The Really Detailed Rp

[Cleo]

Typically we just say what our charries look like, and that's that.
I'm not saying in this rp we're going to do personalities, because that gets boring, but we're going to make really really realllllly detailed characters in this rp.
You know, past, and ... stuff.
xD

Rules:
You have to have at least four lines in each post.
We'll make up the plot as we go along, so no worries on the plot. (we can talk about it on the rp chat thread)
There's always room to add extra things, so don't worry, you don't have to come up with it all at once. ^_^

Form:
Your charrie has to include:
Name, age, (maybe even birthday, if you want) detailed history, and appearance. If you can think of anything else, you can add it. ^_^

[Cleo]

Harmony Olivia Penelope Erin is thirteen.
Her parents were hippies, so they gave her a name with initals that spell 'HOPE'
She was born five years after her older sister Veda.
She has hair in a pixie cut the colour of dark chocolate.
Her big eyes are golden, and her complexion is pale.
She looks like an exact miniature version of her older sister, because of which her sister nicknamed her 'Mini-me'.
When she was nine, her best friend got hit by a car, right in front of her.
She and her family live in the flat above her parent's restaurant, where her parents spend most of their time.
Because of which she's mostly watched by her older sister, who's really fun.
Veda's rather mischievous, and when Harmony was younger Veda used to tell her to do a lot of silly things.
Harmony smiles and acts polite, but she's afraid of getting close to people, so she doesn't really have a lot of friends.

(Man, Ellie you did so much better than me. xD I'm going to have to add extra stuff. I'll have to roleplay with her, because nothing comes to mind right now.)

[Ellie]

Callia White is fourteen. Her hair is blonde, and in a boyish cut. She has brown eyes, pale skin, and usually wears soft and dark colours. Her parents both work full time at a games company, so she gets the latest games consoles and games before anyone else. She loves to play them as well, and is content in her life.
When she was born, she had a twin that died in the womb. Her parents often joke that she's "missing a half of herself", which is pretty much true. Callia has Asperger syndrome, meaning she finds it hard to socialise with people and has an intense interest in gaming. She is the reason her parents even work for a gaming company: her mother cannot have any more children, and knows that if Callia is taken away from the one thing she loves, she's finally go crazy.
Callia watches people a lot to see their reactions. She's very unpopular because of this, and because of her syndrome. Callia mutters a lot to herself, often mis-pronounces words and is very clumsy.

[John]

Rudolph Smith is 15. He mostly goes by Smith. He has jet black hair in need of a cut. He usually wears a shirt and jeans. He has braces.
Smith's name comes from a number of factors. 1, his mother won the game of rock paper scissors (while still in labor) to decide who got to name him. 2, his mother loved ballet, so wanted to name him after Rudolph Nureyev. 3, it was boxing day, and his father had still been wearing a jumper with a reindeer on it.
Smith is an only child, and was attracted to writing from a very early age. From taking permanent markers to the wall to telling tales of epic non-sensical battles between zombie gnomes and transforming robots made of custard, he was never too far from the written word in his early years.
Lately, the teenage hormones have hit him pretty hard, so he can usually be found in his room moping. He still writes, but not as much, and usually its filled with so much violence that its hard to read.
Smith's best skill, however, is his ability to persuade people into doing what he wants. He claims he can do this because of his superior command of the english language, but people joke that they just feel sorry for him. He can sometimes be patronising and condesending, but thats just because most people are stupid.

[Ellie]

Light hair splayed across the pillow as Callia tossed and turned in her sleep. The pale duvet was meshed across her slight form and one leg hung from the mattress and out into the air.
The night air was cold outside; that much was obvious from the condensation dripping down the inside of the window. What little of the wall that showed was pale, however most of it was smothered with posters: Pokémon, Final Fantasy, Harry Potter. A handheld console lay on her stomach, somehow managing to not fall off in the tossing.
Dark eyes suddenly flashed open as Callia woke up. She closed her eyes, searching in her head for the nightmare that had plagued her sleep, but it was already disappearing. She placed her palms against her temple, rubbing furiously to try and get any information from the depths of her mind, but it was gone.
Picking up the weight on her abdomen, Callia automatically switched on the gaming console that wouldn't be released for a few months yet. She selected the game she had started a few hours before and began to play, the soft light of the LED screen highlighting her sharp features.

[John]

Smith woke with a start to find himself covered in blood. He let out a yelp, shuddering. It's all right, he told himself, just a dream. But when he look down again, the blood was still there. Then, he came to his senses and placed a finger over his nose. "Damn." he sighed, and walked sleepily across the hall and into the bathroom. The flourescent light pinged on and began to hum. He look terrifying. His hair was springing up all over the place and his shirt covered in dried blood. He had had another nose bleed. He was prone to them from time to time. He washed his face and changed his shirt. His bed clothes had escaped largely unscathed, so he just went back to sleep.

[Ellie]

She sighed sadly to herself. Another day of school was coming: another day of torture for her. She might have had problems socialising, but that didn't make her stupid.
She glanced at the alarm clock. It was 4:54AM. Callia sighed for the umpteenth time and climbed out of bed. She wandered downstairs, shuddering at the cold.
Grabbing the oats from the side, she poured them into a bowl before adding milk from the fridge and sticking it into the microwave. She waited for half of the two-and-a-half minutes, then opened it up and grabbed the piping hot food. She added syrup to it and a spoon, then went back upstairs.

