What is community college?
You've heard it's 'loser' college for remedial teens, 20-something drop outs, middle-aged divorcees and old people keeping their minds active as they circle the drain of eternity.
That's what you heard...
however, I wish you luck!
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✔ EXPERIENCE: I’ve been rping for 4 years, and have a few accounts here on tumblr.
✔ ACTIVITY: 7/10
✔ CHARACTER DESIRED: Kurt Hummel
✔SHIPS: Klaine, Kurtbastian, Kurt/Chemistry
✔ANTI-SHIPS: Kurt/No Chemistry
✔ CHARACTER INFORMATION:
Age: 19
Major: Undeclared
Biography:
Kurt was born and raised in Greendale, Colorado with two loving parents, he was a happily bundle of joy as a kid. His mother always sang to him, she had a beautiful voice that Kurt loved, and he would often sing his favorite Disney songs with her. When he was only seven she got very ill and passed away, leaving his father alone to raise him. Though they were pretty close, sometimes they struggled to get along due to Kurt’s more flashy nature. The older Kurt got the more he got picked on for being different, he didn't enjoy playing sports or getting dirty. He preferred shopping, dancing and having tea parties. Kurt did his best to keep strong. In High schools things only got worse, he was often bullied and tormented. Sometimes Kurt was too tired to even go to school and face the bullies which caused him to miss many days and not graduate with the best scores.
Always being interested in music, and being a very talented singer, he applied to NYADA. Although Kurt was very talented, he was unfortunately not accepted due to his poor grades which left him looking for something else to do. He couldn’t very well do nothing, so he applied to Greendale community college in the meantime.
+’s; Confident, Caring, Forgiving.
-’s; Sarcastic, Secretly Insecure, Defensive.
Fun Facts:
Kurt watches a lot of TV and Movies, he tends to quote them from time to time.
He doesn’t like to drink, but when he does he thinks he’s somehow connected to the British monarchy.
Congratulations Natalie! You’ve been accepted as Blaine Anderson. Please make your account within 24 hours. Also make sure you follow all the tags and blogs, open your ask/submit, and send your account to the main.
✔ NAME/ALIAS, AGE, TIMEZONE: Natalie, 18, EST
✔ EXPERIENCE: I have been RPing for over two years now. I've modded/co-modded a few as well. I've played Blaine about five times before and find him very fun.
✔ ACTIVITY: 7-8. I'm in the middle of moving so it might get in the way. But usually, I'm online and happy to RP-- though obviously there are moments when I just cannot RP and if I am gone for more than a day, I always tell the mods beforehand.
✔ CHARACTER DESIRED: Blaine Anderson
✔ SECONDARY CHOICE: I honestly can't choose between Santana or Rachel! I guess Rachel (forever conflicted)
✔SHIPS: Klaine, Blaine/chem
✔ANTI-SHIPS: Blam, Blainechel, Blaineofsky
✔ CHARACTER INFORMATION:
Age: 19
Major: Music
Biography: Blaine was raised in a very wealthy family. He was surrounded by literature and all sorts of other more 'adult' material to keep his mind busy from his parents benign neglect due to their 'social status' and businesses.
Music was always what he loved most despite everything else he was exposed to at an early age. He had his parents place him into different classes so he would learn how to play as many instruments as he could-- including vocals and dance. He mastered music and his parents were proud of his achievements, even his father who Blaine would have sworn he would have to fight for his acknowledgements. Though it all seemed to slip away when he came out of the closet when he was a freshmen. His father grew distant and his mother sometimes didn't even acknowledge who he was. It really hurt the boy, but he did his best not to express it.
After intense bullying and getting beat up after the Sadie Hawkins Dance, Blaine transferred to Dalton where he completed his high school career safely. Once he graduated from the academy, he applied to Greendale, despite his parent's wanting him to go elsewhere. He figured that it would be a smarter move to complete the first two years of his college education in a community school, where it was likely to be much more economic.
+’s; Caring, Optimistic, & Kind
-’s; Critical, Bad temper, & Loves attention
Fun Facts: Blaine knows how to play the piano, harmonica, and the guitar. He also boxes. He has a collection of bowties in a large case.
