Places to Chat
STEREOTYPES RP!!!
Chatterbox: Inkwell
STEREOTYPES RP!!!
STEREOTYPES RP!!!
PLEASE JOIN!!! This could be a super fun RP if a lot of
people joined! You can make up to three characters.
So in this RP, everyone is going to the same school.
But every character is part of a group: The Goths, girly-girls, tomboys, nerds,
jocks, popular, popular wanna-bes, artists, actors, and the earthies. Here’s
the form:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Group:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backround:
Other:
Here’s one of my characters:
Name:
Gotycki Blandman
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
Group:
Goth
Appearance:
Wavy,
long black hair and brown eyes. REALLY pale white face with a blackish purple
lipstick. Wears all black (obviously)
Personality:
Trying to be ‘cool’ all the time. She rarely talks to people, but she is always
texting. She plays a black guitar and is a back up singer in a punk rock band.
She’s very ‘whatever’, she doesn’t really care. Not a very nice person, but not
particularly mean, either. Always depressed.
Backround:
She
lives with her mom, her dad died in a car crash when she was only five.
Other:
None.
submitted by Joss, age 12, ME
(January 28, 2015 - 2:07 pm)
(January 28, 2015 - 2:07 pm)
So I'm gonna make another cherrie;
Name~ Olivia Middle
Age~ 7
Gender~ F
Group~ Mostly is on her own, but sometimes hangs out with the nerds
Appearance~ Shoulder-length dark murky brown hair and glasses. Usually wears green. Not to pretty.
Personality~ Shy, Super-genious-smart, quiet, humble.
Backround~ Is a billionare's daughter, but doesn't act like it. She wears standard clothes, and does standard things. She's a super-genious, but doesn't like people to know. Although a 7-year-old in middle school makes it kinda obvious. Her mom is dead, and her brother's 26 and in jail. Her dad's really protective over her.
Other~ Is probably the only student in her school without her own phone, And she doesn't want one.
P.S. Can we make this a girls-only school? Since all the cherries r girls so far? Lemme know.
(February 1, 2015 - 10:46 am)
So,when do we start? (sorry for acting impatient)
(February 1, 2015 - 4:23 pm)
Name: Isi Longham
Age: 17
Gender: F
Group: the smart, unpopular group, nerds I guess
Appearance: Short straight black hair, curved up at the ends. Misty green eyes. Tan, prominent cheek bones. Skinny. She's a BK amputee, with a walking leg and an old running leg.
Personality: Shy. Runs a lot. Usually skips lunch and heads for the library. Is teased.
Backround: Both parents died in a freak accident when she was three. That's where she lost her right leg. Lives with kind aunt.
Other:
(February 1, 2015 - 9:07 pm)
Um, I'm going to start... ignore if you had other ideas...
Scarlet~
Ruby and I are sitting under a tree as I show her my homework. She was at her art meeting and missed the lesson.
"Cheaters!" says someone from across the grounds. "Am not!" I shout back. "She missed the lesson!"
"She's right, we are cheating," says Ruby.
"No we're not," I insist. "You missed the lesson."
"Because I was at a unofficial art class. And now you're giving me the answers."
I shrug. "Suit yourself. I'm gonna go play kickball then."
A few other girls and I reach the field just as they're deciding teams. I kick a couple of RBIs and one run, but I'm not feeling my best.
A cheat. I tell myself I'm not cheating, but I am, really. There's no good reason for me to be showing Ruby my answers to my homework.
____________________________________________________________________________
What kind of school is this? A public school? A private school? A boarding school?
(February 2, 2015 - 5:12 pm)
I was planning on starting, so, you're fine! :) Anyways, I think we can make this a girls-only school, and I guess it could be boarding. If you guys want.
