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Maxim Jorken Solovynov

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a character in “Whoa! Girls in a Hectic All-Boys School?!”, as played by Starlight77

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Maxim ҉ Jorken ҉ Solovynov

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♝The Basics ♗
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҉ My name is Maxim Jorken Solovyynov.
҉ You can call me Max. Just Max.
҉ I’ve blown this many candles: 19
҉ I am a male.
҉ I'll meet you in my dorm!: Two C
҉ My Role is: Protectors of the Secret
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♝ Getting to Know Me Better ♗
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҉ This is my life:
Maxim was born to a Russian father and a German mother. His father was a silent, cold man who was always travelling for business. Maxin’s mother was all he had. She raised him like a mother should, even though she only saw her husband once every three to four months.

His childhood was a good one. His mother was a musician fascinated by American music, and taught Maxim how to play guitar (electric and acoustic), piano, keyboard, flute, electric bass, drums and she taught him how to sing and rap. And he can do it rather well. He attended musical schools for the entirety of his life, and he was happy. His mother also taught him English and German (Russian being his native language.)

When Maxim turned 18, his mother was diagnosed with a severe case of cancer. With his mother being in a hospital practically 24/7 and his father being away, Maxim knew he wouldn’t be able to stay home anymore. It was almost time for him to go the college anyway, so he decided to shove off. His mother is still gravely ill, with almost no improvement. His father must travel more than before to make money to support all of the treatments she needs. Maxim does not enjoy talking about his mother or father, so I wouldn’t recommend bringing this up in a conversation.

҉ Sometimes I act like this:
Maxim is more of the strong, silent type. He believes he gained this trait from his father. He may hover on the outside of the group instead of trying to place himself in conversations.

Just because he’s quiet doesn’t mean he’s mean or emo or anything. To strangers he may be blunt and cold, but when someone warms up to him, he can be the funniest or most energetic person ever. He has a kind heart and beautiful smile that can brighten anyone’s gloomy day. He speaks with a bit of a Russian/German accent.

Maxim is very musical. He can play a multitude of instruments, and can sing and rap really well. He’s very into rock/soul/metal/electric/ bands like Linkin Park, Paramore, Evanescence, Fall Out Boy, Skillet, Imagine Dragons,30 Seconds to Mars and Breaking Benjamin. He likes to rap to most Eminem songs, for he is his favorite rapping artist. He knows how to break songs down and teach them to himself. He then records himself playing the different instruments and pieces it together on his lap top. Maxim always has his iPod with him, if not his lap top. He needs easy access to music at all times.

Maxim is also a bit athletic. His muscular build allows him to bench about 180 pounds and he’s a fast runner with quick reflexes. Though he isn’t majorly into sports, he does them sometimes just to try something different. He also knows how to fight. He took Karate and Kickboxing as a kid and knows how to take someone down. His brute strength, speed and fighting ability makes him a formidable opponent to practically anyone.

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♝ Other Information ♗
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҉ Give it to me:
☑ Music ~ Maxim likes music. A lot. Though he prefers rock he will listen to other types of music including pop, but no One Direction/Justin Beiber crap. He can play almost anything if you give him the notes.
☑ Sports~ Maxim is strong and fast. If he plays a sport, it’s usually baseball or soccer.
☑ Swimming ~ Maxim loves to go swimming. If he has free time when he’s not in the mood to listen to music, he goes swimming.
☑ Animals~ Maxim has always liked any type of animal. Cats, dogs, even snakes. He’s very good at Biology, but that’s about it for academics.
☑ Dancing ~ Maxim knows how to dance, both slow and fast.

҉ Throw it out:
☒ Shots and Doctors ~ The smell of cleaning alcohol makes his nauseous.
☒ Sickness ~ Ever since his mother got sick, he hates talking about sickness and disease.
☒ Alcohol ~ The stuff is useless and pointless in his eyes. Being Russian, he can hold his alcohol well; he just doesn’t really like the stuff.

҉ Crush:
To Be Added

҉ Quotes:
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

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♝ Final Information ♗
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҉ Other:
Maxim has a tribal dragon tattoo on his left shoulder.

҉ Male Appearance:
Maxim usually wears his leather jacket with the fur hood, dark gray pants, tank tops, and leather combat boots. His hair is a dirty blonde and always has a windswept look to it. His skin is pale and never seems to burn or tan. He stands at 6’0’’ and weighs about 180 pounds.

҉ Username: Starlight77

So begins...

Maxim Jorken Solovynov's Story

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A loud groan came deep from the throat of the nineteen year old Russian. He glared at the curtains, angry that they were permitting the sunlight to come through their fabrics. Maxim rose from the bed, similar to the way a zombie would from the grave. The blankets of the hotel bed seemed to weigh 300 pounds as he dragged them off of him.

