Activities
1/2/12 Starting Date:
The official roleplaying begins on the first of February.

10/3/12 Try-outs begin:
Try-outs for:
1. Cheerleading.
2. Netball Team.
3. Lacrosse Team.

Due to my absence, try-outs will begin on the 10th of March. Sorry, thank you.

Characters
1. Isabella Andrews (Head Girl) - LittleMissTeaBreath - Dorm 7.
Isabella is a cheerful, intelligent and creative girl. Isabella is the Head Girl at LMEA, she is also one of the few girls on a scholarship at LMEA. Isabella is a kind, caring, pretty girl. Isabella's family lives in Ireland so she never gets to visit them.

2. Cassie Abrams - Dutza98 - Dorm 1.
Cassie is a smart, creative girl. She can be very shy sometimes, so she isn't the most popular girl. But she is can be a very good friend if you know her. Her biggest dream is to become a designer, and she hopes that LMEA will make her dream to become true.

3. Erin Lilly - Ello_Ella - Dorm 7.
Erin was always an extremely sporty girl. ALways busy playing sport and working out trying to improve her fitness. She spends most of her day playing sport with not much time for anything else. Her parents wish she was girlier, but Erin is focused solely on Sports. With barely enough time for friends she only makes friends with her team mates. Will all this change as she attends the LMEA?

4. Nancy Artichoke Poof - OohLalaBimbo - Dorm 5.
She hates, hates, hates her name. And she's not fond of her surname, either. And what were her parents thinking when they named their child after a plant? So her name's Art, thank you very much. She's terribly shy and quiet, with a stammer and a bad posture. There's nothing special about her, nothing that stands out. But her talent lies in music, where she spins notes like an expert weaver, and plays five different instruments--the very talent that enabled her a spot at LMEA.


Dorms
Single Dorms.
Taken Dorm 1: Single Dorm with one bedroom, one small bathroom, a small kitchen and a small loungeroom. Clean with excellent furniture.

Taken Dorm 5: Single Dorm with one bedroom, one small bathroom, a small kitchen and a small loungeroom. Clean with reasonable furniture.

Dorm 8: Single Dorm with two bedrooms, one medium bathroom, a medium kitchen and a medium loungeroom. Clean with excellent furniture and a spare room.


Two Person Dorms.
Dorm 2: Two Person Dorm with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a medium kitchen and a medium loungeroom. Clean with furniture in good condition.

Dorm 9: Two Person Dorm with one bedroom, one bathroom, a medium kitchen and a medium loungeroom. Clean with excellent furniture with shared bedroom.

Taken Dorm 7: Two Person Dorm with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a medium kitchen and a medium loungeroom. Clean with excellent furniture and a spare room.

Three Person Dorms.
Dorm 3: Three Person Dorm with three bedrooms, three bathrooms, a large kitchen and a large loungeroom. Clean with furniture in excellent condition.

Dorm 6: Three Person Dorm with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a large kitchen and a large loungeroom. Clean with furniture in excellent condition.

Dorm 4: Three Person Dorm with four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a large kitchen and a large loungeroom. Clean with furniture in excellent condition and a spare room.

Last edited by LittleMissTeaBreath (03-03-2012 10:20)

Username: Dutza98
Character Name: Cassie Abrams
Character Age: 17
Character Paragraph: Cassie is a smart, creative girl. She can be very shy sometimes, so she isn't the most popular girl. But she is can be a very good friend if you know her. Her biggest dream is to become a designer, and she hopes that LMEA will make her dream to become true.
Character Picture:

Dorm Preference: 1

Last edited by Dutza98 (01-23-2012 17:19)

Are you going to finish these RPs?
Monster High - The Roleplay - By Aimie-lee and LittleMissTeaBreath
Blue Water High: First Semester.

I apologize for my absence, school has started recently, I've just transferred schools and I had a heap of homework to do.

