So, technically Saxima, Midnight Star and Myst are on probation now. If it's your first time, you have to miss the next KHVC thing we do (yes this includes missing the next Karaoke Night, even if you've already recorded). If it's not your first time, then you cannot participate in KHVC for 30 days. If it's your THIRD offense, then you're just plain banned from KHVC. Whoop.I am going to double check my email though and make sure...Anyway, video will be up by Tuesday at the latest. Working on Karaoke Night now. Thanks to those of you who sent your lines in yesterday and remembered. If anyone wants any extra lines, have at 'em. Otherwise I guess this is the Jayn Rhapsody because I'll just sing them lmao. I haven't been able to do a harmony guide because (as I've said everywhere) I've been pretty sick and these harmonies are demanding as ****. Either way, it's not that difficult to listen to the song and figure them out yourself (if you know what harmonies are).
I'll post something big tomorrow. I was going to post again tonight, but I decided to give you guys an opportunity to post a reaction. The weekend is here so we should be able to get some stuff done!
It's fine. c: Permission granted!
【WEARING | LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE | OOC | ♪】 More familiar faces poured in and then she heard the rest of the doors to the auditorium being closed. A bell rang, but it seemed to be one of the scheduled ones. She felt a little queasy around all of these people, but at least it was quieting down now...for a moment. Darkness hit them and some of her less mature schoolmates shrieked and giggled. She slunk down into her chair and groaned, rolling her glaring eyes before setting them on the slowly illuminating stage. Principal Havens walked out in front of a center podium with a white sheet of paper in his hands. He tapped on the microphone annoyingly before gazing out blindly into the audience. It looked like he wasn't quite sure what to say. He seemed a bit nervous to Madeline, then looked somewhere offstage for an awkward moment before clearing his throat. "Good morning, Bellhurst." It didn't seem like he meant it as he gazed down at the paper. "Some of you may already be aware of why we're here today, but...First, I would like to apologize for the suddenness of this assembly...I...We...." He removed a pair of fogged up glasses and squeezes his temples with a firm hand and a shaky sigh. "I stand here before you with an enormously heavy heart...This school has always astounded me with it's immaculate sense of community and togetherness. We are a family here at Bellhurst...Which is why it pains me so much to inform you all that on Saturday, December 1st, we lost one of our bells." Oh. Someone died. "Here today with us are the parents of our student, Mr. and Mrs. Adams. I ask that you give them your utmost respect and attention." Adams. He stepped away from the microphone and off off the stage, just as nervously as he had approached it. A feeble looking couple took his place. The dark haired woman was convulsing with sniffs, holding the man's hand for dear life as he lead her to the podium and murmured words Madeline could not hear against her cheek. Someone towards the front of the auditorium began wailing uncontrollably. A girl? Did she know the victim? Madeline almost felt a pang of empathy for her. Almost. "My Thomas...My Thomas was a good boy. He had a thirst and an energy for life. He-he saw the beauty and detail in everything, and he couldn't...He couldn't not see it, he..." It took her a few seconds, but once she registered it, the words of the breaking down mother on stage were completely muted to her. Oh. The traffic. The crowds. His disappearance. This assembly. The white roses. That email. That email. Oh no. Thomas was dead. He hadn't stood her up, he was dead. Her mind flashed back to a Tumblr post of Quin's and she almost vomited on the boy in front of her, covering her mouth with her gloved palm and closing her eyes. Oh no. Oh, wait. No! He hadn't stood her up...He didn't leave her, he was just dead. Good! He had been honest. He came, and he was waiting for her, wasn't he? That was...the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her. He was a good person after all. She was glad. She was so happy, she swallowed back the bitter fluid in her throat and smiled. The stage lights dimmed down and a projection screen was pulled. A slideshow of some of Thomas' photography started playing and she took a deep breath. Wow. What a relief. She gazed around. No one else looked as elated. It would probably be a bad idea to rejoice so blatantly, so she molded her expression back into a neutral one.
Which one ? (Link meee please)
http://kh-vids.net/threads/%E2%99%9B-%E2%96%8C1-0-0-d-a-y-s-%E2%9D%A3-%E3%80%90ooc%E3%80%91.134483/page-9#post-3972673
@ Flowergothic & Agent; You guys are going to a coffee place when you need to be in the auditorium. School started at 7:45am and the first post of this day was at 7:30am so you wouldn't have had time for that anyway. You're missing school atm. looool. Thank you! HAPPY THANKSGIVING PEEPS.