(February 3, 2015 - 4:42 pm)
Olivia~
I walk through the halls basically trying to hide my face in my books. Most kids have a lot of homework already, but the gifted program just about tripled it. The work was really hard too. Why do they have to put me in a higher, harder level where I'm destined to fail, rather than letting me stay at an easier level and get good grades. It would be easy, but at least I would be doing well. Not that I'm not doing well now, It's just...... frustrating at times. please don't notice me. please don't notice me. "Hi, honey" My dad says. I wish I wasn't a car rider. I looked around hoping no one would see my dad's fancy car. "Hi..." I mumbled, strapping on my seat belt. We got XM radio, which cost money, but had good stations, but I wasn't interested. I was starting on my math. (56x486)+(234-67) divided by 52, in simplest form. (Sorry, there's no division sign on my keyboard, just pretend it's there) *sigh*
P.S. If anyone can find out what the answer is, they get extra awesome points. (NO CALCULATORS!!)
(February 3, 2015 - 4:21 pm)
~JOY~
I'm outside at recess, and I just can't stand it! I'm just standing around, waiting, for the populars to actually DO SOMETHING! They've just been whispering in each others ears for what seems like an hour now, and I'm just standing around waiting for something to happen, along with the other 'almost popular' kids. The other groups call us 'popular wanna-be's,' but they're just jealouse. A girl named Kira is standing beside me, macking a super cheesy joke about something, but I'm too busy watching the popular girls to listen. As Luna puts her left arm on her hip, she puts her right hand down and looks at her nails, a sure sign she's bored. Suddenly, out of nowhere, there comes a scream. One of us 'almost populars' just poured a bucket of water over a nerd's head. All the popular girls walk towards the scene, and us almost populars follow. "Well, well, well. And I thought you said you didn't like swimming. Turns out, you're a liar," says Luna. The other kids laugh. I push through the crowd to see a nerd girl named Leila soaking wet. "But I didn't-" She tried to protest, but was thrown off by the flashing of a camera. She gasped. Suddenly, what seemed like millions of cameras were going off everywhere. My hand shaking, I pulled my I-pod out of my pocket and took a picture. You had to, I told myself. It's your life's goal to be popular, and to do that, you have to be mean! "Stop it! Go away!" Leila yells. Seeing the teacher coming our way, Luna and her troop backs up. Leila puts her head in her hands as she sits down. I looked around, and quickly went over to her. "I'm sorry that happened," I said. She looks up at me. "That's OK. It wasn't your fault," she replies. I breathe out a sigh of relief. Then I take out my emergency bag, (I carry it with me everywhere- I'm kind of a hypocondriace,) pull out a towel, and hand it to Leila. "Thanks," she says as she starts drying off. "Keep it," I say. "I have plenty at home. Um... could you please not talk about this? I would never be popular if anyone knew." She nods. As I walk away, I pull out my I-pod and delete the picture of her, sopping wet.
Sorry if this messes anything up or changes anyone's charries!
(February 3, 2015 - 5:02 pm)
Leila~
How rude! Sure, as a 3 year old, I took swim lessons, but the instructors never threw freezing cold water over my head! I get home, still slightly wet, and fully furious. "What happened to you?" my older sister Jacey said. "Popular kids....." I started on my homework. The gifted program gave me a lot, and so did normal class, but at least I didn't get as much as Olivia. Jacey was in high school, and in all the advanced classes, so she had a lot of homework to do too. A water droplet landed on my math homework. No, it was not a tear! I was just wet. I thought about the girl who had helped me, Joy. She seemed nice, but I bet tomorrow she would be posting my soaked selfie on instagram as a joke. Not that I have an instagram account. But Jacey does, and seeing it on her account doesn't make it any less hurtful. Hopefully Joy wouldn't post it anywhere. But you never did really know.
(February 3, 2015 - 7:00 pm)
Scarlet~
I'm pondering this awful prospect of cheating when I hear a scream from acorss the grounds. It's Leila, one of the "nerds". I used to be a nerd and know how awful it can be. I dash over, but Joy (popular wanna-be) is already there. I wait until she leaves, then walk in.
