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Jane Sibbet

When I fall in love it will be forever

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a character in “The Pen is Mightier Than the Sword”, as played by Lvdwilt2000

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{"There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.” }
-Jane Austen
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[center]|{Full Name}|
Jane Sibbet

|{Nickname}|
None

|{Birthday}|
June 5th

|{Age}|
22

|{Nationality}|
American

|{Sexuality}|
Straight

|{Occupation}|
College Student

|{Role}|
Jane Austen

|{Hometown}|
Michigan




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{"You have bewitched me body and soul and I love , I love , I love you.” }
-Jane Austen

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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
✤thrives in cold weather, hates warm weather✤
✤repeats a common adage constantly ✤
✤puts hand on someone else’s hand/arm/shoulder/leg as much as possible when talking ✤
✤talks to herself✤
✤she has allergies to pollen, and bees ✤
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|[color=#F570D6]{Talents || Strengths || Skills}
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Writing
School[color][color=#900000]⚘
Singing
Cooking

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
Sewing Buttons
Dancing
Social Media
Remembering things

|{Hobbies}|
Reading
Writing
Cooking
|{Fears}|
øDying Aloneø
øDeath ø
øBig Snakesø
øFlyingø

|{Goals & Dreams}|
To be a famous writer
To have an amazing romantic reletionship

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{"If a book is well written I always find it too short.” }
-Jane Austen




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|{Personality}|
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Jane is a bit of a clumsy person but does her best to try to keep that at bay. She is very hyper and caring towards others. She will always be there to lend a hand. Though if you are in an argument she likes to think she always wins. Even if she says “Yeah, your right.” No she knows deep down that she is. She is also a bit nosey in other people’s business but she just has fun with it.

|{Appearance}|

Jane is 5 ft 2 in and weighs 106 pounds. She has Dark Brown eyes and hair. She likes to wear dresses most of the time. And/or skirts with fun tops to show off her personaility. It is rare to see her in jeans and stuff but she will do if she needs to act more casual.





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{"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.” }
-Jane Austen



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|{Likes}|

▲Emma {book} ▲Shoes ▲Pedicures ▲Music ▲Books ▲Romantic comedies ▲Singing ▲Music ▲Cats ▲Most animals ▲Romantic books ▲Gossip magazines




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{"I wish as well as everybody else to be perfectly happy; but like everybody else it must be in my own way.” }
-Jane Austen



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|{Dislikes}|

▼ Snakes ▼ Book Reviews ▼ Dark Colors ▼ Hot weather ▼ Asparagus ▼Worms ▼ Sand ▼ Coffee ▼ Yogurt




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{"Love is such a wonderful idea… I wonder who invented it.” }
-Jane Austen

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|{Place of Origin}|
Michigan

|{History}|
Jane was born the youngest daughter of six. She had three older brothers and two older sisters. She was born on sunny June afternoon. It was quite bright and a happy day for the Sibbet family. They were over rejoiced that they were having another girl. Being the youngest had its ups and downs for Jane. She was always getting the hand-me-downs and was picked on at school for being “the mistake”. Her parents were not wanting more than five, and twelve years later they had Jane which changed it to six.

Jane grew up a happy girl. She didn’t care too much about the hand-me-downs she didn’t like the bullies but she told them off and she has ignored it ever since. She grew up loving to help her mother in the kitchen and also enjoyed to read. Her father was so amazed that every week she would go to the library brining home six to seven books and have read them all by the next week. She spent so much time at the library they knew her very well over there.

After a while the librarian set up a course at the library to learn to write books or novels in your spare time. Jane begged her mother to go, and eventually her parents gave in and it turned out she loved to write just as much as she loved to read. Jane signed up to a few websites reading and writing the fanfiction or books in her spare time.

Harlequin was one of her favorite series as she grew into her teens. The heartfelt romance was better than the stuff she had been reading for so long. She loved the guy getting the girl in the end. It was her favorite part. She went to high school and worked very, very hard. She did her best and got all A’s in every subject. She decided to major in English and go into writing for a living. She got a scholarship to this collage here in Michigan and got in.
|{Family Tree/People Of Importance}|
Her mom
Dad
Brother 1
Brother 2
Brother 3
Sister 1
Sister 2
|{Happiest Memory}|
Getting the book Emma from the library
|{Saddest Memory}|
Almost failing Science in high school





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{"Nobody minds having what is too good for them.” }
-Jane Austen




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Lea Michele



So begins...

