Rules: No killing, no weapons. Romance is fine, but nothing to serious. You dont have to go to class, but if u do; make it like in one or two post. Fighting is cool, long as u dont kill or serioulsy injure your fellow student.

The School itself: In few words, its futuristic. Automatied walkways and elevators, seeing how it is three stories high. Metal detectors keep any metal based weapon away and thermal and chemical based scaners keep away bombs and posion based weapons at bay.


Name: Bakura Senjo, (not bakura from yugioh)
Age:16
Gender:Male

Appearance: He is 6'00 foot tall, and has a medium built body with a light tan. His hair is a dull black, that stops halfway down his neck. His face looks like it was carved from angels; with perfectly centered eyes, nose and teeth. He has a noticeable ancient japanese symbol for wisdom and his neck, that can barely be seen behind his crusifex that hangs from a sterling silver chain. The most noticeable thing is his ocean blue eyes.

Clothes: He wears medium tight black leather jeans. He wear's a sleveless black muscle shirt, that exposes his arms and shoulder. His snakeskin boots, which are dyed a dark black; fit perfectly under his jeans. Metal bracers cover his wrist and half of his arm.

About: He was raised and born in London, England. He was raised to be a gentleman towards all females; and was raised with proper manners. Though he may dress like a goth; he is a nice guy at heart, who isnt afraid to fight when he has too.

*it will start when someone else post*

Name: Junsui Yakanushi
Age:16
Gender: Female

Appearance: Pale, never smiles, gives off the impression of being depressed. Blue eyes, 5' 5", long, black, straight hair (to the waist).

Clothes: very baggy, dark clothing with symbols such as skulls, crosses, etc.

About: quiet, sullen, thoughtful. not much is known about her. she keeps to herself and doesn't have any friends (or so it seems).


*and we're off, ladies and gentlemen*

"Mr. Senjo are you even listening to me?, MR. Senjo wake up now!!!!!", Mrs. Kinjo yelled at the top of her voice; her glasses becoming slightly asscew as she banged her pointer on Bakura's desk, automaticly waking him up from his dream; something about a weird looking ring that was glowing. "Obviously if i was sleeping, there is no possible way i could have heard you", Senjo said in a quiet and sarcastic voice; half of the class bust out laughing at Mrs. Kinjo's experssion.
"Thats the last straw, get out of my class; at this rate your going to fail this class", Mrs. Kinjo yelled as she walked back to the blackboard, as she tried to calm down.

"Then explain my 3.7", Sejno said in a calm and soft voice as he walked out of the classroom; catching the eyes of his fellow classmates; all of them fighting the urge to laugh, Senjo was always good for a laugh. The door closed behind him as he headed for the Coffee machine; halfway down the hall way, he needed something to drink.

Sitting in the very far corner of the classroom, no one noticed Junsui using her pen to carve a picture of a skull on her wooden desk.
A burst of laughter was heard and she looked up to see what was going on. Aparently, a student had fallen asleep again. Junsui shivered. She hated the sound of laughter from the horrid people she was ashamed to call her classmates. How she hated them all.
She put her head back to her desk and scraped away, unnoticed by anyone, just the way she liked it.

Bakura had gotten his coffee and was sitting down at the base of the staircase; enjoying the solitude of the empty hallway's. He had taken notice that Junsui hadnt laughed; once again. She never seemed to laugh; it was too bad, Bakura had tired again and again to get her to notice him; but so far it was to no avail, so far it seemed hopeless. "Maybe, im going about this the wrong way", bakura thought quietly to himself as he sat there drinking his coffee in medium sips, only taking breaks to breath.

One thing he would never understand is how girls thought; it was even a mystery that even Bakura couldnt notice; and he was supposed to be one of the smartest kids of his time. Bakura had to foucs on something of equal importance, how to get the homework assianment to the teacher without knowing what it was. He had noticed that she was doing the same old basics of physic's; so maybe he could ask someone for the homework; seeing how no matter what it was; he could do it within 10 minutes if he wanted to. When would Mrs. Kinjo learn no matter how many times he missed class, he still had a 3.7 GPA and always did his homework.

