing anything.
"Relax," Mom said, trying to calm me. She attempted to look calm herself, though it wasn't working. I knew when she was stressed or worried.
After several more minutes of driving, the GPS told us to turn right. Driving down the road a ways, we came to a black tarmac that looked like a helicopter landing pad. I climed out of the car along with my mom, still wondering what the heck was supposed to happen.
"Now what," I said, staring around. Suddenly I caught the sound of distant, and turning around, so a black spot moving rapidly toward us.
Several moments later, a sleek, black helicopter landed on the tarmac, and the side door slid open.
"Madeline Bront?" a woman with long brown hair pulled tightly back stood before us. She held a binder, and was wearing a dark skirt and white blouse.
My mom smiled and walked forward with me, though I was feeling more and more hesitant by the moment. No normal school sent women with binders and helicopters to fetch their students. This was nuts.
"I'm Jeniffer Bowen and I'm here to take you to your orientation!"
(October 30, 2014 - 9:27 pm)
Brookeira quickly asked Jenn, her servant, to pick up any faraway kids. She tried not to make it obvious; she didn't want kids knowing she was filthy rich.
She bumped into a boy on her hoverboard. "Oh, sorry. And who might you be?"
(November 1, 2014 - 7:49 am)
I feel horrible about this, but I'm not going to be posting for awhile. Nano is going to take up time, and I need to focus on that. We can either continue in December, or go on mainly without me. I'm fine with either.
(November 1, 2014 - 10:11 am)
Let's wait untill December.
(November 1, 2014 - 11:11 am)
I'm doing NaNoWriMo as well, so I vote doing picking it up again in December as well.
(November 1, 2014 - 8:31 pm)
Same.
(November 26, 2014 - 9:23 pm)
Nano is over! Now, does anyone want to continue?
(December 5, 2014 - 3:18 pm)
Yes! To the top with you, thread!
(December 6, 2014 - 5:56 pm)