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Important - RP Guidelines - Apparently few bother to read this crap
This is an open RP of a simple modern high school life RP. No magic, some fights, some romance. No need to ask to join, just write a post in character as a student, teacher, parent, whatever. You can write as many characters as you want. All I ask is you write more than a sentence and respect the parameters of the RP. being this didn`'t happen and the one-line taggers jumped straight in and started poor grammer one line asterik-speak and OOC in thread. This RP is dead to me Do whatever you want with it.


Click Here for the Oakwood High OOC discussion thread which most ignored and OOC'd in the game thread..

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This would be Olekat’s third year in Oakwood High, and yet her social life was nearly nonexistent. What made things worse was over the summer her closest friend had...moved.

Her heels clicked across the concrete as she walked. Olekat was dressed in pastels—a simple white blouse, a pale pink cocktail-length wrap skirt, and baby blue wedge heels that elevated her height by one inch. A purse was slung over one shoulder.

School always seemed to bring her misery or humiliation but her partners were unwilling to hire a private tutor. Olekat privately still held out hope for dropping out, but she knew her parents would never approve and she could not face that...under her current circumstances.

Olekat took in a deep breath, put on a brave face, and stepped into the school grounds.

For Ryku...Well...He has only been here for around half the school year last year so he hasn't made any friends...and is still trying to remember everyones name.. And tomorrow...Is the first day of school so...He hopes to make friends before he goes to collage unless his friends go to his collage. But back to Ryku...Ryku usually wears pretty dark clothing and he is very shy, He has a scar across his left eye because...well...most likely he will tell you more about his background at High School*

Angelo woke up to the sun filtering in through his dark room. He groaned and slowly sat up, his head pounded, and he felt like he wanted to vomit. He had went out partying last night and hadn't gotten home until 2 am. His eyes shown just how tired he really was as well.

The teen rolled out of bed and stretched out his arms as he slowly stood up, his warm feet hitting the cold hard wood floor, causing him to shiver. He sighed as he quickly went to the bathroom and turned on the steaming hot shower. He stripped and stepped in, washing his hair and body quickly before rinsing off and turning thr water off and grabbing his towel. He dried off quickly, dressed, brushed his teeth and his hair before grabbing his keys and wallet and heading out to his car.

He arrived not too much later at Oakwood high. He was now a senior, only one more year left until he was done. Then he had to figure out weather it was collage or the army after. He parked his subaru WRX before getting out and heading inside for orientation.


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Emerald was already at the school. She was in the bathroom doing her makeup. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She was only a junior, and this whole school thing was killing her. Or at least it felt like it.

She for sure was not ready for this year to start. She hated being bullied by all the other richer, or prettier girls. She quickly did her mascara before rolling some lipstick on and moving the black hair from her blue eyes. "You've got this girl...." She mumbled to her reflection.


((These characters profiles say their ages are older, but they are both 17 and 16!

Steve woke up late and didn't really put much effort in his appearance. He showered and threw on a plain white t-shirt with his worn blue jeans and his sketchers. He grabbed a worn red flannel shirt and put it on, leaving it open. He needed something to ward off the early Autumn chill that had settled in overnight. He came out to the kitchen and grabebd a muffin and devoured it over the sink so he didn't have to clean up.

"You get to registration and get those classes you need." his mom said coming into the kitchen. "And comb your hair!" She patted the cowlick he had down but it kept popping up. "Aw ma, it's just registration. I do get to show some freshmen around as orientation, but it's all good. I'm gone, see you later ma." he said as he grabbed the keys to his car. Steve had an immaculatly restored vintage 1970 GTO he worked on with his dad and uncle. He loved old cars. He was rather bright with Mechanics. It was probably why he got A's in shop class the last couple years.

He set off toward the school, taking his time. He was about a mile away when he saw a girl walking along the road. He slowed as he approached. She was in rocker attire and enjoyed watching her jeans pockets move while she walked. There was nobody behind him so he came to a near stop and rolled his window down. "You heading to Oakwood? Need a ride?" he asked, not recognizing the girl when she looked over to him.

Jessica could hear the rumble of the car coming from behind her. She expected it to fly on by. But when she heard it downshift, she tensed. 'Be aware Jesse' she told herself in her head. When it rumbled up in an idle she didn't look, but when she heard his voice, she glared at him. He looked harmless enough, but she wasn't going to get into a car with a stranger.

"No thanks, I'm fine walking. Nice car by the way." she said as she turned to watche where she was stepping. The sidewalk was fair, but it had raised where some big trees had grown and she didn't want to trip.

((Hey sorry about starting the school thing....I misunderstood so I am restarting so I am going to orientation day...Srry about that...))

Soft red locks shine in the sunshine as Olivia sits behind the wheel of her Chevy Malibu, the red paint on its exterior a perfect match for the young woman's hair. This was it, her senior year. The year before was supposed to be her last year but thanks to circumstances in third grade she was destined to graduate with those a year her junior.

It was great to have school start up again, great to see the friends that had gone on vacation and great to see her favorite teachers again. But seeing Garret, her ex-boyfriend wouldn't be. He had broken her heart and it still hadn't healed. But he wasn't important, she'd have to be strong and ignore him, move on with her life. She needed to focus on her studies anyway.