【WEARING !! | LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE !! | OOC: Get to the auditorium, please. ♪】 She frowned, sensing a bit of a patronizing tone in his voice but not calling him out on it. While he was gone, she used her car mirror to fix her hair and rub the sleep from her face. School was right about to start. She really didn't want to botch up her attendance so she would take these gross clothes and attend classes as best as she could. When he returned, she glared at him until he turned around and used the backseat of her car to change clothes hastily. The car ride was ... it was ... it was awful. It was terrible. Johnathan blared Christian music (and Adam Young) and preached to her about this and that. He was horribly excited about his religion and he seemed to want nothing more than to share it with her and the rest of the world. She had been tempted to leap out of the car on several occasions but managed to resist. She bid him farewell (for now, since she'd have to go back for her car after school) and hurried to the front doors. There were various posters and faculty members in the halls alerting her to head to the auditorium instead of her first class (which she would have been late for). She sighed in relief and straightened out her sweater. Upon entering the auditorium (x), she was assaulted by the scent of...roses? She scrunched up her cold nose and began to chew nervously on her bottom lip. There were white roses scattered down the aisles and the overall atmosphere was extremely somber. What was going on? There was a large photo down towards the stage, but before she could reach it, a teacher asked her to be seated. She sat in the back of the first row quietly. The lights were dimming.
@Moshi & Libre: Pro, much? ;__; Those all look amazing. That face...looooool. Anyway, I'm planning on posting my Thanksgiving food and stuff later on tonight. * w *
【WEARING| LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE | OOC: Short posts for a while because THANKSGIVING! ♪】 Madeline shot up and immediately winced from the headache that followed. What was even happening right now? Where was she--oh. She had fallen asleep in the parking lot of the church. Who was talking to her-- "GAH!" She flinched as her eyes met those of someone semi-familiar. Joseph? ...Joe? "What time is it?" She groaned, completely ignoring the weirdo as she climbed back into the front seat and attempted to start up her car. Her car really did not like the cold, so it just sputtered and roared as she attempted to start it up. Welp. Looked like she wasn't going to school. She would be a bit late, at least... She didn't have anything to wear either. Unless... She glanced back at Joe and rolled her window down just a tad. "Do you have any...clothes, here? And you go to my school, don't you?"
That would be fine if she had said something. The rules aren't there because I honestly think we should all POSTPOSTPOST but rather because of communication. It's fine to miss the 48 hour mark. Just Skype, PM me or explain here. When there's a lack of communication with me is when the flexibility diminishes. That's the difference between Teq and HoL as well. HoL has been actively communicating. You need to pay attention to the last time you posted and communicate accordingly. I /will not/ warn you or pester you. @Thread; Also, can we NOT "appeal" please? That's awfully rude, I think. Tequila was removed and two others were in the dangerzone, but the only one jumped in defense of was Midnight. That would hurt my feelings. x:
*Dances across your profile*
I once found comfort in you; but you have betrayed me, Sleep-senpai. Doushite.
DAY 3-RECAP- Note: This recap will not substitute you actually READING, so do that if you have not or you'll miss things.The recap will only cover things that directly influence the story.(I am not a perfect human being, so I may have missed some things) ✖ Madeline is given $350 from Reuben for 'no reason'. Will this lead to dramatica in the future? THE RP MAY NEVER KNOW. ✖ Aileen is a secret drunken party girl. ✖ Anthony and Elizabeth are siblings. Did we know that already? Jayn doesn't remember. She's in an extremely silly mood right now. ✖ Altair is really freakin' cryptic. FATE this FATE that. FATE. FATE. FATE. ✖ O-okay...That's not a little...ominous or anything. ✖ Tyler x Abby? PFF. How SILLY. She obviously wants NOTHING to do with him. ✖ But what's this?! Quin x Tyler? AN OTP BREAKER APPROACHES. ✖ John apparently spends all day at church. What a loser, right kids? Let's POINT and LAUGH. ✖ Quin has her concert. Whoop. ✖ Hyuge contributed!! Snow tomorrow! Be sure to bundle up and whatnot! She's also heartbroken and that makes me sad. ✖ Tyler and Aileen are RUDE as HELL. *Ghetto snaps* WAS TRYIN' TO HAVE A TENDER LESBIAN MOMENT BUT NOPE. ✖ Yuna invited Aileen and Brian over but nothing happened because NEITHER ONE OF THEM POSTED. This makes me sad for Yuna. But she's a tough independent lesbian and she don't need no pizza or movies. ✖ Kallisti has grandma issues. ✖Oh ****, Altair's got some issues too. ✖Cherno-kun's extremely emotional because of the beautiful sounds of the violin. M-chan bumps into him in super slow motion as cherry blossoms fall. She blushes when he calls her fall "sugoi, sister". In a jealous rage, Temperance-chan storms in screaming "B-BAKA!" M runs away in tears, clutching her bookbag to her chest. She finds comfort in John's church...Well, the parking lot. ✖ Quin and some other peeps want to celebrate the great concert after school tomorrow. CONCLUSIONS/UPDATES? ✖ HeartlessOfLight is wayyy past the 48 hour mark. He made a Tumblr post on the 20th but if he does not post today by 7pm (GMT -8), he's removed. School is busy for him lately, he's communicated well, and hopefully he'll get more time once exams are over, etc. However, if activity does not improve within a week, I am removing him. ✖ Tequila / Danny has not posted since November 18th with no detailed Tumblr posts, talks with me or head's up. This means he is removed. Danny never existed. ✖Fuzzybluelights has not posted since November 20th 11:29am. He technically has until that time today to post before being officially removed, but he's already broken the 5th rule. ✖ Midnight Star has not posted since November 20th 5:07am. She has about three hours before being officially removed. ✖ Chase is a sweetheart, ohmygoodness. He'll probably die next. ✖Brian is an attention whore. -- I am really serious about this activity thing, obviously. It's not that bad if you communicate with me when you know you're getting busy, etc, but when there's nothing. No. Just a reminder for those of us who are still here; If you're expecting me to ask you where your post is or remind you of the last time you posted or when 48 hours is up, you're wrong. Lol. The most you'll get is in an update, and sometimes that update will just be that you're gone now. Boop.
