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Isaiah Harris

"Let's all just lighten up a bit..."

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a character in “Sūpāmisuterī Academy”, as played by comicbooklover

Description



"I, um, er… "


Isaiah Harris




”Yeah…"



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★ Name ☆
Isaiah Harris

★ Age ☆
17

★ Role ☆
Male Student #2

★ Team ☆
Judicial Alliance

★Gender ☆
Male

★ Place Of Birth ☆
Arlington, Virginia

★ Sexuality ☆
Heterosexual

★ Face Claim ☆
Yogi (Karneval)
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Image★ Theme Songs ☆
Stop and Stare

★ Personality ☆
Clumsy | | Naive | | Trusting | | Kind
Isaiah does not have much of a complex personality. He is soft-spoken yet wise, a reliable
human being. He values good characteristics like honesty and integrity more than others
might, due to how he was raised. He has been basically trained to be respectful and
obedient his whole life and, not surprisingly, still retains those traits. Along with having the
mind of a soldier, he is quite compassionate and gentle, as he has grown to love people
throughout his travels. His pride in people has given him quite an innocent view of the
world, despite all of the war he has been exposed to. Sometimes, he believes looking
at the good in people is the way to cope with the battle he has not been shielded from.
To some, his niavety makes him come across as slightly childish, as, although he is
often quiet, simply how he carries himself appears youthful, and his occasional lack
of maturity can irk others.

Although he is a very kind individual, he doesn't have a graceful bone in his body,
making him slightly awkward and irresponsible. He often loses things or even gets
himself lost, has no hand-eye coordination, and can run very little before needing to
use his inhaler. He is a fairly strong person, but the little he can't do frustrates him to no
end.

Isaiah, through his years, has learned to rely on those around him. However, he trusts
to a fault, as he sometimes refuses to see the bad in people. He may be an intelligent
young man, yet he forgives relentlessly and carries the ideal that all people can be and
are nice. None the less, his good tendencies outweigh the bad. His biggest issue will be
his unpreparedness for the events ahead.







★ Bio ☆
Isaiah was born in Virginia to his mother, who was barely 18, and an absent father.
When he was a little boy, his mother, who had been planning to join the army before his birth,
got her orders and the two of them moved together to an army base in Australia. Raised as
an army brat, he went around from base to base, hardly ever staying very long. His mom did
the best job that she could to raise him correctly, but, as she often had to be off working, his
childhood consisted of spending time with soldiers, from which he learned much from, ranging
from life lessons on behavior to curse words, which his mother made him swear not to repeat.
He displayed an array of talent as a child, writing cute little poems and drawing pictures that
were great for his age.

Isaiah got the best education he could. He hated school, yet excelled in it. He was constantly
told that he would do wonderfully in college and that he could probably get a nice scholarship,
yet he didn't really care for that much. As a little boy, he had a dream to follow in his mother's
footsteps, as he adored her and the soldiers he was constantly around. However, doctors soon
declared that he had developed asthma, killing any dreams he had of one day joining the military.
He was devastated, even though his mother told him that he could pursue an endless amount of
careers besides one in the military. Eventually, his intelligence was his only bargaining chip when
it came to his future. He began to actually care about school and his grades, allowing him to do even
better than he had before, so well that, shortly after they had been transferred to a military base
in Japan, he had been offered a place in Sūpāmisuterī Academy. He didn't want to go, as he was
quite partial to his mother, but she forced him to accept their offer as it was a once in a life time
chance that could maybe finally sway his wishes to still enlist into the army.

Isaiah, of course, read about the past issues with the school and immediately was weary about
attending. He brought this up to his mother, informing her that he was not keen to go to school
where people had once been slaughtered, yet she told him that they wouldn't have reopened the
academy if it was not completely safe. He decided to trust her judgement and was sent away to
the scary school.




★ Talents And Skills ☆
    Guitar Playing/Singing - Listening - Strategizing - Poetry -
    Knows Morse Code and Sign Language - Isn't Afraid of Bugs-
    Knowing Languages That Aren't His First








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★Reason For Coming ☆
Although Isaiah did not like the idea of attending a school and spending so much time away from the
world he knew and was comfortable with, his grades caught the attention of the academy and his
mother forced him to go. After learning of the school's past, he was quite uncomfortable with going,
but he trusted his mom enough to believe that everything would be fine.

★Likes ☆
Family - Food - Dogs - Snow - Campfires -
Drawing - People - Traveling the World


★ Dislikes ☆
Dark Chocolate - Thunder - Bullying - Liars -
Asthma - His Dad - The Word "Moist" - Public
Speaking






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So begins...

