NationStates Jolt Archive

ooc what Lynion can't think of a new name
IC

Three soldiers with rifles on their backs enter the school one was carry a fold flag as they head to a drom room

OOC: Why would I need to think of a new name anyway?

ooc as it like you using the same amy thats why

OOC: Thats because she's going to another school.

OOC: Thats because she's going to another school.

ooc what?

OOC: Ok, I'll send someone just to make you happy.

Student Application
Full Name: Rebecca Julia Law
Home Nation: Imperial Kingdom of Lynion
Age: 16
Clubs to Join: none at the moment
Sports to Join: rugby
Physical Description: 5 foot 10, hazel eye colour, black skin, black hair, very fit,
Information & Traits: Rebecca is a friendly student who takes pride in her work. She is an extremely good student in Chemistry, Physics and Mathamtics
Bio: Rebecca came from a poor family that was adpoted by a richer family who supported them. Rebcca or Becky as her friends call her, tends to depend upon herself which can be a downside on her work and social skills.
Comments: None

Staff Application
Full Name: Phoneix 'Jonathan' Kingston
Home Nation: Imperial Kingdom of Lynion
Age: 26
Physical Description: 6 foot 4
Position: Chemistry, Physics and Maths teacher
Resume: Was a fighter pilot in his younger days in the Imperial Lynion Air Force. Decided to go into teaching and became an excellent teacher in Chemistry, Physics and Maths at Lynx Universtiy.
Information & Traits: High Degree in Chemistry and Physics. Degree in Mathamtices. He was a martial arts teacher which he did as a part time job
Bio: Phoneix Kingston or Jonathan as his friends call him, was an excellent fighter pilot from the age of 16 to the age of 26 when he went to part time while studing teaching courses. He doesn't talk much about his military career but tends to focus on everything thats in front of him.
Comments: He is an excellent teacher.

OOC: This has gone kinda boring now. Only Ixania & Lynion seem to still be posting.

OOC: That's because we're making interesting senarios. Why don't you think of something that could make it more interesting? Why not, all the students come back and a crazy muderer enters the ground and attempts to kill everyone? People just need something interesting to happen.

OOC: This has gone kinda boring now. Only Ixania & Lynion seem to still be posting.

OOC something they should be doing in another thread as it now no long got to do with the school, i have nothing,as Blade now at the Beach house with Mary for the school holidays

OOC: That's because we're making interesting senarios. Why don't you think of something that could make it more interesting? Why not, all the students come back and a crazy muderer enters the ground and attempts to kill everyone? People just need something interesting to happen.

OOC: Didn't that just happen?

"Ohh... sorry about that, I just had a bad egg. Tell me, what are the people like here?" asked Amy as she followed him.

"The people here are mostly tolerant and goodhearted albeit we have some bad apples here who spoil the bunch if you know what I mean. The teachers are relatively the same but you show be able to handle them. Just follow me and I'll take you around before we go to the first class of the day."

Constantine led Amy around the school with a smile on his face. "Here is the auditorium where musicials and speeches are held. Then there are the dorms and the classrooms. The bathrooms are easy to find so you need not worry. If you need anything, you can rely on me. I'd be more than happy to help you."

OOC: Didn't that just happen?

ooc yes

OOC: Imperial Isa, what's with the soldiers? If you're looking for Amy, she's in Lynion.

Ebony Clarke parked her car and took in a deep breath, her first placement since leaving teaching school, her stomach was aflutter with nerves and anxiety. She checked her phone and saw a text from her best friend Cally
your man is no good, I have just seen him with Eleanor - leave him Eb

Ebony slammed her wrist into the steering wheel, she was really in a bad mood now, nerves and anger werent good, she walked boldly into the school, taking a deep breath.

'Ebony Clarke...teacher of Sociology....' she said to the receptionist who kindly showed her to her classroom.

OOC: Imperial Isa, what's with the soldiers? If you're looking for Amy, she's in Lynion.

ooc they not look for her they getting Jim things,just not had time to do them carrying a box with the flag over it

After wondering around the campus and getting lost (like usual) Phoneix found the receptionist which was where he first started. He was finally lost and now, he couldn't find his way to anywhere except the receptionist.

"Hello, Jonathan Kingston," smiled Phoneix as he entered the receptionist. "I'm a little lost could you tell me where the dorms might be? Ohh hello,"

Ebony turned and saw another new teacher.
'hey, this is a pretty big place' she said, altering her map around.
'what do you teach?'

"I know, its bigger than where I was before," replied Jonathan as he looked around. "I teach Chemistry, Physic's and Maths. What about yourself?"

The lady behind the desk showed Phoneix where he was meant to go and where the dorms where.

OOC: Fair enough Imperial Isa.

'three subjects...thats pretty heavy! I do Sociology, that in itself is enough for me' she said smiled, her teeth ivory white, her hair chocolate brown with purple highlights running through it, she wasn't skinny, just a little curvy.

"Ahhh... I don't mind it, I need the extra money so I can get my comission when I go home," smiled Phoniex as he stood tall. His eye patch across his left eye was black was alive with the odd colour dot, his brown hair was tied back in a ponytail and his teeth was a whitish colour while keeping himself very physically fit.

Ebony was small, she looked up to him, intrigued by the eye-patch but didnt mention anything.
'Plus I am living here now, I have nowhere else to go'

"Ohh...sorry," replied Phoneix. "I didn't know about that. Have you ever travelled before?" finished Phoenix as he looked up from the map to the girl before glancing at the door.

Kamarov (http://scawley.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/ocelot.jpg) stepped inside the School. He rubbed his chin and ajusted his peaked army cap, before heading over to the reception desk, a bag in one hand.

'travelled alot, but I found out that my partner has been unfaithful, so I am moving in here, I might become a student counsellor'

Misty was looking around for the student from Ustio, she never got to chat with him.

"That sucks. I...I never found someone so I just focus on my work. Right, I better be off to my dorm now I found the blasted spot. See you around I suppose then,"

Phoenix picked up the map and found where the dorms were and started for the door as he noticed a student entering the room.

'travelled alot, but I found out that my partner has been unfaithful, so I am moving in here, I might become a student counsellor'

Misty was looking around for the student from Ustio, she never got to chat with him.

Jack and Alex were outside, as ever. Jack was fixing the car, and Alex (as ever) was not helping.

Alex leaned back in the drivers seat of the Mustang, newspaper on the wheel. He leant forward on the wheel sleepily, but was briskly awoke by a loud blast from the horn, a thud and the resultant profanities

Jack emerged from the bonnet, rubbing his head

"Not boring you, am I?" he asked, leaning on the door

"Huh, oh no. Thanks for asking though" smiled Alex

Jack smiled back sarcastically

"Hey, seen this?" said Alex, showing him the headline of the paper. In bold print it read:

"WAR! USTIAN FORCES BEGIN INVASION OF RYOU BLACK ISLANDS!"

Below was a picture of the UNS King Scott leaving port

Jack read it.

"Well" he said "It was going to happen sooner or later"

'sure' she said softly, she let him leave and found her way to her classroom, she would dump her belongings at lunch.

Misty wandered out and saw the two boys sorting the car, she wolfwhistled as she ran her hand over the smooth bonnet.
'gorgeous piece of kit' she said.
'whats wrong with it?' she asked rolling her sleeves up and putting her hands on her curvy waist, she was wearing white mini shorts and a green strap top which slightly revealed her mid-drift twinkling with a belly-button bar stud.

Misty wandered out and saw the two boys sorting the car, she wolfwhistled as she ran her hand over the smooth bonnet.
'gorgeous piece of kit' she said.
'whats wrong with it?' she asked rolling her sleeves up and putting her hands on her curvy waist, she was wearing white mini shorts and a green strap top which slightly revealed her mid-drift twinkling with a belly-button bar stud.

Jack looked up

"Oh, hi Misty" he smiled at her

"Well, ever since someone crashed it" he pointed at Alex, who mouthed 'What?' back at him

Alex stuck his head out of the window "I was merely looking for the CD player"

Jack looked back at him

"Yes" he said "But you were doing 140 in the wrong lane of the freeway at the time"

He turned back to Misty

"Anyway, since then i've been trying to keep it going. But now and then something falls off or breaks"

Alex piped up again

"Speaking of which, I don't think this is supposed to happen" he said, waving the rear view mirror at Jack.

the three soldiers walk back out with a box cover in the Imperial flag

"so what his dad say"asked one
"not much an i can Hear (http://www.projectdelta.net/the_huey.htm)our ride"said another bcak to him

"can't miss the J10 h (http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t69/zxc_047/Imperial%20MT%20Navy-Army-Air%20Forces/TheJ10Huey.jpg)uey beat"said the third looking up at the sky to find it

Misty smiled, she could see his muscles underneath his shirt and she bit her lip, she didnt know what he did to her, but she liked it, she had never had it before for anyone.

'well I grew up in a garage....if you need anything' she said, tucking her little fingers in her belt loops and resting a leg on the cars wheel arch.

Grabbing the mirror off Alex, he turned back to Misty and smiled again

"Thanks" he said to her (OOC: I was going to make a joke here about Jack calling Alex a tool or a spanner, but i decided against it)

Alex stuck his head out of the window again, a serious look on his face

"Jack" he said, pointing to the white haired man who had just stepped out of the school "What's he doing here?"

Jack turned to see who Alex was talking about. The white haired man walked closer to the car, and stopped just short of Jack.

He slowly raised his left hand to a salute. Jack quickly returned the salute, revealing a tatoo on the back of his left hand - "X-2".

The man dropped his hand to his side, and smiled

"Hello Jack" he said, his voice gruff and world weary.

"Hello Colonel" replied Jack "What are you doing here?"

"Command reassigned me here" he said, ajusting his cap

"But, don't you need written permission from the President to be reassigned from Bedivere Tower?" Jack asked him

"Yes, and he gave his permission" replied Kamarov "I'm here now, and i'm teaching Psychology"

"I'm here now, and i'm teaching Psychology"
OOC: A subject I study at college :D

Misty smiled at the Colonel, she sighed, she desperately wanted Jack to notice her, what did she have to do?

She sat down and laid on her back looking up at the clouds.

the J10 hover above the Car and the Three soldiers as it lower to land near by in a open space

'hell you think the Majors kid came back here'
"who knows "

Alex stepped out of the car

"Not quite as action packed as your previous jobs, eh Colonel?"

Kamarov looked past Jack to see Alex

"Oh, it's you" he said, a wry smile crossing his face "Enjoy your time over at Intelligence?"

he shrugged "Meh, it was kind of boring"

"Well, don't say I didn't warn you" Kamarov turned back to Jack "Jack, do you mind if we take a walk?"

Jack looked nervous "Uhh, sure Colonel" he replied "Alex, keep an eye on the car"

"Eh, sure" he said, closing the bonnet and then promptly sitting on it

Jack hurried off to catch up with Kamarov

"So, what did you want to ask me?" asked Jack

"How've you been?" asked Kamarov, his tone serious

"Uh, Ok, i guess" replied Jack "Leg healed alright after a few weeks"

"And your mind?" Kamarov asked

"I didn't sleep too well in the first few weeks after the accident" he replied, unnerved by Kamarov's tone "But I'm feeling better now"

"Keep in mind this: It wasn't your fault" Kamarov said to him, not looking at him, walking straight ahead "If you think that, it'll eat away at you"

"Okay sir" Jack said to him

Kamarov stopped abruptly

"Oh, and don't call me sir" he said "I'll see you in class"

He turned and headed off to reception

Jack stood for a moment, then headed back too. As he neared the courtyard, he say Alex again

"What did he want?" asked Alex as he got closer

"Just to know how i'm feeling after the accident" said Jack "Listen, i've got something I need to do, i'll catch you later, okay?"

"Eh, sure" replied Alex "I fancy taking a walk anyway"

Jack headed off inside, and Alex headed off around the grounds, smiling at Misty as he passed her.

OOC: Background Check - Aside from his involvement in Project Abraham, Kamarov was the Psychological Officer at the Military Academy when Jack had his accident, and he got to know Jack quite well during the first week of his Rehab, before he was assigned to Bedivere Tower.

Also Fen, Jack was romantically involved with one of the people who was killed in the accident, so in character he's kinda reluctant to get involved again too quickly.

Misty returned Alex's smile, she sighed and carried on walking around, she walked around the corner and her phone buzzed, she walked straight into Alex.
'shit....sorry' she mumbled.

Misty returned Alex's smile, she sighed and carried on walking around, she walked around the corner and her phone buzzed, she walked straight into Alex.
'shit....sorry' she mumbled.

"No, my fault" he said to her "You okay?"

'no...it was mine' she said, she looked up at him and blushed.

'I'll be ok...where were you going? Can I come?'

"I was just going down to the beach" he said to her "Sure you can come"

OOC: Does the school actually have a lake?

OOC no it don't it's in a city, but i think if i do recall right the beach not far

OOC no it don't it's in a city, but i think if i do recall right the beach not far

OOC: Cheers isa.

Misty followed him closely.
'Its perfect weather for a swim today' she said, she stumbled and her hand clutched his wrist to steady herself.

Misty followed him closely.
'Its perfect weather for a swim today' she said, she stumbled and her hand clutched his wrist to steady herself.

"Woah, you okay?" he asked, holding her hand

Her heart raced,
'yes....god I am so clumsy today....sorry' she said, she loosely held his hand expecting him to take it away.

as the three soldiers got on the J10 ,a young fourteen year girl and a nineteen year old soldier got off

"right lets find where i need to go"said the girl as the J10 lifted off

"front desk best place to look"said the solider

Her heart raced,
'yes....god I am so clumsy today....sorry' she said, she loosely held his hand expecting him to take it away.

