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 ☽☽☽ DaniElle Lerner ☾☾☾
Hey, how's it going? The name's DaniElle Lerner, but you can call my male half Dani and my female half Elle or Ellie.
Ellie is 5'6'' and 125 lbs. Dani is 5'10'' and 150 lbs. I'm about perfect. I know.
I’m eighteen years old, my birthday is Spring fourth, and this is my first year attending Valencia.
If you could tell, I make up a half-female, half-male Gestalt Pair. But I like boys and girls. Don’t hate because I’m unique.
Did you know I could gain incredible strength when my two halves are together and can control the flow of time around myself while my halves are somehow physically linked. The father apart my bodies are, the weaker I am, but the closer, the stronger . I know, neat right?
I’m taking a few classes this year. You wanna know them? Well, they’re Myth and Lore, Math, Combat, English, and Fantastical History.
Oh did you know that I'm the captain-well, I guess technically, we're co-captains- of the gender respective lacrosse and swim teams too. Yeah I’m pretty good.
People know me as "the twins to beat" even though we're not actually twins. I am a very competitive, ambitious, and stubborn individual. I have a hard time putting my full trust in people and having other people fully depend on me freaks me out. I am always up for a challenge and try to take on life as a game. Hey, it's more fun that way. I am a spontaneous, live in the moment person and often do things based on impulses. I am pretty selfish and do things for my own purpose, rarely ever doing anything for someone else. I don't like to dress up, considering I have two bodies to dress, so you'll hardly ever see either side of me wearing any makeup or anything more than basic jeans and a t-shirt or a dress, leggings, and cartigan. Any more effort than that isn't worth it. I have a pretty short attention span because my mind works twice as fast as the normal brain due to my body's combined mental capacity, and although I have a hard time focusing one one thing for too too long, I am amazing at multitasking. Sometimes, I can come off as cocky with how I speak so straight-up, but I just don't like small talk or sugar coating things. I say what I mean and that's that. I am very, very confident in myself and my own abilities and I am a pretty damn self-sufficient person. Then again, hanging out with one or two good friends is all right, too. I love teasing people and joking around, and any source of good entertainment, whether it be a fun person, outing, or a good joke, will never go without appreciation on my part. I have a pretty short temper and have no trouble showing emotions- as long as it's not my weaker side. I kind of have a phobia of opening up and letting people see me when I'm upset or sick- y'know, at my weakest. It's just hard for me to put that much faith into people. I usually only surround myself with a few really good friends, and those people have to earn my respect. I have little respect for most people, but the few I do have respect for I would die for. They're the world to me. I love putting on a show and making a bet or game out of anything, so if anyone is up to the challenge, seriously, bring it. I guess I tend to be a bit naive when it comes to putting myself in other's shoes, and sometimes I can be pretty short-sighted, but I can't help it. That's just how I am. I set my eye on the prize and when that happens, not much else really matters to me.
If you want to know, my favorite things are Writing stories, shooting videos, gambling, competition, taking on a challenge, pulling pranks or having prank wars, confusing the s**t out of people, people watching, playing sports, reading, smoking, especially weed, watching movies, chocolate, chai tea lattes, speaking other languages, playing video games, masturbating, going on dates, having sex, going to parties, and singing while playing the ukulele or piano. .
And if you have to know, I hate Math, studying, bastards, boring people, small talk, classes, beer, having to dress up, asparagus, hospitals, watching couples schmoozing with "I love you" "I love you more" "I love you best"s, people who put too much faith or trust in others, science, ignorance, dishonesty, the Twilight series, rules, people who act like they have sticks stuck up their arse sideways, being complimented on my "gorgeous accent", people treating me like two seperate people, cats, and immaturity. .
When I’m chilling with my friends, the song I love to listen to is Duet With Myself by Charlie McDonnell, it kinda reminds me of myself, don’t cha think?
So you want to know more about me? Well I guess I can tell you about my past. It's kind of hard to explain in lament's terms, but hey, what the hell? I'll give it a shot. I guess I should start at the very beginning and work my way forward...Well, my story begins with my parents, two English sorcery scientists, Madison and Jude, who were both madly in love. Well, this may give you the wrong idea. More, they were madly in love with their work in the field of arcane and sympathetic study; when it came to one another, they were more like…domestic partners. They lived together and slept together, but were not in love and did years upon years of magical testing and research in a business setting and in private, hoping to fully grasp the essence of magic in the first place. It came as a total surprise when, in the midst of the peak of their research, Madison ended up getting pregnant. It wasn’t exactly in their game plan, especially since they were not in love, but Maddie agreed to have the kids anyway and they would just raise them to be scientists like them and do their best as parents while not dropping their research. The day finally came and Jude waited anxiously outside the delivery room until the moment when the nurse burst through the doors, shook his hand, and announced, “Congratulations. It’s a beautiful set of twins. A boy and a girl.” They named us Daniel and Eleanor and tried to build some sort of stable family together.
But hey, every family has it's ******** ups and secrets, right? Well, just like other families that have magical children, I'm sure, we were…different than they expected, to say the least. Madison and Jude noticed odd patterns in the behavior where Ellie and Dani always cried, laughed, babbled, and screamed at the same time. If one of us was happy, both halves were happy and we seemed to learn two times faster than normal children. We would both practically break down when we were separated and, as we got older, the two of us seemed to have a stronger connection than the basic “twin connection” so often seen in children born together. We could have long conversations with one another without even saying a word. In fact, the two almost always said things at the same time, always slept together, and would never speak to one another but still knew everything about one another. In fact, the halves both acted the exact same as well. Then, one day, Jude was stunned when he took Daniel to the side and gave him a long lecture and then when he came back, Eleanor was crying as well and practically recalled the entire event by the word, even though she wasn’t there for it.
In their fascination, Madison and Jude directed their studies toward their own children and came across their greatest success. They found that, since both of my bodies had so much magical power, the magical power my bodies possessed in the womb had been so strong and my halves had been so closely bound while we were forming that, even though there were two bodies, the two of us were one entity with one soul that had a great amount of magic shared between us. My two separate bodies share the same thought process, can see the same things and feel the same things, and we're extensions of one another. So my parents renamed me DaniElle, nicknaming the male half of the pair Dani and the female half Elle, but more often than not they go for the more cutesy "Ellie". I make up one of the very rare few-and-far-between Gestalt Pairs... Haha, like I said, it's complicated, I know. But to break it down, here's the basic synopsis: I'm one person with one thought process occupying two separate bodies with twice the mental and physical capacity of any single normal human being. My IQ is nothing mind-blowingly outstanding, maintained at a basic "above average" level, but hey! Since I have twice the mental capacity, I have an extremely good memory, so that's something.
