Ivory High: The School of Arts & Home of the Celtics.

[Guest]

Welcome!

Welcome to this role play. =^-^=
I'm Holly, I'll role play with anyone that has an idea and
a piece of mind. <3 Yours Truly, Holly Dieann.

Rules

School Rules::
1. No Gum/Food/Drinks.
2. No Skipping Class.
3. No Fighting or Inappropriate Behavior.
4. No Kissing in the halls! [[None in the hall, it is allowed everywhere else!]]
5. No Cussing in School!
6. Listen to your teachers.
7. You MUST have some sort of musical or artistic talent to enter
this school...

Role Play Rules::
1. Follow the School's Rules.
2. Keeping Cussing to a limit.
3. Sex is 'Fades to Black' or 'Fades to [[something wacky and random]]'
4. Absolutely NO Rape! That is disgusting!
5. Make Posts at least 3 sentences long. If you have Writer's Black, then
that's fine.
6. Not TOOOOO much Drama.
7. Must be 10 or older to join, just so I don't corrupt the minds of little
kids.(;
8. Be nice to everyone.
9. Try not to ignore people.
10. Have funnnn..

The Talents

[[You must have at least one of these talents]]

Singing
Playing an Instrument
Painting
Poetry
Rapping
Drawing
Hair Styling
Theater ((Drama))
Acting ((Same as Drama a.k.a. Theater))

Skelly

Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Gender:
Special Talent:
Crush:
Bf/Gf:
Spouse ((Engaged counts)):
Kids:
Looks:

My Characters!

Name: "Christine Leann Lisenby."
Nickname: "Chrissy or Christine."
Age: "I'm Seventeen..."
Gender: "I'm a chick..."
Special Talent: "I play piano and I paint."
Crush: "Our School is just a big Douchebag Buffet! So no!"
Bf/Gf: "If a guy gets lucky."
Spouse: "I'm Seventeen, I'm not quite ready for that."
Kids: "None..."
Looks: ((Please do not steal these photos!))




Name: "Madelyn May Rose."
Nickname: "Maddie, Madds, Mad-Mad."
Age: "I'm Sixteen."
Gender: "I'm a girl."
Special Talent: "I'm a Poet."
Crush: "No one."
Bf/Gf: "No one at the moment."
Spouse: "I'll pass."
Kids: "I'm a virgin so yeah..."
Looks: ((These are pictures of ME! So don't steal them please.))




Name: "Caleb Tyler Lovely."
Nickname: "Caleb. Cales."
Age: "I'm Seventeen."
Gender: "... I'm a guy."
Special Talent: "I play guitar. (;"
Crush: "I don't really have one."
Bf/Gf: "Not yet..."
Spouse: "No thanks."
Kids: "None..."
Looks:

[Guest]

I barge into school, late for class. My books fell out of my arms but I
quickly recovered them and walk to the office. I gave them my note that
explains why I was late and I skip off to art class, my hair bouncing along.

This School needed more people, there weren't many students. But maybe
that's because there is no fuckin' talent in this town! I look down at my shirt
which was plastered with a picture of Dahvie Vanity, My hero. I smile at my
shirt and continue walking down the hall.

I almost trip but I caught my fall. I quickly walk into the bathroom to check
my hair. Perfectly Poofy. (: I smile and walk to class. I was truthfully a happy
person and no one dared to call me emo, for they knew the consequences. (;
They'd payyyy...

I walk into art class, the teacher greeting me with a warm smile. I loved my art teacher,
she was like me. She was young and she had a view on the world that no one could ever
begin to understand. She loves everyone. She dressed the same way I do, except she
didn't have poofy hair, she had short brown hair that curved in under her chin.

I walked over to my easel and took a seat, setting my bags down under the easel. I look
over at my friend who was painting a horse. I look at my easel. What to do, What to do.
Every piece of artwork we made in this class, was featured in a building that the entire
state visited. Everything I made, had to look professional. I sigh and start painting the
sky. A light, alluring blue. I cover the pale blue sky I had just painted with puffy white
clouds.

The teacher walks behind me, examining my work. Uh Oh. She loved to critique my work.
I was like the teacher's pet. But not really. I wasn't sweet and a goody-two-shoes, I just
had so much in common with her that she considered me a good friend rather than one of
her students. She loved to joke with me. This time, All She had to say was compliments.
I grin and look at the sky. It didn't take much time and it didn't consist of doing anything
hard, It was just beautiful and simple.

[I-Rawr-You]

THOSE ARE ALL BVB SHIRTS...cept the one bullet for my valentine -____-

[Guest]

THOSE ARE ALL BVB SHIRTS...cept the one bullet for my valentine -____-

That's my friend Melody, and she's obsessed. So is my character, Christine. I told you I like BVB and their music, just not Andy's attitude towards 'haters', he should be more professional sometimes. But he's only Andy and sometimes he has to blow up. (:

[Kat]

Joining.

[Guest]

Mkay :D

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

Name: Akira May Griffen
Nickname: Kira, but most call me Akira
Age: 17
Gender: female
Special Talent: singing, dancing
Crush: none
Bf/Gf: single
Spouse ((Engaged counts)): nope
Kids: none
Looks:


Name: Ashton Michael Griffen
Nickname: Ash
Age: 18
Gender: male
Special Talent: guitar
Crush: none
Bf/Gf: single
Spouse ((Engaged counts)): nope
Kids: none
Looks:
he looks like jeydon wale

Name: Ronald Robert Gomez
Nickname: Ron, NEVER call me Ronald
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Special Talent: Bass, guitar
Crush: none
Bf/Gf: Single
Spouse ((Engaged counts)): nope
Kids: none
Looks:


Name: Nicole Rose Gomez
Nickname: Nicky, but most call me Nicole
Age: 17
Gender: female
Special Talent: singing, dancing
Crush: none
Bf/Gf: single
Spouse ((Engaged counts)): nope
Kids: none
Looks:

[Guest]

Accepted. (:

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

thanks!

will you join my rp? its the mental hospital one

[Guest]

No Problem(:

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

can you join my rp? its the mental hospital one.

[Guest]

Sureee...

[Kat]

Name: Noelle Dalton
Nickname: Noelle, Noella, Nut-Job
Age: 17
Gender: Girl. Are you stupid?
Special Talent: singing
Crush:
Bf/Gf:
Spouse ((Engaged counts)):
Kids:
Looks:

Making a dude.

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

she's pretty :3

oh and kitty please reply on our private rp

[Kat]

Oh yeah!!! Sorry!!! And I know right! she's on a show I watch. :D

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

That's cool :3

[Kat]

Teehee. Wanna RP???

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

Sure who and who :3

[Kat]

You should know by now. XDXDXD Sorry...

[Guest]

((Christine))

I smile at the teacher. When she did critique, she wasn't trying to hurt my feelings,
if anything she's trying to better me. I look at the painting before handing it to your.
Next Class. Music. Bleh!

I walk in there, knowing I had to practice Piano. I loved Piano, just hated practicing.
I sit down at the piano and play a few notes.

[Kat]

HI HOLLY! :D

[Guest]

HI KAT!!

[Kat]

XD

ZQ?

[Guest]

ZQ?

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

Kk

Ash was walking to his next class.

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