Isaiah Harris's Story

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UPDATE: 6/20/14

DAY 40

After a month at the academy, it seems all the students have gotten use to the life here. They have understood their schedules and have made friends with their room mates. It seems that everyone has let their guard down about all these ghost rumors. Even the teachers have relaxed a bit and focused more on teaching the students then looking out for strange things. How long will this peace last

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Character Portrait: Rin Kanabe Character Portrait: Michiyo Sakamoto Character Portrait: Daichi Sasaki Character Portrait: Sulwen Omi Character Portrait: Weimin Inohara Character Portrait: Hiro Herzog Character Portrait: Naoto Watanabe Character Portrait: Isaiah Harris Character Portrait: Izumi Masayoshi Character Portrait: Timothy Aiko Yukimura Character Portrait: Takako Wakahisa
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Izumi hummed as she unlocked the door to her office. It seemed to have been a beautiful morning. She had much to doo and truthfully, she wasn't looking forward to it. Having too much work was always a pain in her backside. Someone had to do it and it had to be her. She couldn't really complain though. This school was hers and she had to do what she could to make it better. '

As she walked into the room she couldn't help but think her office looked a bit messy. Perhaps she could come back in the afternoon and clean up? She sat at her desk and placed her things down before heading to the microphone of intercom.

"Good morning students and faculty! I welcome you to another beautiful day here at Sūpāmisuterī Academy. Please do keep in mind for the various after school events we will be having this month. Also please do keep in mind that the library will be opening later on this month. Thank you and have a nice day."

She released the button on the intercom and then began to sigh. Now all she had to do was take care of the mountains of paper work that her assistant head master placed on her desk.

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However intelligent he may have been academically, Isaiah Harris turned into a dull creature in the early hours of the day. This could be proven through the series of blunders he had performed that morning. His first act had been to oversleep, as he had continued to slap the snooze button in his slumber. When he finally awoke, he had a mere twenty minutes left until class. In his attempt to clamber out of bed, his ankle had gotten stuck in his sheets and, with a flailing of his arms and a loud ”AAAARGH!” he had tumbled onto his dormitory floor. Promising to later pick up the pile of covers he had thrown off his bed, the blonde rushed to get dressed. Uncaring about his appearance, he threw on an outfit that hardly matched and ran a hand through his messy hair. After brushing his teeth, packing up his book bag, and shoving his feet into his unlaced shoes, he was out the door.

Isaiah felt like the example of “dumb American tourist” as he waded through the crowds of students. With his brilliant luck, he had gotten himself trapped in the wrong crowd, as they were headed the opposite direction as him. Like a fish fighting to get upstream, Isaiah squeezed his way through the mass chaos. In retrospect, he could have been gentler, but he had been raised in the military and had no problem with pushing people. He still did manage to apologize to anyone he may have inconvenienced, though, as he was not ever intentionally rude.

In only a minute or so, his first classroom was in sight, and he let out an audible sigh of relief at the recollection that he would not be late. Knowing that there was no more need to rush, he allowed his hand to glide to his book bag, pulling his phone out from one of the front pockets. He held the ancient flip-phone in his hand, pressing one of its small buttons and illuminating the screen. The small contraption alerted him that he had received a message from his mother, one that he immediately read. It had become tradition, in the months he had spent at Sūpāmisuterī Academy, that she text him something every day. It was her way of reminding him that she hadn’t abandoned him there and that she still loved him. Her messages made him smile every time he read them, and this was no exception.

However, this was not the time for sentiment, or else he would be late to class. Quickly, he took off toward his homeroom, throwing his cell phone in his pants pocket. Still, his back luck and clumsiness would not allow him to make it, as his untied shoelace was trampled on by a passing student and he landed, once again, upon the floor. He let out a small sigh, figuring today was just not his day.

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Timothy Aiko Yukimura


Aiko turned over in his slumber, kicking off the blankets surrounding him in the process. A shiver ran through his body at the absence of the warm covers. The sudden coldness beginning to wake him along with the now ringing of his alarm clock as he sat up in bed a soft yawn escaping his lips.

The bedheaded blonde blinked heavily from his position on the small bed, his mind still clouded with sleep.

"I'm so tired." He sighed rubbing his eyes. The dull alarm clock ringing only adding to his impulse to turn over and return to his peaceful slumber. Aiko shook out his hair and quickly scooped it up into a small messy ponytail to keep it off his neck, maybe I need to get a haircut he mused playfully as he swung his legs over the side of the bed to begin his morning routine.

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Finally ready, Aiko slung his backpack over his shoulder as he exited his room, automatically placing his headphones over his ears and turning on his music. Aiko quietly hummed along as he made his way to his homeroom. He slipped through the students crowding the hallways, the muffled sound of announcements causing him to place the headphones back around his neck.