Jane Sibbet's Story

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Character Portrait: Nichole d'Mac Ealair Character Portrait: Violet Tremaine Character Portrait: Jane Sibbet Character Portrait: Marie Stonecraft Character Portrait: Sage Chaudhry Character Portrait: Elijah Kravitz
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Sunday.
Predicted forecast: Sunny, with scattered clouds.
Temperature: 28°F
Hour: 8:12 A.M.
Term: Recent beginning of the second semester.
Students of Arcane University have no classes today, one of the few days of the week students have entirely free. Some people, procrastinators no doubt, can be found locked in their dorm room, perhaps attempting to accomplish a last-minute paper. Many others can be found outside, enjoying the weather, whether it be in the park or in a local coffee shop. Some simply prefer to remain indoors, lounging with their friends in the living area of their dorm. Today, we focus on the students of the infamous Ink Saber Dorm. How are they spending their hours?




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Was there ever anything sadder than watching the sun slowly climb over the horizon, shedding light on skeletal tree branches as it went? Probably. But it didn't seem so at the time.
Eleanor had woken up at five thirty in the morning. A shame since she had only finally managed to drift off to sleep at around one in the morning, but those four and a half hours would be plenty for the day. The misery of it came from that she didn't move from her bed until at least seven. Not wanting to wake Marie, her sleeping roommate, since she knew how little sleep she got as well, she decided simply not to chance it, instead staying in bed for a solid hour and a half, doing nothing but staring at the ceiling. After that, she broke. Tiptoeing as quietly as she could manage across the creaky floorboards, she pulled a t-shirt, some leggings, and an over-sized sweater she had picked up from a thrift store earlier that month, and ducked into the bathroom to change and finish her morning routine. It was cold that morning, and the sweater was a comforting source of warmth. It wasn't until she had already changed that she realized her entire outfit was grey scale, and by that point she was too tired to try again.
Careful to open the bathroom door without it squeaking, El nabbed her laptop from her desk and headed into the main kitchen. She had been hoping that given the early hour, there would be no one there, but Rainier was, as well as one or two others.
"Morning," she said quietly, to any of the early risers that may have been listening. It earned her a good morning in return from Rain, along with a ruffling of her hair. She swatted at his arm, ducking underneath it to grab a bowl from the cabinets along with cereal and a spoon. There was a teasing comment from him as she poured the milk, putting it in the microwave. It was a trick she had learned from her mother before she passed, and the warm cereal was always a treat on cold winter days such as this one. She ignored Rain's comment, going out onto the terrace their dorm was fortunate enough to have with her laptop under one arm. The outside air was chilling, and it immediately gave her goosebumps, but it also woke her up. There was a paper still due for one of her classes, and she was hoping to finish it in one go this morning.
But then an hour had passed, and it was past eight already. Her bowl of cereal sat half-finished next to her laptop, and the paper was also only half complete. Frustrated and freezing, she returned inside to dump the bowl in the sink and sit down on the couch with one of the books she had left on the coffee table the night before to take a small breather from the in-depth analysis of Book I of Paradise Lost.








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As far as philosophy goes, "Early to bed, early to rise" is an excellent one. Well, at least in Rainier's opinion it is. He was in bed by eleven last night, out of bed by seven this morning. A solid eight hours of sleep, which was a rare gift these days, considering how much work he was doing for his classes. As a junior, his professors seemed to think he either had more time on his hands, or an increased ability to complete work quickly. Neither of those were true. What he did have, or at least what he developed, was an ability to run competently on fewer hours of sleep.
He was, if nothing else, sensible. So he pulled a sensible outfit out of his closet--a sweater, jeans (it was cold this morning after all)-- and threw it onto his bed for later that day. For the moment, he only tugged a hoodie over his bare torso. A quick morning care routine in the bathroom later, and he was on his way to the kitchen for breakfast.
He arrived only a few minutes before Eleanor stepped into the kitchen as well, returning her good morning with a quick ruffling of her hair as he pulled a bagel from the fridge. Technically, Jackson had bought them, but they were friends, right? Friends shared. "You've got a regular Princess of Darkness thing going for you today, huh?" he teased, as he so often did about her typical wardrobe. She ignored him, as she so often did, and they went their separate ways. Her outside, and him to the couch, a coffee in one hand and a cream cheese bagel in the other. He picked up the remote as he bit into his breakfast, turning on the television to flip through the channels. He settled on a news channel, the most unbiased one he could find, for his morning viewing as he waited for the rest of the dorm to come alive.
It was an hour before El came back in, and by then, a few more people had emerged from the comfort of their dorms. His coffee had since been finished and refilled twice, and his bagel was long gone. He offered El a sip of his coffee, which she refused as she always did, before turning his attention back to the news, which was now running stories on more local events.








