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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 18:01:54 GMT
WELCOME TO CAPITAL CITY HIGH
Imagine a world were our Super Heros and Villains are in fact teenagers! Going to School! TOGETHER! I know it's a stretch, but that is what this is. Here we will play as our favourite summit attendee's or organisation members in their time at Capital City High (CCH) - Capital City's premier Boarding School for budding young Supers (and norms but you know). There will be teen Angst! LOVE! Betrayal! Camaraderie! MORE BETRAYAL! There will be anything we can think of and more - Basically, Awesomeness is about to happen. RULES- Don't be a dick -Play with everyone fairly - being mean IC is understandable but don't take petty grievances OOC or bring them IC! - Don't God Mod -
Basically, don't take control of another person's character in your posts! "Eva smiled at Ellie" is fine. "Eva smiled at Ellie while Daniel brooded in the corner like a looser" is not. - Don't double post -
I know, I know, it can get exciting and you want to respond to everything - but give other people a chance to respond! If you think you are posting too much - chances are you are and should hit the breaks a bit. - Keep discussion on the discussion thread -
That's what it's there for and we don't want it derailing. - NO ABSTRACT CONCEPTS -
Just. No. I don't want an angry spacetime cutting my house in half or something. - RESERVED RIGHT TO ADD MORE RULES AS APPLICABLE-
This applies to myself, UWQ and TeamPad as well as the usual Forum Mods. Timey-whimy Wibbly-wobbly Stuff
Feel free to spin off into individual threads if you want to - for example Eva and Mia decide to go have an argument somewhere and me and UWQ don't want to spam this thread. If that happens, obviously time streams are going to get a little squiffy. Take time lines with a pinch of salt. It's too complicated to make it all fit so use the power of imagination and lies to make it all okay.
EDIT - So there are now location threads! Feel free to make your own location threads, but if you are moving to a place which already has a thread, just continue to use that one. Also, when you move location, try to link the new post in the thread you are leaving and the old post in the place you arrive in - make it easier for people who want to read whats happing (either because they've been afk for a bit or they just wanna re-read stuff XD)
You can do this by clicking the little gear in the corner of the post in question and clicking "Link to Post" - use the URL that also links to the thread please 
If this is a little confusing, let me know and I'll be happy to talk it through with you in more detail XD[Profiles][OOC] Without Further Ado
WELCOME TO CAPITAL CITY HIGH |
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Post by undrwhelmingquestion on Jun 22, 2015 18:05:11 GMT
It’s precisely 12:00 noon – timings are important; take note, people, we’ll expect you to be prompt to the very last second – in the school cafeteria. Boarding school cafeteria, of course. During the school holidays. Or something? Pretty sure it’s the holidays, otherwise we’ll have to resort to desperate measures and actually write these kids in class. Which, yeah. No. Willing suspension of disbelief ahoy!
Avalon – Mia – what you will – sits alone at her customary table. Perfect posture and all, naturally. Her improbably capelike gold sweater flares in the inexplicable breeze, as she contemplates her half-eaten polystyrene cup of pasta. Musingly.
It’s three days into summer break and she’s already finished her homework. There is literally nothing left for her to do except eat, sleep, and maybe lecture a couple of first years on obscure health and safety regulations till they fall prey to tears and/or existential despair. But frankly, she’s not feeling it.
Plus, the next out-of-term biweekly student council meeting’s not on for at least one and a half days.
… Pester her already, would you?
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Post by heartmaiden on Jun 22, 2015 18:27:32 GMT
Someone who won't be pestering Avalon is sat only a table away in the cafeteria. Ellie Jeeves, the new kid, isn't really paying attention to what she's eating as she pores over a book. "Advanced Calculus" can't be that interesting, surely, but she seems intent on absorbing every last word.
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hotmess
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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 18:31:48 GMT
Summer holidays are perpetually boring as far as Eva is concerned. The void of anti-social nothingness that once filled the hours between dusk and dawn in term time now filters into the day time too and even worse there is no homework or studying which can fill it. Sure, the academy runs its clubs through the summer, but there is only so much singing a girl can do.
So, the sunny summer afternoon finds her wandering the school grounds, looking for anything - anything - to entertain her.
"Laurie..." She whined, turning to her long time friend, short term bodyguard, "There has to be something to do around here..."
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 22, 2015 18:38:22 GMT
Laurie stops lounging against the wall, pulls an apple out of her pocket and polishes it against her favourite Hawaiian shirt.
She watches Eva through half shut eyes as the sun shines down on them both.
"Well... I do have a fresh run of Beat Bullying flyers to hand out. We could do a tour of the school, maybe grab lunch... together?"
