Welcome to the school where looks deceive you. Drama never dies here. Lies are spread rapidly like a deadly disease. Friends turning into emenies, backs being stabbed. Revenge being tooken place. Couples cheating on each other. Feelings as you see; doesn't matter here. Skeletons are hidden in every closet. Secrets being told everyday, every minute. Think you can handle the hallways of hell; face the deceit you never knew existed? Hold on to your dignity && pride because this isn't what you'll expect.
Secrets will be revealed.
THE STAFF
[x] yari
[x] kat
[x] elise
[x] emily [x] em
[x] amanda
There used to be four Clans. That is, until the two harbingers came.
The one, the Balustrades, believes the feline world should be led by toms and seeks to overwhelm the last two Clans struggling to resist. With them are their rivals, the Clairvoyance, who seek to lead the world of cats under the rule of a woman. They're competing against the Balustrade squad for control over GhostClan and LeafClan, not satisfied with already destroying the other two Clans.
GhostClan and LeafClan are trying their best to resist being overwhelmed but it's obvious the mountain cats are stronger. Will they survive long enough to make peace with the usurpers who believe it's their divine right to rule over all?
Torn is a literate domestic cat roleplay, newly started, with elements of both Warrior Cats and Equine/Wolf-style RPs. While the two surviving Clans are run on a leader-deputy system, the Balustrade and Claivoyance chiefs and betas can be challenged for dominance.
Will you join us? Or will you be torn due to the conflict?
Three young women are at a cocktail party. The conversation turns to their position in life and it's clear that they are trying to one-up each other.
The first one says, "My husband is taking me to the French Riviera for two weeks on vacation," and then looks at the others with a superior demeanor.
The second one says, "Well, my husband just bought me a new Mercedes," and looks about with considerable pride.
Number three says, "Well, to be perfectly honest with you, we don't have much money and we don't have any material possessions. However, one thing I can tell you about my husband is that thirteen canaries can stand shoulder to shoulder on his erect penis."
After this, the first one looks shamefaced and says, "Girls, I've got a confession to make. I was just trying to impress you. You know that vacation I was telling you about? Well, it's not to the French Riviera, it's to my parents house for two weeks."
The second one says, "Your honesty has shamed me. It's not a Mercedes, he bought me a Plymouth."
"Well," the third one says, "I also have a confession to make, canary number thirteen has to stand on one leg!"
My cooking has always been the target of family jokes. One evening, as I prepared dinner a bit too quickly, the kitchen filled with smoke and the smoke detector went off. Although both of my children had received fire-safety training at school, they did not respond to the alarm. Annoyed, I stormed through the house in search of them.
¡¡¡¡I found them in the bathroom, washing their hands. Over the loud buzzing of the smoke alarm, I asked them to identify the sound.
¡¡¡¡"It's the smoke detector," they replied in unison.
¡¡¡¡"Do you know what that sound means?" I demanded.
T W I L I G H T . B E G I N S « Result #4 on Sept 13, 2008, 12:23am »
Isabella Swan is planning to starting a new life. Away from the life that she once knew, from the hustle and bustle of the big city of Phoenix, Arizona. Away from her childlike mother, Renee. The clumsy, awkward seventeen year old plans to stay with her estranged father, Charlie, at Forks, Washington for the remainder of her high school life. Why would anyone want to give up all that sunshine for… all that rain?
Unlike her old life, Bella quickly makes friends. Avoiding romance altogether, Bella tried to focus on her new friends and her new life. But a boy in her biology class has suddenly striked her curiosity. Edward Cullen.
Edward has kept his his family’s secret from everyone. But will his attraction to a certain clumsy brunette threaten that?
Life has never been so confusing to the people of Forks. Humans mixed with Vampires and Werewolves? Who would have thought?
Join in the whirlwind of life. Create your own confusion. Will it be a human, a vampire or a werewolf? You decide.
Shot of Novocain « Result #6 on Jul 19, 2008, 3:37pm »
A shot of love? A shot of pain? A shot of Faith? No. A Shot of Novocain.
A world full of creatures of the night. but a world run by a powerful Mage, and she goes by the name Lucy Morningstar, most believe that she's the devil herself. And you could say that. she runs the world. Vampires, Loup-Garouxe's, Mage's, Faeries, Thieves, and even Swordsmen. all fighting over territority, places to live and to survive.
