Polo and Dreameh's short RP. (Mature Content) (Old Posts)

DUN DUN DUN!!!
*Dramatic horror movie music*

Reckon we can do this, Dreameh...? XD I hope you have some ideas, because as you know full well, I don't. :3
But hey - all my characters come with their own little twists! Just got to decide which one to use... *Ponders* You'll have to help me. :3

Haha! We sure can't
Anyone but Cole, me thinks. Handling that character, I think it's safe to say, is pretty much impossible from the creater of sweet, innocent little Charlie XD

I have a couple of plot ideas, if your stuck. I'm sure one of them'll fit a character :3

Okay, there's:
-modern day rockstar-gone-wrong-type plot, based on Falling Down - Selena Gomez
-I'm With You, modern day runaway -type-thing, although the character's very similar to Charlie
-Modern Day supernatural-school-type plot
-Mediaval-ish vampire (although that's not a very defined plot, so we can do what we want with it)
-Medieval young adult - Robin Hood
-The Robot story I showed you (remember? 'you're in my lavatory' XD)
-A modern-day young adult, married couple dilemme plot based on Savin' me - Nickleback

Aaaaand that's it Of course, we don't have to have any of these, sicne I just descovered them on my desktop x)

If you want to read any of them, just ask-eth me ^_^

I think we'll manage, with my laziness. XD

No... Cole is too much even for me. I can't control him... He's a monster. *Shudders*

The rockstar one would probably work very well with my Leon character! He was a failure at first, but recently I've been trying to 'resuscitate' him, since I still like the ideas he's based on, and I really want him to work... Haha! I reckon if it's with you, I may be able to work with him - since the main reason he fails is because very few other characters are compatible with his personality, but I think my dear Dreameh-friend is skilled enough to make some sort of plan...

Leon kinda comes with his own mini-plot, also the whole music thing... He was a star, then he gave it up. That sorta thing... :3

What thinks the Dreameh?

(Have you noticed that just our planning is already well over the 3-line posts we were planning? Oh deary, deary me... But I don think 'summarising' is a useful skill for us to learn! English practice!)

If we're lucky XD

Haha, he's amazing It's just whether he'd mix with one of my charris without actually killing or torturing them o.0

He sounds coolio I think you'd better post him first before I think of a charri. And I take it he's a little more sociable than Kougukins? I hope so, because I have a feelign my charri may be a little loud...

(Oh dear... You're right, this may take a little more practise than we thought )

((Well, this is a pre-written description, and it is horrible... But here it is. Haha! I think anybody is more sociable than Kougu, though Leon does tend to be... How can I put this lightly... A complete asshole. XD Haha! But I think he'd get on quite well with a loud character...

We can SO do this!!! We will! *Claps* ))

Leon Hunter became a teen rock sensation at the age of 15. During his first year, he released 2 popular albums and a number one hit single. During his second year he released another album which soon went platinum and became famous around the world. Shortly after that, Leon released another Number One hit single which made a great buzz all around the world. However, when Leon was called upon to perform this song to honour his induction into the Rock and Roll hall of fame, he simply stepped up on stage and produced the most foul mouthed, rude and insulting speech imaginable, during which he announced that he was quitting the music industry, and refused to play a single note ever again.

Due to this terrible display of bad attitude - Leon's parents sent him away to a strict boarding school in an attempt to make him eat some humble pie and start acting more appropriately.

The school, Hayden High, has top class facilities and offers just about anything a student could ever want. However, the staff are strict and the rules were not made to be bent or broken. Manners and etiquette are of great importance - though it seems that Leon considers himself above such things and is constantly attempting to buy his way out.



Leon Hunter

Leon is of average height for his 17 years, around 1,78m tall. He is slender and muscular with well tanned skin and deep, dark brown hair. He is a typical 'pretty boy', having been fixed up so many times to look his best on stage. His eyes are a mysterious chocolate brown, and while the expression within them is usually harsh and cruel - something about the hardened lines of his face suggests a softness that never shows, almost as though he is hiding something. His dark brown hair is streaked with golden highlights and always styled to perfection: Falling across his face in a jagged sideways fringe and covering his ears with stylishly untidy strands. Leon will never go out in public without thick layers of black eyeliner - as is his style - and most of the time he will have subtle, undetectable traces of makeup covering any imperfections on his handsome face.

