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 ●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts  Posted on 2025-01-15 15:53:59 |
Golden Rose InstituteGradesFreshman - Age: 14 - 15 Sophomore - Age: 15 - 16 Junior - Age: 16 -17 Senior - Age: 17 -18 LoreFounded in 1802 by Dr. Edwin Ashford, Golden Rose Institute began as a refuge for society’s outcasts. Over time, it became a place where students could explore their talents and identities free from judgment. Today, the school welcomes students of all backgrounds, continuing its legacy. While it seems to be a kind and inviting place on the outside, it may have more thorns than are seen. PlotA new school year is starting. This year, a lot of kids have moved from all over the world, and the teachers are overwhelmed. As the new year begins, tensions rise as the influx of students from around the world brings both excitement and unease. Amid the chaos, strange events and hidden secrets surrounding the institute begin to surface, pushing some students to uncover the truth about its dark past. Rules1. Show respect. 2. Do not spam (Here or OOC). 3. Each reply must be at least three words. 4. Don't become overpowering. 5. Hate the OC, not the person. 6. Don't make the rp all about you/your OC. 7. Nothing NSFW. 8. Do not steal OCs or RP roles. 9. You may have up to TWO characters total. (I will have NPCs that anyone can interact with as long as (1) you follow their personalities, (2) they are only in one place at a time, and (3) you must have already met the character at least once). 10. You must be (at least) semi-literate. 11. If you have read all of the rules, please DM me "Golden Rose" to be admitted into the roleplay and receive your schedule. (If you already have a character but want a second, DM me for a second schedule.) 12. You may be kicked out for not following the rules. RP Thread Character Sheets Thread OOC Thread Worldbuilding Thread Class Schedules Thread The Roleplay Directory Character SheetsView and Post Character Sheets 0 players like this post! Like? Edited on 21/01/25 @ 16:43:27 by ●o☆❁Sara❁☆o● (#256148) |
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D̶̅̓̅͌͘͘̚͝ I̴̊̅̂̄̓͛͐̇ ̯̱̠̠̣̯O̷̓ (#246976) Nightmare View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 16:39:37 |
Roy made his way to his calculus class, taking a front seat so he wouldn't be bothered. "High hopes for this class." Roy thought, he always liked math and science. They both just made sense to him, especially since his career choice would include both. Roy leaned back in his chair, forgetting about his previous worries about breaking the chair or even tipping back. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 16:54:56 |
"You're going to fall over," Ivy laughed slightly at Roy. She had yet another class next to him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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D̶̅̓̅͌͘͘̚͝ I̴̊̅̂̄̓͛͐̇ ̯̱̠̠̣̯O̷̓ (#246976) Nightmare View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 16:55:35 |
"If I do i'm glad its in this class." Roy chuckled to himself, shaking his head side to side. "Always liked math, just makes sense." He mumbles, letting out a long and heavy sigh. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 17:15:06 |
"Makes sense? There are letters in math!!! Why are there letters?" She said loudly. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SydTheKidd|G2 Khnum Pie (#94320) View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:00:41 |
Jackson sat near the middle of the classroom, his pencil idly tapping against his notebook as Mr. Banks launched into the first calculus lesson of the year. From a few seats behind him, a whispered debate caught his attention. Jackson shook his head subtly, hiding a smirk as he hunched over his notebook. He preferred to stay out of debates like this, opting instead to quietly take notes and let his classmates bicker. His neat handwriting filled the page in front of him, capturing every detail of Mr. Banks’ explanation. But even as his pencil moved methodically, his mind wandered. He stared at the equation on the board, and it blurred into abstract patterns, like the interwoven threads of a tapestry. Daydreams began to form—the numbers and letters on the board became faint, like a distant hum, as he imagined himself anywhere but here. As the debate between Ivy and Roy simmered down, Jackson retreated further into himself. He wasn’t like Roy, who seemed to thrive in the certainty of mathematics, or Ivy, who wasn’t afraid to voice her frustrations. Jackson preferred the quiet, the solitude of his thoughts. But even so, he couldn’t deny that somewhere in the abstract puzzle of calculus, there was something strangely beautiful. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:11:00 |
Ivy looked around the room. her eyes landing on a guy in the back of the room. She stood up and walked back to him, knowing that Mr. Banks would not care. "Hey. Jackson, right?" She said going up to the guy. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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D̶̅̓̅͌͘͘̚͝ I̴̊̅̂̄̓͛͐̇ ̯̱̠̠̣̯O̷̓ (#246976) Nightmare View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:19:47 |
Roy shot an un-amused flare at Jackson, eventually causing him to roll his eyes back to the front of the classroom. His attention grew more on the teacher, quickly analyzing their choice of body movement and words to other students. So far, he knew that he'd like this teacher. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SydTheKidd|G2 Khnum Pie (#94320) View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:20:55 |