Junsui sighed as the bell rang, and, for the first time during that class, looked at the board to see what today's assignment was. Not that she cared, she wasn't going to do it. All the same, she squribbled the page number and section on a scrap of paper and headed out the door.
Just as she had suspected, the kid who got kicked out of class was sitting at the base of the staircase.
"Here", she mummbled, tossing the paper to him. She knew that he hadn't gotten the assignment, and she didn't really know why she was helping him. She couldn't even recall his name.
'There goes the high point of my day',she mutters to herself, and tromps off to art class.

Bakura didnt need to turn, his arm and wrist twisted around and caught the paper, wondering what it could be. Page: 114, 17-34, was all it said. This must have been the homework; which was kind of weird, why would she want to help him for?. All the same, he should atleast thank her; it was the least he could do anyways. Bakura shot up from where he was sitting, drank the last sip of his coffee and chunked into the trash, not caring wheather it got in or not.

'Hey Junsui, wait up for a second", Bakura yelled loud enough so she could hear him and hopefully stop to listen to him.

'Oh god...' she muttered, wondering what the hell she had gotten herself into. 'Why did I have to help him!? Why? Why couldn't I just stay outta it??'her mind screamed at her. How she hated social interaction of any kind.
All the same, she glanced at him, letting him know she was listening, but continued to walk at a more hurried pace.

Bakura slowed his pace, not wanting to look threating to her. "I just wanted to thank you; and ill see yah later", Bakura said in a soft voice as he turned around and slowly walked back to the staircase, his next class being down stairs. Why did she want to aviod him; he was trying to be nice to her.

....
Junsui bursts out laughing in the middle of the locker room, scaring quite a few people out of their wits who hadn't even noticed her before. She grabbed onto the nearest open locker door to support herself because she's laughing so hard.
It was weird. She had expected him to throw something at her, spit on her, or call her a freak or dyke just like everybody else did. But he didn't. He was being polite to her. And the thought of this was just hilarious.
Then as quickly as she had started, she stopped laughing and instantly reverted to her usual dark self, not noticing the weird looks and murmers she was getting.
It looked like today wouldn't be so bad after all.

Bakura had made it to his classroom, it would be another dull day of French 3; which would involve him getting all the right answers and him being called a nerd; which Bakura had enough for one day. He just decided to skip the class and just make it up later; none of the teachers seemed to mind if he missed a class now and then as long as he made it up and passed the test; which he always did.

He walked passed the classroom and went straight for one of the open tables in the cafe; the Sophmores where having their second lunch; and Bakura needed somewhere to sit just to think; so he got an empty table a little bit futher away from the others. "Why did she laugh at me?", Bakura thought to himself as he took out his novel he was reading, it was just some boring French Litature book they had to do for homework; he had read the book twice and made comments of the mistakes and wanted to point them out to the writer; well he would if he were still alive.

Her art teacher had let her go to the nurse when Junsui had claimed to have a killer headache. Of course, she didn't, she just wanted to get out of the classroom. She leaned against the vending machine, mind buzzing. Why on Earth was he nice to her? Hadn't he heard all the nasty rumors about her? Wasn't he part of one of the many groups that ganged up on her? It just felt weird, being talked to so politly. Perhaps she should thank him...
But he was in class now. 'Damn, I still don't even know his name', she murmured, bashing the vending machine with such force that serveral cokes gave way and shot out. Grabbing them up, she made her way to the librabry, her favorite place in the entire school. Perhaps she would play hookey for the day and just hide in there.

Bakura had longed finished the homework written on the ripped peice of paper and the French 3 homework; the sophmores had 20 minutes of lunch time left. Some times he thought he was too smart for his own good; but the mathmatics showed that he was just the right intetecial level; considering his parents and his family genes. Bakura had placed the stuff back into his backpack and was walking down the hallway when he spotted the vending machine had dents in it; even a free soda was left.

"Maybe today is my day; something went right atleast", Bakura said in a calm voice as he grabed the soda and drank it down qucikly. The question was, where to go now?; class had 20 minutes left. Bakura just decided to go stalk the hallways; mostly towards the next class. He had started down the hallway; when he spoted the prinicapl walking the hall; judging by speed and direction; he would be where Bakura stood in 2.45 minutes. So Bakura had one option; and that was to duck between the crack between the vending machine and wall; and lucky for him; it was a little wider than him, so it was a good fit. He had to wait for the prinipal to pass, other wise he would get busted.

