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This is the OOC forum, so any forms must be posted here. Any other major plot discussions will be posted here.

In the year 3500, in a world where monarchs rule their lands, lies a school where children of royals are sent to learn. Ivory Rose Academy is a school for princes, princesses, dukes, duchesses, jacks, and aces. They are taught how to govern, speak, how to act accordingly in public and the history of their beloved land. Just like any school it is filled with cliques, friends, enemies, scandals, and lovers. Their parents still have some control in the young royals lives whether they choose to acknowledge it or not. The school is run by the Mrs. Clarissa Ivory, house of the Rose. But among the many, 10 of these students have a gift. They have one of these elements. Light, Dark, Water, Fire, Earth, Air and Mind. But to teach them the basics of Royal life and to control their powers before a large war will be really hard.

FORM:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Personality:

Appearance:

Prince, Princess, Duke, Duchess, Jack or Ace:

Element:

Other:

Rules:

2 + lines please per post.

I need to accept you before you may RP.

I can kick you out, so don't whine.

 
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Name: Charlene Sinclair Sculley

Age: Seventeen

Gender: Male

Personality: It doesn't take more than a single glance to figure out this one’s not completely there. Scathingly vertically challenged at five foot four and weighing only one hundred and twenty pounds, Charlene appears very harmless and young to the majority that set eyes upon her, which couldn't be further from the truth. She's a whopping firecracker ready to slam her effectual fists across your jaw if you sass her the wrong way and she probably trumps unless your something of the unique flavour. Dark lashes frame her blue peepers, complimenting her peaches-and-cream complexion. Her skin's not exactly swarthy in colour but she's never been translucent; not the unusual pigmentation of a sopping piece of wet paper. Her cheeks are a little more shallow, accentuating her prominent cheekbones and full, bowed lips. Thick, long, choppy handfuls of obsidian locks tumble across her forehead and ears. You might've had a weird feeling that she cut it herself but you'd have no way of knowing. It's not exactly horribly done but there's something feral and untamed in the way her layered locks fall, as if they were sheared with dull blades while being in a particularly abstract mood. Un-straightened they curl into ocean waves, revealing a whole different person.

Appearance: She is the darkest horse receding at the edge of the herd, barely noticeable but still snorting at every remark she doesn't agree with. Her defense mechanisms are exhausting. Her rough exterior leaves little to be desired. While she may occasionally offer a helping hand, Charlene doesn't stray too far from her comfort zone. Her unwillingness to let people walk through her front door often shuts down any initial thoughts of companionship or acquainted friendship. Best described as a predator, she moves as one, holding a dangerous potential in her movements and attitudes. These are traits that many have tried weaning her away from, to no avail. She's a shot of whiskey doused in cheek-puckering rye. Strong and goes down stinging, burning down your throat. You swear you won't have another. You won't speak with her. But, you do. And she hates you for it. Charlene is not the type of person you would notice right away, not unless you were really looking for her. The less people that notice you, the more you tend to be able to get away with it. That isn't to say that she can't stand out or draw attention to herself if she wants to, her preference simply lies in remaining under the radar. She's not without her imperfections. Beneath that veil is something different, a blossom yet to bloom. The harsh environment of her mother and father made her like this, so she is only a diamond in the rough.

Prince, Princess, Duke, Duchess, Jack or Ace: Princess

Element: Mind

Other: -

 
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Name: Isabelle Elle Winonne

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Personality: Isabelle, in short, is quite a blunt, frank person. She will say what she likes, when she likes. She is very cold and resolute, and couldn't care less what people think of her. Although she is very polite to teachers, she will freely swear and insult people who annoy her. Isabelle is still a very formal girl, which is probably from her parents and would still be very formal even when insulting. Despite her cold demeanor, Isabelle is actually quite loyal to her friends (well, the few she has.), and would not hesitate to punch someone who hurts her friends. She spreads rumors every so often and somehow, everyone seems to believe her. It is very hard to get on Isabelle's "good" side, but if you do get on her bad side, you are in deep, deep danger. Underneath all her attitude though, Isabelle is quite a nice person. She does things that she thinks will help others and she helps people. She just doesn't like socialising. Isabelle keeps to herself most of the time and will most likely leave you alone as long as you don't talk to her. She doesn't mind being ignored - in fact, she prefers to be pushed aside and overlooked; she finds high school to be useless, other than for the education.

Appearance: Isabelle has thick auburn hair, which is cut into a short pixie cut; a small act of rebellion against her parents' formal and perfect manner. She has soft, brown eyes, with subtle flecks of gold around the pupil. Her eyes themselves are almond shaped, and her skin is quite fair, scattered with freckles here and there. Her features are soft and quite delicate despite her rebellious nature. Her ears are pierced, though she rarely uses earrings. She is ever so slightly shorter than most girls, but she makes up for that in her personality. She is quite slim and slender. She only uses a small amount of mascara and lip gloss; other than that, she despises makeup. Anything that takes more than 10 minutes is considered worthless in her mind. Isabelle prefers to wear a casual jeans and top, rather than dresses and boots; however, she can pull off a dress quite well. Isabelle really doesn't mind what she looks like; she would probably go out in her pajamas if it was up to her. What she looks like is last on her list of to do.

Prince, Princess, Duke, Duchess, Jack or Ace: Princess

Element: Light

Other: None

 
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