"Yeah, the weather's not too bad" he said. He stopped, and looked to the distance

"This weather should hold for another three or four hours" he said. He sniffed suddenly

"But, there's a storm coming. C'mon, we'd better get moving if we're going to make the best of this. I'll just tell Jack where we're going"

He pulled a phone out of his pocket with his free hand

"Just in case we need a lift back, since he won't let me drive the car again"

'oh....so should we not go swimming, the lakes only just there I can see it' she said, she smiled wickedly, she held his hand tight and pulled him down to the lake.

She slipped her shorts and small top off, she found a large rock and sat on the end of it, waiting for him.

ooc What lake ,the school don't have one

He took his t-shirt off, revealing a "Y" tattooed on his left shoulder. He looked over at Misty

"How deep is it?" he asked her, putting his phone and PDA on his t-shirt

ooc What lake ,the school don't have one

OOC: Well, it's just aqquired one!

'I have no idea....not very by the looks of it......about 9/10 feet' she said, she got up, and walked towards him, her skin was sunkissed and soft looking. She stood in front of him and took his hand.

'come...'

OOC: Its a lake out of the schools premises.

OOC: Its a lake out of the schools premises.
ooc
blink and miss you two leaving

IC

"you got us lose"said the Solider
"no i didn't"said the girl
"what ever"said the soldier

'I have no idea....not very by the looks of it......about 9/10 feet' she said, she got up, and walked towards him, her skin was sunkissed and soft looking. She stood in front of him and took his hand.

'come...'

OOC: Its a lake out of the schools premises.

Alex took her hand.

OOC: Wasn't entirely sure what to put there.

OOC: its ok :fluffle:

IC:
Misty took his hand and lead him to a small jetty just further along, she sat down close to him.
As he sat down she shoved him into the water, she slowly slid in after him.

Alex hit the water, causing it to splash onto the side of the lake. He surfaced, shaking the water out of his blonde hair. He swam around a bit, before he saw Misty sliding into the lake.

ooc:mind if I jump in...

'dear sister you should have let the Imperial have the map'said a female voice behind the girl and the soldier

"hey sister"said the young girl as she hugs her older sister
"let go talk by the lake"said the older girl

ooc now we have one may as well use it :P

ooc:mind if I jump in...

OOC: The lake?

ooc:Yeah I was talking about the thread and the lake. I already created a character a while ago.

Misty slid in and swum over to him.
'caught you out eh?' she asked, her skin prickling with the cold water.

ooc:Yeah I was talking about the thread and the lake. I already created a character a while ago.

OOC: Sure


Misty slid in and swum over to him.
'caught you out eh?' she asked, her skin prickling with the cold water.

"Yes, you did" he said swimming slowly towards her "Not often that i get caught out"

she smiled, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

'what....they are cold in the water' she said, she did a little sidewards grin and pulled her arms away.

'I am sorry...'

she smiled, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

'what....they are cold in the water' she said, she did a little sidewards grin and pulled her arms away.

'I am sorry...'

He smiled at her, and swam toward her

OOC: Was that a knob joke?

the group was now by the lake with the girls sitting on the blanket

"so how mother june"asked the older girl
"like us want to go home Nada"said June
"i know but we can't till it's all over" Nada said as she looks up at the standing Imperial

"i heard there was a attack that no one saw coming"said Nada to him
"yes"

OOC: she was talking about her arms :rolleyes: hehe

IC: she had this romantic visions like in the movies where the guy pulls the girl close around her waist and kisses her passionately, she found herself staring into space, she snapped out of it.

She decided to go for it, she thought he liked her; she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself a little closer to him.

Raskov, Aaron, Sedrick, and Kyle raced across campus. Raskov was in the lead as he always was followed by Kyle, Sedrick, and then Aaron. Kyle shouted to Raskov,"WHERE ARE WE HEADED?" Raskov smiled and yelled back,"TO THE LAKE." The athletes all ran as fast as they could to the lake not wanting to be last. Raskov skidded past the corner and onto the footpath. Aaron had overtaken Sedrick. Kyle kept on closing in on Raskov, Raskov saw the pier to the lake and put on a burst of speed. Kyle tried to keep up but Aaron was neck to neck with him. Sedrick followed close behind.
Raskov shouted,"I WIN" before doing a flip off the deck and into the water. The boys all made dives into the water. They came up seconds later. Raskov has already made it to the middle of the lake. "WHAT TOOK YOU GUYS SO LONG. GET LOST UNDERWATER?" Raskov looked around, realizing there were other people he stopped shouting. He swam over to where nada and june were. Raskovs 3 friends following behind him.

OOC: she was talking about her arms :rolleyes: hehe

IC: she had this romantic visions like in the movies where the guy pulls the girl close around her waist and kisses her passionately, she found herself staring into space, she snapped out of it.

She decided to go for it, she thought he liked her; she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed herself a little closer to him.

OOC: Phew!

Alex was taken aback by her enthusiasm, but he did like her, so he kissed her as she wrapped her arms around him

OOC: Last post for tonight, i have to go out. I shall be back tomorrow!

OOC: awwwww....:(

IC: Misty smiled and held the kiss, she then let him go, she swam back to shore, waved goodbye to him, she unrolled her towel and soaked in the suns rays.

"whats up"said Nada as the soldier lifted his rifle
"four unknowns heading this way"

Nada turns and looks at the Raskovs and his three friends

"great just what i don't want when trying to spend time with my sister is boys"said Nada then looks at Misty

"mm not seen her before"

raskov raised an eyebrow as he saw the guard raise his rifle."By any chance do you girls have any extra towels...we sort of jumped into the lake without a change of clothes...towels...or any of the important things you need to go swimming. And your guard can lower his rifle I am raskov, son of the emperor of ralkovia. If we were assassins or were here to do you any harm...would we really come up front to attack you.



ooc:brb in half an hour

raskov raised an eyebrow as he saw the guard raise his rifle."By any chance do you girls have any extra towels...we sort of jumped into the lake without a change of clothes...towels...or any of the important things you need to go swimming. And your guard can lower his rifle I am raskov, son of the emperor of ralkovia. If we were assassins or were here to do you any harm...would we really come up front to attack you.

"no we don't , an i don't care who son you are,and the Imperial not lowing his gun as he don't care too an he don't take orders from me so don't ask me to tell him to"said Nada then she turns to her sister an said something in Finnish

"The people here are mostly tolerant and goodhearted albeit we have some bad apples here who spoil the bunch if you know what I mean. The teachers are relatively the same but you show be able to handle them. Just follow me and I'll take you around before we go to the first class of the day."

Constantine led Amy around the school with a smile on his face. "Here is the auditorium where musicials and speeches are held. Then there are the dorms and the classrooms. The bathrooms are easy to find so you need not worry. If you need anything, you can rely on me. I'd be more than happy to help you."

OOC: Is there a reply to this?

OOC: Is there a reply to this?

ooc No

ooc No

OOC: Then I will wait for one to be made.

OOC: Then I will wait for one to be made.

ooc talking of, Beach house if you want on the ship

OOC: awwwww....:(

IC: Misty smiled and held the kiss, she then let him go, she swam back to shore, waved goodbye to him, she unrolled her towel and soaked in the suns rays.

Alex watched her swim away, then he swam to the edge of the lake and got out. His phone was flashed and buzzed. He picked it up and read the message. He looked to the clouds in the distance as he dried his hair a put his t-shirt back on.

He smiled at Misty "I've got to go" he said

"See you later?" he asked

OOC: Had to pop back, so i got time for one more!

she rushed to him before she left and kissed him strongly on his lips, she wanted to give him a good reason to come back to her.
'sure....'

she rushed to him before she left and kissed him strongly on his lips, she wanted to give him a good reason to come back to her.
'sure....'

After she kissed him, he smiled at her

"Okay, see you soon" he said, heading off to the school

Mistys schedule was quite empty as she was only majoring in Psychology & Sociology, she gathered her clothes and started to walk back to the school as well.

ooc: I love this idea but Karshkovia's First Couple's (President and Prime Minister) daughter graduated college just two years ago. Then again.....I never mentioned she was an only child. You know...

Student Application

Name: Nataliya Radchenko (nah-TAH-l'yah rad-CHAIN-ko)

Gender: Female

Age: 15 years old

Nation: Republic of Karshkovia

Birth Date: April 10th, 1993

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 95lbs

Blood Type: AB+

Hair Color: Red

Eye Color: Sky Blue

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Fluent in: Karshka, Russian, English, Japanese, German, Latin

Build: Slim (looks nearly identical to her sister)

Father: President Vladimir Radchenko (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/president.htm)

Mother: Prime Minister Valentina Borofsky (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/prime%20minister.htm)

Sister: Anastasiya Radchenko (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/AnnaPassport.jpg) - 25 years old

Current grade level: Sophomore

Hobbies: Tennis, Swimming, Reading, Horseback Riding, Astronomy

Clubs to Join: Chess, Astronomy, Debate

Sports to Join: Horse Club, swimming team

Favorite Color: Green

Allergic to: Cats

Bodyguards: Four (4) Federal Protective Service of Karshkovia (FSO) Officers, two (2) female/two (2) male. One personal bodyguard, Svetlana Borzakov, Captain in the Presidential Guard (in charge of personal security).

Personality: Nataliya hero-worships her 25 year old sister, and likes to joke about being a 'princess' of her nation (though the royalty system was abolished over 50 years ago, and her parents are the President and the Prime Minister of the nation. She does hold the nation's original 'Royal Princess (http://www.crowndesigners.com/english/images/windsor1w.JPG)' crown however and loves to wear it at formal events. Her sister holds the 'Queen-in-Waiting (http://www.crowndesigners.com/english/images/VLADIMIR.jpg)' crown).

She is a bright, open-minded young woman, and has a very unusual interest (for a teenager) in politics and hopes to become the head of Karshkovia in the future (unlike her sister which has no love for politics). She tries to stay current on international events.

She will accept being called Natalie or Tasha but HATES Natie. Nataliya has one personality flaw that she will spend an hour or more caring for her hair.*


*Note:
In ancient Karshkovia nothing involving power was small. To that effect, a certain social peculiarity of sorts became popular because of the ruling of an ancient Queen that wanted to establish a pecking order among the female population. The rule became that the length of a woman's hair indicates her status level in society. Rules concerning this are strictly followed, even in major cities in modern times. To this effect, the length of a woman's hair is not a fashion trend; it is a badge of office. (Foreigners and non-residents are not held to this rule)

For example, in old times servant girls in Karshkovia were required to keep their hair short. Nothing past their earlobes was allowed. Today, this status is reserved for women who work minimum wage jobs or have very limited mobility in the job market. Waitresses are often a good reference to use.

Also in old times, if a woman was a librarian, small shop owner, or minor royalty she was allowed to wear her hair down to the tops of her solders but no further. Today, small business owners, profession women and minor politicians are allowed to wear their hair this length. Also, if a woman is able to trace back her heritage to royalty, she may wear her hair the length of her royal bloodline would allow.

For women who were major business owners, or high royalty, they were allowed to wear their hair down to the middle of their back. Today such women are Successful big business owners/CEOs, high politicians or can trace their royal bloodlines to ex kings and queens (or other high royal successors).

Only one woman was ever allowed to have hair that touched her waist-line or lower and that was the Queen. Now that Karshkovia did not have a monarchy, the wife of the President...the First Lady...was allowed (and expected) to have hair this length. Now that she was also the Prime Minister, it made it doubly acceptable.

That left Anastasiya and Nataliya. The sisters are not formally part of the Government in any official capacity, however they are the daughters of the 'King and Queen' per say, and because of this, they are allowed (and expected) to wear their hair between the middle of her back and their waist.

Only the 'Princess' would ever be allowed hair long enough to approach her mother's length. Since Anastasia was older, she was allowed to have her hair nearly at her waist, while Nataliya can only have her hair to the small of her back. Both of the daughters are fiercely proud of their hair.

(Women are allowed to style their hair how they want today as long as the length of their hair fits or is less than their station. Karshkovian women in general are very focused on hair care and an extremely large market for hair care products and hair fashion. Women with high status are allowed to wear their hair short, however this is a rare occurrence. On the other hand, women wearing their hair longer than their station allows are ostracized from the community, arrested and forced to have their hair cut shorter than their station would normal allow for a maximum length. They are fined large sums of money and can legally be fired or forced to resign. In some cases, a woman can be shaved bald.)

OOC: Sorry about Amy but I'll post in this one

IC:

Amy looked around and then she found her dorm and opened the door.

"Thanks for the tour Constante," smiled Amy as she reached for the door. "Tell me what do you think of girls?"

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3 days before the Rebellion on Lynion

Shortly after lunch was finished a message was given to Taishi Ci who gave it to Matthew.

"We just got a tip off the pirates are going to be attacked soon, get Zora away from Lynion. Get her back to her home land on Protcol 367," whispered Taishi Ci into Matt's ear.

Matt took Zora by the hand and waved back at the group.

"You go Matty!" called out Ashley as she turned her attention to Michael.

Matthew lead Zora along the cliff tops as they found his Hunter standing by. He helped Zora climbed into the cockpit as he blucked her in correctly and looked at the computer.

"Computer...Protocol 367," said Matt as he held back a tear as he turned to Zora. "Listen to the news in days to come Zora. I'm really sorry I can't come with you..."

Matthew stepped away from the Hunter as it went into autopilot while the cockpit closed down. He started to cry as the Hunter started to take the quickest and safe path to Zora's homeland.

"...Goodbye Zora..." cried Matthew.

==========

Rebecca was wondering around as she noticed the lake was being used by other students.