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Victoria had never been an early riser. Before college, she would sleep until noon on weekends. But there had been a small party on the Saturday, and though she'd come back early, somewhere around midnight, she'd kept sporadically waking throughout the night. She was finally unable to fall back asleep around six thirty, and decided on not even trying to. Her roommate had gotten back later than she had, and was still sleeping, so she decided against going into the kitchen for some breakfast, lest she face the wrath of the sleeping demon. Instead she pulled a book from her nightstand, The Count of Monte Cristo, and flipped to her bookmarked page. Having bought the unabridged version, she was currently clawing her way through a particularly uninteresting bit about a rather unimportant minor character. She briefly debating skipping the entire section, which had actually been cut out in the abridged version, so it couldn't have been that important, but resolved to keep her promise of finishing the book in its entirety.
She read for nearly two hours, forcing her way past the boring part only to fall right into another one, before her stomach began to nag her about getting something to eat. She pulled on a pair of jeans along with a large sweater and knit scarf to protect against the cold, and ducked into the bathroom to wash up before moving to the kitchen. To her surprise, there were already a few people there. She'd figured most people would take the opportunity to sleep in, but in all honesty, she should have figured. So many of these writers and philosophers she was dorming with were early risers. Rainier was already watching the news on the sofa with that other girl, and a few others were scattered around. With a chipper good morning to all the people in the room, she turned to the cabinets to prepare herself a bowl of oatmeal.








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Enzo had to have had the most messed up sleeping schedule now than he had ever had before. He was used to sleeping in on weekends. Until ten at least. But it was only eight when he finally shoved the covers off. He considered himself lucky for being one of the few people in the dorm without a roommate, but he was plenty sure it was really because no one cared to dorm with him. He had a tendency of getting on people's nerves with his personality. He wasn't so much annoying, really, as just frustrating. A devil's advocate, truly. Someone said the sky was blue, he said it was green. It didn't matter what he believed, if someone believed something, he believed the opposite. Plenty of people liked it, but even his friends asked him to stop after a while. He was still working on turning it off sometimes.
Not that he minded the lack of a roommate at all. It gave him free roaming hours. For example, on Friday night he was out until two in the morning and only slept until seven. Adding that to the chronic lack of sleep he had gotten the past week, he was out by midnight on Saturday. Eight hours of sleep was apparently all his mind could handle in one go. Yawning as he pressed his feet to the cold floorboards of the room, he quickly pulled a t-shirt from his floor, smelled it to make sure it was clean, and pulled it over his head. He'd change later into something more presentable for the day ahead, a long sleeved shirt, some dark jeans, but for now, he was more preoccupied with getting to the kitchen for something to eat. He stopped in the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth real quick before sauntering into the kitchen. He stretched and yawned once more as he reached up into the cabinet for a bowl. It wan't until his cereal was safely soaking up milk that he actually greeted everyone through a yawn. The "morning" he intended to say came out slightly garbled and louder than he had anticipated, but he paid it no mind as he pulled up a chair at the kitchen island to dig into his breakfast.

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Jade woke up with the sun.

As to say, she woke up with the sun, and didn't get up for another ten or so minutes. Jade usually woke up early, but as today was a reprieve day, she had no intentions of actually doing something productive. So, looking at the clock that read 8:15 AM, Jade sighed and rolled back over.

After a few more minutes of restful sleep, Jade roused herself and yawned. Padding sleepily into the bathroom, she took a quick, cold shower and dried her hair. She had nowhere to be, but out of habit Jade put on makeup and arranged her hair. Ah, well, no harm done.

She walked over to her closet, pulling out a casual outfit to match the cool weather. She looked through her collection of scarves [she really did love them] and pulled out a simple one. Putting it on as she walked towards the kitchen, she smiled. Jade was so glad today was a restful day.

Her freshman year so far had been fun, but challenging. She'd stayed up all hours of the night to get projects done- and her novel. She was working on a story, a long fantasy about an ancient elvish kingdom. She hadn't decided on a title yet, or shown any of her dormmates, but Jade was intrigued. She'd been pulled into her own story.

As she entered the warm kitchen, she waved to Rainier and grabbed a bag of bread and the toaster. Putting in two slices, she turned back to Rainier.

They were pretty good friends. The older boy had really taken Jade under his wing, and was her soundboard and accomplice. She'd never told him he was her sidekick- he'd probably claim to be the leader of this whole operation. Nonetheless, they were the Three Musketeers- Along with Eleanor.

She pulled the finished toast from the toaster and spread some butter on the warm bread. Placing it on a small plate, she joined Rainier.

"Morning. What are you reading?"

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Jane awoke to her alarm clock that played, "Sweet Caroline". It was one of her favorite songs. She got up and went to the closet. It was raining outside so that meant she would not be going to much anywhere. Jane went to the closet and grabbed out a dress that she liked. She liked to cook in her spare time of writing, reading and music.

