I certainly hope that this will not become an aimless, unused thread. Anyone else with me? That would be positively awful, as this has so much promise!

Could we start this up again? (I am resisting doing it right now because, while I don't want to sound hypocritical, it wasn't my idea). I certainly hope so! Our characters await...

I'm soooooo sorry that I haven't posted in a while, but I've been really busy. I don't have much time, so you can start this without me if you want. I don't care how you do it, it's fun to see what other people interpret your ideas as! I'll try to post whenever I can, thanks!

Well, here's my start!

Alamea—

Iwalked out of the dark limo looking car with the words: GANKUSUH BOARDINGSCHOOL on it. The ride had been exhausting, as usual.

Agrey clad driver got my cream colored suitcase out of the car.

Iwas already dressed in my uniform. A beige shirt with a coffee colored blazerand a matching skirt. My dark brown hair was tied in its’ usual braid.

Iwalked up the grey stone steps to the iron black gate that was open. Swarms ofgirls stood around with their bags waiting for Mrs. Hale to come and greet us.

Istepped up unnoticed.

Momentslater Mrs. Hale stepped out in a slim cut vest and a dark blue skirt. Her blackhair was tied up in a large bun.

“WelcomeGirls!” She greeted in a large voice. The plaza became quiet. “Another year at GenkuSuh.For those who do not know in a few seconds you will be led to your rooms. Eachof you has three other roommates. There is no switching them. Please go toMiss. Alana,” she beckoned to a woman next to her, “and get your room number.Until later!”

Mrs.Hale turned on her heel and left us.

Theother girls swarmed around Miss. Alana. I was one of the last people. I took myroom number. 14 was printed in large bold letters.

Igrasped my bag tightly and made my way to the stairs.

Question/Comment: Is this an all-girls establishment?  Can it not be?  *sheepish grin* 

Name:  Leif Jaylor

Age: 15
Personality: Moody, intelligent, calculating, resentful.

Appearance:  Chiselled features, long-ish black hair, darker skin, penetrating gaze

Other: He is unpredictable.  Usually thought of as the mysterious bad boy, no one really knows what happened in his past and therefore knows nothing about him.

Hmm. My comment isn't showing up, and it 's been a while. Is there a problem with it, Admin? I hope not- it took a while to type.

I'm posting in order received. I don't see any earlier ones from you in the unposted queue. So I don't know. Look on the last page of the thread.

Admin

Yeay! Finally starting!

//Jasmine//

I was one of the first to get my room number, 14. Good, I thought. Third floor, close to the classrooms, not so many stairs.

The ground level of GenkuSuh consists of to the Gym, the Lunch Room, the huge Common Room, and the Library. The other floors are divided between two symmetrical towers, girls and boys. The first two floors are devoted to classrooms, the next two, dormitories. No one knows what's in the top floor, but no one who has gone in, has ever come out.

I make my way to the stairs and start to climb. Too soon, the person I really don't want to see catches up to me. Henria Ardedra. She seems to think that everyone is her best friend, but a few people more than anyone. I unfortunately am one of those people.

"Jazie!!!" I hear her screeam from behind me.

I groan while she's still behind me then attach an obviously false grin to my face as she comes up behind me. "Hey, Henria," I say in a falsley cheery voice. "How was your summer?"

I can't but notice she hasn't grown much over vacation; the ends of her short brown hair are now a couple inches below my sightline.

"Oh fine," she waves off the question. "What room number do you have? I'm in 67."

I nearly sigh in relief, but catch my self. "14, we're on different floors, too bad." I try to make it sound as if I really am disappointed.

"Hey, did someone just say they have room number 14?" I hear someone shout from behind me.

I hope this works for everyone!

"Hey, did someone just say they have room number14?" I yelled down the hall.

A girl with dark brown hair and tan skin turned around. Herhazel eyes danced in a slightly mischievous way.

“Yeah, I did. Are you also in room 14?” She asked brightly.Her voice was loud but as soft as honey.

I nodded and picked up my bag.

We walked into the room.

The walls were white and newly painted walls. Three bunk bedswere set on the left wall. Next to each one was a cherry wood bed table with asmall lamp. Above the top bunk was a small light connected to the wall forreading. On the other side of the wall was a small door, probably for storage.A few hooks were nailed to the wall and a desk looked out of the east window.The room was filled with light and the wooden floors shone gold in the light.

I walked over to the middle bunk and set my bag down on theocean blue bedspread.

The dark haired girl climbed up to the top and set her bag onthe small rack hanging from the ceiling.

She plumped down as I started to unpack.

“What’s your name?” She asked. “Alamea. Alamea Kaai. And you?”“Jasmine HenriaJah. Are you new here?” “No… Not really.” I kept taking out thefolded clothes and setting them on the bed.

During that time Jasmine told me about her life and herself asI listened quietly. 

Urgh... I haven't really thought about that sorta thing for her yet. Plus I don't really think Jasmine is the kinda person who tells everyone their life story.

Waaaait a second... Just pretend the name of the person I hate is Demik. OKay?

Spammy says ubep. You beep! You beep what spammy?! Suspicious... XD

This sounds like a totally flabbergasting RP. I shall toatlly join.

Name: Callen

Age: 13

Personality: Kind of shy at first, but really nice and sweet after a while. Hates the dress code rules, always trying to change them.

Appearance: Pretty, with pale skin and light brown hair. Green eyes that sometimes look blue. Petite look, small and skinny. Needs glasses slightly but never wears them because they embarrass her.

Other: Has an older brother named Jacob whom girls follow 24/7. A little sister who trys to be just like her.

Wait, Jacob is Callen's twin brother.