The drive to the school was finally over as she pulls into the parking lot and chooses a spot near the back, parking the car and shutting it off before stepping out, her white converse shoes paired with dark wash jeans, a white t-shirt, and a jean kacket. Pocketing her keys she begins towards the school, her long hair flowing behind her. She was early, almost always was.

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Angelo woke up to the sun filtering in through his dark room. He groaned and slowly sat up, his head pounded, and he felt like he wanted to vomit. He had went out partying last night and hadn't gotten home until 2 am. His eyes shown just how tired he really was as well.

The teen rolled out of bed and stretched out his arms as he slowly stood up, his warm feet hitting the cold hard wood floor, causing him to shiver. He sighed as he quickly went to the bathroom and turned on the steaming hot shower. He stripped and stepped in, washing his hair and body quickly before rinsing off and turning thr water off and grabbing his towel. He dried off quickly, dressed, brushed his teeth and his hair before grabbing his keys and wallet and heading out to his car.

He arrived not too much later at Oakwood high. He was now a senior, only one more year left until he was done. Then he had to figure out weather it was collage or the army after. He parked his subaru WRX before getting out and heading inside for orientation.


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Emerald was already at the school. She was in the bathroom doing her makeup. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and sighed. She was only a junior, and this whole school thing was killing her. Or at least it felt like it.

She for sure was not ready for this year to start. She hated being bullied by all the other richer, or prettier girls. She quickly did her mascara before rolling some lipstick on and moving the black hair from her blue eyes. "You've got this girl...." She mumbled to her reflection.


((These characters profiles say their ages are older, but they are both 17 and 16!

Olekat cracked open the bathroom door. Her gaze fell on the onto the other occupant, a pretty girl with long dark hair, a little shorter than her.

Olekat hesitated for a moment—would it be weird if she left? Had the other girl already noticed her?—before stepping inside the bathroom and taking a place in front of the sink to the right of Emerald, facing the mirror. She opened her purse and produced a tube of rose-pink lipstick from. She ran it along her inner lip with a steady, practiced hand. It was a stupid little ritual—she liked putting on her makeup when she was already at school, if possible.

Ryku was walking up to school so he could get his Id....And also so he could sign up for his classes...After awhile when he got to school he noticed there was already cars here and people already signing up so he hurried to the line and waited until it was his turn*

Emerald looked at olekat as she stepped up to the sink next to the one Emerald was at. She smiled kindly before glancing back at her image and applying just a tiny bit of blush. "Hello.." She said softly as she looked back over at her. "How are you?" She asked kindly before turning on the water and washing her hands.

“I’m good,” Olekat said briefly. She vaguely recognized Emerald, from that they were both something of social outcasts, although Kat’s isolation was something of her own design, and Emerald’s seemed to be forced upon her. She replaced the lipstick and brought out a mascara brush. “And you?” It would be nice to carry on a conversation with another human being that wasn’t a member of her family.

“Ok, see you at school then.” Steve said to her as he let the clutch out and revved the V8. A car was coming up behind him so he had to get going. When he arrived at the school parking lot, he backed in next to a red Chevy and got out. There was time enough to loiter before going to get his class list and ID photos. He looked around to see if any of his friends were around.

Jeff and Dave were smoking a joint by the pine tree and he gave them a wave. He was looking for Scarlett, wondering if she would be in school this year. He picked up a dropped oen and put it in chest pocket of his flannel shirt and started walking over to where registration was taking place.

Steve knew he had to take a language class and a government class. He also had to pass them both to graduate. He ended up getting those classes for first and second. The rest were P.E., Mechanics, and Living Arts. If he could get through the first two periods each day, he had an easy schedule. He then went and got in line for the student ID photos.

When it is Ryku's turn to get his Id and schedule...He look at the large croud of people having there schedule and decided not to ask if they had the same schedules so he just quickly looked at all the people and what they looked like* "Man...There is a lot of people that go to this school, there is some faces I dont recognize from last year so maybe they are knew..?" *He then thinks about if he will actually grow a friendship with any of them or if he will be alone like every other school he has been too*

It didn't take long for Olivia to register, only three classes that she rely needed in order to be eligible for graduation. Though she had missed a large chunk of class time those years ago in elementary school, she had caught up well, buckling down hard on her schoolwork. Sure that didn't leave much room for friendships but she made it work, making sure to set time aside for those people. Now that she had fewer classes and more free time so hopefully that meant more time to hang out with those she considered close.

Class registration went smoothly, as did her pictures, making sure that they had gotten a good one before giving the photographer a smile and moving off, pulling her phone out of her back pocket. Erica, her best friend, had texted and wanted to meet her before school and she was slowly walking while typing out her reply. But halfway through she knocks arms with someone, her phone tumbling as she fumbles for it before it makes it's landing face down with a smack on the floor.

She cringes, a bit afraid that it had cracked as she squats down to retrieve it, fingers curling cautiously around it and lifting to find the screen unscathed. Thank god. "I'm really sorry about that..." she says sheepishly, looking upward to meet the face of the person she had bumped into.

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