HoC Goes Highschool! Private RP.
Please Note: You can only join if you’ve also RPed in Howl of The Canine. Otherwise, no dice. You’re not getting in.
The school is Garshama Academy, also known as Experiment House. It’s not as fancy as the name suggests, but it is known for being a good school. It’s also exclusively a boarding school, even if you just live up the road.
The city is kind of under a mild martial law, in that the commander of the army is also the mayor.
It’s also a kind of messed-up city. Loads of whacko cults and things, so you can all have fun!
In Garshama, schools like the Academy are pretty rare, and due to many folks being paranoid some think that the whole place is a sort of military cover and is kidnapping children for nefarious means.
This is complete bull, but there is a grain of truth.
Kids from the Academy and surrounding schools are going missing, one or two every month. They turn up again weeks later, or not all, but they’re very strange. People that were outgoing and friendly are now reclusive, shy and nervous, while withdrawn people are now hyperactive and off the wall.
The city government won’t do anything, the other schools can’t. But the Academy is ran by an extremely odd woman named Miss Emerald, and she’s decided that her school, full of minds that work in new ways, is just the right thing to solve the whole affair.
This revelation is months away, but even now the pupils are getting restless. The principal is seen much for often than usual, and she seems to looking for someone. Some are nervous about this, while others just don’t care, most are simply curious.
For now, they have to deal with their own problems. The usual teenage dramas stop for no reason, not even impending wars. And there’s always the drama of did Celene really steal Michela’s boyfriend, or is Jacques really just a two-faced manwh*re(yes)?
There’s three main cliques within the school, Plastics, Canines, and Gearheads. Each of these groups is encouraged by the school council, has their own basketball team and cheerleaders, their own Discipline Committee, their own sides of the canteen, even their own areas within the Dorms.
So called because most of them are using little plastic cards just chock full of Daddy’s Money™. They’re the most powerful of the groups, taking up a third of the school population, and five ninths of all the resources it offers.
Most of the Plastics are simply sycophants rather then being truly nasty, but the ruling girls are either genuinely nasty b*tches or ambitious to the point of destructive apathy, or maybe even just unaware of the negative side of what they do. These are known as the Queen Bees.
The guys are either meatheads, mere muscle to cover for the girls, or that type of fella that speaks in an English accent when he’s from New York and still thinks girls should wear corsets and call them ‘sir’.
They hang out in the grassy area of the school yard, or the basketball court.
The Canines are named that because the person who created them was know as Mongrel to the Plastics. They’re the second most powerful clique, using three ninths of the school resources. There are three ‘packs’ within the Canines, Vulpine, Lycaon and Lupine. This was done to further the whole Canine idea. There’s no set personality for any of them, though alike minds do flock together.
They’re generally the loners and middle to working class students.
They bear a long-standing resentment to the Plastics, because they think that the Plastics get everything easy. In return, the Plastics think they’re a bunch of no-good skangers.
Usually, Canines have destructive personalities or are somewhat antisocial. Of course, they can be happy and carefree.
They hang out behind the bike sheds or in small groups.
Gearheads-No parallel. Some can be Vigilantes though.
The smallest of all the groups, using a measly one ninth of resources. They generally keep to themselves, and are pretty secretive.
While the Gearheads seem to be the stereotypical nerds, they’re not. While some are quite ****y or LOTR fan geeks, others do work out.
The Gearheads have no malice to any group, but they wish the Plastic Jocks would quit watching so much teen drama and get over the whole Jock Vs Nerd thing.
They like the Canines more than the Plastics and will do favours for them at lesser price then the Plastics could hope to get. Sometimes they serve as go-betweens.
They hang out any old place.
It should be known that none of the above personality types are set not in stone, there is room for variation. Also, not everyone is in a clique.
As you come in the main gates, there’s a large tarmacadam yard with chain links fences. To the right of the yard are the bike sheds, to the left a grassy area and straight ahead the school building.
There’s paths around either side of the building, and these lead to the dorms straight ahead and basketball courts on the left. From there, you can also see the school for the kids to the right, and I can’t remember what that’s called apart from the Irish Primary or National School title.
The dorms are not segregated, but mixed ones, to a certain extent. A guy and a girl will not be put in a room together, ever, but they may have rooms next to each other.
Curriculum and Dorm Rules:
Each period lasts 35-40 minutes, there’s eight of them in a day, with a ten minute break after the first 20 classes and a hour long lunch after the next three. School starts at 9:40 and ends at 3:40.
After school there’s two hours and twenty minutes to spend free. At 6:00, every students must go to the dorms for an hour of study. After that there is free time until 9:00, but you have to stay on school grounds.
Weekends are free to wander the city, but only within a set area.
Most of the subjects, apart from Maths and Computers, are project-based.
If you're confused about anything, just ask.
As for sports, there’s no darned football team. There’s basketball, that’s it. The whole thing of calling rugby football and football soccer confuses me.
School Guidelines, as told by the principal:
1. Bullying will get punished if discovered. If you’re being bullied, tell the principal (Me). She(I) has(have) an open door policy.
2. Lights out at 10:00 weekdays, and 11:00. No excuses.
3. Good hygiene, mmkay? A full bath every three days, but don’t use all the hot water. Or the soap. You’re paying for it if you do.
