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Welcome to your new school.

.:Nocturne -- History:.

For as long as anyone can remember, Moonlight Academy was an all-girls boarding school. After the mysterious death of the headmaster and her family, the school fell into a depression, the colorful atmosphere of the entire campus falling into the darkness. After being closed for some years, the school came under the rule of a new headmaster, a man that no one had ever heard of before. The academy, now renamed Nocturne Academy has reopened. And no longer is it an all-girls academy. This mysterious new headmaster is allowing boys to attend the dark and dreary school. Rumor among all of the girls is that there is something different about the boys. Many of the girls say they're vampires. But that's not true. . .is it?

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Students

Username: 
Name: [First & last]
Age: [Thirteen - Eighteen]]
Gender: [Guys are Vamps, Girls are Human unless Turned]
Description: [Detailed Paragraph or Anime Picture]
Personality: [At Least Three Sentences]
Dorm Number: [[Leave Empty]
Other: [Optional]

Teachers

Username:
Name: [first & last]
Age: [Twenty-two +]
Gender: [Guys are Vamps, Girls are Human unless Turned]
Description: [Detailed Paragraph or Anime Picture]
Personality: [At Least Three Sentences]
Dorm Number: [Leave Empty]
Other: [Optional]
Class : [Subject, Grade]

xXx Accepted Profiles xXx

Username: Chase
Name: Foxglove Dalle.
Age: Seventeen.
Gender: Female.
Description: [Peekaboo.]
Personality: A passionate and rebellious young girl, Fox dreams of being a famous musician. She's got a bad case of stage fright though and likes to practice her songs in secret. Although she can seem cold and stand-offish to strangers she's fiercely protective of her friends.
Dorm Number:
Other: She totes her guitar with her almost everywhere.

Username: dianakitsune
Name: Rose Evans
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Description:
Personality: Rose is very pretty, delicate, polite, and sophisticated. However, there's just one problem, she's a nervous wreck around boys. She loses her grace and poise and becomes an absolute clutz around them.
Dorm Number:
Other: Loves cute things, especially kittens. She's also very into superstitions.

Username: SingertheSinner
Name: Emerson Lucretia
Age: seventeen
Gender: dude
Description: Emery
Personality: Emery is mostly silent, he doesn't like being the center of attention. He has few friends, and is a high-grade student. He is protective of his beliefs and those close to him. His temper is short, his hotheadedness is usually hidden, unless provoked.
Dorm Number:
Other: He is often found writing or playing music

[IMGleft]http://i309.photobucket.com/albums/kk391/tkthewolfkit/Them_crazy_eyes_by_hiritai-1.jpg[/IMGleft]Username:
___Kani.

Name:
___ Christophe Andrews.

Age:
___ Sixteen.

Gender:
___ Boy.

<<Description:

Personality:
___A social butterfly, Christophe loves laughing and making friends. He's an oddball who hates appearing weak, but when he does, he just wants to cling to someone and cry, hoping they'll understand. Since a boy crying tends to cause awkward moments, Chris gets mood swings often and during these times, avoids others.

Dorm Number:

Other:
___ Christophe has a love for sweets, pastries, and classical instruments, especially the cello.

Username: FreakDeStrange
Name: Joanne Benson
Age: 17 (looks younger like 15)
Gender: Female
Description: http://fc00.deviantart.com/fs20/f/20...astet_sama.jpg
Hair is a more stark red. Eyes are a silvery-blue.
Much more modest though (never shows stomach) and often wears steam punk goggles around her neck.
Personality: Extremely intelligent and good with machines, curious. She comes off as an introaverted person but in reality she just isn’t interested in the same things as other girls. Loyal to the few friends she has. Calculative and suspiscious about people she doesn’t know.
Bio: Joanne grew up in the Junkyard of her city with her parents; Mark and Janette Benson. Both parents had a love of machines and inventive minds; they passed on this passion to their daughter. Her mom died two years ago from brain cancer. Being from a lower class family she’s always had to struggle and fight for recognition in her school. Her Teachers, however immediately sensed her academic gift and awarded her a grant to a private school.
Dorm Number:

Username: SingertheSaint
Name: Nyree Veilassi
Age: 17
Gender: I am WOMAN!!!!
Description: Nyree
Personality: Nyree can be adventurous sometimes and even though sometimes she might feel like she doesn't really want to reveal some things, she dares herself to keep going. She's a fun loving girl who gets hyper often ((if she's around a friend)). Other than that, she's shy and/or anti-social when none of her buddies are around. She loves to draw in her freetime ((really good at drawing)) , and will always stick up for her friends.
Dorm Number:
Other: She has a sketchbook with her in the dorm that she'll only show someone she's close to. She also wants to learn to play the piano.

