KHInsider (Part 1): The Academy

[DarkHeart63]

I take it that this thread is now the OOC one for the RP itself?

[Blackest Night]

The RP itself does not exist.

[Dark_StarX]

Alright, the thread is re-opened. We can, or rather should, make this topic the OOC thread for the RP. I doubt very seriously that all of the people who signed up will remain though.

[stripes]

Name: Lyric Syms
Nickname: Stripes
Appearance: Lyric
Weapon: Her Katana
Rank: premium
Personality: Lyric is quiet and cold. She doesn't know how to say nice things, so she ends up saying something mean. She is really nice on the inside, but the things that come out her mouth mean nothing she feels. She tries to keep everyone away from her, and keeps to herself. She doesn't like it when people hang around her to much, cause she is afraid of getting to close to them, so she pushes them away.
Bio: Lyric grew up in a home where no one was around. She never had anybody to depend off of, and she could never trust anybody. She always chased off people that wanted to help her, for fear of being left. Lyric always blammed the mother she never knew, tearing up her photos when she was only five, kept a deep hatred for her mother. Her father, was set to be dead. Lyric holds one photo of him and that's all, her mother disappeared with the rest, when she up and left.

Now she lives in a bakery where she works in a small town. Even though she is only 17, she works harder then anyone she knows. One day she recived a letter to attend a school, at first she was skeptical of it, but staying at the bakery was not her life goal. She decided to take a chance and go.

[Jub Jub376]

Hope it's not too late to join.


Name: Reizon Loras
Nickname: Jub Jub

Appearance: White blond hair, slightly spiked, defying gravitational pull but not when someone yanks him down for doing something stupid. Light-blue eyes, and a tanned face; He wears a longsleeve black shirt, with a white t-shirt underneath, and a fanged silver choker around his neck; tan khaki cargo pants, black leather belt with a silver buckle, white ankle socks, and black shoes with white laces. Reizon is usually seen wearing his favorite black leather jacket, which he stuffs practically anything and everything in most of the time, and even has a pocket reserved for his little 3-inch tall stuffed squirrel he calls Jub Jub, thus earning his nickname; Stands at about 5'8, and is about 175 lbs of semi-muscle.

Weapon: His Sabre; wears it strapped over his back, black grip, silver hilt, tinted steel blade, and a hand-guard made into the hilt.
Rank: Regular

Personality: Reizon (or Jub Jub as he's called) is sometimes a funny idiot, but is usually calm and reserved, serious if he needs and knows to be. He isn't all that great about new places, and thinks his Jub Jub squirrel is real. (Go figure @_@) He's great at making new friends, and likes to hang outside, usually trying to feed his stuffed squirrel acorns. He's got a real temper problem, so push him enough and make crude jokes,and he's likely to tie you up in the top of a tree. He can get sad as well, and usually will shut himself off from everyone else, and he probably won't see the outside of his room for a few hours..or days. A psychiatrist's nightmare.

Bio: Reizon Loras was born to kind loving parents, and on his 3rd birthday they gave him the little (demonic) stuffed squirrel he soon named Jub Jub. He was running outside with it, playing with it, attempting to feed it acorns, the whole nine yards. Until that fateful night, when a burglar broke into their home, and slew Reizon's mother and father, when he was around the age of ten.

He, amid his tears after seeing his parent's corpses, took the sabre from over the fireplace and foudn the burglar attempting to walk out with his mother's jewelry. He gripped the curved weapon in his left hand, his Jub Jub squirrel in his right fist. The burglar died within the multiple stabs, and the social department soon transferred Reizon to his closest relatives, his aunt and uncle.

There he stayed, learning how to properly use his sabre, and spending time with his stuffed squirrel as he always had before. At the age of 18, his foster parents showed him the letter that had come in the local mail, and he accepted it, walking off with a gleam in his eyes and a spark in his steps

[BlackmageAp]

you both might as well start, for some reason not everyone is posting, so we could use more active people ^_^

[Endless Warrior Sora]

Wait, this RP started? When? How? What about we shouldn't start because Grandmaster Chris isn't here?

[BlackmageAp]

Read the rest of the thread please.