'Better not go over there,' she thought to herself.

raskov smiled before saying a sentence in finnish. "Being high is no excuse for being a bitch."

Raskov turned to his 3 buddies. "Myan Reas Mote." The men narrowed their eyes at the guards before nodding to raskov. The men dived into the water as raskov waded above floating calmly.

"won't know bitch if bite him on the ass" said Nada
"huh"
"so sis heard from that man of yours"asked June

IC:

Amy looked around and then she found her dorm and opened the door.

"Thanks for the tour Constante," smiled Amy as she reached for the door. "Tell me what do you think of girls?"

"You are most welcome, Amy. As for girls....I think that girls can be very appealiong to me at times but I don't have a particular girl that I pine for right now. I do find you to be quite beautiful actually.....though I hope my honesty doesn't alienate me from you."

=========

Matthew lead Zora along the cliff tops as they found his Hunter standing by. He helped Zora climbed into the cockpit as he blucked her in correctly and looked at the computer.

"Computer...Protocol 367," said Matt as he held back a tear as he turned to Zora. "Listen to the news in days to come Zora. I'm really sorry I can't come with you..."

Zora felt bitter tears coming down her reddened cheeks and felt immensely saddened that her lover had to go off to fight in a conflict. She was always praying that he would be safe and that she would one day see him again.

Matthew stepped away from the Hunter as it went into autopilot while the cockpit closed down. He started to cry as the Hunter started to take the quickest and safe path to Zora's homeland.

"...Goodbye Zora..." cried Matthew.

Zora waved to him from the Hunter and smiled. "Goodbye.....Matthew....God protect you."

"Thank you," smiled Amy. "But...I don't know if I'm really your type,"

Amy opened the door as a tentacle came out of her back and pushed the door opened as she placed her bags in the dorm.

=======

Matt waved as the Hunter got further and further away from Lynion. Taishi Ci came up beside Matthew's side as Matthew suddenly hugged Taishi Ci.

"She's safe Matt," whispered Taishi Ci as Matthew started to cry. "I'm sorry it had to happen like this,"

Nada got up as she talks to her sister
"well i heard he now station at the rear,an lets go to my room an have something to eat"

"oh that good an yur could do with something to eat"said June as she got up an starts to walk with her sister the soldier behind them

"Thank you," smiled Amy. "But...I don't know if I'm really your type,"

Amy opened the door as a tentacle came out of her back and pushed the door opened as she placed her bags in the dorm.

"A tentacle.....?"

"I must say that you are the first girl I know who has tentacles coming out of her back but yet I don't think that is a problem at all. I think you are still quite beautiful, Amy....whether or not you have tentacles."

"That's nice to hear," replied Amy as she went inside as the remaining tentacles appeared. "But really, can you understand people like me?"

"That's nice to hear," replied Amy as she went inside as the remaining tentacles appeared. "But really, can you understand people like me?"

"We all have differences but it is our character that is most important. I would not mind if you have tentacles since my belief is that you should like a person for how they act."

'Wish Jim did that,' thought Amy to herself as she went inside.

"Do you want to come in?" asked Amy as one of her tentacles opened the window next to the door.

"Sure, I will come in." Constantine said as he followed Amy inside with a smile. "They gave you a well kept and presentable dorm. I am glad to see that and I would be more than glad to help you whenever you wish, Amy. My shoulder is there for you to lean on for help."

'A shoulder to lean on...' thought Amy. 'Nice guy,'

'He's being nice Amy,' thought Alice as Amy placed her bag on the bed.

"It isn't too bad. I mean, its a very nice place to be," smiled Amy as she placed a photo of a group of people on the side table.

"You live on the campus?" asked Amy.

'A shoulder to lean on...' thought Amy. 'Nice guy,'

'He's being nice Amy,' thought Alice as Amy placed her bag on the bed.

"It isn't too bad. I mean, its a very nice place to be," smiled Amy as she placed a photo of a group of people on the side table.

"You live on the campus?" asked Amy.

Constantine smiled. "I have my own dorm here on the campus as do most of the students who come to this school. I'm glad to hear that you like it here and if I may ask, who are these people on this photo?"

Amy passed the photo to Constantine as she pointed out the group.

"These are my friends," smiled Amy as a tentacle moved over the photo. "Those are the royal teenagers, my sister, her friend and that's one of the guys that went to another school. But now, I haven't heard from them since the war started,"

"You look like you had a great time in this photo, Amy. I must say that it is nice to see that you are happy and I must say that you really do look beautiful....."

"Damn it! Don't keep saying that!" Constantine's mind said.

"I am sorry to hear that there is a war going on, Amy. How did it start?"

Amy giggle at the sudden end to the sentance.

"You like using the word beautiful eh?" smiled Amy as she turned to the photo. "The war started when the Pirate Alliance attacked us. I first lost contact with Matthew and the the princes before everyone else. I've gained contact with everyone except Matthew. He...gosh! There was a report he was being torture..."

Amy burst into tears as the photo landed on the bed.

Alex headed back to campus, where he bumped into Jack

"Hey man, mind giving me a lift to the airport?" he said to him

"Sure thing, hop in" said Jack, getting into the car

He started it up and they pulled out of the courtyard

"Going somewhere nice?" Jack asked

"Heh, no. I've got to pick something up" replied Alex

Amy giggle at the sudden end to the sentance.

"You like using the word beautiful eh?" smiled Amy as she turned to the photo. "The war started when the Pirate Alliance attacked us. I first lost contact with Matthew and the the princes before everyone else. I've gained contact with everyone except Matthew. He...gosh! There was a report he was being torture..."

Amy burst into tears as the photo landed on the bed.

Constantine walked towards Amy and offered her a handkerchief from his pocket while trying to comfort her in the hopes that he could stop her from crying. "I understand how much this must hurt you, Amy, but you must not lose hope in the idea that your friends and loved ones will survive."

He felt his hands going around her and he held her calmly while wiping the tears from her eyes. "There, there....don't be too sad, Amy....we must not lose hope."

Alex got out of the car as they arrived at the airport

"You'd better go back" he said to Jack

"You sure?" Jack asked "There's a storm coming, you going to be okay to get back?"

"Oh, i'll manage" replied Alex, smiling to himself

He walked off, around to the cargo area of Vitalita Airport. As he walked around the corner, he saw a huge crate and man stood next to it. He walked up to him

"Hello Dwight" he said to him

"Yeah, hello Alex" replied Dwight

"No problems getting it here?" asked Alex

"Alex, this is me we're talking about." he said "I don't do problems"

Dwight pulled a small wallet from his pocket and handed it to Alex

"You'll be needing that" he said "It's your drivers license, amongst other things"

"Ah, lovely" said Alex taking it off him

Dwight turned around and picked up a crowbar. Jamming it between the wood panels, he prised one off. Inside was a blue Mazda RX-7 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:RE_Amemiya_FD.jpg), adorned with different vinyl names.

As Dwight prized off the final panel, Alex stepped up to the car.

Dwight coughed, and Alex looked over at him

Dwight dangled the keys

"Ah, of course" said Alex, catching them as Dwight threw them to him

He got in, and wound the window down

"Thanks brother" he said to Dwight

"Yeah, whatever" replied Dwight "Now get out of here"

"Sure thing bro" said Alex, starting up the car and pulling out of the cargo area, leaving Dwight standing in the rain.

"There's always hope," replied Amy as she wiped away a tear. "Matt is safe, I just know,"

"We all have differences but it is our character that is most important. I would not mind if you have tentacles since my belief is that you should like a person for how they act."

ooc i have to say lot to that seeing she acted like a cold bitch to Jim when he find her
ic
"so i see your set to leave"said June
"yes here you sandwich"said Nada as she place a plate in front of her sister

OOC why don'y you have Amy call Jim an see if he don't under stand her

Full Name:Andrew Kid Rockefeller jr
Home Nation:History Land
Age:15
Clubs:Business,Imperialists United
Sports:Baseball,Track and Football

Race:African-Americn
Eye Color:Green eyes
Height:6ft,2in tall

Traits:Persitance,Patient,Clever and other qualites of a Business man

Bio:Born December 1,1994 to Lisa Rockefeller and Andrew Rockefeller Sr. took an intrest in Mathamatics at Early age a straight A student he insited that he go to this school and wishes to excell and make frriends from other counttries.

Comments: He is very Competitive

OOC for those wanting to join and put up a Character ,Just start Posting as no one knows when imported_ViZion well pop up again

Full Name:Andrew Kid Rockefeller jr
Home Nation:History Land
Age:15
Clubs:Business,Imperialists United
Sports:Baseball,Track and Football

Race:African-Americn
Eye Color:Green eyes
Height:6ft,2in tall

Traits:Persitance,Patient,Clever and other qualites of a Business man

Bio:Born December 1,1994 to Lisa Rockefeller and Andrew Rockefeller Sr. took an intrest in Mathamatics at Early age a straight A student he insited that he go to this school and wishes to excell and make frriends from other counttries.

Comments: He is very Competitive

OOC: As everyone else will probably tell you, you're best not waiting around to be approved by ViZiOn, as he probably won't post here. Just start RP'ing straight away.

EDIT: As isa just said, 1 minute before me :D

ooc yur i used the Quick Reply

Misty was sat under the tree doing her work, she had ultrabeat blasting in her ears

She smiled as she thought of her refreshing swim yesterday.

Raskov had left the lake with his 3 friends they had made their way to the dorms taken showers and gotten dressed. They were now wondering around campus, near the entrance. Raskov heard a vehicle pull up and made a mad dash, his friends chasing him. He was intent on losing them just for fun when he saw Andrew Rockefeller. Raskov stopped running and walked up to the new kid.

OOC:Quick Reply is awesome sauce

-Moved to rebooted section of thread-

OOC: Okay Karshkovia, i'll keep that in mind if she's in contact with Alex, Jack, Kamarov or Dwight

IC: Alex finally got back to the school. In the immediate parking area, it appeared to be empty. It was eerie. The black rain clouds in the distance growing ever nearer, Alex headed inside. As he did, his PDA bleeped. He checked it:

Psychology Work - For Wednesday - GET IT DONE!

"Oh, bugger" he said to himself, stowing the PDA in his pocket and ran up the stairs to his room.

Misty was finding it so hard, the rain started to fall, she trotted inside and went to her room, she was bored, the evening lecture was cancelled so she had nothing to do, she wished Alex hadnt had to have gone.

She looked at her psychology, it looked difficult, she wondered if anyone else did the same topic as her, she logged onto her pc and the school network forum, she checked under psychology and saw a familiar name listed, she clicked it and chose SEND A MESSAGE TO...

ALEX....ITS MISTY....THAT TOPIC OF ANIMAL ASSOCIATION IS REALLY DIFFICULT, COULD YOU GIVE ME SOME POINTERS

she clicked SEND and waited to see what happened, she wrapped up warm in an old baggy jumper which made it look like she wasn't wearing any shorts.

"There's always hope," replied Amy as she wiped away a tear. "Matt is safe, I just know,"

"I am sure that you will see him again. Now, let's try to focus on more pleasant events. Perhaps you would....like to continue seeing the school? I am sure you would like to see more of it. There is a chance that we could go out together tonight if you would want. After all, we are near one of Ixania's many cities."

"I am sure that you will see him again. Now, let's try to focus on more pleasant events. Perhaps you would....like to continue seeing the school? I am sure you would like to see more of it. There is a chance that we could go out together tonight if you would want. After all, we are near one of Ixania's many cities."

ooc You Two should be doing that in a new thread and not in this seeing it's nothing to do with this school

Student Application
Full Name: Omari Okrubo
Home Nation: East Laos
Age: 15 1/2
Clubs to Join: Automobile lovers
Sports to Join: American Football
Physical Description: (Color, height, build, etc) Athletic, black, 5'9", hazel eyes
Information & Traits: Class clown, son of Prime Minister Kris of East Laos, has 3 East Laosian Secret Serivce agents as protection who carry 1 berreta M9 with only three magazines each.
Bio: Born in 1992, Omari was born into a poor family. His father, current ruler of East Laos was a police officer. And his mom was a stay at home mom. He had 10 brothers and 15 sisters. Only 8 of them were his real brothers or sisters, the rest were adopted. In 1998 his mother became the mayor of Capitol City, the capitol of East Laos. Then she ran again and again and was the mayor for 10 years so far. She is currently still the mayor, as she can run unlimited terms. In 2008 his father took power of the country after he assasinated the origional leader during war with Belkaros. He was praised for doing so.
Comments: Always wears a beanie hat not matter the weather, and always wears gold aviator sunglasses

Student Application
Full Name: Omari Okrubo
Home Nation: East Laos
Age: 15 1/2
Clubs to Join: Automobile lovers
Sports to Join: American Football
Physical Description: (Color, height, build, etc) Athletic, black, 5'9", hazel eyes
Information & Traits: Class clown, son of Prime Minister Kris of East Laos, has 3 East Laosian Secret Serivce agents as protection who carry 1 berreta M9 with only three magazines each.
Bio: Born in 1992, Omari was born into a poor family. His father, current ruler of East Laos was a police officer. And his mom was a stay at home mom. He had 10 brothers and 15 sisters. Only 8 of them were his real brothers or sisters, the rest were adopted. In 1998 his mother became the mayor of Capitol City, the capitol of East Laos. Then she ran again and again and was the mayor for 10 years so far. She is currently still the mayor, as she can run unlimited terms. In 2008 his father took power of the country after he assasinated the origional leader during war with Belkaros. He was praised for doing so.
Comments: Always wears a beanie hat not matter the weather, and always wears gold aviator sunglasses

OOC for those wanting to join and put up a Character ,Just start Posting as no one knows when imported_ViZion well pop up again

East Laos /\

Misty was finding it so hard, the rain started to fall, she trotted inside and went to her room, she was bored, the evening lecture was cancelled so she had nothing to do, she wished Alex hadnt had to have gone.

