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And I'm sorry I don't know any more :S
Welcome to my roleplay about basically teenagers and their everyday life, yeah I know, it's been done, everyones been there, done that and bought just about every ruddy T-Shirt in the store but still!
It's different every time right?
This one has a twist.
Each kid in this school has problems, whether it's mental, physical, drug abuse or their disturbing past.
Now I know what your thinking, every teenager feels they have problems! But you get where I'm coming from! Okay! Let's give it a go, and as one of my most famous sayings I say.....Joineth?
THE RULES<<< are in bold and underlined to make me look more scary and cool, unfortunately me telling you this, kinda ruins the effect ^^ ah well, SO...
1)Okay, we all know that almost every roleplay is bound to have some romance in it, but don't do anything that makes anyone feel uncomfortable e.t.c and save the detail for those so-called more erotic roleplays yeah? Wer'e deperately gunna try keep this stuff PG13
2)Swearing's okay, if it's relevant to your character and what's going on, but PLEASE for the love of God do NOT swear after every f******g single f*****g word okay?
3) No godmodding got it? Not good.
4) you insult someone, your out, the feelings of our fellow roleplayers are dreadfully important and we are nice shiny happy unicorn people that hate mutual conflict okies?
5)please please please lets try and understand that only ONEBig problem is allowed ONE, ONE, ONE, ONE, ONE,ONE,ONE ONE!!!! okay? good ^^
6)PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE NO TEXT TALK! NO NO NO NO! PLEASE I BEG OF YOU!IT F=DRIVES ME INSAAAAAAAAANE! thank you ^^
7) Last but not least, enjoy yourself and I hope to God you have a ball of a time roleplaying with us *grin*
OOC ish here darlings>>>
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The school was called St.Whoresdale's (pronounced wo-res-dails) except someone happed to accidentally-on-purpose paint over the dales and the st. with red paint and drawn an artistic wiggly arrow pointing toward the school.
Brilliant, it was just like an advertisement for a free strip club, "What's that sir? A complemetory lapdance? Certainly!"
Kaiyah chuckled to herslef as she once more walked thorugh the familiar once-strong-iron-but-now-falling-apart- iron gates as the teachers called them, toward the familiar scent of second class school.
She had known the person who did that piece of art, he'd left last year, he'd been her- Kaiyah winced- boyfriend, until he suddenly announced on the last day of term that he was dumping her for some bleach-blonde bimbo girl in his college.
Whatever.
Kaiyah had punched him and to much satisfaction he had bled- quite alot actually- and then she'd never spoken to him since.
She couldn't get her head round it- he was the school rockstar rebel, and she was miss popular cheerleader by the sounds of it. It shouldn't fit together.
Kaiyah walked into the urine smelling building and wrinkled her nose, before beginning to scan the common room for any of her friends.