I'm about to help get stuff ready for Thanksgiving, so it'll be past midnight by the time I'm back. At that point I will write up the recap... Also, if anyone would like to start with Day 4 (at 12am my time), go ahead. Just keep these things in mind before you start: The next day is Monday December 3rd. School starts at 7:45am and there has been an announcement to meet in the auditorium at that time instead of your first class. The starting post should be at 7:30am.
【WEARING | LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE | OOC: LESS THAN AN HOUR BEFORE THE DAY ENDS. GO HOME LOL. | ♪ 】 Not home. Not Reuben's. 'Somewhere' ended up being the dark and mostly abandoned parking lot of a church. The Baptist Church of People who Worship an Amazing God, to be specific. Madeline was pretty far from religious, but she could always pretend to be, if it meant having somewhere to go. She had always found religion extremely uncomfortable for her. She did not like the idea of it. Spirituality was a bit different, but religion was a terrible thing to her. Still, she would not judge other's for what they believed in -- so long as they kept their mouths shut about it. She stopped by a gas station and filled up her tank; purchasing three bottles of water and two large salads that would be disgusting. She felt a bit more at ease now, if not a little isolated. She was tired, so she climbed into her backseat and made sure her doors were locked. It was a school day tomorrow, but she wasn't sure if she would go. She couldn't go home and she had no clothes. She was a good student, so maybe she would figure something out or buy another outfit with Reuben's money. She curled up in her seat and sighed softly. Her eyes shut and she started to relax her muscles and attempt to calm her thoughts. For now, it was time to sleep.
【WEARING | LATEST TUMBLR UPDATE | OOC: LESS THAN TWO HOURS UNTIL THE END OF THE DAY. | ♪ 】 Years and years gone by with little to no involuntary interaction with her peers and now she couldn't get away from them. This was clearly the coming of an apocalypse. A sign--a warning! Cherno...A familiar name...SHIT, THAT EMAIL. That EMAIL was ruining her life. She would try to delete her gmail account when she could, this was ridiculous. Some kind of curse...A witch's spell. This was not happening. That sadness in his face, though. No. This wasn't physical pain. It was triggering that emotional waterfall she had dealt with the other day. She couldn't bare it. She held her hands out in front of her defensively. "You're not an idiot!" Her voice was louder than she had meant for it to be, but she was extremely jittery. "Whatever is wrong with you, man up! Seriously, get yourself together! You have control over your emotions, so don't break down here-- not here, in public. Whatever is bugging you seriously can't be that bad...ESPECIALLY if it's over a boy. A stupid, immature, idiotic, pathetic, naive BOY. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and DEAL WITH IT like you always have. He's not worth it. You're an IDIOT if you waste your tears -- your emotions -- over something like this." She was trembling so she drew her hands back. She needed to get something to eat. Everything was so draining...She was so angry. With this pitiful boy...With Thomas...With her mother...With those two assholes who had interrupted her time with Quin...With herself. She flushed suddenly. Her stomach was howling. Goodbye redemption. "...I'm sorry, I--" "H-hey Cherno," Her eye twitched. Interrupted. Again. By a person. No. She turned away and walked off to her car without another word.
Vivi! <3How are you today? If I sang this for you, would it be too sad? Do you prefer day or night? If you had to describe yourself with six words, what would they be?Past & current impressions?
Yes indeedy! Good luck. :D