She looked at her psychology, it looked difficult, she wondered if anyone else did the same topic as her, she logged onto her pc and the school network forum, she checked under psychology and saw a familiar name listed, she clicked it and chose SEND A MESSAGE TO...

ALEX....ITS MISTY....THAT TOPIC OF ANIMAL ASSOCIATION IS REALLY DIFFICULT, COULD YOU GIVE ME SOME POINTERS

she clicked SEND and waited to see what happened, she wrapped up warm in an old baggy jumper which made it look like she wasn't wearing any shorts.


Alex awoke with a start as the computer bleeped. It was an email from Misty. He grinned as he typed up his reply

HEY MISTY, AFRAID I'M NOT AN EXPERT ON THE SUBJECT, BUT THIS WEBSITE (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Comparative_psychology) MIGHT GIVE YOU SOME HELP. SWING BY MY ROOM IF YOU'RE STILL HAVING PROBLEMS

ALEX

He clicked send, and began to dose off again.

OOC: Caught me out there Feninia, i don't start animal psychology 'till august!

-Moved to rebooted area of thread-

OOC: Holy Moly Karsh, that's a mighty big post you got yourself there! :eek:

Jack was leaning on the banisters of the stairs when he saw several people arrive in reception. He didn't recognise any of them, but the girl looked like she was new here. A little reluctant to say anything, he just leaned on the banisters a little more, typing a message to Alex on his PDA.

I would ask if there is a certain layout post of the school and information on geography of the area. Also how the dorms are laid out and how that system works (shared rooms or separate? Co-ed or separate men and women dorms?)...that would help a lot
ooc No lays only the OP know how they got the school planed,, we RPers make it up as we go

ooc No lays only the OP know how they got the school planed,, we RPers make it up as we go

OOC: Yeah, for example my characters Alex and Jack have seperate rooms, but if you wanted a shared room i'm sure the school has one or two lying about unused

OOC: Yeah, for example my characters Alex and Jack have seperate rooms, but if you wanted a shared room i'm sure the school has one or two lying about unused

ooc i use my embassy for the small number here to live at, only keeping the ones iam RPing at the school

ooc: Thank you all for the comments and help. A shared room would be great if anyone has a female character around. I don't mind separate sex or co-ed dorms, either would work.

ooc Nada room has another bed ,but i'am about to drop in her BF so she be him and her sister till June leaves

Misty took his offer up and went to his room, she knocked on his door and waited.

The door to Alex's room swung open, revealing Alex sitting in a chair on the other side of the room

"Still stuck?" he asked, looking up from the laptop

she smiled, she leaned against the door frame, her figure curvy but still slim, as if she was waiting for him to greet her.

she smiled, she leaned against the door frame, her figure curvy but still slim, as if she was waiting for him to greet her.

"Well, hello" he said to her "Want to come in?"

The room was a standard sized room for the school. It was neat and tidy, with only a laptop, phone, PDA and jacket out of drawers or cupboards. Above the bed, a large flag (http://hem.bredband.net/b108107/stirling/treeflag400.png) was draped.

'I am waiting for something' she said smiling, twirling her hair around her finger.

Alex smiled and stood up. He walked over to the door and kissed her.

OOC: Sorry about spelling & grammer, posting from mah PSP

She smiled
'that's better......' she sat down with him and squeezed his hand whilst putting her books down.

"Sorry...I'm just worried for him. Yeah, I wouldn't mind going out but I don't want to go too serious with you," smiled Amy.

"Sorry...I'm just worried for him. Yeah, I wouldn't mind going out but I don't want to go too serious with you," smiled Amy.

Constantine smiled. "I am sure you would not mind a walk in the town tonight and do not worry about getting serious....I'd only do that if you consented to it."

She smiled
'that's better......' she sat down with him and squeezed his hand whilst putting her books down.

"So, what is it you need help with?" he asked her

_______________________________________________

Jack wandered around outside. As he left the school, a girl smiled and waved at him. and spoke to him in a foreign language. He returned the smile and continued on through the door.

He headed down to the lake, a scowl on his face. Kamarov's words preyed on his every thought.

Standing at the edge, he picked up a stone and skimmed it. It bounced three times before sinking. He picked up another and threw it a bit harder - this time, it bounced across the entire lake.

Jack looked at his hand in amazement.

-moved to reboot section of the thread-

Full Name: Andrew da Vincho
Home Nation: Kenavt
Age: 13
Clubs to Join: What is DECA? Newspaper, Automotive Lovers
Sports to Join: Soccer, Track, Football
Physical Description: (Color, height, build, etc) Causasian, Slim, 5’0” 100lbs.
Information & Traits: Athletic, yet shy, and brainy. Sometimes to excrutiating points.
Bio: Andrew was born to Lord Gregory da Vincho. After the Lord realized that public school in Kenavt was too easy, he submitted him to the International School of Teens. He hopes for Andrew to learn new skills at boarding school, as well as some new international friends-prep for a political career.
Comments: I’m kinda rushed for time. Sorry for the briefness.

OOC: Karshkovia, i've modified my last post to work with yours.

A Helicopter landed near the school and the door open Andrew Rockefeller walked out meeting the Dean of Admisions

"Hello Mr.Andrew I am the Dean" he said

"Hello Sir so where is my Dorm?"Andrew asked

"I`ll take you to it" he said

OOC: OK so I guess I can just pop in...

IC:

Andrew arrived at the doorstop of the school in a beautiful Porsche, being ferried across the Pond. All hush-hush, of course. But once he went in that door, he was in the public eye. Although on private grounds.

"Are you sure, Dad?" Andrew had never wanted to go to the IST in the first place.

"You are going," Lord Gregory da Vincho said firmly. "Our email's vincho@kenavt.gov, remember (NOTE: NO SUCH ADDRESS EXISTS!!!)? And-"

"Yes, Dad. Now bye."

"Make some new friends!"

Andrew walked into the school. There was the Dean-or so he had been told. He was talking to some boy, then they walked away. The Dean came back short after. "Mr. Dean, hi. I'm Andrew da Vincho."

"Hello Master da Vincho. Do you want to see your dormitory room?"

"Yes, please."

They walked to a relatively close room and Andrew settled in. Then he walked around, saying hi to everyone he met.

OOC: Please say hi to my character, he needs someone to talk to.

Misty smiled.
'well I need help with Pavlovs theory, I dont quite understand it' she said pushed her soft hair behind her ears which she had never shown before, but they had a slightly elven shape.

Misty smiled.
'well I need help with Pavlovs theory, I dont quite understand it' she said pushed her soft hair behind her ears which she had never shown before, but they had a slightly elven shape.

"Ah, Pavlov!" Alex said with enthusiasm "I've got a book on him here somewhere"

He opened a box full of books of various shapes and sizes and rooted through untill he found a thick maroon book. He quickly flicked through and stopped at a page halfway. He cleared his throat

"Pavlov was a behaviourist" he began "So, he concluded that the human brain is a Black Box. Essentially, something that cannot be opened. So he said that we can only know what goes in and comes out"

He turned the page

"So, his theory is that some reflexes are automatic because of the stimulus in the environment. For example, if someone blows in your face, you blink, sometimes without knowing you thought to do it. But, when a stimulus comes along that you're not used to, you may not have an automatic reaction to it. So, by his theory, if you associate, say, a white rat with a scary noise a number of times, eventually the subject will become afraid ot the rat because they associate it with that noise. Essentially, you can condition someone to have certain reactions to certain stimuli"

He closed the book, and put it back in the box

"Does that -"

He was cut off by an e-mail arriving at his laptop. He checked it

"What the hell?" he whispered in disbelief

_________________________________________

Jack's PDA bleeped as it received an e-mail. After reading it, he began to start back to the school at a brisk pace.

"Pavlov was a behaviourist" he began "So, he concluded that the human brain is a Black Box. Essentially, something that cannot be opened. So he said that we can only know what goes in and comes out"

He turned the page

"So, his theory is that some reflexes are automatic because of the stimulus in the environment. For example, if someone blows in your face, you blink, sometimes without knowing you thought to do it. But, when a stimulus comes along that you're not used to, you may not have an automatic reaction to it. So, by his theory, if you associate, say, a white rat with a scary noise a number of times, eventually the subject will become afraid ot the rat because they associate it with that noise. Essentially, you can condition someone to have certain reactions to certain stimuli"

He closed the book, and put it back in the box

"Does that -"

He was cut off by an e-mail arriving at his laptop. He checked it

"What the hell?" he said to himself

Andrew saw some guy defining Pavlov's theory to some nice-looking girl. Hmmm. Then the guy looked at his laptop and swore. He decided to walk over.

"Does something seem to be the problem?"

Andrew saw some guy defining Pavlov's theory to some nice-looking girl. Hmmm. Then the guy looked at his laptop and swore. He decided to walk over.

"Does something seem to be the problem?"

OOC: They're actually in Alex's room, in case you hadn't read the posts beforehand. Unless your character was lurking outside the room, he wouldn't have heard or seen this.

The point of this post is to a) Fulfill Feninia's IC question on Pavlov & b) start the preamble for the fact that i'll be away for a week on 1st August, so i'm getting Alex and Jack out of the Rp for 1 week. No offence meant.

(bump. Kinda would like some play in this thread.)

(bump. Kinda would like some play in this thread.)

OOC: Sorry Karshkovia, i'll be more interactive here after i've been on holiday. Right now i'm just tying up any loose ends.

OOC: Sorry, my teacher could come past the students if you want him too.

Misty put her books down.
'Where are you and Jack going?'

Misty put her books down.
'Where are you and Jack going?'

"The message is from the Ustian Military Justice Department" Alex replied "They've got new evidence in Jack's case and want him and all witnessess to return to Ustio for a revised hearing. This is not good"

The computer flashed again as another message arrived

TO: Alex Fenner <A_Fenner@hotmail.com>
FROM: Dwight Fenner <NuclearDwight@hotmail.com>
RE: Jack

Hey little brother, i'm guessing you got the same message about Jack? Don't worry, i'm getting things sorted over here. I don't yet know what the new evidence is, the Justice Department is doing wonders to keep it under wraps so i'm guessing it's seriously important stuff. You and Jack should meet me at Vitalita Airport in 48 hours.

Tell Jack not to worry. They can't touch him, we all know that.

Stay Safe

Dwight

"Yes" Alex said "Knew I could rely on Dwight"

He turned to Misty

"I've got to go back to Ustio" he said to her "In 48 hours, and it'll only likely be a week away, then we'll be back"

bump

OOC: My god, where did this come from?

ooc ask the bumper seeing we moved on

OOC: Bump-uh-dee-bump.

OOC: Hey where ya been man! You wanna start up that Backlands RP again?

OOC: Backlands is the one where I was on a humanitarian trip across your 'peaceful' back country, yes? Absolutely! :D And where've I been? Work :( lol

OOC: I could send a new student.... :wink:

Great to see you man.

OOC: New student is fine. I think we need a new generation of students anyway lol

And thanks :) had the NS bug for the past couple weeks, and finally have been able to get on. heh

EDIT: Wow, new smilies? Dang...lol

OOC: The forum was completely reworked after someone bought jolt. :wink:

Anyway, I'll send this person...
IC:

Marvin Webster arrived at the school and proceeded to the administration building. He told the secretary there that he was a new student.

"And what is the name?" Mr. Thompson, new to the front desk for the new school year, asked the new student.

OOC: Gonna go to bed, night

"Marvin Webster." replied Marvin, who felt slightly excited.

"Marvin Webster." replied Marvin, who felt slightly excited.
"And where are you coming from, Marvin?" he asked, as he handed over the sign-in sheet.

"The nation of Greal." answered Marvin, as he signed the sheet.

"Ahha!" Mr. Thompson said rather loudly before he realized he said that outloud. "Sorry, I'm still trying to figure out this computer system. You're not the only one new here. he said with a smile, "I just found your page. Looks like you're to be assigned to Edward Ralph as your advisor. I'll go let him know you're here."

"Ahha!" Mr. Thompson said rather loudly before he realized he said that outloud. "Sorry, I'm still trying to figure out this computer system. You're not the only one new here. he said with a smile, "I just found your page. Looks like you're to be assigned to Edward Ralph as your advisor. I'll go let him know you're here."

Marvin chuckled then became serious,"Alright. Do I see him right away?"

Marvin chuckled then became serious,"Alright. Do I see him right away?"
"Yes, let me page him." he said, then grabbing a radio. "Edward Ralph to Admissions, new student has arrived." he said into it, then turning to Marvin, "It'll be just a moment, take a seat."

A couple of moments later, Edward appeared into the room and Mr. Thompson nodded toward the boy. "Hey there, I'm Edward." he said, a mid 30's man with dark brown hair that was a little overgrown, but not overly long, and wearing khaki pants with a blue dress shirt tucked in.

"Yes, let me page him." he said, then grabbing a radio. "Edward Ralph to Admissions, new student has arrived." he said into it, then turning to Marvin, "It'll be just a moment, take a seat."

A couple of moments later, Edward appeared into the room and Mr. Thompson nodded toward the boy. "Hey there, I'm Edward." he said, a mid 30's man with dark brown hair that was a little overgrown, but not overly long, and wearing khaki pants with a blue dress shirt tucked in.

"I'm Marvin Webster." said Marvin, nodding back.

"Nice to meet you Marvin, come with me." he said with a big wave of his arm towards the door. "First time in ViZion?"