__________________

I entered the gates of London's Most Elite Academy. This year was going to be different, I was Head Girl and students were going to look up to me. I knew I was going to be expected to behave perfectly now.

I stepped into the front lobby of the academy and approached the woman behind the desk.

'Excuse me, I'm Isabella Andrews.' I said.
'Alright Isabella, here is your timetable and dorm key.' She answered handing me a piece of paper and a small key. I looked at the key 'DORM 7' I read.
'Thank you, have a nice day.'
'Thank you and congratulations on Head Girl!' she called out as I walked away.
'Thank you!' I replied going into the hallway of dormitories.

I searched for Dorm 7 and I entered the huge dorm. It was perfect, luxurious, so... Deluxe! I noticed a handbag on the table and realised I'd have a dorm mate this year. I walked through the massive dorm to find an empty bedroom with a beautiful bathroom. I could tell I was going to love it this year already. I put my handbag on the bed and began to unpack.

As I was almost finished unpacking my phone rang.
'Hello?' I answered.
'Hey precious girl!' A voice answered, I'd know that voice anywhere!
'Mummy!' I squealed.
'What's your dorm like?'
'It's amazing! It's so big and luxurious. I have my own bathroom and we even have a spare bedroom! We have our own kitchen and loungeroom. It's so beautiful. I love it!' I replied excitedly.
'That's great sweetie! Do you have a dorm mate?' she said.
'It appears so, I should probably go find them now actually.' I said.
'Okay hunny. I'm so proud of you. The family sends our love.' she replied.
'Thank you Mummy, I love you.' I answered.
'I love you too sweetie.' She said hanging up.

I began to search for my dorm mate in this wonderful dorm!

Last edited by LittleMissTeaBreath (03-03-2012 10:52)

Username: OohlalaBimbo
Character Name: Nancy Artichoke Poof
Character Age: 18
Character Paragraph: She hates, hates, hates her name. And she's not fond of her surname, either. And what were her parents thinking when they named their child after a plant? So her name's Art, thank you very much. She's terribly shy and quiet, with a stammer and a bad posture. There's nothing special about her, nothing that stands out. But her talent lies in music, where she spins notes like an expert weaver, and plays five different instruments--the very talent that enabled her a spot at LMEA.
Character Picture: N/A
Dorm Preference: Dorm 5 - Single Dorm with one bedroom, one small bathroom, a small kitchen and a small loungeroom. Clean with reasonable furniture.

Last edited by OohlalaBimbo (03-13-2012 10:39)

Save me, a spot please! Really busy..

Am I too late too join or could I be a newbie:)?

I inched into the cafeteria, shrinking a little at the loud clamor. There were girls everywhere, chatting and laughing, and generally ignoring me.

That was fine with me. I really didn't care. I liked being alone.

All the same, I wish I had my laptop to keep me company. I had left my latest music score unfinished...I wondered miserably if I could go back to my dorm without anybody noticing.

But that would be cowardly. And besides, I was hungry. I tentatively took a tray from a small stack and lined up quietly behind the other girls, slouching a little.

"What terrible posture," I heard someone say.

I glanced quickly over at a statuesque girl with blonde hair who was openly staring, and then quickly looked away, automatically straightening, and then wincing as she snickered into her palm.

Ouch.

"Whaddya want?" barked the cafeteria lady.

I jumped. "Oh," I squeaked. "Just s-some food, p-please."

Dammit.

"What?" bellowed the cafeteria lady.

I cleared my throat and forced myself to speak up. "I w-would like s-some rice, please, with some v-veggies and a bit of t-that b-beef."

She grunted and slapped on the food, and then handed me the plate.

"And a c-cold iced t-tea, please," I gulped.

"Bothersome," she muttered, handing me a bottle.

I meekly placed it on my tray and headed off to a table. Thank goodness the food was prepaid. I'd hate to face a cashier lady as well.

The rice was good, the iced tea better. But I was seated alone, and I felt more than a little lonely by myself.