((Wow, I've got an idea! Don't worry, 'asshole' is the perfect personality that will definitely rub her the wrong way
Don't expect a masterpiece, though. I'm going to be lazy and stick with a form. They're SO much easier to work with! Sorry Polo, I'm not as good at this as you are!
LOVE him, by the way. Although the eyeliner is a little weird... XD))

Name: Abigail Johnston (A.K.A Gabby)
Age: She has just gone 17, although she was born on a leap year on the 29th of February (poor girl ). This affects her sometimes, but she doesn't let anyone else know that she cares about such minor things. Instead she celebrates it on the 28th on the other, remaining years.
Gender: Well, a girl
Height: Abby stands 165.5 cm tall, but with a confident, upright stance. You will never see her hunched over, as she will never whimper or cower at the face of anyone.
Appearance: Alongside her confident stance, Abby has a very 'certain' and 'firm' look about her, that warns all who pass – whether male or female – not to mess her around. She does smile occasionally, when it suits of course, but most of the time this is not needed, as the kindness is all there in her rich, hazel eyes. She will often be seen marching down the corridors, books and what-not in hand, and long, wavy black hair flowing elegantly behind her. Her skin is a light olive shade, with definite colour flushing over her somewhat high cheekbones. Her build is neither stick-thin or remotely fat, but a mix in the middle: thin, but healthy and slightly curved. Her hips don't sway dramatically when she walks, her arms don't swing from side-to-side as if she were on a catwalk, and her hair never has one particular style – although she does curl it occasionally. She barely ever wears make-up, only the odd blob of mascara when it suits, but she rarely needs it.
Personality: Possibly the most distinctive aspect of this character's personality is the way she talks to people. She always looks the person speaking in the eye, gives them her full attention and digests all they are saying. She socialises well with people she believes deserves speaking to, and never lets anyone get her down. Big ego's irritate her greatly, as she thinks egos are just another way certain individuals manage to win higher authority over others when they evidently don't deserve the prize of being 'popular'. She is fearless, isn't afraid to speak her mind and will always stand up for those who don't have the courage to stand up for themselves. She's very secretive about her private life, but those who know her respect that and don't bring the subject up more than once. She generally hangs around with a small group of friends, but gets on generally with everybody. The teachers love her because she always gets her head down and works hard, and anyone who didn't know any better would call her a geek. But everyone knows not to mess with her, because the fire contained within her can be a deadly thing to release.

Brief history: Abby was brought to the school when she was fifteen, after an argument with a social worker regarding her future as a student. She had been at a foster home for three years, and had spent a large chunk of her life in care. It had been a hard life up to that point, and she had started out being a rather rebellious child, but after a talk with the social worker and a few weeks at Harden High, she saw sense and realised what would happen to her if she didn't get the qualifications she needed to get a job. She has not yet had a single detention and her grades have flown up to straight A's and B's for the last three years running.

((Well, that took a little longer than I'd hoped ))

((But Dreameh, it's 'Guyliner' XD Guyliner Funny, no? There's actually such a thing... *Snickers* Weird thing is, it looks surprisingly okay... o_0

Anyway! Glad you like Leon. Abby-Gabby (XD) sounds PERFECT!!! Haha! I can't wait!
Do you want to start? Nice and short? Give me a fun situation to play with... Hehe!))

((Haha! It does, doesn't it? XD Although I have to admit, if I caught my brother wearing the stuff I wouldn't hesitate to point and laugh at him

Lol, she will be the perfect person for him to annoy, even when he's not actually tryign to... Okay, so we are in the school, yes? Otherwise, I'm kinda stumped ))

((Of course. You've got to be famous and very pathetically pretty-boy-ish to pull it off, methinks. XD Haha! I nearly died laughing when my brother cut his hair, so I hate to think what I'd do if I caught him in makeup... :3 I do love my Faceykins! Hehe!

