High School for the irregular: Arwen High~ RP~ Players needed! See Staff Notes in the "Rules"

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Name: Rin
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Race: Dryas
Crush:None
Student or Teacher: Student
History(optional): Had a horrible childhood. He learned how to cook, which became his natural talent.
Personality: Immature, headstrong, supportive, protective, kind-hearted, and clueless at times.
Pic/Appearance:He has messy, dark blue hair that sweeps down in his pale skin and intense blue eyes.
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Username: LittleBrownie
Other: The Hunger Games
(c'mon don't you have to make Yukio too?)
(I just started watching it hehehehe)
 
((@LittleBrownie *looks at location* Do you watch Markiplier?))

((@kyda13 yeah I know))

Jonathan looked at his class, worried. He didn't want the staff to be hurt, but his main priority was to his students; he couldn't lead them into danger. Going into his bottom drawer, he entered a password into an almost unnoticeable keypad, revealing a false bottom. Inside this he kept a small handgun for use in case if anything like this were to happen. He slipped it out and into his pocket, closing the drawer. He glanced furtively at the door.

Once continued his sketch, until it became as if you were looking right at that woman. One of the other boys, maybe to relieve his own tension, snatched his notepad. "Oh what's this? Little Once has drawn another pretty picture. You know why they named you Once? Because you were a mistake that they would only make once." He started flipping through his sketches, tearing them out of his notebook. It was obvious from his expression that this was hurting him really hard, but he couldn't do anything but watch; he couldn't stand up to them. The tearing of papers could be heard audibly through the classroom.
 
((@LittleBrownie *looks at location* Do you watch Markiplier?))

((@kyda13 yeah I know))

Jonathan looked at his class, worried. He didn't want the staff to be hurt, but his main priority was to his students; he couldn't lead them into danger. Going into his bottom drawer, he entered a password into an almost unnoticeable keypad, revealing a false bottom. Inside this he kept a small handgun for use in case if anything like this were to happen. He slipped it out and into his pocket, closing the drawer. He glanced furtively at the door.

Once continued his sketch, until it became as if you were looking right at that woman. One of the other boys, maybe to relieve his own tension, snatched his notepad. "Oh what's this? Little Once has drawn another pretty picture. You know why they named you Once? Because you were a mistake that they would only make once." He started flipping through his sketches, tearing them out of his notebook. It was obvious from his expression that this was hurting him really hard, but he couldn't do anything but watch; he couldn't stand up to them. The tearing of papers could be heard audibly through the classroom.
(Yes I do <3)
 
Saphira threw the book back into the desk and growled.She would not be going down without a fight she walked up to the classroom door and unbolted the door and opened it wide and said,"I will not sit here and be told what's going on through an intercom maybe you would like that but I disagree."Saphira pulled the switchblade knife out of her pocket and held it tight she peeked out into the hall way.

(Same classroom Kyler and the others are.)
 
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