The year is 2643, and everything has gone to hell, the whole world covered in darkness, destruction, and dispare. how people live like this? no one knows. but they pull through, fighting and struggeling for life and to keep what is thier's. but it's hard to do so when all you do is fight and think everyone is against you. and you can only trust those who are just like you. You wish there was peace but there will never be peace, never and Lucy makes sure of that going around making groups fight telling them lies about the others, like the vampires and Loup-garouxes. getting them to hate one another.
if you were apart of this world, who would you be? what would you do? can you survive a world full of darkness? a world full of hate? despair? Destruction?
try your luck and the real hell that now is our world.
and if your to weak at heart maybe you need a shot of novocain to survive.
Dear Student, We are pleased to inform you that your application to Rose James High has been accepted. Term starts on September 5th and your day begins at 8:30am. We are delighted to have you join the wonderful
evil, nasty, back stabbing students we already have at our school. As you have seen from our leaflet our school grounds are large and rather spectacular. a deep, filthy pond, a forest and lots of grass We have a small pond filled with exotic dead fish, a large grass playing field which is tended to regularly every 6 months and a small forest, that students are forbidden to enter at all times where they spend most of their time We have extensive sports facilities 2 baseballs, a basket ball and one bat and our teachers are fully trained in kissing and sex in all areas of study. We think you will be very happy here. We look forward to you joining us in September. Yours sincererly Mistress James
' eventide's whisper « Result #8 on Apr 27, 2008, 5:19pm »
Î Ó eventide's whisper , Ò Ï
Do you hear it? Listen closely. There, hidden beneath the whisper of the cool winds is the breath of change. Her song has fallen upon our fair town and we cannot go back.
Our night sky is alive once more with dancing lights. You know them as aurora borealis, but I know different. I know the truth behind their return -- a story unknown to even those that have lived here for centuries.
Allow me to start this tale on the night our town lost its anonymity. It all happened once upon a silent night...
" My mother .. My mother - never told me love was just a bloodsport " " Wh - What are you talking about ? Oh no , no.. Please don't.. Don't ! " " Love is just a bloodsport ... "
Welcome , welcome to Bloodsport . Bloodsport a name of a city ? Yes , you see - The city earned its name by the massacre that accord here years ago . A horrible , horrible man - named Johnson Timbs killed numerous people just because a women had broken his heart . He has fell deeply inlove with her , he simply went insane when she did not say she loved him back because there was " another " man . Johnson than said a simple line and slashed the girl across her throat and left her body in his little cottage in the woods with mutiple stab wounds . The rest is history as we all know - The news went on for days as they told every to " Beware The Slasher " for he was still loose . It wasn't until a few weeks later they found him and the girl whom he loved and killed in his little cottage . Years went by and here we are now . Haven't you heard ?! Johnson Timbs had escaped prison not that long ago , He's on the loose now . Danger lurks everywhere . Bloodsport's crime rate is skyhigh . You'll never know when its your time . Though that isn't the only bad thing happening in Bloodsport ; Gossip , Deceit , Treachery , Envy , Lust , Greed . In this city , everyday is the spotlight for you. Make a mistake that you think isn't visible to the naked eye? Oh honey, honey, honey. Everything is visible. Your pride might be innocence or maybe kindness. Oh honey, honey. Don't worry, you won't stay like that for long. Life isn't so sweet afterall .
Welcome to the most high class academy in all of New York City. We have students from all over the world come here to learn, and our staff is made up of some of the top teachers in the world. They say school is boring, but that is only because they have never come th Winter Creek Academy. Happiness && Sadness && Drama && Friendships We have everything you can possibly learn about life here. So come and check it out!
Two boards on one… One a Stranded Issue, the other Your Typical Soap Opera…
Blood Thirsty && Drama Craving
In a rather unknown city just out side of Los Angeles California, in a place known as Crystal Grove, a place were drama brews in every house hold. Everyone knows everyone and are contently trying to dig up the dirt on someone else. Each person is some how connected to everyone else and nothing goes unnoticed. These people thrive on messing with other peoples lives, they feed off drama, they can’t seem to get enough of it. This town has everything, from a two timing, two-faced bitch, to a hopeless and helplessly in love pageant teenager. An over worked attorney, a suicidal big sister and an abusive bi polar. What more could you ask for. Be sure you have your big boy pants on when you set foot in this city, and be ready to watch the drama unfold.
