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( the test drive meme )

This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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I think they like each other

[batterthanyou]

Uh-oh...now you've gone and done it, Gajeel. Bad Girl's posture stiffens right up and her expression changes from a smirk to a scowl. She raises her bat from its position on her shoulder and extends her arm so that her "tiny stick" is pointed right at him.

"Oh-ho-ho! So, you think you can kick my ass?! That you're hot shit, is that it?" her head tilts forward as she says this, with her gray eyes now seeming a LOT more crazed. He won't even have enough time to answer as she shouts out this next part a mere seconds later. "I will personally show you how hard this 'Barbie' can kick your ass when I split your head open like a fucking melon! Now come at me, bitch!"

[allforthemoney]

[A small smirk played on her lips.]

I can understand wanting the weather to be warm. I personally never liked summers since they're so humid both here and back where I grew up.

[She tilts her head to the side, now looking at him.]

That said, I'm more of a Spring person myself. It's only a couple of months off, so all I have to do is wait patiently for it to come.

It still doesn't change the fact that I dislike the winter weather.

[onlyhisdreams]

He hadn't laughed at her. He did not call her weird or try and correct her. That meant a lot to Lorna. It brought a much brighter smile to her face. Still, she anxiously adjusted her bag again.

"Oh, no. I am no one's girl," she told him. "To be completely honest, I have never had the best luck with men."

Oh how she wanted that to change. She was a rather tall girl, and on top of that she wore heels more often than not. Right now, she liked how she still had to look up at Hotstreak.

"And I may fly around with whomever I choose. If anyone gets angry, well..." She puffed out her chest a bit and tried to look more serious. "I can be very stern myself." Immediately after that, she laughed.

[hotstreak]

"Yeah, will do," he said. He did still need two more science credits for his diploma and biology was less aggravating than physics or astronomy, which he had no intention of touching even with a ten foot pole. Chemistry interested him largely because of learning about the composition of drugs, and to learn how to make chemicals that would blow things up.

"...thanks."

Gratitude didn't come easily to him, but her offering the directions meant that he didn't need to bother with asking for them. Taking help that was offered was less damaging to his pride than having to ask for it.

[hotstreak]

"Nah, I think I'm good," he said, looking over the route Kurloz traced on the map, then down the hallway to see how that translated into physical space. He had a fairly good sense of direction, so now that he had a map for reference, he wasn't too concerned about getting lost.

"Thanks."

[hotstreak]

He didn't laugh at her for her little mishap with slang in part because she was cute and in part because the formal way she spoke reminded him of some of the foreign kids at his old high school. Even if they spoke English fluently, learning slang took some time.

When she talked about being stern, though, he couldn't help but crack up laughing. It helped that she was laughing herself, but he had a hard time picturing her being anything other than polite and slightly timid.

"You. Stern. No offense, Lorna, but I'll believe it when I see it."

[ragingprince]

Kurloz smiled and gave a thumbs up before slipping his notebook and pen back into his jacket pocket. With a quick wave and a nod he turned to continue on to his own class.

[onlyhisdreams]

Lorna liked the way he laughed. Her own laughter died down, but she still smiled, ducking her chin down. She watched him through her eyelashes, definitely looking the opposite of stern. It was always the quiet ones you needed to watch out for, though.

"People say I have a way with surprises." Thankfully, this boy didn't have to see her incident with the Brotherhood. Some people still were having a hard time talking to her like they used to. Here was to new beginnings and new friends, perhaps some of the male persuasion who didn't want to borrow her clothes.

"Perhaps you will see some, if you get to know me better." Those words left her mouth so smoothly, and then she realized it. Immediately, she started blushing again. "You know, uhm, if you would...like that."

Zoey | Pokemon Diamond and Pearl Anime

[snowpointvictor]

[Network]
[There is a young thirteen-year-old girl with spikey reddish/orange hair on the network today. She seems a bit unsure of the question she might ask, but says it anyway.] How many people here have been here from home awhile before school even started? I'm a little curious.

[Prose]
Zoey like usual, was keeping her distance from most people in the courtyard. She didn't want to do this. Her own teachers knew she had to get over her own issues but when the last time Zoey tried to do so, she punted the guy like he was a football. So she just sat on ground, avoiding everyone scared of what she could do. Even though she was in a mutant school, that didn't make her feel any better.

[ooc: Hopefully it's okay to post this here since apps are now open.]

[hotstreak]

"Yeah, I'd definitely like to get to know you better, Lorna," said Hotstreak. He grinned, and inwardly decided that the Xavier Institute had the potential to be his best experience at any school. No one except for some of the teachers would know about his extensive juvenile hall record. There was also no obnoxious smartmouthed superhero with electromagnetic powers and a fondness for purple trenchcoats to ruin his fun.

"Let's start with your phone number and making plans for this weekend."

[onlyhisdreams]

He would definitely like to get to know her better, he wanted her phone number, and he was already pushing for this weekend. Lorna never wanted this excited rush she was feeling to go away.

"Oh, yes. My telephone number. That would...be helpful." Quickly, she dug a notebook and pen out of her bag. She jotted down her number and wrote her name above it in cursive. It didn't even occur to her that he could just take out his own phone and enter it in. Technology was not a big influence in her life. She ripped off that part of the page and offered him the paper.

"This weekend sounds lovely. Perhaps I could also," she pursed her lips in a pause, then smiled meekly, "give you a tour of the Institute? I have not been here long, but I've always had a capital sense of direction."

