General Role Play

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This is a "normal" role play. You live in KilleVille, and you go to the local school. Let the roleplaying commence!



Name: Fern
Age: 12
Looks(description or pictures): Short choppy white hair, white eyebrows, grey eyes, pale skin
Personality: N/A
Other:-

Ferns boots crunched against the snow that was falling onto the ground. She smiled, and a flake landed on her fingertip. Suddenly she was hit by a snowball in the back of the coat. She span around, expecting someone to be there, but nobody was.
Even though it was snowing, she was walking to school. She was in the park which she would've normally ridden through on her bike. Through the fence she could see the little kids playing on snow covered play grounds, their cheeks pink, their faces lit up with glee.
She smiled and headed through the shortcut though the trees to school.

"Oh, ok."Rhianna whispered back. "Hi Bob." she said to Maeve.

Rachael poked Rhianna's head.

Rhianna poked her back.

The poke war comtinued until Rhianna accidentally poked Rachael in the eye and she shreiked. The teacher gave them a stern look.

"Oh my gosh, sorry."

"S'ok. My brother attacks me all the time too." She grinned.

"So does the stuff in my locker."

"And my locker door." She giggled.

"And your sleeve." Rhianna added.

"How does my sleeve attack me?" She shook her head.

Reema peeked into the classroom and sighed with relief. It was the arts teacher. She was easy going and good humored. Nothing seemed to bother her much. Reema quietly crept into the classroom, towards a group of girls sitting together.
The art teacher didn't even notice.
"Hello," Reema said. "May I sit with you?"

"Sure." Rhianna replied. "Grab a seat."

Rachael smiled at the latecomer. "Lucky we have art, huh?" She glanced to the teacher. "She's always so easygoing."

"Little bit disturbing, but hey, no one's complaining." Rhianna added.

Rachael giggled and kept on drawing.

Rhianna went back to her sketching, grinning.

Rachael glanced at the teacher's face. She was concenrating on some of the boys in the class, who were being loud.

"Maybe she's daydreaming." Rhianna glanced at the teacher's blank face.

"Maybe she's frozen. It is pretty cold today."

'She could be both." Rhianna suggested.

"I like frozen better.."

Suddenly, the art teacher turned her head sharply towards the girls. Her eyes rested on Reema fro a moment, as if trying to remember whether she had been in the class before. But she turned back to the board without saying a word.
"What is she writing, anyway?" Reema asked, squinting her eyes. "I can't see."

"Something about an art competition in the city this weekend. Your supposed to draw something and submit it. You can get extra credit for it." Rachael grinned. "Nobody ever joins anyway."

Reema grinned. "I'm horrible at art, anyway! But you guys draw well." she said as she looked at their sketches. "Why don't you join?"

"Ok, I'll join!" Rhianna decided.