Yessss, totally brilliant! It was an enemy match made in hell! Hehe! This should turn out very well... I hope so, anyway.

Yes - I think they should be in the school... Ready to start? *Is overly excited*

And before I go, I must say... I just have THE cutest cuddly kitty curled up on my bed. :3 *Hugs Nutty* She's so fluffy! My little Mow-mow. ))

((Yes, I could have dies when I saw a picture of my brother back in the late 90's wearing a mullet XD Now I just look at it and think 'Oh dear...'

It will... Mwahahahaha! ))

Abby's long arms tightened their grip around the plain, black file she had resting against her stomach. She moved slowly, but certainly down the long, sleek coridoor of Harden High, her eyes locked on her destination: Mr Oakworth's office.
What was it he wanted, now? A message sending to the other end of the school? A nother set of involuntary work? There waso only one way to find out.

((Oh dear... first post and I've already failed XD Oh well, it's a start But it's so hard! *thinks*

Nawww My mow-mow is currently asleep on the third from the bottom step on the staircase. That's right, the STAIR CASE. Out of all the beds in these two houses he chooses the staircase... o.0 Strange, strange feline *shakes head*))

((I'm not even going to ask what a mullet is... Haha! ))

Leon sauntered down the corridor as if he owned the place - thumbs hooked into the belt of his baggy jeans. At first glance, this gesture made it seem as though he was slouching, but he wasn't. He looked far too cocky to be slouching. Indeed... One had to stand tall to come across as self-obsessed as Leon managed to.
Presently, he noticed that there was a girl in his path, walking towards him.
That was fine. She would step aside. They always did, after all... So Leon kept walking straight on, and even when the girl did not yield from her path, he walked straight.
Finally, their shoulders collided, and though this was not entirely unexpected, Leon whipped around with a snarl and snapped angrily at her, "Watch where you're going, idiot!"
He sneered angrily at her, then spun on his heel, raised his chin, and stalked off - continuing on his way to his dorm.

((No no, you're doing fine! We can do eeeet! Haha!

Naaaaaw, what a cute Mow-Mow!!! But has yours slept in a microwave? In a LOTR CD box? On a DSTV decoder? On a DVD player? On a fridge? In a ridiculously small PS box on a fridge? On a motorbike? In a washing machine? On a computer?
If not - my Nutty kitty wins. Haha! She is the pinnacle of feline-sleeping-place-strangeness. ))

((It's a wird haircut that was aparently really trendy in the 70's... Or was it the 80's...? *shrugs* I don't even know, I wasn't live in the 70's and 80's - Mullet ))

Abby froze in her tracks, her eyes narrowing greatly at the boy's snappy comment. It surprised her that she hadn't even seen a guy that full of himself coming, since guy's like that were pretty much like walking neon signs in her eyes. He might as well have had a huge 'Keep away' sign tatoo'd on his forehead. She turned slowly, very slowly, just in time to see his back as he began to walk away from her. Well, she didn't give a damn who he thought he was, but he wasn't getting away with that. Almost choking on her disbelief, she stepped towards him and snatched his arm to grab his attention. "Excuse me? Why don't you watch where you put your elephant feet, jackass." she snarled, looking him up and down, as if judging a bull in a farm fair. It was official then to her, that she'd met bread with more personality than this self-absorbed loon.

((Okay, no he hasn't. Not for... Well, any of those But he has got lost behind the TV, nearly burned himself on the hob in the kitchen and fallen asleep on several sheetsof importantpapers on a wooden table many times
Haha! I love your Mow Mow ))

((Polo is back from the dead...

LMAO! Seeing that 'mullet' was my laugh of the day. Such funny fluffff... ))

When Leon felt the grip on his arm, he stopped abruptly. Slowly, very slowly, his eyes dropped to the girl's hand - and his lip curled in distaste, as though it were something filthy. He swatted it off, then turned to face her - one finely shaped eyebrow arched in a superior fashion.
Leon noted the movement of girl's eyes as she appeared to size him up, and he decided that perhaps he could have a bit of fun here... And work on the jackass reputation that he poured his heart and soul into each and every day.
He leaned back on his heels, a lazy smirk on his face. "Like what you see, huh?" He asked mockingly - turning on the charm and flashing the sort of wink that never failed to make his fans melt.
"Sorry honey, but I'm way out of your league." He gave a falsely sympathetic smile, and patted her 'comfortingly' on the cheek.
Then he laughed out loud and turned away - raising one hand in backward wave.