Originally Posted by Psyche

Username: Psyche
Name: Alexandre Adair
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Description: http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l2...Vampirehot.png
Personality: Alexandre is mainly cheerful and friendly, but this is really act. He prefers to be left alone and be quiet, however since he is a teacher at a school this is unlikely. He has a short temper at times and is very loyal.
Dorm Number: [Leave Empty]
Other: Alexandre loves reading, his favorite authors being Shakespeare and Dumas. He also loves music and art, and since to his immortality he has learned piano and violin, and how to draw.
Class : History, any grade

Originally Posted by Seira-chan&lt

Username: Seira-chan<3
Name: Seira Minamoto
Age: Sixteen
Gender: Female
Description:
Personality: People say that I am very feisty and outgoing. I am known to keep to myself at times but I am very social otherwise. I can be very competitive and intimidating but only when I am playing sports. I have thrown away most of my snobby wealthy girl quirks but I am still slightly bossy. The people who are very close to me have also told me that I am very sweet and can appear innocent at first.
Dorm Number:
Other: I'm in Drama, Choir, and play Tennis. I hate losing by the way.

Username: Seira-chan<3
Name: Ryuu Tikoto
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Male
Description:
Personality: People say that I'm pretty quiet and that I usually keep to myself. I don't like keeping to myself all the time so I will find someone to talk to. I can appear intimidating and dark to some people but that's only the people who don't really know me. I can't really say that I can be loud but I do talk a decent amount when I'm with my few friends. The people who are very close to me have told me that I can be very kind and sentimental when it comes to girls and I'm some one that can get things done.
Dorm Number:
Other: I have a younger sister named Nana but she doesn't attend this school and has been made to forget all about me. I'm in Band (I play the guitar), Drama, and Track.

Username: Seira-chan<3
Name: Shin Hayata
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Male
Description:
Personality: People say that I am quiet and keep to myself most of the time. It is rare to see me with others that aren't included in the clubs I'm in or maybe my room mate. I can appear intimidating and dark even though I'm not really like that but it's rare to find me smiling or laughing. I do seem depressed to most people and they therefore avoid me because of this fact. If it seems like I'm ignoring you I'm not I'm just daydreaming and I refuse to answer any questions about my left eye ( I know in the picture the patch is over his right eye but I'd rather it be his left I. I'm a righty alright.) because it only stirs unwanted memories. Someone once very close to me said that I was a gentleman and very kind no matter what and that I'm some one they'd trust no matter what but that was so long ago I think I forgot how to act like that.
Dorm Number:
Other: I had a twin sister but there was an unfortunate accident that I will never be able to forget. I'm in Band (I play the violin), Drama, and Track.

Originally Posted by MomoKisses

Username: Momokisses
Name: Avery Autumn
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Description: (Incase the Picture is not expectable I've added a description)
Avery is a dainty, lithe girl with a porcelain complexion. She has strange light-blue hair, that has obviously been died, and cut into a short, messy, page-boy hairstyle. Her eye color is originally blue, but she will be seen with random colors such as red, yellow,or purple from contacts. A small tiny nose rests in the center of her face, along with a tiny mouth with full lips and rosy blushed cheeks. Avery's wardrobe is equipped with a serious of interesting clothing, she dresses in what fashion suites her mood, which is unpredictable.
Avery
Personality: Curious, adventurous, mature, caring
Avery is quite the curious cat, she will poke her nose around when something strikes it, but understands not to poke her nose into other people's business. She's adventurous in the method of exploring her curiosity, sometimes being a bit naive in not worrying about the consequences. She's mature enough to understand what's going on at times and how to compose herself. She's a good caring friend and will always be there for a friend, though at times she will find herself weakened by this.
Dorm Number:
Other: Avery can be spontaneously random at times. She's good at acrobats, karate, and loves to dance. She finds the oddest things cute, and sometimes the cutest things odd. Avery is diabetic, along with a few other things, so you'll find her wandering away to take her medication at times.