She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. She grabbed out some eggs and bacon. And got a frying pan out. She sizzled the bacon and eggs. While the happened she grabbed plates and set the small table she made up nice. She grabbed her cellphone out of her purse that was hanging near the door and smiled at it.

Elijah
-Hey are we going to meet up today? Xoxo Jane-

She smelled that the eggs and bacon were done and put them on the plate. She smiled looking at the work. It finally felt like a home now. "Sage! Breakfast!" She yelled hoping Sage was coming now. She sat at the table waiting for her roommate. [/center]

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Elijah woke with the dawn. He had spent the night before at a party and carefully sneaked back into his dorm without arousing his roommate. After a few hours of sleep, his internal clock kicked in. Apparently his internal clock did not care about his external schedule. But he wasn't one to waste a perfectly good morning. So he rolled out of bed and threw some clothes on. Then he left for the outdoors, wishing he had put on more than a sweatshirt. It was heavy with dew and a clinging chill. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the fresh, untouched air. Then he pressed his palms together and began to do Sun Salutations. When he was finished, he closed his eyes and had a smoke. He then retreated into the warmth of the indoors.

There weren't many others there. The broody one, the blond one and Rainier but he greeted each one with a smile. He noticed the news flashing on TV. "Why do you watch that, Rain?" he said, pouring himself some coffee. "All they ever show is bad news. I'm convinced they do it on purpose. They show nothing but misery so you feel miserable. Then what do you do with that misery? You spread it around," he shot a look at Eleanor. She was the poster girl of misery. "Then you wind up doing miserable things until you make the news, and the cycle continues," he said, sipping at his coffee as he took a seat next to Rain. "You're feeding into the cycle, Rain," he said sagely.

He pulled out his phone, checking for messages from Jane. They had a project to do but the idea of actually working was entirely repulsive to him at the moment. Maybe he'd convince her to just goof off. Grades were all relative anyway. He texted back to meet him in the common room. As he hit send, he saw a story about some war in some far off country. "See, that's my point right there. I'm convinced that war is caused by a stream of bad news,"

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Character Portrait: Nichole d'Mac Ealair Character Portrait: Violet Tremaine Character Portrait: Jane Sibbet Character Portrait: Marie Stonecraft Character Portrait: Sage Chaudhry Character Portrait: Elijah Kravitz
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*Beep, Beep, Beep*

Nichole Esme d'Mac Ealair woke to the aggravating sound of her bedside clock. Without rising from the comfort of her bed, instead she dragged her hand out from beneath the heavy mountain of blankets that hovered over her, and hit the 'snooze button.' She grunted to herself as she dismantle the blankets and sat up in a sloppy position.

*Click* There was suddenly a flash from a camera that seemed to stun her.

"This is definitely going on my twitter page." A familiar voice said.

Nichole was startled when she found her best friend, Herman Andrews, lounging at the edge of her bed with a cream cheese bagel in his hand. "What the hell, Herman?" she bellowed as she rubbed her eyes back to reality.

"Dayumm! It wouldn't kill you to at least look presentable even when you wake up. You need Jesus, honey." He then took a huge chunk of the bagel and gorged it down as if he was a deranged savage who hadn't eaten in days; months even.

A low growl escaped Nichole's lips as she charged herself at him, "Herman!" However, he was already running down the hallway and she followed almost tripping as she went. She chased him all the way into the kitchen where students were already hanging out, seeing the two already going at it again early in the morning made everyone turned within a three-standing radius turned to look at them; at Nichole for she was still dressed in her kiddie pajamas.

There was no where to look without meeting curious eyes.

Herman came over to her, his hips swaying side to side and arms spread out. "You're just the cutiest wittle thing," He embraced her, squeezing her hard to the point where she couldn't breath. But of course Nichole didn't mind. Herman was well-known for giving out the best hugs...and kisses. He was a true ladies man at are. If he wasn't strickly dickly that it.

Nichole tried very hard not to be tempted in Herman's affections to the point where she softly nudged him away. "You're such an ass,"

Herman only stuck his tongue out as he scarfed down what was left of his food while at the same time he hoped over the couch and sat next to Rainer. "Hey, at least I'm not the only one who thinks that." he winked at Rainer flirtatiously in a way that told him that he knew what was going on between the two of them.

Nichole was over by the fridge and drinking out of the carton of orange juice when she heard him which made her turn her head towards him as he spoke. "Oh, get a life."

"Not until you get yours." he came over and snatched the carton from Nichole's lips causing her to spill some on her pj's, and went back toward the couch.

"Jerk!" She shouted after him.

He flashed her the finger, "Kiss my ass, bish. Kiss my ass."

Nichole couldn't other than smile at him. He was always such a jokester, but she loved him for that.

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