As I grew up in England, people always treated me like my two bodies were two separate people, and for that simple reason I began jokingly talking to myself with my two seperated bodies for the first time and I developed two separate “character” personalities. If my halves are together and surrounded by a group, I'll usually vocalize the more dominant thoughts with Dani and leave the playful stuff for Ellie, even though it's only one person really doing the thinking. It's just a game I invented to pass the time and make things easier for other people. It's kinda cool, like I'm playing a trick on the rest of the world by acting like two separate people. It's one of my favorite pastimes now. I've become really good at multitask with both bodies working at once, knocking out papers and other tasks within minutes that would take someone else hours. Unfortunately, usually my teachers don’t understand that we're one person, so I always have to come up with two paper ideas for every assignment, but hey. It's a small price to pay. I began taking on life as a game, where everyone else was disconnected and powerless except me. I ranked in the top of my class throughout the beginning of my education just because of my photographic memory, but as I advanced in years my grades began to falter a little bit. I took an obsession with writing novels and the more I would write and work towards getting a publisher, the more my grades plummeted from procrastination and boredom with the topics. Now, my grades are stabilized at about a 3.72 average, due to acing everything I actually work on and failing everything I just decide not to do. I am always trying to come up with new story ideas and will try and make a best-selling plotline out of any small idea.
Now, I was about to enter my senior year of high school at a private studies academy for different races, but my parents just moved from London to the U.S. for the sake of Jude’s newest studies, so they asked if I'd be okay going to a boarding academy so they could travel for the sake of business. I'm cool with it, so it looks like I'll be entering Valencia as the newest transfer student...unless the school screws up the paperwork and register my halves as two separate people...again.
Uh… I think that’s all you need to know about me. Oh wait! After going to my last school where literally no one except one stupid little braniac knew about Gestalt pairs and no one could really grasp the concept, I am sick and tired of trying to explain to people that I am two seperate people. So, when I come to Valencia, I'm just gonna act like I'm a set of witch twins. I've already come up with character designs for "Dani" and "Ellie" as two seperate people, so I'll put on a little show for all my classmates. And maybe, just maybe, if I could find one person who actually could look beneath the surface and understand the fact that I'm one person...Well, no one's been able to do that, so let me rephrase. If I could find someone who became so close to me that I told them about the real me and they could accept that I was one person with two bodies, maybe they would be worthwhile.
Other than that, the only last things I can think of are that our bodies both have some...well, issues. We're not perfect, by any means. Both of my bodies are addicted to smoking, but Dani moreso than Elle. As a Gestalt Pair, the moment we're not together, we get really, really sick or just feel like total s**t, so we tend to stick together at all times. Dani has some acne issues and is near-sighted, so he wears contact lenses. Ellie, on the other hand, sometimes has issues with her bronchial tubes, so she has to use an inhaler when she has one of her fits. My female body also has vitiligo, a skin condition where you have some white patches. So I have something that looks like a bulls-eye on the center of my back, and other scattered spots.
Oh, and I suck a** with relationships. I love going on casual dates, I've done the friends with benefits thing, and I love physical intimacy. Friendship is nice, too. But as far as relationships...Well, let me put it this way. One time I had this boyfriend and he knew the girl side of me- and thought the male side of me was my "brother". I wasn't really thinking one day and when I saw him, I was so excited that I wrapped my arms around him, ran my hands through his hair, and kissed him...With Dani's body. You can imagine the look of disgust on his face, I'm sure, especially considering he was a very straight man. So...I tend to avoid relationships now. Unless someone can really wrap their mind around the idea of me being a gestalt pair, I doubt it'd ever work out.
I am a highly addicted smoker; one of my bodies moreso than the other, but both are still addicts, nevertheless. However, since lighting up is apparently banned on campus, I've become addicted to chewing gum. Lots of gum. So you'll almost always see me with a piece of gum in my mouth and a frown on my face if I really want to smoke a cigarette but can't get away with sneaking off at that moment to smoke in the woods or by the coast.
PS: Did you know under the character I’m Arisa_Howl? |
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 11:02 am
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☆═━┈DaniElleLerner┈━═☆
вℓαи∂ мιи∂s тнιик αℓιкє...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
 This is where random text  will go. Text text text text text text and words and things and stuff and things and stuff and things and Ellie's text color will be indigo while Dani's will be blue and when the pair speaks in unison they will be talking in the color that is commonly referred to as darkblue. That seems simple enough, right? And as you can clearly tell, I'm just ranting now in order to fill this empty space in between Ellie and Dani in hopes of making this testing post perfect to the tip of the t that is at the very center of the word perfection. Well, not the very center, but I guess it's kind of close. Only a few letters off...Meh, whatever. So anyway thinking about playing the ukulele and practicing and writing and this boy and smoking and college and college parties and college fun and acapella and singing and cold play and classes and crying and chocolate and my birthday's in two days cool! I'm going to be nineteen, holy s**t. I'm getting to be an old fart, huh? Maybe I should write a will. Heh, I'll make it all some huge joke or reference or something...Everyone gets a boot to the head. HAHA! No one's going to get that one. And if they do, kudos to them. Although most people probably won't read this anyway, so s**t I'm typing to no one. And I'm just typing for the sake of typing while listening to the This Is Me album by Charlieissocoollike. I love his videos. If I could do a collaboration video with him, I think my life would officially be complete. That would be ******** awesome. But in the meantime, now I'm thinking about werewolves and Tyler and dopamine, doooopamine~! And Dexter and Tayte and all the places Dexter and Tayte may have had ******** sex/mated/made love on campus. Are there other ways to say that they did it? I know there are lots of crude ones, like the references Tallahassee made in Zombieland, but I can't honestly remember what they were right now...Well, this should be enough for a test post, so if you've read this, I applaude you for reading this all the way through and seeing my off thought process without your brain spontaneously combusting. If you tell me randomly in the OOC "COMBUSTION!" then I will give you a cookie. I am not joking. Somehow, I will give you a cookie as a reward. Okie? Cool. Bye, love all of your faces. Bless your faces. If you sneezed while reading this, bless you. Yay for references. BUYHEH!
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 8:41 pm
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☆═━┈DaniElleLerner┈━═☆
вℓαи∂ мιи∂s тнιик αℓιкє...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
"I'm sorry, but no matter how close you are, even as siblings,
school policy strictly prohibits boarding together two people of opposite genders-"
"But that's what I've been trying to tell you this whole time, Ma'am. We're the same person." The two bodies spoke together and the old secretary glared over her reading glasses with slight detestation towards the pair.
"I hardly find this to be a funny joke. Twins have tried to pull pranks by pretending to be one another before, but I've never heard of fraternal twins trying to pull a stunt like-" Dani rolled his eyes and pulled out a cigarette and lighter while Elle leaned against the counter and ran her fingers through her hair, finally just giving up. He was about to light the cigarette when the secretary cleared her throat pompously and glared at the boy. Elle lifted her gaze to the secretary while the other body just froze, both fully aware of the look on her face.
"Is there a problem?"
"Young man, I'm going to have to ask you to put out that cigarette and hand me the rest of your pack."
"Excuse me?"
"Smoking is strictly prohibited at this institution." Both bodies' eyes went wide and with a reluctant, frustrated sign, Dani pocketed the lighter and handed the unlit cigarette to the secretary as well as the pack he had in his pocket. This ******** hag...
"All right, fine. I-" DaniElle caught themself and both Elle and Dani paused and took in a deep sigh before continuing, trying to hold in their frustration. "-We're sorry."
"Thank you." The decrepit woman took in a sigh and put on a smile that was only for show and folded her wrinkley hands together over her desk. "Is there anything else I can help you two with today?"
"Yeah. You handed me the room keys, but I didn't get a copy of my schedule. Do you think you could print out another copy from your system?"
"Of course, as long as you're done with all this nonsense. Name, please?"
"DaniElle Lerner."