.:Nocturne -- Dorm Rooms:.

Boys
Dorm 1: Emerson Lucretia
Christophe Andrews

Girls
Dorm 1: Nyree Veilassi
Rose Evans

Dorm 2: Foxglove Dalle
Joanne Benson




Guys' and girls' rooms are on opposite sides of the hallway. As in, boys would have the left side of the hall, and the girls would be on the right. So, really, you could open your door, walk a few feet and walk into the room of the opposite gender. ...That's gonna get interesting.

A place to catch up...

If you've missed something and are too lazy to read all of the posts, look here

OoC Thread

Alrighty, We left, we got our pumpkins, we are ready to roleplay!!! SO, now, officially, Nocturne Academy is.....


OPEN

Emerson stepped off of the bus. His eyes squinted in the light. Even after all of this tome, it still hurt. He wondered why he even left this place anymore, buses only ran during the day, and it hurt so much to come back. Yes, he could stand the sunlight, but it did burn. He thrust his luggage over his shoulder and started to walk toward the immense school. He glanced at the dorm list posted as he walked by and smiled, still in room 1. They hadn't moved him since they reopened. He walked to the back of the entry hall, toward the dorm halls. Go straight, take a left, at the end of the hall, the very end, on the left, Mr. Emerson, yes, that's it. His foot met the door and it opened, the room was the same as he left it, only cleaner. He hadn't bothered to check the name of his roommate, he could find it out later and right now, he didn't really care. So, he entered the room and threw his things on the ground by the bed on the far right of the room. Ah, how it reminded him of stereotypes. How stupid people really were. Turning on his heel, he made his way out of the door. Let's see how well I remember this place.. His legs glided over the floor, He was back in the entry hall, moving toward what he believed to be the kitchen. Through the archway, how beautifully this building was designed, yes? How irritating that tour-guide had been, at least he wasn't like the ones now.."And we're walking!" Past the tables, through the door, into another hall. Down the hall take a right, see the piano on the wall. The choir room was there, and Emery smiled. His favorite place to be had just opened up in front of him. Thank you lord for show choir. Every instrument he could play (which was a lot, considering how long he'd been living) was in the room, plus his favorite, his grand piano sat on the other end of the room, alone, waiting for him to play it. He moved to it, sat down, and lifted the key-cover. "It's been too long..." His fingers gently glided over the keys, his feet found the pedals underneath. And he started to play. A multitude of songs, all from his past experiences, his own, those of others that he had learned to love to play. And he played. He was inside his heaven, and he wasn't going to leave. Ever.

Nyree Touched her feet to the familiar concrete of the school, after setting foot off of the bus she rode for hours to get here. She shifted the strap of her duffel bag over her right shoulder and picked the other bag, a suitcase, off of the ground. She wore her hair down today and it swayed with her walk. She wore ripped blue jeans with a plain gray jacket and a black tank top underneath. She had a short silver chain around her neck with a cross. One side of the cross had an angel's wing and the other side a demon's. She took a short look at the dorm arrangements before she entered through the doors and made her way down the hall toward the rooms. She couldn't wait to begin drawing in the room again, but she decided that she would explore a little first, after she dropped her stuff off. She found the right door, and unlocked it with the silver key the school had provided. She chose the bed on the right side of the room and threw her stuff on top of it, then walked back out of the room, locking it again. She began her exploring, not even caring which hallway it was, she already knew her way around. She began to pass by the chorus room and stopped. There was a beautiful melody playing from the grand piano itself and she wondered who was playing. The chorus teacher? She opened the door and peeked in. A fair haired boy, who appeared her age, was stroking the keys of the grand piano. She shut the door of the chorus room and leaned against it as it closed, hoping that she wasn't bothering him.