"The populars can be such jerks," I say. "I remember being a nerd... I know being a tomboy. Not fun. No one but the Goths and the Populars really have fun anyways. Even the wanna-bes are bullied sometimes."
Leila agrees. I sigh.
"Listen, I.. well, I'm sorry," I say.
When I get back to our tree, I go to my Facebook account. I'm not surprised to see a picture of Leila, sopping wet, there. To respond, I type a not-very-nice word to them. Jerks.
Whatever. I don't care.
"What do you want to do now?" I ask Ruby. She shruggs. Then-
"Scarlet (oh gosh, I can't even remember my own charrie's last name!!! sorry!), please come to my office," says the principal.
What? Whith a gulp, I get up and follow her to the office.
(February 3, 2015 - 7:14 pm)
Bella~
I walk to my locker and grab my books off of my pink locker carpet. Just then noticed that it is stained with water. And that my locker was open. Was this another stupid prank? How did they know my code? It's just water. It'll be all right. Olivia the 7 year old genius walks in as I close the locker door. She drops her books and hear the popular girls laughing. It's hard being in an all girls private school. I forget about helping Olivia. I walk into class.
(February 3, 2015 - 7:18 pm)
Top, peeps! Don't let this die!
(February 5, 2015 - 8:04 am)
Seriously, dudes! Plz write!
(February 5, 2015 - 1:28 pm)
Top's right, guys! Come on!
Scarlet~
"Sit here," says the principal. I sit and she sits across from me. Why am I here? I haven't done anything wrong.
"I'm very dissapointed in you, Miss Wenlock," she says. "I was just on Facebook and saw you write a curse word-- describing one of your fellow classmates!"
"But-"
"And Miss Rowanski" -Oh, her, I think. such a tattletale- "Tells me you were giving Miss Carson the answers to homework!"
"But-"
"I usually wouldn't talk to someone for a little thing like that, but you have such a good track record. What's gotten into you?"
"LISTEN!" I shout. "I was trying to answer you!!
"I typed a curse word on Facebook because they had been cyber bullying. I watched them dump a bucket of water over her head and take photos of it! Our school is as much against that as cursing, is it not?"
The principal looks a little guilty. Ha! I sure showed her.
"And I was NOT showing
_____
Sorry! I keep forgettign charries' names!
(February 5, 2015 - 4:38 pm)
Sorry about that.
Scarlet~
-Ruby my answers! I was telling her what the homework was because she missed the class. She had art club."
The principal seems to have nothing to say.
"...I will think this over," she says, finally. "You are excused."
I bound out of the school, but I'm seething. Cyber bullying, normal bullying, tattling, all of that stuff- it's all wrong. All wrong.
(February 5, 2015 - 4:41 pm)
Bella~
I sit down at the table with my mac 'n cheese. I hear people spreading rumors and gossiping about 10 year olds swearing and water. The weird topics these days! Sammi sits down next to me. Her long hair hovers over my food, threatening to get covered in cheese sauce. Talia looks up at me and smlies. She mouths something to Kate in the lunch line. Kate stops her conversation with Emma for second and mouths back. I see Kelsey compliment the lunch lady. Lucy is making her way over. I take a bite of my food and chew the good taste. One of the only perks of this school is the amazing food. No one ever packs their lunches, except the popular girls sometimes. They get mad we can't go out for lunch, so they'll pack fast food or Subway sandwiches. Lucy sits down and the aroma of her apple crisp permeates the air. She's obssessed with the stuff, so we're used to it. When Kelsey sits down, she starts talk really fast. It goes a little something like, "Didjaheardidjaheardijahear?!! OMG!". "Hear what?" says Sammi. "No clue thought you'd have something you'd wanna talk 'bout." "Oh, Kelsey!" I playfully roll my eyes.
(February 7, 2015 - 6:06 pm)