✔ PARA SAMPLE:
Blaine had been running meaningless errands for his mother all day. He was forced to go to the store and buy milk, though there were two gallons at the house. He also needed to get a black dress, running shoes, and a camera. Blaine could feel himself just getting more and more annoyed with his mother-- even though he loved her, she was just such a handful at times and it drove him insane. The two always managed to find a reason to argue and disagree and then the older woman would go and cry to the father. It was a cycle that Blaine had gotten used to.
The young boy didn’t pay too much mind to his parent’s anymore. He spent most his time confined in his room ignoring the two. It worked well, in his opinion.
Blaine made it to the house and noticed that his mother’s car was missing. His brows knitted together as he placed the one he drove to ‘park’. He climbed out, items in hand and made his way to the front door. He felt uneasy, oddly enough. His hand shook as he reached for the knob. The cool knob now in his hand as he turned it and pushed the door open. He was greeted by a quiet house, which was eerie in him opinion. There was always something that made noise when he came home. Whether it be his mother talking on the phone, his father typing away on his work computer. No matter what the case, there was always some sort of noise to let him know that he was not home alone. The boy took a step forward. “Dad..?” he called out. He set down the bags on the couch and ran up the stairs. “Dad?” He ran all the way to his father and mother’s room and opened the door. “Da-” His eyes widened and knees felt weak. There was nothing there. All that was left was a bed frame, nightstands, and dresser. Nothing else.
Blaine turned around and ran again, this time down the stairs and to the kitchen. He looked and looked for something, anything to show that maybe his parents had not gone anywhere. He looked down at the counter to find a white envelope yet to be sealed. He reached out with trembling fingers and pulled out what was inside. He pulled out a sheet of paper and something else that seemed to fall on the floor.
'Dear Blaine,
I am so sorry for not informing you but I knew that if I did tell you what had been planned that you would be upset and I just would not be able to handle that. Your mother had found us both a job back in New York. I could not bare to pull you out of school again so I had you stay so you can finish your classes and then move back with us. I am deeply sorry for not telling you beforehand. I do love you very much.
-Sincerely,
You father
P.S. I left a check for you in his envelope. Do use the money wisely.’
Blaine knelled down and picked up the envelope. He was going to stand back up, but he decided that he was better off on the floor, sitting. There he had it. Blaine was completely and utterly alone now.
✔ ANYTHING ELSE?: Pop Pop!
oh and I'll probably end up using mobile later on because I'm moving as I stated. I hope this isn't bothersome 3:
Congratulations Ashleigh! You’ve been accepted as Hunter Clarington. Please make your account within 24 hours. Also make sure you follow all the tags and blogs, open your ask/submit, and send your account to the main.
✔ NAME/ALIAS, AGE, TIMEZONE: Ashleigh. 21. EST
✔ EXPERIENCE: I've been RPing for approximately 7 years. The only current account that I have is this one.
✔ ACTIVITY: I completely suck at out of tens so I'm going to skip that part and just give you the sentence, sorry. I work a full time job. I'm on nearly every day at varied hours due to said job. How long I can be on at any one time is also varied due to said job and the fact that I live on a farm. I'm a fairly active person, regardless.
✔ CHARACTER DESIRED: Hunter Clarington
✔ SECONDARY CHOICE: --
✔SHIPS: Hunter/chemistry, preferably female, but I do play Hunter as bisexual, though he likes to pretend he isn't because he's afraid of what his military mother and father will think.
✔ANTI-SHIPS: Hunter/no chemistry
✔ CHARACTER INFORMATION: .
Age: 24
Major: Undecided
Biography:
Right out of high school, Hunter and his twin Hayden entered the Army. He had scored high enough on his ASVAB to have a chance at an incredibly large pool of jobs within the Army. It was an easy choice for him, though, and he entered the military as a Special Forces Candidate. No one could say that the training was easy, but Hunter did well in all aspects. He was organized, athletic, sharp minded, and knew how to take orders. No one in his family was surprised, really. After all, both his mother and father had served in the Army, and nearly all of his uncles and male cousins, along with nearly half of his aunts and female cousins had served or planned to serve in one branch or another.