"Crap I missed it." He mumbled, taking out his iPod he glanced up to make sure no one was in his way before looking down in what he thought was a quick manner.

A body landed on the ground and Aiko realized he was stepping on a shoelace.

"Oh geez. I'm so sorry, are you okay? " He asked, quickly bowing apologetically before bending down to the blonde who now lay on the floor. The boy looked vaguely familiar like he had seen him in the hallways, but he didn't really remember him in any of his classes. Aiko smiled at him and tried to help him to his feet. "I'm so sorry." He gave a lighthearted laugh , "you might want to tie your shoes."

The setting changes from Hallway to Math Class

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Character Portrait: Rin Kanabe Character Portrait: Michiyo Sakamoto Character Portrait: Sulwen Omi Character Portrait: Naoto Watanabe Character Portrait: Isaiah Harris Character Portrait: Timothy Aiko Yukimura Character Portrait: Takako Wakahisa
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The floor, Isaiah found, was not comfortable. Not only did its hardness make his crash an unpleasant one, but its clash with his chest knocked the wind out of him. With a groan, he rolled onto his back, his hand gliding to his pocket to make sure that his phone was okay. It was, as it seemed to be as unbreakable as a Nokia, which it felt quite similar to in the age of iPhones. It was not until he had stuffed it back into his pocket and started to sit upward that he noticed that someone was speaking to him.
Looking up, he found the gentleman who had just recently removed his foot from Isaiah’s shoelace. The guy looked familiar to Isaiah, as did everyone else in the academy. He tried to place a finger upon the student’s name, but failed. Instead, it was the boy who spoke. "Oh geez. I'm so sorry, are you okay?" he asked, kneeling down to the side of his fellow student and offering him a hand to help him up.

Regaining a standing position, Isaiah spoke in return. ”Yeah, I’m good. My bad,” he laughed as he reached into his book bag and fumbled around, on the hunt for his inhaler. Grabbing ahold of the small device, he exhaled and then placed the plastic rim against his lips, puffing in the medicated air. A good amount of it hit his tongue, causing a dry, cold, stinging sensation to come over him, making him gag and quickly drop the good-for-nothing tool into his pants pockets.
The boy, who had not been too disturbed by Isaiah’s antics, apologized once again. "You might want to tie your shoes,” he said with a laugh. Isaiah chuckled also.

”That may be a good idea,” the tall boy spoke, kicking his shoe out in front of him to examine the dangling culprit of his tumble. ”Sorry for delaying you. I’m Isaiah.” He paused, allowing the other young man a moment to speak, as he anxiously eyed his classroom. It was then that he noticed that they were the only ones still lingering in the halls. This caused him to panic. ”It’s been nice chatting, but I think it’s probably best we get to class at the moment.” Isaiah had a bad habit of being late and he had been hopeful that his customs would not precede him. However, it seemed like his attempts had been futile. He did not know what class his new acquaintance was supposed to be in, as it was most likely that they had been headed to the same place, but he didn’t really wait long to find out.

Without much more hesitation, he dismissed himself from conversation and hurried to the classroom, opening the door to find that most of the class had settled down in their seats already. At the moment, another young man stood at the front, offering an explanation as to why he was tardy to the kind looking teacher, but Isaiah did not even do that. With a very red face, he anxiously slid into the first open seat he found, glancing at his fellow students before plunging himself into his book bag in a search for a pencil.

Gosh, that was terribly written. I'm so sorrryyyyyy. I wasn't sure who all was in the classroom, so I just tagged everybody.

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Character Portrait: Rin Kanabe Character Portrait: Michiyo Sakamoto Character Portrait: Sulwen Omi Character Portrait: Naoto Watanabe Character Portrait: Isaiah Harris Character Portrait: Takako Wakahisa
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Sulwen Omi




Sulwen slowly redirected her graze from the paperwork that lay on her desk and soon relocated her orbs onto the sudden figure that appeared in the classroom. With a second glance she quickly realized that it was Naoto Watanabe, offering the boy a reassuring smile to hopefully put the boy a little more at ease.

“I'm truly sorry for being late, my alarm clock didn't ring. May I join the rest of the class?” He said to the woman whilst offering a bow in her direction, to which Sulwen quickly got out of her seat at that moment and approached the boy.

”I accept your apology, Naoto-kun. Your only a little late so I‘ll just pretend that this didn‘t happen, alright?” She softly advised the boy with her usual motherly tone, before stepping to the side and allowing the student to continue over towards his seat. ”Just don‘t make it habit, ok?” She added and gave the male a light pat on the shoulder, to ensure that everything was alright between the pair, before watching as he made his way to his seat.