[hotstreak]

"I'd like that," he said, offering his arm. Of the many possible words that might be used to describe him, shy was nowhere to be found in that list. And while he'd gotten a campus tour already, Lorna might emphasize different areas of the school on her tour. A refresher didn't hurt.

All thoughts of getting to math class on time were already right out the window, but he reasoned that it was all in the name of learning his way around and starting off open to making new friends, just like his therapist encouraged him to be.

(ooc: Want to wrap it up here? We can assume they were both horribly late for class that day)

[onlyhisdreams]

He was offering her his arm, like a gentleman. Lorna did not have the heart to tell him that she meant for the tour to be later. She had to get to class, after all, and...

And...

She could feel her heart start to race right before she took his arm, resting her hand against his bicep. He was just so warm. Oh, and he smelled nice, too. Well, if her teacher was cross with her, Lorna was just doing her duty to show a new student around the school. This was making him feel more welcome, right?

"Well, on the left we have a science lab, and to your right is a very good likeness of a Monet..."

(ooc: Sounds perfect!)

[Action]

[batteringramhead]

[Unfortunately, someone's standing in the hallways and trying to get used to the area himself. So he happens to turn around just in time to come face to face with a... surfboard. Sam jerked back to put some more distance between him and the seemingly out of place object.

He was a little startled by the whole thing, but soon understood what was going on.]

S'cuse me?

[fatherangeldust]

[Network]

[Anderson stares at the feed for a moment and decides to make a reply to this introduction.]

Guid day, Mr. Summers. ... It is reassurin' tae know 'at Ah am nae th' only newcomer tae th' faculty.

[He cleared his throat... as if it would rid him of his sometimes heavy brogue.]

Ah am Father Alexander Anderson... Th' theology teacher.

Alexander Anderson | Hellsing

[fatherangeldust]

[Network]

[He would make this short and to the point. When the feed turns on, there is a rather tall man sitting at a desk. There was a light nod before he spoke.]

... Ah'm ... Father Alexander Anderson, and Ah'll be yer Theology teacher. ...Guid day.

[Short and to the point! The feed ends.]


[Action]

[Don't mind the overly tall priest calmly walking around the school grounds, it's perfectly normal. He's making himself familiar with his surroundings, that's all. He's doing a very good job at keeping to himself, though he will talk to you if you so choose.

So why not walk on over and say hello?]

[Action]

[concentricduditude]

[The sudden voice made Alex jerk the board back, almost whacking himself in the face as he did so.]

Oh, damn! Sorry, man, didn't even see you there!

You all right?

[concentricduditude]

[Takes him a moment to get through the accent, but he's got some experience.]

Ha! Yeah, I've been here before, but this is kind of a whole different experience, y'know? I mean, being a teacher and all...

[He stops and shakes his head.]

Sorry! Almost went into ramble mode. Father, huh? Got the collar and everything, then? That's cool. Sure gives you the chops to teach theology, doesn't it?

Network

[swash_und_buckle]

[Kurt is positively grinning at the newcomer.]

Ah, theology! I have long hoped someone would take on such a class. Welcome to the school, Herr Anderson. I hope you will find it to your liking!

[His eyebrow quirked.] Might I ask, are you truly a man of the cloth?

Network

[brotherhood_sword]

I did not know we had Theology classes available. That is welcome news.

Welcome to our school, Monsieur le Curé.

Ramona Flowers | Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World

[hairoftheweek]

[Action]

[You may or may not notice a teenager roaming the halls of the school. But act fast; if you catch a glance and turn around, you likely won't notice she's there anymore! If you happen to be outside, you may notice she's getting from one place to another pretty damn fast somehow... but hey, there's always a way to catch up to her and try to get her attention.]


[Network]

[Nope, no video, audio is all you get.]

... I'm a new student to the school. Name's Ramona. That's about all you need to know, though. [She'd be narrow-eyeing the camera if it were on right now.

But that's it! She didn't even bother to say what classes she was taking...]

Sebastian Levy | OC

[semiotician]

[ Sebastian is a young scientist who does his research at the institute and gives a lecture or two every now and again. His field of study is semiotics and his life's work is to identify coded references to mutants in historical material and also to study the use of signs and symbols in modern mutant society.

His own mutation is nothing you would notice by looking at him, he is slightly telekinetic. ]

[littlerabbit]

[ Oh great, another teacher who's obsessed with symbols. At least this one has normal hair and actually looks at them when he's talking. Then again, the hair had been something to focus on besides the lesson, and it had made it much easier to get past her if she hadn't finished her homework.

As soon the class ends she heads for the door, hoping to be able to get away before he notices that she hasn't handed in her latest assignment. Or the one before that. Unfortunately for her, her luck usually tends to suck. ] 

[semiotician]

[ Teaching isn't exactly Sebastian's calling, he's a researcher and that's what he wants to do so he's actually been a bad boy and let it slip that Melinda hasn't been handing in her assignments. Still, he doesn't actually want to fail the students and at this point he doesn't even have anything to pass her for so a little talk is in order. ]

Melinda, got a minute?

[littlerabbit]

[ Crud.

She ponders the likelihood of her managing to dodge under the other students and escaping into the hall but in the end it seems like too much trouble. So instead she stays back, preparing to smile and nod like a good girl. She raises an eyebrow at him in question, as if she has no idea of why he might want to talk to her. ]