"Nice to meet you Marvin, come with me." he said with a big wave of his arm towards the door. "First time in ViZion?"

"Yes it is. Seems very interesting." said Marvin, walking toward the door.

"Well, welcome to ViZion." he said with a slap to Marvin's back. "I'll show you to your room. Then I'm not sure if you want a tour or to get some rest. None the less, tell me a bit about yourself and where you come from."

"Well, welcome to ViZion." he said with a slap to Marvin's back. "I'll show you to your room. Then I'm not sure if you want a tour or to get some rest. None the less, tell me a bit about yourself and where you come from."

"I, come from the port city of Womer. I grew up in Sasha and my parents are in charge of Greal Arms. (The second largest corporation in Greal)." said Marvin, following Edward.

"I've heard of Sasha, never been though. How is it?" he asks as they began to ascend the stairs to the third floor.

OOC: Gonna be goin to bed quickly

"I've heard of Sasha, never been though. How is it?" he asks as they began to ascend the stairs to the third floor.

OOC: Gonna be goin to bed quickly

"Sasha is the largest city and capitol of Greal." explained Marvin. "Around 320 million people live in the city."

OOC: can I still join?

ooc: yes you may. simply use this (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=6321263&postcount=1) format for student or professor and submit it. please also read over the rules, especially the bold print...

ooc2: for those of you who don't know, i've been speaking with ViZion as a co-mod for this and the orphanage rp, in the case of ViZion's absence so these threads don't die.

Student Application
Full Name: Ana Drabek
Home Nation: The Dictatorship of Fictions
Age: 16
Clubs to Join: Chess, Newspaper
Sports to Join: Swimming
Physical Description: Average height, lightly tanned, short black hair, dark brown eyes
Information & Traits: Can come off as being a bit arrogant and aloof at times but is quite nice if you get to know her
Bio: She is the daughter of General Bryce Drabek, the Dictator of Fictions, her mother died of natural causes when she was quite young, she has never been out of her country and has been home-schooled by private tutors all her life.
Comments: if possible, she will have armed body guards.

Student Application
Full Name: Ana Drabek
Home Nation: The Dictatorship of Fictions
Age: 16
Clubs to Join: Chess, Newspaper
Sports to Join: Swimming
Physical Description: Average height, lightly tanned, short black hair, dark brown eyes
Information & Traits: Can come off as being a bit arrogant and aloof at times but is quite nice if you get to know her
Bio: She is the daughter of General Bryce Drabek, the Dictator of Fictions, her mother died of natural causes when she was quite young, she has never been out of her country and has been home-schooled by private tutors all her life.
Comments: if possible, she will have armed body guards.

ooc: hrm, i can pretty much say 'accepted,' but as i have no official powers yet, its still basically Viz's call. armed guards...i think that's acceptable, but there may be a restriction (i don't remember), possibly only one. once i set up my admin char, i can begin to interact, but i'll have to wait for Viz for now, i don't want to assume powers i don't officially have.

OOC: alright, so does that mean i should just wait for an official acceptance?

Full Name: Ms. Alexandria Jackson.
Home Nation: Harland.
Age: 22.
Physical Description: (Color, height, build, etc) She is a slim, white woman with long blonde hair.
Position: Rugby Coach.
Resume: Ex-coach for the lengendary 'Langdon', who, under he position as coach since she was 19-21, won 2 Harland Leagues, 2 Harland Cups, 2 All-Harland Tournaments and 3 Harland Challenges.
Information & Traits: In teaching, she is strict, but aims to bring back 'the lost art of good clean fun'. Outside, she is a relaxed, confident person.
Bio: Born in Langdon City, she was well educated at Langdon Western, quickly becoming coach for Langdon RFC and now aims to teach children.
Comments: This school is a great chance for all.

ooc: go ahead and rp your arrival, i'll set up my char. and have him intro you.

Full Name: John Masden
Home Nation: CFUS
Age: 28
Physical Description: (Color, height, build, etc): hefty, but not fat, it's all bulk muscle from his days as a football player. 5' 11", brown hair, gray eyes.
Position: Admin assn't/coach
Resume: Attended MEridian University, graduation with a degree in Education and Kinesiology. Coached Meridian Patriots for 4 consecutive championship seasons.
Information & Traits: has a younger brother, James. the two get along well, though john has the obvious dominant personality. speaks softly for his immense build, but can roar like the most foul-mouthed drill instructor ever.
Bio: [think i answered this in the previous sections, oops]
Comments: all-around nice guy, usually seen in warm-ups instead of a suit (which he hates).

ooc2: sorry for not replying, i got distracted by a girl...

OOC: Me, Free US? I'm not really sure since you confirmed the other guy, sorr. :(

ooc: i was talking to the other guy, i didn't even notice yours, i apologize. go ahead. if Viz gets mad, it'll be at me, ehehe...

OOC: Cheers.
IC:

Alexandria Jackson was driving her HM Majesty, a 4x4, towards the IST. She had all her equipment in the hatch, and her beatiful features shone out. She had Canyons of Freedom, a relaxing Native American song by Sarah Ronan and a few guest singers, playing in the car.

She soon parked her car in the IST, and looked in the car mirror. Her beatiful, young features were attracting, and her white long sleeved shirt was recently bought, along with her navy blue jeans and her white trianers/sneakers. She jumped out of the car, grabbed her large bag of equipment and her suitcases and started walking into the IST building.

OOC: Cheers.
IC:

Alexandria Jackson was driving her HM Majesty, a 4x4, towards the IST. She had all her equipment in the hatch, and her beatiful features shone out. She had Canyons of Freedom, a relaxing Native American song by Sarah Ronan and a few guest singers, playing in the car.

She soon parked her car in the IST, and looked in the car mirror. Her beatiful, young features were attracting, and her white long sleeved shirt was recently bought, along with her navy blue jeans and her white trianers/sneakers. She jumped out of the car, grabbed her large bag of equipment and her suitcases and started walking into the IST building.

Finishing up his morning jog, John Masden saw a young woman with long blonde hair walking onto campus. It reminded him of something he was supposed to do...what was it? Then his eyes widened, that's right! The new coach. He felt ecstatic, being one of the few(?) coaches on campus. Of course, his job was mostly administrative, but he still had an affinity towards the athletics department. He jogged over and greeted her.

"The new coach, right?" he asked as he slowed to a walk. "Welcome to the IST, I'm John Masden."

Ana took a deep breath before stepping into the administration office, she was finally here, out of her own country, into the world which she had so often longed to see but had never been allowed, already the differences between here and Fictions were almost enough to make her dizzy. walking up to the secretary she paused a moment then spoke
"excuse me, I'm a new student, am I in the right place?"

"Thank you, sir," she smiled, her smile stunningling beautiful. "I'm Alex Jackson, call me Alex. "The new Rugby coach for IST. May I ask, what do you teach?"

Ana took a deep breath before stepping into the administration office, she was finally here, out of her own country, into the world which she had so often longed to see but had never been allowed, already the differences between here and Fictions were almost enough to make her dizzy. walking up to the secretary she paused a moment then spoke
"excuse me, I'm a new student, am I in the right place?"

ooc: Viz, forgive me...

ic:

"You sure are," the secretary said. She looked the student over. "Hrm, Mr. Masden should be around for your orientation, but something's keeping him" she glanced at the watch, "He's usually done with his run by now...gimme a sec, hon." The secretary picked up the phone and speed-dialed.

-------------

As John stood with Miss Jackson, his cell phone rang. He excused himself and answered.

"Oh, I see...I'm with the new coach, she arrived today too...yes, I understand, tell her to have a seat and I'll be right in." He turned to Alexandria, "Let's head over to the office."

"OK." she nodded.

Ana took a deep breath before stepping into the administration office, she was finally here, out of her own country, into the world which she had so often longed to see but had never been allowed, already the differences between here and Fictions were almost enough to make her dizzy. walking up to the secretary she paused a moment then spoke
"excuse me, I'm a new student, am I in the right place?"

"Thank you, sir," she smiled, her smile stunningling beautiful. "I'm Alex Jackson, call me Alex. "The new Rugby coach for IST. May I ask, what do you teach?"

"Oh, I'm mostly an administrator," he answered, leading her to the office, "But I dabble in whatever needs to be taught. I have a general education degree, so there's no subject I don't know at least a little about." He opened the door to the office. "Ana?" he asked the girl, "Sorry to keep you waiting. Let's get the both of you oriented, eh?"

"alright" she nodded and walked over to the teachers, feeling slightly nervous, but exited at the same time

"Hey," smiled Alex.

"The IST, as I'm sure you're aware of, hosts students from all over the world, representing countries as deverse as liberal democracies and socialist states, to monarchies and dictatorships. No matter the creed, we ask that all students respect one another's diversity," Masden said. He led them through the halls, noting school buildings and what they housed, the immense athletic fields and facilities, the food court, and went over to the dorms. "Most students are housed in dorms, of which there are single and twin accomodations, considering the student's preferences...." He continued to walk through the school, explaining as he went.

"Fantastic," smiled Alex. "How is coaches' dorms, may I ask?"

"This school looks..brilliant," she nodded. "A few fields here look great for some rugby, got to admit."

She followed, keeping an awed silence, the school was larger than she had thought and she was trying her best to take it all in, occasionally she fell slightly behind because something had caught her eye but she caught up quickly

"Fantastic," smiled Alex. "How is coaches' dorms, may I ask?"

"This school looks..brilliant," she nodded. "A few fields here look great for some rugby, got to admit."

She followed, keeping an awed silence, the school was larger than she had thought and she was trying her best to take it all in, occasionally she fell slightly behind because something had caught her eye but she caught up quickly

ooc: sorry, net crapped out on me...

ic:

"You keeping up, Ana?" John asked as he turned to answer Alex, "We have separate fields for each sport," he answered. "And teachers get their own apartment space or residence, depending on family situation and such..."

"yes, sorry" she hurried up "it's just so... different, to what I'm used to I mean..."

"Not used to it," said Alex. "Don't worry, it'll last for a day at max."

"yes, sorry" she hurried up "it's just so... different, to what I'm used to I mean..."

"Not used to it," said Alex. "Don't worry, it'll last for a day at max."

"Don't worry, everyone's like that when they first come here," John said. "I myself got lost the first day," he admitted.

"Hmm, not happening to me," observed Alex. "Probably to do with all those away matches with Langdon..."

"Hmm, not happening to me," observed Alex. "Probably to do with all those away matches with Langdon..."

He smiled at her cockiness, "I'll remember that..."

Student Application
Full Name: Kyle Terrahn Serention
Home Nation: the Empire of Avarahn
Age: 14
Clubs to Join: Chess, Imperialists United, Liberals R Us
Sports to Join: Track, Swimming
Physical Description: Slim and toned. Skin light brown. Black hair. Black eyes. About 65 kg and 1.76 metres tall. ( obviously he is of the male gender )
Information & Traits: Generally quiet, not a troublemaker, studies hard, plays hard. Polite. Patient but when angry can be very very fearsome( as with all royals from Avarahn). Friendly. Single.
Bio: Younger brother to the Emperor of Avarahn. So he is styled, You Imperial Highness in his home nation. But in this school he can be called just Kyle or Highness. Studied in a school with other kids, so no royal complexities or arrogance. Prefers the subjects of languages, history and geography.

Comments: The Emperor would prefer his brother to be treated a snormal as possible but of course without being mentally or physically harmed. If his brother is intentionally harmed, the Emperor of Avarahn will be quite angry.
Also, the Emperor requsts to send more than 6 guards. Though we will accept 6 in the dorms and school but we would like 6 more guards to be on the premises but they will nit interfere or make themselves visible in any way.

"So, when may I meet the students?" asked Alex.

OOC: On the note of guards, for everyones knowledge, from here on out I really, really prefer no guards. However, if it is a MUST, you may send upto six guards (1 into the classroom) so long as the following is acceptable:
-He (or she) does classwork too! (lol)
-He/she may only carry a dagger and a revolver at most - no automatic handguns.
-He/she may be asked to leave if we do not feel comfortable with them on the campus.

OOC: On the note of guards, for everyones knowledge, from here on out I really, really prefer no guards. However, if it is a MUST, you may send upto six guards (1 into the classroom) so long as the following is acceptable:
-He (or she) does classwork too! (lol)
-He/she may only carry a dagger and a revolver at most - no automatic handguns.
-He/she may be asked to leave if we do not feel comfortable with them on the campus.

cool ...

then i will just send 6...

cheers

Student Application
Full Name: Kyle Terrahn Serention
Home Nation: the Empire of Avarahn
Age: 14
Clubs to Join: Chess, Imperialists United, Liberals R Us
Sports to Join: Track, Swimming
Physical Description: Slim and toned. Skin light brown. Black hair. Black eyes. About 65 kg and 1.76 metres tall. ( obviously he is of the male gender )
Information & Traits: Generally quiet, not a troublemaker, studies hard, plays hard. Polite. Patient but when angry can be very very fearsome( as with all royals from Avarahn). Friendly. Single.
Bio: Younger brother to the Emperor of Avarahn. So he is styled, You Imperial Highness in his home nation. But in this school he can be called just Kyle or Highness. Studied in a school with other kids, so no royal complexities or arrogance. Prefers the subjects of languages, history and geography.

Comments: The Emperor would prefer his brother to be treated a snormal as possible but of course without being mentally or physically harmed. If his brother is intentionally harmed, the Emperor of Avarahn will be quite angry.
Also, the Emperor requsts to send more than 6 guards. Though we will accept 6 in the dorms and school but we would like 6 more guards to be on the premises but they will nit interfere or make themselves visible in any way.
Serention Family,

Thank you for your interest in the International School for Teens, world-renowned for its excellence in cultural diversity and quality of education. The application has been approved, albeit with one point: we cannot allow more than six guards - and one for 'classroom duty' - onto the campus.