Rose gracefully exited the limo that had taken her to the boarding school. This year would be her last year of schooling and fear of what to do next filled her thoughts as she gracefully made her way through the academy's front door. Her bags had already been taken to her room, so she decided to explore a bit. She heard a strange a noise, no a melody, it was beautiful. She began to make her way toward the sound.

Emery stopped playing. He wasn't one to ignore others eavesdropping, even if it wasn't a secret conversation. "You don't have to stand there like that, you know." His words were directed toward the young girl who had made her way silently into the room. But that didn't mean he hadn't heard her. Emerson had a tendency of being very conscious about everything that went on around him. One must not go from predator to prey from one small mistake. letting your guard down was never an option. Especially here, in this school. Anyone who knew anything knew that vampires were not to be messed with, vicious creatures when it came down to it. Often Emerson wondered why they put such vulnerable human girls in a school filled with boys that were more vicious than any of those whom were mortal. Emerson waited for her reply, silently. Oh, how deadly silence was. What a weapon. But, no, she was not his prey. Away, he remained turned. There was a chance that this young one did not know of the school's dark secret. She mustn't be afraid. ...At least, not yet.

Alexandre stood outside of the school underneath the thick canopy of the trees. He stood in the shadows watching the students as to arrived to school. He yawned and stretched leaning against one of the trees. It was too early, he thought somberly. His eyes darted to the right as his sensitive ears picked up the sounds of music on the wind. It stopped suddenly and he could hear a boy speak. He couldn't pick up what the boy said but since it was a boy that made him obviously a vampire. He sighed hoping no one was going to start any trouble.

Seira stepped out of the car that her parents had sent her to school in and stretched her arms. It was great to be out in the warm air after being stuck in that stuffy car for most of the morning. She lived pretty far from Nocturne Academy that she attended during her school time and it wasn't a very pleasant drive there. She started staring the school that she adored more than anything while her driver got her things from the trunk. She would have shooed him away from carrying the bags but she knew it would get reported back to her parents and then she knew she would get in trouble.

Seira didn't like people knowing that she was rich because she didn't act spoiled like most children did when they came from money. She did know though that she still had some of her quirks that came with that but she tried her best to rid herself of them; that and her clothes shouted it. For her first day back at the academy she was wearing something that really did shout that she was from a wealthy background. She was wearing a red Chinese-styled dress with a little bit of a fire pattern on it and red Chinese-style slippers to match with it but her outfit didn't just stop there. She was wearing a gold bracelet on each wrist and a gold bracelet thing on her upper left arm which sort of had a fire theme to it.

Her reddish brown hair was up in a pony tail, which still didn't stop it from falling to her waist and upon her head was a gold crown-like thing that she protested against wearing but had failed. Seira had a tan paper fan in her hand that she had closed once she had gotten out of the car and she was carrying one other thing besides the fan; a white piece of paper. It had her schedule on it and the room she would be staying in on it. She led the driver who was carrying her things, except for the sleek cylinder object strapped over her shoulder, to her assigned dorm room and allowed him to take her things inside then hurried him off. She was finally back at Nocturne Academy for another year and she couldn't wait to make new friends.

Ryuu stepped out of the car that his aunt and uncle had sent in another school year in and put up a black Japanese-style umbrella to block the sun from hitting him. He was only a little sensitive to the sun unlike others and he learned long ago that he'd rather block the sun then suffer from a burn. The person that had opened to door for him shut it as he stepped away and went around to the back of the sleek vehicle to retrieve his things. While he stood there waiting to the butler-type person to appear by his side with his things, he took out a white piece of paper and looked at it to discover his schedule and dorm room. He was to be heading to the boy's dorm rooms and he started the journey to the dorm when his butler came bustling up next to him.

As Ryuu walked to his destined dorm room the people around would find that he was dressed in his usual style for the beginning of the year. He was wearing black dress pants with a white long sleeved button up shirt underneath a black jacket to match his pants. He was also wearing a red tie and black dress shoes with his dark red hair in the usual style. His aunt and uncle insisted that he arrive at school like this every year and let the other students know just who was in charge. Even though his Aunt and Uncle had gotten it to where he was in charge of all the vampires at the school, which he didn't know how and didn't really care if they knew he was a very powerful young man but he still had to on the first day.