"All right, let's see, Danyelle...Oh! Here you are. Oh, the E is capitalized and...? Hm...odd spelling."
No s**t, lady. I wonder why. The secretary printed off the schedule and handed it to Elle and, without a glance backwards, both halves began walking away and out of the office while they both peeked at the schedule with curiosity. "Oh, excuse me, young man? Didn't you need a copy of your schedule?" The two halves stopped and turned on their heels to stare at the secretary with a slight look of disbelief. Then, with a sarcastic grin, Elle held the schedule in the air and waved it around while Dani held up one arm, gesturing to the paper with a smirk.
"Nah, already got it." Then, both halves waved and said in perfect unicen, "Thanks for nothing," before walking out of the main school building without another word.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:47 am
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 ☽☽☽ Natalie Clarissa Florres ☾☾☾
Hey my name is Natalie Clarissa Florres, but you can call me Naddie.
I'm 4'7'' and 96 lbs. I'm about perfect. I know.
I’m twelve years old, my birthday is Summer 5th, and this is my first year attending Valencia.
If you could tell, I’m a female siren. But I like boys! Don’t hate because I’m unique.
Did you know I could hypnotize people with the sound of my voice and enchant their hearts just by looking them in the eye. I know, neat right?
I’m taking a few classes this year, you wanna know them. Well they’re Government, Astronomy, Science, and Mathematics.
People know me as The little sister everyone wishes they had. Natalie is a very naturally curious child. If something catches her eye, she will investigate anything to find out what she wants to know. She loves meeting new people and tends to trust people incredibly easily, fully rooted in the naive concept that everyone is good or has some good in them. She is a bookworm and although she is incredibly studious and book smart, she still is very immature, just like any pre-teen. She tries her hardest to act like an adult when she's in classes or around groups of older kids, but she has a hard time really grasping how to do that when adults seem to know so much more than her. She loves playing with the big kids and more often than not, because she is so young compared to her peers, she is either underestimated or babied. She is very sensitive to teasing and often times, if someone makes a little joke poking fun at her, she'll take offense to it without any sure way of how to react. She is also very easily startled, but if something scares her she'll usually find someone's arm and proceed to cling to it. She tries very hard to prove herself and she wants nothing more than to be loved and taken seriously. Oh, and she gets upset when things don't go her way.
If you want to know, my favorite things are
Cooking
Baking
Food
Foot races
Books
Studying
Playing with older kids
Listening to music
Watching people play sports
Getting piggyback rides.
And if you have to know, I hate
Being babied
Being betrayed
People scaring her
Spinach
Getting bad grades
Scary things
People using their strength against her
Feeling helpless
Thunder.
When I’m chilling with my friends, the song I love to listen to is Show Me Where Ya Noms At by Songstowearpantsto, it kinda reminds me of myself, don’t cha think?
So you want to know more about me? Well I guess I can tell you about my past. Natalie grew up in a household that was considered an aristocratic part of the magic community. Her parents, both pure-bred sirens, were both beautiful and rich creatures who were highly respected in the mystic community. They were very much in love and raised her along with her older brother, Maxamillion, and her older sister, Madison. Their parents always sent them to the greatest institutions and when Natalie began excelling in her studies and she even skipped a few years of elementary and middle school, they were ecstatic.
In their house, it was tradition that the children all attend the same private elementary and middle school, but they could pick and choose what advanced studies academy they moved on to once they were done with their primary magical study. Madison, the eldest of the three, chose to attend Ventrilo Scare Academy; Maxamillion started off at Ventrilo at fourteen, but transferred to Thalanus Advanced Studies Academy, an all boy’s school based in Romania that was incredibly expensive, prestigious, and exclusive with the races that were allowed into the school. They both excelled in their chosen environments and their parents had the greatest confidence that Natalie would uphold the same legacy being left behind by her older siblings.
When Natalie chose schools, the main reason she chose Valencia over the others was that she had met a boy at her middle school who she became best friends with. She was two years younger than the rest of the kids in the sixth grade class, so it was harder for her to make friends because of the maturity gap, but this boy practically fell in love with her and couldn't refuse her friendship. Now, this boy's older brother, Mason, attended Valencia and he was in love with it. When she would visit her friend’s house and Mason would come home for breaks, he would tell her stories about learning in the middle of the sea, on this beautiful island with all these amazing races. The schools she had attended for primary school only allowed in a few select races, so she had never met a vampire or werewolf or even…a human. The idea of someone being born entirely without magic and having such a short life span fascinated her, but they also had so much to offer emotionally to the world that she had always wanted to meet one. Thus, she enrolled at Valencia the moment she had the chance. Her last school had some problems with her paperwork, so she is just coming into Valencia in the winter semester.
Uh… I think that’s all you need to know about me. Oh wait! She absolutely loves making food, whether it be sweets or entire meals. If she makes a really good friend, she will offer to take them on a picnic and will do all of the catering herself and treat them to a meal. She loves trying new foods and restaurants, and is somewhat...well, obsessed with food. Not overeating food, just the art to making a good meal.
One of the things that really makes her upset is when someone steals one of her books or if she sees someone mess up a book, whether it be by disrespecting it by throwing it around or even doing something as small as bending one of the pages. She tends to be pretty obsessive compulsive about that.
Since she is still incredibly young, many of the personality and physical traits usually attributed to sirens have not yet fully formed. She is easily upset when she doesn't get exactly what she wants, but this has not yet fully developed into the selfish narcassism so commonly associated with the race. Also, since she is not fully grown, men do not instantly fall in love with her all the time. Some men do, but unlike other sirens, most people just take a fondness to her easily. As she gets older, it will happen, but for now she still has yet to grow. This is not to say that she doesn't use what powers over people she does have on people. In fact, she will often take advantage of people instantly befriending her by using them for study buddies, favors, or piggyback rides.
PS: Did you know under the character I’m Arisa_Howl? |
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:34 pm
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☆═━ Ⓝａｔａｌｉｅ Ⓒｌａｒｉｓｓａ Ⓕｌｏｒｒｅｓ
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This is where random text will go. Text text text text text text and words and things and stuff and things and stuff and things and Naddie will speak with the color that is most commonly called baby blue.That seems simple enough, right? And as you can clearly tell, I'm just ranting now in order to fill this empty space right beside Naddie-girl in hopes of making this testing post perfect to the tip of the t that is at the very center of the word perfection. Well, not the very center, but I guess it's kind of close. Only a few letters off...Meh, whatever. So anyway thinking about playing the ukulele and practicing and writing and this boy and smoking and college and college parties and college fun and acapella and singing and cold play and classes and crying and chocolate and my birthday's in two days cool! I'm going to be nineteen, holy s**t. I'm getting to be an old fart, huh? Maybe I should write a will. Heh, I'll make it all some huge joke or reference or something...Everyone gets a boot to the head. HAHA! No one's going to get that one. And if they do, kudos to them. Although most people probably won't read this anyway, so s**t I'm typing to no one. And I'm just typing for the sake of typing while listening to the This Is Me album by Charlieissocoollike. I love his videos. If I could do a collaboration video with him, I think my life would officially be complete. That would be ******** awesome. But in the meantime, now I'm thinking about werewolves and Tyler and dopamine, doooopamine~! And Dexter and Tayte and all the places Dexter and Tayte may have had ******** sex/mated/made love on campus. Are there other ways to say that they did it? I know there are lots of crude ones, like the references Tallahassee made in Zombieland, but I can't honestly remember what they were right now...Well, this should be enough for a test post, so if you've read this, I applaude you for reading this all the way through and seeing my off thought process without your brain spontaneously combusting. If you tell me randomly in the OOC "COMBUSTION!" then I will give you a cookie. I am not joking. Somehow, I will give you a cookie as a reward. Okie? Cool. Bye, love all of your faces. Bless your faces. If you sneezed while reading this, bless you. Yay for references. BUYHEH!
