Rules, orange Most role plays in this category wouldn't feature rules, these are more just guidelines for you to follow to make sure your role playing experiences are done right! -No god-modding. Please stick to control your characters! -You can play more then one character, but give love to each and every one of them -Relationships can happen, just make sure that's not the whole focus -Cliques are just there for sort of humorous purposes your character can completely just say 'fuck it' and not really deal with being in any of them -You can play a teacher, but most of them will be NPC'S -Create your schedule according to your character, unless you guys would rather have it that everyone playing is in the same classes, but it wouldn't make much sense!! Character Skelly, pink Appearance (Picture or well thought out description) Name Age Traits Year Clique Other Please please please fill this out, I understand jump in role-plays normally don't have these things. But I feel like it would help us get a better hold on your character. There's not much you have to do, just the basics <3 Shannon Summers, orange Name: Shannon Rose Summers Age: 16 Traits: +Loyal, Loving, Charismatic, Optimistic -Shy, Quiet, Conservative, Sarcastic Year: Sophomore Clique: Geek Other: Growing up being Daddy's little princess, she was reluctantly put under her mother's custody after the divorce. Her mother has a job at Hill Valley high as a teacher, and she gets kind of embarrassed because of that. Oh Mother!, pink "No no no, this cannot be happening! I don't want to start at a brand new school, I know everybody at my old one. Besides everyone's going to think I'm a loser because your a teacher. This is such donkey crap!" The fiery little red head bellowed, her mother looking completely shocked and concerned for her daughter. The divorce had been a rough one for everyone, but it seemed to really get on her daughter's nerves. Her father was supposed to be her support line, someone she can be the best of friends with. But not having a stable enough job meant living under her mother's roof. This sucked! This was terrible, how could things get any worse?! Going through her selection of clothing, she went with a floral top, a pleated black skirt, some pink knee high socks and her floral vans. Brushing through her mess of tangled curls, she pinned a black bow in her hair and added a tad of foundation and blush to her face, before grabbing her backpack and waiting at the door for her mother dearest. The older lady adjusted her glasses and hobbled out the door, opening the door so the teen could easily get in. The ride seemed to take forever, and suddenly they were parked in the teacher's only area, a nice little place away from the hustle and bustle of student traffic. Heading into the hallways of Hill Valley, her big blue eyes scanned the lobby. Her first class was 203, Math with Mr.Whitmore. What a joy, learning about numbers and equations in the morning was just what she had always dreamed of.