After grueling training, he had finally made it. Hunter was a member of the Special Forces team. It wasn't long before he was in the field, doing things that he couldn't speak of and rarely was he able to tell his family where he was. His six year contract flew by, and Hunter chose not to renew his contract. His job had taken its toll on him, mentally more so than physically, though he would never admit that to anyone. He returned home to Colorado a week before his brother, grateful to see his family again. He moved into the converted barn that he had shared with his twin since they were 14 and paid a supplemental rent to his parents.
Hunter, however, had lost his purpose in life. He didn't want to get a job, and his parents reluctantly agreed that as long as he was still paying his rent, they couldn't force him to get one. Hunter was relieved when his brother announced his move to Orlando for school as it meant that he didn't have to worry about waking him with his constant nightmares or his brother observing his strange behaviors surrounding the security of the barn. It wasn't that he thought they were going to be attacked by a foreign operative but hey, you never knew when someone was going to rob you.
Sleep became harder to come by for Hunter. It took hours for him to fall asleep and once he was, he would wake up at the slightest of sounds. His mind was always on high focus and he often wondered if the sounds he heard were even there or if he just imagined them. He took sleeping pills on occasion but even they didn't seem to help.
Fall rolled around and Hunter decided that he needed something to focus on, rather than continuing to isolate himself from the rest of the world in his parents backyard. He enrolled at Greendale Community College which was the next town over. He wasn't sure what he wanted to study, but he figured that a couple of classes would be better than nothing.
+’s; meticulous, focused, & loyal
-’s; manipulative, untrusting, & perfectionist
Fun Facts:
Hunter has an identical twin brother named Hayden who also served in the Army but now lives in Orlando where he's studying to finish an engineering major in the hopes of becoming an Imagineer at Disney; Hunter is the older twin by thirteen minutes.
Hunter played Varsity lacrosse and football in high school, as well as being on the Varsity swim team.
✔ PARA SAMPLE:
"Hey, man, I have to go," Hunter's brother said from the computer screen. "I have a paper that I need to finish and I have a date tonight."
"Yeah, cool, have fun. Remember all that shit about condoms," he said good naturedly.
"Talk to you later," Hayden said, rolling his eyes.
Hunter waved to his brother and then signed out of Skype, a frown settling on his face. It wasn't Hayden's fault that his life was so... So normal. Hayden had never seen combat while Hunter had seen it constantly.
You knew what you were signing up for, he reminded himself. You knew that it would be difficult.
It was true. Hunter had known that going for Special Forces would be stressful and at times horrifying. But he was strong enough to handle it. That's all there was to it. It was also the reason why he couldn't help but feel resentment every time that he remembered that his brother was so perfectly content with life in Florida.
Hunter had known what was going to happen. How can you be so affected by something that you knew you were going to see? Hunter had seen men die, sometimes at his own hand. He had had his own share of minor injuries and had seen more severe injuries among the men in his unit. But he had been warned that he would see these things.
He had been warned and it had happened. Hunter refused to admit that thinking about the war gave him anxiety. He refused to admit that his eating was becoming sporadic at best on the worst days. He refused to admit that he was pulling away from the rest of the world, putting on a brave face to fool everyone else.
There were several things that Hunter was, and a coward that couldn't deal with his problems on his own was not one of them.
✔ ANYTHING ELSE? Pop pop. Hunter has PTSD which is accompanied by irregular eating patterns. His eating problems may eventually lead to an eating disorder. He is currently not being treated for his PTSD as he isn't willing to admit that he's struggling to anyone.
Congratulations Molly! You’ve been accepted as Brittany Pierce. Please make your account within 24 hours. Also make sure you follow all the tags and blogs, open your ask/submit, and send your account to the main.
✔ NAME/ALIAS, AGE, TIMEZONE: Molly, 22, EST
✔ EXPERIENCE: Currently, this RP is the only one I'm active in. I've RPed as Blaine several times in the past, and as Brittany three times, all on twitter accounts.
✔ ACTIVITY: I work three to four days out of the week, from 10 PM - 6 AM (terrible, I know), so my activity is a bit weird. I'd probably give myself a 6 or 7 out of ten.