Stranded on Serenity Island!!
The Starcross Cruise ship was one of the most talked about and well known cruises in North America. Almost everyone knew the ship and everyone who was anyone wanted to be on it. Have the chance to sail the open ocean on the glorious Ship. On the Starcross latest run however, it came into a spell of trouble. There was something wrong in the engine room and the Capitan ended up loosing control of the entire ship. The massive Cruiser crashed upon the shores of an unmarked island in the middle of the Caribbean. Most of the passengers where left unharmed after the crash, mostly only shaken up at the fact that they were now stuck on the island for god only knows how long. Nothing works, no cell phones, lap tops nothing at all. Everyone is stuck where they are, wondering when the rescue unit will figure out they are missing. Most of the passengers only knowing one or two of their fellow passengers. But they quickly learn they must put their trust in those around them to survive. Of course, not everyone is all their cracked up to be. A lot of them have a secret, or a rather horrible past. Which will you trust or will you choose to go the remainder of the days alone and hope for the rescues team. The choice is yours. Will you survive?
`calendar marks « Result #12 on Feb 19, 2008, 6:55pm »
i've fallen victim to my greatest fear the calendar marks that i lost a whole year
Los Angeles. The dream city. Well, not exactly. Not for these kids. These kids are used to everything. These kids have 'the life'. They pretty much get to do whatever they want - at least, most of them. Half of them are spoiled rich. Half of them go to prestigious single-sex private schools. The other half go to public schools that are just as prestigious. It takes a lot to fit in here - but don't worry. You'll find someone here.
It also takes a lot to be noticed in a town like this. Everyone wants to be somebody, and believe me, it's hard. Talent is brimming from every corner of this town. Half of the kids consider themselves invisible. Like Laurel Thatcher Ulrich said - well behaved women rarely make history. Same thing goes for men, really. The kids here enjoy making names for themselves, even if it's in a bad way. There's no such thing as bad publicity, right?
three-sixty-five, barely alive grace took her good natured time to arrive
So where will you stand in this town? Will you be the shy freshman girl who is too afraid to say anything? The stuck-up junior boy who thinks he's better than everyone else? The outgoing senior girl who makes a name for herself by partying hard? Or - dare I say it - a responsible adult? Whoever you are, you probably want to be somebody. Good luck. Like I said, it's hard to get noticed in this town. The only way to do that is to outdo whoever is getting all of the attention. Some people don't care - they do whatever it takes. Some people do care, and they end up working in some cubicle where nobody knows their name.
Everyone here has problems. Whether they're silly problems like small break-ups or huge problems like addictions, people have problems. And sadly, in this town, nobody wants to help them solve it. People here are so self-absorbed. They don't really care about other people. Technically, by helping others, they're helping the enemy. Everything here is about competition. It's a hard life, but someone's got to live it. Just remember that you don't have much time to make a name for yourself. Time flies when you're having fun.
oh my god, this year has dealt me a horrible hand i'll try and explain, but you won't understand well wait, what's today's date? there's plenty of time left to procrastinate, or plan my escape
Newport Academy of Performing Arts « Result #14 on Feb 12, 2008, 1:50pm »
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Dear New Student,
Firstly let us introduce ourselves, we are Talia Sanchez and Hayley Grant, we represent the Student Council and it is our duty to invite you to read the following letter that was written by Talia and not checked over by the Principle. Oops... anywho...
Welcome to Newport Academy of Performing Arts, you are recieving this letter because we have discovered that you possess the predisposition of an Artist, whether your thing is singing, acting, dancing, stand up comedy or just simply art then you belong here at Newport.
We have been running since 1886, although admittedly we did have a brief closed spell around the time of 1936, which was through no fault of our own. I'm sure you may have read about that in the school's brochure, but I can assure you that no harm will come to you while you are boarding here at Newport.
But you best be on your toes, because we have a rather large bunch of rowdy children prying around and pulling each other's hair out. You see, one lucky student from each year and clique gets the chance to star in a broadway production at the end of each year. It is a chance in a lifetime and of course, everyone is fighting for the top spot.
There will be many trials and tribulations, not to mention the many obstacles and booby traps (Talia: I SWEAR IT WASN'T ME!) cat fights. Will you be able to keep up with your school work whilst fighting off anyone that stands in your way of making it to the top spot? Or will you chicken out and let them beat you?