[John]

Smith slept like a log until 7:00am, when he was woken up by his alarm clock whose snooze button he had intentionally tampered with so it didn't work. Every morning he jabbed it a few times before he remembered it didn't work. This morning was no exception. He got up, got dressed and went down stairs. Another day. He stubbed his toe on the kitchen counter as he made himself a bowl of cereal. He ate while glancing at the morning news on tv. Homocide, genocide, suicide, the usual. He put his bowl in the sink, bid his parents farwell, and left for school.

[Cleo]

Harmony was woken with a start, as her hammock flipped over, and she landed on the floor of her room.
"Wake up!"
She looked up, to where a tall girl was standing above her, a huge grin on her face.
"I made some cake, I want you to see it!"
Harmony groggily stood up, and swept her bangs out of her eyes, scanning her room for the clock.
The walls were covered with different doodles and sketches, mixed in with posters of Harry Potter and Doctor who, and pictures of cake. The little wall you could see was painted different shades of the sunset, The floor had a pathetic carpet, not providing much comfort. A hello kitty clock sitting on the shelf showed that it was almost 5 in the morning.
"Hurry up! It's my most amazing cake yet!" Veda jumped up and down, beaming.
Harmony picked up her pillow and tossed it back onto the hammock.
"Okay, fine."
She followed her older sister downstairs into the restaurant's kitchen. Sitting on a table in the middle, was a large cake, shaped like black cat.
"I'll get you some breakfast, now that you're up." Veda danced over to the cupboard, as Harmony shuffled over to a stool.
Veda pulled out a box of cereal, changed her mind, and put it back.
She closed the cupboard and bent over, pulling out a pancake mix and a pan.
Half an hour later a large plate was put in front of Harmony, with a stack of ten pancakes, soaking in syrup and topped with butter.
"Veda, unlike you, I am not a bottomless pit." Harmony groaned, poking the top one with a fork.
" I'll just eat whatever you don't finish." Veda shrugged, admiring her cake.

[Ellie]

By 8 O'clock, Callia had dressed, eaten and played more of her game for the majority of the time. Her mother had awoken and bid her goodbye, and Callia left for the bus.
The bus shelter was cold and a breeze ran through it, bringing hail with the wind. Callia rubbed her arms through her coat, grateful when the bus pulled up to the shelter.
She climbed on behind a shorter kid, then hid about four rows into the bus. She placed her bag next to her seat, and then turned to the window. Her games console slipped out of her pocket and into her hands, and she began to play yet again. She was allowed to bring it to school.

[Cleo]

Harmony had found a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, slipped on her boots and grabbed her backpack, and barely made it to the bus stop on time.
She got onto the bus, and as usual, nearly all of the seats were full, or the empty seat refused to sit next to her.
She trudged her way through the aisle, stepping over the legs of people hoping to trip her.
In the fourth row was a blonde girl, playing on a game console, sitting by herself.
"Is this seat taken?"

[Ellie]

The bus began to move again as the doors hissed closed, and people began to talk enthusiastically with each other.
"Is this seat taken?"
Callia glanced up, biting her lip absentmindedly. The girl that had asked her was a bit odd, like she was.
"Um, sorry... what was that?" she said in a quiet voice, trying not to gain too much attention. She crossed her ankles nervously, then hugged her shoulders to her neck.

[Cleo]

"I was asking if the seat was taken." Harmony smiled awkwardly.
"Nobody else wants to sit with a weirdo like me."
She shoved her bangs out of her eyes, and looked at the blonde girl, hoping she wouldn't mind her sitting there.

[Ellie]

"Uh, sure." Callia laughed awkwardly, placing her bag on the floor. "If you're sure you wanna sit there." She shrugged, then turned back to her game.

[Cleo]

Harmony shrugged, and sat down.
"Thanks."
She pulled a sketchbook out of her backpack, and started drawing with a mechanical pencil.

[Ellie]

Callia shrugged to herself, then continued to play her game, oblivious to many of the stares she was getting.
The bus stopped, then a kid hopped over to her. "Is that the new Pokémon game?" he asked. "The one that's only in Japan right now?"
Callia looked up and regarded him cooly. "Yes, it is."
"How did you get it in English?!"
"My 'rents."
"Who're they?"
Callia shrugged again. "They work for Nintendo."

[John]

Smith was coincidently sitting in the seat behind Harmony and Calia. (I had to insert him somewhere xD) He wasn't really into pokemon, too childish really, but he still had a comment to make. "So, you speak japanese then?" he asked, leaning over the seat and looking over Calia's shoulder.

[Ellie]

Callia shook her head. "Nope... I can read a little bit, but I'm better at Spanish."

[Cleo]

(Small TIME SKIP)

The bus pulled up to a stop.
Harmony swung her bag over her shoulder, and made her way down the aisle,
amidst the wave of kids.

[John]

Smith hoisted himself off the seat and shouldered his bag. He made his way down the bus. Suddenly, he fell forward, tripped up by an outstretched leg.
You had to be careful on that bus. One false move and you could consider yourself floored. Oh no, Smith had time to think, as one does when they are falling over. Even worse, his head connected with Harmony's shoulder, who was in front of him, taking them both to the floor.

[Cleo]

Harmony hadn't had enough time to react, so she had hit her head against the floor.
"Oww." Struggling to sit up, she held a palm against the area that hit, and looked over at Smith.
"You okay?"

[John]

"Yeah, yeah, fine." Smith said, getting up quickly. Despite this having happened to everyone on the bus at least once, people where still sniggering away. Smith walked quickly off the bus. Once they were off, he spoke again. "Sorry about that. My fault."

[Cleo]

"It's alright. It's happened to me loads of times." Harmony smiled.

[Ellie]

Callia waited in her seat until everyone had left, then wandered off the bus herself. She passed the popular kids until she reached her bench, placed in a quiet corner of the school field.

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