We hope you understand, and look forward to meeting young Kyle upon his arrival!

Richard Thornsbury

Admissions Co-Chair

OOC: On the note of guards, for everyones knowledge, from here on out I really, really prefer no guards. However, if it is a MUST, you may send upto six guards (1 into the classroom) so long as the following is acceptable:
-He (or she) does classwork too! (lol)
-He/she may only carry a dagger and a revolver at most - no automatic handguns.
-He/she may be asked to leave if we do not feel comfortable with them on the campus.

ooc: hope my butting in was ok. and i was leaving the guards up to you cuz i forgot, btw...

OOC: np :) thanks for helpin btw

Richard Thornsbury the Admissions Co-Chair,


Thank you for your message. We greatly appreciate your acceptance of His Imperial Highness Kyle Serention. We dully accept the restrictions on the number of guards and we will send 6 of them only.

Kyle Serention should be arriving soon and we hope that he will enjoy his time in the school.

Sincerely,

Lord Azreen Ismail Hancock ( DGE Gryphon ),
Lord Chamberlain to the Imperial Palace,
Empire of Avarahn.


ps. It would be preferred if all future official communications could be addressed to the Imperial Palace. Thank you.

Student Application
Full Name: Justin Wiremu
Home Nation: Kjomasasopia
Age: 14
Clubs to Join:
Sports to Join: Rugby, Gridiron and Basketball(If Needed)
Physical Description: Pacific Islander, About 6' and Muscly for age
Information & Traits: Captain of Kjomasasopian Opens Schoolboys Team ( 13 yo - 18 yo's)
Bio:A member of the legendary Wiremu Family, a respected sporting family in KJOI
Comments: Preferably Starting Team and Captain of Rugby team.

Staff Application
Full Name: Malcolm Wiremu
Home Nation: Kjomasasopia
Age: 47
Physical Description: Pacific Islander, 6'1, Average build
Position: Rugby Coach
Resume: Kjomasasopian Rugby League Coach (2006 -), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Team Coach (2000 - 2006), Kjomasasopian Rugby League Schoolboys Team Coach (2008), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Schoolboys Team Coach (2000,2002 - 2004, 2006), Zuzic Panthers 1st Grade Team Coach (1997 -)
Information & Traits:Former Test Captain of Kjomasasopia (Rugby Union, Rugby League)
Bio:As stated above. also, the Father of Justin Wiremu. 2nd generation of Wiremu Family Sportsman, father of 4 (Colby, Shellford and Tama are all KJO Rugby Union and League Superstars, and Justin is not too far off)
Comments: A very handy asset to such a large school. can also assist with Basketball Coaching.

Student Application
Full Name: Justin Wiremu
Home Nation: Kjomasasopia
Age: 14
Clubs to Join:
Sports to Join: Rugby, Gridiron and Basketball(If Needed)
Physical Description: Pacific Islander, About 6' and Muscly for age
Information & Traits: Captain of Kjomasasopian Opens Schoolboys Team ( 13 yo - 18 yo's)
Bio:A member of the legendary Wiremu Family, a respected sporting family in KJOI
Comments: Preferably Starting Team and Captain of Rugby team.
Justin Wiremu,

Thank you for considering the International School for Teens! We are very pleased to announce that your application has been viewed and you have been accepted! We look forward to your arrival!

Richard Thornsbury
Admissions Co-Chair

Staff Application
Full Name: Malcolm Wiremu
Home Nation: Kjomasasopia
Age: 47
Physical Description: Pacific Islander, 6'1, Average build
Position: Rugby Coach
Resume: Kjomasasopian Rugby League Coach (2006 -), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Team Coach (2000 - 2006), Kjomasasopian Rugby League Schoolboys Team Coach (2008), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Schoolboys Team Coach (2000,2002 - 2004, 2006), Zuzic Panthers 1st Grade Team Coach (1997 -)
Information & Traits:Former Test Captain of Kjomasasopia (Rugby Union, Rugby League)
Bio:As stated above. also, the Father of Justin Wiremu. 2nd generation of Wiremu Family Sportsman, father of 4 (Colby, Shellford and Tama are all KJO Rugby Union and League Superstars, and Justin is not too far off)
Comments: A very handy asset to such a large school. can also assist with Basketball Coaching.
Malcolm Wiremu,

We most certainly like what we see on your resume. After consulting with the Dean of Staff, we have agreed to accept you into our coaching team. Thank you for your interest, and we look forward to meeting you upon your arrival.

Jerry Springfield
Staff Applications Co-Chair

"Justin, get up. We are going for a boat ride."
"Dad? where?" Justin responds, half awake.
"We got into that school for teens."
"we?"
"Yeah, WE. I got the job as rugby coach."
"AWESOME!" and with that, both Justin and Malcolm pack their things, and leave Wiremu Manor, where Justin has called home for the past 14 years, for the biggest adventure of their lives.
"how long is this boat trip?"
"Four days. i brought extra travel sickness tablets, just for you, J."

((OOC: I'm still a rugby coach, right? Along with the other guy/gal, of course.))

Justin Wiremu,

Thank you for considering the International School for Teens! We are very pleased to announce that your application has been viewed and you have been accepted! We look forward to your arrival!

Richard Thornsbury
Admissions Co-Chair


Malcolm Wiremu,

We most certainly like what we see on your resume. After consulting with the Dean of Staff, we have agreed to accept you into our coaching team. Thank you for your interest, and we look forward to meeting you upon your arrival.

Jerry Springfield
Staff Applications Co-Chair

((OOC: I'm still a rugby coach, right? Along with the other guy/gal, of course.))

ooc: erm, Viz must not have seen your job description. in the name of fairness, my call would be that harlander is the head coach, with Mr. Wiremu being the assn't coach. i am a mod, of sorts, but i want it to be a compromise both can live with. so, get back to me and we can work this out...

OOC: Yes, sorry, I did not see that. I'll edit the original post. My bad.

in all due respect to Harlander, i think that Mal Wiremu is MORE than qualified as head coach. but as long as hes working, he will be happy. just have the sitch clarified before he gets there (tuesday)

OOC: Was that IC or OOC post? I'm assuming OOC... it will remain Harlander's job as he was accepted previously by The Free States. It was my mistake for overlooking that before accepting. So you can either coach one of the other teams or be an assistant coach. :)

^ ooc:it was ic.

I mean, seriously, look at that resume! impressive,ya?
Resume: Kjomasasopian Rugby League Coach (2006 -), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Team Coach (2000 - 2006), Kjomasasopian Rugby League Schoolboys Team Coach (2008), Kjomasasopian Rugby Union Schoolboys Team Coach (2000,2002 - 2004, 2006), Zuzic Panthers 1st Grade Team Coach (1997 -)
anyway,
ic: Mal will take the First XV assistant coach(for this year ONLY. if he cant make head coach, hes out.) he can also help with the second XV as well.

oh btw, the application mentioned Malcolm can assist with Basketball. do you need him to do so?

ooc: never mentioned what my char coached, i was thinking soccer. but he may also coach basketball etc. would he like to head-coach basketball w/ my char as an assistant?

^After an Hour of consideration, Mal will take the helm of the Basketball team.

OOC: Was that IC or OOC post? I'm assuming OOC... it will remain Harlander's job as he was accepted previously by The Free States. It was my mistake for overlooking that before accepting. So you can either coach one of the other teams or be an assistant coach. :)

((OOC: i'll be assistant coach.

^no, you are head coach. You got the job first, Malcolm only applied because his son was going to be attending the school, and he likes to be involved with his boys' playing careers. in all fairness, its your job.

((OOC: So much for that then. Sorry dude/gal who plays Malcolm guy, I tried. ))

^ooc:I play him. I just got you your job back. You're welcome.

OOC: Thank you. Now, where did we leave off? :p:p:p

ooc:boat trip!

OOC: Oh yeah...I'll go with that Alex is currently in her room, hope that be OK. :)
IC:

Alex was reading The Harland Herald, daily national newspaper of Harland, with some Native American music playing loudly. She had a large bottle of water on her beside table, qhich she drunk occasionaly.

"Cool," she said to herself. "Langdon top of the league, again."

(OOC: how are lessons run in this, I assume there would be some seening as it's a school...)

(OOC: how are lessons run in this, I assume there would be some seening as it's a school...)

ooc none have ever been done as every thing been RPed as after classes have end or it was the weekend

(OOC: oh, well, I'll just wait for something with students to start then)

Full Name:Jayceon Booker
Home Nation: Angaor
Age: 14
Clubs to Join:
Sports to Join: American Football, Basketball, Track and Field
Physical Description: Slim, muscular, brown skin, Black long hair usually in braids, Brown eyes. Height:5'11 Weight: 150
Information & Traits: Funny, Smart, Gets into trouble alot, Hot-tempered, laid back most of the time.
Bio: Born on the westside of Lenoir. Area known for its gangs and drugs He grew up in poverty and poor from a early age.
He resort to the gang life and begin to deal drugs but after a few run in with the law.
He decided to focus on school and Begin to play sports He excelled at them.
Comments: Dual threat quarterback, Point guard in basketball and sprinter in track. Honors included Angaorian Sports Elite 11 Quarterback,
Rade Middle School All-American, Nation No. 1 dual-threat Freshman quarterback, Basketball he rated the No.11 point guard in the nation.

^ To: Jayceon Booker
From: Malcolm Wiremu
"how fast can you run the hundred?"

Arriving after 4 days at sea, the new assistant rugby coach and head basketball coach and his sportstar son have arrived at the docks in Vitalita, imported_ViZion.

"Now what, Dad?"
"well, I'll call the school and see if we can get someone to pick us up, or possibly directions."

Mal dialed the number of the school he had somehow gotten on his cell, and waited.

the phone rang.

the phone rang TWICE.

THE PHONE RANG FOR AN UNBELIEVABLY EXTREME THIRD TIME!

"Hullo?" Masden asked as he answered his cell. The secretary was telling him about the arrival of the new coach and his son. "All right, I'll be right over." He excused himself, setting Ana(ooc: ?) up with someone to help her into her dorm and set of for his car.

He lowered himself into the roomy BMW and started the engine. He was suddenly busier than he'd been in a long time, but that was a good thing.

(OOC: I'll just assume she's in her dorm now)

Ana sat on the bed she'd been given in the dorm and began to unpack her things, it had been an interesting day and this new country was so very different to anything she could have imagined, sure she had seen other places on TV but it wasn't the same as being there, and now she was, she felt a small pang of homesickness but it was soon over.

Full Name: Artemisia Korben (http://www.drinkatwork.com/tgpamandabynes.jpg)
Home Nation: Republic of Aresium
Age: 15
Clubs to Join: Chess, Travel the World!
Sports to Join: Soccer, Track
Physical Description: White skin, modest height, definately fit.
Information & Traits: Sort of an individualist with only a handful of people that she really cares about the most and who is mostly carefree unless provoked. Definately studious and athletic.
Bio: Artemisia Korben is the sister of the Aresian chess prodigy, Demosthenes Korben who has taught her the tricks of the trade while helping her out with her athletic aspirations. She was given the chance to attend the International School as a birthday gift from her parents. Artemisia is modest but can easily shed her modesty if the situation demands it.
Comments: Has excellent grades and can do pretty good when it comes to athletics. Expects to have a good time in your school.

OOC: Shall I send her in?

OOC: Shall I send her in?

ooc you should know from posting in this thread last time it a waste of time asking and just start posting

huh have more posts in this ,then the OP

Staff Application
Full Name: Phoneix 'Jonathan' Johnson
Home Nation: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion
Age: 26
Physical Description: 6 foot 4
Position: Chemistry, Physics and Maths teacher
Resume: Was a fighter pilot in his younger days in the Imperial Lynion Air Force. Decided to go into teaching and became an excellent teacher in Chemistry, Physics and Maths at Lynx Universtiy.
Information & Traits: High Degree in Chemistry and Physics. Degree in Mathamtices. He was a martial arts teacher which he did as a part time job
Bio: Phoneix Kingston or Jonathan as his friends call him, was an excellent fighter pilot from the age of 16 to the age of 26 when he went to part time while studing teaching courses. He doesn't talk much about his military career but tends to focus on everything thats in front of him.
Comments: He is an excellent teacher.

The idea that the chance to go to a prestigious school in Vizion would be made into a birthday gift was surprising to the fifteen year old Artemisia Korben who had recieved such a gift from her parents among many others which she deemed were more expected such as DVDs and a brand new music player which she had brought with her to the school chock full of songs from top Aresian artists. She was wearing a modest light green dress with a lavish skirt and buttons that went down in a row along the front with the sleeves near the shoulders being somewhat puffed up to make it all the more adorable. It was her mother's idea to get her to wear it just once at least. Her hair was let down and she wore a little locket that contained a picture of her family around her neck. She had other clothes such as a bright red tank top but those were stashed away with the rest of her luggage. She walked inside the school and looked around to see if people were there to welcome her into the ranks of the school.

OOC: Anyone can talk/greet Artemisia here. Yes, she's single for all those who want to know. :wink:

Ana finished sorting out her stuff, she saw little point in staying in the dorms when there was no one else about so she slipped out and back into the main school. She wandered the corridors for a while, she had reached the entrance again and saw another girl standing there waiting.

Ana finished sorting out her stuff, she saw little point in staying in the dorms when there was no one else about so she slipped out and back into the main school. She wandered the corridors for a while, she had reached the entrance again and saw another girl standing there waiting.