Brittany has always been what one might call...unique. She's different, but in her own, quirky way. In high school, she was popular, and loved by just about everyone - a lot of which had to do with her constant hook-ups and flirting. She wasn't ashamed of it. Making out was fun, and what it led up to was even more fun, so what was the harm in that?
She realized, soon after graduation, that there was actually a lot of harm in that. She'd never really gotten close enough with someone to build an actual relationship. Her classmates had all used her for booty-calls and one night stands, even some of the ones she really liked and trusted. She'd never had anyone who'd hold her the next morning and make her blueberry pancakes (which were her absolute favorite). She liked being called hot and sexy, but sometimes she just wanted to feel beautiful.
Four years into the future, Brittany has found herself isolated from the world. She's got her own apartment, four cats, and constant missed calls from her parents and younger sister, nudging her to get a move on with her life. She'd found herself in a frozen yogurt shop one lonely Saturday, and after some light flirting with a waitress, had gotten slipped her number on the back of a pamphlet for Greendale Community College. She'd decided that she was ready for something new in her life. She was ready to become a real adult, and if college was like adult high school, then community college was a step in the right direction! She started classes in September, and has been struggling slightly to fit in. Her flirting isn't really getting her anywhere, and since she doesn't have the safety net of her old cheerleading uniform, she doesn't have much status, either. She's looking to form new friendships, and possibly, a real relationship before the next semester is over.
+’s; Good-natured, vivacious, kind.
-’s; Naive, juvenile, simpleminded.
Fun Facts:
Brittany currently has a job as a cashier at a toy store downtown. She loves interacting with the children, but her boss is kind of a jerk, and won't let her test out any of the toys.
Her apartment is located just a block away from a homeless shelter, so she insists that she never has to spend any money on groceries. Her fridge is usually empty, except for some popsicles in the freezer.
✔ PARA SAMPLE:
The first day was always the hardest. That's how it had been all throughout Brittany's years of schooling, so community college wasn't going to be much different. She'd locked eyes with a few passing students on her way through the halls, sending smiles their way - even going so far as approaching one and introducing herself. The student had given her an odd look, as if she'd had something growing out of her ears, and walked off. Was she coming on too strong? She usually tried to be as open and honest as possible when first meeting people, but maybe that was part of the problem.
After a few more incidents, she decided to keep to herself the remainder of the day. Greendale was big and scary and she was pretty sure there was a gray alien following her around everywhere. She knew that this school was diverse, but she hadn't known it had expanded its borders to Jupiter. Maybe he'd be her friend?
She slumped down in her seat when she arrived at her last class of the day: Spanish I. English was already hard as it was, but her mother suggested she take a second language. She admired the cute, colorful flags adorning the walls, and tried her best to read the posters littered across the front of the room. The only thing she could pronounce was 'hola', and that was because her downstairs neighbor said it to her every morning when Brittany fetched her mail. Spanish was going to be way too hard, especially without anyone to have study sessions with. Though, her study sessions back in high school never really helped, either, considering the only thing that really got done was her. She smiled at her own joke, and decided to doodle in her notebook until the professor arrived.
✔ ANYTHING ELSE?: This RP looks absolutely amazing, pop pop!
Congratulations Diana! You’ve been accepted as Dani Torres. Please make your account within 24 hours. Also make sure you follow all the tags and blogs, open your ask/submit, and send your account to the main.
✔ NAME/ALIAS, AGE, TIMEZONE: Diana ; 17 ; EST
✔ EXPERIENCE: I've RPed about 2 years
✔ ACTIVITY: School sucks
✔ CHARACTER DESIRED: Dani Torres
✔ CHARACTER INFORMATION:
Age: 23
Biography:
Dani was born in a little place she liked to call hell. Her mother was a homophobic lawyer and her father was a homophobic priest. She was raised to be the perfect homophobic preachers daughter but nothing ever works out as planned. She grew up to be the bitchy lesbian asshole who hated her parents and everything about them. She made sure to get on her parents nerves all the time... one time pushing too far when she got kicked out. Which is why she ended here. She was forced to move in with her grandmother who wasn't exactly wealthy. She usually spent most of her time taking care of her grandmother, which gave her no time to go to college. Once she passed away she went back to school just like she promised her.
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