♫♬♪▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃♪♬♫
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 11:41 pm
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☆═━ Ⓝａｔａｌｉｅ Ⓒｌａｒｉｓｓａ Ⓕｌｏｒｒｅｓ
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Naddie only had one class in the mornings and she was determined to not be late on her very first day. Thankfully, she made it to mathematics on time and she sat beside a tall boy with brown hair. She received a mix of 'aw!!'s and strange looks that seemed to say 'what the hell is a kid doing here', but she didn't even notice half of them as she unloaded her backpack full of colorful mechanical pencils, textbooks, and spiral notebooks. She had come fully prepared and once she took her seat, she swung her feet back and forth since her short legs couldn't quite reach the ground underneath her seat.
Classes went without incident and by the time it was finally over, she had three pages packed full of notes as well as her homework that she had already taken the initiative to work on during class when the others were talking before class and during the potty break. Why would she waste the fifteen minutes of spare time when she could be working on her schoolwork? The chapter they were currently covering was already covered at her previous school, anyway, so she felt ahead of the game already.
She felt incredibly satisfied and as she bounded out of the classroom, her stomach let out a huge churn and Naddie looked around, trying to remember exactly how to get to the cafeteria. Thankfully, it was about lunchtime for everybody else so she just followed the flow of walking traffic and found herself in front of the mess hall within just a few minutes! The siren was excited by the thoughts of having cupcakes, meeting up with her new found friends, especially Ashtore, and-
"FOOD FIGHT!!!" The moment the doors swung open in front of her, she heard the shout, practically a battle cry, and before she could quite process what was going on, a huge pile of off-white mashed potatoes smashed into the side of her face, some of it getting into her eyes and causing them to tear up, hurting soooooo bad. Naddie let out a scream in shock, then froze, unsure of what just happened. However, when she realized something had just hit her, she began to cry in the middle of the chaos-ridden cafeteria, her childish side taking over as she had been assaulted by an unknown predator.
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 6:48 am
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 ☽☽☽ Eleanor Lerner ☾☾☾
Hey my name is Eleanor Lerner, but you can call me Elle, Ellie, or Ace.
I'm 5'6'' and 125 lbs. I'm about perfect. I know.
I’m seventeen years old, my birthday is Spring 4th, and this is my first year attending Valencia.
If you could tell, I’m a female human. But I like boys for the mostpart, but I'm willing to try dating girls if the right one comes along. Always keep yourself open to new opportunities and experimentation.. Don’t hate because I’m unique.
Did you know I could get dates and make videos? I don't really have any powers except that I'm...lucky. Does that classify as a power?. I know, neat right?
I’m taking a few classes this year, you wanna know them. Well they’re Myth and Lore, Math, Chemistry, English, and Fantastical History.
Oh did you know I’m Captain of the swim team too. Yeah I’m pretty good.
People know me as their "good luck charm", but when I'm with my brother they often consider us "the siblings to beat". For some reason, people have said that I have a gift, although I have no real control over it. When I'm around people, their luck tends to increase. I don't know why or how it happens, but I just have really, really good luck. I guess that's why my brother and I got so into gambling, whether it be while playing cards or just taking bets. For some reason, when I'm involved or around, we always seem to win. It's something that's just a part of me, I guess. That's why he calls me his 'ace'. I am a very competitive, sassy, and stubborn individual. I have a hard time putting my full trust in people and having other people fully depend on me freaks me out. I am always up for a challenge and try to take on life as a game. Hey, it's more fun that way. I am a spontaneous, live in the moment person and often do things based on impulses. I am pretty selfish and do things for my own purpose, rarely ever doing anything for someone else unless something's in it for me. I don't like to dress up, so you'll hardly ever see me wearing any makeup or anything more than basic jeans and a t-shirt or a dress, leggings, and cartigan. Any more effort than that isn't worth it. The only time I do is when I want someone or something. I have a pretty short attention span and although I have a hard time focusing one one thing for too too long, I am amazing at multitasking. Sometimes, I can come off as cocky with how I speak so straight-up, but I just don't like small talk or sugar coating things. I say what I mean and that's that. I am very, very confident in myself and my own abilities and I am a pretty damn self-sufficient person. Then again, hanging out with one or two good friends is all right, too. I love teasing people and joking around, and any source of good entertainment, whether it be a fun person, outing, or a good joke, will never go without appreciation on my part. I have a pretty short temper and have no trouble showing emotions- as long as it's not my weaker side. I kind of have a phobia of opening up and letting people see me when I'm upset or sick- y'know, at my weakest. It's just hard for me to put that much faith into people. I usually only surround myself with a few really good friends, and those people have to earn my respect. I have little respect for most people, but the few I do have respect for I would die for. They're the world to me. I love putting on a show and making a bet or game out of anything, so if anyone is up to the challenge, seriously, bring it. I guess I tend to be a bit naive when it comes to putting myself in other's shoes, and sometimes I can be pretty short-sighted, but I can't help it. That's just how I am. I set my eye on the prize and when that happens, not much else really matters to me. My brother means the world to me and I don't think I've ever trusted anyone as much as I trust him.
If you want to know, my favorite things are Gambling, swimming, competition, taking on a challenge, playing sports, smoking, especially weed, watching movies, making movies, chocolate, talking, acting, chai tea lattes, speaking other languages, masturbating, going on dates, having sex, going to parties, and singing with Dani.
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And if you have to know, I hate Math, studying, bastards, boring people, classes, beer, having to dress up, asparagus, hospitals, watching couples schmoozing with "I love you" "I love you more" "I love you best"s, people who put too much faith or trust in others, ignorance, dishonesty, the Twilight series, rules, people who act like they have sticks stuck up their arse sideways, being complimented on my "gorgeous accent", anyone who's mean to my brother, cats, and immaturity...Oh, and I kind of have a fear of...ummm...vampires...
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When I’m chilling with my friends, the song I love to listen to is What the hell by Avril Lavigne and Base Down Low by DEV (Feat. The Cataracs), it kinda reminds me of myself, don’t cha think?
So you want to know more about me? Well I guess I can tell you about my past. Well, my story begins with my parents, two English scientists, Madison and Jude, who were both madly in love. Well, this may give you the wrong idea. More, they were madly in love with their work in the field of arcane and sympathetic study; when it came to one another, they were more like…domestic partners. They lived together and slept together, but were not in love and did years upon years of magical testing and research in a business setting and in private, hoping to fully grasp the essence of magic in the first place. It came as a total surprise when, in the midst of the peak of their research, Madison ended up getting pregnant. It wasn’t exactly in their game plan, especially since they were not in love, but Maddie agreed to have the kid anyway and they would just raise the baby to be scientists like them and do their best as parents while not dropping their research. The day finally came and Jude waited anxiously outside the delivery room until the moment when the nurse burst through the doors, shook his hand, and announced, “Congratulations. It’s a beautiful baby boy." Thus, my older brother, Daniel, was born. After a few months of raising Daniel, they realized how much they loved having a child, but they were afraid of him being lonely all by himself, so they waited a few years and then had me!