His morning routine was a simple one. Everything was packed and ready to go. So all he had to do was get dressed and brush his teeth. He left his room to go into the kitchen area, where his father was sipping on some black coffee and reading the newspaper.

“Good morning Father.” Max’s voice was calm and emotionless. His father glanced at him and nodded, then returned to the paper. Max sighed and grabbed an apple from the fridge and drank some milk. The hotel room was a good sized one. Their home was in “Mother Russia”, as the silly Americans made fun of him by saying that. Max’s father stood and grabbed the car keys, indicating that it was time to leave. They both left the room in complete silence.

The car ride was a quiet one. There were no words exchanged between the two. When his father pulled up to the school, Max couldn’t help but gape. It was immense, not to mention gorgeous. Max stepped out of the car and grabbed his things, with mostly consist of his recording equipment, one luggage, and his electric and acoustic guitars. He brought his keyboard last. It was all on a little cart that he pulled to his room, Dorm Two C. His key fit into the lock and he swung it open. He could see the room was already occupied. Max dragged his things in.

“Good evening, my name is Maxim Solvoynov. But you can call me Max.” His accent was very present in his voice. His face was striaght, not that much emotion present on his face.

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“ Revenge Loves Company ”


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✍ ASHTON RUESS

Ashton had achieved setting the xbox up a few moments ago, and was now working on figuring out how to plug in her chargers and her laptop at the same time. Luckily, there were outlets on both sides of the room, which meant she didn't have to worry about leaving one open for her roommate on this side. In the end, she got out her extension cord which had more than two outlets- which was really what she should have just done in the first place. It wasn't like she had to be smart or anything, rumor had it that the headmaster didn't care for his students brains, he just wanted them to be pretty. Which was actually quite flattering if she thought about it- she made an attractive enough boy to get into a prestigious academy, and she was a girl! Fortunately, she was quite smart also. There wasn't once that she could recall getting less than a B in a class, and really that was her not even trying. If you asked her why she didn't act as smart as she obviously was, she would simply tell you she was too lazy. If she wanted to work for it, she could get all A's. Or she could half-ass it and get B's.

The door behind her opened and she looked back to meet a brown-haired, blue-eyed boy standing in the doorway. He was attractive, tall and slim, and apparently very formal. But she wasn't here for that, she was here because of a dare. Not to mention she was sort of dressed up as a guy. Would anyone think she was strange? With the white hair and all, and her height! Being only five foot could really make people curious, but she supposed that she really wouldn't catch the attention of anyone. If only she could dye her hair or something, it would probably attract less attention. Though, she would wait until the first week was over. If a lot of people seemed to be mentioning the hair, she would dye it. If it wasn't attracting attention, it could stay.

"Hey Maxim," she never liked nicknames. "I'm Ashton." A few moments of awkward silence passed, at least it was awkward for her, being on the ground and all. After what seemed like forever, she pushed herself up and stuck a hand out for the other boy to shake. "I guess, uh, I'm your roommate." This is awkward, this is really awkward.


“ Three Makes It a Crowd ”

-- Eep, sorry guys, I didn't mean to post this right away. >.< I won't ever do that again.

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"Hey Maxim. I'm Ashton.” A rather awkward silence ensued. Maxim shifted his weight to the other foot.

“I guess, uh, I'm your roommate”

“Vell, I guess that is so." He shook his new roommate’s hand. His hand was a lot smaller then Max’s…

Are you kidding me?! Loosen up! You’re driving a possible friend away.

Maxim chuckled lightly and rubbed the back of his neck. A warm smile appeared on his face. “Sorry for being so stiff. I get it from my Father. I hope ve can be friends.” Wow. That was terrible.

Maxim turned, walked back to his luggage and began to set up his things. The first thing he did was put his computer on the desk on his side of the room. He plugged in his microphone. It was similar to what you would see in a radio stations. Max knew he probably wasn’t going to be doing very much recording in his room. He was good with computers, so he knew how to edit out background sounds if he needed to. After his computer was set up, he opened up his guitar cases. One was a regular acoustic, one anyone could own, light colored body, dark, polished neck, and golden strings. He placed it on a stand. He took out his electric next. It was also a common one, red and white body with a darker neck. Max also had an amp with him. It was about two feet tall and two feet wide. Max plugged it into the wall and positioned it next to his bed. His keyboard was so much simpler. Just put it onto its stand and put it somewhere out of the way. Max loved his keyboard. He could reprogram to keys to make any sound he wanted, but Max loved playing it like someone would a piano. This was his replacement for a Baby-Grand. Max grabbed his electric and plugged it into the amp. He strummed to few chords to make sure that it was in tune.

“I hope you don’t mind if I do a little test run.” Max said blatantly, not really waiting for a response. He began to play one of his favorite songs.