Okay, so maybe dinner wasn't going so well.

Sighing, I went to clear my tray, and then headed up to my dorm thirty minutes earlier than required.

And it was only the first day, too.

Oh, that's fine Ella. (:

____________

After we grabbed a coffee from the cafe we headed to the local grocery store, Erin and I spent our 150 dollars on our basic groceries. When we were finished we had $30 dollars left.
'Okay.' I said. 'We have $15 each to get some nice things for ourselves. What are you going to get?'
Erin and I searched the confectionery aisle, she launched down the aisle and grabbed a large can of rice pudding and some Nutella.
I raised my eyebrow at her. What a strange 'treat', I thought.
'What?' She asked me. 'Guilty pleasures.' She giggled. I smiled and gave a little laugh.
'So are you originally from London, or somewhere else? I'm from Brighton.' she grinned.
I thought of my family in Ireland. I wasn't actually Irish, I was British. But I'd lived in Ireland for most of my life.
'So what are you going to spend your $15 on?' she asked, questioning my lost, confused face.
'Well. My parents were both born and raised in England; my father in the city of London and my mother in a small country town close to London. But after my mother and father married, they moved to Ireland and I was raised there. When I turned 15 I was offered a scholarship here and I couldn't refuse an offer like that.' I explained.
'Most girls who go here either come from immensely rich families, or very rarely, are on scholarships.' I added.

'Oh, how was Ireland?' She questioned.
'Amazing.' I said, that ended the conversation and after I grabbed a block of chocolate and some facial wash, we went back to the campus.

It was try-outs for cheerleading, netball and the lacrosse team today and tomorrow. I'm captain of the lacrosse team, and I knew I had to go make the decisions of who would be in the team. The games didn't actually begin to May but LMEA liked to make the decisions earlier in the year. But people could usually join later anyway.

Day 2 at LMEA began with a splash.

Literally.

I was wandering about on the grounds with my croissant in hand (my breakfast, really), hoping for a spark of inspiration for my music, when I noticed an odd-looking cloud in the sky. It was stretched out, spotting the light blue sky wonderfully, absolutely gorgeous, and...

"EEEEEEEEKK!"

I lost my footing and tumbled headfirst into the majestic fountain that stood in the middle of the grounds.

"Phoot! Ack! Ugh!" I splashed around, trying to gain my footing, and then stood, dripping, feeling water droplets roll down my cheeks. "Oh, no." My bag had fallen in, too. I heaved it out of the fountain and dropped it on the ground, and then I fished out my soggy croissant and stared at it. Depressing.

"Here, girl," said a kind voice--male, I realized, and looked up in confusion. The sun blinded me, as well as the water leaking from the roots of my hair, but I caught a glimpse of a blurred face with glasses. I glanced down and saw that he had extended a hand towards me.

"Th-thank you," I stammered, and immediately kicked myself inwardly, but there was nothing to be done about that, so I just took his hand and hopped out.

"No problem," said he--whoever he was. He nodded at the ground around us. "Imagine my surprise when I came out here to finish my breakfast and saw you topple headfirst into the fountain."

"Yeah," I said, shuffling my soaked feet. "Mm. Surprising."

"Here," he said, handing me my bag. "I believe this is yours."

"Y-yes. Thanks ag-again."

"You're a student?"

"Y-yes."

He cocked his head. "Teaching assistant. Taking a gap year. Working for the term." He extended his hand again, obviously for a handshake.

I took it and shook it timidly.

"You shy?" he grinned.

"N-no," I stammered out. Oh, God.

"I'll see you later, then," he said.

I stood there, dripping croissant and all, when he turned back around and handed me his clean plate of food. "And here you go, girl. You can have my breakfast."

I stared at him, open-mouthed, but he merely winked and left.

"Oh, dear," I sighed, clutching the plate of food in one hand and my croissant in the other. I looked like a mess.

And then the bell rang.

Perfect.