But hey, every family has it's ******** ups and secrets, right? Well, just like other families that have magical children, I'm sure, I was…different, to say the least. Humans who have the ability to use some magic tend to have special gifts they can't control. They're not really powers, per se, but they either excell in strength or intelligence, and sometimes they just have odd strokes of luck, like me. I'm not an incredibly smart person, nor am I super-strong. With the exception of the fact that I'm a pretty good actress, I'm not exceptionally amazing at anything I do. Maybe average or above average at best. I maintain a 3.5 gpa (not great, but not bad, either), so overall, I'm just normal. But for some reason, when my dad would make bets at horse races while I was there, whichever horse he had bet on would win. Not just once or twice. Every single time I went with him to the horse races, he would take home hundreds of dollars in earnings. I learned how to play poker and it was the exact same way. I would always get the good cards in the deck, the great hands. If I wasn't playing, whoever I was rooting for would have their own strokes of luck. Not exactly enough to be considered a superpower, but it's something. Whoever's around me will get some stroke of luck in one form or another- although that doesn't automatically mean if they go on a date with me that they'll get lucky.
As I grew up in England, I became best friends with my older brother, Daniel, and we have been inseperable pretty much our whole life. In fact, we're almost joined at the hip. He takes really good care of me and when I do something stupid, he's there to help, no matter what the case, whether it was my fault or not. The only issue was...well, when I was little, I tended to trust just about everyone. I mean, I had an amazing older brother and two brilliant people for parents, and they never did me wrong. My family showed me how much good there was in the world every day. So I guess I had to be brought down from that cloud at some point, right? Well, when I was about twelve and I entered the same middle school as my brother, I suddenly saw how much people picked on him. It just made me really sad, and I always thought he was so strong. And even when he was being bullied, he would just act like nothing was wrong and smile. He always acted like he didn't care, but...I knew he hurt more than anyone else. He was always trying to make other people happy, which was, in a way, killing him in the process. I would always try to do little things to cheer him up-bake him cookies, although they were usually burnt or something, I'm not much of a baker. Or I would sing to him or tell him stories or even play his video games, even though I was bad at them. But it wasn't enough and one day when I got home, Dani was holding a bottle of pain pills he had got that morning and...it was half empty. He was crying and I saw scars on his arms- he always wore jackets or long-sleeves back then, so I never saw that he had been cutting himself. But he instantly looked at me and he was crying. He hugged me and said, "I don't want to go. Not yet."
Turns out Daniel had a major case of clinical depression. He had been suffering from it for years and after he tried to kill himself from the bullying, he had to go to an institution for about a week and I remember going to visit him. They called it a hospital, but it was an asylum. They treated all of the patients like inmates at a prison- even my beautiful, sweet, strong brother. That place almost broke him...Almost. But he never did. When he came out, I remember how people stared at him like he was a freak. He got teased more. Everyone called him insane and a freakshow. After having to see Dani go through all of that... Afterwards, he was put on a medication, but he wasn't getting any better. And then he discovered marijuana- granted, yes, it's an illegal drug, but it saved him. I started doing it with him, too, so I could stay close to him and show him I would go through what he was going through for support.
During high school, Daniel and my parents would constantly ask me if I had anyone special in mind. If I said I had a friend who was a guy, they would flip and think that we would get married and give them beautiful babies. They seemed determined to see me enter a relationship, but honestly, I've watched all of those disney movies and romantic comedies and I have to say all that love stuff- well, it's just fantasy. It doesn't really exist. I mean, I love my brother and Jude and Madison, don't get me wrong- but as far as that fairy-tale love at first sight kind of stuff, I've never seen it. I don't think it's out there. Dani always believed in that stuff, but I've never been comfortable being called someone's "girlfriend". I don't feel comfortable being anyone's anything. Every time I saw one of my friends or even Dani enter a relationship, it ended in fights and tears and I decided I didn't want to be a part of it. When I had one night stands or hook-ups, both me and the guy (or the occassional girl) I messed around with would enjoy the night and part ways happily- no mess, no drama. And the idea of being that damsel who always has to be saved or has to depend on someone else, being the person who cries and has to have someone else there to save her- that's just not who I am. I've never liked people seeing me cry. It makes me feel weak. I don't want to be taken advantage of or seen as pathetic. I don't need anyone else's pity.
So I began taking on life as a game, where everyone else was disconnected and powerless except me. I know, it's terrible, but I learned really early that when you're busy feeling sorry for yourself, you don't have any room to have fun and just...Well, live. I started going out on lots of dates. Going to lots of parties. When I finally had sex for the first time, I fell in love with it. I loved the ecstacy and the rush of going to a party, feeling someone else's hands on you, wanting you and nothing else just for one night, and the adrenaline rush of a one night stand. I have never been one for relationships, but I fell in love with playing the "market" of guys. If I'm checking people out, I call it admiring the scenery. If I see someone I want, I don't wait and hope they'll glance in my direction. I go out and get it. I started sleeping with the occassional guy. By the end of my junior year, I was getting asked on dates at least once a week, and it was fun. You have no idea what kind of boost of self esteem that kind of treatment is for a girl. So I'm naturally flirtateous and confident. Is that such a crime?
Now, I was about to enter my senior year of high school at a Magnet School for the Arts studying film, but my parents just moved from London to the U.S. for the sake of Jude’s newest studies, so they asked if I'd be okay going to a boarding academy with Daniel so they could travel for the sake of business. I'm cool with it, so it looks like Dani and I will be entering Valencia as the newest transfer students.
Uh… I think that’s all you need to know about me. Oh wait! I'm an addicted smoker. Granted, I don't smoke as much as my brother, but when I'm hanging out with him I'll bum a cigarette while he's smoking. However, since lighting up is apparently banned on campus, I've become addicted to chewing gum. Lots of gum. So you'll almost always see me with a piece of gum in my mouth and a frown on my face if I really want to smoke a cigarette but can't get away with sneaking off at that moment to smoke in the woods or by the coast. I sometimes have issues with my bronchial tubes, so I have to use an inhaler when I have one of my fits. I also have vitiligo, a skin condition where you have some white patches randomly spread on your body. So I have something that looks like a bulls-eye on the center of my back, and other scattered spots.
Oh, and I suck a** with relationships. I love going on casual dates, I've done the friends with benefits thing, and I love physical intimacy. Friendship is nice, too. But as far as relationships, commitment kind of freaks me out. I've never really come across a guy that I could see myself staying in a long-term relationship with. If I enter a relationship, I don't want some two-week thing. I want something that will really last. So unless they're willing to spend the rest of their life with me and I am truly in love with them, I'm just gonna stick with dating and sleeping around. I know it's a weird way to think, but I'd rather spend time with someone without the pressure of labels and then have them propose after a few years than being someone's "girlfriend".
I may not be the best at it, but Dani plays so many instruments and is so obsessed with music that when he's jamming, I'll sing along with him just for fun. I don't have a drop-dead-amazing voice, but hey! My shower hasn't kicked me out yet.