((Naaaaaaw, what an epic kitty! *Dances* He sounds adorable!

Now... Bed. ))

((Lol! It scares me that people once thought they were actually trendy once upon a time ))

Abby stared at him, struggling whether to feel disblieving at his sickening rise in confidence, or horrified that she may have come across as being the 'hard to get' type. She wasn't acting irritated to try and attract him. She actually was irritated! Her eyes widened slightly. He honestly thought she would be desperate enough to try it on with him? Her hand quickly fell back to her side, leaving the file she held sitting loosely by her stomach. For a brief second her mind was blank, as she tried frantcally to think of a comeback. As he turned his back she shook her head in disgust, chewing her tongue in a dark cloud of annoyance. "Believe me, pretty boy," she muttered, just loud enough for him to hear - if he could be bothered to listen, that is. "I would never be desperate enough to sink that low."

((Haha! It matters what you mean by adorable. He tried to kill my best friend by biting her neck, very close to her throat and broke the skin. Technically, I should have him done for attempted murder XD))

His hand was still raised when the girl spoke, so Leon's reaction was an easy decision. He simply folded down three of his fingers, and left the middle one flying solo - not even bothering to look behind him, but letting the rude gesture do the talking. They said actions spoke louder than words, right? He walked on toward his dorm, but on the way he was stopped by a giggling gaggle of girls, fluttering their eyelashes at him, and flashing their little perfumed notepads for him to sign.
He ignored them and kept walking. Every time one got in his way, he would shove her aside like a sack of potatoes. He had better thing to do than to humour his fans.

((LMAO!! Naughty cat! Mine slit my throat once. ))

((Wow, I like this character already XD))

My eyes narrowed to a glare as sharp and deadly as a pair of daggers at his gesture and quickly wheeled round on her heal back top where she had previously been heading. Why she had bothered wasting her time with such an ass, she had no idea. However, nor did she care. She didn't need to bother with him, therefore all that was left to do was erase him from her memory. He was not worth her time and company.
She repeated these thoughts inside her head right to the way to Mr Oakworth's office, where she paused hesitantly to get her act together, placed a hand on the round handle and slowly entered the room.

((Hehe! She is very awesome! *Applauds* I like her attitude. ))

Leon yawned dramatically when he finally reached his dorm - scratching the back of his head with one hand as he turned the doorknob.
He entered the room and hurriedly got ready for school. He had been up early that morning to call Kimmie before anybody woke up. He couldn't have the rest of these fools overhearing his conversations with her...
Still, it meant that if he did not hurry he would be very late for school - and he had to skip breakfast... But that didn't matter, since he seldom had an appetite anyway.
Leon had a quick shower and changed into his usual stylish outfit, then stepped out of his room with his bag hitched casually over his back. His hair was styled to perfection, and the usual layer of dark eyeliner made his bright eyes stand out strikingly on his handsome face.
As always, Leon looked just about ready to step up on stage. School was a stage, in a way... His every action was an act, for he had a mission: A certain reputation to uphold...
With a smug smirk, Leon sauntered into his first class - late, and not giving a damn.