Grabbing one of her usual dark poetry books, Junsui sat down at the farthest most isolated table in the library. Lunch would come around soon, and Junsui was greatful she had brought her lunch with her. She didn't fancy eating luch at her lone table again today. The kids often threw food at her. Hopefully she could get away eating in here if that wench of a librarian didn't catch her. Until then...
Junsui grabbed her sketchbook from her bag and began to draw furiously, sipping her soda secretly.

Bakura made a small mental laugh as the prinicpal walked right past him, humming to himself as he walked into the Cafe; not even hearing Bakura at all. It was quite sad, the prinicpal was the head of the school; and a 16 year old had out smarted him with ease, "oh well; i guess ill go do some reading in the library", Bakura thought to himself as he quietly walked to the Library.

The Libraian offered him a small smile as he walked in; he was always in here reading or studying. "Hello Mr. Senjo; the usual book for you?", she questioned in a quiet and professional voice as she held a old looking book; that Bakura always liked to read. "No thanks; ill just look around", Bakura said in a polite voice as he began looking down a shelf; his eyes quickly scanning each one; not wanting to miss a book.

I want in

Name:Toshiro Umezawa
Age:16
Gender:Male

Appearance : He has dark hair, which ususally looks wet. His eyes are almost a peaceful gray and he is silent and loved by most girls. He is very handsome. He wears a silver chain necklace with a silver ring with a red gem....his class ring from his old school

Clothes: He wears dark button-down shirts, ususally all black or black with dragonic or flame patterns with jeans and plain white tennis shoes. He wears the shirts buttoned to the mid chest, so the scar on his chest is partially exposed.

About; He was born in america, but moved to Japan. There he claimed to have trained with Sensei Hisoka, a martial arts and bushido master. He claims to be a samurai of modern times, but no one has seen him outside of school to prove this fact or fiction. His somber attitude makes him welcomed by all and adored by girls. He seems to be a loner though, like he is alone. He is a very well behaved gentleman, and will not hesitate to defend females and the weak. He plays Tenor Saxophone in the school's concert and jazz bands and Baritone in the school's marching band. He loves reading and wondering.

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Walking down the library, reading "Honor and Love: A Samurai's Code", he runs into Bakura.

"Oh, hello there Bakura. I'm sorry. I didnt see you. How are you doing?"

X_X, make an edit: where in the library.

Bakura wasnt suprised by the appearnce of Toshiro; his parents did say that his hearing was too good for him too and sometimes he belived that himself. "Im fine Toshiro; ah the Honor code of the Samurai; very interesting indeed", Bakura commented as he looked down at the title of the book. Bakura had said all this while still looking at the books; his conentration not being broken; even as he talked to his friend.

"What have you been up too?", Bakura questioned as he kept scanning the books; there had to be something that he hadnt read already.

ooc: Awright! New player!

Junsui sunk further in her seat and behind her book, now completely engulfed by her drawing. That's why she liked drawing, she could leave this world which she hated so much and enter her own.
Also, she really didn't want the Librarian to see her munching on chips as she drew. She hoped she wasn't chewing too loudly. She doubted it considering some people where having a conversation she couldn't make out not too far away.
"God, won't they shut up? I'm trying to concentrate!" she thought.

Bakura was about to give up, every book in here he had read at some point of his first year here. He had scanned the bookshelf twice and was making a third and final pass over; but knowing that there was nothing there new. "Hey Toshiro; can i borrow that when ur finished, im out of books to read", Bakura questioned as he looked around for an empty seat. He had just spotted Junsui; she was drawing, but he didnt want to bug her when she was busy.

Junsui glanced over her book to see who was talking. She was surprised to see that it was that boy, the one who had talked to her earlier that day. She sighed and looked at her drawing.
"WHAT THE HELL!?!?!" she screamed, jumping a yard in the air when she really saw what she had drawn for the first time. Before the librarian could bite her head off, she rammed all her stuff in her bag and ran out of the library, a look of horror on her face. She didn't even say sorry when she ran into Toshiro, making him drop his book.

Not all the inteligence in Bakura's head could explain what the hell just happened. "Sometimes Toshiro; i may be one of the smartest kids here; but that just made me so damn confused", Bakura said regaining his british accent. He looked at the table she was just sitting at, the chair was a few inches back and was laying on its back. The libraian looked #@)$&*%! off, she looked like she was about to explode. "its ok, maybe it was a bug or something", Bakura said flashing a weak smile, for once he was really confused.