4. Necessities are provided, however other items must be paid for out of your own pocket. No freebies. And no interest on loans!
5. If you have to have *ahem* relations, please use protection. I’m not paying for childcare. If you are up the duff, I happen to know the number of a clinic that can fix that.
6: All students are to have the following: Phone, headphones (MP3 player optional) and digital watch. We’ll pay, honest. Just not for the MP3 player.
7: While there may be no uniform, please try not to look like you’re walking the streets. It’s not pretty, and it’s not sexy. And if someone offers you twenty bucks for a bit of rough and tumble, not our fault.
8: The type of room you get in the dorms all depends on how much you’re willing to pay. If you don’t like it, then get out. kthnxbai.
1. PG-13 romance.
2. No Mary-Sues.
3. HoC Rpers ONLY.
4. All characters are about 15-17 and in Year 4.
5. No charrie limit.
6: Other standard rules.
Clique, if any:
Name: Aldo Carias.
Clique, if any: Canine - Vulpine.
Appearance: Dark reddish-brownish hair, tanned skin, green-gold eyes. Slim, average height.
Brief Background: Moved to Garshama when he was ten. Is a ward of the state, as both parents died in a fire. He’s very bitter over life, and hates most Plastics with a passion.
Name: Adin Carias.
Clique, if any: Canine - Vulpine.
Appearance: Dark reddish-brownish hair, tanned skin, green-gold eyes. Slim, petite.
Brief Background: Same as Aldo, except she’s not bitter at all. Adin’s more of a peacemaker, and kind of a loose woman. She’s nice to most people, as long as they’re nice to her.
It was Monday, and the start of the new school year. On first Mondays, it was a short day and class began at 2:00, to give everyone time to arrive and unpack.
Of course, some had not left the school at all over the summer, those being the wards of state.
One such ward was sitting on the dorm steps, checking out any good-looking fellas going past, “Ooh, hottie.”
“Adin, stop that.”
“Bwuh?” She raised her head to find her big brother standing over her. “I’m only looking, Aldi.”
“Don’t call me that. And stop it, surely there‘s something else to do.”
“Meanie.” Adin stuck out her tongue at him as she got up, “I’m bored of just looking anyway.” She trotted off.
Aldo rolled his eyes and sighed.
Name: Phelan Quinn
Clique, if any: Canine - Lupine
Appearance. Dark brown hair, grey eyes, average height. Pale, lanky.
Brief Background: Phelan lives in the town with his mother; he's never known his father as he was killed in a terrorist attack in the town they lived before. A bomb went off in the tube system, and several people as well as Phelan's father were killed. Phelan's mother was pregnant at the time; she moved to Garshama to escape negative memories. He's a loner, and doesn't really socialise very often; he belongs to the Canine clique, but mostly stays on the outskirts. He can be nasty to those he perceives as enemies, plus he finds it hard to trust people. He comes accross as aloof and distant to most people.
Name: Kasa Hinkley
Clique, if any: Plastics
Appearance. Long blonde hair, slightly wavy. Blue eyes, lightly tanned skin. She's fairly busty too, with big hips which she hates.
Brief Background: Kasa has lived all her life in the town. Her parents are rich and live in a sumptious house on the outskirts of town. She has always been spoiled rotten and given everything she could ever wish for, from the pony bought for her at the age of five to the car already bought for her sweet sixteenth birthday coming up soon. Kasa can be either sweet or spiteful, depending on how she rates a person. She's very manipulative, and often brags that she can make men do whatever she wants. Kasa is also a brat, and can be sulky if she doesn't get her own way.
Name: Rustem Todd
Clique, if any: None
Appearance. Jock type; broad shoulders and chest, tall, muscular. Black hair and blue eyes. Tanned.
Brief Background: Rustem, mostly called Rusty, is on the basketball team at school but plays football in his spare time. He has ambitions to get into college; certainly to become a professional sportsman. Rusty doesn't belong to any of the cliques; he finds the Plastics too vacuous and the Gearheads too boring, and knows full well that the Canines wouldn't want him around in any case. Rusty has a short temper, and can easily be provoked into a fight.
Aldo went inside.
Adin hopped down the steps cheerfully. It was only 11 o clock, which left her a good few hours to enjoy herself.
Name: Kaia Carter
Clique, if any: Canine - Lupine
Appearance: Naturally chubby (giving her quite some curves). She has dark brown hair and dull grey-ish eyes.
Brief Background: Kaia has always been shy and simple. Her parents died in a crash just the previous summer. She's a bit suspicious of others, worried that somehow she'll die too. She doesn't usually stand out, and doesn't try to anyway. She likes talking, but just not starting a conversation. She's desperate in love and thinks she's doomed to dying alone.
Kaia wasn't sure where her first class was, so she spent most of her time looking around and writing down the classroom numbers on a sheet of paper so she'd know for the rest of the year. She had been home schooled until this year.
Ooc: Hayley, in this everyone is human. The whole Canine thing is a school clique.
Rusty walked down the steps, yawning visibly. He was bored with this place, and it was only the start of the new term.
Ooc: Ah. I edited. XD
Kaia was walking up those same steps, wondering if she had a class on the top floor.
Adin bumped into Rusty, "Ooh, sorry!"
Rusty looked a bit annoyed at first, til he saw that the person who'd bumped into him was a pretty girl. "Don't worry about it."
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