<br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.msg12173016#msg12173016">Quote from: StormAngelus on 22-03-2016, 07:30:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Snowden Frost<br/>Rank: Bronze student<br/>Pic: Maureen O'Hara  https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/11/3b/0b/113b0b3de0c5f7f6ab8cec4a6dbadbc9.jpg (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/11/3b/0b/113b0b3de0c5f7f6ab8cec4a6dbadbc9.jpg)<br/>RP is open to anybody<br/><br/><br/>Snow walks around the dorm, bitching about sharing rooms. "I want my own room! Screw these guys, I'll just walk naked around anyone anyway! It's not like I should be ashamed of my body, ya buncha screws."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.msg12174433#msg12174433">Quote from: ErisXfrost on 22-03-2016, 21:23:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Name: Ebony Rain<br/>Rank: Bronze Student<br/>RP: Ebony RainXShane Harris<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>He had just finished his introduction, and was already being set up with a roommate-- how lucky was he! Sarcasm was practically dripping off his form, and his soft gaze held smell daggers for the counselor who gave him the slip of paper. Who thought that this was a good idea? It wasn’t that he was bothered by sharing a room with a woman-- he just couldn’t help but feel that this would be a bit of a hindrance for his more ‘expressive’ hobbies. What if she was one of those ‘reformed’ freaks’-- or worse, a religious one! Ebony practically cringed at the thought. <br/><br/>In all of his musing and cringe-inducing thoughts, he hardly noticed himself reaching his destination-- room 105. As much as he hated the thought of his roommate, his bags were getting quite heavy, and he couldn’t wait to put them down. The overly-warm air of the dorm had made his hair grow flat, and he was ashamed to admit that he was actually sweating-- who did he have to blow for some air? He let out the tiniest of huffs, and would push open the door to the fairly-empty room. The boy stepped inside, and after placing his bags upon the bed, would go to work shaping his once-perfect-hair into a reasonable bun.<br/><br/>When he was finished with his task, the boy would move over to gaze at himself in the mirror. Sparkling blue-hues gazed back him, and a smile couldn’t help but spread upon his glossed lips. Even after that trek, he still felt that he looked damn good! He wore a skin-tight T-shirt, a light pink, with a contrasting zombie-hello-kitty design upon it. The blood was black, and added an interesting feel to the boy's look. Black jeans clung to his legs, skinny, and tight-- he made sure that it showed off his more ‘prominent’ features. His nails were painted pink and black, and they would seem to glimmer as he slid them up along the front of his shirt, feeling himself, exploring his form a little, while he was alone.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>(https://media.giphy.com/media/TbjTQ9wuxCSPK/giphy.gif)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Shane Harris</span></strong><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;">Lancelot Dorms</span></strong><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><strong>Rp: </strong>Stealing a wild Snow and an Ebony for shits and giggles</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;">(holy shit I love that old actress Maureen, she's gorgeous)</span><br/><br/><br/>Holy shit another year at Jamison Clarke. This was her third year to be exact and she was still stuck with the bronze student group. Not that it bothered her one bit, as much as she hated having to stay at the school, the twenty year old it was easy pickings whilst working on college credits. What more could you ask for when you were a rebellious lesbian? Once receiving her assigned dorm room for this term, Shane read the name<strong>"Ebony"</strong>as her roommate and wondered briefly if the staff at JC had finally given up and assigned her a female. Her crystal blue orbs slid down the piece of paper to the sex of the student.<br/><br/><br/>Male.<br/><br/><br/><em>Well that's an interesting name for a guy</em>, she thought. As she stopped short her eyes scanning the source of the commotion. A smirk gracing her lips as Shane took in the sight of the redhead who was kicking up a fuss about her living quarters.<strong>"Interesting." </strong>One look at the new student and you'd assume she was one of those bi-sexual dames that looked very much like a 1960's Hollywood star. But no amount of lighting or fair skin could prepare Shane for the outburst the girl let out. It made Shane's lip quirk in a slight smirk, if the term "you can't judge a book by it's cover," applied to anyone it would be to this girl. Running her fingers through her hair, Shane stopped her rants and grabbed the girl's hand tugging her towards her own dorm room that she was going to be sharing with this Ebony kid.<br/><br/><br/><strong>"Come on, gorgeous. Come meet my roommate, it's not so bad. Trust me. We're all here for the same reason."</strong>She smirked with a slight chuckle as she tugged the redhead towards her dorm room. Before opening the door Shane leaned in towards the girl and whispered softly,<strong>"have you ever hung out with a gay boy? They smell better then most."</strong>It amused her as she straightened up and opened the door to the dorm room she'd be sharing with Ebony. Spotting an androgynous looking boy gazing at himself in the mirror. Blond, petite for a guy Shane couldn't help but grin at the blond kid with a man bun. Oh yes they would be amazing friends, Shane could tell instantly the moment she spotted him. Though he had to be sure the this was in fact Ebony and not some random guy who got lost on the way to his own room.<strong>"Ebony? I'm Shane. And this stray pussy cat is.....?"</strong>She asked as she squeezed the girl's hand and smirked in her direction. Shane androgynous looking herself tended to have both sexes attracted to her. Including but not limited to some straight girls questioning their own sexual preference. Letting go of Snow's hand the brunette with the tattoo's made her way to the window and opened it. Sitting on the windowsill she pulled out a pack of smokes and lite a cigarette blowing smoke out the window as her crystal blue eyes look below to the ground, watching various students walking in and out or chatting in groups. Like a cat she watched them lazily noting the ones she was interested in before she turned her attention back on Ebony and Snow.<strong>"She refuses to room with boys."</strong>Shane smirked as a way of introduction. Not knowing much else about the little redhead.