Annabell Rose Mullet wondered along the large halls of her new home and school aimlessly. Her dorm card read 505 but she had long since passed the room. Her rolling luggage whizzed behind her as her shoes clicked loudly down the tiled area. The emerald hued eyes soaked in every new sight and color, trying to memorize as much as possible, without over doing herself the first day. The school was large and the idea of being accepted was even larger. To think! The head master of this school had been at her choir concert she had sung that solo! Honestly, it gave her the chills, but who was going to complain with such an offer from such a big named school?
Her dark brown hair hung down, just straightened to last her through the day, and no more than that. Her attire was consisting of a plaid flannel in a bright orange, a pair faded denim skinny jeans, with holes in the knees and a pair of nice fitting Sparries. The girl wondered into the cafeteria before realizing she was no longer a loud to wonder. Quickly turning, she stumbled over herself but caught herself before she fell. Wondering down a hall, she though brought her back to the main hall, she noticed a sign handing from one of the dark class rooms. It read, "Music Hall: Vocals Only". That was Annabell. Vocals. She was all excited about it, learning new technique and possibly getting her own record, if she did well in school. That was what the school offered. A warm home, a good educational environment, a caring staff, and possibly a record deal for anyone who excelled greatly in their talent.
After fighting with herself over if she should creep inside or not, she managed to pull herself away. She wondered down the right hall and into her room, 505. The rooms were fitted for two, that way the kids could socialize and work. She claimed the far left bed, by the window and a desk. Placing her luggage on the bed, she began to unpack. Clothes on one end, accessories over there, bathroom supplies put away, and finally, her favorite stuffed animal, Ruffles the panda. As she wondered around getting herself prepared for her new life, Annabell sang cords in a high octave, also preparing her vocals for the long road ahead.

W E L C O M E
This is Westurn Academy for the musically gifted. Here, you have been hand picked by the head master of the school and sent a card of invitation to join the lovely academy and further advance your skills. You, excited about the offer, take the deal, and ship yourself straight off to the school. Re-reading the invitation you realize that you could be offered a chance to become famous with your talent with good academic advances and the right connections. Do you choose to take this offer? While here, you will be placed into dorms by age. You and your roommate will be put together through thick and thin, till the year is ended, no questions asked. If you happen to have a problem with the roommate, use your talent! They say that music soothes the savage beast. Along the way, you may find that 'special someone', but don't let it distract you from this ultimate goal! Will you let it? With that, I'd like to welcome you into our lovely doors of Westurn Academy.


Dorms:
14-16:
Dorm A1: Only Two
Dorm A2: Only Two
Dorm A3: Only Two
Dorm A4: Only Two
16-18:
Dorm B1: Only Two
Dorm B2: Only Two
Dorm B3: Only Two
Dorm B4: Only Two
*All Dorms will be Co-Ed if needed*


Character Profiles:
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Rules are simple and easy.
1) I am creator, respect me and we'll get on fine.
2) Follow all the guild lines of RPG
3) Any sexual content MUST be taken to PM or time skipped
4) Cussing is allowed, but don't use it every other word
5) No one liners, keep it to about 10-11 sentences.
6) No God Modding, or killing without permission
7) No anime pictures, only REAL

3 Authors

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