Also, while you are at Newport you may experience the life of a teenager, romances, failed romances, false romances, forced romances and of course, sex, drugs and rock and roll.
Can you hack it?
Find out by coming to Newport Academy of Performing Arts. The Principle awaits your call/letter.
Many a person, when they think of Florida, think of either idyllic beaches at Tampa Bay or DisneyWorld at Orlando. True, both are main attractions for families and are the reasons Florida, USA is famous, but what about all the honeymooners that go to Florida? All the actionpacked adventures? Do you think they go to Tampa Bay and Orlando? If you answered YES to that question, then you're not smarter than a ten-year-old, sorry. Kidding, but you did get the answer wrong. No, they don't go to Orlando and Tampa Bay. These people, these honeymooners and adventurers, go to Key West.
Key West is a small island just off the south west coast of Florida. It's just like Tampa in a way, with idyllic beaches and miles of clear, cool waters and white soft sand, a picturesque place. It has a lot of things, but, unfortunatly, it has no Disneyland and fun rollercoasters. It does have plenty for the wanderous adventurer in you, but it's more a relaxed atmosphere around the island than anything. Life on the island, its residents might say if you asked them, can go so slow compared to fast-paced cities on the mainland, like Orlando in Florida, or New York. A typical day in the life of a kid here would be waking up, grabbing the monorail to school (they don't have buses for pollution reasons), then coming home from school, doing homework then hanging out with friends at the beach, or in Key West's city center. Fun, isn't it? This place has got everything; a high average income wage, low house prices, excellent weather, low crime, drug, drink and teenage pregnancy rates. It's almost too good to be true, except it's so not. It's all true and pretty apparent when you come here and see these Key West Kids. It's a pretty small island, so there is only so much you can do, but these kids manage to make it go mega far.
Key West High School is where all the drama happens. It's one of the few and most popular schools in the island. With good high acheivers, lots of extracurricluars and lots of it's alumni going off to high universities such as Yale and Harvard in America, and Oxford and Cambridge in England, it's a place everyone wants to be. But it's only going to be like that if you make it so. Just one person could turn the entire school, and it's reputation, on it's head.
Muggle newspapers sold out within seconds. Millions pile up to buy them but they're all gone. Why? What's the rush? The murders, that's what. The hundreds of murders being committed throughout the Muggle Empire, and the culprit is someone....something they never thought or imagined to be possible, never again.
The darkness is prowling throughout the wizarding world. It started in the small villages, barely known to any other living life apart from those living there. Then it moved on to the bigger towns. The countryside’s, the huge cities populated by only wizards and witches alike. Once the darkness claimed you, there's no going back; there's no escape. The larger wizarding cities are now at higher risk of being enslaved. Tragic stories spread through the media. Lives are in danger, and not just the magical community.
Wizzing through miles and miles of trees and unharmed landscapes sits Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Its high castle walls, protected by spells beyond anyone's daydreams, inhabited by young budding wizards and witches seem like an average child's dream. Oh no. You see, this is where the famous Harry Potter attended. This is where the great final battle took place those many years ago. This is where Voldemort finally dropped to the stone floor, his lifeless body the last remaining part of his soul destroyed. This is where the children of that fateful era attend.
Harry James potter thought this was all over, he sent his children there knowing it was the safest place in the world. But it’s not over, Voldemort’s gone but what has come in his return. What has become of this future era? The new Headmaster of this school can only be sure of one thing, He killed Voldemort Nineteen years ago and now his children are in for a battle of their life. Harry James potter has taken over the school, he has followed Dumbledor’s Footsteps and everything seemed fine but now an Outrage is in the muggle world along with the Wizarding world and it’s out of his reach.
This is where we follow the lives of a Few students. James potter, Albus Potter, Lily potter, Rose Weasley, Hugo Weasley, Scorpuis Malfoy and a whole lot more. Their lives are in danger and they know it. Will this new age of students be able to fight a Dark lord way beyond there reach. Will they all be able to unite to defeat this dark magic or will they all stick to their own House, no their own Cliques. There is no just Slytherin there is just groups, no one stays with their own houses anymore but they stay with their friends. Can these students Defeat this Dark age and be able to Make Hogwarts safe again or will all go down? Will there be another Great battle all we can tell you is you will find out in this Deathly Silence.