Jackson’s pencil paused mid-scribble as he stared blankly at the half-finished equation on the board. His mind had drifted again, this time to the vivid green of the park’s trees and the way the sunlight seemed to dance through the leaves. He could almost hear the faint rustle of the breeze when— He didn’t notice Ivy walking over until her voice cut through his daydream. Startled, he blinked and turned toward her, struggling to snap back to reality. “Uh, yeah,” he said, his tone clipped, as if unsure why she was even asking. The room around them was filled with the low murmur of other students and the steady cadence of Mr. Banks’ explanation, but Jackson was acutely aware of Ivy’s presence. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:22:04 |
"You know that nothing Banks says today will be on the test, right?" She laughed. "I'm Ivy. I haven't seen you here before." 0 players like this post! Like? |
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D̶̅̓̅͌͘͘̚͝ I̴̊̅̂̄̓͛͐̇ ̯̱̠̠̣̯O̷̓ (#246976) Nightmare View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:23:40 |
Occasionally, Roy shot side glances at the two, almost multi-tasking between the teacher and the two's conversation. He hated it when people talked about him deep down, most of the time whenever his parents talked about him, it was most likely horrible. He's just accepted that whenever he is spoken about its negative. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:25:30 |
Ivy looked over at Roy, meeting his eyes and gave a small, awkward smile trying to be nice to him. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SydTheKidd|G2 Khnum Pie (#94320) View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:30:36 |
Jackson looked up from his notebook as Ivy leaned casually against his desk, before he could respond, she gestured toward the board where Mr. Banks was enthusiastically explaining the chain rule, He shrugged. “Oh, yeah I’m new around here, just transferred,” he replied flatly, his tone giving nothing away. Without breaking stride, he returned his focus to his notebook, his pencil moving steadily. Jackson glanced out of the corner of his eye to find Roy watching them from a few desks over. He didn’t acknowledge him beyond the glance, unwilling to invite him into the conversation. Instead, he turned his gaze back to Ivy as Jackson shifted his grip on his pencil, his eyes briefly flicking toward the clock, already wondering how much longer until the bell. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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●o☆❁Sara❁☆ o● (#256148) Bone Collector View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:34:16 |
"Interesting. Well, I'm Ivy and that up there in the front is Roy." She nodded towards Roy. "Just avoid Dr. Blackwood's office and you'll survive just fine around here. She is a stickler for lateness though so just be careful about that." Ivy smiled, hoping Jackson hadn't picked up that she was the one standing with Dr. Blackwood this morning or the fact that Ivy somehow already knew his name despite there being no role call taken yet. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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🕷 clementine (#218151)
Special Snowflake View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 20:34:25 |
(although she's not really able to interact with anyone, I'll still post a little response to get things moving !) Francesca Willems Francesca had seated herself at the desk that was the farthest away from everyone, her fingers fiddling around with a black gel pen. She began to tune out the voice of Mr. Banks' droning on and on about math, and instead focusing her attention upon the pen. Luckily, she must've easily been able to blend in with the shadows of the classroom, as the teacher barely seemed to notice her not paying attention to his lecture whatsoever. The student began to immerse herself into her whirlwind of a mind, just trying to pass by the time. She truly hated math and everything about it. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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SydTheKidd|G2 Khnum Pie (#94320) View Forum Posts Posted on 2025-01-17 21:15:54 |
Jackson glanced up at Ivy, who was still perched near his desk, her arms crossed as she observed him. He nodded slightly, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I’ll do my best,” he said evenly, though his voice carried a resigned undertone. He knew himself too well—punctuality had never been his strong suit. Between oversleeping, losing track of time, and occasionally just not caring enough to rush, being on time felt like a constant uphill battle. He dropped his gaze back to his notebook, tracing the lines of a half-finished equation with his pencil. “But… yeah, I’m sure it’ll be a problem,” he added after a beat, almost as if he were admitting defeat before the fight even started. He didn’t really mind warnings, though he wasn’t sure how much weight he’d give this one. Dr. Blackwood might be intimidating, but Jackson figured he’d deal with her like he dealt with everything else—when the time came. 0 players like this post! Like? |
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