Artemisia had seen Ana looking at her and apparently she assumed like she wanted to talk about something or perhaps just wanted to welcome her on behalf of the other students. Artemisia smiled at Ana and looked at her with a curious look. Perhaps Ana would know about how to get settled in the school?

Seeing the other girl smile at her Ana took that as an invitation to speak
"Hi, I'm Ana, are you new?"

(OOC: sorry about the crappy short post -_-)

Full Name: Peter McReedy
Home Nation: The United Kingdom Of Ustio North
Age: 16
Clubs to Join: Newspaper, Business
Sports to Join: Basketball
Physical Description: 5'9, relatively muscley, blonde hair, brown eyes
Information & Traits: Just finished his last year in high school (Studying Business, Media, Film & Television and English), a team player, captain of St. Stanley's School Basketball team.
Bio: Looking to become a journalist of some sorts, Peter hails from Port St. Stanley, in the north-east of Ustio. His family have work in the shipyards since as far back as records show. However, Peter wanted to get away from all that. His parents have no problem with that, and have allowed him to apply to the IST. He has three older brothers - Nathan, Owen and Patrick.
Comments: None

I had a student here before, but he's moved on since then. So here's the newest dude from U.N

^ To: Jayceon Booker
From: Malcolm Wiremu
"how fast can you run the hundred?"

Jayceon arrived at the school he looked around and thought to himself that this was nice. It looked
better than his old school the building looked new and not like his old school which looked like
it had a thousand bullet holes from drive by shootings. He hoped the inside looked like the outside
He arrived threw the front doors he looked at envelope which was from a coach he assumed. Because it
was asking how fast he ran the hundred. He answer to the letter with "my fastest time was 10.8 but
i usually ran a 11 flat to 11.2. He resealed the envelope and handed it to aide in the office he asked them

"Could you send this to Malcolm Wiremu ?" said Jayceon

Full Name:Jayceon Booker
Home Nation: Angaor
Age: 14
Clubs to Join:
Sports to Join: American Football, Basketball, Track and Field
Physical Description: Slim, muscular, brown skin, Black long hair usually in braids, Brown eyes. Height:5'11 Weight: 150
Information & Traits: Funny, Smart, Gets into trouble alot, Hot-tempered, laid back most of the time.
Bio: Born on the westside of Lenoir. Area known for its gangs and drugs He grew up in poverty and poor from a early age.
He resort to the gang life and begin to deal drugs but after a few run in with the law.
He decided to focus on school and Begin to play sports He excelled at them.
Comments: Dual threat quarterback, Point guard in basketball and sprinter in track. Honors included Angaorian Sports Elite 11 Quarterback,
Rade Middle School All-American, Nation No. 1 dual-threat Freshman quarterback, Basketball he rated the No.11 point guard in the nation.

Full Name: Artemisia Korben (http://www.drinkatwork.com/tgpamandabynes.jpg)
Home Nation: Republic of Aresium
Age: 15
Clubs to Join: Chess, Travel the World!
Sports to Join: Soccer, Track
Physical Description: White skin, modest height, definately fit.
Information & Traits: Sort of an individualist with only a handful of people that she really cares about the most and who is mostly carefree unless provoked. Definately studious and athletic.
Bio: Artemisia Korben is the sister of the Aresian chess prodigy, Demosthenes Korben who has taught her the tricks of the trade while helping her out with her athletic aspirations. She was given the chance to attend the International School as a birthday gift from her parents. Artemisia is modest but can easily shed her modesty if the situation demands it.
Comments: Has excellent grades and can do pretty good when it comes to athletics. Expects to have a good time in your school.

OOC: Shall I send her in?

Staff Application
Full Name: Phoneix 'Jonathan' Johnson
Home Nation: Vamperial Kingdom of Lynion
Age: 26
Physical Description: 6 foot 4
Position: Chemistry, Physics and Maths teacher
Resume: Was a fighter pilot in his younger days in the Imperial Lynion Air Force. Decided to go into teaching and became an excellent teacher in Chemistry, Physics and Maths at Lynx Universtiy.
Information & Traits: High Degree in Chemistry and Physics. Degree in Mathamtices. He was a martial arts teacher which he did as a part time job
Bio: Phoneix Kingston or Jonathan as his friends call him, was an excellent fighter pilot from the age of 16 to the age of 26 when he went to part time while studing teaching courses. He doesn't talk much about his military career but tends to focus on everything thats in front of him.
Comments: He is an excellent teacher.

ooc: all accepted. though, Lynion, I think we may have some reservations. as far as i know, this is overly RL, with exception to the sousuke-type kids that attend...it should be fine though. also, thank you thank you for giving us more staff (i think it's just me and Viz)

ooc classes never happen so what the point of posting as a teacher

ooc: hey, i'm a teacher :P

ooc i post too much in this thread to know that posting going and doing classes stop long ago as every one just want with the fun things :p

ooc: really wish i could post smilies...anyway, maybe that's why this is a revival, eh, mon frere?

ooc: Shall I repost my intro back on page 243 or are we continuing the rp where it was left off?

ooc: go ahead, i think some of the rpers dropped, so it'll be fresh, w/ the new ppl

OOC: I know this is a long read and a repost but please...bear with me on it. I put a lot of time an effort into the details so people would have a good reference in which to check when RPing with me. Thanks...I'm posting her arrival very shortly.

Student Application

Name: Nataliya Radchenko (nah-TAH-l'yah rad-CHAIN-ko)
Gender: Female
Age: 15 years old
Nation: Republic of Karshkovia
Birth Date: April 10th, 1993
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 95lbs
Blood Type: AB+
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Sky Blue
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Fluent in: Karshka, Russian, English, Japanese, German, Latin
Build: Slim (looks nearly identical to her sister)
Father: President Vladimir Radchenko (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/president.htm)
Mother: Prime Minister Valentina Borofsky (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/prime%20minister.htm)
Sister: Anastasiya Radchenko (http://myweb.cableone.net/bschott/AnnaPassport.jpg) - 25 years old
Current grade level: Sophomore
Hobbies: Tennis, Swimming, Reading, Horseback Riding, Astronomy
Clubs to Join: Chess, Astronomy, Debate
Sports to Join: Horse Club, swimming team
Favorite Color: Green
Allergic to: Cats
Bodyguards: Four (4) Federal Protective Service of Karshkovia (FSO) Officers, two (2) female/two (2) male. One personal bodyguard, Svetlana Borzakov, Captain in the Presidential Guard (in charge of personal security).

Personality: Nataliya hero-worships her 25 year old sister, and likes to joke about being a 'princess' of her nation (though the royalty system was abolished over 50 years ago, and her parents are the President and the Prime Minister of the nation. She does hold the nation's original 'Royal Princess' crown however and loves to wear it at formal events. Her sister holds the 'Queen-in-Waiting' crown).

She is a bright, open-minded young woman, and has a very unusual interest (for a teenager) in politics and hopes to become the head of Karshkovia in the future (unlike her sister which has no love for politics). She tries to stay current on international events.

She will accept being called Natalie or Tasha but HATES Natie. Nataliya has one personality flaw that she will spend an hour or more caring for her hair.*



*Note:
In ancient Karshkovia nothing involving power was small. To that effect, a certain social peculiarity of sorts became popular because of the ruling of an ancient Queen that wanted to establish a pecking order among the female population. The rule became that the length of a woman's hair indicates her status level in society. Rules concerning this are strictly followed, even in major cities in modern times. To this effect, the length of a woman's hair is not a fashion trend; it is a badge of office. (Foreigners and non-residents are not held to this rule)

For example, in old times servant girls in Karshkovia were required to keep their hair short. Nothing past their earlobes was allowed. Today, this status is reserved for women who work minimum wage jobs or have very limited mobility in the job market. Waitresses are often a good reference to use.

Also in old times, if a woman was a librarian, small shop owner, or minor royalty she was allowed to wear her hair down to the tops of her solders but no further. Today, small business owners, profession women and minor politicians are allowed to wear their hair this length. Also, if a woman is able to trace back her heritage to royalty, she may wear her hair the length of her royal bloodline would allow.

For women who were major business owners, or high royalty, they were allowed to wear their hair down to the middle of their back. Today such women are Successful big business owners/CEOs, high politicians or can trace their royal bloodlines to ex kings and queens (or other high royal successors).

Only one woman was ever allowed to have hair that touched her waist-line or lower and that was the Queen. Now that Karshkovia did not have a monarchy, the wife of the President...the First Lady...was allowed (and expected) to have hair this length. Now that she was also the Prime Minister, it made it doubly acceptable.

That left Anastasiya and Nataliya. The sisters are not formally part of the Government in any official capacity, however they are the daughters of the 'King and Queen' per say, and because of this, they are allowed (and expected) to wear their hair between the middle of her back and their waist.

Only the 'Princess' would ever be allowed hair long enough to approach her mother's length. Since Anastasia was older, she was allowed to have her hair nearly at her waist, while Nataliya can only have her hair to the small of her back. Both of the daughters are fiercely proud of their hair.

(Women are allowed to style their hair how they want today as long as the length of their hair fits or is less than their station. Karshkovian women in general are very focused on hair care and an extremely large market for hair care products and hair fashion. Knowing this, expensive hair-care oriented gifts are recommended for those seeking the favor of a Karshkovian woman.

Women with high status are allowed to wear their hair short, however this is a rare occurrence. On the other hand, women wearing their hair longer than their station allows are ostracized from the community, arrested and forced to have their hair cut shorter than their station would normal allow for a maximum length. They are fined large sums of money and can legally be fired or forced to resign. In some cases, a woman can be shaved bald.)

ooc: wow, really nice...accepted. actually sounds like she coulda been from my country, sans the royalty, of course....

President Vladimir Radchenko stood alone on the balcony located directly behind the large antique oak desk in the Presidential Office of the People’s Palace in the capital city of Karshkovia, Zostar. Leaning on the ancient stone railing, he took a sip from the crystal glass of the chilled Ameriana coffee while staring out over the capital city as the sun rose over the Karshka Mountains. The long shadows and orange-yellow light of the early morning sun painted the people of the city in a warm glow as they passed each other on their way to work. Some, scattered here and there, were heading to home from the various factories, restaurants, and taverns that spattered the city.

Over the last few years, outside trade, international aid, and negotiations with major international corporations had given Karshkovia a new breath of life. Nearly every aspect of the nation had been updated; roads had been repaired and repaved, new power plants and electric lines had been constructed, businesses had products to sell that people wanted, food was plentiful and the people had never been happier since the declaration of independence from the old soviet empire.

It was also a wonder to watch his children grow into young women with so many more opportunities available to them; though his oldest, Anastasiya, would never have the current opportunity he was about to give his youngest daughter. Vladimir had learned of an international school where children were being taught by the brightest teachers. They also had the opportunity to meet, interact and understand those of other nationalities. It wouldn’t be cheap tuition but his daughter's future was worth ever cent.

As he thought on this, a woman’s silky voice purred softly into Vladimir’s ear as her arms wrapped around his chest from behind. She slowly pressed her body against him in a reverse hug.

“Good Morning to you, my dove” Vladimir said as he took one of his wife’s hands and kissed it gently then turned to face her. Her lush brown, hair swirled past her waist and glowed in the early summer light while her emerald green eyes shone with fire and life.

Vladimir remembered when he had met her twenty seven years ago. He was a wet behind the ears 19 year old engineer fresh from the trade school, helping to build a new runway at the Zostar airport. Prime Minister Valentina Borofsky had been a Lieutenant Borofsky of the Russian Air Force fresh from the academy, flying co-pilot in cargo planes of various sizes. They had met by chance in a hanger and it was an instant attraction, where they had began courting shortly after. After the revolution started, Vladimir took great risks to keep her safe and hidden as she and her crew had been trapped on the ground when the fighting broke out. Despite her nationality and the fighting between his nation and hers so many years ago, she was now Valentina Radchenko, the first First Lady of Karshkovia and Prime Minister Valentina Borofsky of the Republic of Karshkovia. To him, she was simply Val…his beloved wife, friend, mother of his children and soul-mate. He loved her even more now than the day they were wed twenty-six years ago.

“You slept well, Da?” Valentina asked her husband while nuzzling her nose against the side of his neck.

“You are such a jokester but I love you anyway.” Vladimir said as he looked down at his lovely wife.

“What is this ‘love’? You said nothing of love last night, Mr. President.”

“I didn’t have time to say anything if I remember. I was fighting for my honor.”

Valentina’s eyes twinkled and she grinned, “Perhaps you didn’t fight hard enough?”

Vladimir laughed, “Didn’t fight hard enough? I feel as if I boxed ten rounds with the world champion!”

“Lyublyu tebya vsem sertsem, vsey dushoyu.” Valentina purred while smiling at her husband.

“I love you with all my heart and soul as well, my wife."

As they kissed, a girl’s voice drifted out onto the balcony

“Ahg! I didn’t need to see that! Get a room!”

Vladimir and Valentina turned to see their youngest daughter, Nataliya, standing near her father’s desk holding a military status report in front of her face as if to shield her eyes from the sight of her parents kissing. Her shockingly light blue eyes peaked over the edge of the report to see if her parents were still in their embrace. Her long red hair swirled from a breeze brought in by the late afternoon breeze.

“What is this? Your father can not kiss me anymore?” Valentina asked, teasing her daughter by giving Vladimir a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Yeah, but just don’t do it while I’m around. Please?”

Her parents laughed and walked off the balcony and into the Presidential Office, while Nataliya looked over the reports on her father’s desk.