Welcome to Glambition Wars, a brand new roleplay site dedicated to Cecily von Ziegesar's very popular series Gossip Girl. Upon joining, please have some prior knowledge of the series. Glambition Wars is twist on the real plot of the series. Instead, we're putting a little spin on the classic tale.
Welcome to Constance Billard! But guess what? The school board has decided to put a new spin on things happening around here now. Constance is now a CO-ED BOARDING school! Yes, a grand day for all of mankind. But along with the good comes the bad as well. The 2 most dominant cliques at school have arisen to conflict. Each of them wishes to be the ultimate "IT" clique at school. 2 sides have divided and even the neutral cliques are being dragged in as well. The Glambition Wars will envelope the entire student body into an all out backstabbing, painful and vicious war. Which clique will be standing when the dust settles? Which one will be cast aside in the forever lost trophy case of forgotten societies? Well.... that's for you to decide. And guess who will be there to give you all the juicy details? That's right. Me. Because you know no one enjoys gossip more than I do.
viking academy, « Result #19 on Jan 25, 2008, 3:28am »
the school of london..
kGeorge William Revlon had a dream. A dream a school where academics were taken seriously, money wasn't something people needed to get in, and where cliques could get on with each other. A school where students behaved fairly well and school lunches were actually edible and healthy.k
jHe, one day, made that dream come true. January the 2nd, 1967. No-one was sure how he did it. Everyone was sure he must have been rich and famous aftewards, as the school became big and staff enjoyed their time there. It became a popular school in London, and recieved many awards for the academics it taught and extra cirucullar activities. Overall, it was an amazing school with George Revlon as the headmaster and with the staff members he hired. Everyone knew that George was finally happy his dream had come true.j
kSadly, in 1979, George Revlon died, aged 78. This is when the school began to go downhill. Students rebelled as almost every student seemed to have a special bond with Mr. Revlon, he was a kind man. The new headmaster, Sandy Perkins, was fairly nice too, but no-one could replace George Revlon in people's hearts. The school would never be the same without him.k
jEven though the school is still very much on track, though cliques are more obvious now and people are still upset over the loss of their dear founder of the academy, it is no longer the Viking Academy everyone once knew.j
can things return to the once perfect order? »`___________________________________`« ..viking academy.
`this is our town ! « Result #20 on Jan 24, 2008, 1:50am »
When you think of the music and party scene, it is most common to imagine somewhere like Los Angeles, or Seattle, or Britain or somewhere constantly in magazines like that, but hardly ever would one associate little old Bradenton, Florida as a main component of the world’s music and party scene. But, alas, those who aspire to become a journalist, a musician, or even just a freelance photographer for the big industries, have all been rushing to Bradenton University for their education. And those journalists, musicians, and photographers are housed in our very own little town of Bradenton. And even so! One could easily expect antics like these from some larger cities like Miami or Tampa, but, if asked, about ninety percent of Americans wouldn’t be able to name the state little Bradenton is even located in. Well, Bradenton will be noticed, one day- when the world’s next Led Zeppelin, or Ben Bradlee, emerges from the very town.
BRADENTON UNIVERSITY !
Bradenton University is not a large school, and it is actually quite picky with the students it lets in. Only the most determined of artists will walk these corridors, and one has to stay on top of the game to remain within them. No one knows much of what happens inside the wall of Bradenton U., and that is part of its charm. It is a mystery, which fascinates and motivates most of its students. The school houses over eight hundred students, most there for different reasons. Bradenton University’s main focus is to sculpt the young minds that enter into something intelligent- to inspire in order to succeed. With the school on such a hush to most parts of the state, it has quite the reputation- and the standards to uphold that reputation. Bradenton’s match is success.
The University holds courses for journalism, photography, all different types of musical majors, creative writing, etcetera. Bradenton University can, in no way, be considered an institution for the arts, because inside is all about creation. Life is not a song and dance, and that is one of Bradenton University’s main mottos. The experience is unforgettable, of course, but one has to be on the ball to succeed.
BRADENTON SCENE !
The town itself is crawling with brilliant minds, some aspiring to let loose, some already having learned how, and some in the process. For those who have already mastered their art, Bradenton has not yet lost their interest. Though it is not a major scene for music and excitement as of yet, it is only a matter of time for those who populate it. Really, the next Bruce Springsteen is bound to come from its small population, along with the next J.K. Rowling or David Bailey. The people of Bradenton will go far in life, and they know it.
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