All the others didn't matter because his 'guardians' would not be able to see what he was wearing until he returned home on the last day of school. He reached his dorm room pretty fast and his butler placed his things inside then left to return back to the mansion that he lived in. He decided not to put his things away at the moment and voted against changing into a more comfortable out because he didn't want to waste any clothes. He wanted to walk around the campus to visit with the other students, if any were here yet, and try to find his very limited amount of friends. He slipped his black jacket off and loosened his red tie then unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt before heading outside to walk around.

Shin walked off of the bus that took plenty of the returning and new students to Nocturne Academy and lifted a hood up over his head. It made him appear as if he disliked the sun that was going to hit anyone who stepped off of the bus that had only barely dimmed it's rays. It wasn't that he disliked the sun but that it irritated him when it hit his skin especially his face. To most students that went to Nocturne or were first attending the school, the girls, he just looked like he was one of the those gothic kids who wished they were a vampire. Just to let you know, he isn't one of those gothic kids who wished they were a vampire, the truth is that he really was a vampire; not that the girls knew that.

Shin started making his way to the dorms, trying his best to avoid contact with the sun not wanting to get a burn on the first day back. He wasn't wearing anything special like some students did when they showed up on the first day and he never really did. He was wearing a pair of black dress pants, a white dress shirt along with a black school uniform tie that was hidden underneath a black hoody, and over that he wore a long, black school uniform jacket with white accents. He was also wearing black dress shoes and black tinted sunglasses with his black hair was done in its usual style. This was usually how he dressed when he was at Nocturne or back at home;he didn't really care for style.

Shin was taking his time to reach the dorms even though he didn't want to remain out in the sun any longer but he didn't want to go inside either. He sighed at his inner conflict and was finally walking down the hallway that contained the school dorms. He was reading the names on the dorm room doors as he walked looking for the one that would have his name upon it and stopped when he found it. He used the key that the school had provided and unlocked it finding that his roommate had already been there before leaving again. He dropped his things onto the bed not taken and removed the black jacket before leaving the room; he was going to find some shade on the grounds so he wouldn't have to be alone in the dorm room.

Up. Down. Up. Then down again. The teens bright fiery eyes gazed upon the butterflies wings. It didn't seem to mind him, even at such a close range. The young man was amongst the flowers upon the campus, admiring their beauty. Only moments ago had he come upon a Monarch Butterfly. A beauty matching the flowers. His intrigue was obvious, but why would he mask it. He had nothing to hide. He loved beauty. Was intrigued by it. He lifted his slender hands and curved them around the flower upon which the butterfly perched. He seemed to be trying to cradle both, but seemed unsure of how to do so.

"You're making a fool of yourself, Christophe," the young man said to himself, a hint of an Irish English accent rolling off his tongue. His lower lip jutted out, forming a disappointed pout. "I suppose I'll leave it be," he sighed, lowering his hands and standing. He lifted a hand to scratch his head which only tousled his wild pale mane.

Christophe was an odd lad. Always thought to be too feminine for his own good. He didn't care. He liked the way he was. His attire was considered wild, improper at times. But he wasn't one to do what was told unless there was a logical reason not to do so. The lad turned towards the buildings of the campus, not exactly wanting to return indoors, but not wanting to remain outside either. A smile stretched upon his lips as an idea formed in his head. "I know."

As soon as he stated those two words, he skiddered off across the campus.

A shiny yellow taxi pulled around the bend into the front yards of Nocturne Academy. A young girl popped out from the doors quickly and raced to the doors anxiously. Bags in hands and on her back she quickly rolled into the school, "Hello everybody!" she beamed cheerfully, awaiting impatiently to make new friends. As her consciousness cleared from her hyperactivity, she peered around the school. 'Hmmmm, no one in sight.', She thought to herself, her eyes searched for a living soul somewhere. Shrugging off the oddness of it all, she wandered into the hallways counting the number of doors along the way in search for her dorm.