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Destroyer File || RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Destroyer File || RPAva grumbled as she shoved a hot piece of toast into her mouth, slinging her green backpack over her shoulder as she put on her school clothes: a thick camoflague sweater, ripped black jeans, black high tops. She walked outside her house, pulling her green bike off the rack and hopping on, beginning to bike to school.
Julianna yawnedm twirling her fork around in her eggs, a tall glass of orange juice at her side. She wore a skirt and sweater to school as usual, the dress code asked for modest and nice clothing, and this was her family's interperatation of it. She slid into the car.


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Soon enough he was bounding down the stairs with a cheerful grin, ignoring Patricia telling him to go away as he snatches the plate of toast and eggs she had just made for herself and shoveled them down his throat as quickly as he could and heading out the door with his bag slung over his shoulder.
Robin then grabbed her backpack, ran downstairs, past her upset looking mom, and out the front door. She stopped by a bakery on the way and bought a muffin. Finally, Robin arrived at the front gates of the school. She walked around in circles, waiting for one of her friends to show up.
Senior year, huh. College after that. Well, probably not, since there's no reason to if he's not going to... well. Nothing important. He steps into class.
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Shiro raps a finger against the desk quietly, watching the clock tick by as he waits for class to begin. He's usually early since he tends to wake up early, and he figures that since there's nobody to talk to at home anyways, he should just head over to class.
"And your family needs their heads checked. Sagging is signs of being tired not laziness." Khonsu mused.
"I don not want to have this argument." She quietly replied so no one could see her talking to herself.
"Oh trust me sweetheart it ain't an argument. Just me stating facts that your brainwashed mind doesn't want to believe."
Her alarm rang loudly. "Ughhhhhh I don't want to go to school today," She complains getting up and ready to school. "Hey!" one of her friends said to her as they walked to school. It was almost first period by the time she got to school. She waved bye to her friends and walked into her class sitting down at her desk and pulling out a book waiting for school to start.
My art shop!

"Beep! Beep!" The alarm clock said. Kei grunted as he woke up and looked for his clothes. "Aha!" He said, as he looked at himself in the mirror. "Nothing like a Black Hoodie and some Khaki pants.." He said, as he put some black sneakers to go along with the outfit. "I can get food at the school, I'm already a little bit late as is.." He mutters, as he grabs his bookbag and walks out of his house and starts walking to school.
Rue is already up, as she looks at her new scab as she poked it and winced. "Ow.." She muttered, as she quickly did her hair and threw a red flannel shirt with a white t-shirt under, some black jeans and some black converse. "This could do.." She said, as she grabbed her backpack from her room and quickly ran off to school.
Ava yelled as she skidded to a halt, almost hit by a car. The driver sped off, leaving a shaken Ava fallen off her bike. “For the love of god-“ She muttered angrily, standing up and looking at her skinned knee.
Julianna exited her car, walking into her first period - her history class. She didn’t really like it, but she went nevertheless. She sat down at her desk in the back.

Chelsea put on her one of her dresses before tying the bow around it. She stretched a bit and gave a twirl in the mirror before nodding as she went downstairs to eat her breakfast of french toast, eggs, and a cup of earl grey tea.