“Dad, where’s the report from Director Lempitski of the National Space Agency? “

Vladimir sighed and shook his head, “Nataliya, how many times must I say this. Those reports are not for your eyes.”

“Dad, come on. Please? You let me see the last one.”

Vladimir looked over at his wife who simple shrugged her shoulders as if to say, It's your desk, you handle it. Sighing again, Vladimir pulled a folder marked CONFIDENTIAL from his desk and laid it in front of his daughter while looking at his wife, “A lot of help you are”. Valentina smiled and rubbed her husband’s back with her left hand.

Vladimir and his wife had a running joke between them that Nataliya probably knew more about the happenings of their nation than they did. Honestly though, they both encouraged their daughter’s interest in her homeland and while some things were still off limits, slowly she was allowed to have access to more and more documents as she proved she could keep them secret. She had a good head on her shoulders and a grasp on politics and the workings of inner government bureaucracy that surprised her parents. Her father knew from his own time in office that she was going to make a star politician one day.

“Wait, Dad, why are they pushing back the launch of the Sputnik A? The Cosmodrome is repaired and updated. All the building and facilities are in working order. What…they say they need more training time? He has had two years of training! He is too timid! There is no reason to wait another year.”

“I’ll tell him you said that,” Vladimir said dryly, “Seeing as you think launching a sixty million ruble satellite from a new facility with an untested mission control crew will be an easy task to complete, perhaps we should name you as the new Director, eh?”

Nataliya laughed at her father’s teasing and handed the report back to him, “Promises, promises, daddy. Someday I’ll be the Director…just after I get to walk in space.”

Vladimir shook his head, “We spoke on this already. You are not becoming a cosmonaut. I am not going to let my daughter strap herself to a rocket and risk being killed in a million different ways.”

Nataliya’s blue eye’s flashed and she set her jaw in anger, “But if I was a son, you would allow me to serve in the Air Force and then command a rocket crew. Mom was in the military, you were both in the revolution! You are not treating me fairly!”

Valentina placed a hand on her husband’s shoulder before he retorted, “Alright you two. We can speak on this later. Right now, I think it is time we see you off to the Airport.”

Nataliya’s anger faded and she looked up at her mother in resignation, “Honestly, do I have to go? I like my tutors and I don’t want to only see you a few times a year.”

Vladimir nodded, acknowledging his daughter’s concerns, “We both understand that, and we promise that if you want to come home on the weekends, we will arrange to fly you home however I think that you are going to make many friends there and with so many activities, you may not want to come home after a while. Besides, you have said over and over you want my job one day. Well this school will let you meet other children who will be future leaders and politicians in their countries as well. Wouldn’t it make being President easier if you were to make friendships now with those children? Wouldn’t it help you to understand them later if you were to know them now?”

Nataliya sighed but then nodded, “You are right, as you always are….well almost always are. I will be a cosmonaut and later President.” She gave her parents a grin and bolted out of the Office towards her room.

Vladimir just shook his head and looked at the ceiling while muttering for the Creator to grant him sanity.

An hour later, Nataliya was buckled in her plush seat aboard the new Government-owned Gulfstream G550. Ten minutes before she had said her goodbyes to her parents and boarded the aircraft with her friend and Personal Bodyguard, Captain Svetlana Borzakov of the Karshkovian Presidential Guard and four FSO officers. The Federal Protective Service officers were not familiar to her and seemed all business as they sat in the far corners of the aircraft, leaving her and Svetlana sitting near the middle.

“Are you excited, Nataliya?”, Svetlana asked her young charge.

Svetlana had been assigned to Nataliya for 15 years now and she guarded the girl as if Nataliya was her own child. Svetlana was 35 years old and a veteran of the revolutionary war. She had personally protected Nataliya’s mother during those hard times and proven her loyalty many times over, saving Vladimir’s and Valentina’s lives more than once. When Nataliya had been born, Valentina specifically requested that Svetlana be entrusted to guard the youngest daughter of the First Couple as she was the only one they trusted to do the job properly.

Svetlana was 180cm tall, 65.8 Kilograms in weight with short blond hair and dark blue eyes. She had an athletic body and a pretty face that was almost always was set in a serious look. The only mar on her completion was the light scar that ran from just under her right eye diagonally down her left cheek to her jaw line. It had been made by a fragmentation grenade during the war though she rarely spoke on the subject. Nataliya found it remarkable that while Svetlana was allowed to wear her hair down to the middle of her back, she wore it short as if she were a lowly factory worker. It made sense that as her duties as a body guard she would want shorter hair for practical reasons, but still…it was a badge of honor that Svetlana didn’t wear.

“Oh, I guess I am. No…I am, really. I’m just nervous, right?”

Svetlana patted Nataliya on the shoulder, “It is expected that you would be nervous but not to worry, you have me as a friend and you will be safe from any dangers. Besides, you will make friends quickly and soon you will not be nervous.”

Nataliya accepted this with a nod and smile, “It’s going to be exciting that we are leaving Karshkovia in the morning and in just a few hours we will be landing during the early evening in ViZion.”

The flight was uneventful and when they landed in ViZion, noticed storm clouds growing in the distance. A limo was waiting for them and after it had been checked over by the four FSO officers, Nataliya sat in the car while the four officers packed the luggage into the trunk and Svetlana stood guard by the limo with an AKS. After the final piece was loaded, one officer sat up front with the driver while the other three and Svetlana sat in the rear with Nataliya. One of the female officers handed Nataliya a sealed wooden box with intricate designs carved into it.

“I believe you would want to have this with you, Miss Radchenko”

Nataliya smiled and thanked the woman. Inside the well aged box was the ancient Karshkovian Royal Princess crown. It dated back over 500 years to when the original crown had been lost at sea with a Royal Princess bound for her wedding with a Prince in land far to the south. While Karshkovia had abandoned the Monarchy system over 50 years ago, the people still saw the President as a King, the Prime Minister as a Queen and their daughters as the Princesses.

Both Vladimir and Valentina wanted nothing to do with those titles and donated the King and Queen crowns to the National History Museum, both daughters would wear their crowns to formal events and some public ceremonies. Both were well behaved and respectful young women that were everything the people of Karskovia believed a princess should be. Though Anastasiya held the “Queen in Waiting” crown and wore it on occasion when she was in Karshkovia, she saw it more as a duty and had remarked she was thinking of also donating it to the National Museum. Nataliya saw her crown as just that, a symbol of her destiny and the responsibly to be the best she could be. In her own mind, there was no doubt she was the future leader of Karshkovia and thus its princess.

The crown itself was elegant and yet radiated power. It was encrusted with over thirteen hundred diamonds of various size, shapes and cuts, all bound on sterling silver and appraised at over 330 million rubles. It wasn’t light, and Nataliya needed to wear a thinly padded velvet band so the crown would fit snugly on her head. Despite this, the crown literally shimmered in the light since all the diamonds had been cut for maximum brilliance, and she personally liked how the diamonds would pick up the coloring of her red hair, adding a fire-like look to the crown. She had taken it with her, as was Karshkovian custom, and she hoped she would be able to wear it to a formal dance. As she daydreamed about the last Presidential party she had been to, the car drove on through the city to her new school.

After checking in with Administration and adding the information of her guards and Svetlana to the approved persons list, Nataliya decided to walk to her dorm, which really wasn’t that far and the rain hadn’t started yet. After sitting for so long in the airplane and the car, she wanted to stretch her legs a bit. She was wearing a comfortable pair of blue jeans, a good pair of sneakers, and a blue short-sleeved shirt, perfect for a quick jog to the dorms but since the rain clouds had started to come closer, the temperature had started to drop.

Retrieving a green wind breaker jacket from her luggage, Nataliya zipped it up, and sent the limo ahead to her dorm with the four FSO officers. She just wanted to have a jog and Svetlana was enough company for her. As she stretched, she felt her nervousness lessen. There weren’t that many others around and the campus seemed to be fairly nice so far. She pulled her long nearly waist length red hair into a pony tail and secured it with a scrunchy green hair band while looking at Svetlana, “Ready?”

Svetlana chuckled, “Always, Moya printsessa”

Nataliya grinned and started the trek to her dorm, her long red hair drifting behind her in the breeze, Svetlana keeping pace beside her.

ooc: I cut about 3 pages off of this intro down to what I thought was somewhat reasonable...sorry for the length. It's kinda my style. Anyway, I debated if I should read all of the posts or start fresh, and decided to start posting without knowledge of previous RP...so I would be able to post Nataliya's reactions without any previous posts clouding how I would have her react.

Ooc: closest I could find on the net to what Nataliya would look like (http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/PHT/PHT330/young-red-haired-woman_~PAA330000041.jpg)

Nataliya and Svetlana approached the dorms together and though Nataliya wanted to keep jogging off the hours spent in the aircraft, the rain had just started to trickle down. She removed the jacket and handed it to Svetlana, then took the green hair band out; letting her red hair flow freely behind her.

As they walked into the student dorms Nataliya greeted a boy on his way out of the dorms and as they past each other she smiled and waved, “ Dobry vecher! Uvidimsia!”. She had no idea who he was but she felt so good after the run it felt like the right thing to do. On her way up to the second floor, she smiled and waved at other male and female students in the dorm; some were walking in the halls, some in small common areas and others just had the door to their rooms open.

On the second level, Nataliya saw two of the FSO officers standing outside the door of a dorm room, her room she guessed. The luggage wasn’t unpacked but that was understandable, they wouldn’t have assumed to go through her things anyway. The room wasn’t large as it had two bunk beds and a desk in between them on the far wall. A closet was built by the door and a small sink with mirror was set opposite the closet.

“Well, what do you think?” Svetlana asked her young charge in russian, “Can you live here for the next few years?”

Nataliya rolled her eyes, “Svetlana, you act as though I haven’t had a small bedroom before. Father wasn’t always President, and I still remember my room in our house in the country.”

“He should have been President from the start of the revolution” Svetlana muttered under her breath. She was of the firm belief that until Vladimir had taken power, the country literally was letting itself fall apart and the politicians were just fighting over the tiny scraps of what was left.

“What? I didn’t hear you.” Natailya looked up at her friend and bodyguard.

“Nothing, I was just saying to myself that I remember that from my youth as well. Anyway, what do you think?”

Natalia looked over the room again, “I don’t like the bunk beds as they are. It feels cramped and it is just you and I staying here so…”

“Well, how about this idea...” Svetlana sat down on one of the bags of luggage and described her brainstorm to Natalia, who’s eyes lit up brightly.

“YES! Perfect! We can send two of the FSO officers into town to get what we need… the shops should be open yet, and we can start the work of unpacking.”

About three hours after she had arrived, Natalia was putting the final touches on her and Svetlana’s door room. While Natalia and Svetlana arranged the room, the FSO officers had bought a small pile of goods and made many trips through the halls bringing the items to the room.

As students would pass by her open door, they would see that the pair had taken the bottom bunk out of the bunk-set on the right side and the top bunk off of the set on the left. A small refrigerator filled with fruit, pop and juices had been placed under the bunk on the right in the corner near the sink and a small TV was placed on top of the refrigerator. A medium-sized dresser was placed next to the refrigerator. This was stuffed full of canned goods, dry cereals, junk food and ramen noodles. Natalia loved ramen noodles. On top of the dresser was a small boom-box. One dresser drawer had been stuffed full of DVDs and CDs.

A hammock hung diagonally under that bed as well, and a thick, soft rug was placed over the cold tile floor. Lots of brightly colored throw pillows were propped against the wall from the refrigerator back to the corner of the room and then along the wall to the desk. A large green beanbag chair sat against the opposite bed frame from the refrigerator/tv stand.

Pink and blue flex-tube lights were strung against the bottom of the top bunk, lighting up the little area under the bed that now resembled a very comfortable and homey retreat. Natalia had taped a large poster of the Karska Mountains against the wall in her little retreat and then to finish, she had placed a privacy curtain (a green cloth shower curtain cut in half, height-wise and strung up on an adjustable shower pole.) so when she wished to stay up or wished to be alone, she could pull the curtain across and close her little area off from the rest of the room.


A large International White Cross poster, featuring Natalia’s sister, was hung on the door of the closet. Svetlana’s side of the room was fairly plain however that is how she wished it, though she had conceded to Natalia’s demands to have posters from the Karshkovian Air Force, Navy and Army hung over her bed.

The two laptop computers were on the desk between the beds as well as the books Natalia would need for her classes. Her saddle was stored in the closet with care and all of her clothes had been stored away. The old wood box with her crown was placed on the desk, though she was going to take that into the local bank and have it put in a secured lock box; Probably tomorrow if she had time. Pictures of her family were hung above the desk on either side of the window. A set of royal green window curtains were now hung on the window, which was open to let the cool and moist air in as it gently rained away from her window.

Svetlana had left Natalia in her room alone as she went down the hall to use the woman’s restroom. The FSO officers had decided on a rotating guard shift where one would always be guarding the door to her room 24 hours a day, whether she was in the room or not and another would help Svetlana guard Natalia whenever she was out. For tonight, however, Natalia had dismissed the FSO officers to attend to getting their own room arranged and their luggage unpacked. Natalia assumed they had a separate building somewhere on campus they were housed at, probably with other guards.

Natalia had turned off the overhead light and just left the flex-tube string lights under the lofted bed on creating a nice warm glow which illuminated its way into the hallway. She lay in the hammock swinging back and forth slowly, smiling as “Such Great Heights” from the The Postal Service album Give Up played softly on the boom box.

ooc: for reference, I actually had a set up similar to this in my college dorm though both my roommate and I had lofted our beds and created our own retreats. Our room became really popular with the others on our floor, though as guys, we opted for more masculine coloring than I had Nataliya go with here.