Besides being a pretty decent actor and being pretty good at making short films, the only special skill I really have is that I am trilingual. Not only do I speak english, but I also speak Italian and German. I love other languages. They're so pretty and it allows you to connect with so many other people!
PS: Did you know under the character I’m Arisa_Howl? |
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:58 am
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☽☽☽ Daniel Lerner ☾☾☾
Hey my name is Daniel Maxamillion Lerner, but you can call me Daniel or Dani.
I'm 5'10'' and 150 lbs. I'm about perfect. I know.
I’m nineteen years old, my birthday is Winter 16, and this is my first year attending Valencia.
If you could tell, I’m a male human. But I like girls. Don’t hate because I’m unique.
Did you know I could play the piano, ukulele, guitar, and beatbox. I know, neat right?
I’m taking a few classes this year, you wanna know them. Well they’re Myth and Lore, Math, Combat, English, and Fantastical History.
Oh did you know I’m captain of the lacrosse team too. Yeah I’m pretty good.
People know me as One of the "siblings to beat". Unlike my sister, I do speak out, but not in a rambunxious or pushy manner. I am more mature than my sister and I guess you could call me a studious, charming, and a born leader. Not that my sister's not; in fact, she has about as much natural charisma as I do. The difference, however, is how we use it. I tend to love relationships and I'm not afraid to compliment a girl a day to make them feel special. However, I am very much a one girl one guy kinda man, so I do believe in relationships and I have fought once or twice for the honor of a woman. I love helping out others and leading teams to victory. I love to show people the error of their ways and sort of being a teacher. I know it's weird, but I've always liked being a sort of mentor and protector figure. I am a very good friend and always try to give someone I am close to the time of their life. I am very protective of those I love, and I fully believe in chivalry. If I have to get stern I will, but I tend not to use violence unless it's involved in sports and even then I'll pick the guy up afterwards to make sure he's all right. I like to dress up more often than not, and I wear a hat almost anywhere I go. I prefer to look my best more than anything. Actually...Well, more than anything else in the whole world, I love making girls realize how truly special they are. Nothing makes me happier than making a girl smile. I'll do anything to protect something so beautiful as that. I am pretty competitive, but I am more interested in seeing growth on the part of the people playing and learning from their mistakes than winning or losing.
If you want to know, my favorite things are Smoking, especially weed, reading, playing instruments, playing sports, watching movies, girls, steak, studying, watching a girl smile, seeing Ellie acting, videogames, combat, martial arts, going on dates, dogs, my hats, Dr. Pepper, lacrosse, and tequila.
And if you have to know, I hate gum, men who treat girls poorly, the fact that Jude and Madison have never married, dancing, rap music, the dark, horror movies, fire, the thought of people burning books, things that can't be explained scientifically, having to watch girls cry, the thought of Ace getting hurt, chlorine, horses, and most sitcoms.
When I’m chilling with my friends, the song I love to listen to is Next to You (Cover) by Dave Days and Megan Nicole and Bullet by Hollywood Undead, it kinda reminds me of something I'd say, don’t cha think?
So you want to know more about me? Well I guess I can tell you about my past. Well, my story begins with my parents, two English scientists, Madison and Jude, who were both madly in love. Well, this may give you the wrong idea. More, they were madly in love with their work in the field of arcane and sympathetic study; when it came to one another, they were more like…domestic partners. They lived together and slept together, but were not in love and did years upon years of magical testing and research in a business setting and in private, hoping to fully grasp the essence of magic in the first place. It came as a total surprise when, in the midst of the peak of their research, Madison ended up getting pregnant. It wasn’t exactly in their game plan, especially since they were not in love, but Maddie agreed to have the kid anyway and they would just raise the baby to be a scientist like them and do their best as parents while not dropping their research. The day finally came and Jude waited anxiously outside the delivery room until the moment when the nurse burst through the doors, shook his hand, and announced, “Congratulations. It’s a beautiful baby boy." That was the day I came into this world. After a while, Maddie and Jude liked having me around so much that apparently they just decided to have another kid and one of the first things I can actually remember is kissing Ellie, my little sister's forehead when she was a baby and telling her I loved her. I must have been about three or four at the time. Your memory doesn't really start until about then, but it's always been a good first memory.
We grew up as a pretty normal family, even though my parents never got married, which bothers me to this day. Oh, well. Nothing I can do to change about that. I don't think they'll ever quite love each other enough to say "I love you" in the way you hear a husband and wife say it. No...they're just best friends. They were always so proud of us, always gloating about our accomplishments. I stayed closed to the top of my class, in the top 94% of my class. I would almost always serve as Ellie's tutor, but I didn't mind. Most of the time, the trouble she had was in science and math, which were my two strongest subjects. Plus, if I ever needed help on the creative or imagination end, she was always there to lend a helping hand. Such a huge imagination in her, I've always been envious. When she was little, I would cover her cuts and scrapes from her recklessly playing with the neighborhood boys and in return, she would tell me her outlandish stories about other worlds and white knights. While most children's stories had no cohesive plot or ending, or they just seemed like total gibberish, I would find myself enthralled with her elaborate stories of other races and worlds. We became incredibly close because of it and to this day we are best friends. Ellie and I became inseperable. In fact, we're almost joined at the hip.
Neither of us really picked up a huge affinity to magic like my parents had. Ellie always thought it was cool to watch and she tried to pick up on it for a while, but we soon discovered that while my parents were humans gifted with the power of magic, we were not. The only form of magic we could really use was called sympathy, but it's much more of a science than a magic and the concepts are so complex that Ellie didn't bother with it for long. I held out and studied it for about a year longer than her, but I didn't make much more progress than she did and I gave up myself. The only power that either of us has, really, is that she's incredibly lucky for some reason. Like, really ******** lucky. So we go out and play poker or blackjack at least once a month, just for fun. Now, as I got older I would read more and more and gained a love for music and sports. I was always considered a natural leader because I could put myself in the shoes of the people I played with and I knew how to push each player to the limit so they could realize their full potential. I got good at getting to know and truly understand people. Just something about being around people and making them smile, especially girls...well, nothing makes me happier than making other people happy. The competition is nice, but more than anything, just playing a good game and helping lead a team to victory so each of them can share it with one another...Is that such a crime?
My home life, for the mostpart, was amazing. Every family has the occasional spat, just like we did, but in the end, my parents and my little sister loved me. They showed me the support and compassion that every person should have the blessing of feeling in their lifetime. But I went through elementary school and middle school and I was bullied constantly. Most of the time it was just kids being kids; y'know how it goes. They may be picked on just because they're the teachers pet, or they have acne issues, or they're just different. Well, I guess what made me such a good target was the fact that I never fought against it. I would just try and let it roll off and smile. Most adults say that if you ignore it, the problem will go away, but it never did. I would always hang out with my baby sister and they teased me for that. I was called a gay because I dressed myself nicely. In middle school when we had a discussion about gay rights and I said I supported it, I ended up being beat up by some other kids. That was the only time it ever got physical. I suppose a lot of it was just little and I shouldn't have taken it as personally as I did, but every single time one of those kids called me a name or did something or said something about me or to me, it dug away at me. I let it get to me and I started cutting myself. I got depressed. I never told my sister about the gravity of the bullying and how long it went on, but when she finally moved up in grades and started going to my middle school, I'm sure she noticed it. But I would just smile and tell her everything was all right.