Junsui finally stopped, panting slightly, once again, at the vending machine. She looked at her sketchbook again, just to make sure what she saw she had drawn hadn't been a figment of her imagination. Sure enough, there it was, a sketch (and a rather beautiful one at that) of the boy she had talked to earlier, looking exactly the way he had looked when he had told her thank you. She had drawn him without even realizing it.
"Why the hell did I draw you!?"she said aloud, tearing the picture out of her book, crumpling it up and tossing it in the direction of a nearby trashcan, not noticing if it went in or not.
She stomped off, dodging people left and right who were headed off to lunch. A poster on the wall caught her eye. "School party tonight!! Gym!!" is said. Junsui growled at it and hurried off to no where imparticular.

ooc: wow, 20 replies already >_<

Name: Kadrias Seraph (<- for those of you who are from YGOO, no, it has nothing to do with Aaron, I just can't think of a name at the moment)

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Has black hair, slightly longer than shoulders, about 6'0 tall, pale skin, black eyes. (that enough?o.o) One piercing on the left earlobe with a silver ring through it.

Clothes: Black all the way, usually a T shirt (plain) with a pair of black jeans (long, drags on floor when walking). Wears a silver necklace with an upsidedown cross hanging. Black sneakers.

About: Has little friends and doesn't like social interactions. Usually the one seen sitting in the corner of the classroom, doodling across the textbook, or sleeping. Has good grades. He keeps a blade on him at all times (I forgot what the material is called, but I remember surgical knives can pass through metal detectors, and that's the material the blade is made out of), rarely using it (the last time he used the blade he got kicked out of the school for seriously injuring a classmate).


Kadrius was sitting beside the vending machine (not visible unless you look around it) and heard a girl who seems to be very frustrated about something. As the girl stormed by, he noticed a very beautiful cross the girl has on her, and got up to follow (keeping his eyes on the cross, taking not much notice of the girl).

Bakura was certainly confused about what had just taken place. She had just looked at her drawing; yelled and looked like she had seen a ghost and ran out of there like she was possesed. After he had picked up Toshiro's book and but it on the nearest desk he walked out to where Junsui had been a second ago; Bakura had spotted the drawing she was so horrifed over; crumpled up and cast aside. He picked it up and uncrumpled it; and looked kind of shocked and flattered at the same time. It was a perfect drawing of him; when he had thanked her earlier.

Bakura had noticed Kadrias looking at Junsui; but under further inspection he was looking at her cross around her neck. "Hey Kadrias, have you seen Junsui around anywhere?", Bakura questioned as he looked around; having lost all sight of her for the moment.

"Yes, Bakura, in fact, I am just re readin it Here, take it, you'll find it interesting."

Hands Book to Bakura and looks at Junsui's drawing. *sighs*..."Right Then."

Toshiro walks begins walking to the School's Common's Area. "Oh and by the way, if you want you can just call me Toshi instead of Toshiro. It really doesnt matter to me."

He walks away.

Ooh! Can I join? Can I join?!

Name: Leslie Andrews
Age: 15
Gender: Female

Appearance: She's got tanned skin from the sun and red hair that she wears in a braid that goes down to her waist. She's got green eyes and wears glasses because she doesn't want to wear contacts, since they irritate her eyes.

Clothes: She wears denim bermuda shorts and a pink farmer's blouse. She wears black converse sneakers. Her ears aren't pierced, and she doesn't wear any makeup. She wears a silver charm bracelet with assorted charms: suns, moons, stars, a cross, a small alto saxophone, a piglet, a teddy bear, a German Shepherd, and a schnauzer. She wears a heart-shaped locket with a picture of her parents in the right side and her little brother who died of leukemia in the left side. She also wears assorted beads around her neck and a second charm bracelet, but only two charms are on it: a cross that says 'Jesus Loves Me' and a tiny homemade charm that says 'I Luv U' scribbled on it. She also wears a hearing aide as she is deaf.

About: Leslie is extremely smart and skipped a grade, now a sophmore in high school rather than a freshman. She is deaf and cannot hear due to an accident when she was 8, and because she cannot hear what she says, she cannot speak very fluently. She instead talks with her hands using sign language. She's not shy but not popular and open, either. She just sticks with her studies. Her little brother died of leukemia at the age of 6, when she was 13. She loved him very much but claims that he is her guardian angel and that he speaks to her. She says that he is always with her, and, because of that, she is happy. She learned how to play the alto saxphone before she was deaf and can still play it well, but is not allowed to play it in band or jazz band because she is deaf. She is also library aide and loves to spend a lot of time there. She is very friendly. She has an aide in classes that signs out the teacher's lessons.