It was only after once dealing with Naoto that Sulwen then spotted another boy entering the classroom, somewhat hurriedly as the student failed to offer the woman any reasons behind his lateness, before settling himself down into the nearest seat within his reach. As her eyes trailed after the young boy she couldn’t help but feel the slightest need to have a word with the youth for his rudeness, though Sulwen didn’t wish to embarrass the boy further, and being overly strict wasn't really her style. Instead, she opted to simply stroll over to were the new arrival sat and said quietly, ”Thank you for joining us, Isaiah-kun.”

Indeed she knew the boy, like she knew most of her students and likewise knew some had more tendancies to be late than others. However, offering the lad a smile she eventually returned to her desk and sat herself on the edge before crossing her arms against her chest. ”Alrighty everyone. I will give it another five minutes in-case anymore late arrivals decide to turn up, and then class can finally begin. In the meantime get yourselves organized and prepare yourself for a morning of fun!” She addressed the class calmly before sparing a glance towards the door.

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Character Portrait: Rin Kanabe Character Portrait: Michiyo Sakamoto Character Portrait: Sulwen Omi Character Portrait: Naoto Watanabe Character Portrait: Isaiah Harris Character Portrait: Timothy Aiko Yukimura Character Portrait: Takako Wakahisa
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Timothy Aiko Yukimura


Aiko listened to the blonde stranger speak, picking up on his American accent, it reminded him of the days he lived in America, and his mother. A frown made it's way across his face as he tried to keep thoughts of his late mother out of his mind, he shook his head as the boy gave his name.

"Nice to meet you, my name's Aiko Yukimura." Aiko replied his eyes following Isaiah's as he spoke. His eyes landed on a classroom door, which just so happened to be the door of the classroom he was suppose to be in. His eyes drifted down the deserted hall and he realized him and the boy were the last remaining people. "Great my first tardy." Aiko mumbled to no one in particular.

”It’s been nice chatting, but I think it’s probably best we get to class at the moment.” Isaiah spoke in a rushed manner before speeding off towards his classroom. "Ummm yeah nice chatting with you too...." Aiko trailed off, even though Isaiah was long gone. Walking towards his classroom he entered just in time to be greeted by the words of his math teacher.

”Alrighty everyone. I will give it another five minutes in-case anymore late arrivals decide to turn up, and then class can finally begin. In the meantime get yourselves organized and prepare yourself for a morning of fun!” Aiko smiled awkwardly feeling weird being late, even though he knew he wasn't the only one.

"Guess that means me." The blue eyed blonde muttered scratching the back of his neck. "I'm sorry for being late." He bowed before quickly sliding into his seat and adjusting the unplugged headphones on his neck.

The setting changes from Math Class to Modern

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Character Portrait: Rin Kanabe Character Portrait: Michiyo Sakamoto Character Portrait: Daichi Sasaki Character Portrait: Sulwen Omi Character Portrait: Weimin Inohara Character Portrait: Hiro Herzog Character Portrait: Naoto Watanabe Character Portrait: Isaiah Harris Character Portrait: Izumi Masayoshi Character Portrait: Timothy Aiko Yukimura Character Portrait: Takako Wakahisa
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UPDATE

Suddenly the floor began to shake. Everyone believed that it would be another normal day at school but it seemed that they were wrong. Loud groans of pain began to be heard as the wooden floors of the school began to shake. What could possibly be happening?

Soon the floor began to cave in. At the bottom, complete darkness. Students and teachers began to be pulled into the darkness with no light source in sight.

Complete darkness. With only the sound of children laughing. Is this hell?

No.

It seems a light can be seen but you seem to black out before getting a glimpse.

Welcome to the past. The old Sūpāmisuterī Academy.Yes. The one you had read or attended. Why have you been brought to this hell? No one knows but all you know is that everyone is not here.

Team Judical Alliance are located now on the first wing of the school while New Horizon is on the other.

However, a student seems to have not survive the fall. (This would be Michaelis_xXx_Elly character.... Who is now a corpse on the floor)

The head mistress and assistant head master are in their old head masters office. The teachers of New Horizon are in the old teachers lounge.

The students are scattered completely. They could be anywhere.

Left wing: First Floor (Judicial Alliance)
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Left wing: Second Floor (Judicial Alliance)
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Right wing: First Floor (New Horizon)
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Right wing: Second Floor(New Horizon)
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Underground Basement (All)
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What will you do now? Find the others? Or go insane before even taking a step?

((NOTE: If you plan on doing something crazy (becoming a murderer, dying, becoming a spirit etc) or having something crazy done to you (being killed, having a ghost baby etc) please message me c:))