For a few years, I had a crush on this girl in my class, Annie. I thought I was in love with her, but who really knows what love is at that age? I don't even know if it was that, but I felt strongly for her, I can say that. Well, one day I finally worked up the courage to ask her to the eighth grade formal and she outright said no and called me a b*****d. Apparently, a rumor had spread that Jude and Madison weren't my real parents. Our family wasn't "normal" because they weren't married. Then she told me to go die and left. That night, I got home from school and swallowed a bunch of pain pills. I remember just feeling numb and wanting everything to stop. It wasn't until I heard Ellie come inside the house after her play rehearsal and I heard her calling my name that I suddenly burst into tears and realized I didn't want to die. I still had her and mom and dad to live for.
After that, I was put into a mental hospital forever. I could tell you I was there for a week, but there, time was lost on me and it felt like a whole lifetime had passed in the institution. I wasn't the same person when I came out, either. I always tried to act happy and show that I was a "normal" person who really had no idea why they were with these people. I kept telling them, "y'know, I think it may have been the medication." It was practically my coined mantra by the time I left. They were always analyzing you, trying to read into every little thing you did. But I found something to fight for, and every day when they would try to break me down, I would just think of Ellie baking me those horrible burnt cookies of hers and I would smile. When I finally got out and I was able to hug her again, it all seemed worth it.
After I left the asylum, they gave me a different depression medication, but it didn't help much. It wasn't until one of my friends introduced me to marijuana that I actually started to overall get better. I wasn't so pessimistic. I didn't feel the need to always put myself down and only focus on others. I could actually be happy for myself and the life I was leading. I guess, in a way, my smoking habits were a bad influence on Ellie, because the moment she found out, I felt so guilty, but instead of ratting me out or lecturing me, she took it up with me to show me that we were in this together. I guess my depression and my sister are what made me like leading others so much. Helping other people to be happy and smile, to grow to their true potential, makes me feel like I have purpose. It gives me a reason to stay.
Now, I was about to enter my sophmore year of college at Stanford University, but my parents just moved from London to the U.S. for the sake of Jude’s newest studies, so they asked if I'd be okay going to a boarding academy with Eleanor so they could travel for the sake of business. I'm cool with it, so it looks like Ellie and I will be entering Valencia as the newest transfer students. Now, because of Jude and Maddie's work, even though we grew up entirely in the world of humans, Ellie and I have met people of a few different races; y'know, several witches, one or two sirens, a nymph once, and at some point Ellie even met a vampire...But I think she's kind of been hiding a fear of them ever since.
Uh… I think that’s all you need to know about me. Oh wait! I am a drug and smoking addict. I have tried a few times to quit, but every time was a futile attempt that only lasted a few days. I started smoking cigarettes when I was only about thirteen and about a year later, I got into drugs. When I was younger, I dealt with bad depression, so when I started smoking the marijuana, it helped me cope, much better than the mood stabilizers diagnosed to me. However, the more time passed, the more I got hooked and now I don't think I can imagine a life without the drugs. Besides that, the only other health issues I have are that I have acne problems and I'm near sighted, so I wear contact lenses most of the time, but will occassionally switch to my glasses, which I always keep in a case in my room.
I love music. Although I am not a great singer, I play the ukulele, guitar, synthesizer, I beatbox, and I play piano. When I sing I can hit the notes all right, but my tone is mediocre, at best.
I am a hopeless romantic. I believe in chivalry and I truly love seeing women smile. Seeing people sleep around just for the sake of a good time bother me, and although it bothers me that my sister has taken to that sort of lifestyle, the guys who are encouraging it bother me more than her behavior does. She doesn't throw it in my face, though, which is good.
PS: Did you know under the character I’m Arisa_Howl?
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 12:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 12:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 7:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2012 5:18 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 9:38 pm
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♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ Daniel and Eleanor Lerner ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
“What do you say? Meet back up here at lunch?" “Definitely.” So the plan was set. They would start their careers at Valencia off with a bang and pull the prank that afternoon. "Then lunchtime shall commence the chaos. Such glorious chaos. Well... for one guy, at least." The comment made her almost shiver with excitement and she couldn't help but smile. That is, before she realized how long her brother had been gone and she texted him. He didn't seem to mind and brushed off the comment easily. When Ellie looked over to the other crowded tables, she turned to Yang in hopes of shedding some light on who they were. He seemed to know just about as much as her, shrugging unknowingly. However, when he added, "But I do know you don't want to piss off the black-winged guy. Yoru, I think he's called. His family is known for crazy, and not the good kind," she wasn't really worried. Hardly anything truly scared her, simply because she didn't care enough to let fear stop her from doing things. Her brother would probably freak out about him later, but for now she wasn't really concerned. After taking one last bite, she saw Yang give her a wave before he headed off to classes and she returned her plates before doing the same.
Daniel, on the other hand, was quite successful in befriending the group with his polite charm and Dexter and Tyler seemed to warm to him instantly. Cyrus recognized him, although the ghost seemed caught off guard when Dani showed up at the table. Probably because of the subject matter they had just been discussing. He had heard Asthore's name thrown around once or twice already, so he could easily draw his own conclusions. And then the voice had gone off in his head, practically giving him a heart attack. Dani had his momentary panic attack, which seemed to amuse the others to an extent. Dexter explained, with a mix what seemed like brotherly amusement and an apology. "Sorry about that,but that's just how Yorukage speaks to people." That was a new one. Was that just a trait of his species? Daniel honestly had no idea what Yoru was, so he didn't even venture a guess for that one. Tyler chimed in, answering the questions he was thinking about.
"He can't talk so he uses telepathy." Oh, that made sense. So he was mute and used telepathy to communicate? It seemed pretty practical...But it was freaky as hell. Daniel didn't want to be impolite, but he also wasn't sure how long he would be able to handle having a voice inside his mind that wasn't his own. He didn't seem to be the only one who was somewhat disturbed by it, though, because right after Tyler and Dexter's explanation, they got into a friendly argument with the black-winged boy about the situation.
After Daniel introduced himself and pointed out Ellie, everyone's eyes at the table moved away from him and focused on his beautiful younger sister. Instantly, Dexter said, "She seems nice!" "Pretty cute too." Daniel definitely agreeing with both comments. "Yeah, definitely. She can come off pretty strong, but she's amazing. An' she's always looking for guys to spend her time with, so Tyler, if you ever want to talk to her, just let me know." Daniel threw out the offer, hoping that maybe he could set her up with someone nice. Granted, he didn't know Tyler well, but at this current moment in time, he seemed like a better option than Yang. "I wish she would dress up a little more, though. She's truly stunning when she wants to be."
Daniel then turned back to his new friends and took a stab at their races. He got Tyler's spot on, but he was far off for one of the guesses and Dexter instantly let him know about his error. "A harpy? Me? No,no,no! I'm nowhere near violent or skilled in combat enough to be a harpy!"
"Not to mention as horny in public as some harpies we all know." Tyler added and the blonde looked offended by the comment. Daniel wasn't sure what he was referring to, but couldn't help but laugh at the bluntness.
"Dude!"
