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18 February 2008 @ 08:50 pm
Hi
I know this Journal is only for the RPG so Im sorry for posting this.
I overheard a few people talking about missing this RPG and maybe wanting to start it again so I was wondering if anyone wanted to start it up again?
Im sorry if im not supposed to post this here and if its not allowed I will totally delete it.
 
 
Current Location: My Room
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
Current Music: Popular - The Veronicas
 
 
22 January 2007 @ 08:18 pm
Who: The twins McPherson and whoever else is around...
When: Sometime between Monday and Friday
Where: The McPherson Abode
What: The twins (and co?) discuss the two parties
Rating: PG13

Caitlin sat at the kitchen table, examining a small piece of note paper. Written on it was everything that was needed for Friday night...pizza, videos, brownies, cookies, hummus (brought by Lily)...

It was going to be the best party ever. Just like the old days. As she scribbled the different kinds of soda they would need down on her list, she heard the door bang shut behind her. Turning to greet the newcomer, she grinned. "Hey..."


(Note: I'm thinking the only post really needed between the last ones and the parties is the one where Sam talks about having to crash the blondes party. Therefore, I present...that post)
 
 
20 December 2006 @ 12:24 am
Who: Izzy, Brooke, and eventually Nicole
When: Thursday after school
Where: The library
What: The results of academic probation
Rating: PG (probably for language)

Izzy walks into the library once the bell rings, sitting down at one the tables that isn't occupied. She sets down the stack of books she is carrying, not entirely sure which subject she is supposed to be covering today. She practically radiates nerves, while simultaneously seems to be trying to sink into her chair.

As is her habit, out comes the sketchbook, which she begins to sketch in. She also scans the room as she works, trying to spot the infamous McQueen.
 
 
18 December 2006 @ 02:12 pm
Who: Nicole, Izzy, and whoever
Where: The Hallway
When: In between class
What: A meeting of a different sort
Rating: PG?

Izzy makes her way quietly through the hallways, book bag slung over her shoulder, sketchbook in hand. Her mind is a little bit elsewhere as she navigates toward her next class, still somewhat amazed at having talked to two nice people today, as opposed to the none from the day before.
 
 
16 December 2006 @ 11:05 pm
Who: Izzy, Carmen, and whoever else
When: Tuesday, later on
Where: The Novak
What: Getting to know you... (or killing time)
Rating: PG (probably for language)

Izzy is sitting cross-legged on the tuffet, her sketchbook open and in her lap. She is taking a bit of time to relax, get away from the hustle and bustle of the hallways of people she doesn't really know. So, she sits and sketches.
 
 
 
13 December 2006 @ 09:52 am
Who: Cat, Evan, and Izzy
When: Tuesday, after lunch
Where: Art Class
What: Cat and Evan are in yet another class together...
Rating: PG (probably for language)


Evan walked into the art class with his bookbag slung over his shoulder. He was early for a change. He liked art and he'd had the same teacher last year for intro to art. There weren't many other people in the classroom yet. He figured that was because most of them were still in the cafeteria. He'd spent the lunch period out behind the gym with his friends and goofing off.

He took a seat and pulled out his sketch pad, intent on finishing the sketch he'd started in algebra. Somewhere in the distance, he heard the bell ring and students scrambling into the room. He felt more than saw the person sitting next to him. He didn't bother to look up until the person blocked his light. He found himself looking at his old friend Cat McPherson. Was she in this class? How had he not noticed that yesterday? Then he remembered why. Still he hadn't seen her since the period right before lunch, and she'd been distracted in biology.

"Hey, so we meet again," he said casually offering her a smile.
 
 
05 December 2006 @ 06:21 am
Who: Brooke and Nicole
When: After school, 4:30pm
Where: The Gym
What: The girls talk about their picks for the Glamazons
Rating: PG (probably for language)

Brooke walked back into the gym. Handing Nicole her diet soda, she sat down in the her seat. She looked at the pile of cheerleader applications and sighed. Tryouts had been grueling. There had certainly been more definitely nots than definitely and her cheeks hurt from having to play the good cop.

"Okay, so I made a list of definites, maybes, and definitely nots. I think we should start there," she said, turning to Nicole.
 
 
Current Location: Kennedy High's Gym
Current Mood: busybusy
Current Music: Jock Jams
 
 
04 December 2006 @ 07:27 pm
Who: Cat, Lily, and whoever (possibly Sam at one point)
When: After school, 4pm
Where: The hall near the locker room
What: Lacrosse boys in showers
Rating: PG

Shoving her hands in her pockets, Caitlin leaned back against the wall, waiting for Lily. Practice was just about to end and at any moment, twenty-five drop dead gorgeous lacrosse players were going to be parading past her and into the showers. Five minutes and counting.
 
 
02 December 2006 @ 08:36 pm
Who: Everyone
When: Lunchtime (still first day)
Where: The Cafeteria
What: The most important (social) meal of the day
Rating: PG/PG-13

Kennedy High's Cafeteria was nicer than most, but still at it's core, a cafeteria. Tables were scattered throughout the large room and windows lined several of the walls.

Along one side was the kitchen -- serving all kind of unrecognizable foods. Mac and...cheese? Beef Suprise. The kinds of food that made you wonder just how much the school was paying the health department to keep them away.
 
 
28 November 2006 @ 12:43 pm
*I decided the best way to do this was under the Mod name and to have everyone go from there...

Who: All Kennedy High students
When: Monday Morning
Where: The hallowed halls of Kennedy High
What: Chaos Abound
Rating: PG-13

Five minutes after the first wave of students arrived Monday morning, it was if they had never left. Posters appeared up on the wall, papers littered the ground, and the sound of teenagers screaming down the hall to one another was deafening.

This was the scene that greated our heroes (and antiheroes) as they arrived...