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 Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 5:24 am
Name: Cam Hidden
Dorm#: Refuses to sleep indoors: Claims heat to be unbearable. Sleeps next to Janitorial Shed (hammock)
Subjects: Adv. Calculus, Weapons Training: Specialized, Writing: Novelist
Personality: Quiet, patient, and wise. Once Cam knows someone a little better he opens up and becomes very talkative. On the island because he has nowhere else to go, as his parents are both deceased.
Extremely patient and forgiving. Cam never losses his temper unless pushed to do so frequently. He has had two fights in his life. Both have ended in hospital trips, neither for him.
Interests: Cam enjoys meditation, writing, Music, and freinds. He also practices with his knives whenever he has a chance.
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Cam yawned and stretched, nearly falling from his hammock. He looked around. Stereo, laptop, fridge, clock, armch- Oh, CRAP, does that say 9:32!? Cam thought staring at his clock. Swearing groggily about the unreliability of machines, he pulled on some cloths and dashed to class. "Sorry I'm late, Mr. Libinowski, alarm clocks seem to have it in for me." Cam took a seat. He was the only one in the room besides some dork in the back, half asleep.
"Well Cam, I'm not suprised you woke up so late. You don't have classes till noon, if I'm not mistaken," Cam's teacher said. Mr. Libinowski was his Adv. Calc. teacher, and seemed permanently facinated with Cam. He had once taken him aside after a pop quiz was handing back and said to Cam "Listen. I know you're not cheating, because I've searched you a hundered times, and even had a few people watch you. But I have to know: How can you possibly pass this class? This stuff is College level, at least, and you're not even 15! Another thing, you can't possibly do doing this well on tests when you fail every peice of homework!" Mr. Libinowski had thrust a paper into Cam's face. It had a bright green 'A-' written across it. Nobody else in the classroom, including the seniors, had gotten better than a C+.
"Sorry sir. I just hate homework. I'll try harder." And with that Cam had left the room. Ever since then, Cam had never been questioned, bothered, or called on in class. They had an understanding: Cam did his tests fine, and could do whatever he wanted durring class.
Cam picked up his bag and walked tword the door. "Well, uh, Sir, I'll be going then. Thank you for your time." Cam rushed out the door, slightly embaressed. Oh well.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 8:14 pm
demonic_princess55 shibo36 demonic_princess55 khknight sweet_heart321 khknight -grabs bag- forget this there probably isnt even a teacher -leaves classroom- *grabs ur shoulder*no don't leave -stops- why? becuz we can still practice without the teacher fine -goes to closet and pulls out bass guitar- good i wanted to hear you play (sorry! ive been busy at high school) -plays quick riff-
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:11 pm
Name: Tara Shlitz
Dorm: girls C3
Subjects: writing, reading
Hobbies: riding horses
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Sarah looked at the school and groaned. "Another dumb school with even more dumb people!" She pulled her suitcases out of the trunk of the old station wagon. Grumbling the whole way she walked up the steps and into the building. Inside of the building was a moving current of students. From the gothics in black to the preppy cheerleaders in bright pink. "This is even worse than I thought!" she said. A person to her glanced her way and smirked.
"I can't believe their letting in hermits now!" she said and laughed. Pulling her hood lower she found her way into her dorm. Glancing around she almost screamed. She had roommates!! "This is going to be hell and back!" she groaned.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 11:51 am
Cam wandered around. Oh well. Almost lunch time.
Cam ate like an animal. Out of curiosity, he once broke into the pantry and stole a whole leg of lamb. He roasted it, and brought it in the next day. Cam had proceeded to place it on the table in the center of the caffiteria and eaten the entire leg, and licked the bone.
He wandered in. Nobody was here yet, but he grabbed a tray and went to the lunch line. The Lunch Lady, Dorris, made a face at him. She was smoking a ciggarett and didn't want to be bothered by things as trivial as her Job.
Cam ignored her and heaped monsterous helpings of everything onto his tray. He left and began to wander the hallways. He munched as he wandered, looking into classrooms as he went. There was a lot of people in there, he thought. Cam had very few freinds. He had a good time by himself. He would have welcomed any freinds gladly, but nobody wanted to talk to him.
Cam looked around. Shoot. The Girls Dorm. He'd never wandered around here much, for obvious reasons. He was a bit lost. He finished his tray and left it behind a trash bin and wandered about trying to find his way out.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 8:59 am
Name: Malada
Dorm#: 9
Subjets(3): Art, Biology, French
Bio: At age 3, her father left. At age 9, her mother died of the fever. She was taken in, but in duty, by her aunt. After her 13th birthday, she was bitten by a vampire. Ever since then, she was a half vampire. Her gwee, Smite, was an egg when he was found in front of a car's path. She saved Smite, and when he hatched Smite would not leave. She got expelled from her last school, for a crime she did not commit. Her aunt sent her to Dream Island, and she has been learning there ever since.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 9:31 am
Malada walked on to lunch. Her boots made large tracks of water. She twitched her tail. Yawning, she got into the lunch line. As a large, older child came in, she ignored them. The person pulled her tail. She hissed and swiped at the person. The lunch lady looked at her, "Heh, it's about time someone took care of him." She took her small helpings and walked on. She payed for her lunch. Her fangs glistened and she wandered off for some extra help on french.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 12:50 pm
Name: Cassandra
Dorm# 23
Subjets(3): Writing,history, witchcraft
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 12:55 pm
Cassandra woke up and looked outside. It was bright, much brighter than the potions room, and her eyes were no accustomed to the light. She noticed that it was 12:00, and she leaped out of bed. "OMIGOD! I slept through history! and it's time for lunch, o crap." She puts on her uniform with a disgusted "Ick". "At least the uniforms could be Jeans and a sweat shirt!" and walks out of dorm and out onto the lawn too go to lunch.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:40 pm
Cam bumped into a girl rushing on her way out. She was still wearing that disgusting looking uniform. "Hey, Miss, you really don't have to wear that thing. The worst you're gonna get is a detention, and they're funner than half the classes here." He sized her up as she paused to look at him.
((Not much of a description there for your character, miss smile ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:42 pm
((KK,sorriez)) eb right back, gotta go))
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 4:03 pm
Malada walked out of French, pulling her red hoodie over the soaking wet sweater she already had on. She started a sprint. Entering her dorm, she put Smite in his bed. She gave Clydsale fresh food and water, and put him in his cage. "Sorry boys, I'm off to biology lab," she whispered, placing a small bowl of food and milk down for her young dragon. She got her books and her materials from her bookshelf and ran off, locking her dorm room behind her.
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Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 10:23 pm
Name: Kia
Dorm# 150
Subjets(3): History, Art, French
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 9:26 am
description:black LONG hair, green eyes, 5'1".
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looked up at him "excuse me, but iff u don' tmind, but I am late for class if you would excse me!-" she ran past him, muttering under her breath, 'why does every1 have'ta interfere with me and my studies"?
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 9:46 am
goes back to talk to Cam
By the way, SIR, my classes are vmuch MORE fun than detention, and saying that, I bid you good day! I am late for my class!
Stalks past Cam and runs to class
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2006 11:03 am
Name:amy
Dorm#:23
Subjects(5):Combat,Math(gotta),witchcraft, cooking(if u can get it..), art.
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hey Cassandra..thx for lettin me in biggrin
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