"It's true and you know it-practically everyone in school knows about you two by now!" Ahhh, so it was a girlfriend. He definitely didn't seem like he was gay, so...Dexter was dating a horny harpy? The mental image was amusing and Daniel couldn't help but hope that he could see them together sometime. Dexter and Tyler went off at each other for a moment before Cyrus and Dexter turned their attention back to the guessing game. As soon as Daniel found out about what he was, his jaw dropped for a moment. An angel...? So he had actually seen the heavens? That was pretty cool just to think about. Daniel tried not to think about the less optimistic side of the spectrum, that Dexter had been forced to experience the agony of death, but he was back here among the living, so...That was a good thing, he supposed. And he could have been worse off. He has wings, where he could have had his soul torn from his body, like poor Cyrus...
"Sorry for scaring you like that, but I hope you can get used to it. As for what I am...I would hope you could guess, but I will tell you that I am neither an angel nor a harpy," Yoru added, and something about the comment put Daniel off. Not only did he not like this guys voice in his head, but something about him just came off as a little too...Self involved. He definitely had a bit of a superiority complex, whether he knew it or not. Instead of guessing about what Yoru was, he looked to Dexter and said, "I've picked up a few things about other breeds and races over the years from my parents, but like I said, I'm still rather naive. I hope you'll forgive the mix-up." Then, Daniel felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, looking to it to see a few missed texts from Ellie along with the time, showing that class was about to start. "Well, it was great meeting you. I'll catch up with you guys later," Daniel said his goodbye with a friendly grin before excusing himself and meeting Ellie outside the classroom, heading into class together.
The classes passed on like yesterday. Daniel took vigorous notes while Ellie dozed off. Ellie hadn't even realized it before, but now that she had been on campus for a day, she was beginning to see some faces around campus quite a lot, including the faces of a few of the people from the cafeteria. Yang, as it appeared, was in her Fantastical History class as well as Chemistry, but they already had assigned seating, so she couldn't sneak over to try and plot with him during class. Plus, he had seemed a little concerned about actually making his classes and succeeding in them. If he really cared that much, she wouldn't distract him. Instead, she doodled in her own notebook class after class, switching between making pointless drawings to writing out detailed scripts, bored of the professors already. Daniel tried paying extra attention in Fantastical History and Myth and Lore, hoping to learn more about famous greats from the different races over the years. The more he knew, the better off he would be in a place like this.
In combat, Daniel ended up fighting for the first time, and since he had never fought in his life, he had his a** handed to him. He didn't even put up a good fight and look somewhat valiant in his attempt. No, instead he was put head-to-head with a vampire two years ahead of him and the entire class watched as he was thrown left and right. Daniel had played lacrosse and football before, but his muscles from sports were absolutely no help when it came to fighting in the arena. These people were stronger than navy seals. They were beautiful teens and humanoids with superpowers and alien-like skill. He was the main character of Sky High, only he wouldn't have superpowers awaken at the last second of the movie. He was the loser kid who didn't even have any powers. He'd been hoping to learn how to defend himself and Ellie, but after his first humiliating defeat, he left the fight not only covered in bruises and scrapes, but at first the vampire had been going full force, so he was sure that he had a few broken...Somethings. Honestly, he hurt all over and was sent to the infirmary. He didn't have a good fighting stance, a good uppercut, nothing. He just hoped he could walk out still standing tomorrow. With a hall pass and a sigh as the lunch bell rang, Daniel made his way slowly across campus, limping as he went to get an ice pack or something for his split lip, black eye, and what felt like a sprained ankle.
As soon as classes were over for Ellie, she made a mad dash to the cafeteria, dodging past several people who stared at her in confusion as she passed. Once she reached the cafeteria, Yang was back in his usual place and she darted over. Placing one hand on the table and one on her hip, her hair falling over her shoulders, Ellie grinned at Yang deviously. "You ready for this?" She asked quickly, ready to skip lunch. Food could wait. Right now, that had a mission to pull.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:30 pm
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Ｅｌｅａｎｏｒ "Ａｃｅ" Ｌｅｒｎｅｒ
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Kirk seemed incredibly excited and flattered when Ellie offered him the “pina colada”. In fact, the way that he said “For ME?!” reminded Ellie of Emperor Kuzco from the Emperor’s New Groove and she couldn’t help but laugh. She tried holding it in, but instead it came out as a not-so-graceful snort, which made her want to laugh even harder and she had to purse her lips as her entire body shook from glee. Kirk took her hands and put them to his lips, drinking as much as he could and Ellie doing her best to not let it fall between her fingers. Suddenly, Kirk started swaying and his eyes spun around before finally landing somewhere around Ellie’s general figure. His pupils were haywire and dilated to the extreme, the whites of his eyes completely bloodshot. ”Is this what it’s like to be a unicorn, pretty lady? P--pretty lady?” A unicorn? That made Ellie freeze and her head whipped around to Yang. “What?” ”Wow! You’re gorgeous, lady.” “Thank you, sweetie.” Ellie turned back to Kirk, standing and kissing him on the head before patting his head like he was a little kid. Then, she sauntered over to Yang and stood beside him, staring at her hands which still had a little cucumber juice on them. ”Well dang, fish man you aren’t half bad as a unicorn.” Then, Kirk crawled a few feet and began flailing his limbs through the air, rolling around in the sand that stuck to his hair and skin before making very loud horse noises. For a moment, she had been frozen in shock, just taking it in, but as soon as he started rolling around in the sand Ellie burst out laughing, falling backwards onto her butt and sitting beside her merman friend, kicking her legs up and down excitedly and holding her sides, leaning over as she did so. “Yang, what the hell does that stuff do to you?! He’s seeing unicorns!!!” She hadn’t laughed so hard in weeks.
Hm…If a high dosage of that stuff made you see unicorns…One drop would just make you really happy, right? Ellie stared at her hands, still laughing all the while, and then found herself considering taking a drop. She had been meaning to get high for days with her brother. She was long since overdue from having a good trip. If it was safe, and she was with a friend, then…Why the hell not? A large part of her was telling her that she probably shouldn’t do it, but now that Kirk was on the stuff and rolling through the sand, having the time of his life, she was so goddamn curious. What was it like…?
“Yang…What would happen if you, say, hypothetically, just took a drop or two of the juice? Would it just get you high or would you still see s**t?” She emphasized everything in the sentence by holding out many of the tones to get across the message that she was ACTUALLY talking about if they were to do the drug right now. While Ellie was a HUGE fan of smoking weed and feeling happy, she was scared of the idea of having hallucinations. As much as feeling good was great, the idea of seeing a world that wasn’t actually real freaked her out. She had no idea why, but…She had just never been a huge fan of the concept. Ellie liked being in control of her own thoughts. The idea that someone or something else might take over and make her see or do things she couldn’t control was scary.
Their perfect moment, unfortunately, was interrupted when a girl waved her hands wildly through the air and intruded their time. She was like a little kid. As soon as her eyes set themselves on Yang, she leapt into the sand next to him and focused on nothing else. The girl made noises that sounded like a dolphin and her face moved with the boring, prying look of a twelve year old. She was probably considerably older, but Ellie was already annoyed with this girl. She had interrupted hers and Yang’s escapades. She didn’t even consider tripping around strangers, so that option was out. So much for that. They couldn’t get this girl high, either, so there was no value of using her as a specimen. She was just there. Ellie ignored the girl and instead watched Kirk rolling through the sand, trying to distract herself.
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