((I actually meant Leon, but thank you I like it too, and I wish I could think like that. Otherwise if I was there, I'd probably have smacked him by now and I've just realised I've gone to 1st person again... *facepalm* Oh well XD))

I was met by a short, stocky balled man in an immaculate white shirt, tucked neatly inside his - perhaps a little bit short - black trousers. His stomach hung slightly as he leaned forward on his fancy swivelling desk chair and greeted me with a friendly smile. I forced my lips to mirror his expression. "Morning, Mister Oakworth."
"Good morning, Abigail." He replied politely, pulling out a small pile of papers and retrieving a pair of rounded, black framed glasses and placing them snugly on his nose. "I understand you have free period, yes?"
I nodded.
"Miss Turvey sent me a message. She says she would like you to tidy the music room for the next lesson in an hour's time. It's nothing big, she just wants the xylophones putting in rows at the front of the classroom. Then she wants all he keyboards plugged in and all the switches turned on for the lesson after."
I hid the urge to roll my eyes. Most students didn't spend their free period doing chores for other teachers, but this was one of the drawbacks to being a 'last chance' student. I nodded, placing the file by his desk. "From Miss Harrison." I muttered, and turned to go. I then paused thoughtfully, before slowly turning to him with curious eyes. "Do you think she'll mind if I have a wizz on the piano when I'm done?"
He shrugged, his silver eyes glancing up from the sheets of paper. "I don't see why not. As long as you sort the rooms out, first."
"Thanks, Sir." I smiled gratefully. "I'll see you later."
"Goodbye, Abby."
I walked out the room, suddenly feeling oddly bare with not having anything to carry and slipping my fingers in my jean pockets. Right then.
To the music block.

((LMAO! Oh! Well, thank you! XD I would probably have cried... Haha! No worries, 1st person is good.
I must warn you, I'm lacking in muse, so if my posts go sloppy - that's why. ))

Leon was not in the classroom long. He walked in, ignored the teacher's furious shouts about his tardiness, and slumped back in his chair at the back of class, putting his feet up on the desk.
"Leon Hunter! Sit properly - you're not 6, boy!" The teacher demanded furiously. Leon yawned pointedly and ignored her, folding his arms behind his head and leaning back.
"Leon." He murmured, her voice dangerously soft.
"Oh, F*** off, would you, old bat? I'm trying to sleep!" Leon snapped brattily, a fierce sneer on his lips.
"Leon, go to see Mr. Oakworth. RIGHT NOW!" She bellowed, her voice high-pitched and near tears from the fury of dealing with the student she hated more than any other. He was such a difficult boy...

Leon shrugged, kicked his feet off the desk, then got up and left the room - hands in his pockets.

Walking toward the principal's office, he soon happened upon the girl he had walked into before.
Truthfully, he didn't much feel like playing the jerk act at that moment, but he had already started making a bad impression on this girl, so he figured he might as well finish it.
She was just leaving Mr Oakworth's office, and as Leon stepped nearer, he heard the principal's parting words. "Goodbye, Abby.".
Abby... He recognised her now. She was the one always running errands for the teachers... Well, he could use that in his favour.

As he walked past her, Leon paused. "Huh, something smells like ass." He commented loudly. Then he grabbed Abby's shoulders, and pulled her roughly toward him - leaning in close, as though he was about to kiss her.
Instead, he took a loud whiff of her lips.
"Yup, I thought so." He declared, shoving her away from him. "We have an asskisser."

((Don't worry. Haha! I'm on a different computer, with a weird keyboard. So if my typos triple in numbers, that's why
Oh dear, he's got some attitude. XD))

I stared at him, my gaze hard with irritation. I wasn't in the mood for his humour - although the question still lingered in my head: who was laughing? I regained my balance quickly and watched him, wondering what the hell he thought he was playing at. Was that really necessary? A pair of older students stalking to coridoors, evidently trying to use up their free time, turned to me and snorted at his joke. I clenched my jaw. That was all I needed. Someone else to back up his crap sense of humour. I rolled my eyes and glimpsed around the coridoor. Other than those two passing students, the halls were empty.
No teachers.
Fantastic.
I turned back to him. "I'm sorry, but the not-so-amusing comedy class has already been and gone." I flashed him a sarcastic smile. "Listen asshole, why don't you go trash a hotel room, get arrested and find out what life is truly like for those who end up in a funny little world we like to call prison? It's where goons like you end up when they spend the best part of their lives walking around like they're invincible, in a dream bubble. Although I don't know, you may not like it." I pondered mockingly, bringing a finger to my lips before shrugging carelessly. "Oh well, I admit it would be most amusing to see you cry your pretty little head off." The thought made me smile. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be." I said, pointedly bumping his shoulder as I passed.