She looks hopeful.
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Post by canyoudigit on Jun 22, 2015 18:41:38 GMT
Mr India sighs, standing up perfectly straight at the door to the cafeteria. Why had HE drawn this shift? He had countless things to be doing better than //supervising// these blasted kids outside of term. Nevertheless, he didn't trust anyone else to keep a proper eye on things so here he was.
He looked around, counting who was in the room and looking out for troublemakers, his eyes picking out Mulholland sat alone in the room and his eyes narrowed.
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Post by undrwhelmingquestion on Jun 22, 2015 18:46:35 GMT
Avalon pushes away the pasta, and drags a ludicrously chunky law textbook out of her schoolbag. She commences reading. Still the picture of diligence, as innocence as she is justice-ey and righteous only in a high school AU sort of way, etc. Also totally oblivious to the somewhat unnerving scrutiny of her least favourite teacher.
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hotmess
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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 18:56:24 GMT
Eva blinked, once, twice, looking at Laurie intently before a frown creased her face.
"I guess... I wish the computing club with hurry up with that taste bud sub-routine they have been promising me." She sighed and began her march towards the lunch room. Her and Laurie were near inseparable since their first day at the Academy, so it was unusual to see one with out the other. "Hand me some flyers and we'll get it done in no time."
The walk was a short one but once entering the lunch hall it was clear that there was no way they were getting through the stack of flyers any time soon.
"Well.... isn't this a party." She mumbled, looking at the sparsely populated room, the smile falling from her face. Her eyes scanned to room, quickly skipping over Mr I and the girl scout before landing on -- "Advanced Calculus?" She questioned, sinking herself down in the seat opposite the book.
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Post by heartmaiden on Jun 22, 2015 18:59:48 GMT
Ellie looked up as the seat opposite her was filled, and smiled almost automatically. "Hi, I'm Ellie!" she grinned, "I don't think we've met, but I remember who you are. Eva, right?"
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 22, 2015 19:01:14 GMT
Laurie smugly places a flyer down on Mia's table before sitting with Ellie and Eva, she pulls out her phone and checks the Young Enterprise webpage.
"Hey, are you new?"
She glances around the lunchroom wondering where everyone else is.
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Post by heartmaiden on Jun 22, 2015 19:05:27 GMT
"Yes, I'm new -- Ellie Jeeves. I think I know you too, you're Laurie?"
Ellie has put the book down now properly and is smiling at the two people across the table from her.
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Post by allofthefeels on Jun 22, 2015 19:06:41 GMT
Hey, Avalon, it's like you're begging for someone to pester you. Who even knew? Daniel slides into the chair opposite hers, and leans across the table to invade her personal space.
"Amelia."
The congealing pasta finds itself neighbours with a wilting salad.
"No way is that thing more interesting than me."
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hotmess
SUPER FAN
All your ships are belong to meeeee!
Posts: 329
FAVOURITE SUPERHERO: SIREN
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Post by hotmess on Jun 22, 2015 19:08:24 GMT
Eva's eyebrow arches as the girl tilts her head to the side slightly. There is a ghost of a smile on her lips.
"Yeah, that's right." The smile grows a little, before her hand come clapping down on Laurie's shoulder. "And this is Laurie. She's my best friend." Her eyes flick back to the book, steering the conversation back on to her original question. "You're new, but already on Advance Calculous? Are you an AI or something?" Eva shrugged as if the question held no weight, though her eyes were suddenly trained back on Ellie, watching her respounce carefully.
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Post by enviro1st on Jun 22, 2015 19:14:22 GMT
Theres a muted groan from Laurie as Eva starts in on the Ai checking, though a fond smile plays on her lips.
The smile becomes a full blown grin as she watched Daniel talkign to his sister on the other side of the lunch hall.
The refocusses on Ellie, offering her hand for a shake. "pleasure."
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Post by undrwhelmingquestion on Jun 22, 2015 19:14:38 GMT
Mia gives the flyer a sideways glance. Beat Bullying Campaign. Huh. Flagrant violation of official Student Council policy or not, she's a little intrigued by those guys - who are, mostly (bar their more... extreme... segments) fighting the good fight - and doesn't actually have the heart to brush it off the table, as well she might.
She turns a page in her textbook. Picture. Of. Innocence. Take that, Mister India. He's clearly just bitter about that one time she sorta maybe accidentally broke a window when apprehending the anonymous petty lunch-money thief with the Hello Kitty bookbag.
... Something jostles her hand, and it snags the edge of the page.
"Daniel, why."
A question often ventured.
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