A hundred days have made me older,
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face.
A thousand lies have made me colder,
And I don't think I can look at this the same.
But all the miles that separate,
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face.

I'm here without you, baby,
But you're still on my lonely mind.
I think about you, baby,
And I dream about you all the time.
I'm here without you, baby,
But you're still with me in my dreams,
And tonight it's only you and me…


Max stopped there. He didn’t want to be rude, just randomly singing. Sure, the song had many other intruments in it, but with just a guitar, it seemed to much more... emotional. His voice was soothing and smooth, never cracking and always hitting the right pitch. His guitar was playing perfectly too, and Max was happy. He truly did love that song, but a deep, sorrowful sigh escaped his lips before it could be stopped. The song reminded him too much of his mother. He could remember when he recorded it, and it was for his mother. She also loved this song. She taught him how to play it.


This one should be a bit longer than my last... >~<

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“ Revenge Loves Company ”


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✍ ASHTON RUESS

Call her creepy, but she watched as her new roommate unpacked. Well, not intently or anything, but she couldn't help glancing over every once in awhile and checking out what else he was pulling out of his bag. As soon as the instruments were out, she grew somewhat excited. If he played, then it meant he probably would be a bit more lenient to letting her play in the room too. Unfortunately, she had been unable to bring her own equipment. The only plus of her parents never being home was that it meant they were always at work, which in turn meant that they had quite a bit of money to spend on things they really didn't need. Like putting an xbox in every room, and having multiple TV's everywhere, and getting very expensive laptops. Though it was usually her and her twin that purchased these things, and then the older brother got to yell at them when they returned home. He could never stay mad for long though, especially when she and Asher just sulked around the house, threatening to paint their room black unless he said he forgave them. Oftentimes he would just say he wasn't angry, and to forget about it. Which obviously just made the twin's more upset, because they knew their big brother. When he was really upset about something, he pretended like he didn't have a care in the world for it.

When the music started, she gave up trying to look busy and just watched him play. But it wasn't just watching him, she was watching the way his fingers danced over the strings, and she tried to figure out what it was about his playing that was so much different, so much better than when she played that song. As soon as he finished, she felt her lips turn upwards in a small smile. "Three Doors Down, Here Without You." She mused aloud- thank you captain obvious. "Brad Arnold is so attractive," as soon as she said it, she realized her mistake. "I mean, for a guy and all." This was going just, fantastically. At this rate she would be returning home in less than a week. Not only was she completing a dare here, but she had bets at home that were demanding she stay here until at least winter break. Though she knew all her brothers were betting "secretly" about how long she was going to last. The shortest time was two days, the longest was a month. Apparently they just had no faith in her- though if they heard her just a minute ago, well they might have a reason to lack faith in her guy-skills.


“ Three Makes It a Crowd ”

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"Three Doors Down, Here Without You."
Maxim smiled. He was happy that someone knew the song.

"Brad Arnold is so attractive. I mean, for a guy and all."
Maxim stopped and blinked a few times. He opened his mouth then shut it.
Max, people have different opinions…

Max shrugged, then chuckled warmly. “I hope you don’t mind having a music addict as a roommate.” Max smirked a bit. He put his guitar onto a stand.

“I don’t just play guitar. I play electric bass, drums, piano and a few other instruments.” He stood up off of the bed and walked over to his keyboard. Plopping down, he switched it on and hit a few keys to make sure it was working.

“I’m into rock and pop.” He said placing his hands on the appropriate places. They hovered over the keys. “I hope you like OneRepublic.” He said, smiling a bit.

His hands danced across the keys, playing Secrets. He always hummed to this song, especially the intro.

“I need another story
Something to get off my chest
My life gets kinda boring
Need something that I can confess

'Til all my sleeves are stained red
From all the truth that I've said
Come by it honestly I swear
Thought you saw me wink, no
I've been on the brink, so

Tell me what you want to hear
Something that will light those ears
Sick of all the insincere
So I'm gonna give all my secrets away

This time don't need another perfect lie
Don't care if critics ever jump in line
I'm gonna give all my secrets away.”


Max knew that this song was played on cello/violin, but he had learned how to play on the piano, and finds it much easier.

He stopped and leaned back, cracking his fingers. “Do you play anything?” Max asked his roommate.

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                  The announcement bell sounds. . A sweet melodic, four note ring.



                  "Good morning staff and students of Beachamp Academy! It is the seventh day of September, and being so we have a special gift for you! School will be closed today, but you are more than welcome to roam around and find the locations of your classes for this year. If you have any questions, just head up to the office or ask a staff member near by. Bundle up on your day off because it is sunnyoutside and quite warm. Oh yes! Principal Beachamp wishes to see every in the auditorium in five minutes for a short assembly! Thank you!"