Leon grabbed the girl's shoulder as she bumped past him - a devious grin on his face. She had challenged him now... And he would have the final say.
"Oh, I don't know..." He murmured, gripping her shoulder tighter. "I think it's pretty amusing..." He grabbed her other shoulder as well, taking a step nearer. "Just depends what side of the joke you're on, Honey..."
He stepped closer and closer, until Abby's back was against the wall. "I may be an asshole..." He whispered quietly, leaning in closer to her. "But I'm not an idiot."
His lips were nearly touching her ear now.
"I know you want this pretty face, Darlin'."
His finger trailed over her chin, and he stepped threateningly nearer - nearly pressing himself against her.

Inside, some part of him was dying, but in the end, he knew this was necessary. The worse the reputation he formed... The more people hated him... The easier it would all be in the end.
Yes, this was something he had to do, whether he wanted to or not.

For some reason, I didn't feel the slightest bit panicked or even bothered at all by his failed attempt at firting. I knew what he was trying to do, or, I could guess. So did he wanted me to play along? Was that it? I raised an eyebrow, my lips curving into a tiny sneer. "Your pretty face? Please." I snorted, turning my face away from him. I was used to this 'treatment'. The jocks that spent most of their times snogging cheerleaders or beating each other up in the changing rooms had tried it on me many-a-time. "D'you honestly think I'll melt when you do that weird thing with your eyes? Tremble at your touch like all your cheesy fans - who frankly, have no lives?" I turned back to him, my gaze suddenly stern. "Well you can try all you want, but it's not going to work with me." I raised my chin, narrowing the space between our faces. "So get over it." I snarled, shoving him angrily out of my way and started down the coridoor. Get over yourself, I thought secretly to myself.

Leon was slightly taken aback when the girl was neither frightened, nor turned on by his threats. In fact, he had to admit, her attitude was... Incredible.
Yes, her courage was admirable. That was exactly why he had to break her. It would be his finest work... And it would confirm once and for all that he was the world's biggest ass, and that he deserved nothing more or less than universal hatred.

He hated himself for being like this.
Well... That was one person down, at least. The rest would soon follow, if he kept up this mean act with everybody.
So Leon hurried after the girl, falling into step beside her. "So you're pitchin' for the other side, huh?" He asked with a sickly sweet smile. "Y'know they don't like that here. It's a Christian school, after all. Best hope nobody finds out... Keep that closet locked up tight, you hear? Even tighter than your ass cheeks around that stick."
He slapped her back in a mock reassuring gesture, still walking along beside her.

((Note: None of Leon's opinions are my own. He's just trying to be an ass. Don't hold anything he says against me! Haha! He likes to stereotype... o_0 ))

I could only smile at his attempts to annoy me further and, as always, kept my eyes ahead of me. If he had been anyone else I would have grabbed their shirt, shoved them against the wall and punched the lights out of them - since I had a bad tendency to do that. But I would keep my control and resist, however big the temptation, for now. Besides, punching his face in would be a waste of my own energy, anyhow. It wouldn't change how he saw the world, I could tell. Instead, my smile broadened and I let out a careless laugh. "Okay then," I snorted. "Just one question: do you practise being this annoying, or does it just come naturally to you?"

"Well, you can't deny I've got a natural talent - but I practice pretty hard as well! Can't settle for anything less than perfection, after all!" Leon chuckled slightly, then offered a friendly wink, before turning away and walking back toward the Principal's office.
That had been a stupid thing to do... He had been... Nice. But maybe that was a good thing, to keep Abby confused. Either way, he couldn't think of any more insults right at that moment, since a wave of dizziness had struck him. His health was failing again, and he knew that he needed to sit down before he fell down... Abby could ponder over what he'd said. He would leave her to stew, and launch another attack another day...

Another wave of dizziness struck, and Leon stumbled slightly.
Crap! No, no, no... Not here, not now!
He pressed on, altering his path and making his way toward the hospital wing.