Is that alright?

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Leslie was in the library, putting books on the shelves, part of her library aide duty. She didn't hear the commotion that had occured in the library earlier, but was mildly confused when she noticed the one girl jump out of her chair.

Kadrius jumped. He hadn't noticed Bakura, having been staring so intently at Junsui's cross.

"Wh- Oh. She is right in front of..." Kadrius turned and found that Junsui had gone. "..Er..She was right in front of me."

"Oh well its cool, i suppose ill find her sooner or later; see yah Kadrius", Bakura said in his semi-friendly british accent as he ran past Kadrius towards the gym doors. He had to find her, he need to know why he was staring at a picture of himself; and oddly enough why it didnt bother him at all. It was quite sad when he thought about it, he knew so much yet knew so little about girls; it just proved that he was brillent yet narrowed minded.

Junsui sat in the girls bathroom, bashing her head against the tile walls. It wasn't that she ahd fallen for him, oh no, far from that. But she couldn't figure out why her instinct had made her draw him. Oh well.
And then that kid started following her, what was up with that?
"Today is really f**ked up."Junsui muttered.
She nearly spit blood when she heard a swarm of girls (you know the type, giddy b!tches that think they're the hottest thing to hit, more commonly refered to as preps). Junsui sighed, pulling her legs up from view outside her stall. Looked like she would have to stay awhile if she didn't want to get spit on again.

Bakura had to find Junsui, he had to talk to her; but he didnt know how to get a hold of her long enough so he could. Why is she avoiding me?, is all Bakura could question in his head as he looked around; his eyes suddenly going to the girls bathroom. "of course; the only place she can totaly avoid me", Bakura said in an annoyed voice as he looked around making sure no one else heard him. "well she has to come out sooner or later", Bakura sighed as he fell down where he sat; sitting against the wall; waiting for her.

Kadrius followed after Bakura, as he was sure that he was off to find Junsui, who had the beautiful cross on her, which he wanted to have a closer look at. As Bakura sat down, Kadrius stopped and found a corner, sat down in it, and waited as well.

"I would hope that you Kandris do not seek Junsui for the same intention; other wise this is going to be very akward", Bakura said in his normal british accent as he looked across the hallway to the door to the girls bathroom, hoping Jinsui would come out sooner or later, he really needed to talk to her. Then again he hoped she would atleast stop long enough.

OOC: Sorry guys, I havent been too active with this RPG> I mean for two reasons

1 I have one last week of summer vacation and just what I want is more school already

2 I have been busy as hell with band camp.
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Toshi, who had already gotten another book to read, is reading the book out in the hall.

He again walks into Bakura.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that. We have stop running into each other....literally, that is! So, what are you doing.?"

Bakura points to the girl's bathroom. "Waiting for Junsui to get out her so i can talk to her; if she ever comes out that it is", Bakura said in a quiet voice as he looked up at the ceiling. "Curse the day that girls figured that they could go in there and avoid us", Bakura said as he looked at the girls bathroom enterance.

Junsui emerges from the bathroom, as depressed as ever, her hood up to shadow her face. She makes no attempt to avoid the 3 boys that have gathered around the entrance of the bathroom, even the one that she had drawn earlier because she didn't care anymore. She did, however, walk easily in the opposite direction.

Junsui had finally come out of the bathroom; finally Bakura thought as he ran till he was next to her. "Hey Junsui there is something i want to ask you", Bakura said in his nicest friendlist british accent as he looked at her; he really wished she'd hold still.

Kadrius got up and walked towards Junsui, focusing his eyes on her cross. Seeing the Bakura got there first, he waited.

"What?" Junsui grunted to Bakura, eying Kadrius suspiciously.
"And what do you want?" she asked, whipping around to look at Kadrius in the eye.

Toshi seemed to vanish. He is currently hiding in plain site. A skill he learned in Japan. "While two or more are conversing, simply hide slighly nearby, in plainsite, and you wont be seen."....the words of his Sensei.

He is "overhearing" the current conversation

"Cross." Was all Kadrius said as he continued to stare at the cross hanging from Junsui's neck.